TO BASKING ON THE SHORES OF MY POETIC SEABED
Lying here on the shores of the seabed of poetic creation,
May this flow of waving words stream joy, worthiness, and
Inspiration to the thirsty eyes they froth upon; hydrating them,
And energizing sad, weary souls with peace, love, and hope.
May such allegorical words overflow into waiting cups,
To later be sipped by a deciphered understanding of minds
Hungry for awareness, truth, and guidance towards liberation:-
Indeed, may God pour out of my poetic cistern, his divine wisdom.
And for these frothing waves of words of peace and love,
I would be in dehydrating remission if I did not give praise
And thanks to my fellow blessed scribes who likewise
Continue to water my poetic seabed with nourishing grace:-
Categories:
hydrating, extended metaphor, inspiration, motivation,
Form: Quatrain
FALLING RAINS OF SPRING
Spring rains are falling,
hydrating thirsty gardens,
water breaking fruits:-
Categories:
hydrating, allegory, birth, fruit, imagery,
Form: Haiku
The rain is of God,
watering his divine love;
hydrating all life:-
Evaporating,
God's rain ascends heavenly;
condensding to earth:-
Raining tears of grief,
always, via God, become
healing tears of joy:-
Categories:
hydrating, allegory, analogy, deep, extended
Form: Haiku
For me,
Penning poetic words,
Is a desired labor of love;
Sharing life’s awareness
Of the guided wisdom
Poured out of God’s cistern
To wave and froth inspiration;
And the beauty
Of it all
Is that God’s cistern
Is eternally overflowed
With such frothing words;
Energizing
Thirsty searching souls
And strengthening
Our tested spirits
With His peace
Love and healing grace;
And I pray
My poetic well
Will continue
To be flooded
With buckets
Of hydrating words;
And when God
Retires me
I pray
My keloid
Clanging echoes
Will continue
To quench
Inspirational thirst:-
Categories:
hydrating, encouraging, inspirational, love, peace,
Form: Free verse
IN BEING A COSMIC POETIC BUTTERFLY
When your mind
The cocoon
Of your spirit
Releases itself
Let the rhythmic wings
Of your being
Soar your spirit
In the airways life
With your essence
Of healing words
Of graceful liberation
To those cosmic beings
Of life’s universe
Awaiting their
Hydrating oxidation
Of the oneness
And onement of
Peace & love
Categories:
hydrating, allegory, deep, extended metaphor,
Form: Free verse
APROPOS OF POETIC SOUPING…
Sitting here
On the riverbank
Of the riverbed
Of poetic creation
May the flow
Of my words
Stream joy
To the thirsty eyes
Drinking them
Hydrating weary souls
And may these leaking
Allegorical words
Drip into the saucers
Of minds
To be sipped
With deciphered awareness
In becoming liberating beings
Oh may God of creation
Fill my poetic cistern with
With words of divine wisdom
And guidance
To be poured out
To those in search thereof
As I likewise
In love and gratitude
Give thanks to you
My fellow blessed scribes
Who continue
To do likewise
For my own
Mind and spirit
As we collectively
Sip God given
Poetry Soup:-
Categories:
hydrating, allegory, appreciation, extended metaphor,
Form: Free verse
Negative ions
Melons, berries, and citrus
Charging the body
H3o2 hydrating
Living waters for humans
Categories:
hydrating, blessing, fruit, health, life,
Form: Tanka
April Showers Bring May Flowers*
Month April tops the chart
for showers to appear,
with rain, both day and night-
and ofttimes does present
a most unwelcomed sight.
Month April tops the chart
hydrating soil that March,
with gusty winds, dried out.
Life-giving rain restores
root energy to sprout.
Month April tops the chart
for taking a back seat
to being favored time-
to nurture flowers that
make month of May sublime.
Month April tops the chart
for keeping us indoors-
for April's working hard,
with gloomy days and rain-
to bring May to our yard.
April 11, 2022
Contest: All April In Monchielle Poetry Contest
Sponsor: Andrea Dietrich
Monchielle Stanza Form: 5 lines, line 1 repeats.
6 syllables per line: Line 3 and line 5 rhyme.
*The saying can be traced back to England from the 1500s poet, Thomas Tusser
Categories:
hydrating, april, rain, uplifting,
Form: Monchielle Stanza
They, the blind
Heavy laden with mystery of denial
Empty of eclectic views
Yearns for Island of blinding white light.
They hate the color black
Every woman's sexy black dress
Every man's spotless black tuxedo
Every child's mem'ry of a clean blackboard.
They hate the color black
Black American history, mighty as Montenegro
Bleach cannot blot out its strength.
They hate the color black
Face the Sun!
Hold a conversation on equatorial black
Black rain clouds cleansing, hydrating, renewing.
They hate the color black
Black, the night, showing starlight
Black ink on sheets of white
Black the beginning and end of life -
They hate the color black.
*
Categories:
hydrating, appreciation, art, beauty, culture,
Form: Free verse
When miserable clouds assemble,
bursting with drops of sorrow,
gusts of torment bring dark tides to your door.
You feel hope is like forgotten pennies,
lost at the bottom of a wishing well.
Arrows of anxiety keep firing
at your muddled mind.
When you feel trapped inside your head,
monsters lurk inside -
take a pace back.
Release each arrow from the bow.
Let all the pain be washed
by rivers from the rain -
as all bruises heal.
The smell of petrichor will inspire you,
your mind an estuary, hydrating on positive drops,
will replace soaring floods of negative emotions -
as glowing sun rays of love warm your face.
Through anything, through anywhere,
through anyone, reach thunder through your storm.
Let bolts of lightning shake the earth -
ground your soul firmly.
Even when there is no light,
an internal flame yearns to rekindle,
like spring petals kissing dawn's air.
Silent One collaboration with Charmaine Chircop
6 November 2020
Many thanks to Charmaine for collaborating with me. Charmaine is a talented poet who regularly posted on Poetry soup, I hope to see her post more often.
Categories:
hydrating, angst, emotions, hope, inspiration,
Form: Free verse
Accompanied by cutlery
hit ceramic soprano 'tinks'
Operatic hot sudsy path to stardom love ballad
Tears drip dramatically
tap's hydrating heart sinks
Acoustics of kitchen, false impression of talent
Categories:
hydrating, fun, nursery rhyme, song,
Form: Rhyme
It's happening again..
Drops of mercy descending
from heaven's shadows,
hydrating breathless sighs.
Against my will,
each splash resuscitates,
my recovering wounds.
Words unspoken, remain,
veiled within the vaults of my heart.
Desperately, I seek the cure.
But, all I can do is stand still,
observing in silence,
soaking in regret.
Blood dilutes with the rain,
and I wonder,
if this will be the last tear.
Simple Musing
14 October 2018
Silent One
Categories:
hydrating, angst, loss, rain,
Form: Free verse
To a quiet demesne
A holiday they'd planned
Informing only that it was bucolic
A little slice of wonderland
The locals informed from the harbinger
Knew of the impending arrival
Some folk knowing the family erstwhile
Others quietly still in denial
The expected stay ephemeral
At the local store to be met
The bakery purely redolent passing by
More pressing was the time already spent
The host in a state of dalliance
Although within propinquity of the store
Welcomed with a firm handshake
Muttering about an expected downpour
Arrival at the manor and raindrops began to form
Hydrating the colorful efflorescence blooms
It was then he had an epiphany
Wondering what these country folk assume
Surprising them he commented on the petrichor
Assuming he was a city bloke with no country vibe
It was only through sheer serenpidity
He'd read about it on his holiday ride
Categories:
hydrating, day,
Form: Rhyme
Just got to thinking
Writer's block comes sans seeing
Look within and out
Each now and then lives
Our sable dreams are pictures
With rainbow colors
Look at evergreens
Morning glories and dew, and
piano tunes afar
Remember that walk
On quiet trail by river?
Mind travel is key
You and I can stalk
The very muse known as, oui
Yes we can unblock
Sans electronics...
Our portals with gems glistens
Waiting to be seen
Don't wait, activate!
Take a break with deep breathing
Stretch... cheers hydrating.
*
Categories:
hydrating, encouraging,
Form: Haiku
Water, we know that it is invigorating
As long though as it’s clean, not rancid
But of course something that’s hydrating
For some a dream, we take for granted
Fire, can be a source of fuel, for heating
Like if our appliances we can then not use
And It can of course also produce lighting
Getting out the candles, if you blow a fuse!
Earth, used to grow our fruit and vegetables
Also plants for other things such as cotton
Again you know another of nature’s miracles
I think by chance we seem to have forgotten
Air, we need an atmosphere to create oxygen
So we can breathe, or how would we survive
But air that is clear and free from the pollution
I believe the same for everything that is alive
Life, element of elements a question of humanity
If no existence just like the astronoids in space
And Im talking about all the wild life every specie
That’s us humanoids if not here and in this place
Then where would we be us humonides
Categories:
hydrating, write,
Form: Rhyme
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