Best For Last
We bare our souls capriciously exposed,
O'er a chronology gift long ago,
Humbly traipse fortuitous hearts composed,
Traverse fragmented biannual flow.
Oblique drifts of periodical moons,
Guide our latter half just as earned before,
Nature flights of triangular formed loons,
As seasonal exchange caused them to soar.
From color-filled picturesque scenery,
To monochromatic impassiveness,
Passage midst creation and synergy,
Intimates harmonious timeliness.
Clock fades crucial seconds tempts to outlast,
As time wane merging thoughts holding our past.
2019 December 14
*3rd Place*
Your best sonnet July-December 2019
~~John Hamilton
*Honorable Mention*
STRAND SPECIAL 10,any form ,any theme
~~Brian Strand
Categories:
impassiveness, autumn, december, july, winter,
Form: Sonnet
Integrity could be,
But dishonesty it is,
Maybe Intelligence,
Also understanding the worst!
The "it" could impel him,
But he's strong for.
Idiocy Baffles,
But in a sec he had immunity.
Igneous is his love,
Impassiveness is his pride
And imperial is his soul.
Though his flesh is impotent,
he could give life
by planting his seed.
and...?
Categories:
impassiveness, anti bullying, care, courage,
Form: I do not know?
Girl on the wall!
I’m glad the walls around you are not high
Not as high as I thought they would be
Each day I check on your wall
I like what i see and instantly I stall
Your beauty hypnotize me
For a moment I was in a state of impassiveness
Yet my heart wouldn’t stop beating
Beating! Captivated by your appeal.
You painted your wall so colorful
Your status reveals your core values
And your charm is clearly seen on your wall
How I wish, I could melt in your hands someday
And be the scent that you wear each day
The scent that boost your ego
Scent that identify your feminine touch
Until then I’ll stay glued in your wall everyday
Categories:
impassiveness, appreciation, beauty, crazy, i
Form: Lyric
although I sensed
its impassiveness
even back then,
i always loved
that
little village
of familiar eyes
looking
passively beyond me
you and I forced
together
in central fact
pressured en masse
into a
averse embrace
somehow in tune
perceiving
one another’s desires
but powerless
to surpass
obscurity
Categories:
impassiveness, imagination, introspection, life, philosophy,
Form: Free verse