"Mythical creatures arise in a labyrinth flight round a cloisters,
a crown of flowers and berries they wear in fairyland." Quote by Poet
Stars shiver in the laden cold with the moon's sight.
Autumn's chill sigh emotion thrown across the night.
The elves, faeries, centaurs, and minotaur physicality
in merry enchanting dance in the inner labyrinth
among the comfort the open courtyard invisibility.
Untold mythical young too; no mundane eyes could see.
Winged Faeries spin~dance holding an olive branch.
Dragons menacing roar with crackling fire of thunder
weaving between the clouds to catch the air above;
under a blanket sky, whirling in shadows of purple.
Magical serpentine fierce in all their mystic wonder,
incandesce scales in brilliant metallic shine livery,
to its subtle benevolence manner, bold chivalry.
3/17/2023
Writing Challenge - 'M' Words - Poetry Contest 7. mythical
Sponsored by: Constance La France
This day soars, refreshingly
Floating in umber modesty
Mewling boisterously, in jollity
While, harvest colors blink
Tragically in shades of pink
Afternoon progresses in happiness
From there on, the evening moon
Shines in bright, yellow incandesce
As nightfall settles over sky festoon
When With Closed Eyes In Autumn's Eves Of Gold
HARK, when with closed eyes in autumn's eves of gold,
A wink ere throws saffron sparks straight together,
When August incandesce ransomed stretched oft hold,
Petals smoothly turned like some noiseless feather,
The moment spent on pleats of these gown pauses,
To combine some proposed begged renown causes,
Here spread all sad chapters that had bled outward,
Plus hold true some moving verse that drew inward.
HAIL, a tale oft seasons means a chance vision,
Said subjects that are echoed, mean beauty told,
Their spun design e'er straightforward decision,
Explaining that essence, in short, measured fold,
Such use like a star show, travail its due course,
That act as a common cause purposed, a force,
My eyes meant showing that autumn still is bold,
And that chief eve approaches picturesque gold.
2020 March 05
*Honorable Mention*
STRAND CHOICE A,any form,any theme
~~Brian Strand
Rhyme Scheme;
ababccdd, ababccdd.
Howmanysyllables;
16 lines x 11 syllables per = 176 syllables total
The scorching sun sends its penetrative rays,
And the uninvited hunger pangs inveighs,
The belly always being ungrateful,
It forgets the previous favours when idle.
Here comes another hunger, hunger for power,
Many have fallen for its banter,
Always ending up on the wrong side of mantle,
Truncating their stories to a tattle.
There also comes a hunger for success,
It sends the body to incandesce,
Prompting every mortal frame to seek education,
Sometimes I wish you had a button.
They say “a hungry man is an angry man”,
Hunger stretches to its constituents like a clan,
And drags along with it malevolence,
No matter the form, hunger is an uninvited nuisance.
27/02/2017
Tuneful preludes play on whoosh of spring wind
as flowers spread their kaleidoscopic wings
Two quartets daze in awe while celebrating
a reunion with picnic and ballroom dancing.
The golden showers radiate and incandesce…
Tulips and jasmine nearby bloom so fresh.
Like utopia where ensembles are veritable
Birds of paradise hung their notes to warble.
Music plays…. in graceful moves…smiles scintillate
a luncheon together - each one will never forget.
Memories are all in photos with red roses
Big sunflowers are captured…jutting our faces.
I hold tenaciously an album in a bright clip
of families in garden party for close friendship.
July 7, 2014 11.10pm
Third Place
Contest: Garden Party: Verb-alized Noun-sense with floral accents
Judged: 7/15/2014
Sponsor: Poet Cyndi MacMillan
In stillness of her spirit she sits there
with all her prowess she manipulates.
Her fingers’ ripples in coldest water
replenish mind and soul that ruminates.
Playing in nocturne, she’s being witnessed
by her governess . The simplicity...
Her portraits that adduce virtues she possessed -
laconic and clear view of chastity.
Oh, renaissance woman, you shine on top,
as you incandesce in mind love of arts!
You’re a czar bringing our decorum up-
women’s pride… imbue modesty in heart.
In the silence of our heart, we listen
in these memorabilia… you remain.
Oct. 14, 2013 2.15pm
©2013by Leonora Galinta
All Rights Reserved
Second Place
Contest: Sofonisba Anguissola-A contemporary Sonnet for a Renaissance
Woman-2nd in
the series
Judged: 2/4/2014
Sponsor: Poet Cyndi MacMillan
What came of you, oh rouging bashful sun
Your fiery face belies your youthful enterprise
Morning dew illuminates by incandesce spark
Was it brash action of the taunting wind
that made you color so?
Your blushing face now tints the evening sky.
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