Slyly tiptoeing through fields of gold
Picking dandelions with a heart so bold
Rays of sunshine, he gathers his treasures
Each yellow bud a gift, his heart full of pleasures
Amidst the greenery, a young boy roams
Dreaming of spreading joy in his hometown
In his little hands, the power to enchant
Nurturing hope, his simple but grandiose plan
Giggling with glee, sharing his floral toys
He gallops amok, swirling amongst girls and boys
A smile on his face, a mission ahead
Puppy in toe, wagging a happy thread
Playfully skipping, he hums a blissful air
Inebriating smirkle, warm energy of a sun flare
Naturally a love for life, his twinkle infects
Elating the blessed with his giggled gifts
Sharing his spoils with folks all around
Splendid smiles and laughter, his sweetest sound
In the early dawn, the loud barking of my dog
Woke me up;
I arose and went to the door leading out onto
The veranda;
I adjusted the blinds and peeped out with my
Quiet eyes.
Peering out through the palisade of bordering
Trees,
A bright golden-orange glow spread throughout
The forest.
It was as if the night’s meteor shower had lowered
The horizon.
My dog was running back and forth loudly barking
Along the hedges;
It looked as though he was trying to scare a scared
Black cat.
So, I opened the veranda door and stepped out into
The chilling air.
Suddenly, my dog began to howl and wobble as if
He was drunk.
I could hear him whining and could see him swiping
A front paw across his face;
The chilled air was immediately filled with a pungent
Nose and eye-burning odor!
The white streak of fur down the back of what I thought
Was a black cat,
And the inebriating caustic odor confirmed exactly that
Pew! it was not!
No, it was also obviously confirmed that in winter, skunks
Savor stale dog poop!
Righteousness
It is ignoble to drench thought with evil manipulation
succumb by ingesting the inebriating poison
Ambition infuses ideas controls decision
muster a master planned destination
Humility enfold like an umbilical cord
restoring vigor curtailing cruelties untold
Being born is a treasure nurture life not gold
righteousness a most vital shield for this abused world
08/22/2020
11:45 a.m.
Lake Worth, Florida
USA
Tulips and lilies never smelled
so fragrantly inebriating
by the lake of the half-moon,
I sense the ineffable mystery
of an alluring and serene evening;
remote breezes so unforeseen
and unquestionably redolent
slightly touch the motionless surface
of the silvery and bluish lake so comely
and limpid while drowsy oaks and spruces
sway their long and thick branches...
as if silence were an act of reverence!
In the deserted town strangely
someone sits on the bend of the lake
of the half-moon as he stares
at the luminescent Northern Star
striking the strings of his guitar
with his skilled, young fingers...
suddenly everything harmonizes
with his beautifully played melody,
but he's so amazed by the splendor of the lake
of the half-moon that he doesn't hesitate
to join the invisible nightingales to praise
the indubitable presence of the Creator!
With mild rays the Sun doth snuggle me in this breezy morn,
Oh Earth, forget thy imminent wintry woes, as Fall placateth thee,
She giveth offerings of raspberries and vines of gorgeous taste,
The senile year will make thee moan with inebriating bounty,
Oh Earth, forget thy imminent wintry woes, as Fall placateth thee,
Benignant nature hath set ablaze the crimson maple today,
The senile year will make thee moan with inebriating bounty,
My desirous mind seeketh solace in nature's succulent arms,
Benignant nature hath set ablaze the crimson maple today,
She giveth offerings of raspberries and vines of gorgeous taste,
My desirous mind seeketh solace in nature's succulent arms,
With mild rays the Sun doth snuggle me in this breezy morn.
2019 October 25
Poet's October Pantoum Cash Prize Poetry Contest
Sponsored by: William Kekaula
sunday sunrise
breaking through
bay window
coffee brewing
the aroma inebriating
crossword puzzle
pencil in hand
and in the kitchen
dreamy wafts
of costa rica java
mingling with
perfumes of
strawberries
and waffles
Published in my 24-page photo/anthology ~CAFFEINE INFUSION~ 2020
AP: 3rd place 2021
Out of the darkness of night
crept the dawn.
Steaming with thirst,
the dry mouth sun rose—
inebriating itself with morning
dew—leaving sparkling stars of green
scattered across the quilted earth.
The greying languid sea,
annoyed by quiet cheerful winds,
laboriously moulded lethargic waves;
lethargic waves of fickle frothed faces
falling upon the pillowed shores.
Above, a lone seagull
slices through the salt-laden air—
leaving an invisible trail—salted memories
left behind by the perilous journey’s end.
Laying in the roped womb
of a verandah hammock, I cracked a smile,
humming praises to the Creator:
and gave thanks for another birth of day.
Stumbling all over the sidewalk....
Eyes completely glazed.
It was something that had to be done,
It was one of those kind of days.
So after work, I went to the store,
With only one thing in mind....
To take the edge off of my soul,
To leave this day far behind.
I took my first shot, and started to feel great.
I took my second shot, and began to celebrate.
Third shot, fourth shot, fifth shot....
I kept on going.... it felt so good.
Plans to stop? I think not.
I began to smile and laugh at the inebriating pleasure,
Of knowing I could end the day, happier beyond measure.
I walked down the road, dazed and out of it....
When I got the phone call.
I answered with a slurred speech, "hello!"
"Let's go buy things from the mall!!!"
"Let's ride down the street with the music up loud,"
"I feel so good right now, as if I'm on a drunken cloud."
Little did I know, upon reaching my destination,
I fell down to the front porch, drowned in inebriation.
I was too gone....
I was way too gone....
I crept up the stairs into my room,
Not making one single peep.
Tripped over my daughter's toys and passed out....
I fell fast asleep.
crystals and moonlight
dreams mystic and lunatic
drenched in lusciousness
of tinsel rains scattering
inebriating hues and tints
mindboggling silences
lead the way for
violin ritournelles
drawn and conjured
meditations and illusions
starlet laughter and
subliminal transcendent
luminescence
AP: 3rd place 2025, 3rd place 2020
Submitted on April 3, 2018 for EARLY APRIL 2018 STANDARD CONTEST sponsored by BRIAN STRAND - RANKED 1ST
It was in the beautifully majestic Florida Keys
Where I visited with my beloved grand-mother
She introduced me to the Frangipani with its luscious clusters
The fragrance was bewitchingly inebriating
Soon I couldn’t distinguish the petals from the butterflies
Twilight had gradually descended without a sound
Till the mockingbirds bellowed their glorious chants
Amidst the enchantment of an ancestral menagerie
Like royalty, we slowly sipped from delicate pellucid crystal glasses
Vermilion and gold had infused the ripples of the ocean before us
AP: Honorable Mention 2021
Submitted for contest TEN WORDS AND TEN LINES CHALLENGE sponsored by SILENT ONE - January 6, 2018 - RANKED 2ND
Just tell me,
How can I feel
Your inebriating scent;
Strews round the ambiance,
Communicates feelings of touch;
Arouses senses,
Oft I wish to feel;
But sadly you conceal,
In heart shaped safe;
Oh dear! you don't seem you,
Without the scent of you;
Even rose, Jasmine and apple,
Reveal by scent what they are,
Excellence they have;
Your senses ravished,
Virtues lies in your scent;
© Sadashivan Nair
All alone in journey of life,
Endured painful murky days;
No more,
Yep, no more;
I can't stand the lonely life;
Wandered in rain and dry,
Wandered in scorching
Sun and murky night,
In lakes and mounts;
A company I sought,
Who fills colours in life;
The spring tide I felt,
The day you entered in my heart;
The odour of pollen
Drags me in,
Coerces to cohere,
Seek inebriating nectar;
Thy company is bliss,
Brings smile,
Fills paints of vibrant shades,
Sing melodious floret songs;
Feel the sense of frolic ambiance,
It's not love,
Nor I think is romance;
With you my side, I accede,
Am complete content man;
© Sadashivan Nair
Over in the sky,
Inebriating clouds
Wobble no more;
Both snowy, murky sides,
Don't blend together,
To sparkle any more;
Dry lake in wait of rain,
Gaze at scattered clouds;
Entreat thou to forgive,
The sins by living soul;
Supplicate for some drops,
Come, come drop thy
Emotive drops of nectar;
Quench my thirst;
Wet my deep burning soil;
Fertile me so I bloom,
All life form rely on me;
© Sadashivan Nair
Out of the darkness of night
crept the dawn.
Steaming with thirst,
the dry mouth sun rose—
inebriating itself with morning
dew—leaving sparkling stars of green
scattered across the quilted earth.
The graying, languid sea,
annoyed by quiet cheerful winds,
laboriously molded lethargic waves;
lethargic waves of fickle frothed faces
falling upon the pillowed shores.
Above, a lone sea gull
slices through the salt laden air—
leaving an invisible trail—memories
left behind by the perilous journey’s end.
Laying in the roped womb
of verandah hammock, I cracked a smile,
and humming praises to the Creator,
gave thanks for sharing another birth of day.
Do you ever feel so joyous
in your own ripple of being
Blissful thoughts in coyness
around your cycle of thinking
Words are a colorful brightness
animated
in laughing amidst a meaning
Then people become envious
Their behavior invokes reeling
Being treated as ordinary
A spray to be used vocally
Showing one track vulgarity
Envious of intelligent reality
Doing them unthanked favors
they wouldn't really believe
Thinking you can't be all together
Fragments of their egos deceived
Ignoring their jest of behavior
Is the sign of your sweet relief
Inebriating the chalk eraser
of their misguided belief
Cloaking intelligence is a favor
Used on those who need reprieve
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