Jocund Poems | Examples

GOSSAMER DREAMS

Asleep, breathing cheerful dreams ~ Ethereal fragility;
Gossamer hallucinations igniting jocund, kaleidoscopic luminescence;
Magical night-time observations, projecting quirky reflections;
Smoky tableau ushering versatile waves, x-rays yielding zenith.

DR JEKYLL AND MR HYDE

Dr Jekyll and Mr Hyde

Jovial Dr Jekyll played for juvenile Justice
                    a just jaspered journey
jokingly jumped a joyride 
                                to juicy jukebox jabbering 
in jackal jackboots 
                         from nearby jungle 
                     
Dr Jekyll clasped a jackknife eating 
                                  jambalaya to justify a 
                             juggled juxtapositional 
jurisdiction jamming 
       as jugular vein jingled jewels 
joyfully jauntily jaywalking 
                 to a jay named Jim Jolly ! 

Onward he jumped to a 
                                   Jungian junction 
              Jupiter jocund watching his 
 journeying joints
              journalese seemed a jibe jig
but neither Jewess, Jesuit 
                            or jeweller jiggled this job

So he jerked his jess 
                          like a jape for Japan
Jejuning onto January for the 
                           next jangle of jasmine 
 
No jellyfish was Dr Jekyll in Jordanian jerkin 
           though sometimes Mr Hyde
                   with jeroboam swirling alongside !

Jocund

~ looking at my sleeping baby girl with overwhelming sense of pride! ~

Beyond Wonderland - Kuhlmann Sonnet

Spaceward: genesis, obedience, fathomless: universe.
In Cerulean: lambent, sullen, discernible: Close ignite.
With harmony: hypaethral, skyward, aether: womb hiccups 
Whelm time: serenade, stardust, drizzles: diamond dust,
Overall trends: extinguish, slumber, wonder: celestial hymn,
By extolling: Argyle, twinkle, soothing:  miraculous rule

Alabaster Gypsum: portholes, peering, ogling: rain glints
Rubicund Jocund: ventral, sheqalim, vivid: lured stars 
Exalt air: Blistering, bleeding, molting: Corolla collide
Orotund Moire: Kaleidoscopic, sentient, dusk: carnal life 
Grab fistful: Dripping, purple, precipitation: Sunburnt sky
Dodging Venus: Flytrap, ill-wishers, pyramids: Shift astern.


This variation on sonnet XL1 to illustrate what Kuhlmann intended .
kuhlmann  is a verse poem of two phrases interspered with three related monosyllabic stem- words(nouns,adjectives )with an integral title.The label and form is derived from the baroque poet Quirinus Kuhlmann's 50 sonnet 
form Love-kiss XLI

Poem inspired by the sonnet penned by Brian Stand

The Celebration of Pubescent Branches

Validate Spring with its plenipotentiary pollen.
Green sawdust all about the ground, car and porch -
Shaken free from the jocund trees with budding leaves.
Before the season’s even warm, they’re all in.

The celebration of pubescent branches causes us
Below to agitated fits - eyes water, nasal drips.
Still we admire the fashion of pinks, whites, and greens.
The youths, so lovely in their resurrection dress.

3/21/2023

Joy In Alliteration

Joyful jolly jigs and jests,
Jump and jive, no time to rest.
Joining hands, a joyful crew,
Joking, laughing, joy anew.

Jazzy tunes, a joyful beat,
Jingling bells, a jolly treat.
Jovial smiles, a joyful sight,
Joyful memories, day and night.

Jeweled skies, a joyful hue,
Jubilant birds, singing anew.
Jocund laughter, fills the air,
Joyful sounds, everywhere.

Joyful hearts, a light so bright,
Jubilant love, shining so right.
Joyful souls, a shining star,
Journey on, to where you are.

So let joy fill your every day,
With jolly laughter all the way.
For joy is like a treasure trove,
Filled with love, and joy and hope.

Bittersweet Memories' Song

recently scenes of early life have stolen into my mind, like breezes blown ..."
Quote by _Samuel Taylor Coleridge (from his writings)


Throughout each day your spirit comes to mind.
Upon the grave of love denied I tread.
Somehow in precious recalls peace, I find.

Three years get often tangled in my head.
Which day and time did that event occur?
But I see only happiness instead.

A nighttime breeze can make my passions stir.
The rise of smells and sounds from country cozy.
Yet in my scenes sometimes true love’s a blur.

Sweet remembrance of the days so rosy.
A jocund dance for us that wasn’t long.
But I care not to linger on to mosey.

How bittersweet the daydreams growing strong.
Increase from their determined will to last.
Our poetry’s alive in memories’ song.

We’ve both been changed by circumstances, fast.
The shift of tides that caused our love to pass.

A Jolly Fisherman

A JOLLY FISHERMAN 


   Jolly fisherman jocund Jack
   took well knitted drag-net on back
   and long fishing rod to catch fish!
   Strong wish for fish fry to relish.

    Floating a boat he loved to trawl.
    Caught small fishes:Those were to crawl.
    Fishing rod pulled fish, gigantic.
    Large fish ate small ones! Drastic.

    No disappointment for Jack.
    He put the large fish in a sack.
    Jolly jocund Jack cooked big fish.
    and enjoyed a palatable dish.

  09/13/22

  A Jolly Fisherman


Contest by Julia Ward.

Cracking the Quiet Space

cracking the quiet space, toddler with seeds
   feeds ostrich through car’s window,
giggles with jocund joy

8/20/2022

Kitty Cat, Freddie Dog and Mealy Mouse- Nursery Rhyme

Kitty Cat and Freddie Dog were on a merry jaunt
They were always together,  a compatible pair,  jocund
As they strolled along, they had found
In one corner of the compound, a raised mound
Curious to know what was hidden underground
Freddie Dog sniffed and smelled all around

He started digging by and by and had found
A mouse living silent, home bound
Freddie persuaded him to come out to the ground
But seeing kitty cat, he was afraid to come around
He thought they were planning to surround
And feared, cat would jump on him like a hound
To dismal thoughts, his mind was bound
And in terrible agony he was drowned

He knew a cat was a rat’s enemy, renowned
Right at that critical moment, their master did descend
To take them home, not allowing them to hang around
Mealy mouse so relieved retired to his home underground 


Placed First

April.21.2022
Nursery Rhymes . 3. Poetry Contest
Sponsor- Eve Roper

Playing With Love

We made love
          in front of the TV...
          Your every cry,
          a goal from me... and the crowd
          maddened applauded...
          We made love,
          in front of a canary...
          Every trill of yours,
          every moan of mine
          hypnotized, and challenged
          further trills of the canary...
          We made love,
          in front of a platoon...
         in our shudder,
         but we tried...
         We're done soon
         not to be
         shot... and look, not even
         we feel guilty...
         We made love,
         in front of a cat...
         every moan of yours,
         my every howl... the cat
         meowed all ruffled...
         We didn't make love
        in front of Gioconda...
        But let's do...
        for her to lose her pose,
        to cut her "wave"
        passivity not jocund !!

Will-Slap-Rock

WILL-SLAP-ROCK

Perilous mixed up in the industry,
Troubled rumbled "situationship" tainted gentry,
epitomize a couple's open chemistry?
Oh...!!! What a timely tangle 
that spangled in a world of Illuminati triangle.
Society's predicament sums up a night of quagmire
even though the story ends up ephemeral.
In betwixt the slap and Rock
was a moment with Chris and his long talk.
In betwixt Will Smith's "Oscar best actor" win,
was a comedy of errors and his open sin;
Global warming was the cheek of Chris Rock,
Oblivious of the disgrace that he couldn't duck
but had to be man enough
to receive that hot stuff,
steaming like a hot stove.
Twas like a Hollywood movie
that makes you shock, jocund or moody,
like when Mom hits you in front of your friends
and you act like it didn't hurt.
And so, "everybody hates Chris"
for cranking-up a bald joke about Jada Smith
but missed the moment Will noticed Jada wasn't having it
and had to slap Chris Rock for it,
just to make up for laughing so hard in a bit.
And just like that in one hour half,
this saga was passed around more than his wife.

Vick Manuel Poetry {VMP}
Copyright©March 28th, 2022.

Flowers Greeting Xmas

Flowers Greeting ‘Xmas

       All beautiful chrysanthemums, dahlias,
       enchanting flowers,
      gorgeous hibiscus
     in jocund kaleidoscope,
     lovely marigolds, nice overwhelming pansies,
      queenly roses, snowdrops, tulips,
      unnoticed violet
     welcomes ‘Xmas
      yearning zest.


05/11/21

Ephemeral Romance

My paramour, try to understand me now.
You knew the shape of my heart in the course of our budding affair.
At the start, my face was not disfigured with dissimulation, and my mien has always been upright.
For, I am perplexed in the nature of monogamy.
You can not imprison my cripple heart.
There are no gentle terms of endearment that can cure me.

You stand before me with peeling eyes trying to reach the core of me.
Trying to understand me with all your weakness of a man from Mars.

My paramour, try to understand me now.
Although, I was jocund in all our congenial coitus and oftentimes you sent me flying. 
My heart remains impervious. 

My paramour, try to understand me now.
You are a virtuous man, soulful, cultured, and refine.
You are ambrosial for any woman.

Melt away my paramour from devotion, and make no more grievance pleas of the subject of our ephemeral romance for you see you are the conqueror of this affair.
Be in time with the fact that this is but a small breach, to your heart and ego.

(sigh)

As for me, I will fall back into a spiral of ephemeral love affairs.



copyright 2016 Looking At The Light From The Bottom of The Lake.

Wordsworth's Lament

I wandered lonely as a cloud—Oh dear!
I watched the dance of daffodils—Oh my!
When on my couch in vacant mood I lie
And feel their wealthy fluttering draw near.

I see them toss their heads like twinkling stars;
A sparkling, sprightly, jocund company.
I gaze, I gaze, they outdo waves with glee;
A host, a crowd, ten thousand avatars.

They flash within my pensive inward eye;
My heart is oft with pleasure filled each day.
Alone a poet could not be but gay;
Especially great Romantics such as I.

I cringe to think that out of all the rest,
This poem might one day be deemed my best.


A parody of William Wordsworth's poem "I Wandered Lonely as a Cloud" (aka "Daffodils")

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