Evocative lines bring tears to the eyes.
Plethora of metaphors makes men think.
Emollient words soothe someone in his cries.
Furtive reading lets not mind quit and blink.
As the brain broods the troubles that arise,
No way will confidence dwindle or shrink.
Ineffable happiness of the heart
Allows not the sad soul to fall apart.
©? bfa 021024
Categories:
lagniappe, confidence, happiness, poems,
Form: Ottava rima
Written: October 22, 2023 For Dilly Dally Tritina Contest
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Blooms swell akin to cynosure elixir
Emollient radiance scattering fragrance
Evanescent breeze enlivens a dreary day
Furtive forbearance fearing a fresh day
Swiftly lifted the hold of nostalgia with elixir
Felicity flavor fraught fugacity by elysian fragrance
Halcyon ease exudes of this gossamer fragrance
My mindset is primed to tackle another day
Seraglio lissome lagniappe mellifluous elixir
Elixir fragrance has sanctified my esoteric day
Categories:
lagniappe, analogy, appreciation, beauty, wisdom,
Form: Tritina
Written B: D. Collins 7/25/23
When it comes down to it, I like Lagniappe with mine.
A little something extra as hot as cayenne.
The special thing that keeps me coming back.
Is a woman willing to share all of her Lagniappe.
/'lan?yap/
noun
something given as a bonus or extra gift.
It's a Li'L Sump'n added that we never see coming.
So, never turn it down, nor turn away running.
Embrace it and enjoy it. It is only Lagniappe.
The thing a person like me is trying to get at.
Categories:
lagniappe, romance,
Form: Crown of Sonnets
Lagniappe was received
As proof of incipient
Love that conflates with
The azure offing as the
Cynosure of sea romance
3-13-2016
Categories:
lagniappe, love,
Form: Tanka
Like after a dalliance,
my heart bleeds when
your ephemeral stay
comes to an end.
You are the cynosure
of all eyes.
Your multi-colours as soothing
as an embrocation
the distressed heart's emollient.
Your arch is the envy
of great architects.
Thy colour blend is fit
to make
an artist faint
Your beauty is ineffable
Too sublime for a pastiche.
O Rainbow! Are thou rain's
lagniappe
to the sky?
O Rainbow! Thou forever are
our eyes' delight!
Categories:
lagniappe, art, beautiful,
Form: Ode
Today I thought of thought itself,
of all its joys and failings
to be sure, but mostly of the
wonder that they take me to,
the countless things that open
to my sight in ways that I had
never seen before.
I need not die before I see them
thunder in before me, even though
I know that death itself will not
presume to shut them down. That is
the glory of it; everyone may share.
Saints and kings will prosper
and will fall. Perhaps. But I
am just a dilettante. My putterings
are little miracles and always there
to take me through.
Oh yes, there is one caveat
and that is consciousness
but that too is a miracle
and floats upon us as a lagniappe,
totally gratuitous...hmmm
just like all the rest.
~
Categories:
lagniappe, allusion,
Form: Free verse
In a corner of the town, stands a building of antiques.
Not an ordinary building but one that percepts the imagination;
sense datum begins and a scene takes place.
I am transpose to my great grandmother days.
I see the rocking chair that she owed
and the Raggedy Ann Doll given to me by her.
She is telling the store’s owner about his antiques
that this rocking chair was her favorite piece.
Oh, and she would like this doll for her grandbaby.
She said she wanted several rooms of furniture.
All must be vintage like her.
However, do not think of her as old.
She was short and plump with olive skin.
Her hair radiance gleamed.
Her smile meant everything.
She almost forgot my small gift that is when she shouted Lagniappe.
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Sponsor: Black Eyed Susan
Contest Name: Antiques
Categories:
lagniappe, character, child, city, friendship,
Form: Free verse