Long Aphotic Poems

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Premium Member sea song -

oh precious, dulcet diva, ocean-tide
you, of sand and foam and spindrift -
all your moods and meanderings
speak deep my spirit, wistful and wan
musings captured, gist enraptured …

       I listen, close ...

on those warm and windy days, your
voice cuts clear, carries with it the joy
of sun sprites alighting on wave tops
hopping crest-to-crest like so many
gold pieces tumbling from pockets, laden …

       I listen, rapt ...

becalmed days, the lull of low tide ...
gentle swells reach their arms ashore -
the cold brine washing sand and shell
like breezes sweeping the grasslands
rolling, as imagination rolls in the mind …

       I listen, soft ...

whispering in my ear of the secret
dark places in my heart, exquisite
shadowy realms where passion and
reverie hide, pulsing with urge, aphotic
warm, enigmatic feelings flow and ebb …

       I listen, true ...

an ocean storm's raging beauty, thus -
somber clouds, splashed Payne's Gray
swirl cruelly as Neptune flits his tresses
sea sirens lament with angry screams as
their backs are broken on reef and rock …

       I listen, soft ...

gentle swells lapping brief, the sand
moon rising to the lullaby of a bell buoy
its tender peals coaxing the moonlight to
shore, Luna's beams tiptoeing gently atop
to join the phosphorescent waterline
(not to wake the slumbering breezes) …

       I listen, sad ...

the gulls and terns laugh at the folly -
a man strains his ageing ears to the song
of the tides that he loves so completely -
the most divine and elegant aria known
and a voice so immortal and pure, that
it will croon on, long after there is naught ...

       left to listen.







~ 1st Place ~  in the "Your Choice (9), Any Form, Any Theme" Poetry Contest, Brian Strand, Judge & Sponsor.

~ 3rd Place ~  in the "2019 Poetry Marathon Mile 7" Poetry Contest, Mark Toney, Judge & Sponsor.

~ 1st Place ~ in the "New Poems Only" Poetry Contest, Emile Pinet, Judge & Sponsor.

~ 2nd Place ~  in the "Voices" Poetry Contest, Silent One, Judge & Sponsor.


Premium Member the essence of soft shadows -

I siphon the twilight ether
    like sweet smoke from apple wood
      I draw its magic IN, (as the kiss of a hookah)
       fill my being with the dewy air -
      let my blood saturate - course
    I breathe ...
the essence of soft shadows …

       I feel your press, still
   you abandoned this realm in tragedy
 but haunt my footprints with a weighty tread -
your substance, my constant counsel
 tenderly binding me, hushed
   I yearn ...
       the essence of soft shadows …

I drown in light, ambient
    suffused with the pulses of life and mortality
      worn like skin, love ever trembles - 
       emerging from its constraints and errors
      to shed brutal but boundless purpose
    I adorn ...
the essence of soft shadows …

         I embrace the heavens
   absorbing the aphotic expanse with my being
 earthbound, I am a diaphanous reflection of luster
the misty, echoing likeness of the cosmos
 born of stardust, breathy and elemental -
   I become ...
       the essence of soft shadows ...

the essence ...

       ... of YOU.







~ 1st Place ~  in the "Completely Your Choice 20, Any Form, Any Theme" Poetry Contest, Brian Strand, Judge & Sponsor.

~ 1st Place ~  in the "Epic Ethereal Editor" Poetry Contest, William Kekaula, Judge & Sponsor.

~ 3rd Place ~  in the "2019 Poetry Marathon Mile 13" Poetry Contest, Mark Toney, Judge & Sponsor.

~ 1st Place ~  in "The Essence Of Soft Shadows" Poetry Contest, John Lawless, Judge & Sponsor.

~ 1st Place ~  in the "Brian's Choice W, Any Form, Any Theme" Poetry Contest, Brian Strand, Judge & Sponsor.

~ 2nd Place ~  in the "Strand Pick 11, Any Theme, Any Form" Poetry Contest, Brian Strand, Judge & Sponsor.

Premium Member Dark Wings

Dance for me now ...

Eyes of polished onyx pierce me like the keen edge
          of a scalpel, deftly wielded ...

The blood of my black heart flowing in and around you,
          warm and welcomed to your wings and wants ...

The aspiration of our spirits - air between us as still as ruin,
          while the world spins outward, ever, a cacophony of color ...

Calm coalescence in a realm of chaos, airborne and harmonious,
          sublime, if only ephemeral - if only once ...

I am your vessel, awaiting, I am your barre, to stretch and strain upon,
          I am the adoration in your hush, and the dark feathers of your plume ...

I am rapt in awe by such immaculate and lithe form, destroyed
          wholly by the feral, flawless grace of your movements ...

I am devoured by the ferocity and exquisite finish of
          your line and flow 'en fouette' ...

It is the anger and complete abandon in your expression
          that at once terrifies me and slays my spirit ...

That brings all that is demoness to your passion, and all
          that is angelic to your erotic ire ...

Spellbound by the dance, I plummet into your shadow,
          and let your black wings surround my delirium ...

An aphotic interplay of souls, a forbidden allurement of
          figures, a carnal and concupiscent 'pas de deux' of fury ...

Dance with me ...

Now.






~ 2nd Place ~  in the "Contest Number 360" Poetry Contest, Brian Strand, Judge & Sponsor.

~ 2nd Place ~  in the "Obsession" Poetry Contest, Silent One, Judge & Sponsor.

( N/A'd on 2/28/20 in the "Free Verse On Love" Poetry Contest )

Premium Member mon cygne noire -

now ...

dance for me …
eyes of polished onyx pierce
me like the keen edge of a scalpel,
deftly wielded ...
the blood of my black
heart flowing in and around you,
warm and welcomed to your
wings and wants ...
the aspiration of our spirits -
charged air between us as still as ruin,
while the world spins outward,
ever a cacophony of color ...
calm coalescence in a
realm of chaos,
airborne and harmonious,
transcendent, if only ephemeral -
if only once ...
I am your vessel, awaiting,
I am your barre,
to stretch and strain upon …
I am the adoration in your hush,
and the dark feathers of your plume ...
I am rapt in awe by
such immaculate and lithe form,
destroyed wholly by the feral,
flawless grace of your
movements ...
I am devoured by the
ferocity and exquisite finish of your
line and flow 'en fouette' ...
it is the anger and
complete abandon in your
expression that at once terrifies me
and slays my sullen spirit -
that brings all that
is demoness to your passion,
and all that is angelic to your erotic ire ...
spellbound by the sway,
I plummet into your soft shadow,
and let your ebon wings
surround my delirium ...
an aphotic interplay of souls, a forbidden
allurement of fierce, fluid figures,
a carnal and concupiscent
'pas-de-deux' of fury -
dance for me ...

now.






~ 2nd Place ~  in the "Contest Number 360" Poetry Contest, Brian Strand, Judge & Sponsor.

~ 2nd Place ~  in the "Obsession" Poetry Contest, Silent One, Judge & Sponsor.

Premium Member mon cygne noire

now ...

dance for me …
eyes of polished onyx
pierce me like the keen edge of
a scalpel, deftly wielded ...
the blood of my black
heart flowing in and around you -
warm and welcomed to your
wings and wants -
the aspiration of our spirits
charged air between us as still as ruin
while the world spins outward
ever a cacophony of color ...
calm coalescence in a realm of chaos
airborne and harmonious
transcendent, if only ephemeral -
if only once ...
I am your vessel, awaiting
I am your barre
to stretch and strain upon …
I am the adoration in your hush
and the dark feathers of your plume ...
I am rapt in awe by
such immaculate and lithe form
destroyed wholly by the
feral, flawless grace of your movements ...
I am devoured by the
ferocity and exquisite finish of your
line and flow 'en fouette' ...
it is the anger and
complete abandon in your expression
that at once terrifies me and
slays my sullen spirit -
that brings all that is demoness to
your passion,  and all that is
angelic to your erotic ire ...
spellbound by sway,
I plummet into your soft shadow
letting your ebon wings surround my delirium ...
an aphotic interplay of souls -
a forbidden allurement of
fierce, fluid figures …
a carnal and concupiscent 'pas-de-deux' …
of fury …
yes - for my purgatory’s sake -
spin … soar … seduce …
and dance for me ...

now.








Copyright © 2018 Gregory Richard Barden

( photographic art by Laura Row taken from public domain files at Flickr / Picasa )


Anthem of Resurrection

Her anthem was silently set on fire,
 the wounds on her back ,
where wings had once carried
the burden of hope aphotic,
as the bleeding had ceased to flow.
 
                 Time has a way of turning fresh
                               lacerations to scar tissue.
 
She carried the weight with the
Grace she was promised;
Sewing  agony into
Bitter flesh.
Dulling  the ache with prayers
To her father,
Hoping a fallen tongue could
Reach the heavens.
 
He had promised her a sacred quest
..yet found her flawed
 
His eyes blackened with his own
shadows , his own burdens,
 impressed themselves on her a stain
...that tore the downy softness from
her.  She walked alone,
and in solitude found rings of fire
wherever her feet touched down
         ... and the charred smell of
                       something once hallowed
her own delicate feathers, scattered ..
those torn from the soft skin of her back
               corrupt with his sins...were set ablaze
 
And as the fire sought cleansing,
             She sought the remedy of a martyr.
Accepting the pyre lain upon her back as a gift,
          She found the resolution to become the
             renewal of the world that she was sent
                           To protect.
                              In the ashes of her span,
                                   Lies the fertile seed of a resurrection.
 
-Katherine Wyatt and James Kelley 2013, All rights reserved.

Premium Member mon cygne noire

now ...

dance for me …
eyes of polished onyx
pierce me like the keen edge of
a scalpel, deftly wielded ...
the blood of my black
heart flowing in and around you -
warm and welcomed to your
wings and wants -
the aspiration of our spirits
charged air between us as still as ruin
while the world spins outward
ever a cacophony of color ...
calm coalescence in a realm of chaos
airborne and harmonious
transcendent, if only ephemeral -
if only once ...
I am your vessel, awaiting
I am your barre
to stretch and strain upon …
I am the adoration in your hush
and the dark feathers of your plume ...
I am rapt in awe by
such immaculate and lithe form
destroyed wholly by the
feral, flawless grace of your movements ...
I am devoured by the
ferocity and exquisite finish of your
line and flow 'en fouette' ...
it is the anger and
complete abandon in your expression
that at once terrifies me and
slays my sullen spirit -
that brings all that is demoness to
your passion, and all that is
angelic to your erotic ire ...
spellbound by sway,
I plummet into your soft shadow
letting your ebon wings surround my delirium ...
an aphotic interplay of souls -
a forbidden allurement of
fierce, fluid figures …
a carnal and concupiscent 'pas-de-deux' …
of fury …
yes - for my purgatory’s sake -
spin … soar … seduce …
and dance for me ...

now.

Saving Grace

Wrath whirled in the air, and satan manoeuvred  around.
Darkness enclosing around, with memories of the past jeering at me.
Pain blistering my heart breaking my being, shattering me
Their laughter ringing in my ears.
Cold wind pricking my skin and loneliness filling my life for years.
My life becoming a curse for me.

Time aviated and with a sudden lurch, so did my life 
Shattered pieces of my heart hitching as love filled me
Light ablazed in this darkness of mine
Making my soul stalwart, like it was never effete
Hope repleted my life like i was never bereaved.
To think, this life would become a paradise for me! 

Like an astral, she flared into my aphotic sky,
Filling my empty life with glee.
What a salvage she was; which no one else could ever be.
A Flicker of hope, invaded in this soul of mine
Florets of love grew in my arid heart.
She infused life in my deceased soul and
Traded my silence with an euphonic rhythm of delight.
She may not be my blood, but, heavens forbid, she is the other half of mine.


I am not deserted, neither is she 
No matter how isolated we are
We shall  still remain the two wings of a queen bee.
My algid heart beats for the ardor of her arms
And my soul is fated to burn at her laughter
For This is what she is-
A miracle in my damned life.

Life is a Song

Life is a song,
incomplete, yet soothing—
lullabies lulling the world to sleep
with its balladic lilt, gently swaying 
to the depths of its nomadic 
syncopation.

Where I can subdue archaic
hieroglyphics in hues of 
rose gold notes, invading my 
tentative aura, glistening upon 
tragic horizons,
for the wandering seekers, 
freely waltzing to arias of the moon,
escaping unsung passages to 
desolate wastelands,

where fiends roam in spite; 
surviving the clusters of 
rain drenched clouds,
draining the life out of 
sunken nocturnes,
lost in cataclysmic paradoxes
overshadowed by waves of  
monotonous soliloquy. 
 
Yet I crave the aphotic harmonies of 
its flesh and bones, 
cocooned in the stillness of 
shadows that align, 
stonewalling the 
world so bent on exposing me—
finding my true element,
inhabiting where life meets its end credits,
resuscitating sentiments long forgotten,
enabling me to breathe.

Premium Member Abc Doodle

**ABC  FUN**

Funny vs' Rude~~
agrestic bugaboo creeps, dandle 
'each-
other', footle  gleeking,
happy, izzat...jillick, kibitz, ludic, 
maffick, nothosonomia, 
osculating, proudly,  quizzing, riant, 
squabash, 
to unstable void, whelm, Xanthippe, 
yodle, zingy. 
*

Dark Death~~
aphotic burnt cardinal debris 
everywhere,  flammeous, 
growing haematic,  igniting, 
jeopardizing, killing, lava, 
madness, numb, 'Oppositional-
Defiant', 
pulse, quantity, 
rage, staged, tempered, under, 
virescent, watch, ***, yield, zero. 
*

Dream a little Dream~~
Accelerator, beating, captivating 
dreaming, eruption, 
fingerprints, ghost haunting, 
invading, 
journey, 
'keebler-keeper', labyrinth, magic, 
nightmare, odyssey, 
path, quarantine, rainbows, snakes, 
'tossing&turnning', 
unconsciously, vertigo, 
'wakening2wetness', x-rated, 
yawning, 
zoomed.   
*

Dedicated and inspired by; Yasmin 
Khan

By;pd
Form: ABC

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