Long Breezy Poems
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Simple treasures enshrine the heart
bestowing a glee pure with delight;
goodies wrapped in foil thrill the orphans
on a breezy night, sweet lyrics glow…
Merry the friendship when long talks bind
enchanting hours of sweet reveries,
as cheers are shared with honeyed tea
while neighbors join to say hello…
We flock ‘round Grandma’s homemade pies
Then offer tidings for everyone;
beneath a pine’s star glazed by joy
with gift of thanks for blessings’ grace…
Along the blue of bluest night
prayers spill for world unity
when gratitude finds the loving,
the yearning of tender spirits
a promise where kindness resides.
Random Acts Of Kindness Contest: Debbie Guzzi
Resubmitted 2/12/2017
Free will flings
Set happy face;
Sober knowing
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Not East or West
But a smart swirl;
Love now delights
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Bright movement stirs
Fancy strays;
Sparkling surprise
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Look then today
Feel breezy play;
Touch now dawning
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Come let us go
Touch a new day;
Let desire spawn
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Little red-dot
Wear a golden smile;
A landmark 50!
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August nine,
How time has flown;
This grand jubilee
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Cheer funds the way
All through these years;
Journey passage
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We try
Our best;
Live bright fest
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Let us go
Now you and I;
Seek our sure sighs
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Pulse now streams
Joy frames fond dreams;
Soar feisty theme
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Leon Enriquez
10 August 2015
Singapore
“When I felt lonely and betrayed, God’s words, ‘Do not fear, for I am with you; do not be dismayed, for I am your God’ fell into my ears as a soothing zephyr” By Poet
Night fades away slow and steady,
As the sun makes his triumphant entry.
Zephyr wind comes to caress me,
Mischievously tangling my hair.
I feel her breath upon my whole body,
On my cheeks, in my hair and on my face.
She comes like a magical genie,
Somewhere from a hidden covert.
She comes on unfurled feathery wings.
Her arrival gives such a calming feel.
Sometimes she blows with wild abandon.
With no physical form, she is an invisible spirit,
An unshackled flow of current.
If we try to harness her,
She will slip out of control.
She is subtle with power.
All I can feel is her soft touch,
And all I hear is her soft susurration
As she passes along vales and dales.
She dances among the leaves of trees
Sings to flowers, beasts and birds
Makes them pulsate with life
Gives them their resonant song
She curls the still waters into silvery folds
Croft and fields await her presence
She makes the hot day sweet and balmy
She is warmly welcomed in scorched lands
But she won’t stay long to cheer our frayed nerves
She seems to belong to the gypsy tribe,
Never pitching her tent in a place to belong.
From far I hear the fluting song of reeds,
Suggesting she has withdrawn from my presence.
She is like the spirit of liberty, wild and free.
None can fetter her with a rope or string.
Oh Zephyr, so breezy, lovely and cool
Of all the winds, I love you the most.
the beach’ll be a blast
of sand and surf
relax,
of surf and sun
enhance.
the ebb and flow,
a slow
down swish
of flow and romance.
the embrace
of salty air,
that we share,
and seaside beat
of gulls and feet.
a splash
of feet and hands
forming castles
that retreat,
with each push and pull
of the seashell
adorning,
ocean core.
a retreat,
seaside beat,
hot in sun,
a breezy-beachy blast
of romance,
complete with clinking
hurricane glass.
paradise of piña coladas
and sunny smiles
under attentive palms.
back in the sea,
the swish of waterfalls -
plenteous and frothing.
marvelous
enchantment
of vertiginous
waves pulling
me away
from the shore…
5/2/2022
The world so breezy
Everything seems so creepy
Hiding in the corners of fear
Lose attitude and pride with tears
All the beautiful dreams we had at night
what's the point since you never will fight
Pain builds mountain inside of me, all I see is blood
Screaming shouting og endless echos behind a flood
We all know that everything has gone wrong
I can not even explain with a poem or a sad song
Stop the carousel it makes me sick and strange
Our beautiful nature in negative change
12.08.2017
- Sun :) - A-L Andresen :)
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- Thoughts after reading: Ravi Sathasivam - Poem: "Global warming" -
Repackaged and Ecstatic
Reborn here now without baggage
My spirit is light and carefree
I come completely repackaged
Wrapped in love and tranquility.
Life is breezy I dance anew
Reborn here now without baggage
It’s astounding what God can do
He has turned tragic to magic.
A light shone upon my damage
A voice whispered unto my heart
Reborn here now without baggage
I have God’s gift of a fresh start.
Noble dawn, newfound path I walk
My replacement soul’s ecstatic
In praise of our dear Lord I talk
Reborn here now without baggage.
9th October 2021
It’s a beautiful day
I went to Braum’s with some of my friends
Talked for a while
And laughed, joked about some silly things
It was so fun
We sat in the car
Looking over something that you did
That I had found so funny
I was sitting there with the banana split in my hand
And a spoon on the other
Having a good old time
The sun was shining outside
The cool, breezy air blowing inside my window
Time stood still
Me thinking of you
I raise my face to catch the wind
What a lovely day
A lazy spring day
Almost feels like summer
I can stay here forever
And freeze this moment
So funny the things we said and done
Ha everything is going to be like this from now on
I am going to freeze it
And enjoying it
‘cause in these moments I am thinking of you
Ancient Greek and Roman Epigrams
Stranger, rest your weary legs beneath the elms;
hear how coolly the breeze murmurs through their branches;
then take a bracing draught from the mountain-fed fountain;
for this is welcome shade from the burning sun.
—Anyte, loose translation/interpretation by Michael R. Burch
Here I stand, Hermes, in the crossroads
by the windswept elms near the breezy beach,
providing rest to sunburned travelers,
and cold and brisk is my fountain’s abundance.
—Anyte, loose translation/interpretation by Michael R. Burch
Sit here, quietly shaded by the luxuriant foliage,
and drink cool water from the sprightly spring,
so that your weary breast, panting with summer’s labors,
may take rest from the blazing sun.
—Anyte, loose translation/interpretation by Michael R. Burch
This is the grove of Cypris,
for it is fair for her to look out over the land to the bright deep,
that she may make the sailors’ voyages happy,
as the sea trembles, observing her brilliant image.
—Anyte, loose translation/interpretation by Michael R. Burch
There is nothing sweeter than love.
All other delights are secondary.
Thus, I spit out even honey.
This is what Gnossis says:
Whom Aphrodite does not love,
Is bereft of her roses.
—Nossis, loose translation/interpretation by Michael R. Burch
Most revered Hera, the oft-descending from heaven,
behold your Lacinian shrine fragrant with incense
and receive the linen robe your noble child Nossis,
daughter of Theophilis and Cleocha, has woven for you.
—Nossis, loose translation/interpretation by Michael R. Burch
Stranger, if you sail to Mitylene, my homeland of beautiful dances,
to indulge in the most exquisite graces of Sappho,
remember I also was loved by the Muses, who bore me and reared me there.
My name, never forget it!, is Nossis. Now go!
—Nossis, loose translation/interpretation by Michael R. Burch
Pass me with ringing laughter, then award me
a friendly word: I am Rinthon, scion of Syracuse,
a small nightingale of the Muses; from their tragedies
I was able to pluck an ivy, unique, for my own use.
—Nossis, loose translation/interpretation by Michael R. Burch
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I come to percolate like coffee on your brain
Trying to regulate your state
Of mind to think things through before your fall off the cliff for running out of time,
I steep like tea on a breezy morning cooling down with the wind, I roll through your thoughts like a steam roller on hot asphalt, squashing negativity for you to unwind,
I carry the weight of your world on my shoulders,
I tranquilize my anger, it's the weight crushing my soul structure, I am the radiation from the sun traveling faster than physics can explain, I filter through your words so that you can speak again,
When your lungs collapse from so much toxic rhetoric putting you down, I'll be the vaccine to rid you of dirty illnesses product of society's work,
No police can regulate your actions, when you're all about passionate acts of true heartily compassion,
I am the latest garment for your soul, I'm the latest pair of shoes to keep on trailing to get you safely home,
When my cellular structure stops brewing my unique substance to allow me to teach you to love, keep spreading out like roses on a garden thanks to Mother Nature and bees kissing your every petal.
Winter moon
In the silent sky
Takes me to a
World beyond ecstasy
My heart becomes breezy
Thoughts desert
Imagination stops
And I am lost
Mellowness takes over
Moments aspire
To absorb the bliss
Beyond perception
I get merged
With the unknown
Sublime, chaste,
And majestic
Nature is calm and full
With subdued passion
speaking through poise
and divine introversion