Long Enthral Poems
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Chilly wind blows over white hills
Outside snow falls on windowsills
Life comes to halt o'er frozen lakes
Dazzling the eye are snowy flakes
Woollen caps and coats are worn now
Icicles cling as snow sleds plow
Nippy weather bites the strangers
Translucent ice creates dangers
Eerie the storm that howls about
Raring to go are children out
Below zero degrees they fall
Lights dimmed, bleak conditions for all
Uplifting skis and skates enthral
Eventide blizzard does appall
Slowly snow descends at nightfall.
10.07.2020
At last weave bin released from winter's frigid jaws!
Spring has sidled upon us as delicately as if on kittens' pause!
April hath drenched hour land with life-sustainin' showers,
Two ade inn springin' fourth Mae's myriad of pretty flowers.
Thee robins have returned two serenade me at brake of dawn.
Mournin' due glistens like diamonds on my emerald lawn.
Those pesky dandy-lions ad sparkle with there yellow hew,
Butt, eye'll soon rid my yard of them sew yule never gnu they grew!
Glorious son-flowers salute Sol each mourn as if too say howdy-do!
Flowers nodded too there nay-boors urged by casual winds that blue.
Dainty mournin' glories grace thee path-weigh awl along my fence;
Too-lips, peetoonias end lielacks dispense there vary pleasin' cents.
Guardeners till thee soil two plant unions, carats end pertaters,
End other veggies includin', let-us, beans end beef-stake termaters.
Pleasin' aromas of broilin' stakes waft about from nay-boor's bar-bee-cues.
Folks gether on friends' front porches two sip tee end schmooze.
Birds flit about buildin' nests four there gnu-bournes inn my apple trees;
Ravishin' butterflys sample thee nectar of blooms, a-waftin' on the breeze.
Spring! A time for gnu life, knew beginnin's that doth us awl enthral!
Spring! Thee most delightful season of the year, the most joyful of awl!
Our love still etched in stone, a lasting mark,
In the tapestry of time, through light and dark.
Though years may pass, and seasons may roam,
In the heart of eternity, our love finds its home.
Like ancient carvings on a weathered wall,
In the annals of forever, our love does enthral.
Through life's journey, in the unknown zone,
Our love endures, still etched in stone.
In the echoes of laughter, in the silent night,
Our love's enduring flame, an eternal light.
Though the world may change, and we may roam,
In the book of the cosmos, our love's the cornerstone.
So let time march on, let rivers cease to flow,
Our love remains steadfast, a river's endless glow.
Through the ages, as the universe has grown,
Our love's legacy, forever etched in stone.
Love Laughs
Love laughs at each and all
As with the heart it plays
Entreating you to fall
In subtle succinct ways
The whisper in the ear
That little nothingness
Sly messages unclear
Invade the subconscious
It uses every ruse
In its little book
Leaves you vital clues
Entices you to look
You like what you are seeing
The way it makes you feel
It brings you into being
Even if unreal
You see the sideways glance
You catch the sultry stare
As purposeful as chance
Love laughs and begs you dare
A word seems out of place
Instinctively you trust
You know you should not chase
But then you know you must
You think you’ve seen it all
You think you’re to mature
Yet still it does enthral
You can’t resist the lure
Once you’re on the hook
You bow to each demand
Love laughs at its good luck
Has you, at its command
And there is no escape
Even for the strong
For it, encapsulates
All… for which you long.
Newspapers once were fine, I am convinced.
Since Nixon left the stage to newbie Newsom,
each time I went to open one, I winced.
The policies of Hillary? No chance!
They’ll tell you where her hair is cut and rinsed,
the salsa classes where she goes to dance!
What stock investments will I need to go for,
If Trump gives way, one day, to J.D. Vance?
The papers teach me more about his sofa!
My interest inevitably ebbs.
The suavest slingback and the latest loafer
do not enthral me. Even less, celebs!
Some starlet’s Oscar outfit, voted ‘gruesome’?
What do I care? The same for wifi, webs,
or if some actress has enhanced her bosom.
I
Anchored on a sun filtered shore
Upon rocks which lay the days of yore
In swirling pristine aquas of alluring calm
Let it serenade heal my bruised palm
To chronicle tales of my hearts longings
And memoirs of my gradual bondings
To enthral my thoughts in the expanse of time
Parading on the lowly impasse of my prime
To write poetry ,prose or mystery fiction
Titled love on a mission to submission
For winds of change will unravel the future
And the dust of defeat will cover the past
II
Invulnerable In dens of sublime realms
where embers of hope forever gleams
Sparked moments that never fade nor flicker
Down the coconut groves lining the ocean Vast
Departing the depths of calamity chosen
To savour the dews of my late night hours
And devour not the memorable endeavours
For beauty was with me in those moments
One Inevitably engulfed in avid desires
An adherent of the much awaited messiah
With amalgam of glee and humility
And simple life of truth and sincerity
III
Traversing the blissful cavalcade holds
I contemplate in dissonant folds
Harrowing scenes from the sunset vives
I linger in my skimming crimson skies
Seemingly, my life plied on out worn roads
Embalmed by these hands in worded codes
In tongues of my fore fathers decent
I will lounge in their culture with no lament
Like those who came before me
Who fought oppressors from over the sea
and their legends enshrined in echoing songs
Of "murmurs of pleasures, pains, and wrongs"
IV
Whereon mindful of the lot i ought to do
Arrayed within scenes from over the hue
Gradually with hasty steps into depths unexplored
And withdraws, into chambers of happiness and scenes adored
To let the crest of my turning tossing mind detach from fearful odds
And my blessed struggling kind flee from the twilight of the earthly gods
So my heart and soul finally infuse with the fluidity of my course
Down the avenues of my maturity
Down the patterns of my progress
Down the depths of my humility
Down the tangled maze of my life I confess...
..In swirling moon beams of alluring calm
A faith in doubt amid a battering qualm
Under clouds which housed the days of yore
On this shell and plastic littered shore.
Have you ever been lost in a good book?
Where everything is a heady ordeal?
Ever got that faraway dreamy look?
Where distant lands, dreams and love feels real?
Mystery, romance and faith-filled stories,
Crime, adventures and fairy tale endings,
Jump into them and forget all worries,
Only time to savour those pretendings,
Books are my kryptonite, I love them all,
When I’m feeling down, they lift me up high,
I enjoy fiction, they sure do enthral,
They leave me behind with a well-pleased sigh!
10.05.2021
For Anthony Biaanco's "Your Kryptonite" contest
Mortality is all too brief,
Though yet within, there's sweet relief.
Where fascination craves to be,
As kindred spirits running free.
This zest for life rests deep inside
As hearts and minds together guide.
Emotive reasons to believe,
Imagination to conceive.
A power truly that's divine,
As seasons of the year entwine.
Natures untamed, nature is wild,
Mankind is born as natures child.
To breathe it's atmosphere and share,
This gift of life beyond compare.
With sights and sounds, sweet scents enthral,
This knowledge gained our minds recall.
As elixir it fills our dreams,
Of mans desire, his hope's his schemes.
To gaze in wonder at the sky
Until mankind must say goodbye.
FOR CONTEST.
FINE TUNE THIS COLLABORATION.
Sponsored by LINE GAUTHIER.
7 / 21 / 2019.
Night or day, we’re engaged in play
Joyously heeding our soul’s call
To the rhythm divine, as we sway
Our essence, in time we recall
Rising swiftly after each fall
When with love, we choose to align
Our aura glows and we stand tall
Bliss drenched, under the oneness sign
Upon granting truth right of way
We see God’s light in one and all
Free from desire and fears at bay
Porous heart lowers ego’s wall
Inviting within, a bliss squall
Dewdrops of love for love do pine
Heart feels Holy Spirit enthral
Bliss drenched, under the oneness sign
Upon earth realm, short is our stay
With God’s laws as our protocol
Debts of love owed, with cheer we pay
Sidestepping ego spawned pitfall
Preventing thus, our soul’s downfall
Each breath graced, we see as a sign
That it’s time to fly, not to crawl
Bliss drenched, under the oneness sign
We dwell in silence, thought flow stall
And so with existence entwine
Allowing rapture to snowball
Bliss drenched, under the oneness sign
While I gaze in your eyes, cool cerulean blue,
Sifting night, straining stars through morning’s sweet dew,
I can fathom the depths of empyreal skies,
Angels fluttering by, riding wild butterflies
While I gaze in your eyes, changing, aqua-blue greening,
I’m sucked into chasms, cascading, careening,
And yield to enticements which meekly disarm,
Seeping virtuous beauty, sad sensuous charm
While I gaze in your eyes, bleeding fiery blue
Ever tempting with treasures, with pleasures for two,
Being caught at the core of a blazing sapphire
Possessing, enthralling, aflame with desire
While I gaze in your eyes, misty emeralds, deep green,
Veiling laughter and banter, and echoes between,
Then I dream, so it seems, in whatever the place,
Of your scent, of your breath, of your radiant face
While I gaze in your eyes, at times placidly blue,
Near’ as calm as the weirs in the woods all bedewed,
Forty winks relegate to a shimmering lake,
Gently floating on lilies, while waiting to wake
While I gaze in your eyes, caught engulfed in the greens
And consigning my fate unto verdant ravines,
My reactions, at length, become shyer and shyer
Reminiscent of ravens at risk in the briar
While I gaze in your eyes, restless, hesitant blues
Overwhelming sensations with turbulent hues,
I’m succumbing to waves of a storm battered sea,
Being cast like a plank, never meant to be free
While I gaze in your eyes, shadowed, Midnight Lake green
Glowing hazy with dreams, misty thoughts so serene,
Sudden silence befalls me, a fast sinking stone,
Looming lost in your eyes, I am never alone
While I gaze in your eyes, saddened, lachrymal blue,
Spilling trickles of rain, pearls obscuring your view,
I’ll attend to your anguish and feelings morose,
Lightly kissing your tears, touching, holding you close
While I gaze in your eyes, pulsing infinite green
Of the earth and of heaven and all in between,
It is simple to see that my hands can hold all
Of the treasures I find which so humbly enthral
While I gaze in your eyes, when they’re bountifully blue,
I’m reminded, love’s lightning is granted to few...
While I gaze in your eyes, when they’re blindingly green,
I’m reminded, love’s lightning cannot be foreseen...
Yet I hope... and I wait...