Long Kaleidoscopic Poems
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The dainty day dawns on the sunburst flaming sky
The flotilla of golden wispy cloud glides slowly by
The spectrum of color on the azure sea they pour
Silver-lined swelling waves spill pearls on the shore.
Down the jade valley leaps the sparkling stream
Sculpts the rock ridge and serenades in daydream
Waltzing water ripples on polished pebbles rolling
Listens to the luring music of verdant plains calling.
The seasons revolve in kaleidoscopic sublime spell
Swathed with mesmeric charm of nature unparallel
The ember of autumn falls rustling on the meadow
From the winter frost buds bloom with surreal glow.
The sun in cyan sky shines on emerald forest canopy
Light and shade strips entwine the whispering trees
Night drizzles silently sprinkling stardust on thicket
Fireflies twinkle with the rhythmic chirp of cricket.
My spirit sails allured seeing nature’s spectacular show
In the supernal stream of joy enthralled emotions flow
The essence of the scenic gift of the creator I capture
Find it interlaced with the lattice of tapestry of nature.
June fever rises, rolls on the tide of Spring
Kaleidoscopic landscape overtaken flows
Sunlight reveals colors tranquil undergrowth
Imagination grows, open to interpretation
Streaming quietly downstream in morning meandering
Fills up with joy, calendars engagements, holidays at play
Flowers along the hillside bloom
Lift skyward soon on carpeted green grasses
Landscaped with you in mind
Narrow portals, corridors of time include intrusions
Beauty rises in that sacred slower moment
In no hurry, no place to go
The sun comes up, erases every memory of Winter
Eye sensations coronations pretty
Shows off the lovely skin of pink
Dresses of pale petals thin begin
Worn fashionably only in this season
Bursting with enthusiasm on grasses green
That which light penetrates so gladly
The dark stem, like life, is what you make of it in May
June is yellow, happy, golden fringes sing
Radiate with light as birds take flight
This is the time to drink in rain droplets from the leaf
Speak to your flowers gently
They are only here for a while
In Spring, bring plenty of blankets for a picnic
Warmth is precious
Don't step on flowers
Sip wine instead
Eat sliced French bread with jam
Enjoy the wonders carpeted on the grass
An open umbrella would be nice
To shade the sun
To sit and watch the show begin
Soft rain comes clinging on the leaf
A refreshing mist rolls in
No need for speaking
June flowers say everything
Reality kissed in secret on a whisper
I look around and see the harmony, that survives around me.
Like a scale of justice which maintains a fine balance.
Who are we, in the grand scheme of things,
As to what should or should not be.
For we play no part in nature's scheme of things
For in nature, all is pristine and wears no mask.
In all of it's beauty, not a penny is asked.
It's open, and free for all to admire.
It is as if someone waved a magic wand,
Delivering beauty mile after mile.
Where life and death hold constant beauty,
Complimenting each and every stage.
A kaleidoscopic wonder, enduring all seasons.
.Nature will continue to flourish,
It's balance maintained.
I travel to this forest as if in a trance,
My journey begins here, my heart pulsates to
The mellifluous koel cooing most melodious sonata,
Serenade me to a tranquil tangerine reverie.
There are majestic tall trees, and there are shrubs and bushes...
Composed and demure,
In the faraway forest of my starry effervescent dreams.
With lavender yearnings the tall trees spread their branches,
Aspiring to reach the vermillion sky,
Shrubs and bushes, humbled and unnoticed, emanate saffron imagination
Sprinkling lilac dreams on my musing eyes.
I smell the misty breeze rippling from birds’ wings,
Hear a chartreuse waterfalls falling on coral rocks, mystifying my existence.
Gentle strokes of raindrops create a magical cadence of rhapsody,
My dreams spread their wings in kaleidoscopic neon horizon...
three incisor teeth burst through fresh flesh...
opaque as pearls, strong as love, precious
beautiful baby babbles assertively
mesmerized by mishmash sounds
that her astounding mouth can make
prose poetry in its practice
as canines erupt, she moans from the ache
teeter-tottering restless to repress pain
speedily advancing in substantial strength
distracted by oblivious destructiveness
a significant stepping stone approaches
as a capable kindergarten adult
she wiggles loose her first baby tooth
receives a rich reward from a fantasy fairy
more teeth disappear like pressed piano keys
then return acutely out of tune
braces displace awkward half grins
an investment of finances and adolescence
unstoppable with seducing sweets
she sneaks cuddly candy under covers
falling asleep with sugar plum dreams
not counting a few costly cavities
free-spirited, experimental teen
meets Christina on the street
samples compelling quartz crystal
returns for seconds, as someone else disguised
mesmerized by mishmash sounds
that her astounding mouth can make
speedily advancing in substantial strength
she lucently levitates to a loftier place
a magnificent mind babbles assertively
sweeping the streets of pixie dust
no need to eat or sleep
like a firefly in heat, she dances frantically
teeter-tottering restless to repress pain
distracted by oblivious destructiveness
she visualizes voices that vivify the way
to the day's salacious survival guide
prismic vision's shimmers no longer satisfy
cotton candy granules' sweetness subsides
coming down from kaleidoscopic clouds
half-awake, she moans from the ache
shrill shrieks portray poetry's unspoken pain
death's drab projection is her heartless reflection
hocking heirlooms to trade for a transient thrill
a despondent inhabitant of tragedy
creepy crawlers invade every inch of skin
her thin figure balances a skull's shadow
irretrievable, ill-treated teeth crumble
like the city's plundered storefront windows
filthy, for granted, forlorn, fast-fading
...three feeble canine teeth remain
10-8-2023
The undreaming eyes close
The veiled vision darkens
Like the twilight sky smeared by the drizzle of night
From the realm of stars on the kaleidoscopic panorama
That floats like butterfly so close yet so far
As the glimmering motif of astral existence
Giving at each passing moment
Your life a sense of purpose and faith
Your mind carries to people in need
Their visionless eyes don’t see.
The drowsy eyes close
The distant dreams appear
Like flowers blooming from unfurled buds
Make a bouquet of colored expectations
Not yet withered in the grip of harsh reality
Designs the tapestry of crafted existence
That glows in the lingering light of hope
Your mind transmits to people in the dark
Their unclosed eyes don’t see.
The still eyes close
The time stops to flow
Like a river frozen in the winter of your life
Where the melded past and future slide together
Away from the present congealed as stilled moments
Waiting for the time to melt and flow again
From the chromatic horizon of new dawn of your life
When your closed eyes would open
You will see people near in the sunshine
Their arms stretched to embrace you.
If ever you open your eyes.
Written : April 15, 2018
January 31, 2020
Contest : Strand Choice 11, Any Form, Any Theme
Sponsor : Brian Strand
Stare all over, O World, you scarcely utter.
Bear stalwart angels to arise over the air tugger.
Odoriferous water may abscond the realm of prosily.
Such as the Goddess of Heaven perpetrates an odyssey,
Please, Lord, I pray you are aware of my plea heed.
The blunder I committed thwarts a significant need.
My wickedness is crucial to fade as it's such a bigwig.
I aspire that everyone will stay ready for the callow sprig.
My trudge to the palatial gateway has formally begun.
I'm embedded in the exacerbated curse greaten.
We embody no faith in eliciting heavenly mercy.
And will do it as soon as I can from a gallows tree.
My mighty task was a cipher accredited to splendor.
Plus, the angels yielded me their smoldering ember.
They allotted me munificently for their rare care, too.
Failed my mystical prowess to beckon them, they mellow.
Below kaleidoscopic bulwarks or in a raving creek,
In bosom nirvana, we withdrew the draughty bleak.
I earned a lasting bliss than one could dream.
And I willingly sieve to share my peaceful stream.
Written: December 15, 2021
A STRAND (DEC 26) Poetry Contest
Sponsored by: Brian Strand
In my poetic garden, where petals breathe with light - I feel evergreen.
Among ruby roses I see butterflies take flight - I feel evergreen.
Roaming under the influence of jasmine and honeysuckle perfume,
Edenic whispers weave tales of passions that excite - I feel evergreen.
In the fragility of flowers I yearn for my gold orchid amore,
who's eyes like stars, guide me in the darkness of midnight - I feel evergreen.
In her sepal support embrace, I find peace resting upon her blossoms,
like a bee in her flowered nectar tasting delight - I feel evergreen.
Her tender satin skin enchants my senses into drunken breathless sighs,
in each kaleidoscopic floret her soul shines bright - I feel evergreen.
Just like the sapphire moon I bow to her delicate dahlia distinction,
my soul shines when her loving caress is like moonlight - I feel evergreen.
I ask the breeze to carry her to the realms of my tranquil oasis,
so I can dance in the glory of her serene sight - to feel evergreen.
I know greedy gardeners are envious of my most beautiful bloom,
but they do not know how to evolve her seeds upright - to feel evergreen.
Before the tests of time become my nemesis like the serpent with Eve,
flourish strong my beloved like the sun at daylight - to feel evergreen.
In the hope of an eternal vineyard where our sacred love never wilts,
I'll protect you like thorns against predators at night - to feel evergreen.
Forever remain within the boundaries where our hearts beat together,
a perennial symphony where twin flames ignite - to feel evergreen.
Seasons like emotions fade away.
Where poisonous rain once
blistered susceptible surfaces,
sapphire skies showcase saffron sun,
silently soothing somber scars.
Yesterday was a vacant colouring book.
Today is a kaleidoscopic of colours,
illuminating every blank page.
Rainbow rivers stream through veins,
as eyes paint positive portraits.
Pen flows like exotic fruit juices,
blending sweet smoothies.
Essence of fruit salad zest,
liberates from a coconut mind.
Psychedelic pineapple heart,
nurtures mango soul's serenity.
Sentimental sun rays embrace,
soaking warmth deep inside.
Happiness is tranquil like a
pleasant fresh ocean breeze.
Silent One
2 February 2018
“The rays of setting sun design the unframed dreams
in life’s kaleidoscopic snapshot.” – by Poet
The revolving wheel of the ceaseless time
rotates the contrived kaleidoscope of life,
the riveting patterns change persistently
in the mélange of motif enmeshing the mind.
The chameleon colors transform transiently
the visage of mind’s varied landscape
into the ashen essence of burnt forlornness,
or the beguiled feeling of emerald exuberance.
The dispersed dreams drifting away to the past,
float on the cascade of fantasy stream,
meandering on the topography of the present,
carved out of the bedrock of ebullience.
My emotion replicates the wings of butterflies,
fluttering on the ripples of blissful breeze,
and before they all waft away to obscurity,
form for me a flying formation of fulfillment.
I take my lonesome journey with hope
across the greening wasteland of despair,
or along the glittering garden path,
lined with blooming saplings of bursting colors.
I then perceive my closed mind unfurl,
unveiling the receptive canvas of sensuality,
painted with shifting colors of sublime beauty of being,
creating the kaleidoscopic collage of euphoria.
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March 11, 2023
Theme chosen : Kaleidoscopic
Contest :Writing Challenge - "K" Words
Sponsored by : Constance La France
For A Brian Strand Premiere No 1215 Contest