Long Lacustrine Poems
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Over obscure wasteland cloud hovered unmelted,
the desert deprived of tuneful rain languished
until you arrived with the whistling breeze,
the oasis resonated in the ripples of lacustrine symphony.
Cadenced joy cascaded in deranged depression,
in the dwindling dunes fervent flowers bloomed.
In sensuous tune the vibrant sky’s spectrum dissolved,
the harmonic hues of twilight gleamed your grandeur.
For me lost in the desert of desolation,
searching for missing passion in migrant mirage,
within the abandoned channel meandering indolent,
the murmur of your music echoed in yearning flow.
The melodic flight ended with the folding of wings
in the nest of memory weaved with strings of sonata,
ringing the whisper of the departing zephyr,
turning into the sound of music when doves cry.
In bejeweled jade landscape
the topaz terrain rolls
on wondrous waves,
undulating with
the sculpted panorama
of pristine cadence,
entrenches in earthen frame
the sprawling shape
of a serene lake
sublimely sparkling,
the sapphire shining face
looks up
toward the cerulean sky,
entranced.
The southern zephyr
whispers enticing melody
to the rhapsodic ripples
intensely passionate,
spread in seraphic span
of self-centric rhythm,
slide on slithering shadows
of the dancing trees,
lining the contorted contours
of the splashing shore,
adorned.
Malachite lotus leaves
float flamboyant
with pulsating fervor,
the ruby flush of full bloom
makes the collage
of fiery fresco
with fanning feathers
of flaming flamingos,
their ballerina legs wading
the emerald waters
in avian grace,
supple napes swiveling
in charismatic concerto
of aquatic ballet,
surreal.
In the hypnotic gleam
of the setting sun
I watch the lacustrine opera.
1. She Is The Star : I miss my mother so much, she has made me what I’m today
(https://www.poetrysoup.com/poem/she_is_the_star_1206821)
2. Opaque People : I feel sad seeing people opaque under the transparent sky
(https://www.poetrysoup.com/poem/opaque_people_1200607)
3. The Cover Of Moonbeam Lattice : Appreciating the pristine beauty of woman
(https://www.poetrysoup.com/poem/the_cover_of_moonbeam_lattice_1187828)
4. Searching For The Tapestry Of Youth : World events uprooted my family, so I miss my beautiful birthplace, feeling nostalgic
(https://www.poetrysoup.com/poem/searching_the_tapestry_of_youth_1142091)
5. Lacustrine Beauty : Being a nature lover the beauty of a lake at sunset splendor enthralled me
(https://www.poetrysoup.com/poem/searching_the_tapestry_of_youth_1142091)
6. Passion Of An Artist : Landscapes and facescapes fascinate me, prompting me to be a painter
(https://www.poetrysoup.com/poem/passion_of_an_artist_1115603)
7. There Is No Other Way : To fly in life the bird in me surrenders to the graceful sky of God (https://www.poetrysoup.com/poem/there_is_no_other_way_989458)
8. My Winter : Relationships are complex in winters of life, but I believe hope persists to let love live (https://www.poetrysoup.com/poem/there_is_no_other_way_989458)
9. In The Middle Of Frozen Nowhere : Dreams are woven around our children who fly away, but hope survives in frozen memory
(https://www.poetrysoup.com/poem/in_the_middle_of_frozen_nowhere_1188433)
10. The Last Mile : walking the last mile, I look back down the memory lane
(https://www.poetrysoup.com/poem/the_last_mile_1215765)
May 18, 2020
Contest : 10 Poems That Define Me
Sponsor : Line Gauthier
Sprawling aspirant vivacious incandescence,
engraves spectrum of passion on the ashen sky,
spring-saturated spectral exuberance spreads
on my heart’s emerald canvas coming to life.
On the arid cinnamon ground cleaved to the core,
my auburn desolation pervades and creeps in the sly
through the wilted venation of the fallen frail leaves,
with evergreen tunes of hopes riding on their rustle.
The unclosed eyes wept the unseen tears in a torrent,
filled the lacustrine cauldron of fathomless pathos,
forlorn life’s skeletal essence of verdance remained
upright still in the thicket on the mind’s eroded banks.
The cadence of symphony of the fervent zephyr,
floating from the yonder uplifted plateau of yearning,
glided with current of melody on the lilac lagoon heart,
pulsating with the ripples of rhapsody in the bay of bliss.
August 19, 2020
Contest : All Yours (Jan 21)
Sponsor : Brian Strand
In seamless sky up above the wasteland of my wan life,
clumps of cumulus cloud hovered rainless all the while.
In their smoldering shadow a desert spawned in my heart,
and at its fringe in the oasis of yearning you became a lake.
In its tranquil depth you drowned the dregs of my despair,
torrents of fervid joy flowed from you in my depression.
The beguiling breeze made ripples of smile on your face,
where in the moonshine I was reflected in sensory shimmer.
My cerulean sky dissolved in your sensuous azure serenity,
sunburst colors of my dawn painted the panorama of passion,
the hues of my dusk spread emotive spectrum on your visage,
where had the flight of ecstasy taken me, you didn’t know.
The desert wind could never desiccate your lacustrine beauty,
I would unfollow the transient trails of mirage to reach you.
In diaphanous night on arms of your moonlit shore I would lie,
and in your ambrosial essence I would submerge my soul.
June 28, 2020
Contest : Sensuality
Sponsor : Silent One
YOUR LACUSTRINE BEAUTY
In the wasteland the tormented life made me make
The repentance wander in the wild conceding the mistake
The nimbus clouds hovered overhead but I couldn’t take
The rains, they dried making a desert for me in the wake
Until you came, created an oasis where you became a lake.
You made in my deep depression torrents of fluid joy to flow
In your tranquil depths you drowned my deranged sorrow
The breeze on face made ripples of smile in a charming show
Flooded by sunshine my dancing reflection I see on you glow.
In your sensuous serenity you dissolve my somber sky’s blue
I see all the hues of my twilight colors gleam in glory on you
Where the flight of ecstasy takes me then you don’t have clue.
If the drought of distress desiccates your desolate floor dry
My tears would flow to your core to fill you with love, I’d try.
For I don’t want to see the lacustrine beauty you ever lose.
When the squalls of tough times would give my life a shake
I’d sink within your placid water, still as the cosmos, below
Discover the bliss in me your aquatic touch would grow anew
On dreamy nights on the arms of your moonlit shore I’d lie
Drenched, I’d soak you deep within, keep in my heart close.
January 28, 2018.
Contest : Minuanetta.
In bejeweled jade landscape
the topaz terrain rolls relentless
on wondrous waves,
undulating with
the sculpted panorama
of pristine cadence,
entrenches in earthen frame
the sprawling shape
of a serene lake,
sublimely sparkling,
the sapphire shining face
looking up
toward the cerulean sky,
entranced.
The southern zephyr
whispers enticing melody
to the rhapsodic ripples
intensely passionate,
spread in seraphic span
of self-suffusing rhythm,
slide on slithering shadows
of the dancing trees,
lining the contorted contours
of the splashing shore,
adorned.
Malachite lotus leaves
float flamboyant
with pulsating fervor,
the ruby flush of full bloom
makes the collage
of fiery fresco
with fanning feathers
of flaming flamingos,
their ballerina legs wading
the emerald waters
in avian grace,
supple napes swiveling
in charismatic concerto
of aquatic ballet,
surreal.
In the hypnotic gleam
of the setting sun
I watch the lacustrine opera,
captivating.
Up above the wasteland of my lonely life in the seamless sky,
clumps of cumulus rainless clouds weren’t consumed hovering,
spawned a desert in my heart where I saw their arid shadows fly,
and there you became a lake at the core of oasis of my yearning.
In its tranquil depth you drowned all the dregs of my despair,
torrents of fervid joy flowed from you for which I did ever pine.
Ripples of lure danced on your smiling face in the beguiling air,
shaking my sensuous shimmer in the cadence of silver moonshine.
As my satin sky of dreams dissolved in your opulent azure serenity,
sunburst colors painted panorama of passion on canvas of my dawn,
hues of my dusk spread emotive layers on the visage of your beauty,
where had flight of ecstasy taken me, I knew when you were gone.
Desert wind couldn’t desiccate the luster of your lacustrine grace,
to reach you I’d unfollow the illusion of mirage, make my own trail.
In the diaphanous night the course to your moonlit shore I’d trace,
on the enticing flow of your ambrosial essence my soul would sail.
July 29, 2020
Contest : Muse
Sponsor :Regina McIntosh
Dear Budding Poet,
Modern poetry to me is the reflection of the chaos and
declining intolerance of modern times. It expresses the pent-up
emotions writhing in complexity trying to embrace our beautiful lives.
I know you’re a budding poet pining to express yourself and
aspiring to make a mark. My advice to you would
be to listen to your heart and transcribe in your own way what
it says. It’ll become a poem because your heart is the window
on the world through which you perceive the human values taking
intricate shapes, yarns of emotions weaving tapestry of joy
and grief, and the beauty of life designing ecstasy in your mind.
Don't ever close this window. You look out at the pristine
nature and absorb the elegance it frames. You would reach
the realm of exaltation when your mind would swim on
imagination. Let it flow in its own course meandering through
the landscape of your times. Wake up the muse in you and
let it float. You’ll then find formless blocks of words appear
as imagery. You need to use your pen to sculpt from these
the piece of art, your poetry.
Poetry in my life is like a perennial fountain drenching my
parched mind, drowning my sorrow, draining my tears
and satiating me with joy of creation.
My favorite themes : nature, love, emotions, fantasy,
introspection, desire, dream.
My favorite reference sources : www. howmanysyllables.com,
Cliché Finder, Thesaurus, www.rhymezone.com.
Titles of my favorite poems I’ve written (in order of preference) :
Atmospheric Pressure, Your Lacustrine Beauty, Through
The Opaque Night, Flowing Silence, As I was Walking In The Snow,
Searching You, Sign of Times, Kite Flies Away From Concrete
Jungle, Opening The Mind’s Petals, Embrace of Quietus.
My literary background : I’m an Earth Scientist having a doctorate
degree, published many scientific papers , received national
awards for research. My parents who were teachers of
literature infused in me the love for poetry. I started writing poetry
from high school days, published 4 books of poems.
Suggestion for book title : “The making of a poet”,
“Poems in search of a poet”.
May, 23, 2018.
In pristine jade topography
terrain rolls up and down...
panorama of silent cadence,
on its entrenched cradle
shaped for a serene lake…
sublimely supine,
sapphire crystal face looks up
toward the cerulean sky…
silky span vast.
The gliding southern zephyr
whispers enticing melody
to the dancing ripples…
intensely passionate,
sliding on slithering shadows of trees
lining the contours of lapping shore…
alluringly reclined.
The wavering lotus leaves float
on rhythm of pulsating fervor,
the full bloom scarlet flush
makes collage of fiery tapestry
with feathers of flaming flamingos,
their ballerina legs wading
emerald waters in avian grace,
their supple napes swiveling
in arty show of aquatic ballet.
In hypnotic gleam of the setting sun
I watch the lacustrine opera…
silently enthralled.
April 5, 2019