Long Patina Poems
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Charcoal clouds melt from scorched ashen sky,
summer rain floats on drizzling waves.
The seeping spectrum of the setting sun
sparkles on the slant of splash,
drenching my mauve meadow.
From the moistened crack of the dry soil
sprouts a sapling spreading tender leaves to sky,
cradles a cute bud flushed by soft touch of rain,
unfurling the pink petals draped in twilight tinge.
In my rain-soaked desolate pasture I see
the patina of rose with the sheen of your smile,
sprinkling the mélange of rainbow hues.
drenched in sunset glint
leaning leaves dance with raindrops…
lattice of pearls glows
September 18, 2020
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Contest : Writing Challenge -Nature, Four In One
Sponsor : Constance La France
The dazzling dawn lights up my heart,
spreads the spectrum of luminous longing
on my fervent garden blooming with love.
Flowing with the current of your charismatic allure,
my avid ardor sails to the sunrise bay of bliss,
where my love weaves the lilting lattice in your sky.
You fly in the secluded sky I’ve made mine,
the winds of romance never stop to blow
with love from the hued skyline of sensual shine
for the buds of my unfurling heart,
for they “own your signature” fragrant.
The sparkling dawn suffuses my heart’s horizon,
when the sunburst spectral finesse
like “your fingers around my soul”
paints a divine garden blooming with my love,
unfurls the facsimile of your astral florid face.
The eventide sun spreads gold in my garden,
as “you kiss me when the sun sleeps”
I see your beauty blossom
like sapphire stars in my alluring arms.
The pristine patina of glistened iris glows
in your dreamy eyes with the lilting luster of love.
The rose sheen flushes your tender cheeks,
reminds me “I’m a vampire rose”,
but you make me realize my lost love return
with the grandeur of diamond dew.
As you become mine
the rhapsody ripples in the mesmeric meadow
of my halcyon heart,
and I float in the air of euphoria.
Stream gushes on
The rocky terrain
My boat plunges
In the whirlpools’
Spiralling anguish
Attrition perpetuates, time to get on the sail
The savior winsome winds of uplifting solace
Sanctum of stratified darkness freezes within
Time to paint patina of joy on petals of hope
The sky crumbles
On sands of time
Hues of rainbow
Rapture dissolve
I drown in the sea
Of boundless bliss
Enlightened I find
The oneness divine
Illumined between
The supreme & me
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September 23, 2021
Contest : Crossroads
Sponsor : Kim Rodrigues
For Brian Strand's Contest A Strand (1049)
At the brink of my horizon dipped in destiny free
when the new sun arose in spectral color spree,
my lone languid life woke up and promised me,
someday it would sail me across the stormy sea
to the iridescent island of my dream I would be,
where I would absorb the twilight patina in glee,
and drench the soul in stardust glow of ecstasy,
but this would never happen, I couldn’t foresee,
life didn’t keep its promise discounting my plea.
I couldn’t rise from the fallen sky’s dark debris,
with the dusts of despair I find the dreams flee
beyond the last mile of journey, the path I see.
January 11, 2020
Contest : All Yours (Jan 25)
Sponsor : Brian Strand
Submerged in the vast sea of surging crowd
I see a verdant island form within lonesome me
Slicing the sound stratum of cacophony loud
Detached from the anchorage I make me free.
In the pristine pasture of emerald thicket I wander
As the sunburst sky serenades on the still canopy
On the leaves golden rays flash patina of splendor
In the sanctum of silence I float on waves of ecstasy.
In the beguiling breeze the bending boughs sway
Making the magical motifs of kaleidoscopic show
For me the tapestry of euphoria the foliage displays
How long it will be with me or mine I don’t know.
From the cradle of calm copse I’ve a long way to go
Trudging forlorn life across fragile landscape fallow
The grandeur of green in my mind I strive to stow
Create in serene soul a stretch of mesmeric meadow.
As in the twilight hour I walk the last mile weary
I see into the woods my faint footprints take me.
May 23, 2021
Contest : We See What We Want To See
Sponsor : Daniel Turner
Brian Strand's Contest : A Brian Strand Rhyme Me
When the northern wind goes back
to its polar abode,
the glacier strands of cloud fly away
on the arctic wings of winter,
the satin southern winds
compose with the cadence
of velvet breeze an ode
for the sapphire spring.
The humming birds sing
when the dawn’s colors explode
on the dew-drenched meadow,
with the sparkle of diamond splendor,
letting the spring in the amorous air
bloom the beguiled buds of fervor.
While through the sunburst dust
we walk in the sequined dawn,
lighting up the garden’s garnet path,
where the dwindling lines
of floral saplings sway surmounted
in the summer squalls of discontent,
the love-starved flowers wither
with the shriveled essence of my longing.
I feel the poignant crunch
of flowers beneath my feet.
Every step is then an articulation
of my fragile brittle feeling
of the soft collision of yearning
and the wildflowers of my deprivation.
Yet, even if the bruised beauty
gets treaded upon the fallen blossoms
in the storm raged meadow,
I paint their shape-shifted insignia
on the blue canvas of our togetherness.
In the twilight zone they will glisten
with the patina of residual florid rapture
within our opal sanctum inside,
the garden of our real home,
where the flowers will bloom again.
a decayed
unfulfilled dream
of mine
an antique coin
that has oxidized
on both sides
coated
brown and green
as if
dry gangrene
has set in
on a dead tissue
no longer flickering
light
when kissed by the sun
(Yalto)
Patina Poetry Contest/Winner(10th Place)
Sponsored by Anthony Slausen
Date written and posted: 06/30/2018
Merry Christmas time is in sight,
embraced by the frosty December ambiance,
the sun-starved days fade away
in the cauldron of the freezing night.
The leaves of fir trees flash as the stars shine
with the gloss of the gleaming splendor,
in the firmament of our enchanted hearts
shimmers bright the divine light.
The northern wind whispers the winter tune,
mingling with the church bells that toll in solitude.
With the elated children the sleighs slide
on the buried pathway of the meadow white.
The cadence of the carol melody floats
in the air from afar with the heavenly flair,
riding the waves of silent snowflakes,
sparkling in the mesmeric moonlight.
Our minds flitter like the butterfly,
collecting the color and scent of flowers,
fills up the cornucopia to the brim,
we offer Him with our dedicated soul full of joy.
The lighted candles will drive the darkness away,
the star will descend on the Christmas tree,
that will glitter with the patina of happy time,
making our hearts pulsate with the festive rhyme.
_________________
November 30, 2022
Contest : Writing Challenge - Write A Christmas Poem
Sponsored by : Constance La France
"I carry your heart with me (I carry it in my heart)
I am never without it..." E.E. Cummings
The sparkling dawn veneers my heart’s horizon with color,
spreads the sunburst tinges of my timeless yearning,
paints a golden garden blooming with luster of my love,
unfurls the facsimile of your astral floral face I adore.
The patina of radiant rose flushes your cherubic cheeks,
glitters with the grandeur of resplendent pearls of dew,
rhapsody ripples in the mesmeric meadow of my mind,
your heart becomes mine, in the ether of euphoria I float.
In vivacious vale of mind contoured by your charisma,
as I carve an ardent conduit of longing to reach you,
the fervent cloud of my craving melts in a torrent,
makes my love for you a cascading stream I swim.
Flowing with the current of your charismatic allure,
my possessed passion sails to the moonlit bay of bliss,
where your love weaves the lattice of stars in my sky,
in my heart the shine of enchanting sequins I preserve.
A butterfly you float in my garden at sunset,
Amber silents, daylight violets.
From behind the shroud of hesitant mind’s layers
Custom stares.
Through the surging gale flapping your wings’ flair
Love comes here,
Proclaiming the tenet that unveils the truth…
Love is where there is caring faith.
Driven by the divine desire I try to embrace
Loves committed grace.
Time opens the door to providence creating there
A chance we come together,
Until then I build the poetic image of you all the time
Writing this love letter, caressing rhymes,
Composing a classic love poem of beauty prime
For all times.
When time comes I shall ask in voice you haven’t heard…
Shall we write together “letters” and “words”,
That will close the distance between us, I’ll tell you why
O love of love lets us write nigh.
My mind drowned in distress I say don’t you wait,
Come write with me, cavalry so lets elaborate.
The rhythm coveys the cadence of our hearts in spate,
Shall we, yes we will collaborate…
Sailing on the sound of silence you come, I won’t forget
Amber silents, daylight violets.
From the back of my mind that so ardently cares
Custom stares.
While I feel from the patina of the rainbow colors
Love comes here,
I realize when my heart with yours I swathe,
Love is where there is caring faith.
We drown in the seraphic golden dusts that lace
Loves committed grace.
It’s destiny, the will of God, and can’t be ever
A chance we come together.
The muse in me starts as the bell of longing chimes,
Writing this love letter, caressing rhymes,
To resonate with amorous tunes of my passion prime
For all times.
I’ll ask when we turn into romantic bards…
Shall we write together “letters” and “words”.
On the page of togetherness our hearts shall lie,
O love of love lets us write nigh.
We have suffered silently in the hands of fate,
Come write with me, cavalry so lets elaborate.
Let the epic of love the entwined hearts create,
Shall we, yes we will collaborate…
September 5, 2019
Contest : Let Us Collaborate A Love Verse
Sponsor : James Edward Lee Sr.
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