Long Soothing Poems
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When endless winter storms turn your mood cold
When weary sun-less days test rugged men
When icy winds howl round you fearsome bold
When power's down, you shiver in your den
Then optimists rush in with soothing words
The fools! They say your blessings you should count
They're happy while they tell you what to do
They preach, they leave -- your troubles only mount
Well, you'll hit back at them when summer comes
When THEIR a/c gets old and then breaks down
While they are melting, drink some ice-cold rum
Then tell them, 'Better pack up and leave town...'
But you won't do that; you are much too kind
To share with them that dark place in your mind
'Sonnet - Lite'
Iambic Pentameter
Alarmed with daily hustle-bustle sounds...
How can my counselor’s heart
and social worker’s mind
escape being affected?
Disturbing and confusing
are eerie grumblings
verily discernible to the ears
aftermath a lover’s quarrel…
Oppressively afflicting
are loathsome murmurings
absolutely hurting
manifested by rebellious sobs of the young…
Never to be ignored
are the agitated and restless
enthusiastic mirth screams from special children
persevering to behave but cannot control themselves…
With such exposure…
I ceaselessly yearn for soothing relief
reverberating tranquility of hope and faith
blissfully ecstatic, yet serenely pleasurable…
Meanwhile, vanquishing skepticism mockery that echoes doubts
I seek communion with the Sovereign
Who listens to me
understanding my heart… just as I am.
In the presence of my Saviour, Jesus Christ*
I’m secured with joy’s certainty
Definitely my haven of rest
Though temporal in my earthly abode.
*Romans 5:1 Therefore being justified by faith, we have peace with God through our Lord Jesus Christ.
September 1, 2019
2nd place; "Silence (Without Using Synonyms of Silence in the Poem Text)" Poetry Contest; sponsored by Silent One; judged on 9/5/2019.
Mankind in all his stupidity and greed is slowly destroying our beautiful earth, the warnings are there but he chooses to ignore them.
Quote by poet.
I sat down under the cool shade of some weeping willow trees,
a babbling brook flowed nearby and was so soothing to hear.
I felt totally relaxed then I fell asleep and started to dream.
So, I asked the trees a question why is it that you all weep?
one said" We weep because of the way man treats mother earth,
he cuts down her forests because of greed causing climate change,
he dumps rubbish in her great oceans and is killing all her wildlife,
and causes great conflicts because others don't share his views.
So, you see my friend we don't have much to be happy about".
A plane flying overhead finally woke me up from my deep sleep.
It troubled me what I'd dreamt and as I walked away, I wept with them.
Bluebells and bluebonnets sprinkled against the horizon
Azure sky smiles, streaks of turquoise and light blue
Delighting each other as they race in and out of the
Remnants of what is left of the bluest meadow,
The sky winks, knowing she will be changing into
Nightfall quickly. Travelling to a new place to blue up
The oceans, and show her full loveliness. Seeping into dreams.
Showing her lakes and ice floats her true color.
Some are calmed by her, which is why God selected her
To be the day sky. Some of the angels had argued for pink
But the ones who were tired of that color won the argument.
Blue polka dotted dresses, navy blue suits, blue, the boy's color.
Glorious, wonderful, soothing, powdery, pleasurable blue.
No painting is complete without her. No outfit either; dress her up
Or wear her in jeans, she is in style, and comfortable in her own skin
No matter what. Chosen by God, was blue, after all.
Raindrops falling, creating afresh
Beautiful moments to be treasured
With a gentle caress, each bead cascades
Capturing the blessing of the fragrant rain
~
Raindrops whispering against the earth
Touching the flowers with soothing hope
For a tomorrow filled with a nurturing joy
Compassion that thrills the spirit’s core
~
Raindrops falling, pounding the dirt
Sighing to the world of sweet promises
To bring renewal and replenishment
Rebirth to a tired and thirsty country
~
Raindrops caressing the pasture and lawn
Creating clean, new colors from the dusty past
With fulfilling and whimsical gentleness
Calming the heat dried earth with fresh faith
~
Raindrops falling, sending us the blessing
Knowing our hearts need this sense of pleasure
Only found within the light pulsation of droplets
Meant to bring nourishment to a worn world
~
Raindrops echo across the emerald ridges
Sustaining the planet with a mysterious glance
Into the kindness that comes from above
Compassion vowing to bring abundant miracles
~
Raindrops falling, gestures reaching down to us
God’s creation ~ filled with wisdom and withstanding
All the forces of nature that surround and encourage
Reflecting all that is good, glorious and gratifying!
my senses intoxicated
aromatic airborne invasion
nothing gentle, subtle
or delicate about it
refreshingly fragrant
lovely and heavenly
a wild assault of sweetness
fresh and floral delight
overpowering and seductive
enticing and tempting
exotic and tantalizing
inebriatedly divine
hark strong, rich and familiar
savory, soothing and comforting
warm, lingering yet elusive,
musky and delectable intensity
drifting in and out of an exquisite
spiritual journey of fragrances
AP: Honorable Mention 2020
Submitted on August 19, 2018 for LATE AUGUST STANDARD CONTEST sponsored by BRIAN STRAND - RANKED 1ST
My life faced tormenting time with future at stake,
writhed in the crushing clutch of stifling suffering,
my bequeathed heart splintered and bled in yearning ache,
no soothing arms I found reach out to me to cling.
In rough sea my boat sank in storm of agony,
for shelter I tried to swim to shore not in sight,
the inner voice told me to get detached and see
the rays of hope like the sun after the dark night.
From my heart a butterfly flew on latticed wings,
in rippling air it flittered on trail of sun ray
to the vale of rose blooming with sparkle of spring
under azure sky opening from gloom of grey.
I sensed sublime serenity suffuse my core,
my soul opened divine petals in deep abyss,
tranquility like summer rain began to pour
in my calm mind with surreal shower of bliss.
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December 11, 2021
Syllable count checked on HMS
Contest :"A" Forms, New Poems
Sponsor : Constance La France
Fragile flower, buttercup
Swaying to and fro, dancing like
Inspiration, swallowing up the dark
With its rhythm, gentle and soft
Caressing the breathless moments
With hope, kindness and grace
Feelings that remind the spirit to hope
For the whisper of love’s embrace
Delicate petals, buttercup
Blowing in the wind, softly rocking
Filling the heart with beautiful,
Convincing the soul to believe in the end,
Swinging silent, soothing the dreams
Awakening the promises within,
Who reveal the music, the invincible story –
Hesitating to breath hues of praise
Gentle stems, buttercup
Milky blonde rumors reflecting
The brilliance of a fantasy, stirring
Up laughter inside the smile,
Remembering to twirl through the
Sweet by and by, waltzing like
The guarantee that love is alive,
Pouring out its benefits on those who
Believe and open hearts to receive
Frail flower, peaceful and kind
Erasing the doubts, the fears and tears
Releasing the music, in rhythms of faith
Soaring like the moon in the darkest
Skies, where glistening wet dew
Drizzles through space, accompanied by
Starlight, dustings of the light
Trembling with life, expressing
The joy found beyond the sunrise,
Through the summer, into the autumn
Where our dreams blend with prayers
For everlasting – eternity – always…
Breathing through the concepts, the cares
Into the lasting promise, the soundless
Waves of serenity healing hearts,
Protecting yearnings and stirring souls to feel
The melody of God’s best blessings,
His presence…
Lasting throughout the forever
Where smiles and pleasure result in satisfaction
That only comes to those who know
The soul is more beautiful, more sure, more
Because He is with us, beyond the sigh of death,
Into the eternal where we can rest in the knowledge
That, wherever He is – that is where there is hope
Faith and love, more joy than I’ve ever known,
The peace that is eternal… the peace the touches
Those who believe…
Like that beautiful buttercup, shedding its petals –
Peeling away the past, discarding its robe,
Silencing the spectral pose
There is hope beyond this world, hope that can see…
He is everything the soul will ever need!
I took a trip down memory Lane;
My soul teleported to higher plane.
I was lost in reveries;
I found an angel that lives in my memories,
Lost but found in the field of ferns.
A diamond amidst the waving field of ferns.
Behold the enchantress!
As majestic as an empress.
Her countenance radiates love,
Her eyes like that of a dove,
Her smiles illuminate the soul,
She reigns without control,
She lives in my memories;
Forever in my memories.
When she utters my name;
My heart get wrapped in flame,
Her soothing words subdue my anxiety,
Thanks to her comforting quality.
Her words enchants my soul,
And triggers the feeling in my soul.
Behold the enchantress!
Born with loaded sweetness.
Indeed, she stuns.
Each sand shimmering in the sun
Is a precious moment shared together,
Basking in the sun forever.
Dedicated to Nelson Sandra
Thank you very much
For having such a heart,
such a blooming heart,
such a bleeding heart,
and guiding and guarding
that child from them,
from that pack of wolves.
A decade ago, it happened,
and it happened for a decade.
Occasionally, instantly and
insistently, they released
Montague – Capulet grudge,
they trudged generationally,
on him, that trembling lamb.
They used his bed as their stag
to keep their pet pig –
mud bathing pig,
yet you saved him from wallowing
in that mud-spread, stenchy bed.
A decade ago, it happened,
and it happened for a decade.
Their mammoth-like wrongs
flew so soft as bird feathers,
yet his chin-tip-size mistakes
blew like king-size gas balloons.
A decade ago, it happened
and it happened for a decade.
Harbouring grudge on none,
you did shield him, as a boulder,
and trained him to face threats
without harbouring grudge on none.
A decade ago, it happened
and it happened for a decade.
Thank you for being
such a beacon, such a guru,
guarding him and guiding him
to live as a man with no grudge,
yet with love,
oozing – soothing love.
Submitted to Silent One’s “Catharsis Poetry Poetry Contest” on Dec. 7, 2020