Long Spreading Poems

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Summers Evening Silhouette

Banks of fading sunset silhouette stood silently beyond, 
Stretching a great bronze bundle of clouds over the sand, 
An illuminating vociferous formation of wrinkled band, 
Finding the timeline skies to cross bridges over land.

And the Ocean last look at summers evening silhouette, 
Frame picturesque refine portrait folding calm ripple waves 
In our bemoan eyes, daylight closes with resolute regret, 
And night shadows edges nearer the contrasted entrances.

Sunset captures our vivid imagination and warmly intercept, 
The spectrum ranges of violet rays in one beautiful breath. 
When the sun drops below the horizon, the vibrant mix erupt 
Euphoric display of unadulterated shades in theatrical myth. 

The presence of cosmic moon spreading those lavish colors, 
In twilight sky painted silhouette, reflects droplets drawing 
Drama, by low hues and views, in latitudes and moist flavors, 
Ambiance air scattering dust over the Rockies cast evening. 

Memorable atmosphere translates into Hawaiian postcards, 
Before the gently falling rain usher in the shallow storm, 
A moment of darkness lies here and in between other worlds, 
But nothing can take away sunset sequence of perfection.


Premium Member Crazy Profound 10

Seek sensuous shores
Clever cheer charms
Mindset moves more
Deft deed disarms


Precious plays ply
Sigh spreading sigh
Highs hurling highs
Play plunders pry


Dizzy daze dies
Deed describes dance
Sounds sizzle sighs
Crispy cash chance


Live lovely lines
Sensuous sighs speak
Dare deeper dine
Preach profound peak


Mind motive maze
Lift laughter loud
Halt hazy haze
Play petty proud


Pronounce prime play
Be beyond bore
Stay smiling sway
Meet many more


Walk wonder's way 
See sensuous sights
Dare delights day
Live laughter's light


Cheer's crystal call
Fills flooding feel
Gloom grooms grand gall
Happy hope heals


Heap hidden hopes
Let love linger
Calm cheer can cope
Touch true trigger


Time tramples trade
Being bears blood
Gracious gifts grade
Free fickle flood


Now neither nor
Lift lovely lines
Sense soul's speed soar
Delve deep divine


Lovely lines look
Simple stuff said
Browse busy book
Prompt promise paid


Leon Enriquez
26 Mar 2014
Singapore

Superior Knowledge

The world is a lave a pallet of creation
Looking into space, a futile distraction 
The earth is in space and all it represents 
Looking upward wondering ignoring the obvious 
The pattern of nature the key to life 
Everything in nature release us from strife 
From wondering mind, from wondering soul 
Pillar too pillar young and old 
Some think of it as architecture, some confusing mess, 
Some a spontaneous fragment of scientific jest 
To some a duty a jigsaw to caress, 
And some just get on and never confess
We each hold the answer to our brain 
Coming once sometimes again and again 
Sometimes never at all, contained in distraction 
The harrowing lore, the abyss of infatuation 
The buckled belt restraint on the mind 
Have to find out, not sure I will with death and time 
But will it empower or dissolve my life 
Sitting here continually wondering why
When that could be it, just to live to experience and enjoy it
And we the fools who try to explain never understood the simplicity 
Expanding our stupidity with information overload, we didn't need 
To study or to vex our thoughts flexing our complexion 
With stressful sickness broken and distraught,
Are we just the sickness in god’s body? 
A disease spreading in the DNA of the supreme 
Thinking we are special, a comforting belief 
Or are we trapped in our own creation, 
Our creation is no waiting quotation 
Or selfish intoxication of boredom 
Or perhaps, the conclusion the capstone solution 
Buried with its foundation, alas the incantation released 
And now fondled into confusion its veil of truth still uncovered 
No one is true enough to bind its rudder, 
Elevate one’s conscience, conjure up the thunder 
Not in modern times where knowledge is sought 
By any mind, any person, any element of thought.
© Paul K K  Create an image from this poem.
Form: Rhyme

Within Me

Through yesterdays eyes, I swear I could see tomorrow 
With eyes now open, I see 'tis only a feeling cheap and borrowed
Nothing worst than falling out of love
One day kisses and hugs
Today, my LOVE was stolen from me
Not her, but LOVE itself
A fleeting thief, I suppose
Cynical humor was never a favorite of mine
Yet I hear their laughter
Ever-long
Evermore 
A hole in my heart that's sore
Like eyes ridden with angst
Bloodshot and beautiful
Who was I to believe 
'Tis not a joust
Even if I feel the force hitting my soul
Breaking into my being, spreading it thinly 
I wish for sleep
© Jacob Frey  Create an image from this poem.

Dialogue with the Purple Rose

Oh Sweet rose of the night come
 and dine with me tonight
drop your petals in the bosom of the sea
and raise your eyes towards the skies
 and gaze at the stars as they pass by
What sweet fragrance flying in the air
Spreading its petals far and near 
Oh purple rose of the night come 
and be my shelter tonight
I have waited for almost ten year
And all I see is your shadow dancing in the rain
And all my waiting seems to be in vain
Oh purple rose you are so kind
You are filled with love, laughter and delight
What sweet music is playing in your heart
I can feel the melody when the day starts
What peculiar sound is blowing with the wind
If you listen carefully you can hear it 
       when your mind is still
Purple rose you are the remedy for my soul
I can hear the thunder rolling and horses galloping
and the Duke of Canterbury chanting a strange hymn
as he tries to wake up the universe from its slumber
It is a decade old since the universe rapture his soul 
and the multitude sits on top of the mountain waiting
for fish and bread to break the terrible curse and the basket on 
Altar tells the tales of mankind physical hunger
It is just like yesterday when a miracle passes my way
I will board the train and travel from country to country 
until it find its destiny. Purple rose will you me accompany
on this final journey? 
The terrain is rough but we will have good luck
Oh what sweet joy awaits you,
 someone special is admiring you
And they can see you,
someone is waiting to take you across the sea 
and your spirit will be free 
and you will have a grand jubilee, 
spread your fragrance around
and walk boldly through the town
you stirs hearts far and near
Purple rose you are so dear 
we have so much to share
I can see you sitting over there.
Purple rose you are so enduring
And It’s time to arrange the meeting..
Form: Narrative


OUR OUTHOUSE

						           		 
Our outhouse was attached to the rear of our home.
In times of foul weather, negating any need to roam. 
It was all about convenience.  Never heated,
permanently air conditioned, and two seated.
It was one of the best and quiet thinking spots.
Because the door lacked a lock or handle slots,
there were occasions when interruptions occurred,	
encouraging one to butt out of there inured.
Winter weather could be nasty and cold,
causing meditations to be short, thus quickly unload.
Summer was warm with breezy invasions, 
entertaining lingering and tingling sensations.  
There was never a need to waste water and flush.
Spreading lime was used to keep nasty fly's from us. 
Outside and behind was a sliding door,		
Where once a year I was 'encouraged' to explore
and clean our outhouse with pail, rake, and shovel.
A chore that trained me to write poetry and grovel.
Form: Rhyme

Premium Member Delivered From a Snare

COVID-19, like a snare
A hidden trap
Which catches its prey
Each and every way
COVID-19, like a wildfire
Consumes in every way
Spreads quickly every day
Dry and woody land 
Furiously spreading like sand
COVID-19, a disaster it stands
A natural catastrophe inland
Causes great damage
As it goes
COVID-19, virulent
Extreme severe
Harmful in its effects
Bitterly hostile to the touch
Hard to describe
COVID-19, viciously
Deliberately cruel
Unable to control or endure

But God, deliverer uncovered its snare
If you dare to have courage
to trust His care
COVID-19, broken from its cover
Delivered from its snare
The touch it spreads
God’s Love its care
You can’t go over
You can’t go around
You can’t go under
You just have to go through
a deliverer its cure

God said, Listen!
I stand at your door knocking
If you hear My voice
And opens the door
I will come in
And dine with you
The deliverer of this disaster
Delivered from its snare.
Form: Rhyme

Premium Member Words

So many words are spoken by people every single day
Try to use them positively, being careful what you say
Words have been used to start many different wars
Insult someone in a bar you just may end up on the floor
What you have to say shows people who you are
A well-produced resume may just make you a star
Politicians get elected by what they have to say
Words that flow from the lips spreading kindness and joy
will certainly make someone's day
Think of how quiet it would be if words never got spoken
The language of love would surely never be broken
Words to your favorite song for sure you would never forget
Open yourself to the universe, say the right things, no time to regret
Form: Rhyme

Premium Member Falling Leaves

When glancing out my window this morning I was pleased to see,

Golden leaves wafting to the ground from my mountain aspen tree.

A carpet of gold now graces the lawn on which frisky squirrels play.

Emerald leaves of summer that provided welcome shade are now passe!

Gone is the robin family that upon its spreading branches nested.

Winter winds will warp its fragile arms and its mettle will be tested,

But it will brave December's storms and come April of next year,

Another generation of quaking aspen leaves will magically appear!

I enjoy the colorful leaves that carpet my lawn but for this one thing;

Alas, I must rake the consarned things with all the bother that will bring!

Robert L. Hinshaw, CMSgt, USAF, Retired
Form: Rhyme

Premium Member Home

A door
Leading
Welcoming you to our home
Take off your shoes
Let me take your coat
Your smile brightens our walls

The smell coming from the kitchen
Dances on the air
Can you smell the happy
The warm thoughts
That pour from that room
The gift of time
The heart of our home
Come gather around the island
I'll pour you a glass of wine
We will laugh together
Talk of our yesterdays
Anticipate
Dream about our tomorrows
Have some appetizers
Not too much
A feast awaits

The table is set
Plates glasses carefully set
Candles spreading soft light
Subtle jazz 
Come enjoy 
Let us break bread
Pass the gravy
Share
Learn
Laugh
Be ourselves

Sit back
Loosen your belt
Let out a sigh
Wait there's more
A sweet treat
Child like surprise
You can't believe your eyes
Our gift to you

Come sit in our front room
Enjoy the city lights
Somehow with you here
They seem more bright
Some moments perfect
They feel just right

Memories like this
Make this feel like home
Being with others not alone
For without friends
These are merely walls
That's why we welcome 
Friends one and all

Time to go
The evening done
You our guest and special one
Come back soon our home to share
A hug a smile you know we care

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