Long Terzanelle Poems
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A warm breeze rustles through the leaves
as flowers bloom this summer day.
'round wind ruffled petals it weaves.
Windswept, the weeping willows sway,
and songbirds nest in branches high
as flowers bloom this summer day.
Drizzling showers rain from the sky
in little puddles on the ground,
and songbirds nest in branches high.
When the sun appears, they’ll be found
bathing and preening without fears
in little puddles on the ground.
Their twitters, music to my ears
while the zephyr is blowing free,
bathing and preening without fears.
Such antics are soothing to me.
A warm breeze rustles through the leaves
while the zephyr is blowing free.
'round wind ruffled petals it weaves.
May 20, 2023
Inklings Poetry Contest
Sponsored by Gina McIntosh
I'm not in the mood for your silly game.
You promise me what you will never give.
My heart's consumed by your passionate flame.
Without you it feels like I cannot live.
It's not your body I long to possess.
You promise me what you will never give.
At twenty eight I've experienced success.
When it comes to you I will never win.
It's not your body I long to possess.
There are times I think you will let me in.
Allow me to love the person you are.
When it comes to you I will never win.
Where do you go when your eyes seem so far?
I see you laugh as the distance grows.
Allow me to love the person you are.
In your sarcasm your intention shows.
I see you laugh as the distance grows.
I'm not in the mood for your silly game.
My heart's consumed by your passionate flame.
Twenty three years have passed and I can still recall as if it were yesterday.
Being with a person who plays games ties your heart in knots. So glad
I we didn't stay together and I was able to find my sweetie. Life is good.
AN ANGEL Terzanelle
Does an Angel come from heaven?
Swinging wings of wonder bringing blesses?
Angel always takes us in right haven.
Angel shown in guise not in nice dresses,
May be a friend, kin or unknown stranger,
Swinging wings of wonder bringing blesses.
Appear as a rescuer from danger,
Doing sudden miracles as surprise.
May be a friend, kin or unknown stranger
Most unexpectedly offering prize,
Savior in hopeless situation.
Doing sudden miracles as surprise.
Always Giver without expectation.
Mercy of Angel demands no return.
Savior in hopeless situation.
Critical problem draws Angel’s concern.
Does an Angel come from heaven?
Swinging wings of wonder bringing blesses.
Angel takes us always in right haven.
12/27/16
Re edited on 04/28/22
A bloom of valor in the heat of summer
ushering me to the epitome of a deep inhale
she becomes by far my flower of the hour
velvet to the touch with red cherry ooze, she is perfect
and is always ready to permeate the air with her exhume
ushering me to the epitome of a deep inhale
she sets my senses reeling with her sweet perfume
this classy flower proud of stature claims my garden
and is always ready to permeate the air with her exhume
her summer spritz, traverses alongside my Doc Martens
I feel privy to her floral dance, as I advance
this classy flower proud of stature claims my garden
for she is unequaled to any bud of sidling stance
offering hope for a brighter tomorrow
I feel privy to her floral dance, as I advance
she takes away my every sorrow
a bloom of valor in the heat of summer
offering hope for a brighter tomorrow
she becomes by far my flower of the hour
Silence
Life often lives in silence on tippy toes
In the forest who hears the soft snowflakes fall
Dew evaporating – the earth turning slow.
Which ears discern the musical sunlight’s call
Wistful ballads sung in shadows of stars -
Platinum midnight dripping from moonlight’s shawl.
As raindrops swell in clouds from afar
What dulcet hues in twilight’s soprano intones –
Orion’s deaf twinkle - dawn's silhouette.
No rhythmic sounds of blooms in natal tones
Nature muted as leaves return to earth
While dreams lose their voices with laryngic stones.
What sounds pulse from compassion’s birth?
Who hears the agony of a heart breaking?
Who hears a smile breaking out in mirth?
Silent sighs reverberate in void’s girth
Life often lives in silence on tippy toes
Who hears the agony of a heart breaking,
Dew evaporating – the earth turning slow.
4-5-22
Contest: Write a Terzanelle
Sponsor: L Milton Hanks
You paint your pictures, on the canvas of my mind.
Ebbing and flowing, as your thoughts become released.
Texture and color, are displayed with every line.
A banquet of flavours, I'm treated to a feast.
Your imagination, laid bare for me to see.
Ebbing and flowing, as your thoughts become released.
I fly upon your wings, a part of me is free.
I dance on the wind, as my soul begins to sing
Your imagination, laid bare for me to see.
Freely you are giving all the words that you bring.
You hold nothing back, that is your poetic gift.
I dance on the wind, as my soul begins to sing
There are certain days, when we can all use a lift.
Your words are special, like small diamonds in the sky
You hold nothing back, that is your poetic gift
I don't understand, why I'm sometimes moved to cry
Your words are special, like small diamonds in the sky
You paint your pictures, On the canvas of my mind.
Texture and color, are released with every line.
After reading one of Heather Ober's poems I got to thinking how
much the poets here move me with their words. I dedicate this
Poem to all of you. I am pleased to allow your words to wash
over me and seep into my very soul. This is my small thank you.
The way I see it, if you want the rainbow, you gotta put up with the rain. - Dolly Parton
Weeping, like a willows graceful waft, pleasing
Even the heart will melt in the doubtful breeze,
Moving calmly through the night, gently teasing
Weeping, like the leaves who fall upon their knees,
Echoed by souls poised in resilient prayers,
Even the heart will melt in the doubtful breeze,
Weeping, with tears who tempting nature compares,
Silent, each raindrop aspires to remember
Echoed by souls poised in resilient prayers,
Weeping, steady hearts are blessed by November,
Lightest drizzle reveals what psalms are singing,
Silent, each raindrop aspires to remember
Weeping, famous hush rainfall shall be bringing
Past the sprinkle of wisdom thru the ages
Lightest drizzle reveals what psalms are singing
Rainfall grieves as it drenches our heart’s pages
Weeping, like a willows graceful waft, pleasing
Past the sprinkle of wisdom thru the ages
Moving calmly through the night, gently teasing
I have a heartfelt connection with nature,
and experience it through my three passions;
I write, photograph all things nature and creature.
Each tree, plant and stone has its unique fashions,
most days I take a sacred walk in the forest;
and experience it- through my three passions.
I have a nature journal that I cherish,
my beloved, well used camera is ready;
most days I take a sacred walk- in the forest.
Through practice I hold my camera steady,
oh, the light on water, a flower, a bird dance;
my beloved, well used camera- is ready.
Sitting on a rock, I write in a trance,
at home, I love going through my photos and words;
oh the light on water- a flower, a bird dance.
Sitting on a rock I write in- a trance,
I have a heartfelt connection with nature;
at home, I love going through- my photos and words,
I write, photograph all things nature and creature.
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November 12, 2016
Poetry/Terzanelle/My Three Passions
Copyright Protected, ID 16-849-513-0
All Rights Reserved. Written under Pseudonym.
There is always a route to make days of joy
Through gray clouds of news and challenges to face
With wise pieces of a puzzle to employ
There is beauty and light in every place
Activities to try and choices to make
Through gray clouds of news and challenges to face
Time is valuable when much is at stake
Gratitude feeds the soul and warms up the heart
Activities to try and choices to make
It’s the next step to take, willingness to start
There is a world of free things to share with love
Gratitude feeds the soul and warms up the heart
This joy is happiness that fits like a glove
Join the creation, be a part of it today
There is a world of free things to share with love
A path is waiting for you to find your way
There is always a route to make days of joy
Join this creation, be a part of it today
With wise pieces of a puzzle to employ
Heidi Sands
11/28/21
Bad times make us appreciate the good
You may notice things you would not before
Accomplish things you didn’t think you could
Rough times may lead to a new open door
Gratitude will suddenly come with ease
You may notice things you would not before
All the simple things will easily please
Acts of care and kindness will shine to you
Gratitude will suddenly come with ease
What may have been usual, will be new
Bringing better things from difficult days
Acts of care and kindness will shine to you
You may soon notice others special ways
Out of the darkness you will find the light
Bringing better things from difficult days
You may see things that were once out of sight
Bad times make us appreciate the good
Out of the darkness you will find the light
Accomplish things you didn’t think you could
3/8/18
Heidi Sands