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his day is almost done.
a tranquil getaway,
yet still at home.
his solitude
couldn't be more divine.
a rooftop repose;
his perfect place
to cogitate, to commune
with ghosts of the past.
it's where
he watches the infinite stars;
ever so visible at twilight.
it's where
he looks at the vast sky.
the flight of birds from there,
so captivating.
the whirring zephyr on his skin,
the rustling of trees
so crisp;
nectar from the gods.
daily hustle and bustle
muted at dawn.
up on the rooftop
everything is amplified.
a most welcome respite;
his cloud nine.
Writing Challenge - V words - Poetry Contest
Sponsored by Constance La France
Theme of choice: Vast
Date written: 04/21/2023
Red moon rising, a globe ruby, an opulent theme,
A scarlet smile, a sight tranquil, a heavenly dream,
Weaves fabric of passions deep, as desires gleam,
Notions-romantic, undulating joy on stellar stream.
Hues iridescent paint a canvas of chromatic skies
Luring gazes, inflaming fervor of enamored eyes,
Glued to vision, intimate pleas of hearts surmise,
Inscribing crimson, where motifs moonstruck rise.
Embracing red moon, heartbeats rhapsodic tiptoe,
Caressing adoration of emotive eventide aglow,
Where, breezing affection, zephyrs amatory blow,
Whispering sweet-nothings, secrets fervent bestow.
As rhythms of our heart, lyrics of our soul rhyme,
Avowing pledges revered, through the song of time,
Reciting words divine, replaying promises sublime,
Under the red moon, we laud, bliss of love in prime.
Across celestial beauty, as impulses-angelic scroll,
Hypnotizing minds, captivating essence of soul,
A red moon tantalizing, O, sensuously we extol,
Weaving fabric of passions fantasies moonlit cajole.
“fragrance of love divine, our pied piper,
just following the scent, we climb higher”
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Thirst for divine union, the causation
High and low we search, amidst illusion
Each time we fall, we sink in depression
Pointing way optimal, is our conscience
Alerting us if we begin to stray
Trials of earth life throw us way off balance
Hardships to mind body, cause us to sway
Lost in the maze, we then enter silence
Ego yet pursues, luring us away
Stillness gets us back to the divine dance
Surrender to join this beauteous play
Pining for God connect, the path we take
Alert and mindful in silence tranquil
Treading gently, the ego we forsake
Heightening bliss within, Gods miracle
05-December-2020
(syllabic rhyming Acrostic)
My Darling Arabella
So much I have to tell her
Of times gone by when life was sweet
When no one felt the need to Tweet
We packed a picnic ready to eat
And walked for miles, oh such a treat
Back then when life was simple
When life was oh so sweet
Playing hopscotch on the pavement
Roller skating down the hill
But sometimes when we went too fast
Bang! Crash! We had a spill
But we jumped up really quickly
No time to sit and weep
Back then when life was simple
When life was oh so sweet
Playing outside in fresh clean air
I yearn for those innocent days
We didn’t need Phones or Selfies
Just being with friends, having fun, acting plays
Talking and laughing, our life was complete
In those tranquil days life was simple
When life was oh so sweet
I often think of the books that I read
At the end of the day when I lay in my bed
The Famous Five, Heidi, memories I kept
Inside my head - as I dreamt, whilst I slept
No blue lights to keep me awake half the night
No TV or Tablet and no need to Tweet
Just dreaming about the fun with my pals
Oh those halcyon days life was simple and sweet
written for my darling granddaughter
Contest Strand Choice S
Sponsor Brian Strand
1st Place
Beneath the city's concrete canopy,
Sunlight filters through the urban sprawl.
A dance of shadows on an asphalt stage,
Nature latent in the midst of it all.
Pillars of industry made of glass and steel,
Create an artificial forest, towering high.
Still, within the gaps, light seeps through,
A modern echo of the open sky.
Within the hustle, a subtle interlude,
Komorebi dapples through the city's veins.
A moment of calm in the urban pulse,
Nature reclaiming what cement restrains.
Crystal leaves and chrome branches intertwine,
Casting patterns on sidewalks below.
A concert of sunlight and structures behold,
A harmonious blend of ebb and flow.
In these quiet pockets, a sanctuary found,
Where sunlight dances and leaves unbound,
Komorebi, a tranquil urban hymn,
Nature's language beneath city's din.
Forsythia my friend, I still cannot not discern,
does a fiddlehead unravel into a lacy fern?
Lilly pads, flowered floating seats for fortunate frogs.
Monet’s favorite plant at his Giverny bog.
Orchid. This word becomes a lyric in a beautiful song.
A flower that is elegant, tranquil, and calm.
Wisteria emanates from little pea shaped blooms,
giving us a lavender, lovely perfume.
Echinacea, “Gazuntite”
A cousin to the daisy, whose name sounds like a sneeze.
Lovely on a table with a crumpet and some tea.
Rhododendrons, so large, pink and scarlet.
A shrub so thick and quite exotic.
Snapdragons are not dangerous at all, they often bloom right into fall.
Those ruffly, curly, open leaves, beg " Come in for lunch, honey bees"
In the dead of a moonlit night, when the stars are dazzling ~
thousands of glittering fireflies illuminate the sky,
when it's noiseless everywhere...
The tranquil whole world falls in deepest slumber,
who wakes up at midnight, and feels close to the other,
In perpetuum et Unem Diem...forever and one day
two souls.. Always together!
How ensorcelling is your majestic ship, My Darling,
which sails you away from me,
to a distant land, full of thrilling excitements,
from my lonely mundane life, I imagine thee!
I see the endless beauty of earth with your eyes,
enjoy the eternal songs of Nature with your heart,
It happened when we grew up together,
We became one soul, we became one!
The bashful boy, and the demure girl,
Looked all around, looked everywhere, except inside their hearts,
didn't recognize the surreal longing,
until fate had them apart!
Now at the dead of a moonlit night, when the stars dazzle in darkness~
thousands of glittering fireflies illuminating the sky,
when it's noiseless everywhere,
The world falls in deepest slumber,
waking up at midnight, who feels close to the other,
In perpetuum et Unem Diem...
Notes: Latin phrase "In Perpetuum et Unem Diem" means “Forever and One Day” in English
January 18, 2022
For Strand - 1055 Poetry Contest
Sponsor: Brian Strand
FIRST PLACE
For "Absolutely Anything" Poetry Contest
Sponsor: Shreya LN
More to a lake than lush poetic sight,
Cheerfully charming us all year around.
It is - over the lost soul’s angst, deep down -
Streaming soft tears through the veil of the night.
Lake’s sunset glows at its own tranquil pace
Beckoning artists to the willow’s shade.
Hiding murky, dark secret, heavy weighed,
Gravely chosen as the last resting base.
Lake’s diverse disposition, taunted twist -
Somber and Serene dare to interplay.
Yesterday’s troubling ripples go away -
Two become one in early morning mist.
March 14, 2023
Sponsor: Constance La France
Contest: Lake
As I lay in the grass and watched the stars above me
There is a tranquil in the air around me
As I begin to drift to sleep, I can't help but wonder
Am I allowed to be joyful in my life away from abusive parents
They never laid a hand on me physically, nor aided me
Their favorite method was putting me down
I never had a chance at being a child
I had to learn to grow up quickly otherwise, I would be dead
Am I allowed to have real friends
I never had them when I was young
I was always the one who was excluded from everything
That made playing outside lonesome
I prefer to be inside reading books
At least books can't mock you as the children do
At least they can take you far away from here
Am I allowed to have anything in my life
Or am I doomed to always wonder about what I could have
Or am I allowed to die so I can have everything I desired
It's not as if I would be missed
Watching the snowflakes
Gently glide through the chilly air
Watching the snowflakes
Slowly combine and fall together
This one snowflake flew into my hands
It melted and drip out of my palm.
Why are my hands so destructive?
Whatever is in my grasps ends up disappearing.
I started to think about you and I.
We were snowflakes floating in the wind.
We were so close and became one
We split apart now, and I lost you.
Once the wind settles down
Maybe I’ll find you.
Instead I hit the ground
And started to melt apart.
I became water to become flexible to find you
You became ice because you repelled me
I came crashing and rushing to find you
While you were tranquil but so rigid
Instead of melting together
You pierced through me
And I evaporated away.
I took shape of any vessel you desired.
I kept changing who I was.
I tried to be what you wanted.
Instead, I lost myself trying to find you.