Long Tranquil Poems
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In our mountainside cabin
On an Autumn August night
We turn on the news
To hear of our countries plight
Terrorist factions
Will detonate a device
That will flatten our city
Destroying millions of lives
If their demands are not met
By midnight tonight
All that we have
Will disappear from sight
The hours pass
Bulletin after bulletin
As I think to myself
It's just a matter of when
Many thoughts
Are now running through our heads
Trying to phone our families
Struggling to comprehend
Minutes seem like days
As midnight draws near
Towards our city home we look
Captured in unknown fear
On the cabin balcony we stand
Listening to the TV set
It's the voice of the city mayor
No terrorist demands will ever be met
I turn to my wife
Tears streaming down her face
We are so far away from our children
In this beautiful tranquil place
The last chime of midnight passes
Holding hands to the horizon we view
An explosion of light so immense
To the heavens in mushroom spew
We can hear the thunderous roar
Although we are so far away
The crockery in the cabin now rattles
As we await our final day
The distance grows ever near
As we hear a strange whistling sound
Sporadic flashes light up the valley
Violent winds thrash our surrounds
Before our eyes, we believe
A nuclear tsunami heads our way
We declare our love and bow our heads
For our children and friends we pray
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Luke 19: 38-40
Swift creek's rock sing out with praise
Thanking God for all the beauty He has made
Gray rocks weathered by water over time embraced
Secrets whispered with each flow or trickle so graced
Sounds from all of nature, such a gentle lullaby
Spring's awakening against the sometimes gray sky
Such a tranquil scene where beauty abounds
Oh! The symphony of nature's elements harmoniously found
What do the gray wet rocks say
When humankind forgets to pray and praise
Do they guggle, sing "Praise God From Whom All Blessings Flow"
Or "Lord Jesus, Come Quickly" to save man from each blow
Do the rocks listen for the doves in spring
At night when all is peaceful and quiet
Enjoy the Whip-poor-will melodious tunes
In war zones, what happens to the birds and flowers
God help us as we this earth each day devour
Destroying our planet for human power
What do the rocks say as we shake their core
Please, God, remove us we don't want to live here anymore
Drifting along on
tranquil opportunities
Embellished within
the nicest ingenuities
Animating all your
stanzas and verses
Giving meaning to
them with purpose
Never holding back
your promises of more
With add creative
imagination galore
Exploring your lines
amongst their transition
Acknowledging their
intent being my mission
Intuitive cartographic
portrayed expression
Removing all of the
unwanted indiscretion
Appreciating each of
our distinct differences
Regardless of
consequences or significance
Influenced characteristics
written in script
Gliding along your mind’s
swells and dips
Returning the potential
to a clear lucidity
Gracefully floating on
unwavering fluidity
Riding upon your flow
of subtle illustrations
Conspicuous gallantry
with trusted fixation
Emotions i feel when
experiencing your words
While listening to your
pieces that you record
Leaves me forever lost
in your articulation
Evoking my soul, giving
my undying adoration’s
The Wind and Sea
The mighty wind unleashed its gusty song
across the tranquil, undulating sea,
and stirred her body with his breath-filled kiss.
Set out to resurrect the dormant wave,
with ever-gaining speed, began to ride
her surface till it formed the throbbing swell.
She came alive with joy from wind's strong kiss,
and quivered to the music of his song
to join as one...the wanton wind and sea.
Vibrating life into the waking swell,
as higher climbed the ever-mounting wave,
the wind pursued its frantic, urgent ride.
In rapturous communion, wind, and sea,
succumbing to the magic of their song,
together formed the wave with passioned kiss,
and reached the grand finale of their ride;
with great dynamic thrust, exploding swell,
at last attained their thrill, the highest wave.
Wind's lusty song has left the tranquil sea;
its breathless kiss has bid farewell the wave
to end its ride, and put to rest the swell.
Sandra M. Haight
~1st Place~
Premiere Contest: 2019 Poetry Marathon Mile 11
Sponsor: Mark Toney
Judged: 01/17/2019
~2nd Place~
Premiere Contest: The Poet's Fire
Sponsor: Gregory R. Barden
Judged: 12/07/2017
~1st Place~
Contest: Wordscapes
Sponsor: John Hamilton
Judged: 08/17/2016
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The Tritina form is a mini version of a Sestina but there are three Tercets
of three lines and a final line which uses all three words; 10 lines total.
The three Tercet's use the same three ending words in a pattern.
I intermingled two Tritina using six ending words in the required
pattern with the last tercet using all six ending words from both of them.
1st Tercet: 1 2 3 song sea kiss
2nd Tercet: 4 5 6 wave ride swell
3rd Tercet: 3 1 2 kiss song sea
4th Tercet: 6 4 5 swell wave ride
5th Tercet: 2 3 1 sea kiss song
6th Tercet: 5 6 4 ride swell wave
7th Tercet: 1 2 3 4 5 6 song sea kiss wave ride swell
Slowly
I walk along old path
Miles and miles up the hill
Until the sunset wraps the sky
In red flames
The river beneath
Flows peacefully
Its tranquil embraces my being
Into a shy silence
My anxious mind wants to rest
Birds around sing about life
So detached is the soul
From the body
As if you are eternal
Timeless moment
Beyond toxic reality
Longing for something
I am missing -
Your tender kiss
Your velvet whisper
Your reflection in the candle light
Without it all
It’s hollow
The nest in that dead tree is empty
I feel your presence
Burning tears roll over my face
I do not wipe them off
Let them flow
I am lost in my own solitude
The memory of you
Is my only solace
Life is a solitary journey
Even when not alone
It’s getting dark
Time to go down the hill
And join my predestined route
Of everyday life trivialities
We are ruled by mediocrity
And stillness of emotions
Until the scent of love
Touches your heart deep
It's like I've been left on my own
Like a summer icecream without its cone
Oh, I melt...you're -
You're heartfelt...held -
Held me tight...yeah -
Yeah, all night...wow
You're the belt around my waist
You're the toothbrush with toothpaste
Don't feel like a waste of space
Felt vast grace with a tranquil trace
Ran this race of frowns and smiles
I can go on and on for a million miles
Hungry for hopeful bliss -
Knowledge above this abyss
It's like I've been here before
Like an epiphany or de ja vu in store
I have dealt...with -
With this guilt...forgive -
Forgive me...here -
Here, I'll be...now
You're like fries and ranch
A tree with a joyous branch
You're delight
With pure might
It's like I'm a mountain bike...
You're the mountain I'm willing to hike!
Let me hold you with forgiveness
Here and now, I must confess
All night, my, how I melt!
XO, alright now...lovebelt~
I remember the home where I was a child,
The sweet little window in my bedroom;
It had a lovely view of mothers garden,
Where roses, violets and pansies grew.
And over there in that shady corner,
The swing beneath the old maple tree;
In this child's eyes it was so beautiful,
I thought it would last forever and ever.
The flowers and garden have vanished now,
How tender to this heart those scenes;
I recollect the walks in deep tangled woods,
And a tranquil pond where swans glided.
Me and father walking hand in hand talking,
And mother waiting on a picnic blanket;
Oh, with a quivering breath and a throbbing,
I must leave this scene for they are dead.
I can only visit these far-off scenes of my life,
When I am the child who dwells within;
And through her eyes, the eyes of little child,
Can I go where I was so happy.
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August 30, 2015
Verse
For the contest, Through the eyes of a child, sponsor, Silent One
I love the night,
wandering in wide tranquil countryside,
in the dim light of the pinhead stars,
with their intricate constellations,
a nocturnal symphony that helps give directions
to wayward hitch hikers that roam in off course pathways.
I love the night,
imbibing the perfumes of the ambrosial countryside.
The newly cut hay, the wayside fragrant flowers,
all covered with a fine dew
spreading delicate exquisite odors in country meadows.
I love the night.
In the open vistas,
where all daily cares just fade away,
like wispy steam from a far off train.
A piece of soft music can be heard behind thick hedges,
but be aware, think not of the ugly resonance
that go bump in the night.
I love the night.
The winking owls hoot in lament,
grasshoppers sing in close-mouthed consent,
soggy frogs give an occasional harsh croak,
but birds sleep happily on lofty trees.
Isn't it a wonderful place to be?
Thank you God for providing me the night.
Easy spirit. Bones erased into dust. Much heavy man made nothing in seconds.
Justice is meaningless before the mountains of death
Harmony in silence
Waking inside a spider web of my own creation
Junk food makes me sleepy
Questions of hunger before teas and tugboats
Submarines lost and tough guy laid waste
Inside I saw myself dancing before the mirrors
Quiet noise. around the play area I am King
Near the river bed I saw my reflection in the water
awake and dancing. She saw me silent cleaning the walls
Missions of wine tasting
meaningless words lacking soul
Heaven destroyed by need for more
I walked today in the direction of the moon
Zoo sights and senses as I am tossed into the cell
Who is my doctor if not a foolish animal
I am my own God but lacking in meaning
I am the devil but without a spirit to rule
We are The beginning without a time to cease
Moon, why do you taunt me?
Your haunting glow consumes all I am.
I howl at your feet as you hang majestic
from a diamante sky
I am breathless, shackled to the earth as I gaze at your beauty, your shape centred in a clustered jewel.
Your children sparkle in sibling frame.
My heart is lost, no other will pacify the aching wound that protrudes from my chest
My healing is long and painful. Will sanity return? One day, maybe tomorrow?
You stole my dream, ripped into nocturnal misery as the ghosts pose in silent masks.
Regret stirs, clinging to the winds of a toxic flame.
Beguiling, my eyes burn as sunrise shapes its day,
Tender strands of light peak through the gullies and allies of my being.
Romance still forms within me, a harmonic tune that whistles with the easterly breeze, but this tranquil sea stirs madness. Fire will again light this soul once regret has done its worst and left my shadow.
Moon, never leave, be my secret no more, rejoice not weigh me down and, I will love you forever.