Long Warmness Poems
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elysian
adorned with faultless time-dream
bits of insight
trigger dim emotions
memory gives warmness
spooky how light needs
haziness to thrive
drew me away from
odyssey I cling to
Inner peace exists in the sky
awaken the sun
egg-yellow in tone
In the midst of
oceanic aurora with blue shells
Half bleared-eye
embraced in soul stance
of shrewdness
as though prevail
intertwined
In a vast ocean of you
forgotten rootless
cast to the verge
we each
without lacking land
Written: June 24, 2022
A BRIAN STRAND PREMIERE CHOICE Poetry Contest
Sponsored by: Brian Strand
A subtle ruse awakens
beneath the softer shadows of spring shaken,
as the earth bursts forth free and opened
to the pale warm rays of May sun unbroken.
Strange images arise
as the quiet hush whispers a new surprise
in seeded blooms bountiful at every step
and gentle rain drops loom as untethered threat.
A shadowy sky taunts
with clouded images that haunt,
a bird, a castle, a gray elephant walk
appear to drift above the floating hawk.
On the wing or on the wind
the essence of soft shadows begin
fragile in their beauty, music of a different drummer
breach the memories of spring lost to hotter summers.
Squint the eye and bend the ear
from these shadows visions grow more dear
and in the warmness of the shadowed embrace
each of us become distinguished in our place.
Wandering the maze of sanity
has now become a harsh challenge
to the psyche as insanity fuels
itself with echoing bigotry
soaring like starving hawks
while vultures are daily treated
to sights of warm human appetizers
laying out on blood-stained turf tables.
If only lives could be as treasured
and as recyclable as are old cold weapons
of war that continues to be allowed
to seek the devouring warmness of life.
The yellow roses in a lone star field of dreams
droop in waters of tears and dried blood;
long-horned cows and egrets go about symbiotically,
as wagon train-like funeral processions pass by:
Meanwhile, congress-persons attend NRA banquets.
There I was living a breath
well at least there was a few
for some moments I could think
my hands to feel the morning dew
To look and see the morning rise
or in evening see dark come down
through out day see sun and rain
watch the colours of blue red even brown
I would experience weather so rich
temperatures range low to high
in coldness feel ice or snow
feel suns warmness before it did fly
Emotions within be so very real
sad times would bring a tear
joy fills the heart to feel aglow
such diversity of thought be so near
To know a friend or be in love
learn of God and His loving grace
O so much I have been denied
but sinfulness runs the human race
For these times are not mine
my life has gone in a flicker
some are given life others not
well it's not yours to be a picker
(thoughts on what it may be like about the never-heard-of destiny of an unborn child whose life was taken by abortion.)
" I look into your eyes deeply the silhouette to shadows the light highlights. I see the love there is Love In Your eyes. I come closer to you being embrace we hug feel the sensation the nature of love touch. I hold your hands to face to face I witness your breathing. I feel your pulse the warmness of your touch, feel the love as I whisper in your ear. You acknowledge that you to hear the words of God. Ever so sincere and as our chest rise up and down we found that her body's intertwined. And I realize to the breath of our nostrils are beating Hearts the blood flowing are Vans is sweat coming from the pores of our skin we realize we're, in love"
11/30/21
Written by James Edward Lee Sr © 2021
COLORS for MOTHER,
Looking towards the blue sky
Every color camouflaged around the cloud
Tears of sadness began to dry
Watching all the colors display out loud
The dark needing to fade
The grey in my life finally made sense
Colors overlapping, forming a beautiful cascade
Shoulders of tense
I imagined your smile against the yellow sun
Giving light to all the matter of the things I've done
A warmness in my red heart-- together in the long run
Creating a new purple and pink sensation-- as one
My new rainbow doesn't come in black and white
Giving reason to follow the joy of light
A gift of colors remind me everything will be all right
A guide blazing throughout the night
Lavender plant blooming for the world to see
A garden of every color just for me
Everyday I see the sunrise, rising up in colors of glee
My Rainbow will appear everyday without rain, no matter how deep the sea
Red, orange, yellow, green, blue, indigo and violet, the perfect skin tan
My sweet angel your the largest spectrum where ever rainbows span
:-)
by;PD
I wrote this poem for my mom.
Rhyme
You ran away when I needed you the most.
You conquered me and decided to boast.
Life is crappy right now from A to Z.
Life is not fair. But balanced? Maybe.
I took a bath delighting in her warmness.
Bees ignored me on walks. There was no swarmness.
The day was not so bad after I’d smelled the roses.
And watered the marigolds with my green hoses.
She spread rumors, mostly jealous lies.
I hid out, feeling my swift demise.
Life is crappy right now from A to Z.
Life is not fair. But balanced? Maybe.
I worked on some paintings and that gave me hope.
I looked out the window and knew I could cope.
The beautiful trees gave me a feeling of joy.
I did not have to worry about yesterday’s boy.
He said some mean and nasty things right to my face
That led me to believe I was not part of the race.
Life is crappy right now from A to Z.
Life is not fair. But balanced? Maybe.
I am drawing their meanness up into cartoons.
I am adding stars and witches with brooms.
I am feeling lots better, my old self again.
Life is not fair, but for me it’s a win.
(Glossa Rubaiyat written in Sestet)
The day is done, and the darkness
Falls from the wings of night,
As a feather is wafted downward
From an eagle in his flight.
(From "The Day Is Done" by Henry W. Longfellow)
The day is done, and the darkness
In your heart brings you around total sadness,
And bad feelings inside you,makes you feel worse or less,
Days find you burdened, confused,and then depress;
But learning from failures, may bring you sometimes success!
The day is done, and the darkness
Falls from the wings of night,
And you notice things that were not right,
Things kept too long, from you,and out of sight,
And the Night with tenderness kisses gentle the Light.
And again dewdrops from the leaves, with a thunderous might,
Falls from the wings of night,
As a feather is wafted downward
Discarded aside from your unwanted card,
Pain and sadness shall push you deep,downward,
But you fight your way back in the lard;
And brighter the light on you presses hard,
As a feather is wafted downward
From an eagle in his flight.
Heart and soul mortally wounded by blinded blight,
Hard to separate darkness sometimes from the light;
Yearning to feel only the warmness of sunlight,
And in this heartfelt darkness hardly living day and night
From an eagle in his flight.
Dorian Petersen Potter
aka ladydp2000
Copyright@2006
December,13,2014
I searched a thousand dreams
living inside each and every thought
you linking my arm love,
walking along the five fingers golden strand
in my living memory none can compare
free and alive our memories shared
Like blooming flowers
as now they are slowly fading
lovingly pressed deeply
folded inside these pages
with so much love
nothing ever decays
Always warm touching and so soft beautiful
lives inside forever one wonderful dream
as we walked together darling wow breathtaking,
shining forever in the circle of a Claddagh
always was my promise to you darling
on this very special day
Such a fulfilling dream
floating on air took my breath away,
this the most valuable item
my heart I gave to you so special,
caressing winds brush
freely with the spirit of your deep beauty,
divine everlasting angel strolling
were the fingers five of them, in total
sticks out into the deep sea
Sweetly holding hands
if only I could sing to you love
whistling in the breaths of a spirit
enchants inside echoing great ocean waves
believe me I would.
Turning changing all shades of blue to dark green
breaks in front of our visions,
the great Atlantic sprays her foam
within celebration kissing this mind
real love feelings striking
our spirits freely joined as we kissed,
in a cool summers breeze warm and gentle your lips
Looking into your eyes dark shining jewels
drifting away this heart overcome beating for you
each and every time looking at you smiling,
thinking as you smiled,out loud into myself
a gift from God truly amazing beautiful
beyond all words I know,
just how lucky I am
to have found you perfect
Sharing with you everything
internal present of your warmness so special,
sweetly scented softly kisses deeply inside touching
holding embracing your beauty,
this heart only sings in your name
loving you,
heart stopping at first glace,
mind blowing for me
singing inside this mind your praise
Kindred spirit
Kindred spirit
Can you feel it
Can you see it
Something's blowing
Blowing all around me
Something has found me
Walking on the ground with me
But you can't see it
You can only feel it
Kindred spirit
Kindred spirit
I believe something, something coming over me;
Feel the presents of my Father on to me;
Calm cool collectively
Never ending presents beside me
Warmness as of a late autumn morning;
Awaiting the dawn of autumn
Trees shedding their leaves
Wind blowing all around me
I am so near it
I don't fear it
Walking on the ground with me
But you can't see it
You can only feel it
Kindred spirit
From the forthcoming Anthology "Samaja"