Mystify Poems | Examples

Let the Flowers Grow Again MYSTIC

The frost has melted, the world is hushed still,
In the soft, wet earth, a promise to fulfill.
A golden trumpet, from a winter's dream,
The daffodil awakes by a silver stream.
It shivers once, a breath of nascent light,
And opens wide to drink the morning bright.
A simple dance, a sunbeam on the ground.
Where silence breaks with a glorious, joyful sound.
Its gentle wisdom, an ancient, hopeful plea,
To mend the heart and let the spirit be.

And as the day descends in quiet grace, 
The orchid waits in a hidden place.
A velvet whisper, a painted, folded fan,
A mystic symbol, beyond the mortal plan.
It clings to shadow, a ghost of moonlit air, 
with roots that drift upon a silent prayer.
Each patterned petal, a spell from ages old,
A story whispered, a secret yet untold.
The orchid dreams in realms of softest thought,
A perfect beauty, by patient starlight wrought.

So let them rise, the daffodil and orchid,
From separate worlds, by separate purpose guarded.
The sun-kissed singer and moon-drawn sigh,
One to proclaim, one to mystify.
For in their blooming, the world is whole and new,
And ancient magic can once again break through.

Forbidden Fruit

To think that I could set a spell
and have a little chat,
that out might pop a sweet rondel
like rabbits from a hat
whose origins no bard could tell - 
can you imagine that?

But what might mystify me more:
to call that work my own.
Would you not have to silence shame
or are such thoughts unknown?
The tech is cool, that much is true;
sometimes my mind is blown,
but characters are often lost
once typed into a phone.

Hiranyagarbha

The cosmic egg, Hiranyagarbha sleeps,
which simply means we’re yet to awaken,
in as hatch out of the womb, when grace seeps,
that balanced polarities when shaken,
recognise that soul’s never forsaken,
descending to heart, which is God’s abode,
imbibing bliss, thus paying Him an ode.

In case these terms mystify, just know this,
that our soul’s light, is in form crystallised 
and when so graced by Divine Mother’s kiss,
objects on earth no longer weighed and sized,
our true presence, is in heart’s realised.
Along kundalini’s blooming process,
whilst awake, we make in our heart ingress.

Nature’s Tricks

Butterless flies flutter by
and dragons without fire fly.
	Over and under, 
	curious wonder.
Nature’s tricks do mystify.

Dark Eyes

Dark eyes deep soul she'll take control or give it away, a passing by on a glance just won't do, to the bias view shes a bit off que, the dim light ain't her right, left it for the vocal que thats right in tune,  she replaced  it and gave it a lime, now she shines brighter. Believes that beauty, is a movie in sweats with a minion. Cocky controls her swag, knows that all that she has is more than enough, her sexi is  addictive if mischief made grace she'd have her in spades. She's got the gift of the gab tell you she dont use, then check into rehab. Elegance right beside her. Beautiful isn’t fair, in the crossing air she’ll give you a myth, to mystify your thoughts and show you a standard, god don't make mistakes infact he planned her.

Unsubstance - March 27-May 9

Elusive, quick, a wisp of spectral smoke,
you, as a twinge that flickers in the eye, 
haunt the corners of sight; you mystify
perception—such the awe you so evoke. 

Arcane, abstruse, veiled in a phantom cloak,
you, as a fleeting shadow passing by,
confuse the intellect; you do defy
detection—all instincts you ill provoke. 

In those moments, when(briefly)you appear
as a fast flash,—only to flitter from
reality,—a momentary zap 
in a surging current,(you’re hard to hear,)—
yea in those moments, left behind, struck dumb,
I wonder mutely,—“have I made you up?”

Skating Upon Saturn's Rings

Saturn's rings mystify me indeed-
all seem bound with no purpose or need.
Spinning boulders and ice-
pictures of them add spice.
In the end, where will good answers lead?

But, last night I woke up from strange dreams;
found I landed by way of moonbeams!
To my greatest surprise
right in front of my eyes-
Large space monsters fast led to my screams!

The group traveled on magical skates
fixed beneath monster dumpsters with grates-
which then opened to spread
the trapped boulders instead
of them roaming around with bad fates.

They sprawled tons of old space-filled debris,
and I gathered from what I could see,
kept those rings plumped up well;
captured for a long spell
eased collisions in our Galaxy!

Now, I know that these facts aren't true
cause that's not how those circles accrue!
Magnetism makes rings
space debris to them clings!
So, this theme earned my fun poet's view!

The Long Road

The road looked so long
As if it had no end
But it had been travelled before 
And it will be travelled again
All it would take is curiousity 
The urge to do something 
And the feeling that you are special
You know that first step is the hardest
Luckily the later ones will be easier
The experiences will mystify you
Pulling you into your imagination
Your thoughts running wild
Changing your reality
And maybe your ideas about life
So, take the first step down that road
And see the person you can become

© Poem – VIII/XII/MMXXIV
LRET

Monarch butterfly

Beloved monarch or milkweed butterfly,                            Your migration may mystify,                                                    Do you migrate from Australia or America?,                     How do you ascertained the area?,                                     Your journey holds spiritual significance,                                It serves as a symbol of existence.

Dreams

Dance in the meadow, swim along the lake
Marvel at the wonders, our vivid journey will take
Soak yourself in raindrops, let your fingers feel the cold
Allow the wind to brush our bodies, those feelings are made of gold.

Let wonders fill your memory,  to carry you through your day
Where you can re-enact them, to those you meet on your way
For dreams are a work of magic, they astound and mystify
Because they are individuals, money cannot buy.

They travel on our journey, always by our side
Growing as we wander, on this wondrous, enchanted ride 
Tuck them in your pocket, they will suit you well
Keep them for tomorrow, the stories you will tell

Crickets Comply

Luna rises high
into an ebony sky,
as bats begin to fly.

Silence seeks sounds to amplify;
and while crickets comply,
Luna rises high.

Mating fireflies nearby 
start flashing lights that mystify,
against ebony sky.

Warranting a sigh,
wolves howl and cry;
as bats begin to fly.

Mistletoe

Merrily, merrily, 
mystify him gently, 
manage him to the door.
Make sure he sees the sprig,
manifest, boldly ask,
majestic  tradition,
mirthfully with a kiss.

The Sands

the sands 
a practice in patience
as they shine inner
                      tranquility

the sands 
mystify with colour
 a minds silent 
                         solitude

the sands 
shines a light inside
shining on the jewels
                            of truth

the sands 
opens the door to
 nobility, love and
                            harmony

the sands
a creation of the universe
they have a beginning
                    and an end

the sands
lift the mist then
float in calming 
                          waters


 the sands
              a symbol
                         of life

Captivation

I'd never paid much mind before;
but then one day, she caught my eye.
With captivation, I stood still-
her clever skill did mystify.

The weaver, with her silky thread,
skilled in creating such designs-
without a pattern to go by-
wove out her art with perfect lines.

This inborn talent blew my mind- 
an image, seen as perfect art!
How does she know to weave that way-
with no instructions from the start?

Then, all at once, a moth flew down-
held fast- as if caught in a trap.
The weaver quickly moved right in;
her day's fine lunch- in silk did wrap.

October 9, 2022

~2nd Place~
Contest: Captivation
Sponsor: Julia Ward
Judged: 12/23/2022

Amedeo Modigliani

stretch artist, A. Modigliani amplifies
sketching curvilinear bodies, weak eyes 
his far-fetching figures still mystify us
despite his premature death to meningitis.

May 10, 2022

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