I’ve travelled a long way in lonely vale,
in the distance I see your face gone pale,
turning into a colorless shapeless shadow,
indistinct in the darkness of the past hollow.
But in the mystique moonshine night
solitude hangs like silver mist in sight,
spreading a veil of glaze to forever last
on the present and on the past.
I then hear your soft footsteps clear,
carry the resonant echo of our past near,
break the shroud of loneliness, and with its shard
we mend the fence between us in our yard.
We now keep it blissfully strong,
where our entwined hearts belong,
for we’ve restored it with true love as glue,
shaping the tomorrow, reassured and new.
Now my longing times are for you, yours mine,
on drifting winds we don’t ever incline.
We’ve shortened the distance, come closer,
for we’ve built a bridge of fusion together.
We’ve weaved enchanted in the craving air
the tapestry of love with fervent flair
that decorates the bridge between you and me.
Let it not burn as long as our dreams we see.
For the epiphany, this Sunday at thirteen
I wanted a cake of kings,
I have a bakery across the street from my house
hello I would like a galette of kings,
Apple or frangipane? Waw?
I didn’t ask for an apple pie!
It's the end of a perfect fall day,
the sun is going slowly down
and the evening light is starting
to melt into night.
Soon the sky will be velvet blue
sprinkled with diamond-studded stars.
The air will be cool but not yet crisp-
and a huge yellow moon will hang low
in the sky,
reminding me of a huge piece of cheese.
I love fall with it's many nuances-
leaves falling
air turning cooler
clear skies
and gorgeous sunrises.
Look and notice them yourself
see the colors of green grass starting to
fade into brown
and leaves softly floating ever so gently
to the ground.
Fall is beautiful
orange-colored pumpkins
of all sizes in patches
and Halloween-just
around the corner.
I'm falling in love with fall
I'm falling
falling
falling, ever so gently
into fall.
vortices
of life
vast
vértices
maelstroms
lived
I consulted with Spinoza
he spoke of God and Nature
I want something ovid
that cant be destroyed
Truman and Eisenhower
grew the Military Industrial complex
but in my dreams
I cannot deny that I'm agog
but since they have gone
My life has never been the same
Water lily lake
in hot pink epoch of sun
Coral lilies bob
Fuchsia flight, dusk melodies
Salmon rose sends scents
Moonlight lake gleams, as
skies darken to amaranth
Pink daisy twilight
Gathering sweet raspberries
at red-violet day's end
no stranger to the subtleties of love
not unwise to all combinations
and permutations of the game
yet a stranger ignorant unfledged
to the undulations and meanderings
of a heart that’s broken and impossible to heal
of a heart that’s shattered and barely held together
whose tenderness is the only currency of value
with frailties of life and death hanging in the balance
AP: 3rd place 2022, 3rd place 2022, Honorable Mention 2022
Submitted on March 13, 2022 for contest 'A BRIAN STRAND INFORMEL' sponsored by BRIAN STRAND - RANKED 1ST
There is white and pale nostalgia
sweet memories and terrible ones
treat pain softly to have, analgia
you be eaten by termites moths, none
November breezes in with style
Autumn zephyr carries a smile
Multihued leaves, they float around
Before dancing down to the ground
Hope flames high on smoky bonfire
Melting out hatred's dark desire
November dreams make it worthwhile
Autumn rakes up the leaves that pile
Gold and bronze and russet abound
Chromatic colours sure astound
Love burns in our humble heart's pyre
Kindling faith when we most require
November knows Winter's hostile
Therefore it lets Autumn compile
Various patterns on leaf mound
Dazzling the eyes, while we're spellbound
Life plays under God, the dyer
Before ceding to snowy mire.
10.29.2020
Checked with www.howmanysyllables.com
For William Kekaula's "Lay November" contest
The Master of Nuances
Supreme literary intensity
Rainer Maria Rilke—
Inspired as Orpheus sings
Predilection for Die Dinge
A mastery of true nuances
A thirst for poetic symbols
He sings now with Orpheus
And the angels in Heaven.
Gary Bateman, Copyright © All Rights Reserved
December 5, 2016 (Verse)
Those nuances
Simple shade of a meaning
May captivate your mind
And be quite intriguing
As the story unfolds
There is a building of suspense
There is just no telling
As to what may happen next
Hello, I’m glad we know each other,
Let me tell you what I think of you,
About those little things you say,
About all those things you do.
I love your hidden smile when
You see something others didn’t see,
To how you love to exaggerate and
Use earth sized hyperbole.
And then you plan a trip overseas
To hike to a mountain peak
But instead you book a scuba diving course,
All within a week.
I love your nuances, your traits, your quirks,
The things that are yours alone.
You’re the music playing inside my head,
My beautiful, powerful megaphone.
Above my head, a ray
where I sit on a mossy ledge,
stylus in my hand drips words
like acid upon thin papyrus sheets--
of myths and cultures perishing,
never to be repeated in splendour
and tragedy-- their brilliance borne
through swollen rivers' lore.
A Brian Strand Contest NO 18
Oct 10, 2016
Quilled Nuances
W When the quills dip into dark inks,
O On parchments it unfolds the hearts,
N Nuancing with their pensive thoughts,
D Distilling the essences gathered over years,
E Easily flowing into words to reach out to ages,
R Revering the creation of the creator to eyes,
F Fantasied with the fanciful placement of words,
U Unveiling different images by blessed hands,
L Lovingly pouring the lords wine into our cups.
January 11, 2016
Contest: Wonderful Acrostic
Sponsor: John Hamilton
(Dedication: This is for my Dearest Ann.)
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Nurture nice nimble nuances near
Freeze-frame fiery fashion from fear
Seize sweet scented soulful stance
Defy decadent dream dance
Grace grooms grandeur's gifts
Live lovely lift
Ends etch ease
Prize peace
Dear
Leon Enriquez
17 November 2015
Singapore
(Note: This poem is a Nonet with Alliteratioon.)
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