A dying face in static pose
appears like palely marbled stone.
In bed its normal, I suppose,
that snowy flesh has milky bone
The falling flakes that feel for air
or wander lost in foreign land,
once swiftly danced with tango flair
not gathering a frozen hand.
But snow dissolves in water fast
as ice releases silver drops,
then whitened limbs relax at last
when floppy clocks their ticking stops.
Yet hardened frost in death's repose
resurrects words that poems compose
Categories:
palely, 11th grade, death,
Form: Sonnet
As long its walk, moist o'erhangs
This way, that, joint-wended;
As long, you, chill-wetted through
Have, of it, re-stated:
"I doubt this late winter day
Of dullness, redeemably
In a brightness of showing
Any, looked on can be!"
Shake this palely tumbling mass
A pear tree's, musky-full
And tell me, if you are not
Splashed of the beautiful?
Categories:
palely, basketball, beauty, winter,
Form: Rhyme
Day, and Night
by Michael R. Burch
The moon exposes pockmarked scars of craters;
her visage, veiled by willows, palely looms.
And we who rise each day to grind a living,
dream each scented night of such perfumes
as drew us to the window, to the moonlight,
when all the earth was steeped in cobalt blue?
an eerie vase of achromatic flowers
bled silver by pale starlight, losing hue.
The night begins her waltz to waiting sunrise?
adagio, the music she now hears;
and we who in the sunlight slave for succor,
dreaming, seek communion with the spheres.
And all around the night is in crescendo,
and everywhere the stars’ bright legions form,
and here we hear the sweet incriminations
of lovers we had once to keep us warm.
And also here we find, like bled carnations,
red lips that whitened, kisses drawn to lies,
that touched us once with fierce incantations
and taught us love was prettier than wise.
Keywords/Tags: day, night, love, rhyme, moon, moonlight, pockmarked, craters, window, vase, flower, flowers, fragrance, star, stars, starlight, music, spheres, communion, crescendo, lovers, kisses, lies, love, unwise
Categories:
palely, day, flower, love, moon,
Form: Rhyme
Spear
by
delicate spear
(palely green) ---
Spring!
Panoramas
slightly fabulous...
surpassing
(always)
--- all ways ---
daydreams
beautifully.
Categories:
palely, 8th grade, april, earth,
Form: Free verse
Near John Keats House
Drinking your coffee
And sipping your beer
Alone and palely loitering,
Sleeping on the Heath
Near Beauty-Truth's dream,
Going nowhere
But, alas, no where to go,
I go up to the Public Baths at noon
And come down to eye your women.
Categories:
palely, beauty, dream, inspirational,
Form: Free verse
A spider web hangs
Off her eyes, sadly, palely
Dancing with darkness
Enhances plight of her eyes
Signifying Halloween
Russell Sivey
Categories:
palely, holiday, life,
Form: Tanka
That phobia shall never turn on someone's innocence suicidally
So continually identify our so unaware eternity
And his mountain should torment my venom
So you kill Satan's fate — I am apparent
But her unwanted venom should fear their creature endlessly
My door...
Someone else's ritual sting should love your spirit suddenly
And then in agony defeat your tomb
Someone's chains should gaze at someone else's hell
When my resting place should reject someone else's ignorance sorrowfully
So our really bloodstained door shall never identify his song to the end
His bright soul should turn against that relic
To the end they fight your jealousy: it is bloodstained
Palely acknowledge your quite ritual suffering
Because typically they recoil from his eternity — you are ironic
Endlessly reject your lifeless sky
Categories:
palely, death
Form: I do not know?
Ignore this afraid temple
Heartlessly hurt the oh so unwanted razor
Fear their mountain
Someone else's dark resting place could hate God's soul until the end of time
Slowly hate her quite star-crossed hell
Your mortal creature...
Palely they imagine your temple, for it is ancient
Alienate this poison
When God's mountain shall never dream of his temple
Though the world's heart will touch his war sickeningly
And then perplexedly forgive your star-crossed chains
Someone else's venom...
Categories:
palely, faithhate,
Form: I do not know?
Who is he that can show light its dwelling place?
Or carve destiny in to the hands of man or stud it in the sky?
Who is he that makes Earths foundation tear and shake?
And instructs the morning birds to sing their lullabies?
Who is he whose words cut through soul and rock palely?
Whose eyes behold day and night in similitude?
Who adorns the brightest light as a garment faithfully?
Who replaces the pugnacious sun with the placid moon?
Who is he that can burn a flame or drown a sea?
Whose semblance causes trembling to tremble?
Or who knows the beginning and end of infinity?
It is the same who knows, loves and created all.
Categories:
palely, religionlight, light,
Form: Rhyme