Whispy breeze giggles with ease
cool is rippled river clear
willows weep not as we lovingly tease
rainbow trout jumping, a catch
will be dear
Our porcelain legs, arms encircle loose
larks, butterflies flutter around scented spruce
eyes holding sacred stars from Venus and Mars
we left picnic basket in homing stars
Family wondering whether catch will be salmon
then no need for ordinary dinner gammon
my arms so strong, I’m the provider
always beside her, sister the flowery
insider !
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[ Painting: Original Title: La pêche à la ligne
ARTIST : FRANCOIS BOUCHER
Date: 1752
Style: Rococo
Genre: pastorale
Media: oil, canvas
Location: Grand Trianon, Paris, France
Dimensions: 150 x 188 cm ]
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2nd Placement: Premier Contest
Sponsor: Brian Strand : March 26
Silver Digital Trophy : All Poetry Ekphrasis
Contest : March 26
Fall season is a favored time of year
when leaves irradiate their aurum cheer.
Custard colors cloak paths with brilliantine
while misty breezes tease the woods to sheen.
A couturière flouncing haute couture,
adorning the hillside with striped hachure.
Rich gemstones of ornate colors convey
an elegance to Her brilliant bouquet.
Wild winds blow briskly and bracingly strong.
High mountain tops lace in silver sarong.
Her splendent figure, festive femme fatale,
reigns regally pluperfect pastorale.
Her flamboyant panache is très chic.
Au fond, She's decisively magnifique!
"If you need a thesaurus to find the right word, then it's the wrong word." -- a remembered, probably misquoted, old maxim.
A week of rain
has left my yard spongy
but quite lush -- and birds, now,
are again appearing.
A small, strange toad --
here rarely seen --
startled me yesterday
at my threshold.
Inside, my three cats
persistently attacked a lone
long lizard hiding in
an artificial palm.
I mention minutiae,
breathe deeply in and out:
my unremarkable reality,
my routine life...
Too often, words -- and
problematic politics -- intrude.
A heaven's guardian angel dose plays
The silk golden lyre's beauty and repose.
Thine wet tears flow to sounds of heavens ways.
It echoes pastorale music with praise;
Docile strings tenderly, caressed on rows.
A heaven's guardian angel dose plays.
Engaging and entertaining saint braise;
Chosen beacon over sunlit meadows.
Thine wet tears flow to sounds of heavens ways.
Speak of love, faith, hope inspiration blaze,
Of divine spirit's lead; its wise heart knows.
A heaven's guardian angel dose plays.
Bound to love beneath darken daunting rays
And withering beauteous fragrant rose.
Thine wet tears flow to sounds of heavens ways.
Wayward wisp sounds and lights through nights and days.
Dreams caught till dusk falls with dulcet repose.
A heaven's guardian angel dose plays.
Thine wet tears flow to sounds of heavens ways.
1/18/2020
Poetry Contest: Your Best 2019-2020 Villanelle
Sponsored by: William Kekaula
Suburban Pastorale
(I walk in nature still alone. Thoreau)
Among purchased trees
he seeks repose
and bruised
by civic alienation
forgets that Eden's cleft
has led to all that's made.
But surely he knows
Man and Nature
bound only by cultivation
are not the same.
For he, like most,
prefers his nature tame.
GOLDEN ARRAY.
Bucolic pastorale in hold to gaze,
It is a lovely view,flicker of hope,
Vivid shades of gold colour in a maze,
Worth a review,its streak rays downward slope.
Luminous freshness,carnival of light,
Leave the soft pillows,morning song birds choir,
New date has started,chirp chirp, all is bright,
Superfluous blaze,someone to click I would hire.
Celestial body,the tangerine sky,
Immortal ball in the horizon glides,
I'm awake,I hear my baby call and cry,
Daily routine starts with too busy rides.
World you empower and change calender,
Eternal,sincere is your endeavour.
Choice#3Virginia Woolf's novel "The Waves".
Form Sonnet-abab, cdcd, efef, gg. 10 syllables per line.
Contest:Three choices plus two.
Sponsor:Sara Kendrick.
30/11/2016.
A choir of Angels in heaven plays
Angelic pastorale music with golden harps and amaze
With musical note that sings
On vibrating strings
Every string tenderly, caress, and plucked deepen and overwhelm
Its echoes, relished, and hearken throughout the heavenly realm
By: Eve Roper
2/25/2015
aspirante suono escono abitare come violino,
per aprire la crescente punteggio su par
con quelle che parla delicatamente, si trova
diretto dal piano di un parente prossimo.
essa sollecita più in pace mentre a dissipare,
la prua ha mosso da obiettivi si ritirano e avanzano
un elemento sorprendente ogni superiore
Di fatto morire, la ondulato ha fatto.
mentre interiorità, effigi immenso,
concernenti la verità violini' invadano
La frontside centrale canopy sul palco
si con pastorale principali stan.
finzione, che abilmente tocco slanciata impugnatura
acquisire la falsetto figlio aigu
annunciando Bon voyage, seducente chi?
Zélindor, ha descritto questo a sedurre.
gioire concepisce benessere, di fermento,
mentre Lafayette predice una piacevole modifica
di Melody circostante ogni scambio
una finalità momenti il lamento.
dipendente dal repertorio area,
il violino "con l'aria
Serenata per un momento di disperazione
a pieno carico imbarazzo a Alba.
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