Permeating Poems | Examples

Lost Love

I hear the words spoken with your eyes
And I realize, there nothing we should fear
We  know, that soon you'll have to go
And as I hold your hand , I shed a bitter tear

I hold your picture in my hand
And I understand, the smile upon your face
And feel, it's deep an tender love
Permeating me through its warm embrace

I feel your touch, the warmth that you are near
The depth in which you care, with tenderness so sweet
The scent of your perfume,   filling every room
Makes my heart still skip a beat

Chorus

I hope that you can see
Wherever you may be
My love for you will always fill my heart
And I know that soon
There will come a day
That we will find a way
To be together 
and never ever part

Virginia

I want to go to Virginia

With a girl named Virginia.

Feel the sullen breeze cross my face,

Surf over the knobby contour of my nose, 

Then whiz past my ear as I hold Virginia close.


Her honeysuckle shampoo 

Permeating my brain.

Both sets of our eyes gaze riverward,

Wondering if the dream had started

Or is this the magical reality

We forever wished for.

With my phaser on stun clipped at my side

We kept on along the water’s edge 

Hand-in-hand. Our skin dry, warm, 

And glowing, with our heads full of 

Miracles and our hearts 

In serene syncopation.

LIGHT

 Floating on a rock in an Infinite Space, Drifting with the Whirlpools and Eddies 
 of the Cosmos, Dancing with the Stars and Space Dust, One with the Light,  
 Riding High with Infinitudes, Blazing Wild, Blazing Bright, Blazing Fetters to      
 Shine as the Sun, Riding the Wind toward Infinite Awes, Scintillating like
 Fireflies, Dazzling the Ethers, Sparking the Wick of the Eternal Flame,  
 Oscillating like Bonfires of Majesty, Rising High to Cathedrals of Everlasting Life, 
 Permeating the darkness with Rays of Gold and Sapphire, Overcoming,  
 Conquering, Ascending with Emeralds of Wisdom and Jewels that   
 Dazzle the Mind. I AM the Light, Lucid, Gleaming, Sovereign and Just

The Seeds of Dandelions

Daisies twisted into fantasy crowns and jewelry.
Honeysuckles permeating the nose, golden-buttery.
Sweet Honesty, when I was fresh and summery.

My spirit was the frenetic wind, a new storm exciting.
Shades of purple-yellow-green-pink polish, engaging.
Loose, the elbows-knees-hips-ankles-neck, sashaying.

Belly flop onto a gorgeous garden spread, a teen’s bed.
A record-player, all my own, spinning vinyl, ‘fore I wed.
What’s for dinner, left up to my mom; memories embed.

When wishes, were strewn in every direction, the seeds
of dandelions…when a natural glow, not internal, beads
lit up my face. Life before me, without a glimpse of weeds.

Now, I see clearly, the fresh trek of my progeny, assessing
various paths, as if there’s a purport that they’re following.
The fragrance of a bridal train; wisteria of vibrant blessing.

Ode to the wild rose

I love how the wild rose
doesn't take direction
it takes charge in summer

it blooms in generous abundance
permeating the air with its perfume
for passersby rich or homeless

the wild rose is anything by common
it's magnificent and an integral symbol
of equality for one and all under the sun



AP: 3rd place 2025, Honorable Mention 2025

Dancing With You

Dancing at the chance to advance,

Through every single circumstance,

Exponentially enhancing the experience.

Evolving, adapting to this existence.

Energy permeating the expanse,

Creating a physical romance.

A performance based chase,

The Soul wearing a face,

All together in the same place.

Receiving the gift of grace,

Chasing after what we feel matters,

Climbing our invisible ladders,

Defending ourselves from attackers.

A busy mind constantly chatters,

As thoughts splatter the landscape,

Your world starts taking shape.

There's no reason to escape,

You're the Hero, Grab your cape,

Scrape away layers that stink,

Reshape the way you think.

On the bottom you can't sink,

It's time to find the kink,

The weak link out of sync.

Drink from the fountain of youth,

Know you are the truth,

Advancing through dancing with you.

A singular Drop; That's All There Was

I gaze upon an opaque silver sky,
Descending dewdrops, developing above the mustache maw.
Ascending the nape to taste cherubim cry,
Permeating petrichor, pervade the nasal in auspicious awe.

Palpable pain of tactile taps
Kissing canker sores and rainstorm rush.
Radically rampaging, for its rapid relapse
Rain, it's infinite, swirling fervor flush

To drown by an inundated impound,
A vehement, vicious, void that immersed,
Wandering weakly on the ocean gored ground,
Drowning, isolated lungs; bellowing burst.

The tyrant tsunami my miracle world-wide flood,
Exploding existence, imploding insistence, ichor pools; blackened blood.

GEMINI LOVES QUASARS

Above beautiful clouds, dangles equivalent famous Gemini, highlighting immortal joy. Knotted lights motions nuclear oomph, permeating quasars romantic shine, tactically, until Venus whispers: x-rated yet zealous!

Serenity

The glow of morning casts its radiance 
A warm palette of illumination 
Sunbeams spear the pastel pink clouds 
Blazing its golden impact, the hot summer sun

The sky a misty veil of blue
Grass sways like a chorus of emeralds
The breeze carries its whispers of yesterday
Softly unveiling its gentle sound 

The heat of summer slowly unfurls its dark petals
Sweat glides down my spine like a sluggish flame
Lost within the starry tapestry, a tiny thread in its vast weave 
Melting into the infinite sky of darkness

Thunder resonates its deep, earthy pulse
An intense vibration felt deep within my bones
Boundlessly permeating its echo 
Across the vast expanse of the sky 

A force of energy transcends its beauty
Electric serpents sizzle and flicker across the sky
Quenched by the rain drops that glisten their renewal
Wrapping me within a celestial connection

Things Missing

Life is much  to  do about time, space, and place.
Our lives are developed in these three arenas.
It is where our lives are continually altered.
It is also where things go missing.

What is it like to be 34 months and 2000 miles
Removed from a placed you felt at home more
Than any other place and came to love
More than any other.

We all have treasured things that at some point
In our lives can disappear or become missing.
What are a few things that can go missing?
Things like emotions refusing to be disconnected;
Rare things that are very difficult to replace;
Things like moments that feel like magic.

For me, it is the site of raised hands at the altars.
It is the sound of my pastor's voice saying, "Wow!"
It is the Word of God permeating the church's bulletin.
It is an announcement of some new outreach venture.
It is being trained to be a doorkeeper in the House of God.
It is the sound of a man in the pews shouting, "JESUS!"
It is praise and worship compelling me to fall prostrate.
It is the free flowing of The Holy Spirit and a clear 
message of salvation that leads people to Christ.
It is a big bear hug from a big God loving man name Sam.

White Beauties of My Garden

"Flowers, the emblems of beauty and fragrance proudly assert that loveliness can catch every eye and brighten even the gloomiest heart"    ~ By Poet

look at these white blossoms,
attired in snow white velvety frocks,
unassuming and elegant
under the canopy of the starlit sky. 
though tiny in size, 
en masse they exude a hypnotic charm. 

birthed in the stillness of night,
they proclaim their presence,
in dazzling white.
decked by dewy beads,
they dance freely unnoticed.
some perfume the air 
with exotic scent,
permeating the nightly breeze. 

during day, they wait to be garlanded, 
by the amber beams of the sun,
longing to be hugged and kissed 
by the amorous butterflies.

these simple beauties are the silent partakers,
of life’s most beautiful romance!

Like A Gentle Kiss

The scent of night perfumes my pillow here tonight 
alongside jasmine dreams that will never go away 
A traceless dusk awaits me by tomorrow's infant light
as I dream beneath the umbra of a lost forgotten day 

Silently I revel by the flowered gates of Paradise 
jarring open with my fingers parting veils of time 
A harp of gold is being plucked right before my eyes 
as I float towards its cadence, I feel quite sublime... 

Ephemeral presences with feel and touch of home
everything is moving smoothly as I begin to slide 
Judgement day, I have arrived, here I stand alone      
waiting before the Jury, it makes no sense to hide 

Here inside this fragranced Kingdom an aromatic bliss,   
permeating right through heaven, just like a gentle kiss.

Solid

You 
never 
worried much;
She’s so crafty;
Fingertips of gold 
permeating,
rock solid;
Crystal 
witch.

Fairies

Beating their wings hard against the wind 
stars spring out soft, then slowly rescind 
Unwinding their colors round fur line trees  
the world as we know it falls at their knees;
Supernatural scents permeating the air 
diffusing their magic with charm and with flare 
Utopian eyes that wander then mirror  
cool crystal waters that cloak and transmit her 
Down in the orchard a butterfly sprite 
with emerald wings to gage through the night 
They dance and they flutter on wings of slow butter 
hovering gentle to hither and skitter 
inside a dominion of archmage enchanters.

A carpet of flowers surrounded by magic and dew,  
slow sip aromas of chamomile essence & feverfew.

Balanced existence

Oceon waves move in troughs and peaks, currants and eddys 
Are way down deep.' Permeating the fluids strong, salty grains
That pass unseen, echo of life be it bland or keen? As
Above in wayward events, all is changing to such extents'
Where are
Life or death? Its hard to sense' all things began from a
Void of deep dark dense.'  That shrouded the light 'about to start'
Its energy to move. And all construct.' It proves design
It shows out lines Of the God of life, who is out of our time'
Consider all is changeble? all we see won't last,!search for
God and eternity ere your chances are past.!

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