Phantasms Poems | Examples

Frigid

Cold wins blow across
My weary bones
Feathered icicles 
Hanging high above home
Downey woodpecker
Eating a suet mix
Nature’s inadequacy 
For a protein fix
Cats watch behind 
Glass doors
Phantasms erupt
On litter laden floors 
Feathered shadows
Creeping in my door 
Sultry winter 
Crystal icicles
Creatures on my floor
Warming sun
Shrinks the creatures range
Infatuation of darkness 
Mentally so strange

Lost To The Four Winds

Fiendish, they encapsulate strawberries;
Subliminal message makes mouths water; 
Phantasms won’t let go of the fields 
lost to the four winds of conflagration;

Subliminal message makes mouths water,
you can smell such a superb sweetness;
Lost to the four winds of conflagration,
smoke is no match for rich history;

You can smell such a superb sweetness,
esculent you taste but can’t find them;
Smoke is no match for rich history
writing a declaration into urban legend;

Esculent you taste but can’t find them,
an overwhelming vision overtakes you;
Writing a declaration into urban legend
shared at slumber parties for continuity;

An overwhelming vision overtakes you,
phantasms won’t let go of the fields;
Shared at slumber parties for continuity,
fiendish they encapsulate strawberries.

It's a Strange Place

It's a very strange place
when in dreams I chase
phantasms,
a figmant of imagination,
or an apparition of warning
from my soul,
seeing what is hidden 
from the light
of day.

It's a very strange place
and only an illusion
of madness
overtaking all the senses,
crossing the line
of reality
into the realm of shadows
that only I can 
dream.

Watercolor Nightmare

Pardon for fingers
Body painting my fixed face—
Marking up a scene
Of raw phantasms that look
Like they're falling for my tears.

Ring

Plain emptiness,
where I touch an ebony
diamond, only gives
me edges— wiped in my
macadam; heartache an 
old rust from repetitious
beats

the faceted phantasms
link, perhaps to mask
their face— or mine;
light just off within
its sides— all my 
fingers stream sanguine, 

no fit for the hollows
on my face, madness
glitters— and so drags
my shadow's shadow— 
like far wishes took from life.

Luminescence

Only going around the moon,
where to the eclipse I feed homage
to keep my heart in my fingers;
there pallor in the empiricism of
burning conscience lifts

to look on a dark spot—
in the hallways of my soul.
My thought would be alone inside— 
the polished floor with broken 
frames.

Couldn't I stand unappalled
for my scars, then absolute
them in ocean salt?  There,
walks no line...

just phantasms in silver,
that harvest the beauty
of dreams.

Within twisted vines,
out of their depth—
a shaded rose grows.

Window Looking

From deep melancholy
I can see things are still moving.
Droning buildings, persons and some
pales of persons (inside), animal airs,
and walking phantasms yearning 
to be beautiful.

It all seems within my touch
but lodging too much
(I couldn't win the glass)
With this parallel palm's (pane).
A day never looks the same—
For my cutting hunger to tame.

Fingertips cold; old;
Pressing on heat— that an injury
meets.
Pining for my reflection
to be seen; by cities; by people;
(by me).

My Own God

Everyday's life, black disguise 
I meet myself, can't recognize.
carnival glasses, phantasms trod
in love I find, small piece of God.

Foggy air sails, no patch of land 
I meet myself, can't understand
High and low, I venture abroad
in love I find, small piece of God.

Thanks in prayers, I say no please
all forgiven, heart is at ease
I come to terms, even and odd.
In love now I find, my own God.

Brain Harmony

Skies cast an opaline tone on the periwinkle
From the outbreak of numbness
In the clangorous concord of the brain
Phantasmagoric cosmos of phantasms
Fully loosened by pennilessness and distress
Where genuine life dwells just as a nightmare
Strident sound singing a somber song

Written: November 10, 2022

Dark World

Dark World

A world gone dark, trapped in isolation
Reality fades, felt is the approaching cessation
Unmatched is this bleak and utter heartbreak
Time becomes obtuse, present fabrics now quake

Squandered decorum, searching for hopes door
A clear and present danger, discovered once more
Abandoned and sequestered, searching for light
Rearing vital hope, moving forward in the night

Inoculations brought forth which many deny
Phantasms maintained as many more die
Searching for truth in a world that hides
Convinced of false faith, ignoring the tides

False sages conceal empirical fact
Browbeating their brethren with abominable tact
A juncture has come, more lines have been drawn
Man needs to unite before all hope is gone

Covid-19: We Will Survive Together

A miasma, death throes, rot,
Dark, cloudy minds, depriver.
Unseen foe, a viral bot,
Life taker, a death harbinger.

Uncontrollable spasms,
Unimaginable fears.
Unstoppable phantasms,
Hunting all of our dears.

So small it is, so deadly,
Invisible, a murderer.
Mankind wails so mournfully,
a small, sinister curdler?

On this terrestrial spaceship,
We dare to stand together.
And push this nefarious blip,
Extinct once and for ever.

My Naked

Feeling so unclothed in my newest dress
having no knowledge of mine
Unraveling crocheted phantasms
My head is of lead, my body of soot
Traded in my prettiest songbird 
for a kind word
For a free I conceived so wide
A mouth agape, bellowing my soul song 
I dreamed him a succulent sweetness
With bigger hands
As rain floods all my never 
I think of your brother’s leisurely cow eyes
Cyclones if unearthed beauty
To be admonished by only those that paid mind
And so I cursed the only true voice
Solipsistic techno dream carry me
And to all the cowboys that wrangled me
My heart beats too

Charming Patterns

Morning sun floods the room
Pouring over walls in charming patterns
Light flickers and shimmers, throwing
Soft, velvet shadows onto the floor
Where there are fantasies falling
Metaphors so wise and alive
Copying the silence and sharing hope
Through similes, mirages lingering
Stories told through phantasms
Visions flowing on the air in rays
Where light throws a gentle praise
For His glorious ways, His day
Colored in musical prayers, psalms
Beckoning on the walls, the ceiling, the floor
Where all these shapes are outlines
Repetitions of the heart who glows
On the light of a sunshine thought
Breathing splendor into the air
Painting silence in hues of kindness
Enlightening, inviting, exciting
Shadows so alive they delight a caress
Lingering on the breathtaking grace
That streams in through the window
Creating charming patterns of compassion




Charming Patterns Poetry Contest
Sponsored by Julia Ward
September 26, 2021

Phantasmagoria

Dark shadows cast by trees at night-
   as wind gives life to limbs that scare,
so oft can stir such inner fright.
   Dark shadows cast by trees at night   
morph images- let thoughts incite
   unwanted feelings of despair;
dark shadows cast by trees at night-
   as wind gives life to limbs that scare.

The mind plays games and creates fear,
   as tree-limb shadows writhe around
like eerie snakes, entwined, austere.
   The mind plays games and creates fear,
while courage fades- truths disappear.
   As steady moonbeams sweep the ground,
the mind plays games and creates fear-
   as tree-limb shadows writhe around.


October 24, 2020

~1st Place~
Contest: Pick-A-Title, Vol 24 - Triolet- ABaAabAB
Sponsor: Edward Ibeh
Judged: 11/12/2020

Phantasmagoria (a shifting series of phantasms,
illusions, or deceptive appearances, as in a
dream or as created by the imagination).
dictionary.com

Phantasmagoria

 
I dream figments of imagination,
and fantasies phantasmagoria;
the visions of my mind's coloration !
I dream figments- of imagination,
dark illusions of this life's damnation;
yet, these phantasms bring euphoria !
I dream . . . figments of imagination;
and fantasies_ phantasmagoria !

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October 17, 2020


Poetry/Triolet/Phantasmagoria
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Written for the Standard contest, Pick-A-Title, Vol 24 - Triolet
sponsor, Edward Ibeh, Judged 11/12/20

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