The bees are hooked
Played by the scented temptation
The beauty of the escape
Into the fullness
Of a pollinated peace
Short lived this ecstasy
This joyous satiation
Driven by intoxications
Irreversible need
For more of what caused it
Sunrise, the opening flower
Aglow in a distant phantasy
Brushing away the fog
Rekindling an un-stoked fire
An ember craving ignition
Slowly they will emerge
Leave their hidden hives
Seek out the fluorescent petals
Of that ever illusive
Pollinated peace
Categories:
phantasy, addiction,
Form: Free verse
The wind brushes her red mane wild and untamed, lifting her gown
A trance sweeps and sways her figure while bright orbs surround her
Transported to other realms where forestry scenes blend far away
A wistful lean body revealed thru a sheer dress, she is lifted into thin air
As she twirls around to celestial sounds, with spirits she dances free
In this pipe dream phantasy I imagined it were me, on this blissful day
Categories:
phantasy, dance, fantasy,
Form: Ekphrasis
Nature Wonders
I stand in awe as nature wonders
Of raucous waves and roiling thunders
Rushing streams released as winter thaws
As nature wonders I stand in awe.
Spring awakens, her heartbeat quickens
A pulse of sap through bare boughs thickens
Fields of daffodils reawaken
Her heartbeat quickens, spring awakens.
Summer tangos in a seashore dance
Beneath clear skies of azure romance
Neon sunsets in shades of mango
In a seashore dance summer tangos.
Fall swirls in orange red fantasies
Enchanting dances of phantasy
Mischievous breezes spin into whirls
In orange red fantasies fall swirls.
Winter dreams of seeds in gestation
In the sweet hush of hibernation,
Silent cadence in snowy extremes,
Of seeds in gestation winter dreams.
10-14-22
Contest: Swap Quatrains
Sponsor: Emile Pinet
Rhymes checked with www.rhymezone
Syllables checked with www.howmanysyllables
Categories:
phantasy, seasons,
Form: Quatrain
Xanadu?
Wishful thinking?
Are you
an illusion?
Castle in the air
phantasy?
Tell me
if there are
answers
to my dream-
that this world
will soon recover-
be normal once again
post
Coronavirus.
May 25, 2020
Contest: Pick-A-Title, Vol 18 - Yalto
Sponsor: Edward Ibeh
Chosen: Title 5- Xanadu
Syllables
3,4,2,4,5,3,2,3,2,3,3,5,6,1,5
Categories:
phantasy, anxiety, earth, sick,
Form: Verse
The beautiful day has yet agreed,
It sits well preserved, being undisturbed
It takes a look at the world, its seed
Then offers it a delicate curb
Waits for the opportune phantasy
To magically manifest itself
Pleasure beyond measure apogee
Make sure there's more esteem for myself
The Beautiful Day, --me being happy!
2019 September 19
Categories:
phantasy, beautiful, character, happy, imagery,
Form: Verse
MOON RAKERS
The old tale goes in Wiltshire when
They wisely played the parts of fools
In deception of the Revenue men
Employed dumb faces and farming tools
The Brandy kegs you see were hid
In village pond sunk out of sight
While making retrieval from its mid
The Constables arrived in the night
These Wiltshire lads donned idiot leer
And played the role of dunce or loon
Then pointing at lake mirror clear
Averred ‘Were raking for the moon!’
An alternate allegory I perceive
The Moon and stars in water bright
May be the dreams we strive to achieve
Deceiving ourselves? or clearing sight
While others might see us as dreamers and fools
Could we maybe in spirit commune
Take up our metaphysical tools
Delve phantasy deep; rake for the moon
Categories:
phantasy, allegory, grandfather, inspiration,
Form: Verse
Grammar Series
SECOND CONDITIONAL
If I were a gambling man as my sin;
(I confess an occasional flutter)
Then if I had an acceptable win,
I would buy myself some new schmutter *
Note: it would make my verse more refined
If instead of "if I..." I wrote "we're I" and "had I"
Then perhaps The Immortal Bard would not mind
And Jane Austin would give me the glad eye
While I may forgive modern language’s slur
Wanting that which is sadly defunct, if
We avoid "if I was", rather say: "if I were"
Mindful that we are using subjunctive
Now the First Conditional suits admonishment
By uncles from Amsterdam, Delft or Utrecht **
While the Third is rueful and penitent
For sins of commission or those of neglect
But the Second tops my panoply
And it always has me beguiled
Inspiring creativity, phantasy
And imagination run wild
E.G.
Had I the combined wit of Wodehouse, and Wilde
I would put my pen to write such a tale
That would make the face of God crack a smile
And the heavens to burst in a giggling gale
Categories:
phantasy, language,
Form: Rhyme
At night, you'd lay down and dream
The days of our life
When I come around, please don't scream
It cut through like a knife
Swiftly, as the sea wind, it went down
Would you blame it on God?
If am not seen another dawn
To share with you my cod
Before your phantasy runs wild
Remember, I'll always love you
In your dream, I'd be mild
To make that beautiful body coo.
Categories:
phantasy, allusion, best friend, farewell,
Form: Rhyme
Strange creatures in the night descend
Waiting for death, in winged flight.
With banshees wailing, Fates portend
Another star will shine tonight.
Dark forces now by sorcery
Decieve, and try to steal a soul.
Eternal flames of misery
Shrouding death, by hyperbole.
Starlight shines bright, clouds disappear.
Amazing Graces gently pray
Life after death, we should not fear.
The hand of reason shows the way.
Her finger points towards the sky.
The firmament shakes one star free.
Then guiding death, on wings they fly.
To live again, eternally.
6/ 22/ 2015
Categories:
phantasy, fantasy,
Form: Quatrain