Flows fountain of delight,
enwraps the parched spirit.
Drink glee philtre sated,
leap dazed with fulfillment.
Charm dreams show
slow motion
scenes you know
owe your joy
when stars glow.
Categories:
philtre, happiness, joy,
Form: Other
Contest: Favorite Things
Sponsored by : Nette Onclaud
Date : August 18, 2025
Pearls descend from onyx clouds,
locks brace rainbow hue.
Gems latticed in lilac lips
bloom roses on you
with surreal gleam.
Drops of sensual philtre
design my day dream.
Categories:
philtre, analogy, beauty,
Form: Rhyme
A STUDY IN VIOLET
This treasure house of objets d’art
Littered with plots and storylines
A room encrusted with jewels of history
Inviolate – and undisturbed.
Over there, a military tunic
Blue – and in such fine condition.
Pale lapels perhaps too remote or innocent
Of its vile ‘let them have it’ past.
Here, an abandoned symphony
Black notes pebbledash the page.
Written for that ancient violin, no…
Viol. Late Belle Epoch I think.
That leather book I recognise
An ancient asset register.
And with such work of reference
Identify - a little more.
A philtre or monk’s cure perhaps.
Or poison, used to sway an empire.
Something forensic science may analyse
This phial – let it keep its secret.
Here, a scroll. Homeric tragedy?
Greek, according to the words.
Those old strange symbols, faded now
A ‘Phi’ or letter ‘P’ – I’m sure.
I cannot touch nor be considered
A robber, loose in a dusty tomb.
Caught in the torchlight, gold in hand
Say ‘Fie!’ – or let him go.
This treasure is too much for anyone
To really own. To hide away.
Bequeathed to me but never really mine.
Something Auntie Violet always knew.
Categories:
philtre, analogy, character, missing you,
Form: Free verse
Overwhelmed dark vehemence
i swedges each breathe
for emancipation from shackles of
dark streets i walk
pawing of his covetous touches
loath tie-ins running since ages
serfdom of a man's wench
or from the core of philtre of miseries
Beneath my mass
My soul espoused
The overwhelmed dark vehemence
It is nor cremated neither cemented
'Rape her once
Rape her twice
Rape her enormous
In a troop or sole
Arouses the torment in her veins
And her blood starts rotting away
She greedily quest the weapon
The weapon to shred him as he devoured whole of her masses into pieces in one bite
The weapon to shred the mayhem that devoured her halcyon days'
Beneath my mass
My soul espoused
The overwhelmed dark vehemence
It is nor cremated neither cemented
Categories:
philtre, 12th grade, age, character,
Form: Epigram
Drenched in drowsy drizzle of summer rain,
in desolate den of my mauve meadow,
a thorny sapling sprouts alone again.
Between green leaves a blushed bud starts to grow,
unfurls pink petals in trance of dawn’s glow.
As gleaming rain drops drape like pearls of dew
glint of rose in my wasteland smiles like you.
Rain soaked locks lay gems on your lilac lips,
blazing like autumn leaves in rainbow hue,
drips of luscious philtre my day dream sips.
(The word chosen is "Rain")
April 12, 2020
Syllable count : 10 each line
Checked on howmanysyllables.com
Contest : Delightful Dizains
Sponsor : Beth Evans
Categories:
philtre, analogy, lust, rain,
Form: Dizain
In illuding dunes
chasing the mirage
the state of actuality infringed
by surrealistic perception.
The lattice of dream
crumbles on scorched sands
of ember time
hope squelched
by whirlwind of verity.
At the edge of darkness
dawning fortitude
beckons the zephyr
embalmed with philtre of oasis.
From the ruins of sphinx
the dust rises.
_________________
February 25, 2020
For A Brian Strand Informel Poetry Contest
Categories:
philtre, courage, hope, life, surreal,
Form: Free verse
In the nectar of purple rose
my garden of Eden bloomed,
the catalyst of adoration
concocted to bewitch
your drifting heart,
flew like an entranced butterfly,
that turned to an amorous tapestry
enfolding in fervor you…desired.
The tempest of time
blew the floral dreams away,
effect of potent love potion
faded like twilight gleam
to the sharp edge of falling night,
the slices of slashed butterfly
lay strewn on incomplete collage of love,
frozen in the winter of despair…obscure.
In the sunburst dawn of spring
through the valley of rose
I’ll walk again my dreams to you,
with the elixir of ecstasy
I’ll make beguiled
for you the sweetest philtre,
so you become mine…forever.
October 21, 2019
Contest : Love Potion
Sponsor : Julia Ward
December 20, 2019
Contest - Strand Special 6,Any Form, Any Theme
Sponsor - Brian Strand
Categories:
philtre, inspirational, love,
Form: Free verse
I have tried
casting a spell on you
I don't know
what else a mere mortal can do...
Love potion
boil and bubble
poison darts
toil and trouble...
Red laced apples
caffeinated coffee
non-caffeinated
pinch of rosemary
9 oz sweet red wine
1 ginseng root...
Goddess of love
hear my plea
let her fall in love
and so desire me...
My love philtre
will enchant her
it will pomp her
my love potion...
9 red rose petals
3 almonds
9 clovers
9 drops of vanilla extract..
My true love
her face I not yet see
come my love
so it shall be..
Eye of newt
stew and brew
9 basil leaves
count to seven
all good children
go to heaven..
The cow
jumps over the moon...
My love potion
boil and bubble
"poof!"
takes away all
my troubles!
~ ~ ~
Categories:
philtre, for her, love, magic,
Form: Free verse
THE VIRGIN’S NIGHT FEATURES
Oh virgin’s night features I dearly love
As a companion for my noble peace,
Then, loneliness a prey out of my globe,
For her altar to bless me with a kiss.
Lost by day but you a philtre in my night;
Daff the light for the milky sight in whole,
As thou undress before the canstick light.
Inclip me your haunt on my wooden couch
For thou art now good taste on my soft skin,
With a thought I step blind in your real touch,
“Oh, she’s just a pucelle in white so skinny.
Let me offer thee aegis as treasure,
To make me wow thee with love as pleasure
Categories:
philtre, girlfriend-boyfriend, me, night, me,
Form: Sonnet