Ian Hamilton Finlay
the 'concrete' poet of his day
Shapes&patterns so spatial
ideas poetized in the visual
Categories:
poetized, art, poets,
Form: Quatrain
Lombada painted&poetized
well deserved her high fives
Famed as a troubadour
years ago in days of yore
Categories:
poetized, art, people,
Form: Clerihew
Novelist Thoma Hardy
also poetized with simplicity
Acclaimed for a narrative sweep
unlike his novels dark&deep
Categories:
poetized, people, poetry,
Form: Clerihew
Ian Hamilton Finlay
the 'concrete' port of his day
Shapes&patterns so spatial
ideas poetized in the visual
Categories:
poetized, people, poetry,
Form: Clerihew
English playright W H Auden
also poetized with his pen
Famed for his 'Stop the clock'
his.Funeral blues gave many a shock
Categories:
poetized, people, poetry,
Form: Clerihew
A 12th century poet was Saigyo
so famous he poetized the willow
He also poseyed about Spring
his words of influence made others sing
Categories:
poetized, people, poetry,
Form: Clerihew
Above the brick-layered buildings
And affront the crimson sky
Is a dragon with his breath a wielding
A battle with Hellboy in which he'll die
'Braam', 'Krunch', 'Boom' and 'Wup'
are noisies from the fiery battle
though quiet is the whispers
beneath the dragon's wing-shadows
Hellboy takes a dagger
across the lizards skin
and out of the sky she falls
but this will not be his win
She takes the form of the blood queen
and rips out Hellboy's heart, to Hell he shall travel
Wednesday, January 12, 2022
Whispering Wings Poetry Contest
Sponsored by: Chantelle Anne Cooke
Poetized from 'The Storm and the Fury', Mike Mignola
Categories:
poetized, angst,
Form: Rhyme
She nodded to the fishman, 'a zombie is in here',
He headed to the door so it would be more clear.
It was the last of the zombies told to the ectoplasmic man,
He was tied to a chair so couldn't even stand.
The zombie spoke the name of Huntley,
Then his head exploded rather timely.
Off they drove to find this man in the monestary,
It was late and dark, and awfly scary.
The path to the chapel was filled with more zombies?!?
Their guns took them down with the breeze!
Robert Huntley, 'hahahahahaha', loudly laughed!
He had dug up the grave within the building's draft.
Possessed he was with a skeleton necklace,
Then tranqualized down by the B.P.R.D. wreckless.
Yegor Kurya was the one to possess,
But his day would end with his bones six-foot caressed!
Wednesday, January 12, 2022
A Ghost Story Poetry Contest
Sponsored by: Angela Tune
Story poetized from 'Another Day At the Office', Mike Mignola
Categories:
poetized, anxiety, appreciation,
Form: Couplet
exploration
of the sensually
accessible
in
visual
phenomena
parallel picture
planes
of the totality
of life
attentive vital
explorations
imagined
refractions
rippling
foaming
frescoes
of
melancholy
paradise
made comprehensible
seeking harmony
concentrated&
focused
dream visions
of
inspiration
unparalleled
in
boldness
heightened
to the
point
of ecstasy
Categories:
poetized, art, poetry, tribute,
Form: Verse
Olde English in the vernacular
to celebrate a dialect
Language really said by men
poetized with words
used there and then
Tribute To Williams Barnes see my blog today 4 Aug
Categories:
poetized, language, poetry, spoken word,
Form: Ekphrasis
Like an angel from paradise you came
In my dream - I believed that to be true,
Like a princess you graced up on me
The realism was out of true.
I walked to you like my destiny famed
With your shadow beholden for obstacles unknown,
I traveled along mirthfully
With mind's eye of your presence alone.
You versed me the sonnet
With my choired essence from heart and soul,
You rhymed the lines with your agape love
With my odes poetized from esteem and parole.
You heeled with that dance
With my arms over your slender waist,
You balled to me apace
and softly impinged on me abreast.
You dallied with your innocence
With my veiled childhood those were lost erstwhile,
You bellylaughed with your essence
With my hogwash talk and smile.
You came like an angel and graced like a princess
In my dream - I believe that to be true,
The realism that I wish for
You are my baby queen and is not out of true.
Categories:
poetized, dedication, happiness, imagination, life,
Form: Rhyme
Anything For YOU
I poetized your name on the sky with my blood as the ink
I kept my eyes frozen to admire the beauty of your eye blink
I summoned Sakura flowers on the pavements beneath your feet
I studiously counted the flow of my love inside each of your heartbeat
Just tell me what else should I do to make you love me..!
Shall I carve out a majestic aurora using your canorous voice?
Shall I catch those dazzling stars from every blink of your eyes?
Shall I coerce the Moon to dance according to the flux of your hair?
Shall I ask the rainbow to entertain you when you're in despair?
Tell me!Tell me! Tell me! What should I do to make you love me?
Categories:
poetized, lovelove,
Form: Romanticism