Renascence Poems | Examples

Renascence

Trees absorb autumn’s color spectrum bright,
paint the leaves with crimson and golden glow.
The gilded leaves leave the brown boughs fallow 
of the stripped deciduous trees upright,  
dancing to the swan song of winter white.
Decay disguises revival, they know. 
Spring returns with spur of resurgent show,
in tawny trees new leaves sprout in delight.

Storm of gloom wrecks my heart, turns it bare tree. 
Dismal dusk descends with the sunset sky,  
remembers the sun sinks to again rise. 
I will wait for my spring to revive me. 
From distress dust Phoenix’s rise, I’ll descry
at dawn of renascence with no surprise.

Renascence

*Image of Renascence Album by SPOT.

Renascence

Dilapidated bulges bore in vain,
Counterproductive methods confirmed risk,
Drawing boards experienced once again,
Twilight oils burn onward past midnight's brisk.

The regeneration of the dormant,
The sedentary rejuvenated,
Characters clash excellent performant,
Old guards revised and emancipated.

The abandoned surrender willingly,
Causation of being its impetus,
The change serves its purpose meaningfully,
Portal outbreaks fictions of stimulus.

Energies perform on high Pegasus,
Directives laid down eyes regenesis.

2022 November 08
*1st Place*
This or That, Vol 14
~~Edward Ibeh: Judged 2022 November 11

Renascence

Renascence, commence
Out with the old
It’s time for the phoenix
The embers grow cold

Renascence, intense
Shedding one’s skin
Slough off the layers
And try to begin

Renascence, immense
No little change
Break it all down
A complete rearrange

Renascence, effulgence
Let it all shine
I could not have done it
Without the divine

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“Renascence”
for the This or That, Vol 14 Poetry Contest
sponsored by Edward Ibeh
written on 11/8/22

Renascence

Its boughs spread like a giant umbrella, 
Its girth, like the span of many hands,
Its foliage was lustrous green and exuberant,
Its roots dispersed like the tentacles of an octopus.

This tree stood tall and strong,
It stood against the tides of seasons,
It withstood fierce winds, 
It swirled and danced to their rhythms.

It was the admiration of many people,
They praised and talked about its resilience,
Children played around it until sunset,
Travellers took refuge under its shade,
Others took parts of it for herbs and spices.

Nobody knew what it went through on the inside,
Little cuts metamorphosed into deep wounds,
Tiny slashes transformed into intense lacerations,
These were recalcitrant to healing.

There was a raging storm,
It passed through the town, 
It shook everything to its foundation,
It pulled down and ripped apart,
This tree bowed to its wake.

A part of it held the forte,
It only took a while,
After spring,
There was an awakening,
It sprouted and budded again.



November 6, 2022.
Renascence,
This or That, Vol 14 Poetry Contest,
Edward Ibeh.

Renascence

 
"All the peaceful beauty of nature's renascence I find poetic."

                                              Quote by _Constance

Autumn's_
faded decay
is resting under winter's cold white cloak;
waiting quietly for spring's rebirth
when awakening comes to the maple, birch and oak,
and the birds sing with mirth;
the flowers are giving birth,
awakening_
Soon, the forest has an emerald sway
and rain will soak
the earth,
on a restoration day,
in a stream a frog will loudly croak,
and all the ravage of autumn and winter will be gone.
While in a clearing stands a fawn,
and on a hidden forest pond glides a swan.
Oh, poetic renascence_

_________________________
October 29, 2022


Poetry/Imagism/Renascence
Copyright Protected, ID 10-1497-795-29
All Rights Reserved, 2022, Constance La France

Written for the Standard contest, This or That, Vol. 14
sponsor, Edward Ibeh, Judged 11/11/2022

Third Place


Submitted to the Premiere contest, Brian Strand No. 1165
sponsor, Brian Strand, Judged 01/02/2023

Renascence

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This or That, Vol 14 Poetry Contest
Sponsored by: Edward Ibeh 
Renascence prompt chosen 
How many syllables (17)
10/17/22

Renascence

All but vanished but now revivified 
The old stone mansion...
Where the last surviving member of the rich family died 

New grown roses lie there abed 
Pink for women, yellow for gents... 
For children, orange and red 

The family cemetery remains- in which all who have passed 
Old and moss covered 'cept the old man "Luther's" 
'Cause he died...the last  

Refurbished with paint- the old mansion looks new 
There's a stone plaque on the new lawn 
A remembrance- for all the friends they once knew 

A new family resides there now- known as the "Proctor's" 
A newlywed couple... 
Whose both parents were doctors 

The wife is a painter, the husband is a hard-working roofer 
Her name is "Rose" 
His name is "Luther" 


This or That, Vol 14 Poetry Contest 
Sponsor- Edward Ibeh 
10/25/2022

Renascence

After His touch
Erases all the fear, the darkness
Changing shadows from 
Silhouettes of rage, brokenness
To discoveries of light
Insight into the dream, the hope
For better things, ideas
Blessings stirred to life on hearts
Who know His kiss
Is like the flow of a river
Who brings life to the forest
The streams who abide
Inside the heart who knows Him
As Savior, the giver of time
The whisper of a sacrifice
More beautiful, more alive
Than the heart can hope to try
And reveal with its soothing calm
The charm that embraces
A new life, the rebirth
Into joy that is forevermore
The promise of a day
When the heart will sincerely pray
In the presence of His love
Adored by the King from above
The answer to every fear
Warrior of all my struggles
The reason I can honestly say
Praise pours from my spirit
As the path to bring Him worship
The One who makes my life worthwhile
His joy inspires my soul to smile
My heart to breath grace
My spirit to live by faith
He truly is my everything
The One who brought me life
Despite the death of my blackest sin!



TITLE CHOSEN: Renascence
This or That, Vol 14 Poetry Contest
Sponsored by: Edward Ibeh
October 23, 2022

Renascence

Rebirth of a movement, for the people, for the human race.
Enshrined in our memories, an adventure to live with grace.
Nucleus of our freedom, justice and our liberty, all encompassing. 
Animated by individuals seeking new life, a new beginning. 
Submitting to our visions for a place to call our own, and a home.
Conclude no longer are we the silent majority and alone.
Emergent of the sleeping giant, as a voice, we become one.
Nexus as the stewards of our planet mother earth to fecund.
Cultivate our talents in unison as a community
Emulating all we know to be right from wrong, instinctively.





Renascence
11/17/2022

Transcendental Renascence

Transcendental Renascence

   How to build
   when every field
           yields
      disappointment 
     in each assignment ?

       Sure victory ending in defeat!
       Trust and dependence showed deceit.
        Devoted to explore.
        But efforts are ignored.

     Talked to self to realise.
     In vain I do analyse.
     Deprived when justice expected.
      Even sacrifice disrespected.

      Simply I gave up all hope.
       No search for further scope.

                But!
                Debut
        of Ultimate recovery:
          My sudden discovery!
          Final remedy!
          All ready
        for my felicitation,
        as I stopped rushing and vacillation.
         Transcendental renascence
           on ethereal essence.

10/20/22

Re edited on 10/27/22

Title chosen Renascence

This or That vol. 14

Contest by Edward Ibeh

Renascence

Cliffs call me; yonder scenes to see,
Not to leave them dearest plains plea;
Seas see the senile sight and smile,
Heart yearns to fly free for a while…!

Faces of human beings here,
Appear clear as they are just near;
Seagulls seem seagulls; crows seem crows,
Flowers run reality-shows…!

Will the vistas same on high cliffs?
Will I see the sea and sole-skiffs?
Do snakes, instead home-pets, creep there?
Do land-sea touch, there, grip your hair?
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Cliffs stand silent; I understand -
Our holy brotherhood now banned;
Though being on land is pleasant,
Isn't beauty omnipresent?

And so I gladly adventure,
As though curio indenture;
Marvelous feelings venture give,
I could cherish when in grave live…!

O! I stand there; my world gets changed;
Outlooks get my thoughts re-arranged;
Each thing seems great gem of beauty,
Each realm reveals: God on duty...!


19 October 2022
This or That, Vol 14 Poetry Contest
Sponsored by: Edward Ibeh

Renascence

Civility is a characteristic I wish to revive
Long dormant in our society, it is so rare
Since we all live together trying to survive
Let’s be nice to each other, showing we care.

I know everything is not sugar and spice
And into “every life some rain must fall,”
But, for heaven’s sake, can’t we be nice,
And get along with each other, after all.

Being polite and courteous in all we do
Not getting involved with the dross of life
Just showing kindness with a smile or two,
Helps us to avoid any pettiness and strife.

Treating others as we like to be treated
Is the Golden Rule, a foundation for civility
Some folks strike out, feeling mistreated,
But being civil is within everyone’s ability. 

THIRD PLACE WINNER
Written October 18, 2022
Submitted to “This or That, Vol. 14" Poetry Contest 
Sponsored by Edward Ibeh

Renascence

buds burst on branches
bathing in beaming sunshine~
nature's jubilee



2 April 2022


Nature in Spring Themed Poetry Contest(Premiere)
Sponsored by Tania Kitchin
8th place 


Notes: Syllables checked(5-7-5)at howmanysyllables.com
I took the above picture of dainty petals sprouting from a rugged cherry blossom's tree this Spring in Silla University, Busan, South Korea.


Brian Strand Contest No. 1170 Poetry Contest
Sponsored by Brian Strand

Renascence

Renascence

To nod off
gently by the 
suns kiss

that trickles down
my face and my smile
and perchance

to blend
a hue of
colors

and my mind 
is grasping
no longer dormant

I’m awake and feeling
the
seizing of the day!

Pick -A-Title, Vol. 17-Yalto- Poetry Contest
Sponsored by Edward Ibeh
May 13, 2020

Renascence

Quickened soul
revived by grace
divine…
now yields to God
Who grants life freedom
eternal
bliss-filled
vanquishing
death sting!
Triumphant
midst faith might
reaching-out with love
new creation in Christ…
I’m
born-again,* so blest!

*John 3:3 Jesus answered and said unto him, Verily, verily, I say unto thee, Except a man be born again, he cannot see the kingdom of God.

May 14, 2020
4th place, "Pick-A-Title, Vol 17 - Yalto" Poetry Contest
Sponsored by Edward Ibeh; judged on 5/20/2020.

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