beautiful tabby
purrs so softly when I'm blue...
song of sympathy
RESURRECTED RHAPSODY-:-
reflective
acuity
intrinsic
quintessence
harmonized
with ETERNITY INTONATION
transitional
manifestation
consecrated
edification
infused
in INCOGNIZANT EXISTENCE
psychic
potency
invincible
exhileration
furbished
Write a Beautiful Rubaiyat Rhyme 1-31-26 Constance LaFrance Rhymes checked with Rhyme Zone
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Serendipity's Rhapsody of Snow
A twilight rhapsody of snow
When Serendipity's magic flows
Upon each branch a gown of white
Snowflakes sparkle in the afterglow.
I love to walk in her dusky twilight
Through magic spells, heavenly delights,
When boughs glitter with gleaming gemstones
Winter's ornaments of delight.
Evening murmurs as flurries moan
In shades of amber, coral and roan
In the alpenglow I feel such bliss
As snowflakes fall like winter birthstones.
This her wonderland of sparkle and glitz
Each tree glows with her crystal kiss
Enchanted child, the dancing queen,
Fills starlit dreams when I reminisce.
Rain diffuses mystically the edges of distance,
while the slant drop arrays slice the silence,
thread the window pane with trembling lines,
I sense subtly sketch dripping lattice on my palm
I trace on the fog-filmed glass with my fingers.
The moist ground exhales the scent of petrichor,
the smoky smell drifts through rain-splashed air.
Outside, everything is splattered, washed clean,
inside, tenderly touched, I feel it all, slowly softened.
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not ink, but fingertips tracing constellations—
each pause a comet tail, bright against the dark.
you breathe, and the silence hums with connection.
this is how words ignite: when they find you.
Cotton clouds brush the end-summer sky,
the meadow below wears crown of topaz dew.
Lining the cinnabar garden path the sepia trees
listen to the autumn’s footfall, striding slow.
Draped by the silver moondust in pellucid night
I instill the essence of September rhapsody.
How was it, have you got a slot
You ordered Lucozade, prawn toasts
And Garibaldi crisps, I thought
Your favourites, have you got those?
It was so hot today, I sat
Behind closed curtains, overwhelmed
With RVW full set
I passed the fens you know so well
I played the Norfolk Rhapsody
I watched the recent film of Cromer
And through that haunting melody
I saw the waters rolling over
And splashing softly at the pier
Where once you stood against the sky
I was beside, and from the rear
The seagulls cried for you and I.
Ideas of an orchestral poem have spilled onto a page.
The story is tuneful and very poetic at this very stage.
A poem to be a rhapsody, of instruments with violins.
Instruments take shape, and as the symphony begins.
The tempo builds, with brightest intensity to engage.
Words follow the beat, to a crescendo of intense rage.
Now, as the kettle drums implode within their skins.
The conductor is in full control, as his baton spins.
The percussion again, joins, as the woodwind slows.
lyrics soften, and the flute’s melody gently flows.
The story is tuneful and very poetic at this very stage.
Ideas of an orchestral poem have spilled onto a page.
soothing as a harp
melodious rhapsody
audience held breath
flow of awareness
intuitively intrinsic
channeled
through tunneled time
navigates
cognitive impulses
basic
incessant surge
of
enveloping waves
of enlightenment
through
timeless portals
of perception
reflective
opens up
floodgates of
bliss
pulse of time
vibrates
in
inner space
infinite
psychic frequency
resonant
tuned precisely
in
halcyon harmony
with intonation
of eternity
transitions
from
one manifestation
to another
modulated
by edified touch
of
sanctified soul
illumined
life force
invincible
abhors vacuum
pervasive
propels the essence
of existence
through
elusive emptiness
filled fervently
with
resurrected rhapsody
innate
"The earth has music for those who will listen."
~Willam Shakespeare
I stand on a cliff overlooking an indigo sea,
watching its tranquil water before a storm.
Purple and amber clouds billow above me
as sunlight reflects upon onyx mountainsides...
and the wind plays a rhapsody only I can hear.
Written: January 28, 2025, for contest
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Maples dance in fugue autumn's breath,
Symphony of mistral whispers,
In rhapsody, crimson embers adorn the sky,
In the musical air, copper leaves dance,
A mirthful, free caramel trill stems from the clay.
Alabaster sky sparkles with magic flares,
Rainbow frescoes flash at times,
Butterfly sylphs mutter arias into floral seas,
Abalones on a velvet tide stir sunlit petals.
Nature's fairy chorus sings slightly,
A frosty canopy awakens chrysalis dreams,
Iridescent hues paint blue skies with magic.
Each hue speaks, from rosy dawn to auburn sunset,
evoking fall-fading charm and whispered secrets.
Alabaster dreams soar as frost kisses farewell,
The chrysalis trio dances to the fading light,
Each leaf and shadow carries rhapsodic sounds,
A nature-painted fresco with hues that merge into twilight.
(To be sang to the tune of
"Bohemian Rhapsody" by Queen)
Here's a wee warning.
Eowyn is on his way.
He'll blast round the UK.
So now batten down the hatches.
Lock up your house.
Close all curtains now
And hide!
We are just human.
They are the elements...
Dark clouded skies
Wind is strong
Rain will batter
All day long.
We need our shelter
Coz otherwise we'll all be blown away!
Like debris.
Warning!
There's a red alert.
All the gusts that travel past
May be a hundred miles fast.
Warning!
Pets need protection.
We don't want our animals to fly!
Hours!
That's how long.
There will be damage.
Be aware that fences aren't as rooted as trees!
Make sure you stay inside.
Any trips can wait.
Make sure you stay inside.
Snuggle up, keep cozy -
Stay safe!
Rhymes in Nine 2 10-11-24 Rhymes checked with www.rhymezone Picture #4
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Fall Rhapsody
Fall rhapsody to BEGIN, TOLD IN scarlet tones,
A SERENADE for strings in a PARADE of russet GOLD hues -
A JUBILEE for acorns and for oaks in an autumn harvest JAMBOREE.
Maple LEAVES BLUSH in SHEAVES of firelight crimson choruses
Courtly LOVE sung like minuets OF twilight THRUSH vespers
MERRY harmonies of CRANBERRY aria odysseys.
Trees FESTOONED in UMBER pantaloons cast off MAROONED melodies
Twilight breezes FAN a cinnamon TAN pup in SLUMBER -
Orange opus CALLS when fall RECALLS harvest harmony.
September performing an entire unfettered rhapsody
Getting nature in the mood for surrounding present life.
Waltzing end of summer to crisp morn inspiring fall.
Heaven spills chill warmth embellishing anxious scarlet,
Brown, umber hue leaves on forbearance nature's vast numbers
Of their brethren that touch the coolness of the cozy ground.
Graceful wisp movement around the angel's tears, daffodils
Flickering fragile butterflies with beauty and grace approach
Pleasing, sweet, alluring, amber-honey as light disappears.
Breeze essence romances with fragrance, harmony, and rhythm
Poetic perfection beneath crescendo-colored shadows and sighs
Deeply pulling in the Autumn’s cadence pulse of heaven orange skies.
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