Short Glimmered Poems
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The sky was a blazing dark blue
The stars lit on fire glimmered too
The moon was pure white
But just not too bright
The art of an evening brand new
I am not who I was.
I am not who I need to be.
Brown locks framed my lively flesh,
Dreams and desires glimmered in the shine of my eyes.
Today is my last day.
Hidden tears surround my eye,
I accept fateful departure.
As harbor lights of Maine glimmered dimly by the pier
The wooden footbridge reflected my own trail of anguish;
Creating a bony shadow etched like evening's jagged mesh.
6/7/2018
Silent One's Contest: When Three Lines Are So Much Better
the danger of spring thunder clouds
sunray glimmered love
wantonly enticed darker wilder winds
chose thunder-- not me
May 29, 2013
Valdez, Alaska
Victoria Anderson-Throop
Calm, the night on the firth
Beneath the moon's pale luminance
we met as lovers often do, in tryst
light shimmering across the lake
Clouds drifted in astral skies
protecting us from voyeurs in shadows...
hidden from winking eyes of stars
as moonlight's reflections glimmered
I dream of a time when it was raining.
skies draped in sheets of nighttime
I'm hiding...
barefoot I feel the sensation
of the chills sent up my spine
by the cold windowsill.
the lights on the streets blurred
the pavement glimmered
what was once dull, grey concrete
turned into a shining black sea.
The exotic sailboat glimmered orange gold,
And it appeared to be painted on the sea,
As if its last stop were dawn's threshold,
To cast elongated mirror images, so pretty!
Sun sits on water, the boat is in the sun,
Rise and take a look, before a dream ends,
For the azure sea is a multicolored vision,
As a gilded sailboat goes around the bend!
I followed a firefly
that winked at me like it knew a secret
and drifted toward the crooked woods.
A mossy path unrolled itself,
inviting my hesitant footsteps
as if it had been waiting all along.
At the clearing’s heart,
a tiny door glimmered in a tree~
and when I knocked, it opened.
Some luck arrives wearing magic.
The sun shone bright upon the lake
The water all a-shimmer.
Dazzling in it's beauty,
It sparkled and it glimmered.
Glinting lights all around
Danced before my eyes.
It seemed a million silver pennies
Had fallen from the sky.
All across the lake they played
In frivolous delight.
Twinkling as they made their way,
In a kaleidoscope of light.
Light shimmered on the lake at moonrise,
with a breathtaking view that glimmered.
Beneath the glow of Luna's pale luminance,
the night was calm on the banks of the firth
except for the cooing of a lonesome dove,
who thirsted like me, yearning to be loved.
September 10, 2022
Bitesize Poem No52 Contest
Sponsored by Line Gauthier
How familiar but hazy this barn,
with taints of everything I'd known,
or felt I knew ---
my modern lifestyle
had been too cosmopolitan, false -
Sunset glimmered on the rusty sills,
yet the comfort grew warmer
and I was finally
in an abode I belonged,
the smell of baked potatoes
drifting on--
where time walked these shoes
back in grandparents' home.
Dad and I dug
for treasure
in the backyard.
My eyes lit up at
the can opener,
it glimmered silver in the earth-
except for the rusty parts.
He made another hole
by the white tree
and I polished off
the rock, that was
so smooth-
except where it was rough.
In the rubble at the bottom,
I found a penny caked in dirt,
so old,
it must have been worth
a fortune.
The night is short like a breath
and long like a cry –
a woman who hard is giving birth of
a day.
A flame, glimmered above water:
one and only,
invisible,
sacred.
Immovable star.
Nothing born in Spirit
passes away.
Neither does it repeat.
The circle is broken –
after the life, a life is coming.
There’s no death.
O, mother – give a birth!
A God’s voice over the dark:
“He was born...”
Hazed by the dire rope of death
A subtle incandescence flickered
A white light glimmered like meth
Whilst hushed peaked a snicker
Her smile an adequate sedative
Terminating vivid estuaries
A moment equally competitive
In other eyes deemed honorary
Mi corazón happened upon felicity
Blessed be this origin of jubilee
Freeze we shall in fair amenity
Beneath this fine cherry tree
A stillness in stature
caused heart to pause
a face bestilled rapture
my soul in applause
A flood of feelings
flow into me
sets my mind ticking
thoughts running free
A rushed flick of films
flow from inside
catch what I wanted
locked hells reside
Opening my hand
I gasped with awe
remembering the wonders
of forgotten befores
Glimmered in palm
A joy of life held
memories of moments
I never could sell
You cast a spell, with magic in your glance
my endeared heart, glimmered in romance.
Your jewel sprinkled laughter, sung a lullaby.
I fell in your love, don't know the reason why.
18th July 2019
Sponsor Gregory R Barden
Contest Name Arbitrium Divisa 3
Original poem reference
Name Undeciphered
Date written 6th July 2019
Sponsor Team PoetrySoup
Contest : Love Poems for Her (That Special Romantic Interest) Poetry Contest
When the castle burned in dragon fire,
And all hope vanished under the dragon's onslaught,
A knight young and bold , stood steadfast and ready,
His pride burned through the shroud of darkness,
His sword glimmered , like it was crafted by the heavens,
With his mighty stead , he rode to his king's calling,
Be it death or victory that he rides to so willing,
For his people he will fight to restore order,
To give them a new future, for them to look forward
I sat amidst the mountain top,
dreaming of the abyss....
The ocean roared in the sea below,
as I was seeking heaven's kiss....
Notions of memories past,
and glimmered through my mind,
I sorrowed that some did not last,
as life went by so fast.....
The tale of the mystic is to render every dream...
To cherish all the beauty now and on the horizon's screen....
Like clouds, all good and bad dreams go,
and in the end all we really have is the eternal now.
On a cozy morning, with flying chutzpah, I sat before the door step of poetry knowing behind it there lies an ocean, where Bards and Keats and Shakespeares in disguise, swimming in vivid colors and I knocked the door with a pusillanimous heart, eyeing for their bit of beatitude. But,
my knocks are returned
panacea glimmered far -
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A battlefield of delusion
A victim in the walls of her own conclusion
Smothered by the tapestry of threading thoughts
The guilt lurking, persistent knots
Blind to the bright and forgiving revive
She descends into the depths of another disguise
A breath like suffocation
This powerful realm of obsession
The worn pages flip one by one
Her vision scattered before the setting sun
A burning flame that simmered
A dimming radiance in her eyes that once glimmered