Short Mistral Poems
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Along roads where mistral sweeps
Loneliness within ambles on
Every other step falling, keeps isolation
While, happiness continues out of sync
Humble
before the sea
Steady
within the gale
Intrepid
among the waves
Thankful
—as tides return
(Christmas Tree Island: May, 1991)
Tinges of red and gold fall away as confetti tint
Beneath on high, naked limbs wave swept
A taint of winter's coming mistral wind
Whispers out, with just a rose cheek hint
Autumn is here upon parade
days chuckle praise of lavender fiery sunlight
whilst mistral wind impudent wave moves and alight
spring flexuous through unfolding a sigh of such
colour; soft velvet petals flirt for kindly touch
7/26/2021
Jet Stream Mother,
your prayers go unanswered
The beginning deflated,
the ending in sight
Dancing in place,
the four winds become mistral
Your children left orphaned
—adrift in the night
(Dreamsleep: May, 2021)
G-ruesome
A-ttack
B-rings
R-espiratory
I-llness
E-ndangering
L-ungs
A-s
M-ask
I-ntimidates
S-ore
T-hroat
R-ightfully
A-voiding
L-apses
Topic: Birthday of poetess Gabriela Mistral (April 07)
Form: Vertical Monocrostic
Foolish whims scatter
I played at life, but life played me harder,
Lived bet to debt, in life's Russian roulette
I place a wager, speed into danger
My foolish whims, scatter in mistral winds
Now tossed by waves, by blind forces of fate
How they orchestrate, time, distance and place
For bite size poetry contest
Line Gautier
Driven by the Mistral wind
My soul vanquished by the sea
On a course that has no end
Still, where I was meant to be
Mesmerized by ocean tides
As if Heaven here on Earth
Lonely though, my heart abides
I sail further from my birth
Weathered by the salty brine
Now my life's adrift and free
Cradled on this boat of mine
Mistral Winds still carry me
In the midst of the forest deep,
Within evolving work of art,
Wherein men's green edifice dream does
Begin natures evensong heart.
Old timber yielding whilst in still
Hold fast, nestling mistral wind chants,
Bold aroma of petrichor
Fold upon pulse lands color plants.
1/20/2020
Poetry Contest: Writing Prompt- Let's Write A Lento-
Sponsored by: Dear Heart
i riffle in thoughts
on the threshold
of this day
orchid folds
blush against
crimson shades
as memories emerge
in semblance of you
i can almost hear
your breath rise
then fall
amidst trees
like a mistral
of autumn's air
i shiver
in its touch
as i blush
within the rise
of thoughts
more flushed
then the horizon
day breaks
less satiated
then i
once again
Oh mighty mistral winds
Fill my sails and take me home
This voyage never ends
Over countless seas I roam
On this ship I'm but a slave
Still I struggle and I try
I fight each giant wave
As it blackens out the sky
The unrelenting sea
Pitches wildly to and fro
It won't get the best of me
No matter where I go
If these mistral winds prevail
Then no peril can befall
Till it carries ship and sail
To my final port of call
Dappled Winds
Phantom gliders in the sky rise at day
To rush the firmament on dappled winds,
Heaven’s piebald appaloosas at play,
Brindled tempests ruffle zephyr’s fringes
On stippled flurries in mistral tinges -
Flecks of dirges – the haunting calls of loons –
Laugh with ecstasy at mosaic breeze,
Born from the mottled rainbow’s pure cocoon,
In a dappled dance of impish teases.
2-11-22
Contest: D Forms - Dizain
Sponsor: Constance La France
Assuming hand from above
guiding fretful pinioned glove
past waltzing pines and drunken oaks,
cheerful friends yet frightened folk.
Swelling fear puffs spotted breast,
no watchful eye, no woven nest.
Sharply shoved by hurried gust
and mistral maidens in a huff,
who twirl up toward yellow glare
to greet abashed doldrum air.
Green eye below, delusions home,
blue eye above, illusions roam
which flit and fly it seems with ease
Yet Freedom answers to the breeze.
Form:
The mistral cold wind blew incessantly wild,
Winding in the streets, its glacial currents in and around
The apartment blocks where all frosted windows
Were tightly secure. Still the bleak wintry chill entered
From tiny ruptured chinks and spread inside
Annihilating the miserly heat emitted
By old cranky air conditioners and gas heaters.
Occasional bursts of strong wind blew
Some soft snow up like winnowed chaff.
One hopes the homeless found some place to rest.
Thinking of beautiful precious Goldie Hawn in Overboard while day dreaming....
Scratching our head as making a list knowing, we are merely his infant trapped amid
An old used body why else would they portray such that, their gerbers festive spoiled child ?
My twinkling if twitching nose held high be the sky; racing past her palace doors marble mistral floors
Silver stools his golden pools; flinging love's pampers without a care so joyfully unto the air; her, savoir-faire.
Form:
Mariah’s Return
Mistral wishes
blow hope
to tomorrow
Intention
most sacred
— ushering wind
(Dreamsleep: June, 2024)
Cupid’s Bow
Indifference
and hatred
are blind
— but not love
(Dreamsleep: June, 2024)
Godot Waits
Minding his business
biding his time
Dodging the bullets
— fate preassigned
(Dreamsleep: June, 2024)
Divinity’s Wind
Masters of War
Victors of Time
Sultans of Glory
Martyrs Sublime
(Dreamsleep: June, 2024)