Short Paragon Poems
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Imposing luscious full moon dominates.
Much like a perfect midnight cathedral setting.
The devout are in awe.
Wordku: 5-7-5 words
Risen from times tomb these colours in her eyes..
An autumnal equinox their love, of which she finds ?
Pan the forest a paragon paradigms; as such splendour.
Form:
GOOD
Virtuous…Forthright
Serving…Praying…Loving
Saint…Paragon…Murderer…Liar
Slithering…Salivating…Hating
Slanderous…Sneaky
EVIL
8/8/2022
Love you, Thy beauteous creation
You the paragon of beauty
My dreams and hopes of the life
Serene on way of life
I love you so much
With all my heart
Now-a-days
Ever
Now.
Brown eyes
Haunt me.
Memories
of the lockeroom.
And hot showers.
A paragon
Which I can
Never have.
Treading
Lightly,
This boat rocks.
And I seem to be
Always seasick.
^*^
Niveous pristine
Sculpted stiff mount crystalline
Scorching,perspiring !
Gelid mound earth thaw
Deity's paragon - " BLUE "
Enticing milieu ?
^*^
===jun-jun villanueva===
july 08,2012
We seek a richer Metaphor,
a paragon and quintessence
of intenser, more legendary lore:—
pregnant in meaning and in present tense!
Aye! Give us, too, high suspense;
and a tale worth dying for.
Form:
Diamond
Brilliant…Stalwart
Bonding…Promising…Wedding
Briolette…Paragon….Rock…Greed
Bleeding…Victimizing…Stealing
Lost…Raw
Diamond
8/9/2022
Contest: Dazzling Dizzy Diamante
Sponsor: Caren Krutsinger
PARADISE
A word far from reality
But parables are taught in order to seek
And yet abstract is all that concurs
Luscious it seems and dwells in the mind
To the righteous, it pays the redemption price
So mystified that can only be a paragon
Form:
Twinkle, twinkle, Little Star
Who can tell what pronoun you are
Oh so far away in space
No one even knows your race
A paragon of effervescence
Do you have a sexual preference?
A-B-C-D-E-F-G
I wonder if you're gender-free
Nothing seems to thus allign
In this Void of Trapezoids
Rhombus Squares and Hexagrams
Dance with Parallelograms
Diamond Stars and circle Scars-
A Paragon will lead me on
What Circumference? Length and Width?
Dimensions of a Cubic Myth
Radius high; Volume low
A Symmetry Divides my Soul
A sharpened blade
Slicing a sordid song
Dissecting angelic silence
A sanguine paragon
Mottled screams
Dripping down a steel shaft
Staining implacable fingers
Gripped by a demonic draft
A detached soul
Twisted by humanity’s bane
Heaven has but one perversion
And Hell is its domain
Rarely seen for real
Such paragon of virtue
A divine envoy
Embodying flesh
A heavenly messenger
Ever guiding star
Yet they forgather
Like a quotidian mortal
Blending joyfully
Date created:
04/08/16
An entry to "Angel (Senryu)" contest
Sponsor: Marvin Celestial
3rd placer
The blazing sunset demonstrates
charisma of this summer day;
a revelation to display
the pulchritude that now awaits.
And I adore this paragon
of nature’s beauty captivate;
as sun sinks in the bay at eight
there’s no discomfort to dwell on.
July 8, 2018
phlox
p r o p a g a t i n g
paragon
_________________
July 12, 2021
Poetry/ Brevette/Verse/perennial
Copyright Protected, ID 07-1371-887-12
All Rights Reserved, 2021, Constance La France
Written for the Standard contest, In Just A Few Words 2
sponsor, Joseph May, Judged 07/17/2021
Third Place
Quick to mount their soapbox
Wailing about this and that
Throwing poison darts at so and so
When they also wear the mask
Of those they're railing against
A paragon of virtue, aren't they?
It really gets me going Poetry Contest
Sponsored by: Kevin Shaw (Winner: 2nd Place)
Date written and posted: 05/05/2019
Its not a great REVELATION
men detest PULCHRITUDE in women
they ADORE ladies with sexy sublimation
so DISCOMFORT not their fantasy ladies
be the PARAGON of perfection and CHARISMA
BLAZE your figure EIGHT mama, its no enigma
why men compare women to mercedes .
JULY 23, 2018
Alas it was too much – the revelation
that charisma has an expiration date
cold discomfort of the scalpel - beauty’s fate
the paragon of pulchritude – deception.
Lust’s blazing passion age cannot sustain
yet reflection over time reveals the core
of hearts all lover’s first learned to adore
slow walking in a cold September rain
John G. Lawless
©7/6/2018
Oh that such a PARAGON would appear
As one unexplained REVELATION only for me
Of the purist PULCHRITRUDE I can see
BLAZING toward me from one so dear
And having someone ADORE you this much
Is likened to avoiding a sinking of the EIGHT ball
Though it is somewhat of a DISCOMFORT should it fall
There's no denying CHARISMA laced with a magical touch
29 July 2018
He was the last of the Eight she bore
From the Discomfort of her belly came his sweet face
His single Blazing blue eye could not disgrace
The unique look of his spirit we Adore
It is his Paragon of naughtiness to embody
His Pulchritude brings smiles as his ears brush the ground
It was a lucky Revelation that led him to be found
He is Charisma galore, our Mr. Peabody!
7/10/2018
Running and catching the image of water
Revealing the most hideous adorable truth
Running towards the blazing ground of youth
Rejoice the pulchritudinous to console torture
Running river like a paragon you were my hero
Escaping and ruining the image for eight times
I become the one disastrous charismatic figure
Leaving the discomfort zone I become an arrow
29th July, 2018
'PUPPY' LOVE
In the dark garage, staring up at me,
Eight pairs of blazing black eyes,
Their revelation - a real surprise,
Pure pulchritude, I could see;
All discomfort forgotten, there she lay,
Like a paragon of grandeur,
Her cheerful charisma was, for sure -
A motherly sight to adore, I say.
07/28/18
Beneath the moon in perfect rhythm
The shadows cling and move as one
A paragon of scissored arms and legs
Around the forest until they’re done
The Owls hoot the Larks they sing
A melody to cheer them on
The windswept leaves decor so vast
Dark in the night until they’re gone
Ghostly bright from up so high
The moon it glows ever brightly so
Wolf howl far away I hear it cry
Shadows deaf they just continue to go
A trio of warblers jargon
a madrigal in harmony.
Their polyphony awakens
a slumbering dawn from darkness
while white dewy daffodils, like
saintly daughters of charity,
bow before the paragon sun.
A gentle zephyr diffuses
its collection of fragrances
from the myriad wildflowers
it encountered on its journey
eastward; sojourning, perfuming,
impregnating the morning air
with its sweet, volatile essence.
Today is your birthday my love
You are in the mood to celebrate
The moon shone brightly last night
Heralding beautiful sunshine this morning
In appreciation of a paragon of beauty
Born some years ago
Wonderfully and beautifully made
Enigmatic and tenacious
Determined and loving
Audacious and outspoken
Visionary and persistent
I wish you the best life can offer
You are one in a trillion!
Happy birthday my love