Short Sapphic Poems
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Aspens reaching skeletal fingers skyward
Grow the ancient boreal midnight mountain
reaching rooted primacy given taken
glorious prayer
Your appearance, beautiful gold in summer
Your regalia, shimmering snow in winter
You awakened Norea from her darkness
Offer the moonlight
The wood in spring quietly awaits sunlight
Wake up, wake up insists mother nature
End your gentle slumbering, winter has gone
Show us your beauty
Wake oh laggard sun and anoint a freed age.
Wake the guff and lose all allegiance primal.
Roar and rise angelic at man's evolving
endlessly joyful.
dancing icy underfoot crackle pathways
moonlight loves the feminine presence prescience
laughter singing prayerful chants of thank you
ritual nurture
Candy~peppermint taste good~pleasureful treat
Red and white exist together resplendent
Whimsical luscious
First attempt at
Sapphic Stanza
Springtime, yellow daffodils nodding gaily
Tulips open like poppies in the sunshine
Plush grass sprouting creating luscious cover
Enticing romance
Father you are ev'rything a boy would need
Strong and Patient, Distant but always ready
never lost in emotion Like my Mum was
Shame that I'm a girl
Booze I love to take to forget about them
Pain and failure make me to feel dejected
right from time I hated to see oppression
love is so treasured.
Early Springtime actioning frantic flight path
Busy sparrows congregate nesting builders
Hedgerow rustling, twittering noises concur
Heralding new life
Grant me freedom, freedom to be what I choose
Do what does not injure the lives of others
Have what I create or exchange not plunder
Not free lunch title
Waiting only forces the old wounds open -
suffer, silent, pray that the guards will falter,
standing vigilant at mistrusting doorways;
ego, their master.
Sapphic works are hard for a novice writer.
Tricky is the fact of the meter changes.
Stress or non it can but confuse the reader.
Writhes here my sapphic.
Budding, preening tendrils in winter sunshine
Flora grasping, creeping from terra firma
Standing breathless, dawn is a sapphire calyx
Hope springs eternal
Gazelles grazing gaily on golden green grass
Glaciers glittering gold like gleaming glass
Gardens glowing with Gulmohur and Gold stars
Golden gifts of God.
Shining through the light on the water gleaming
Golden jewelry sparkles like diamonds cresting
Waves o’er waves of tapestry woven, breathing
Ocean is living
Chanting witches stirring the magic potion,
Cackling, dancing, spinning and wildly leaping,
Naked, frenzied, writhing and fortune telling:
Night of the Sabbat.
Kiss of stillness releases bliss pheromones,
inking presence with scent of rainbow’s love hues,
sacred ash and sandalwood, teleporting …
soul to nirvana.
Seems Craig’s got a contest again;
I’m finding out with much chagrin
my stanzas in sapphic
are jammed up in traffic.
I’ll get there, but I don’t know when!
scented maidens meander lovers ogling
gardens blossom colorful springtime warming
tender flowers butterflies drinking nectar
everyone seeking
27.4.2015
Show me the ways and reasons of your crazy world
Flip your insane ideas inside out
Bare your truths and try to convince me
… give me your best
Just like old times there's her familiar features
Peeking shyly up from the snow-clad earth,
Hair adorned with circlet of dainty flowers.
Beautiful Springtime.
Touched and changed by kindness as repentants are:
healed, being forgiven and living fully;
Christ did redeem me before death occurred...
sparing intense pain.
When the time is right for the child of laughter
Look on all corruption of love from anger
Place yourself in hands that could end the madness
Fade into graceful
Did we weep when winter met its icy death,
or mourn when autumn had its fall, but when the
summer came with sunny days and then it died
our tears fell like rain