Short Tennyson Poems

Poet Laureate Alfred Tennyson
with tetrameter(ABBA) had much fun
Gifted with wordplay he was blest
'In Memorium' at his best...

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Bankers daughter Jean Ingelow
Tennyson &Browning she got to know 
Her novels were very telling
but her poesy had archaic spelling...

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Alfred Tennyson was created a Lord
but his poetry ever strikes a chord
He suffered an emotional blow
when fellow poet-rebel.Hallam was laid low...

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‘ Lord Alfred Tennyson … ’ (Classical-Tribute)  62nd  Senryu



       Tennyson Thundered
‘ The Charge Of The Light Brigade ’
      Salutes … Six-Hundred...

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Alfred, Lord Tennyson,
When all was certainly said and done,
Wrote “Better to have loved and lost…,”
Perhaps that was the bar he crossed.

written October 12, 2021...

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Blip

This is a short poem. 
Not a long one like the rest. 
(not haiku)
This is about time, 
and saying a lot in a small space.
Updates to follow.
Be quiet... (calm)

?...

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Yesterday

We 
that can remember
keep-alive
those that have been forgotten,
in the small room,
the place in our hearts,
where God 
plants the best flowers,
and no tears…
fall....

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Clairibel
Mariana
Timbuktu
Lord Alfred Tennyson
poet loved by my favorite poet Samuel Taylor Coleridge
charge of the light brigade
my husband’s favorite poem
“theirs is not to reason why”...

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Longing

Little mermaid on the rock, 
Wishing and wondering, 
What it would be like, 
just to walk?

Little girl in a chair, 
riding around on wheels of air…
Wondering; what it is like… to feel?...

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Singing birds emerging.
Pretty flowers are blooming.
Rabbits are hopping.
In spring things start living.
Nests of eggs are cracking.
Gardens are now growing.

Written Date: 1/21/2020
Acrostic Rhyme Poem...

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925

They are pure silver, 
and have no idea. 
They are humble and kind, 
pray for each other, 
and welcome strangers.

Yet polished or aged, 
vintage of freshly fired, 
the address is the same. 

925...

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Grief

God gave me an angel, 
a wife, 
a helpmate.
I had no idea the worth of that gift, 
bestowed upon my unworthy life.

Regret has nothing to do 
with the sister of joy.  
Loss is the little brother, 
of the spoiled....

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"V"irus now controlling the world.
"I"n every home changes are coming.
"R"un to the store to get what you need.
"U"se peace not fear to escape the stress.
"S"un rises, sun sets with more deaths each day.

Date Written: 3/13/2020...

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Whisper
 
A subtle current,
a fierce expression,
of a gentle feeling, 
wild,
powerful, 
no longer held contained 
by any restraint. 
 
Not weak, as may be expected, 
but the very difference...
between life and death. 

Listen....

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A Blip Offering

I
we
they
and...

a show
a play
a picnic
an event

chaos
loss
grief
love
laughter

joy
connection
wisdom
truth

stranger
family
friend
soul mate

God


(free verse until it is no longer free...)...

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A sunny day for you,
a sunny day for me.
A day to say,
I love you.
A day for you to say,
you love me too.

Written Date: 3/31/2020

Honorable Mention     BRIAN'S SELECT 9, any form, any theme Contest Judged:6/9/2020 Sponsored by: Brian Strand...

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My Best 
"She is a flower..."

Pink roses, 
not the big ones, 
not the small ones, 
not the buds or full blooms. 
No. 
Not one of them. 

All of them!

Pick them fresh, 
and make a bouquet, 
that I can take to my friend, 
on her special day....

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Reader Rabbit

Toward the end of a book,
we tend to speed up, 
in anticipation of the climatic finish. 

Yet sadly, 
the build-up...
was the part we savored, 
on the perfect path
to the right...
final, 
and everlasting
word(s).

The beginning....

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In the cold space,
between the ceiling and the rafters, 
angels drift like butterflies, 
ever answering the calls, 
of both hope and sorrow! 

A mother's song, 
a father's whisper. 
A loved one lost, and one born.
Close to heaven and ever nearer to hell....

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Tis August, organics abound,
tomatoes juicy and round,
potatoes new dug from the ground,
among the delights to be found.
But best is the lowly shallot.
Queen of the oniony rabble
over it M'Lady did babble,
this oft neglected vegtable,
which Tennyson never forgot....

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Infant Poet


I heard the sweetest cry: “Jack Ellison!”
Soon after birth of Joe my Cherubim Son
That bestowed bliss and not sorrow-
A symbol for a judicious tomorrow
Evocative of erstwhile Lord Tennyson!	


** With the Wise Poet, Jack Ellison, in mind. (A Limerick)

JM

19th Oct’ 2013...

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The Map Undrawn

Written in the snow, 
by angels...
made from the bodies,
of the innocent. 

The way to heaven... 
is seen, 
fleeting in its passing, 
like a dream. 

Unquestioned,
by the faithful.
Celebrated,
by the hopeful, 
ever thankful.

His mercy!
Prayerful,
and diligent
the remnant remain....

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Easter                                                                                                        eggs in baskets                                                                                                eater



Sunday
He has risen
third day



Table
food everywhere
exceptable

Date Written: 4/7/2020...

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Filial Child 

Halfway to heaven, 
so thrilled to be saved.
My life, 
changed forever.
Filled with your spirit,
wrestles to serve. 

On fire…
in the night,
running through the streets, 
until I fall… before You.

Dancing for My Lord, 
To a music that has always been, 
and will forever be, 
echoed in all men’s souls....

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From Alfred Lord Tennyson's poem In Memoriam:27, 1850:

I hold it true, whate'er befall;
 I feel it, when I sorrow most;
'Tis better to have loved and lost
Than never to have loved at all.


From Eileen M Ghali's Monoku in Poetry Soup: August 6, 2014

It's better NOT to have loved and lost than always to remember a paradise gone....

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