Silken Poems | Examples

Silken ribbon

Quiet morning 
On the gravel of the way 
Sounds of raindrops 
Childhood days 
Rays of the sun blocked 
July is relatively less hot
Gaze at the clouds in the sky 
Bonsai on a windowsill 
Fills aroma in the air 
Shrill voice 
of a long-billed bird 
Present layered with past
Hazy window glass 
The drenched boy waves 
From the cave 

Suddenly, a new wave 
The wind blew your 
blue scarf 
We ran after it 
Both knit and split 
The moist wind behind 
Grew crazy for the blue 
Commuting 
between the transparent 
cloak and the translucent 
eyes 
Making us crazy too
A heady brew 
Unsteady steps 
A pink prep
Brink of the slope 
Irresistible dope 
Inside the cave 
Two fountains 
tied with 
The silken ribbon 
      ________

12 July, 2025

Silken Dust

They say,
Be not moved by gold,
Nor charmed by crowns,
Nor swayed by faces
Carved like the dawn.

But by hearts that give
Without asking for more,
By spirits clothed in grace,
Stitched with kindness.

Yet we—fragile beings,
Spun from dust and desire,
Bow often to the gleam,
Reaching for what glitters.

They say,
Let the heart lead the way,
Let the soul discern freely,
That true beauty lies
In soft-spoken words.

But we—flawed and fleeting,
Walk past the sacred,
Chasing shimmery mirages,
Bruising the hands of need.

They say,
Love the one who listens
When silence falls,
Who sees you not as conquest,
But as home—a safe haven.

Yet the eyes, ever hungry,
Falls for the sparks,
And not the hot flames,
That lingers in quiet devotion.

And while character fades,
Into the noise we choose,
The soul stays hushed,
Whimpering beneath glitters.

Silken chains

Silken chains

So long ago
	we were so young
and gave no thought
	to what might be

forever seemed
	so very clear
we were so sure
	of what would be

so many days
	we did dance
so many nights
	in joy were passed

and years did pass
	so slowly by
with little change
	by us seen

and yet somehow
	a day did come
where change did come
	so suddenly

tomorrow now
	we could see
and that our end
	it would bring

days of fear
	now we know
and nightmares do
	fill our nights

yet so slow
	the days do pass
grow into weeks
	and months too

and now somehow
	we would flee
to run away
	to another day

yet words do tie us
	and promises were made
and from them
	we cannot flee

the dark of night
	is growing near
and we do
	it’s coming fear

and yet somehow
	we too can see
another dawn
	another day

and for it
	we do long
and it too
	we would flee

yet we cannot
	forget the days
when we were young
	could not see today

though we have lost
	what we once knew
those days are lost
	and night has come

the love we knew
	still does blind
till does pass
	the coming night

OYSTER

Stoic she sits
        As an oyster lacking a grain of sand
        No Pearl of Great Price or wisdom to share.

Stoic she sits
        A smile adorns her face while we hold hands,
        Bereft of thought and without words to spare.

Stoic she sits
        Cloudy sapphire eyes show nary a care.
        Oblivion’s glide left her a blank stare.

Stoic she sits
        Time’s wrinkles scribe not the soft silken face
        Of the hollowed woman who remains there.
Stoic I sit

Silken Webs

Spider rests on the faded web, content
Easy autumn, leaves crumbling into dust,
Pastel moon aglow, watches their descent.

Joy rises from every momentous gust,
Blessings flowing on gentle stardust skies,
Easy autumn, leaves crumbling into dust.

Amber and gold, chanting songs to chastise,
Some nights the heart reflects all the wonders,
Blessings flowing on gentle stardust skies.

Way up high there abides pulsing thunders,
Resting on the autumn grace, so loving,
Some nights the heart reflects all the wonders.

Lost souls can feel doubts of darkness shoving,
Yet, when the autumn whispers, they’re in awe,
Resting on the autumn grace, so loving,

Light floods spirits whose hope will not withdraw,
Spider rests on the faded web, content
Yet, when the autumn whispers, they’re in awe,
Pastel moon aglow, watches their descent!

A Sullen Silken Star

Stiffly staring
from a faded
frightened far
is a sullen
silken star.
Scornfully
scattered behind
it’s skittish
skin of scolded
scowling scars.
Youthfully
yearning
for a life
contentedly
cleansed in
candlelight.

Silken Thread

Silken Thread

Come and sit spider whispered, rest upon my silken thread
Tarry here within my artwork, naught a fear for you to dread

Sorry Miss the fly called softly, your silken thread is but a trap
I will rest among the roses, breathe perfume and taste their sap

Please be careful whispered spider, of the thorns along their stems
For I fear that you will find them, harsher than my silken thread

Thank you Miss the fly called softly, among the roses I will stay
For I know what fate awaits me 
Should I tarry long, on silken thread

Utter Silken Threads

Listen to the forest in the depth
of one’s mind and craft
arresting soundscapes
from within.
Gaze into a spectral morning
dazzling  anew and watch
those scales that slither
from one’s eyes,
Utter silken threads that pulse each vein 
with choral church bells  ascending
 thru a literati conduit.
Wallow in the cascade of an oceanic blue
and cherish every vital sea green moment

Posted : 30th March 2022

Silken Dragon Tamer

She is the silken dragon tamer, and she comes with an agenda.
We stay out of her way; her name is Miss Magical Lucinda.
Has wands made of feathers of the phoenix, and other magical birds.
Creatures we have not been exposed to said Madame LA ‘Curd.

The silken dragon tamer! Are you being serious now?
I have heard of this creature; she is a marvelous wow!
I would love to meet her and watch her technique.
She is the dragon tamer I feel I must totally seek.

The silken dragon tamer! Are you sure you are correct?
I see a tamer around the corner, but she has a crooked neck.
The silken dragon tamer is supposed to be delicate and pure.
This creepy dragon tamer has a mean face and smells like manure.

Silken-

does them off darns sews
it loves silk worms handkerchiefs
silk webs spider weaves


1/4/22
Written by James Edward Lee Sr © 2022

Scarves of Silken Vapor

Scarves of silken vapor parade from field to field
a variety of hues and colors, hiding fox and quail
I am traveling in my small plane, observing the result of labor
farmers in overalls working from sun to moon to provide food.

Scarves of silken vapor meander through the woods,
enticing violets, mushrooms, and toadstools to grow renegade
From this height I cannot observe the minnows, ants, or the fey, but….
I sense the faeries, elves and brownies, giving butterflies a standing ovation.

Silken

The burnt brown grass of August ending
Longs for the opulence of autumn
To adorn the stripped and thirsty trees 
With garnet jewels and gowns of silken rain

4/23/21

Originally in 'August Ending'

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Silken Roses

       


                      roses, satiny
                         petals soft, a baby's cheek
                              morning dew kisses



                              
                           2/13/2021
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Silken Kingdom

This sexy silken kingdom
which guards your chastity
Oh, that I might conquer it
to revel in your majesty!

Sweet scents heaven sent
cower deep behind this veil
Futile hot resistance grows
yet fervent lust will prevail.

To journey forth beyond it
an odyssey of sensuality
To vanquish this silky foe
an obvious eventuality.

It’s your soul and passion
I fight valiantly to gain
Banished all your will now
for an eternity I shall reign.

Lord of this lovely land
juices flowing by my hand
Lady of my tortured lust
my love to you I do entrust.

A White Silken Shroud

A silver sliver of crescent moon
slips over the rim of the Earth.

Sol waits, in inky darkness, as Dawn's light
pierces the night at its heart,
announcing His rebirth.

A pink carnation of a sun
blooms on the horizon's east edge.
And a spider's web, freshly spun,
hangs like netting draped on the hedge.

gold butterfly wings
wrapped in a white silken shroud...
life's eaten alive

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