strings tug-ging, pull-ing,
notes spark-ing, wink-ing.
Categories:
sparking, emotions, music,
Form: Footle
I wasn’t born on the Virgin Islands
No books prophesized my coming
No shiny stars above the hospital bed
Only handmaidens welcomed me in
Most likely with awe struck expressions
Slap some air into that baby me, please
Make me scream, make me cry out loud
What have I gotten myself into
Mom says tears streamed down my cheeks
Yet, she swears I was smiling too
Nothing’s changed now that I’m old and grey
I’m still just a spark igniting a flame
I still smile when I cry
At all the lies and the pain ...
Nobody’s perfect
Categories:
sparking, baby, blue,
Form: Free verse
We Swooning Sparking Sparkling Fiery Fierce Lovers, By Davieo, David Rothchild
We Swooning Sparking Sparkling Fiery Fierce Lovers
When we were wholly as one true being complete
Long known birth names could not be recalled
A body was a sublime sky shaping unmovable mountain
Eyes were closed, translucent time faring glowing minds
Were lit with supernal love, diamond-sapphire happinesses
Kisses rained like golden rivers of sky posed painted joys
A love ocean deep rebalanced, memorialized empyrean emotions.
We Swooning Sparking Sparkling Fiery Fierce Lovers, By Davieo, David Rothchild
Categories:
sparking, allusion, cute love, funny
Form: Free verse
Moments with you are like the effervescence taste of sparkling wine…
It is a rush of intense pleasure that almost seems like a crime…
Such a rich and sweet measure…but so fleeting in time…
And I am left wanting more…sparkling wine…
Categories:
sparking, love, wine,
Form: Quatrain
She had no spark within her heart
No fire burned out of control
No glow of which she could impart
No flames of desire within her soul
The muse within her did not ignite
Her inspiration had taken flight
Her words could not spark a blaze
The muse within her did not ignite
It seemed she was in a daze,
She wanted words to light up her mind
But her words could not spark a blaze
Then a spark of desire she did find
And words began to light up her mind
Soon she felt an inspirational fire inside
That illuminated her soul with a burning pride
Her writing brought her great acclaim
A spark had now become a flame
-
11-12-17
Categories:
sparking, inspirational, writing,
Form: Rhyme
Silent night –
Love in the air
Takes flight!
Lovebirds,
Softly spoken
Sweet words …
Hopes cling
Tracing each stroke
Souls sing.
November 28, 2014
Dane Ann Smith-Johnsen
Written for Poetry Soup Member Contest: WHISPERS OF A MUSE - Poetry Contest
Sponsor nette onclaud
Categories:
sparking, emotions, love,
Form: Verse
The clutter expert made remarks,
When giving her advice,
That if no joy an item sparks,
Then ditch it – don’t think twice.
That goes for clothes or books or art
Or tchotchkes on a shelf,
For once this method gets its start,
You’ll lighten up yourself.
Although I am intrigued, this brings
A plan I can’t employ,
‘Cause I own way too many things
That aren’t sparking joy.
Still, I am more attuned to what
The expert had to say
And so my ancient jeans (which sparketh not)
I gave away.
Categories:
sparking, clothes, home,
Form: Rhyme
in this town
you hear horn sound
going round and round
people acting like clown
corlor pop blue black and
white
its
SPARKING IN THE NIGHT
Categories:
sparking, adventure, art,
Form: Light Verse
Synapses in the brain sparking,
Transient rushes here to there.
Consciously, excitements bustling,
The world around looks, unaware.
Tête-à-tête buzzes constantly.
Ever present selves in the air.
Fast paced nights remember freely.
A time when there was less despair.
© July 25, 2011
Dane Smith-Johnsen
Written for Poetry Soup Member Contest: HUTAIN THIS ONE...
Sponsored by: nette onclaud
Categories:
sparking, depression, introspection, life, people,
Form: Verse