“Sometimes dreams allow you to drift through unfathomable realms of Bliss” ~ by Poet
Across the golden gossamer clouds, I drift
Through valleys of void, in a chimeric dream,
Where stardusts of peace waltz with steps so swift -
I see diamond doves soar above a stellar stream
Through valleys of void, in a chimeric dream,
When time stops his rhythm in an oblivious bliss,
I see diamond doves soar above a stellar stream -
Graceful faces, I glimpse, of those I dearly miss
When time stops his rhythm in an oblivious bliss,
Amidst a flurry of feathers in rainbow hues,
Graceful faces, I glimpse, of those I dearly miss
And sweet heavenly fragrances seem to diffuse
Amidst a flurry of feathers in rainbow hues
Where stardusts of peace waltz with steps so swift
And sweet heavenly fragrances seem to diffuse,
Across the golden gossamer clouds, I drift
Categories:
stardusts, dream,
Form: Pantoum
you went supernova
with oddly
an oddity about space
that tied in with the moon landing
and your course was set.
you questioned the existence
of life on Mars
created a persona, and wife
the Stardusts
sung of the prettiest one.
loved the alien
illogically were afraid of Americans
got high
got low
crashed the same car many times.
ultimately not the chaos
but the cancer
the chameleon called
the changeling claimed
blessed, then cursed.
swung with the best of them-
spun songs too
Starman, sadness overwhelms
we knew you
and every outrageous costume change.
I saw a blackstar in the sky tonight
and knew
it was true
goodbye spaceboy
ashes to ashes
funk to funky
dust to stardust.
12.1.2016 07:30am
Categories:
stardusts, death, devotion,
Form: Free verse
In the lone island of life so much I like to be
saturated with the still shadow of serenity,
sense at the silent depth of soul a new me.
Out of recluse, I comprehend it’s my reality,
by sane insight the demise of duality I see.
As full moon moves slow across my sole sky,
dense night’s opaque darkness stardusts dilute,
I drink to dregs as the sands of time slide me by.
Mind gets drenched in delight passions elute,
on the mesmeric tapestry of rapt rapture I lie.
November 17,2020
Contest : Podium Placing Promiseg (6)
Sponsor : Brian Strand
Categories:
stardusts, i am, introspection,
Form: Quintain (Sicilian)
In lone island of life I like to be
soaked in cool shower of serenity,
find at the still depth of soul a new me.
Out of recluse it’s my reality,
in sane insight I lose duality.
As full moon moves slow across my sole sky,
dense night’s opaque stillness stardusts dilute,
I drink eyeful while time passes me by.
Mind gets drenched in delight passions elute,
in charmed trance of rapture I become mute.
August 17, 2020
Contest : Strand Completely New (23)
Sponsor : Brian Strand
Categories:
stardusts, dream, joy, loneliness, silence,
Form: Quintain (English)
The contours cascading from the higher Himalayan slope
hold me, the upstanding cone of jade, a coniferous pine,
gilded in gold soaked from the swathe of glistened snow,
turning to mirror of flakes, flushed by dawn’s yellow sun.
A coat of cinnabar I get as the crimson clouds pass me by
across the gleam of twilight sky to the chromatic horizon.
As the northern winds graze over the frozen topography
my mind quivers on the tip of needles in the winter chill.
As the shroud of silence falls with the drizzle of still night
the cerulean stardusts sprinkle shine on my silken visage,
shimmering with my ardent dream to pierce the thin air,
soar up high in the satin sky and touch the twinkling stars.
The reverie comes true somewhere else, some other time
when to a far-off place in the midst of festival of joy I go
to be charming Christmas tree crowned by sapphire stars,
my desire to be among stars is fulfilled in Christmas night.
December 28, 2019
Contest : I Am A Tree
Sponsor : Delilah Ventura
Categories:
stardusts, christmas, metaphor, tree,
Form: Personification
A sand grain of quartz sprawls on desert dune,
listens to the scorching whistle of the arid wind,
sliding down the steep slope waltzes to its tune.
Face burnished, it doesn’t mind the falling grind.
It reposes in new found niche of subtle solitude,
sees the fiery sun rise, burn the parched heart.
Its static crystalline soul still survives for it should,
it waits for the shower of cool stardusts to start.
The mystique beams of the flimsy maroon moon
drench it with silent shower of nocturnal ecstasy.
It forgets the glow of mesmeric night will end soon,
ascending flare of the desert sun it will again see.
With the surge of fury the summer storm blows,
the sand grain soars to dust-charged cloud of ink,
to the sapphire fold of the enthralling oasis it goes,
where in the azure of lacustrine serenity it sinks.
At the journey’s end bliss suffuses the stony core,
the blaze of the desert sun can’t burn it any more.
December 21, 2019
Contest : Your Best New Poem
Sponsor : Emile Pinet
Categories:
stardusts, journey, life, peace,
Form: Rhyme
MUTE IN TRANCE OF RAPTURE
In the island of life I like to be
soaked in drizzle of cool serenity,
find at the still depth within a new me.
Out of recluse it’s my reality,
in lone insight I lose duality.
As full moon moves slow across my sole sky
dense night’s joyous stillness stardusts dilute,
I drink eyeful while time passes me by.
Mind gets drenched in delight passions elute,
in charmed trance of rapture I become mute.
August 1, 2019
Syllable count : 10 each line (iambic pentameter)
Checked on howmanysyllables.com
Categories:
stardusts, emotions, how i feel,
Form: Quintain (English)
The day so long is today
The day so short was yesterday
Today is holiday
Yesterday was also holiday
Life never depends on yesterday
Always independent from today
Past are just stardusts
Present is golden
And we are here to prove ourselves
The flower of a garden
Future is harmoney
Not for money
Present displays
Character of icony
Past is buried today
Future is planted yesterday
But present is just going on
Modern world is cry for yesterday
Always destroyed wants to learn
Nature wanting everything to say
Unable to say as it was yesterday
Searching life now a day
As it was lost before today
Hidden in the words of song
Together can say wants of young
Theme of life can change its shine
Past can never be its divine
Past is becoming an evil of man
Try to evade being brave and strong
Don't waste today thinking of yesterday
Don't waste tomorrow expecting for holiday
Live in your present
Make it relevant
Life will be secured
Tension will be recurred
The day you will work
Will answer you one day
Its the only day
You have been waited
Holiday, Holiday & Holiday
Categories:
stardusts, career, confusion, humanity,
Form: Free verse
The greatest comedy of all
Was at her funeral-
MmaUneghe.
The old woman lived for a long, long time
In isolation
And kicked the bucket of abandonment.
They called her "witch."
She was old, unkempt, haggard and shagged
So they called her "witch."
At her funeral,
Came all sorts of guests
Invitees and dignitaries.
The real tragedy was in the
Pomp and galore in which
Mma Uneghe's passing was celebrated.
The burial was well celebrated.
A quarter of the expense
Would have given the poor woman
A happy life,
If you know what I mean.
She then transited
From dust to dust
As the pulpits often say.
She became many, many millions
Of tiny particles of dust to float.
Floating all over earth
And beyond.
Laughing at them as she did
Mocking them as they mourned.
She reached far to the stars
And back as stardusts
To settle on their birthday cakes.
All who abandoned her at old age.
Categories:
stardusts, bereavement, betrayal, death, discrimination,
Form: Elegy
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black winds bite
empty endings spill
in sewers,
old vows wilt
dissolving life's tenderness ` ` `
hearts sliced in rough stone
rainfall parts breaths
ravens wearing dying cloaks ` ` `
pale stardusts, farewell
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Brinan Strand's Up to 14
By: nette onclaud
Categories:
stardusts, lost love, people,
Form: Senryu
Remember,
when we
looked at gibberish
in the sky?
you thought,
they were diamond-strung
pearls, or stardusts.
inch by
inch, they moved closer.
nature was in retrograde.
my heart,
it spoke of light years,
and comets, and Venus' glimmer.
your hair, it ended where my heartbeat began.
we were looking at gibberish
in the sky,
when you and I
became our very own stars.
Categories:
stardusts, lost love, love
Form: Free verse
Written in my heart
That unforgettable art
Numerous stardusts
Categories:
stardusts, art
Form: Haiku