Searching for that superfine llove
see thats the way it's gotta be
me for you
you for me
what creates night
nights full of roamnce
lovers all around us
a place for us to dance
what suited best
and dressed for impression
ah night for lovers
anwsered and questioned
Cupid put the bow to the chello
stummed ah tune for you and me
sweet kisses
me yourr fellow
I'm in love
say your in love with me
sappy sweet full of jestures
Lovers loving
in each and every measure
That Super fine love
Is what I really need
say it love really love
and thats the way it has to be
Written By Dank and Dodoole
From Swiigg Nasty and the Real Wons
Categories:
superfine, celebration, character, love,
Form: Ballad
Aroma of Jasmine !
An ethereal essence:
Supreme ! Superfine.
Redolence entwines
on reminiscence.
Nostalgic memory
of bygone golden days.
Categories:
superfine, appreciation,
Form: Verse
DECEMBER MEMENTO
My first rank showed to Dad while in standard Nine.
Me rejoicing and feeling superfine.
In the month of December.
So far I do remember.
Dad told ‘Your success brings me more bliss than mine.’
12/11/ 22
A December Memento
Contest by Andrea Dietrich.
Categories:
superfine, father daughter,
Form: Limerick
THE SCULPTURE
Dream girl carved by Pygmalion: Sculpture.
He framed her face with charm of bright Moon light
His painful passion brought pearly luster
glistening on her wide eyes in delight.
Superfine cut by chisel with skilled stroke
designed curves of body on perfection.
On each point emerald emotion broke.
Elegant statue stood on completion.
Sculptor desired the statue as his wife.
His yearning tingled on earnest prayer.
How could the statue be blessed by life!
Her eyes blinked, she smiled at her creator.
Statue turned Galatia in rapture.
Dream girl carved by Pygmalion: Sculpture.
05/18/22
Orphan sonnet
Contest by Emile Pinet
Categories:
superfine, appreciation, devotion, dream, passion,
Form: Sonnet
MY INNER CHILD
My inner child
rejoices to recollect childhood fun.
laments remembering deprivation of Mom’s love.
Joyfully reminisces affectionate Dad always caring for her.
acknowledges Grandma’s love and care with life-long gratitude.
suffers on memories of injustices done to an innocent helpless girl.
The joy of inner child in mine still
flies flying kite up high on sky.
flows with paper boat to float in pool nearby.
dances and prances on puppet show.
flashes on glow of rainbow.
Inner child of mine stays superfine
with dreams rippling on streams of joy
relishing childish merriments,
cheers getting easy, being busy
feeling jovial on trivial.
09/08/21
'Your Inner Child'
Contest by Annne Chantelle Cooke
Categories:
superfine, 8th grade, appreciation, childhood,
Form: List
TRUE MYTH
It's you I love
It's you I adore
Aww! Why dost thou keep me ignore?
I thought you gave it a second thought.
I thought me you loved before
Not knowing it was just for friendship and nothing more.
My pain, My Relief
Memories of you wanders in my mind.
I haven't slept a wink
I keep me awake just to see you sleep
Your enchanting nearness to me
Like a heavenly Bliss.
How I so crave for your kiss.
It's real,
It's genuine,
It's love.
It's you I love, my belove
Yes I do feel the pressure
I seek ye not for only pleasure
You're my treasure.
My Agony, My Relief
They say "Men don't cry"
Yet over you I grief
How I wonder why me you've caused
So much mischiefs.
Love me for once, even just a brief.
You're superfine
My sunshine,
My shimmering wine.
My adoration for thee is divine.
Thou dost labour because of thee
What's mine is surely thine.
I'm neat not rough.
I'm gentle, I bluff.
I'm noble, I don't puff
Finesse I have enough
Oh! I wonder why to love me is tough
My Relief,
All I have felt is pain
Alas! What will be my gain?
If all what we shared was all in vain.
~PhilzDpoet~
Categories:
superfine, beauty, break up, cute
Form: Rhyme
When you're my Goddess divine
My life will be superfine
Pure heart and benign outlook
I want you by hook or crook
When I see you I lose control
Suddenly I remember my role
For you're my beloved since ages
I'm ready to trespass all hedges
You're the reason for everything I do
Trust me it's hugely true..!
Keep me in thy blessings
And prayers in tons..!!
Categories:
superfine, angel, appreciation, art,
Form: Couplet
SEAGULLS
Squalling seagulls sip the morning sunshine
Expert efficient on hunting skill
Unique distinct character superfine.
Adaptable always venturing thrill.
Expert efficient on hunting skill
They drop mollusk to hit rock breaking shell.
Adaptable always venturing thrill,
They throw bread- crumbs to attract fish as well.
They drop mollusk to hit rock breaking shell,
They transfer all techniques to the offspring
They throw bread- crumbs to attract fish as well,
follow ploughs for underground food to bring.
They transfer all techniques to the offspring
Seagulls symbolize, clarify freedom
follow ploughs for underground food to bring.
Resourceful favorable broad spectrum.
Seagulls symbolize, clarify freedom
Unique distinct character superfine
Resourceful favorable broad spectrum.
Squalling seagulls sip the morning sunshine.
12/02/19
Second Place
'Seagulls' Contest by Eve Roper.
Categories:
superfine, 6th grade, appreciation, bird,
Form: Pantoum
Take my hand and tether me
my fingers outstretched,
long and unnatural,
being pulled gently, slowly,
vibrations slowing.
Don't let my fingers slip away --
do not release my weight
or am I weightless?
Which second or millisecond
do we transform from weight to ether?
The soul knows and prepares for lift
and for loft.
I see you now, expressionless,
or crying -- maybe dying,
as I drift upward, speed increasing.
I see you and you grow smaller.
I'm flying now. Can you see me?
You are a pinpoint
much like an ink mark, superfine,
on paper that once recorded
who I was and
who you will continue to be.
Tether my memory now, dear love,
I fear I am a pinpoint too.
Categories:
superfine, death, farewell, grief, loss,
Form: Free verse
A shiver of Appalachia
superfine sugar of maple
windblown through the spine
tingling in a burst of aortic air
Inhaled as though fresh but by
the mountains rendered spent
the slightest reminder of
organic perpetuation fiercely painful
and entirely disembodied, each moment
blanketed by eternity and the hereafter;
primordial yet ethereal, a shadowy glimmer
of final destiny.
(While) in the treetops, the heron and the wren
speak peacefully as they observe
the rising of the sun.
--
For Lydia Davis and Susan McKeown
Categories:
superfine, animals, introspection, life, nature,
Form: Free verse
When the masters came breathing superiority
We became curious servants
They ruled us, they exploited us, they planted us
We cried, we laughed
They humiliated us, they enlightened us
We moan, we learn
And when they left because we clamoured
We celebrated freedom
Suddenly appear the masters again
But from among us
They redefine freedom in their context
And we hate freedom
They console us in harsher terms
And we become inconsolable
They exploit us until they extricate us
We mourn, we endure
They promise us the heavens, but in our dream
We see it fulfil
The dividends of our treasure they apportion to us
And in our grave, we recieve them
They offer us their acquired knowledge
But we clamour for transparency
They teach us the song of independence
On our lips they turn dirge
They speak the language of Democracy
And we discern Oligarchy
They teach us the principle of Federation
But the totalitarian version
If our former masters had not gone
We might have been taught better
We might have known better
We might have fared better
But with the return of our superfine masters
We are less than servants
Categories:
superfine, introspection, political, sad
Form: Free verse