Waddle with me in a downpour of rain
Singing in a symphonious refrain
Jumping in puddles, splashing everyone
Simply because we will have lots of fun.
We'll fluff up our feathers, inhale fresh air
Twist and shake until we have no breath there
Because we are smarties, we have it cracked
And expertly do a ducky class act.
One two and then quack, one two and then splash
Allow alluring eyelashes to flash
Look to the left and then look to the right
Dancing and prancing from morning to night.
Then we can dream elating ducky dreams
In the wondrous world of fantasy themes
Arriving there, surely one can't do wrong
Waddling to the tune of a ducky song.
Categories:
symphonious, happy, song,
Form: Lyric
A lone cantata pierced through the hollow night
as hungry clouds nibbled at the frozen Moon,
Her smile obscured but for a slight, scanty sight
as a solo aria pierced the lagoon.
Amid the languid yet luminous half-light
came the chilling chorus of the Arctic loon.
Love lives here, and lingers warm in half moonlight,
budding with romantic, symphonious swoon.
I watch as you watch the performance enwreathe,
loving you fervently with each breath I breathe.
Categories:
symphonious, environment, love, moon, music,
Form: Rhyme
I have been eclipsed
with silent spaces of black holes,
I was a numb night
who only befriended melancholy.
My lost soul glimmered softly
with your moonlit touch,
as I follow the trail of stars in your eyes now.
Drifting in dreams with you somewhere far,
our hands are never an inch apart.
Hide and seek of eternity and always
in our love keeps me breathing.
Oh my symphonious serendipity,
when your poetry held me with love,
the storms in my soul met shores of serenity.
Every sigh serenades
a cosmic connection of centuries old,
your overpowering affection
reflects rosy rhapsodies in my glass eyes.
Every day my sky waits for your radiance,
my sun and my moon shine in you only.
~Ayesh
Categories:
symphonious, devotion, longing, love, moon,
Form: Alliteration
Spring
The season of green
As hypnotizing as painted optimism.
The mother of all other seasons with delightful sheen.
You bloom as symphonious as teacherly mannerism.
The season of charming foliage
Invites hummingbirds that might cut the petals or weave nests on you with diligence
Or bees might dance musically at such an elevation of footage.
You stand to me elegantly with my teacher’s patience.
The season of hope and flies
Ornamented by the evanescent rays of an orange sun.
And who that socks in the confetti of rain like Pluviophiles
You open my mind and take to that cradle of a learning barn.
The season of shape and symbol.
I can visualise divine curves-
The epitome of the sagacity of renewal
You help me picture of my teachers’ drives.
Categories:
symphonious, environment,
Form: Ode
Silver stars shine;
suitably suffused – Summer’s sparing sign.
Shimmering shadows seamlessly serene,
sweet smiles sail swiftly saving season's scene.
Sunbeam sentiments seek sapphire skies,
symphonious senses sparkle serenity, solitude sighs.
Serendipitously sonorous, seamless songs sing,
swaying sensuality safely, saturated souls sting.
Succulent superior silence softly stimulated,
satisfied syllables spoken, stunningly stated.
Silver stars shine;
showered senses sought sympathy-
sparking Summer's splendored spine,
speaking superb sensitivity.
October 21, 2019
Tautogram Poems Poetry Contest
Eve Roper
Categories:
symphonious, beauty, seasons,
Form: Tautogram
My heart, touched by the magic wand of the flowery fairy
Bloomed into a transparent and vapory bird
Seeking to break open the door of its cage
To feel life, to be immersed in its essence
To drown in its fantasy,
Fantasy which can be at times awakening
While at other times, soporific!
My heart, after having sipped the dew of its new dawn
Found the strength to break open its cage
And flew away, leaving me, in a most disorientated state
Why, without it, I no longer felt safe, I no longer felt warm
As I usually was with it, enlaced in between its steady beats!
Why, after having met with the alchemy of existence
My heart was free to morph into whatever it wanted
Of course, after having experienced life in all its forms
It chose to be human,
My heart, so innocent, now lived in the guise of femininity!
Pray, stubborn, I kept searching for it, found it
And lost it again times and again
But it would heed me not
My heart now had the sweet taste of freedom
In its mouth
Now, it was bent on jolting to life's fine-tuned
Symphonious ambience!
Categories:
symphonious, fantasy, heart, love, mystery,
Form: Free verse
build a tuning fork
large enough to rap once
using all the force of atomic weapons
whose usage have been wholly destructive
yet, instead,
with such force applied to the fork
a rippling, striving, unadulterated,
mellifluous, symphonious, all
encompassing vibration
will shock through our bodies
cracking quickly through the air
slicing & repairing directly behind
itself
throughout the circumference of this
earth &
sending out into the universe
something new
something experimental
something in
tune.
Categories:
symphonious, life, universe,
Form: Free verse