I want the sun
To keep warmth fun...
Which moon cant shun,
And be forever undone.
I want lofty peace
That time don't lease...
Or by season decrease,
But Eon does increase.
I want silent night;
Be of overwhelming insight-
By which tranquilities write...
Of truth without fright.
I want cool morning;
So gracious and adorning,
Mercy over sin; mourning...
What favour be forewarning.
Categories:
tranquilities, anxiety, crazy, fantasy, freedom,
Form: Rhyme
Quiet pieces of my heart, fragile
Delicate like silk or hope,
Betray the breath of my past,
Aching through the flames
Burning away my disgrace, my shame
Lifting doubt from the shadows
Gentle stars reflect my soul, shimmering
Like laughter from the sun,
Beaming down, erasing the clouds
Creating beauty from the darkness,
Promising faith to always believe
In the wonders that my soul receives
Distant thunders sound through the skies
Abiding in mysteries, tantalizing
Secrets filling my mind,
Coloring memories in hues of longing,
Feelings both kind and compromising,
Publishing joy through the solitary comfort
Hushed sounds, tenuous flakes
Soft like the serenity, the abundance
Whispering tranquilities, abiding
On the powerful authority edging history
With this winter’s caress, the kiss
Sensitive like the miracle, shimmering
Rich with details, my love
Vibrant and strong, curing all
That is wrong, believing – dreaming
Stirring the song, inspirations
Alive on the moments I know as
Beautiful, brilliant stories of my heart
Writing Challenge - C Words - Poetry Contest
Sponsored by: Constance La France
February 2, 2023
Categories:
tranquilities, appreciation, heart, inspiration, love,
Form: Free verse
~
Soft melodies of misted spray
adrift ‘pon glistened air
Cascading waters on display
their touch of moisture’d share
As fern leaf sonnets fill the trees
illumined emerald green
Symphonic spun tranquilities
embrace this peaceful scene
Sweet solitude in whispered song
on crystal stream it flows
O’er polished stone it rolls along
as time so gently slows
This moment, pure serenity
of shimmered heaven’s grace
A world of nature’s harmony
is felt this wondrous place
~
9/10/19
Written for the: Picturesque Rhyme Poetry Contest
Sponsored by: Eve Roper
Categories:
tranquilities, nature,
Form: Rhyme
As I walk through November's rustling meadow,
And warm on saturn's glow.
Lose myself in tranquilities cold shadow,
Watch streams ebb and flow.
Transfix upon sky's blue duvet, white pillows,
Hear nature's sweet solo.
I ponder Autumn's unique transient show,
While drinking warm coco.
For babes in arms furrow,
Nose and cheeks aglow.
As I walk through November's rustling meadow.
01/11/2018
(Half Eleven Form)
Categories:
tranquilities, appreciation, autumn, creation, november,
Form: Rhyme
When the old man was a sailor
When food was served, before cleaning pots and pans
the old man when young, went out on deck to see the sunset.
A dreamy that is if a tempest wasn`t blowing,
gale in the mighty Pacific reduced the bravest to shivering gnat.
The old man was a cook not the loftiest type of work, whoever
wrote a book titled:” The adventure of a ship`s cook.”
The old man, when he was young, got up early to see the sunrise
before frying eggs and bacon, not forget baking bread; and receive
the insults by frustrated, womenless seamen.
But he was there in all the oceans, their tranquilities and fury,
what was left was serene evenings alone in his cabin read great
novels about audacious voyagers.
Categories:
tranquilities, april, best friend, betrayal,
Form: Blank verse
S/he knows hot cold felt co-passions
calling to become Bodhisattva Caller,
EarthTown Crier,
co-messianic prophet of brightest gloom
begging prophecies still hiding
winning our least best common denominations
racing diverse nurturing
of ecotherapeutic tranquilities,
resonant resilience
to both call and cooperative calling back
listening through speaking
what has fissured pathological cracks,
powers of matriarchal hurricanes
nurturing yet controlling
Earth's patriarchal steadfast Peter rocks
deaf to nurturing calls of invitation
but best for flat plane echoing
climates full
uprising
evolving
revolutions
calling as we nurture echo-call,
crying as we nature fall,
supplying all we together recall
competing WinWin cooperations,
co-operators
of and for peaceful piracy,
creolic recreations,
trumping each reweaving species
relearning shared vocations
as Solidarity's apprentices.
Climatic avalanches self-invite
what we co-invited yesterday
as bounty.
Categories:
tranquilities, caregiving, culture, destiny, gender,
Form: Prose Poetry
Humid. The dust of water brushing every surface
Through the strong breeze,
The changing clouds speaking relief as they
Shift through tranquilities.
The shadow of night in the day over us
In the rain pass,
The truth of how it rains on us all erases class.
I think of my dreams to be Rich
Some how saving me.
I feel the soothing of that comfort and power
Fantasizing constantly.
But it rains on us all, every people,
Just the same.
Regardless of power, position, popularity, age,
gender and fame.
Categories:
tranquilities, green, humanity,
Form: Rhyme
Behold the pioneering spiritualist, living on the edge
Of the civilizations harshest grid, seeking tranquilities
Harmony beyond the brick lined streets of stress and
Strife of the big city life!
These individualist of true grits foundation, whom live
Life to the fullest extent, tasting the winds of freedom
With every breaths inhalation and exhaling joy of
Revelation in this venue of isolation, known as
Alaska the last frontier!
In clarity’s ice kingdom of the forbidden land, does
Not alone wolf cry echoing, in the timbers breaking dawn
Of twilight's final hour, here endurance's vitality is set to fight and survive this call of the wild struggle!
Within the forest wilderness man and women,
Climb the heights vast divides of the untamable,
To achieve a simpler existence, of our forefathers
Harvesting the ancient theology, of the pioneering
Spirit!
Time reflecting architects thriving on the thrill
To endure, savoring the concurring desire to challenge
Against the obstacles seemingly impassible, living
Off the land and being grateful just for the promise
Of this opportunity to live freely, as men were meant
Too!
BY: CHERYL ANNA DUNN
Categories:
tranquilities, adventure, beauty, courage, history,
Form: Free verse
Soul o' thy chirpin' melodies,
Ink o' thy timid symphonies,
Collects me, t'se calmeth tranquilities,
Requiem t'en pierceth my heart,
Blameth me, she, consumed h've I,
The light, b'low the gallow t'at lie,
Blameth me, she, stolen h've I,
The sound, droppeth o'er her lip,
Enigmatic melancholy, me,
Serenely, thou, me h've dippeth,
Solemn agony, fragnance o' thee,
Silent solace, dream o' me,
L'ft shadows o' my licketh be,
Eternal soul, weepeth un'r thy tree,
Why? Trappeth my soul thou,
Why? Not it flow an' fly free,
Bitter wine t'en, show color o' thee.
Categories:
tranquilities, death, deep,
Form: Imagism
Palm-trees and ocean, nights
reviling natures own love,
tranquilities mind
Categories:
tranquilities, nature, peace,
Form: Haiku
Feelings that only exist in the quietness.
Time that only proceeds in the hidden.
Tangled up illusion that is felt in the body.
Pirouetting emotions that never seem to withdraw.
Unspoken needs and desires that have no voice.
Unable to get close enough to a person.
Broken dreams and wishes
True thoughts through gentle touch.
Drowned in ones own self.
Wonders of tomorrow.
Questions about the past.
Swallowed by fears.
Tangled up sentiment.
Weeping scars of yesterday.
Forgiveness of tranquilities.
Smiles that are felt
Dreams that are achieved.
Times that are renewed.
Mending of hearts.
Breaking of ones confidence.
Building of today.
Hopes of the future.
Loving eternal.
Loving on the surface.
Lies and abandonment.
Memories yesterday.
Hopes for tomorrow.
Hellos and goodbyes
Deaths and birth.
Young and old.
Withered and bloomed.
Fake smiles
True ignorance.
Truth and deserving
Ordinary and odd
Unique and blessed.
Passions and sin
Redemption and healing.
Walking of valleys
And clearing of storms
Understanding and denying.
Bliss and pure instinct.
Bringing back and falling down.
Categories:
tranquilities, forgiveness, life,
Form: I do not know?
A calming peace, in tranquilities abiss,
those sweet lips I long to kiss.
Your eyes becoming, where I long to be,
oh please my lovely take a notice to me.
Categories:
tranquilities, love
Form: I do not know?