Why in his presence, did her soft heart, always like sweet
cotton candy melt?
Orchestral songs engendered the tenderest feelings, to her
heart, so aquamarine velvet.
Such starlit, subtle, shameless, suggestive glances!
An antennae in every way was she, inviting kaleidoscopic,
tsunamic romances.
On the fog cradled ship, with a cape of fog, blessing her
chiseled,moonbeam face,
His arms enclosed her in a velveteen gold, cuddled in his
silent, starshine embrace.
Oh, poetess, penning of feelings of deep intimacy.
Your poem, will be stamped “romantic “?
A term, you loathe and find so very meaningless and worse,
utterly curt and disgustingly pedantic!
But only a poet who knows your heart to its scarlet
inner flaming core,
Has the outstanding bravissimo to knock on your truly
insatiable, heart’s-door!
Dare he try his wings and wish for such magically,
exotic, sensual satisfaction?
Wrapped in those twilight, wild, moonbeamed curls
of Eurydice’s Olympian extraction!
6/4/2024
Categories:
tsunamic, beautiful, imagery, love, moon,
Form: Rhyme
Stunned I stare from a rocky shore
As eagle architects swoop and soar.
Avian aerobats stretch my mind.
Carving arcs in cerulean air
Building an aerial cathedral
Framing clear high walls across the sky
With headlong three-sixties upside down
Form gothic spandrels toward the ground
Flickering feathers turned them around
Racing sunward as a fleur de lis
In a uniting swirl upward bound,
Forming a pole for staffing a cross
Construction stopped at the sight of fish.
As if their cathedral struck the sea
Eagles spun in tsunamic circles
Diving for salmon they taloned tight
Flying swiftly off, soon beyond sight.
I shrugged, amazed by what raptors do.
Jet jockeys may but sigh and admire
Eagles flight gift with dreamy desire.
Categories:
tsunamic, bird, dream, fish, flying,
Form: Free verse
May march forth, enter paradise my quill
May you hath,myriad cent hearts to fill
you prosper in , you fame in admiration
he parents in turbulence, he friends in quietude
he winkles in humans, as lustrous source of inspiration
Greater the gratitude for me he's, symbol of his beatitude
Vis-à-vis creed, blood, caste and hard achieved, a regard
As the tributaries of the Ganga, we’ve endorsed for the one stream
As the lineage and the posterity, we’ve enshrined for the Present beam
For every invincible sword as pitfall, a mighty shield
For all tsunamic ailments as drift all, a medicated ointment
he toils in pains, as meticulous peasant in field
Where incisive libels of solecism his, intended for brisk abusement
Don’t succeed- a word against me infuriates. A REWARD!!!
Categories:
tsunamic, 12th grade, absence, art,
Form: Sonnet
Aloof, alone, forgotten
The dead wake
Lapping the shore
Awaiting the next
Tsunamic wave of
Emotions
Categories:
tsunamic, emotions, life,
Form: Prose
Hot burning fire
With a red bright spark
The disaster with golden beauty
Of the glowing fire like volcano
Seas ocean over the sky
with trembling voice
with a tsunamic echo
to be feared by mankind
A change in Earth rotation
To be speeed like a round twist
dangered collapse of Buildings
Categories:
tsunamic, natural disasters,
Form: ABC
"History doesn't repeat itself,
but it does rhyme"*
like the whine of swine
all drunk on wine
this viscous valentine
vents turbid turpentine
volcanic tectonics
of violent landmines
such slovenly, serpentine,
slips of sand
at end of time
as tears weeping
tsunamic sweeping
cesium creeping
the we rereading sky braille unseeing
signs and portents
content with contents
insistant attempts
at repealing events
and blindly concealing
our rifts and our rents
we prefer our unfeeling
and selfish intents
*from a quote of Samuel Clemens
Categories:
tsunamic, life
Form: Free verse