Best Romantic Poem 12/13/24
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Perfumed Romantic Bower
Twilight calls me with a soft amber light,
Into delicate scents of memory,
To a fragile bower of fragrant nights
Your saffron smile, a perfumed mystery.
Through gossamer hues of incense demur,
Fantasies flutter like silken moonbeams,
When we sip the honeyed nectar of myrrh,
And savor sweet spices in whispered dreams.
Scents of tuberose merge with star jasmine,
Draw us into this garden’s scented glen
Where the pulsing of bluebellvines entreat
Enchantment from your flute song sung again.
Love’s dulcet scent of ambrosia transcends
Our perfumed garden, harmony ascends.
Sunlight or Moonlight - Moonlight on Meadows chosen title 8-21-24
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Moonlight on Meadows
Moonlight lays with meadows
Splashing auroras of platinum mist
On midnight
As lupine enters Luna’s corona
Dressed in veils of silver blue.
Light’s fingertips spread wide
Taking in the silk caress –
Hypnotic lavender and clover.
The silent silver flute song
Parts tangled nests of moonlit shadows
Sinking deeply into the crucible of light
While florid breaths of tuberose,
Leave an argent kiss
In moon pearls of satin dews.
Garlands of scented leaves
Undulate in polar wax and wane
Swaying
Holding close arching moonbows of sterling.
In full splendor of lunar madness
Sweet midnight ambrosias explode
To dust the moonlight and meadows
With crystal bits of silver glitz.
Afar off as Luna disturbs the briny sea air, its pallid
lips farewell kiss of former throne fairs to absence.
Heir apparent solace a crown restored as its Hymn
privilege rejuvenates Sol's nurtured Hawaiian Isles.
As guests, while a tad, in Hawaii's wild, there they'll
see groundbreakers of Plumeria painted plumes don
guest guessing tree colors that rival Picasso's rarity,
Rose Period of benevolent hues missing silent blues.
On yonder rise further untamed, yielding in strength,
the Bird of Paradise, queues surround a mound. Find
true value in their weight of numbers enabled on top
of the tabled bouquet than solo left alone--so lonely.
Siding with soloists that orchestrate scents, like that
of the Gardenia, Puakenikeni, Kahili Yellow Ginger or
Pikake/Jasmine and Tuberose many more aromatics
redolent a symphonic scores, an orchid won, adored.
Lullaby
Moonbow cradle songs
Sing through sheer corona mists
In grace notes of acapella hues
While golden lunar lentos
Of twilight lunar rainbows,
Crowning Luna’s full face,
Arch with andante’s touch
Like a wrinkle in reality
In haunting flutters on the wind song
Drifting into enchantment and out of time.
A tone poem surrendered in a perfumed arbor
Settles chaos conjured in the cosmos
With gentle rhymes of barcarolles
That rock with moonlight’s tremolo touch
A drowsy art song paints the tuberose perfume
To soothe earth, sky and penitent soul
In beauty revealed by moonlit rhapsody
Where lyrics of sleepy harmonies
Doze to the cadence of blazing stars
Wrapped in astral quilts, nodding in serenity.
3-14-23
Contest: L Poems
Sponsor: Constance La France
A "moonbow" is a lunar rainbow created by water droplets and the light of the moon.
Blazing stars are night blooming flowers.
I am a writer who cannot help but write
from early dawn to dusk I think and jot
each and every word is pure delight
I cannot state enough how eagerly I sought
those hours of tame that often gifted me
the rarest flowers of its sort, ... my lot
Sometimes I told my story on the moon for free
Sometimes I etched it on a star, such bless
its the joy of penning, who would disagree
That a rhyming poem without excess
can be a flow of sweet compose
there is no greater pass time, I confess
then letting a muse be your mentor of prose,
each time it lingers, I smell the tuberose.
Perfumed Garden
Twilight calls in soft floral amber lights,
Delicate in the scent of memory,
To fragile bowers of fragrant delights -
Saffron smiles wrapped in scented mystery.
Sinuous silk plumerias of myrrh
‘Twine satin fingertips ‘neath musky mantles
When gossamer hues of incense demur
Bluebellvines bloom in soft chimes with candles.
Tender scents of tuberose, sweet jasmine,
Float from this shy perfumed garden glen
Petals spread wide as lotus buds begin
To welcome gentle moonbeams touch again.
Trembling seeds arouse spice scents on bloom's skin
As in pure union harmony ascends.
7-14-22
Contest: It's All About the Three Q’s
Sponsor: Constance La France
Theme: Nature
Rhymes check with www.rhymezone
Syllables checked with www.howmanysyllables
Quatorzain - 14 Lines, 10 Syllables per line
Bluebellvine is a flower in India.
As the monsoon arrived with drizzle,
Fumed the long awaited scent of soil,
Embarked longing romance in living soil element,
I stepped out with dream,
To walk holding your hand,
Into the dreams of new life will begin,
A welcome note mother earth has sent.
Life is rejuvenating with trust,
The barricade of solitude to be moved away,
I hear now cuckoo singing around
Nights are filled with fragrance of tuberose
And moon has come down to earth
To walk besides enlightening my life
The dark nights now appearing in purple shade,
Adorned with stars of silver shine,
Crown of trees has come alive,
They dance with the wind, kind of hip hop.
As if a divine ceremony will start,
Your presence is the only need,
Waited for long and by all.
~Ashok Kumar Mishra
In the backyard garden
I grew a mélange of flowers,
but the one that bloomed with gleam
beneath the shower of moonbeam,
you cherished the most, I remember.
Your favorite flower, Rajanigandha,
you wore in curls around your ebony hair,
gliding with the lattice of its pleats
to girdle your swan neck supple,
the image still unfaded, I treasure.
Every night now at the moonrise,
on your smiling portrait on the wall,
I place a garland of this snow-white satin flower,
feel you return to embrace me with the fragrance
of your beloved flower, I adore.
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(The English name of Rajanigandha is Tuberose
which is a night-blooming flower)
March 11, 2021
Contest : I Remember
Sponsor : Malabika Ray Chaudhuri
Please, don't put me in a nightmare.
I want to live in the open-minded temple of your heart.
I have seen the full expression of your love.
In the petals of sunflowers, marigolds, and dahlias that are wet with drizzle,
In the vitality of flying migratory birds,
In the delightful ascending smoke of the distant mountain that blended into the sky
Please, don't put me in a nightmare.
I want to live in the natural touch of your love.
I have seen the full expression of your love.
In the fragrance of tuberose that floated in the pure moonlight of the night,
In the vertical attraction of the song sung in silence,
And at the call of the twinkling eyes with the stars in the generous ground of the sky.
Please, don't put me in a nightmare.
I want to live alone with you.
-10.12.2020 Chittagong
There were liberal field, golden paddy, mild touch of south breeze
And there were you, your beautiful smiles with opening mind
There were jackfruit, plum, mango, palm, and betel-nut trees on the bank of the pond.
And there were you, the sounds of anklet-rings, the scent of tuberose hair oil.
There were creeping plants of legume, balsam-apple, cucurbitaceous, snake gourd, and all these flowers on the home yard.
And there were you, daily watering on those plants, vegetable collecting basket.
There I was happy
when you walked on the field,
when you smiled under the trees,
when you watered on the creeping plants
And there I was fully quenched seeing you surreptitiously
My shyness farewelled you silently, wiping tears
Now, I am happy when I hear your life is joyful there
This heart is nothing
just a flowery bed of love,
just a heaven of love,
just the mighty throne of love
Now, to me, the field, trees, pond, yards, creeping plants are nothing
except for a pure reflection of you
all through these, my happiness comes and goes
peacefully
delightfully
amorouslyerotically
-07.12.2020 Chattogram
golden pineapple
kukui nut, ti-leaf and
tuberose lei blest
hawaiian pitmaster roast
big island celebration
7/24/2020
With sweet incline her ear is on dawn's arrival
even if night reigns by day, she has no rival
only the morning contains her birthing vine
Her ear is on dawn's arrival with sweet incline'
Dolce Amor upon the curve of her pillow rest
is the indent of the dreams that loved her best
only the dawn holds the whispers of her core
The curve of her pillow rest upon Dolce Amor
She is the scented violet of his early fantasies
more deep then the indigo of deep blue seas
a muslin touch of running silk with eyelets
Of his early fantasies she is the scented violets'
Dolce Amor a rose and a bouquet of baby breath
he knows that she will love him even until death
she is pepper on his heart and scented tuberose
A bouquet of baby breath and Dolce Amor his rose
June 25, 2020
Dawn slowly awakened to supplant the moon
Empty, the canopy where stars had been strewn
In repose, Luna slept after wandering velvet skies
and spider webs shimmered in the flight of sunrise
Dew drops evaporated upon the fragrant tuberose
as a playful breeze billowed my sheer nightclothes
Seagulls swooped and scurried along amber shores
A salty crew grappled with the sea on labored oars
Muscles pulled in rhythmic chorus, as if in lyrical rote
as surging waves rocked the hull of their fishing boat
They surpassed each crest and triumphed over swells
The sun's prisms painted the horizon in muted pastels
Inspired by the milieu of ruffled swirls across the sea
sunlight dappled over its surface in sequenced litany
I sipped a second cup as thoughts were being seeded
Poetry spawned inside of me; a birthing to be heeded
For as driftwood hastens down rapids to a new frontier
I needed to ledger my verses, ere they hie to disappear
August 13, 2022
2022 Poetry Marathon Mile 12 Contest
Sponsored by Mark Toney
O darling
Look at me,
from my youthful sense
I make a garden
where I planted many flowers
cause, I knew that-
by this garden
you would go to your school, college, neighbor
and you would come back to your home
I knew
you loved the flowers
such as Frangipani, Sweet Autumn Clematis, Tuberose, Sunrise, Rose, Primrose and many more
all the flowers were there
only for you,
I worked there since
before the sun rising to see you within a wink
till your coming back home
O darling
you knew better my untold loving sense
and after your graduation
I proposed you to marry;
without any thinking
you accepted me
years after years
today we are
on the running boat of our mid-time
O darling
still, all my flowers blooming for you
cause I loved you,
still the love same as before
and I'll be the same as the fragrance of my flowers
o darling
changing though comes
but from you
it does not change my love,
and does not drive me away to another one
-July 03, 2019 Chattogram
Breathe in sweet scents of tuberose
And let fine mist caress your face,
Dive deep into aqua waters—
Become enchanted with this place.
(6/24/2019)
Arbitrium Divisa 2 Poetry Contest
Sponsored by: Gregory R Barden
Stanza taken from original poem "Island Spirit"
(Poem of the Day at Poetry Soup January 17, 2015)
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