Turtledoves Poems | Examples

Raptured In Heaven

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Raptured in Heaven

The unearth enraptured in Heaven's flock,
Those who have mourned, the meek, and merciful,
Answers to who holds the key to unlock,
Plus, hungry and thirsty righteous dreamful.

Newness befalls refreshed innocent breathes,
The unearth enraptured in Heaven's flock,
True turtledoves hail friendly laurel wreathes,
Harmonious life will be a cakewalk.

It is Grace who's at your door, comes a knock,
Your soul chronicled in the Book of Life,
The unearth enraptured in Heaven's flock,
Preparations made for your afterlife.

Prayers gifts comfort, freed from the abyss,
Your salvation resources round-the-clock,
He kept His promise--everlasting bliss,
The unearth enraptured in Heaven's flock.

2023 February 02
*10th Place*
YOUR OPTION
~Brian Strand: Judged 2023 February 06

Song For My Lover

      
         Far away you are, in my heart not so!
         Your love tendrils, in my soul still glowing,
         I see us dancing, my auburn hair flowing. 
         San Francisco nights, foggy with love. 
         Let's snuggle like cooing, soft turtledoves!
         On Valentine's Day,near waves of the sea.
         On the moonlit soft, silky sands, just you, just me.

  
                              
                          2/14/2021
                            ~ 2 ~

Bay Area Nigh December

Bay Area Nigh December

A tryst on a San Francisco trolley
that exhibits penchant amidst a glance,
for 'tis wintry time launch all, too jolly
save two turtledoves, culled cooed romance
left in steep devotion, neglects folly.

Atone solemn occasions ere chapel
doors left open, soul worshippers pass stained
glass multicolored figurines, dapple
its windows amidst Christmasy lights, trained
eyes in wonder, gulp an adam's apple.

Snowflakes patterned distinctly, blankets bare
grounds painstakingly, changing verdant green
to an achromatic dressed whitewash wear,
rotating perspective picturesque scene
consistent seasons shift that we now fare.

The Golden Gate bridge, waning its glit of
citrus rising, squirting into blind eyes
forced to shades, now visibly shone 'twas love
delicate trace of your countenance guise
as it chalks a blackboard wrote from above.

2020 November 14
*8th Place*
Quintain-Sicilian
~~Emile Pinet

A Song For Humanity

Avoid at all costs, negative news~

Unless you love, singing the blues?

This IS the time to awaken,to know,

By your God, you are not forsaken!

This world is far from ending.

This is your time to shine!

To love humanity is no crime.

Leave all your fears at God's feet.

He knows you and each heartbeat!

So, step up to the plate, trust and love.

Be, as a lovely as the turtledoves!


     March 26, 2020
        8:15 am PST

We Are In Love

'O, reason not the need! Our basest beggars
Are in the the poorest thing superfluous.
Allow not nature more than Nature needs,
Man's life is cheap as beast's!'
                                  ~ King Lear, Act 2, Scene 4


The truth is simple
We are in love
What need we
   creamsicle sunrises
   or pink turtledoves

Our hearts beat as one
As each day is run
Wherefore wish for
   magenta sunsets
   or gossamer nets

Love's in our thoughts
   ~ Our needs are naught

The Bowman's Shaft

The Bowman's Shaft

Solo archer gathers mist of amour clouds, dipping venturous arrow tips in a veiled concocted potion, drowning its mettle in a whimsical bliss of a dreamt liquefied mirage that defines the elixir,

Cupids errant arrow is liberated openly o'er the arc of a rainbow, exuberantly hunting its e'er sought Terra, whereto, it scarcely flutters passed feathered twain turtledoves,

Trifle off-track as projected, titillating a canine whose tail waggles unceasingly as its tongue laps remarkable welcoming faces,

Then piercingly redefines a right-angle course, that mids passionately, a well-managed bramble with shoots flowering in vivid red velvets,

Calculably sailing o'er gray-haired couple, whose one hand hugging canes and their free hands locking each other,

Promised target a fused-kissed envelope proffering treasured eloquence of, Missing You, in numerous expressions, introducing assorted confidences perceived by yearning intrepid bluish eyes whose heart grows e'er fonder.

2019 November 04

*2nd Place*

Metaphor of Love
~~Bobby May

Poets Playground

        Poets' Playground


We can hide from life with umbrellas 
of daisies.
Walk in forests pretending we are 
cute as squirrels.
But, alas we live in a real world.
You know~ the one we fly above?
Where life is all about turtledoves?
And yes,alas eternal love.

Reality smacks us in the face!
We hide from it, as if it were a
disgrace.
Fearful to pen the truth about life.
We,like pre-school children, with 
shinned knees, and running noses
fying kites and kissing our muses?

We don't cry when our dolls do 
break.
We do wail when loved ones turn 
our carriages shake,
Best way to get attention here, is
for you to feign illness.

Aha, that magic trick children love to 
play!
Then come back well..,beware the
poet turned health-snake.

              10/29//2019

Long Stemmed Roses

Lavish luscious liaison
Orchestrated obsession
Nocturnal nebulae
Gifted graceful gallantry

Secluded sanctuary
Tiffany telltale turtledoves
Effervescent ecstacy
Metaphysical mascarade
Magically manipulated mandolin
Erotic entanglement 
Delectable daredevil demigods

Rhythmic romance rhapsody
Openhearted opulence
Secret sensuous seduction  
Exquisite exotic elixir
Sumptuous scent of long stemmed roses



AP: 1st place 2021

Submitted on June 24, 2019 for contest YOUR PERSONAL PERFECT POEM PICK sponsored by BRIAN STRAND  -  HONORABLE MENTION

Originally posted on March 15, 2019

In the Rose Garden

The intoxicating scent of roses 
Each single one caressed and moonlit kissed 
Gazing up at mirroring star poses
Silently waiting for the morning mist

Perched under honey sweetness of moonlight
As its warm caress cloaks the pair farewell
Turtledoves cuddle and nuzzle all night
Enamored under a crystal moon’s spell

Grateful for this evening's blessed twilight
Reverent I walk through God's creation
Peace and paradise on this wondrous night
Knowing this may be my last ovation

Sweet rose petal caressed nigh my demise 
I'm ready, Lord, I've said all my goodbyes



AP: 3rd place 2021, Honorable Mention 2021

Submitted on May 17, 2020 for contest BRIAN'S CHOICE H sponsored by BRIAN STRAND  -  RANKED 3RD

and August 1, 2018 for contest NOT JUST ANY OLD ROSE sponsored by MARK MASSEY

Sexy Sweet Love

This one's all about sexy sweet love
You know the kind, like two turtledoves
Billing and cooing
Slurping and drooling
Should charge admission, try not to shove

A Walk In Winter

Twin, silver cathedral bells, sway and chime.
As every note peals out, clear and sublime.

No winds blow through the sky, this silent night.
The peaceful heavens, filled with a celestial light.

Arm in arm, down the icy lane we do walk.
Heart to heart, our souls they seem to talk.

A pair of happy cardinals, one red, one gold.
Go bobbing through the snow, so white, so cold.

Along the hillside, stands rows of frosted pine.
The fields, blanketed in diamonds, a vision divine.

Couples, young and old, seated in horse-drawn sleighs.
Making new memories, and reminiscing their by-gone days.

Nestled so close together, like two turtledoves.
All bundled up, with warm scarves and gloves.

Amongst white winter lands, we two do wander.
While our light hearts, are growing ever fonder.




Written for Isaiah Zerbst's contest - "Let It Snow-12 Paintings of Winter"
This poem was inspired by the painting-"Christmas Day" by John Ritchie

Once Upon a Mobile Charger

Once upon a time of mobile 
chargers,
Lives a small frighten 
kittyhawk,
Sacred and lost in the jungle 
of Xs!
Trapped for months and 
hours,

One day she broke her chain,
And flew days until she reach 
a place,
A tree beside a brook called 
'POETRY', 
And met many new friends,

Caught a glance of a Nuhawk 
by another branch,
They soon got along well and 
broke into song,
Romantic duet so strong,
Hundreds gathered to listen 
and dance.

By late that evening a few 
remain,
An Ancient Ox,two 
turtledoves,a GhostOwl,and a 
ladybug,
When it was finished she 
rested her head on his crest.
Which brought the crowd into 
rapture!

A happy ending is what we 
are after,
Love is not blind for these 
fellows,
More to come from the leaves 
of Poet's Corner,
Would you stay and hear 
some more...?

Until another present us a 
bard to tell,
Of lonely hearts finding love 
again,
I leave you with the story of 
Kittyhawk and her lover....
Adios Amigoes and 
Senoritas !!

Purplish Fire

You lover
from the night
crept into
my room
and all of a sudden
there was the sound
of a passionate kiss
paradise shuttered with love.

And at that moment
the moon lifted up his brow
shining down upon you
revealing your soft form
a blazing sculptural art.

You my love
with thighs of zebra
coils of serpents
breasts of turtledoves
tender round hips.

Kiss me again
with purplish fire
of glowing lips
while our two wild manes
mingle their torrents...

Turtledoves

Fondling one anothers breast..
Kissing softly afore, the fireplace
Silken sweet; her peaches in cream.

12 Days of Christmas Craves

     "12 Days of Christmas Craves"



On the twelfth day of Christmas
My true love sent to me
12 twinkling tiaras

Eleven emerald elephants

Ten Tiffany trinkets

Nine naughty negligees

Eight echoing elves

Seven sequined stars

Six sexy singers

Five fake fingernails s s s

Four furry foxes

Three tingling tamborines

Two turtledoves

And peach tree in pail via e-mails s s s.

*For P.D.'S 12 Days of Christmas.
*Written by: Linda-Marie "Sweetheart".

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