Undulation Poems | Examples

Patterns

Patterns, of investigation,
Autumn starlings, murmuration,
Tidal sand wave, undulation,
Tectonic plates, foliation,
Evergreen fronds, forestation,
Rainbows of illumination,
Nature’s endless, fascination,
Science, our imagination.

Wounded Sigh

Under flaming intimate heartbeat
Rhythm of the descent moon's sight
Velvet twilight grayness vision of night.

Still-life far away from the nearest street
Under the limbs of a tall hollow reject abstract
Flickering shadows dance lack 

Weary Wounded Sigh,
Hard soil suppressed deeper.
Tiredness of digging undulation,
Hunted near extinction for an acceptation
Of the dying soul beacon scripture.

3/28/2024

Waves of Love

When the earliest wave of love find its way upon our shore
We feel joy mixed with confusion…having never felt this way before.

We know the joy we’re feeling…having felt it from the start…
but how can we possibly know what’s in another person’s heart?

Still as the waves of love keep flowing…each undulation plays a part
as we begin the gradual process of understanding each other’s heart.

As we feel the tempo of the waves more and more we come to know…
that this love we’re feeling must be nurtured if it ever is to grow.

As love grows we become more comfortable with the movement of each tide
and it is easier to lie back…float along…and enjoy the rhythm of the ride.

Allowing us as each day we grow a little older…to enjoy a little more
those waves of love that, to our delight, keep finding their way upon our shore.

Until the day we ride with confidence…knowing how we each have played a part
In learning from that first wave…how to read each other’s heart.

A Rippling Dance

Undulation flows amid the aqua in silver, whitecap water spray.











2-14-2023
A Ripple To Me Poetry Contest
JCB Brul

Music

Easily with our ears picked
But mostly with our Feet kicked:
A skirting round a dance floor
Back and forth its entrance door.

No sooner by cochlea’s filtered
Than it is by lips uttered
And by the hands gestured,
As swinging them is nurtured:
Corrupted hips in a non-stop undulation,
Fantasizing eyes, a ceaseless dilation
Every second impressing Rotational Speed
Little or no restraint to heed.

A balm for wounded spirit music:
An eraser of a hurting hiss,
A genre faithfully fanning out pleasantries,
Another volunteering unfamiliar quaintness:
The First, A Melody For The Mild
The Second A Package for The Wild
The Former by Degrees boisterous
The Latter ever willing to be mysterious
A served dish of contrasting choices
By an as much contrasting voices 
Quick millions showers an upcoming talent
A supporting shoulder for the voice with a dent
Curiously to some readers, A Great Help
And when they can’t it reach A Yelp!

Beguiling Spirits

Beguiling Spirits

I know of their enchantments
The longings they inspire
Of promised inhibitions
And kindling desire.

Constrained by walls which glimmer 
Opaque or dim or clear
Sweet barely muted whispers
Succumb the naked ear.

A hand upon the vessel
The stopper freed at last
A casual undulation
Poured neat into the glass.

Embracing sips then swallows
Well finished is the fight
Enveloped by the liquor 
Of amber, red, or white.

Untied Thoughts

The thin thread of the horizon
where the sky meets the sea welcomes me
with my dreamer's dreams of peaceful serenity
as I walk the soft undulation of the seashore
to absorb the vastness of its realm
filled with shades and shadows
  whether from above or below
to allow my spirit to wander in search of silent mysteries
and untied thoughts
so I may escape the world of confusion
on the shores of white waves and aqua blue water
drawing strength with each salted breath
from its ebb and flow that offers a tranquil eternity
of quiet solitude and beautiful bliss

that will remain long after I'm gone
and like so many others
discover the dreams of my soul
as it soars to the horizon
where the sky and sea meet

8/19/21
contest Writing Prompt, Ocean or Seas
sponsored by Constance La France

Undulation

Up and down smooth movement
upon the waves above
usually from the
undertow’s pull in this
united universe
unified process with
underwriter, the moon.

4/30/2021

Pleiades U Poetry Contest
Sponsored by: Kim Merryman

Stairs

You've reached the top, so
                                                           there's nowhere left to climb.
                                                      Enjoy the mountain view now
                                                 for there's a shortage of time.
                                            With every step you take,
                                      tread gently and stroll long
                                  for bagpipes are awaiting
                          another moment's song.
                 Come down with graceful ease,
           like an eagle, gliding low.
     When you reach the sower's ground
there are mysteries below.

12-9-2020

Sonnet For Winds of Change

SONNET FOR WINDS OF CHANGE

Cross cirrus sky swift brush strokes paint mares' tails
Tree tops are in restless susurration,
While cumbrous clouds traverse in vapour trails
Mead grass is fanned in wild undulation

Lake face whipped to agitated motion
Plumes roughed, wildfowl voyage with discretion
Gulls in-land tell of wild storms on ocean
All braced to face nature's bare aggression

When young I chose such rugged  medium
Deplored the concept then of perfect peace
Such state suggested endless tedium
Hazard  preferred to slow drawn out release 

While I now sometimes seek respite from strife
I yet love winds that change, give breath to life

The Last Mile - Sq

In my brittle life’s fragile landscape changes are not aberration,
etching a valley incised on contours of topographic undulation,
meanders in time to plains of nebulous future taking shape,
changes are not aberration in my brittle life’s fragile landscape.

Many a surging streams in a spate I’d crossed in a blink,
with petals of dreams held close to the heart lest they’d sink,
chased the butterflies in the scented air to the yonder strait,
I’d crossed in a blink many a surging streams in a spate.

From the soul’s depth of bliss I collected a treasure
of rare gems sparkling in divine ecstasy to the full measure,
pearls of dew adorned my meadow, their hue I didn’t miss,
I collected a treasure from the soul’s depth of bliss.

While I walk the last mile I won’t count the steps any more,
at the end of time when I’ll reach life’s eternal sea shore,
before setting sail I’ll look back at the footprints for a while,
I won’t count the steps any more while I walk the last mile.

June 9, 2020
Contest : Swap The Verse
Sponsor : Joseph May

Mint Duet

Mint Duet

Tongues swathed in mint
  Trestlework of undulation
    Swoosh of utter breezes
      The cool tingling sensation


Today’s Date: 12/18/2019
Arbitrium Divisa 5 Poetry Contest
Sponsor: Gregory R. Barden
Original Poem: Sensational Lovemaking

Sensational Lovemaking

SENSATIONAL LOVEMAKING

Rush of adrenalin,
lifting his shirted-scent
to my nose -
soaked in apropos,
making love
to my endorphins.

The stir and footfall
from downstairs - his lair,
even when he’s not there,
for I can hear his heart beat
miles and miles and miles away.

Tongues swathed in mint,
trestlework of undulation,
swoosh of utter breezes.

The cool tingling sensation,
fingertips that ripple round,
the sucking sound, the
honey’d stick of becoming
one flesh, seersuckers
gently upon my nape,
always intact, traveling 
miles and miles
downtown, rippling
rapture,
torturous-pleasure.

12/13/2019
Smell sound taste touch repeat sense. Poetry Contest
Sponsored by Sheri Harper

Dancing With the Shadow Boxer

Dancing with the shadow boxer
antithesis 
of sunshine and gray
tears and tidings
joy moments so rare 
they are of priceless value
surged into being with the ringing of a bell or the sounding
of a word
a saga of gladness then sadness,
the noiseless laugh, never to be heard.

Tomorrows and yesteryears are one
in the evenings of the shadow boxer
like a day of inconsistent sun and drizzle,
steam rising from tarred streets
trains leaving images on cement walls as they pass
the moist seasoning of a blessing dried up fast
leaving thirsty ground
on which to watch the images of a mixed dream
fade in and out of light that doesn’t last.

Turning and twisting in the dance
life moves in agile undulation between
sunshine and showers
sunshine and shadows
sunshine and shame
until we conquer fate’s unfriendly current
to an impartial shore
ever grateful for a restful land
where love is undiminished 
forever.

7/23/19

'STRAND SELECT L
Brian Strand, Sponsor

Polka Dots In Astral Space

The surging sea shakes upward high
foam-crested liquid undulation trains,
glide along the tide-tossed wave trail,
breaking in sleek beads of fluid pearl.

On the golden beach you’re a rare flier, 
the silken scarf flung on the swirling surf 
flutters on the motif wings of butterfly,
as pearly pellets imprint on it polka dots.

Scavenging mariner winds in rash rush, 
bring from horizon the dusk sky to you,
blow away your apparel’s cute silver dots
to the astral space to seed nascent stars.

On my dream draped awed eyes of wonder
pretty polka dots draw the defining design. 
I see you there configured in mystic light,
a surreal angel sparkling in stardust shade.

January 13, 2019
Contest : Polka Dots
Sponsored by : Edward Ibeh

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