I rise when gilded starlight still replete the skies
Never have I beckoned hours of abstruse sleeping
I hear elegiac trills as a lone nightingale cries,
evoking memories that conjure tears of weeping
In halcyon moments before the paling of dawn
I contemplate my sentiments in tranquil solitude
Before the world awakens with an unstifled yawn,
the moon, sun, and I rendezvous; tryst in interlude
When velvet darkness fades to soft aurorean glints,
there, upon the horizon is painted a nuanced murk
Colors of daybreak; a blended mural in pastel tints,
created by a grand Artisan's hand, the Master's work
Categories:
unstifled, love,
Form: Rhyme
Sorry to spoil your fate meant for me
This can't last forever and I will be free
You make it so easy for all that spite
To twist me into someone I do not like
If it makes me evil
Just to be free
Then nothing will stifle the evil in me
And if you ask yourself why I am still sane
This is still better than playing your games
You who once hypnotized, bent me, allured
Cannot act surprised now that I have endured
You bent me and moulded me, made me into
Something real twisted and tailored to you
But even this limited, prodded, in pain
Is still a lot better than under your chains
It would make you so happy to see how I've fell
From grace, from my place, from my own head as well
So label me nutty, throw me to the pack, but gone is your puppet and gone is your snack
You'll suffer forever a life without me
But I won't be stifled and I will be free
Categories:
unstifled, absence, abuse, butterfly,
Form: Free verse
I rise when gilded starlight still replete the skies
Never have I beckoned hours of abstruse sleeping
I hear elegiac trills as a lone nightingale cries,
evoking memories that conjure tears of weeping
In halcyon moments before the paling of dawn
I contemplate my sentiments in tranquil solitude
Before the world awakens with an unstifled yawn,
the moon, sun, and I rendezvous; tryst in interlude
When velvet darkness fades to soft aurorean glints,
there, upon the horizon is painted a nuanced murk
Colors of daybreak; a blended mural in pastel tints,
created by a grand Artisan's hand; the Master's work
Categories:
unstifled, imagery, solitude,
Form: Rhyme
I want
intellectual stimulation
panorama and dilation
conversation with less trivia
mind food as criteria
discuss problems with reality
the fellowship of humanity
withering delusions
peeling paint illusions
unstifled liberality
fantasy and reality
decline of spirituality
semblances of sanity
birth of science and reason
solar accretion
the rocks beneath my feet
calcium in my teeth
brave and the meek
origins of my conceit
quantum and constants
unconscious nonsense
Categories:
unstifled, imagination,
Form: Rhyme
Creamsicle sky melts in July
and drips down on our souls renewed.
From midsummer’s unstifled sigh,
creamsicle sky melts in July.
Our tent keeps secrets, we imply.
A fire sparks a sultry mood.
Creamsicle sky melts in July
and drips down on our souls renewed!
For Andrea's One Lovely Summer Triolet Contest
Visual #7, 5/28/15
Categories:
unstifled, july, romance, sky, summer,
Form: Triolet