A lunar luster spills a silvershine
cascade of nebulating moonshine lilt
onto a night-time field, drawing a quilt
of pale radiance over the still vine.
A myriad of glowing serpentine
twines sleep.—but, slithering round its stout stilt,
a wakeless plant is working out its tilt.—
It’s fruit will not be ripe enough for wine.
So see I, amidst the flourishing grape,
the withering blossoms of one string;
And gazing on this midnight unlandscape,
—too, upon this weakling growth, this failing
sproutling,—I sense the shiver whispering
through the light leaves,—all but those yet ailing.—
Categories:
wakeless, care, death, environment, garden,
Form: Italian Sonnet
Once sanctuary.
The uninviting undertones bellow in mourning.
A soured fate.
They say the deads sleep is endless, as my toll chimes, wakeless.
Still unsighted eyes.
With sickly bloodshot yolk, cresting as if to rise reborn.
Tarnishing sleek silvered rumination, in anniversary of the best forgotten.
Another empty plot fills a space better kept for the rigid, the disciplined.
Hands worn of time for nothing other than keeping bones wrapped.
In unbound duty, spreading dirt, not to cover but expose.
Treadless stepping over and over the ghosts trampled in greater haste.
Who's borrowed words are sung as tribute, in service striking back in self reverence.
Now hollowed breath exhumed.
To treat a lasting patron, the unintroduced, bares the yet collected as for tolled is all.
Reserving another debt to be owed in exchange.
They march with purpose they march for purpose, not in step.
Peace will never reclaim them, for they know not peace.
Sleep remains a wistful dream.
Not to be conquered.
Categories:
wakeless, death,
Form: Free verse
Whispering warm hope and faith within
Whimsical wisps of affectionate wishes
Wakening waltzes that dance wildly
Wanderlust winds breathe gentle warnings
Wakeless weathers ragged edges with
Widening worlds where we never worry
Weathering woes that seek to warrant
Wallowing, wooing watery tears wailing
Wasting wayward ideas that will worship
Wherever wonders caress the soul with
Walks whistling out echoes of watercolor
Wrapped with God’s arms open, welcoming
Luke 15:20 KJV: And he arose, and came to his father. But when he was yet a great way off, his father saw him, and had compassion, and ran, and fell on his neck, and kissed him.
ALLITERATION REGARDING RELATIONSHIP WITH GOD Poetry Contest
Sponsored by: Beata Agustin
August 27, 2020
Categories:
wakeless, blessing, faith, god, heaven,
Form: Alliteration
A wall of words unsaid, being built in the depths of my head.
Leaving me mentally and emotionally dead. The ocean
Of this world flows and crashes with every turn in my bed.
Sleepless night and wakeless days, keeping my living at bay.
Arms of sorrow embrassing me tightly, trying to escape,
But being trapped nightly.
They are the only arms that hold me close... Even as a kid.
Ill never know what I did,
to have had the emotional tie from Reality cut.
I bleed sorrow through my smile, ive gotten good at faking
Because its been awhile.
A wall of words unsaid, continues to spread, like a disease
In the depths of my head.
Categories:
wakeless, anxiety, crazy, dad, how
Form: Free verse
Butterflies dance, locked in a trance
Violins singing a lovers romance
Daffodils swaying in a breathless breeze
Dreams floating along in a wakeless sea
Smiles, long walks, endless nights
Holding hands, soft kisses reaching new heights
Two old souls connecting again and again
Thinking of a better time when
our nights were one
our days never done
when we would soar with the stars
we were free, not locked behind bars
Your heart was all mine
Your love could not be defined
Once hit by Cupid's dart
Like two doves our love won't depart
The violins will sing another tune
drift high like a helium balloon
above the clouds so pure and white
circle round under lunar lights
We'll dance as one at heavens gate
A love like ours, two reunited soulmates
Categories:
wakeless, love, soulmate, daffodils,
Form: Rhyme
sleepless nights
wakeless mornings
thoughtless trance
Although my body moves along
my mind remains fixated
on the epitome of pulchritude
Perpetual dominance of my thoughts;
The longer we are apart,
The more my mind slowly rots
You’ve captivated more than just my heart
You took my mind and my soul
Without you, I will never be whole
I know I should progress
but my mind only lets me regress
back into this helpless state
unable to think of anything else
Categories:
wakeless, lost love, love, romance,
Form: I do not know?
Through dense cocoons of swirling sleep
and drapes of silent night,
long winding dark brings shivers deep
neath skies bereft of light.
A haunting breeze begins to moan
as age-gnarled branches creak and groan,
a haunting breeze,
a haunting breeze,
exhales a breath as cold as stone.
Black feathers shroud a moonless sleep,
malignant auras swell,
dank undergrowth begins to creep
where dying leaves once fell.
A glint of eye from shadows bleak,
a hooded form, a corvine beak,
a glint of eye,
a glint of eye,
to prey upon the frail and weak.
Then plummet into wakeless sleep
amid satanic fire,
where life and hope will slowly seep
to hell’s eternal mire.
As midnight chimes and dreams turn sour,
observes the raven from his tower,
as midnight chimes,
as midnight chimes,
all souls await the witching hour.
Categories:
wakeless, angst, death, imagination
Form: Rhyme
long to run free in the sunlit meadow
long to be free of the bounds of shadow
seemingly drifting,in a wakeless world
constant spinning,in a twisting whirl
long do i to see the golden hues
the brilliant sparkles like the morning dew
long do i wish to feel the warmth of a breeze
like a swish of a wing to put myself at ease
long do i travel in this endless journey
the inward pathways,of formless searching
moments of rest,are at best,momentary
collecting thoughts,which i bought,in solitary
a prisoner,yet cage less,chain less,relentless,
are the keepers of keys of shadow,torment
yet,enduring the pain,so to gain,my passport
to the sunlit meadow of my mind.
Categories:
wakeless, introspection, life, mystery,
Form: I do not know?
Summer twilight lent to wither
Our pastel sky now streaked with bitter
Submerging a quiet sadness, a heavenly pain
Never removing this wakeless restrain
Colassal skies trickle red
Unveil 'September endings' until the day we wed
We carve our names and cement our love
Praise our granted patience sent from above
...But roses bleed in essence
...& the stars glow less, failing in vengence
...Shadows reign my thoughts, purely sad and discontent
...Time dresses in distractions and we yearn for where it went
(Going Back)-
Together under a formation of stars
In the light from above and any passing cars
A dozen wishes for a range of things
Carried so far by generous wings
Alone with you two blushing hearts
Time craves the traffic slicing air like darts
Our hourglass so secretlyhollow,
A soldier's farewell is desperation hard to swollow
...Rain drips less gently from those heavy clouds
...Autumn winds scream and tears decease below shrouds
...A silver glint sparks promises hovering
...Deminished is the point of living:
To BE CONTINUED...
Felicia S. Hughes
Categories:
wakeless, hope, loss, love, sad,
Form: Free verse
Which way you gonna turn, little girl?
Which way you gonna go?
Balanced on the precipice
the demon far below
Don’t tempt the savage beast, little one,
tread lightly as you pass
It’s capable of Godless doom
you’d never stand a chance
If you weren’t mine, I’d blind you
I’d take away your sight
let the darkness have its way with you
you’d be better off despite
IT stalks your nights and wakeless days
bumps you closer to the edge
come fall with me IT softly breathes
I’ll catch you from your ledge
IT shows you things you’ve never dreamed
as IT scratches neath your skin
there’s not a way you dare resist
the monster now within
There was a choice and so IT chose
you to be the one
a mere morsel for ITS bedtime snack
how easily IT won
You were so damned young
Categories:
wakeless, daughter,
Form: Rhyme