by Lin Lane |
Categories:
longing,
What beauty reflected in love's fair eyes,
a passion treasured beyond all measure.
As ardor stirred flames, I failed to disguise
the need in my loins ere want of pleasure.
As sweet the music I discern profound,
tis more honeyed your lips when touching mine.
Oh! My pained heart shall beckon love resound,
my moonstruck maiden, unearthly divine.
Mute, I cannot be, so near your soft breasts.
This besotted man has but scant more breath.
Grant me your pure love, not in mere request,
but with an angelic kiss 'fore my death.
I beg thee allow the stars remain bright.
Give yourself to me ere the end of night.
~ ~ ~ ~ ~
January 9th 2016
by John Gondolf |
Categories:
longing, love, romantic,
Up above the moon shines brightly;
starlight touches earth so lightly;
passions teasing impolitely.
Midnight whispers, “Carpe noctem.”
Blowing soft the summer breezes
through her hair as nighttime pleases,
and the moonlight softly teases.
Voices urging, “Carpe noctem.”
Standing close our bodies facing;
hand in hand our fingers lacing;
gentle touches, hearts are racing.
Longings begging, “Carpe noctem.”
Wonder where her thoughts are leading;
do my eyes reveal my pleading?
Will she, with her voice conceding,
whisper softly, “Carpe noctem?”
January 10, 2022
Carpe Noctem - Latin for "seize the night"
Poem of the Week - January 16, 2022
by John Gondolf |
Categories:
lonely, lost love,
I sit alone as evening claims the day,
with common crow my only confidant.
I watch the sun sink slowly in the bay
while musing life and love so nonchalant.
As night descends upon my humble soul,
my furtive feelings ponder kinship lost.
I’m missing precious love that makes me whole;
my dearest darling gone at such a cost.
And woe I say, why did she go away,
and leave my heavy heart in agony;
behind, my shallow spirit here to stay;
she cast our love away so damnably.
Alas, I rue thee, my ascetic life,
and long to lance my heart with wretched knife.
January 17, 2018
Poem of the Day - January 18, 2018
by John Gondolf |
Categories:
love, poetry,
The notes of love in verse;
a melody of life
penned softly a la carte
which render thoughts of bliss
that whisper heart-to-heart.
The notes of love in verse;
a symphony of hope
shared ‘tween two hearts in love
just trying to connect
beneath the stars above.
The notes of love in verse;
a rhapsody of words
sighed with a tender flow
when whispered in the dark
sets lovers’ hearts aglow.
The notes of love in verse;
the poetry of thoughts
sung softly in the night,
with stardust raining down,
ignites love’s midnight flight.
January 5, 2024
Poem of the Day - January 6, 2024
by Claudia Polydoro |
Categories:
word play,
YOUR BETTER END
To be
To stare
To contemplate
To risk
To dare
Once and again
To trust
To leap
A Jump of faith
To fall
To land
No one can say
To forgive
To forget
Or try again
To breathe
To love
Feel whole and place
The fears
The doubts
To rest and then
To grow
To become
Your better end
***
January 20, 2017
by Winged Warrior |
Categories:
heaven, inspirational, love,
Let me take away pains of forever-with heavens eternal love
monoku-17 Syllables
Jan.25.2019
Heavenly Monoku
Sponsored by: Kim Rodrigues
...thank you so much to those who have made this monoku, POTD...and thank you kindly to all that have left their lovely comments...as of late, I have been ill with a flu-like virus...and usually in January, I take a little break to rest and refuel the muse...may Heaven's light shine through everyone...God bless...
N/A for contest
by Demetrios Trifiatis |
Categories:
love, peace, violence,
Among,
The towering mountains
Of
menacing fanaticism
And
In the midst of the shadows
Of
Constant fear
Agonizing humanity,
Desperately,
Is crawling in search of
The
Trail of understanding,
Praying:
That it would lead her
Onto
The valley of God-loving peace
Where
The people of the world,
Respecting the beliefs of others,
In harmony, would live,
Glorifying God’s wisdom that has saved them
From falling
Into
The ravines of voracious hate
Where Man's annihilation
Impatiently awaits!
© Demetrios Trifiatis
10 JANUARY 2015
by John Gondolf |
Categories:
goodbye, lost love,
Last Love Letter
Adrift upon a sea of dreams
like paper boats on downhill streams;
my swirling heart is like debris
forever drifting endlessly
while weathered by your wily schemes.
And so I write as my soul screams
this last love letter so it seems
as hearts approaching apogee
adrift upon a sea.
I’m hiding from the moon’s soft beams;
a pool of sorrow sadly steams
with fantasies you stole from me
when you walked out and set me free
and left my heart in dire extremes
adrift upon a sea.
January 8, 2021
Poem of the Day - January 9, 2021
by Dr. Upma A. Sharma |
Categories:
first love, music,
Let the music play on
My heart beats
and passion springs,
As my fingers vibrate
the subtle violin strings,
Soft notes float
in the air to enchant,
Cheeks bear a red glow
as palpitations enhance,
Anticipating a meet
with sweetheart there on,
Rhythmic waves I create,
Let the music play on !!
Written January 1st, 2014
For contest "Let the music play on" by Mystic Rose
Got N/A in contest, was sure of getting amongst top ten,
Now for contest " Screwed II " by rob carmack
Awarded 4th place
by John Gondolf |
Categories:
i miss you, lost love,
I wonder why on winter night so cold
as darkness looms and daylight takes her bow
that I am feeling loneliness take hold.
I wonder what it is she’s doing now;
perhaps she’s letting poetry console
emotions that her life does not allow.
I wonder why I feel I’ve lost control
and wishing that forever I could flee
these torrid storms that start to fill my soul.
I wonder if she ever thinks of me
and wishes we could make a brand new start;
or if, from love, she’s happy to be free.
My storms are raging since we’ve been apart;
I wonder if it’s raining in her heart.
January 12, 2020
by Kash Poet |
Categories:
love
One more peg
to quench my thirst,
thirst of a desert
nearer to sea
so close to it
yet so far.
One more peg
to forget the pain,
pain of my heart
which I once
offered to you
but you refused.
One more peg
to end this poem,
a poem of love,
love that is lost,
lost in time
never to come.
Just one m o r e pe.......
=====================
placement:10 th, (July 2011)
Contest:Anything Goes
Sponsor:Irma Linda Trevino
By:kashinath karmakar(18th January,2011)
by Vijay Pandit |
Categories:
imagery, nature,
It was the dream of night to write her message in verses of romance on nature’s ballad
So, the rising morn painted passions of heart on marigold arc in vermilion and purple
For that’s what Venus said love was, when moon relayed night’s song to amative dawn
January 8, 2020
Threesome poetry contest by Silent One
by John Gondolf |
Categories:
death, loss, lost love,
Muted Echoes
The echoes of piano notes
play softly in my mournful mind
as melody so gently floats
like ghosts of songs she left behind.
My memories are brought to bear,
the echoes of piano notes
forever floating in the air,
as lumps well up in saddened throats.
This winter day we don our coats
to lay her body down to rest;
the echoes of piano notes
show sadness in our hearts expressed.
The instrument sits dormant now;
its presence quietly emotes
her playing, as our thoughts allow
the echoes of piano notes.
January 28, 2020
by P.S. Awtry |
Categories:
celebration, inspiration, love,
she hums a tune so joyful
that all the songbirds hush
her countenance so lovely
that all the flowers blush
her gown such shimmering glory
it makes the stars grow dim
and all her lambent radiance
she wears because of him
January 2, 2019
by Daver Austin |
Categories:
inspirational
POSTEMBER
December
Glorious month
Good will
Hearth-side colors aromas
Sound of Jingle Bells carols
All the senses taking one back -
back when imagination was fertile rooted in
In magic and love
We – even the godless – cherish the entire month
But what when December fades?
I say there should be another month
Oh not rooted in time –
A contemplative month – outside the let-down that is
January 2nd
Postember
When one goes out the window taps the eternal
love and joy listening to that inner voice
proclaiming –
“Nothing is over
Here is eternal Christmas in the true sense
Linger”
by Sandra Adams |
Categories:
fate, love, time,
a broken heart awaits its somber fate
the hands of time have made it beat too weak
to find the pulse of love it used to seek
it fades within a burdened soul abate
then hides the key that frees the chains of weight
within a soul where darkness seems to peak
it cannot beat in harmony nor speak
without the stroke of time to guide its gait
a gallant soul i give this gift to you
break free these chains that weigh this heart of mine
awake from dreams a restless soul to see
a heart that beats an endless pulse anew
and sees again how fate and love entwine
when souls in love through time find ways to be
January 1 2020
Open me first poetry contest
Sponsored by Craig Cornish
by John Gondolf |
Categories:
loneliness, lost love, love, wind,
The wayward wind forever so aloof
across the prairie blowing wild and free;
just like a herd of horses on the hoof,
and running loose with nature’s grand esprit.
A restless spirit is this wayward child
who’s never satisfied in just one place;
she longs to solve the secrets of the wild,
and ne’er her ventured steps will she retrace.
A wayward heart is like the wayward wind,
forever restless, always on the move,
and always searching, seeking, ne’er chagrined;
she’ll leave you lonely and her love disprove.
Beware, before you carelessly depart,
don't wrap your love around a wayward heart.
January 8, 2020
by Line Gauthier |
Categories:
lonely, longing, lost love, words, writing,
so many lines i’ve written
in the middle of the night
only to toss them
inadequate
simply not measuring up
to the depths of my feelings
their dull reflections lost
in the yearning of my love for you
seeking those perfect words
worthy of wings taking flight
to find their way across the sky
where you now sleep
AP: Honorable Mention 2021
Submitted on January 9, 2021 for contest CRUMPLED THOUGHTS sponsored by JOHN LAWLESS - RANKED 7TH
by Demetrios Trifiatis |
Categories:
courage, humanity, love,
No, my loving friend,
Enemies we were never born but we were made
By all those evil men who had the most to gain
Thus I implore you ready to be each other to embrace
Forgetting to which religion we belong and to what race!
© Demetrios Trifiatis
12 January 2022
by Line Gauthier |
Categories:
dream, giving, hope, tribute, uplifting,
if I had only
one message to leave
it would be
to love yourself enough
and in such a way
to make the most
of your many talents
to pursue
your every dream
if I had only
one gift to leave you
it would be a magical cloak
to protect your heart and soul
from all disparaging negativity
so you would never veer from
living all your dreams
Published in my photo/poetry book ~IF ONLY~ 2019
AP: 1st place 2021, Honorable Mention 2022
Submitted on January 13, 2020 for contest STRAND SELECT 11 sponsored by BRIAN STRAND
Originally posted on December 2, 2018
by Line Gauthier |
Categories:
death, emotions, grief, heartbroken, longing, lost love, sad,
aftermath...
going through the motions
in the silence raw emotions
AP: Honorable Mention 2021
Submitted on February 4, 2021 for contest ALL YOURS (FEB 5) sponsored by BRIAN STRAND
Originally posted on January 30, 2021
by Sara Kendrick |
Categories:
inspiration, inspirational, spiritual,
W ishful thinking that He would greet warmheartedly
O verjoyed when strong arms of love wrapped around
N umbed by surprise but lifted by love assuredly
D elighted that He could love even me when sins astound
E mbraced by a warm bright light out of this world
R endezvous with a Higher Power greater than I'd found
F illing full where the Soul was depleted and gnarled
U nburdened, uplifted, united and totally sound
L oved, loveable, absolutely healed emotionally, and grounded
Inspired by John Hamilton's Wonderful-Acrostic poem contest..
Written: January 11, 2016
by Dorian Petersen Potter |
Categories:
beautiful, love, mountains, sea,
~Beautiful Sunrise~
( Whitney Duet )
Sunrise shines
Appears again
Spreads around
Cover mountains
Sea, above
Clouds softly pass
A band of seagulls fly high.
The air's cool
And the sun's warm
Delightful
Wonderful spring
Warms my heart
Songbirds sings
His love shines upon my face.
Dorian Petersen Potter
aka ladydp2000
copyright@2012
January.11.2017
~Author's Notes:
The "Whitney" is a syllabic poetry form or style, that was created by Betty Ann Whitney.The "Whitney" is also known as an American Asian Poem.
by Elaine George |
Categories:
lost love,
As raindrops grace my windowpane,
My thoughts return to you again;
Beneath those cliffs of 'Evermore',
That morn along that rocky shore.
My mind ablaze, in that old flame,
As raindrops grace my windowpane;
Beneath those veils of silver mist,
Drenched in the bliss, of that first kiss.
Lost lover to that ocean's roar,
Cannon, the one that I adore;
As raindrops grace my windowpane,
I am consumed by you again.
A soul on fire, now set adrift,
I sail beneath those purple cliffs;
Upon a sea of joy and pain,
As raindrops grace my windowpane.
Written: January 29th, 2016
by Berteena Harmony Of The Soul |
Categories:
bereavement, cancer, grief, loss, lost love, native american, tribute,
I
knew a Tiger
who swam with dolphins
along the razor’s edge
and
meditated with a yellow bird
under his honey’s tree
in a west coast garden.
A
rare breed
from an indigenous
creed.
His
poetic wisdom
written with
zen.
He
sung his songs
in syllables:
5-7-5 and 5-7-5-7-7.
His
beloved’s last kiss
left him fragrant roses
when she crossed over.
Where
did our
Windwalker
go?
Lava
beads, sky lanterns,
and a beautiful
rainbow.
Is
he crying with Coyotes
to the moon or on
heaven’s Windswept Shore?
I
knew a Tiger
who walked
with the wind.
by Berteena
Harmony of the Soul
PoetrySoup Poem of the Day - January 29, 2019