by Besma Riabi Dziri |
Categories:
africa, art, blessing, feelings, how i feel, humanity, patriotic,
To my terra of roots
my allegiance I vow
I wallow in your fruits
and to your flag I bow.
Dream not till wake of dawn
beaming sun light I wait
burst of glee of no bourn
the feels of the soul, sate.
Awe chills into my spine
as your Hymn in pride sung
for Home in peace I pine
and love never be swung.
How could my pen, you turn
in a fine rhyming word
as my quill longs to learn
inking with grace and verve.
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 James Marshall Goff |
Categories:
death of a friend,
Her ink has dried, her stories spun
On distant shores, her songs are sung
Atlantis must be beautiful in fall Carolyn,
Love always, jim
September, 2021
by John Watt |
Categories:
bird, lonely, lost love,
Wren, wren, hungry wren,
what do you see today?
A lonely man with scraps of bread
he could have thrown away.
Wren, wren, little wren,
what do you see in me?
A smiling man who seeks out birds
for his society?
Wren, wren, with baby wren,
how do you treat your young?
You feed them well, as I once did
and teach them songs you've sung.
Wren, wren, there with your mate,
you ask me where's my love?
"She soars on higher breezes now,
the kind we both dream of".
Wren, wren, little wren,
what do you see in me?
A smiling man who seeks out birds
for his society?
written 24 Mar 2023
by Sohini Mukherjee |
Categories:
death, deep, mystery, , sweet love,
Hell's perpetual fires
Burning up my frenzied desires
I'm gurgling up a rebellion
Can you feel it frothing?
You sure have claws
That scratched my skin raw
The blood is everywhere
Do you see it spilling?
I barely recognised your voice
Cold and harsh like beaten up ice
My ephemeral lovesong was meant to be sung
Can you hear it dying?
Just one more knot
Tied up your body to the cot
I'm pouring the fuel around
Don't you smell it burning?
Goodbye my sweet love
Endure what you deserve
I've been waiting to burn you to ashes
Did you see this coming?
by Connie Marcum Wong |
Categories:
christmas,
Soft
songs in
tunes
know of
Christ child's love
in praise
that
pure dear
notes were sung,
as Kings bend low
with gifts of
gold and
oils
to bless
God's sweet son.
Christmas,
we
share His
love.
Dec. 21, 2015
by Line Gauthier |
Categories:
devotion, inspirational love, prayer, religious, river, spiritual, spring, water,
sung buddhist prayers
released afloat spring rivers
a skyward mist
AP: Honorable Mention 2020
Submitted on March 5, 2018 for contest HAIKU, THEME: WATER sponsored by MICK TALBOT
by John Watt |
Categories:
love, nature,
A forest - sunlight squeezing through the arms
uplifted by its countless ancient trees.
So fortress-like; her inner royal charms
even the time-worn traveler seldom sees.
What culture lies within? What foreign tongue
is chattered nervously by bird and beast?
What joyful hymns of revelry are sung
which, by my drawing near, in fear are ceased?
My love, those hidden parts I find unique
are those which I would most desire to know.
Dark corners which I least wish you to seek -
the very ones you need the light to show.
Though brighter are the colors from outside,
let's pledge to let no hues within us hide.
by Mike Hauser |
Categories:
life, love, nature,
The only news these days I need
Is sung by birds in high top trees
In the middle of the forest deep
That's the only news I need
Tells me all I need to know
Natures plans in rays of hope
All the news that's fit to run
Singing of seasons to come
The outside world can have its faults
No need for me to know them all
Only the good news that nature brings
That's the only news I need
by Cherie Durbin |
Categories:
children
"There's a Sport for Everyone" is a children's song, sung to the tune of "The Farmer
in the Dell".
There's a sport for everyone,
There's a sport for everyone-
Baseball, soccer, basketball;
Sports are so much fun!
Bonus activity: Ask each child which sports they participate in or would like to try.
Explain that there is a sport for everyone, no matter your physical capabilities. Some
sports like English horseback riding may require more mental skills than physical. Tell
children, "If you try a variety of sports, you're sure to find one you love!"
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
by Bl Devnath |
Categories:
christmas, jesus,
Holy infant's born
in Bethlehem of Judah
His name is Jesus
on the Christmas eve
we celebrate His Birth Day
our savior angel
Christmas carol's sung
light illuminates from tree
Santa brings sweet gifts
Universal heart
with unconditional love
showed the path of God
by Charlie Smith |
Categories:
christmas, love, religious,
Let one bell toll for each and every soul in this most joyous season
To remind our hearts of a greater gift that lifts our lives with reason
Renewed with hope, with love and peace, reborn each Christmas day
From Grace we're shown the greater plan by a child that led the way
To live this life in virtuous light, it's worth dispelling wrongs
Would surely leave its epitaph sung in loves most enduring songs
With extended hands and spirits full, that never bend or sway
Could truly be the greatest gift for the child that led the way.
12/21/2016
by Tim Smith |
Categories:
love, tribute,
Ivory pieces transcending space and time
where the words just got in the way
lost inside the smoke of just another day
A song for you deep from a sensitive mind
reaching for a reaction for actions done wrong
forgiveness sung for a special friend of mine
When the dew drops no longer shine for me
and a hard rain begins to fall
they'll be no visitors after midnight
but I'll still be calling your name
We were all alone and I was
singing this song only for you!!
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=pT5aYRgmgyM
by Krystal Cochrane |
Categories:
love, musicme,
Dissonance is delegating the intensity in my eyes
Minor chords unveil the passion my body can’t belie
Eighth notes are lightning sparks that burn my finger tips
And when you play Fminor7 I tend to bite my lips.
I want you to scale my thighs
the way you play A minor harmonic
Deftly wrenching haunting moans
Experiences anything but platonic
Allegro Legato Crescendo Vibrato
Sing to me in Italian and tell me to hold my tongue
But if anyone interrupts the music …
a piano's lid comes crashing down--the last note never sung.
by Jan Allison |
Categories:
how i feel, i love you, mother son, moving on,
You’re my world
You’re everything to me
Motherhood
It’s been a joy you see
Ever since you were born
I’ve been so proud
I can’t help
telling the world out loud
When you left
it was hard to let go
It’s not easy being mum
you know
When you call
I hear your voice
I know you’re fine, so I rejoice
You’re my world
You’re everything to me
Precious son
You mean the world to me
Dedicated to my amazing son who is the light of my life
‘You’re my world’ is a Line used from the song
Lyrics sung to the tune of 'You're my world'
Gren’s Evergreens #4 Cilla Black
Sponsored by Teppo Gren
7/7/18
by Bj Legros Kelley |
Categories:
beautiful, beauty, blessing, day, flower, may,
May your May
be blessed with sunshine
and flowers on your sill
May the breeze be filled
with joy's peace
Of love no one
Can steal
May your May
Find gardens lovely
Upon your path of life
May gentle showers
of love rain
To wash you from
all strife
May your May
Bee Blessed
The month through
And honey touch your
tongue
With songs of joy
filling your heart
Through each new day
Bee sung!
by Jay Del Fierro |
Categories:
hope, love
Lamps lit in the darkness
like a jeweled evening gown
my soul sings of an emptiness
not having you around...but,
heartsong's are sung to the brightest star
hoping they find you wherever you are...
Can you hear me,while I wait to hear you?
by Andrea Dietrich |
Categories:
friendship, places,
Read poems, but don’t go slow.
Too many poets here to know!
Just click that mouse around this site.
Makin’ new friends and feelin’ Soupy.
Do be, Do be, Do be, Do be. .. . Feelin’ Soupy.
Hey there, bloggers,
What cha’ sayin’?
Can I find PD here playin?
Who’s got something cool for me?
Do be Do be
Feelin’ Soupy.
I’ve got contests to try,
Winner circles to see.
I’m frazzled but dazzled by great poetry.
Let the late night keep casting its moon beams on me.
I’m so loopy
Feelin’ Soupy!
By Andrea Dietrich/ Inspired by the meter, lyrics and tune of “Feelin Groovy”
(which was sung by the awesome “Simon & Garfunkel”) and also of course,
inspired by my love of Poetry Soup!!!
by Michael Grugan |
Categories:
depression, devotion, friendship, lost love, nostalgia, sad,
What, then, is Love but a sword of roses
Which cleaves poor waiting hearts
And thusly drunk with the blood of saints
Exults in its own dissipation?
And mine, a soul it so jagged gashed,
A scarred and wilted husk
Which once had songs to Heaven sung
Yet now but gasps with the fetid breath of dying things...
Oh soft Night's tapestry:meadows, fields,
The courtyards of the Moon!
Now but brittle corpses endraped in silken mask,
Their board and banquet but sullen Death
Mocking of Light, fair Hope, and fond Embrace...
by Charlie Smith |
Categories:
i love you,
To feel the touch of love from you,
My heart rings out so clear;
A song with passions sung anew,
In words I hope you hear.
The softness and the warmth I feel,
My soul in soft embrace;
To live a life in love so real,
No sense doth dare replace.
Forever may my hope abide,
In harmony so true;
To eternally in Love reside,
My Dear, My Wife with you.
by Deb Wilson |
Categories:
love, passion, , sweet love,
love is fresh and new
but grows strong like an oak tree
sweet shade in the sun
foundation of trust
hearts and souls given freely
thoughts that live as one
kisses like nectar
skin to skin and arm in arm
song sung endlessly
by Seren Roberts |
Categories:
loss,
I wish I had known you when I was young
With poems to write and songs to be sung
Walks In the moonlight holding hands
Skinny dipping leaving clothes on the sands
Family to build knowing right from wrong
With memories brimming out keeping you strong
Love your hint of a dimple when you smile
Your willingness to go that extra mile
The squeeze of your hand meaning all is ok
I am not going anywhere, here to stay
Why did we let the years pass by
Why didn't we say. let's give love a try
Penned November 23 2017
by Brittany Martin |
Categories:
devotion, love, sea, people, people,
O fair lady- lady of the sea
by the name so fairly called, Stella
Yes! that name ever so dear to me.
And Stella who rides a ship-
marrying each wave- caressing the salt
Rides, boldy rides until a shore she haults.
But no land in sight, so Stella ride!
A bell be rung, a song that sung
From home town Oklhoma to Stella who's gone.
So sadly at a distance, people see her blood
trapped under the salty surface as the ship does run.
The death portray but people not know the
O fair lady- lady of the sea
by the name so fairly called, Stella
Is merely with and married to the sea.
by John Watt |
Categories:
love, music,
Sweet music is my true love's native tongue -
transporting souls to heaven's shores when she
is singing, bringing them reluctantly
back down to earth when her last note is sung.