by Poet Destroyer A |
Categories:
beauty, immigration, magic, metaphor, pride, summer, sun,
~Sun Dancing~
Bright yellow sparks glisten around the landscape
Sheer environment expose
Warmth slinks down every step
So-- Invigorating
Spur-like rays muster in long light
The wolves wait to howl
Soon--Bunch of flowers
Huddle in with sunlit love
Luminous rave
By; pd
by M. L. Kiser |
Categories:
dream, earth, environment, flower, imagery, nature, sky,
Build me a dream of roses gold;
velveteen beauties to behold.
Give them songs, so they may sing;
their gentle voices, how they’ll ring.
Build me a dream of sapphire blue;
with periwinkle skies, azure waters too.
Build me a dream of castles fine;
composed of stones, like diamond mines.
Build me a dream of emerald light,
one with doves, in joyous flight.
Build me wings of solid gold;
encourage me them, to unfold.
When you build, build with love;
so I can soar with loving doves.
by Linda Alice Fowler |
Categories:
environment, god, moon, night,
In a vampish way, the moon erupts from the sea
pirouetting across white cap and trough valley
through an impassioned performance of love set free
in a vampish way.
A persistent tease, she sets her mind to dally
with Eros’ desirous heart as her victory,
only to break it with her vigorous sally.
Darkened midnight skies find her in malicious glee
as she counts coup for a final mental tally
and she continues en l’air on her odyssey
in a vampish way.
by Joe Dimino |
Categories:
christian, creation, emotions, environment, humanity, truth, wisdom,
We live
what the Spirit-mind
shapes and forms
that which
comes before
the chicken
and the egg
Soulful-creations --
think long enough
(knead, mold)
deep enough
adds ripple to
a universe of
transverse-realities --
Will is the Traveling-force
and Love
God's Blessed Purifier --
by Eve Roper |
Categories:
environment, love, rain, weather, winter,
Oregon’s, wildlife, mountains, lakes, and bogs
Fields of green, awaken refreshed at dawn
Where salmon runs the rivers blue to spawn
Drawn wandering above the sea of fog
Black-tailed and mule deer birth their newborn fawns
Where shaggy mane elks labor their spring calves
Rustle sounds while they graze off open paths
Wander under the full moon of predawn
Sea of umbrellas on rainy season
Fireplace frames warm sputtering ember flames
Snow cold, in fella’s embrace with no shame
Turning me into shades of pink crimson
Savoring the earth's nurturing labor
Giving my heart to the verdant nature
12/30/2016
My home for 36 years
by A.O. Taner |
Categories:
beach, beautiful, blessing, boyfriend, break up, culture, cute love, dedication, deep, desire, destiny, devotion, earth, environment, freedom, happiness, happy, heart, humanity, innocence, kiss, lost love, love, love hurts, miss you, missing, missing you, motivation, ocean, passion, peace, planet, poetry, relationship, romance, romantic, senses, sensual, silence, soulmate, spiritual, symbolism, uplifting,
is it the wave kissing the sand
or is it the ocean
- deep from her heart
sometimes gently,
often hard,
but always with passion?
is it the sand kissing back
or is it the land
- happily losing ground
with every kiss
to his eternal mistress,
the occupant of his soul?
is it this poem touching your heart
or is it our souls
- hugging each other
on a sandy beach,
wide and infinite,
day in and day out?
by Andrew Mcintyre |
Categories:
appreciation, beauty, bird, environment, imagery,
This is a poem about one of our endangered birds of prey, the Marsh Harrier.
Dancing in the air
moving to an unheard tune
instinctive steps
laid out
under the summer moon.
never to be seen on stage
nor laid upon the page
Ballerina of the sky
above the ground
nothing escapes
your searching eye.
Dancer of the air
princess of heather and moor
pirroueting to finish your dance
no audience to approve
or imagine
a fatefull, longing romance.
All alone
you dance above
only the clouds
to give
you love.
by Barbara Gorelick |
Categories:
me,
Barbara Jean
Funny, friendly, bashful and sometimes bone-headed
Little sister of Dr. Daniel Merrill
Lover of the written word, my grandchildren and the natural world
I feel wonder at new life, love for my friends, and confusion with math
Afraid for the environment, abused women and children, and afraid of snakes
I would like to see Machu Picchu, my mothers's face once more and The Giants win the World Series
Resident of Vacaville, Ca
Gorelick
by Sharon Gulley |
Categories:
beauty, blessing, creation, earth, environment, inspirational, mountains,
As I stood on the mountain
and gazed at the valley below.
I envisioned a healing nothing
like I had ever known.
My soul soared with the hawk as
it flew so effortlessly by.
Leaving me light and unguarded
so this vision could touch my life.
I seen with the spirits eyes, a day
of discovery that would touch time.
Love and laughter filled the air as
our world returned to peaceful care.
Rivers flowed so sparkling clean and
the earth our mother was again pristine.
The air was light and filled with life
every star could be seen and shown so
bright.
No more sorrow, no more pain, only
the truth, the love, the life, was what
remained.
by Emile Pinet |
Categories:
beauty, environment, how i feel, imagery, imagination, nature, spiritual,
I entered a village in Algonquin park
as dusk approached the tattered edges of dark.
And fell in love with the bucolic setting
all except for the mosquito’s blood letting.
The pine smell was redolent riding each breeze
carrying halcyon memories of trees.
And for a fugacious moment I felt lost
amidst the penumbra where I weighed the cost.
I could find a safe inglenook or camp out
a vestigial whiff of pie gave me doubt.
And taking that as a harbinger of treats
to come I headed to a lodge with grass streets.
My ephemeral connection with the Earth
somehow gave my sempiternal soul rebirth.
For I felt rejuvenated young at heart
and with each footstep felt my tensions depart.
by Patricia Cresswell |
Categories:
environment, prejudice,
YUCK
I know we are supposed to love them
all creatures great and small
I know God had a reason
when he created those that crawl
even those that creep and flit
are part of a master plan
filling every earthly niche
in air, in water, on land
but Lord in your mighty scheme
please tell me in what mood
as you perused your work
and saw that it was good
inspected every nook and cranny
touched every leaf and twig
prompted you without a glance
to invent the pesky earwig.
by Mac Mcgovern |
Categories:
family, life, love, mother
From the seed divided,
to exist in a sea,
sustaining,
nurturing, warming,
protecting,
what is delicate life.
Until thrust into the light
screaming in shock,
cold,
unprotected,
forced to inhale first
breath of life,
a new comforting sea,
enveloping,
setting free.
First vision
a beautiful sight,
blurred and unfocused,
stares into the memorized face
of dreams,
as gentle hands
impress, warm, caress,
soft textured folds.
Tears,
warm the face,
ears, attune
to soothing vibrations,
breathing deep,
inhaling wonderful fragrances,
familiar,
environment different,
yet the same,
from first division,
imprinted heartbeat,
the bond of life.
by Curtis Moorman |
Categories:
america, beautiful, christian, environment, jesus, joy, spiritual,
BIO MODIFIED - SOUTHERN GENTLEMAN
Southern
Being courteous, sentimental, compassionate, helpful to others
I love Jesus, Southern Gospel Music, and Family
It is my plan to buy a new car, travel, and be on my own
Blessed to feel content, at peace, and filled with joy
My fear is not being ambulatory, losing my eyesight and being bedridden
Meet President Trump, restore late model cars, and sing bass in a gospel quartet
I am a resident of the great State of Georgia, one of the original 13 colonies
Gentleman
18 April 2020
For the contest sponsored by Dear Heart
by Linda Alice Fowler |
Categories:
december, dream, environment, memory, night, snow, winter,
Daylight fades away early
Even though our day is not done.
Clumps of snow shimmer in pearly,
Enchanting drifts, reflecting the disappearing sun.
My love stokes ardent embers to glowing
Beneath hungry stockings hopefully hung.
Enthusiasm with warmth flowing,
Remembering times when we were young.
Now golden days are growing shorter,
Illuminated by our fireside memories.
Glimmering from the hearth’s bricks and mortar,
Halcyon dreams highlight sweet histories,
Tumbling through gibbous and crescent quarter,
Soothing as we smile at life’s mysteries.
by Sara Kendrick |
Categories:
environment, marriage,
Remember when we walked across the field
Leaves of autumn crunching beneath our feet
The color of the trees was what appealed
Maybe to be alone, our love complete
Those red and yellow leaves seen were replete
Holding hands in anticipation then
Once behind the growth hidden in the glen
Your kiss 'pon my lips set dogwoods ablaze
Long as memory holds visit again
When autumn's angular sun shines its rays
Contest: Dizain Poetry
Sponsor: Sotto Poet
Date: October 28, 2022
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Theme: Nature combined with human nature
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by Wayne Smith |
Categories:
beautiful, environment, humanity, miracle, paradise, peace, universe,
High Vibrations are imperative combined and intertwined with unconditional love for everything and every human on earth.
In manifesting wants, needs, and desires one must be extremely specific and on point in every manner and aspect of height and girth.
Unconditional love is the prime element along with a positive mindset in harmony of heart in any situation.
A continuous positive mental attitude will propel one and draw one into the magnetized opportunities using a higher state of intuition.
by Janet Bingham |
Categories:
beauty, blessing, desire, encouraging, environment, innocence, inspirational love,
I watch the clouds as they pass by.
They spread a mist across the sky;
and sometimes for an hour or two
they float within a sea of blue
like castles shaped a way up high,
their forms dissolve and seem to die.
Upon my back for an hour or two
I watch them grow to something new.
Veiled in lace they stretch their hands
and seem to wed in other lands.
They look down from eternity
on all that we may hope to be.
Clouds have a strange world in the sky
that outlasts even you and I.
The restless world that they embrace
moves on like us in constant pace.
They toss and turn within a storm.
Each day we live they are reborn.
Janet Marie Bingham
by Linda Alice Fowler |
Categories:
environment, love, moon, music, nature, romantic, romantic love,
A lone cantata pierced through the hollow night
as hungry clouds nibbled at the frozen Moon,
Her smile obscured but for a slight, scanty sight
as a solo aria pierced the lagoon.
Amid the languid yet luminous half-light
came the chilling chorus of the Arctic loon.
Love lives here, and lingers warm in half moonlight,
budding with romantic, symphonious swoon.
I watch as you watch the performance enwreathe,
loving you fervently with each breath I breathe.
by Joe Dimino |
Categories:
christian, creation, environment, feelings, love, rose, wisdom,
The rose that didn't
know herself a thing
of perennial beauty –
of vibrant color,
entrancing scent –
the long-time
study of bouquets,
of sentimental verses,
of flawless princesses
and jealous witch's
curses – a rose who
never grew to cherish
the blossoming of gifted
being –
never looked more deeply
beyond the shallow face
of a painful moment's dark
crystal, into the sacred heart
of a bejeweled core –
all life are forms of
buds and blossoms –
man's duty
learning the husbandry
of seeing
and respecting
each petal spent
a fertile encore
death a heartfelt finale
for tears and then applause
by Laura Breidenthal |
Categories:
beauty, emotions, environment, february, humanity, imagination, lost love,
The muse of a dreamy gaze,
The memory of a mutual moment,
Heightened affection and excitement,
An intake of breath for more
The expansion of the stars
In a stretch of sky above the world,
Glimmering gently—
Affecting profoundly
A tree that casts the wanting shade
That forms its body in the day
For love to birth under its branches—
Confessions uttered and deeds done
A freshness wafting into the nostrils
Stretching beyond the tallest branch
Clouds parting with the wind's guidance
Revealing the mighty faces of the heavens
2.9.2020
by Joe Dimino |
Categories:
environment, feelings, freedom, humanity, leadership, love, wisdom,
Take the love out of poetry
and, no matter the scheme,
it will not work for me --
take the love out of
relationships, and no matter
the looks, for me, the attraction
cannot be -- take the God out
of spirituality...and you have
taken Heaven from the Heaven
or Hell dichotomy -- and what
is left?! What we have...a world
of strife and antipathy.
by Vernon Witmer |
Categories:
7th grade, animal, christmas, december, environment, perspective, seasons,
It dropped white suddenly,
As predicted.
The empty air embraced it;
Faced it
With the recognition
of love.
In the quiet
It would seem forever.
The birds knew.
We counted thirteen
In the closest tree.
Unsettled,
They seemed to dance
With the restless joy
Of children.
They knew
That what we think of
As the beginning,
Always comes in the middle.
by Linda Alice Fowler |
Categories:
creation, environment, flower, garden, god, nature,
Glossy, heart-shaped leaves of galax
ringed ‘round the lingering lilacs
that played across the garden gate,
bent now – bowed from foliage’ weight.
Wild roses replace Venus et fleur
having a sweet natural alure.
Chicory and Madonna lily
grow here and there, and willy-nilly.
Bachelor buttons and blue bonnets
clothe the field with unsung sonnets.
Coreopsis and black-eyed Susans
frolic with their rambunctious cousins.
Of all the flowers God has wrought
I love the ones that were last thought.
Haphazard flair of wild flowers
bestow joy with dewy showers.
by Candice Yates |
Categories:
beauty, car, creation, environment, how i feel, weather, wind,
I dream of the wind
blowing through my hair,
that's how I win
the rush of air is heaven sent
cold or warm;
Gods breath is my friend
a power with great might;
that can threaten any town
and tear down any gate,
let a twister form within my soul
the weather is splendiferous
oh, how I love it so,
car windows rolled down;
zipping down the freeway
my hand stuck out;
being forced back by this whim
I inhale the particles
swishing around in the wind,
but I never choke
to the trees
I want to sway and bend.
by M. L. Kiser |
Categories:
beautiful, beauty, earth, environment, flower, nature,
Bright colored petals,
All shapes and sizes,
Their perfume is sweet.
These beings live wild
Doing as they please.
They live and die
And in-between,
They beautify
All of nature.
Breathe their scent;
They love the
Attention.
They’ll pass soon
Enjoy…
Silence.