by Andrea Dietrich |
Awake, he felt asleep and struggled, for
it seemed upon his back there had been flung
a mantle of fatigue he drably wore,
and like a hag accursed, to him it clung.
His children, sad to see his heavy pace,
then fixed him up with Clara, widowed too.
He floundered when he saw her sweet bright face
and gazed into her eyes of crystal blue.
Immersed in Clara's radiance, he dined
and listening to her laugh, became entranced.
His burden cloak unraveled as she twined
her arms around his shoulders while they danced.
An ardent kiss. . . and then was gone that coat.
For with a jolt, he saw that he could float!
For Deb Guzzi's "Celebrate the Light" Poetry Contest
by L. J. Carber |
angst, inspiration, introspection, spiritual,
I meander through this maze called world,
seeing darkness everywhere,
even in the bright desert sun,
my soul ripped by doubt and fear,
and utter loneliness,
saved only by a sudden wave of love,
a flicker of hope--
O Light! O Light! O Light of God!
[the Light poetry contest, Regina McIntosh, posted 2/5/20]
by Yolanda Scott |
crush, feelings, friendship love, light, poetry, soulmate,
You are the season that opened my heart
the birthday present my eyes sought
the sun rises and you’re in my thoughts
as night falls our world’s seemingly apart
the Spring comes and flowers bloom
a new friendship blossoming through
I see the stars sparkling above
and even as they fade the sky
the glow is left within my sight
sitting in front of a new moon
romantic white clouds before my eyes
unlikely the sign of fire and water
sitting enchanted on cloud nine
fearless to chance the darkness behind
for when the heart meets the moon
a Light will shine through.
by Probir Gupta |
dark, light, poetry,
Deep in the ocean
Two buds bloom in joyous dark
And then it is light
The sky in the boat
Rides the sail and moonlit wind
Become shining stars
From the mystic bridge
In awe and love we look at
Both the oranges
It is poetry
World poetry day today
Words from your joy tray
21 March 2017
by Brenden Pettingill |
house, inspirational love, light, poetry,
Evasive splashes rise and fall
Leaving but a trace of mist
The taste of awe
For gaping jaws to admit
Could it have been?
Pointers light the way
While the house stares on as the willow
With pursed lips and nothing to say
Catch a slice in frames
Slice a piece to save
Give the rest for the next
To cherish the foggy days
Slide right through the bars
Skip right through the links
Mellow in the bush alone
In wait for the Humpbacks’ wink
More at: http://brendenpettingill.com/index.php/2017/01/22/light-house/
by Michael Burch |
animal, humor, humorous, light, love, lust, nonsense,
by Michael R. Burch
The mallard is a fellow
whose lips are long and yellow
with which he, honking, kisses
his bawdy, boisterous mistress;
my pond's their loud bordello!
Keywords/Tags: limerick, light poetry, light verse, nonsense verse, humor, humorous, animal, animals, nature, ducks, love, sex, desire, passion, Lothario, mistress, noise, copulation, doing it