environment, love, rain, weather, winter,
by Eve Roper |
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
My home for 36 years
by Carolyn Devonshire |
black feline turns her pouty nose
baked salmon does not meet her pleasure
forgets she found solace from nature’s wrath
rambling through woods seeking food
challenged by predators
curls up on my lap
safe from elements outside
purrs without a care
oblivious to her past
protected from life outdoors
no wind ruffles fur --
assured she'll never hunger
for love or for food
Entry for the “Four in One” Contest by Constance LaFrance ~A Rambling Poet~
By Carolyn Devonshire
(Cyrstalline, Kimo, Tanka and Senryu)
by Mariana pavlich |
family, love, nostalgia, passion, social, autumn,
Tall terrace housebow-fronted windows
Opulescent green lined walls silk paper
18th century French marquetry pattern
Glowing dressing table walnut veneer
Smoked salmon kisses heart on sleeve
That color does become her kitchen
A glimpse of yellowing autumn trees
Stately home ancient lake full of fish
Pot of coffee polished mahogany table.
Beautifully raised gaze. .Private moment .
enormously enjoyed each others comp
Ushered out....gates slid quietly together
delicate cabriole legs. oyster satin fabric
Loin of pork , leg of lamb , frozen cake.
by Jun Gonzales |
beautiful, beauty, love, summer, wife,
The summer simmers almost anything
My love for thee do glimmer in the heat
That leaves me feeling like a mighty king
Yet fancy thee I find it bittersweet
My love in summer loathes to go outdoor
The dry and dusty drought dries up a flower
Thou knowest well that I do love thee more
For thou art rare as early summer shower
My lady likes to stay within the shade
Her salmon hues made fair, and brownish hair
And endless youth preserved with coming age
Deprived of much synthetic beauty care
Thou art most certainly without such aid
A most lovely creature God ever made
by Anna Ruiz |
love, nature, passion
you drew clouds
under my feet
to break my fall
we meet again.
by JEAN MURRAY |
boyfriend, character, desire,
Fionn Mac Cumhaill I was a fool
to let go of you it sounds.
All because your hairy hounds
kept soiling my house and grounds.
For certain I'm sure I'll never find a
Godlike man such as you again.
I miss kissing, your muscles rippling,
fair hair glistening, what a mane.
I was insane, I admit it now.
Please take me back, to you I bow.
Suck you salmon thumb and see
you will always belong to me.
Fionn my warrior, my lover, my man.
I'll get you back, I must, I can.
Our bed is cold, don't be so bold.
Return, I promise not to scold.
by David Bose |
love, sunset, wife,
My wife and I stroll hand in hand
As evening drops its lilac veil
When, off the river, stirs a chill,
Which sends her cuddling to my arms
With face upturned to taste my lips—
The gloaming brightens as we kiss.
For quite a while, that pose we hold:
Two lovers on the brink of night
‘Neath wisps of salmon cirrus clouds
‘Til twilight’s purple, darker hue
Impels us to return back home,
Arriving on the cusp of love.
by Marty King |
fun, growth, happiness, joy, love, uplifting,
baked salmon and breadsticks
tortilla soup and baby shrimp salad
your smile and your charm
sincere enjoyment and natural fun
funny conversation and hearty laughter
nobody else....just us two
comfortable in our skin....letting our true selves shine
tonight, we do not have to be 'on'
no spotlights....no curtains
just you, me, and no hint of a number three
lemon cream cake and butter ocean ice cream
extra thick oreo shake and crustless cheesecake
your femininity....your worth
so relaxed....so content
ole mike was right....love never felt so good....
by Celestine Ikwuamaesi |
Just a little tenderness,
just a little love;
the heart brims with humanness,
gentle as a dove.
just a wish in every heart,
that seems out of reach
'cause we rarely play our part,
the heart yet to bleach.
how awesome the world would be:
heaven right on earth,
where like salmon in the sea,
we swim in life's mirth.
by Mick Talbot |
feelings, love, moon, pain,
How far I've walked this moonless night,
this moonless, moonless, moonless, night.
My true love too long out of sight.
My true feelings heartfelt
Near fatal wound, my heart was dealt,
my heart was, heart was, heart was dealt.
I feel now like a salmon kelt.
I feel my way by touch.
Perfume, she's near, now fearing much,
I'm fearing, fearing, fearing much!
Every bough, every branch I clutch.
Ever closer, so near.
I hear it is her singing clear,
oh, singing, singing, singing clear.
She sings my name, our love so dear.
She sings darkness to light!
How far I've walked this moonless night.
She sings darkness to light!
© Mick E Talbot 2018
by Sue Mason |
Little salmon patty cakes
fried to a crunchy
crust: sounds like a treat to share
with a salad, you,
a glass of bubbly
to toast to
by David Bose |
It felt mundane,
Our dressing up,
Then driving off
As evening glowed
Its salmon hues
Yet, once the maître d’ had edged
Your chair into our table’s skirt,
I felt as thrilled
To clutch your hand
And find that grin
Upon your face
As forty years ago.
September 11, 2017
Help Me Fall In Love Poetry Contest
Mystic Rose, Sponsor
by jan hansen |
angst, confidence, funny love,
In a green valley near a blue lake
where pink salmon swam lived a Huldra.
She was beautiful as seen by human eyes
trolls found her ugly and rejected her.
I heard her desolate song
Saw her shimmering blond as Iberian
sea straw is made golden by the sun.
I saw her tail too.
Before spelling me, I sprinted away.
Folklore has made it clear.
Humans and trolls must not mix blood
because if they do mix, the offspring
will be rejected by both groups
and for perpetuity be lost
walking the strand of loneliness.
(Huldra, female troll in Nordic Mythology)
by Slight Buckling |
confusion, introspection, love
I dreamt of a blanket once
On a cold winter's night
Complexity in colors
And a lovely pattern
A patchwork like my own
Or so it seemed
Long for a bed
And lean rounded corners
So warm it looked
So comforting and soft
Draped over a statuette
Of a winking cherub
But whose blanket is this?
Could it be mine?
Who am I to want it,
A salmon among the otters
But then I woke, it was summer
I let the questions slip away
It may seem the time to ask
But I do not need a blanket
The breeze will tell me
Should a swan land on my pond
And I will have no more need
For dreams and questions
by Glen Enloe |
angst, life, love,
Nothing is left of love
but soft slopes of sand –-
sea shard curves
of ancient offered flesh..
We hold life’s
in brindled hands—
cheeks ripe roseate
Faded farm women
gaze on roseolas of prairie—
of faith’s watermarks
held up to light
and frenzied time
amid salmon stains—
papered moth wing eyelids
under thin Rosetta stones
by ilene bauer |
In Alaska, running loose
Are grizzlies, caribou and moose.
Eagles soar and whales cavort
And salmon fishing is a sport.
Glaciers calve and mountains rise,
Scenery to mesmerize.
Sadly, now, for tourist folk
The air is filled with thick gray smoke.
I am starting on a tour;
Don't know what will be in store,
But I'm hoping skies will clear
And some wildlife will appear.
Nature - lift that smoky noose.
I'd really love to see a moose!
by Glen Enloe |
angst, death, loss, love, sad, summer, summer,
"I only know that summer sang in me
A little while, that in me sings no more."
--Edna St. Vincent Millay
After that, his eyes,
like blown-glass floats,
caught the summer print
of her cotton dress
nestled in saffron,
colandered through curtains.
Salmon-eyed from sun porches,
she planted asters and seaweed,
till thunder cracked
the cinnabar sun
and she found you, half-curled--
the long, raw metal conch
at your ear, as if a sleeping
for the silk of the sea.
by Indiana Shaw |
cat, fish, food, friendship love, funny, humorous, write,
WHO MENTIONED SALMON
"Darlene - Darlene - Dar - lene, do not take my cat just because you can"
"On the mention of salmon, Kitty cat has now left home to live with Darlene" . . .
Indiana Shaw . . . : (
"As sung to the tune "Jolene" by Dolly Parton" . . .
by Lyra Pendragon |
There is a vampire
in my dreams
that Sing calls
he treats me like
a sun indeed
he's not the only one
he sneaks inside
my tired mind
I don't know how
and sucks the dreams
right out of me
along with memories
my mother was a hamster, man
my father was a goat
I myself am
like in a sinkin boat
the one I love, or maybe two
smokes salmon in the night
people know I
I love him so
but he is not so bright
he treats me like a sun indeed
and he's Not the only one
I dunno how or why or who
is able to finish this song
by Andrew McIntyre |
angst, change, cry, farewell, lost love, sad,
Watching the ripples of the clear water of the Spey
Setting sun lighting field and trees of the strath
Salmon jumping clear to catch a fly
A sob as water runs from my eye.
Doon tae the firth o moray runs the water
Taking my thochts and dreams far away
Ne,er again tae be born a new
Loast forever in the melee o life
On on fast running Spey taking all hopes and despair
Wi me sleeping and floating in yer watter clear
Oan ma back spotting a hawk hover in azure sky
Lids closing tight oan ma blearie eye.
Music o the water soothing
by William Darnell Sr. |
best friend, cat, death, feelings, heartbroken, heaven, loneliness,
King of Lions, Heaven Bound
His fur smelled of dust;
And cobwebs that covered his face.
He found me to show me his new look,
That he had gone and made.
I started laughing, he wasn't happy.
He charged me like a raging lion;
He was being comical, he's robust,
I was laughing so hard, I was crying,
It made my stomach hurt, I'd bust.
He was this tiny kitten then;
Still is a tiny kitty in my heart,
My love for my cat will never fade,
Mischief's my world, he's my parade.
I bid wishes to you in my serenade;
Of tuna, chicken, or a salmon tray.
Eat as if you were, King of Lions,
You are King of Lions, Heaven Bound.
by Bobby May |
love, valentines day,
Representing my love for you
For your gentleness and grace
For joy and happiness
For your purity and charm
Brings you excitement and desire
Enchantment and eagerness for love
Enthusiasm creating our love
Appreciation and dedication
Charm and thoughtfulness
Growth and renewal of life
Blending together these meanings and colors is the combination from my heart and my love for you
Happy Valentines Day