by Andrea Dietrich |
Where Luna treads are silver threads, the wisps of clouds that slide
through sky of night, and shining white, they part so she might glide
serenely through dark twilight’s blue with slow and regal grace.
And to our world, with aspect pearled, she turns a beaming face.
She casts her glow on those below who love her mystery. . .
who reverence her as with allure, she dances on the sea.
The lovers sigh as by and by, the night fades into day.
And in their dreams she softly gleams before she slips away.
For Caren Krutsinger's 'A Contest About a Goddess or God - Not THE God' Poetry Contest
by Caycay Jennings |
longing, passion, romantic, senses, sensual, sexy, sweet love,
I have loved and been loved - I have shared ivory love bliss colors.
I have ridden sapphire airs of crimson ecstasy and touched silver stars.
I have felt gold, silky, lilac joy move and embrace my harlequin heart.
I have melted to tangerine delight caresses tingling my willing, fuchsia skin.
I have been lifted and turned and tossed - on sensual, erotic
waves that travel bold - through and between me
... CayCay Jennings
March 11, 2016
by Jan Allison |
Sparkling like silver
On an inky sea
I watch them dancing
Bright mystic moon
Shining each night
Waxes and wanes
Contest diminished hexaverse
Sponsored by Charles Messina
by Ink Empress |
dance, deep, love,
Last night I dreamt that I was dancing
in soft foggy mists designed in
pearly bows, frolicking from
thin fluffy silver waves-
skies within hour
less hills and
through blue bliss
lakes, in lucid
motions, as seamless
ripples reflect a sweet
rhapsody of a golden
rose sprouting amidst glistening
rays, as I name mauve stars with your love
by Andrea Dietrich |
sheets of silver water
spill incessantly into the lake
beauty before our eyes
beckons us to bathe in radiance
lost in froth
we find ourselves engulfed
by nature’s pulse, shimmering delight
lost in love
my heart is pounding too
falling with the water - into you
Written Oct. 30, 2014
for the SOME FORM OF CRYSTALLINE Contest of nette onclaud
Now for A Strand (1063) Poetry Contest
by Carolyn Devonshire |
Soldier stashed a silver locket
Safe inside his jacket pocket
When the war would numb his senses
He’d break down and drop pretenses
Open up the only token
That recalled those thoughts unspoken
Images of infant, young wife
For their freedom, he’d give his life
by Connie Marcum Wong |
reflected by the sea
When dawn kisses each
As sunrise pierces
fleecy clouds of blush
A canvass bides the
eager artist's brush.
Our Banyon bids adieu
to fowl in flight...
Their songs reverberate
in morning light
Attesting to the joy
each dawn excites
In explosive colors
which Sol ignites.
As breezes blow through
azure skies above
I share divinely Dawn's
sweet gifts of love.
'STRAND NO 1042' Contest~First Place~
Sponsor Brian Strand
Merry Christmas (Mele Kalikimaka) from Hawaii….Aloha
by Jack Eldridge |
You lined the clouds with silver,
You pushed away the rain.
You lifted some of my burdens
and shared with me my pain .
You gave me your most precious treasures,
A value no man can adjust.
Freely given without measure,
your loyalty ,patience ,and trust.
You eased my fears with confidence
and held sacred all my flaws,
Diminishing their apparent affect
through eyes of a higher cause.
You taught me how to appreciate
all that one can be,
Encouraged me through the eyes of love
to invest in a possibility.
Now I can line the clouds with silver and push away the rain again,
For through you I have seen that the greatest gift
is the gift of being a friend.
by Rachel St.Cross |
A nighttides talk amid this sea of Celestia's stars
Silver wings trimmed in gold horizons brushing dreams
Wherein only love shall glow her gleam; dropping times pebbles
Into reverberating waters images circling reflections voices these branches...
The lightning strikes a distant chord; their rippling mirrors her refrain and notes
As Autumn's colours swept into hands gathering love's petals; heart's, silent no more.
by Michelle Faulkner |
nature, romantic love, spring,
My heart returns to you like spring
Awakening with April rain
As pale petals tenderly cling
To promises of daylight's gain
I turn to you like seasons do
Dewy and fresh from winter's depth
Seeding our love in rainbow hues
Green life misting our mingled breath
Your eyes, once shy, now warmly bloom
Vast meadows of poppy sweet red
Our future in rosy perfume
Even after two decades wed
Once auburn, more silver does grow
Yet gleaming with color's recall
A blossom kept beneath the snow
You are my spring, summer and fall
by Joseph May |
moon, passion, romance, stars,
Dulcet scent of jasmine wafting through the air
As moonbeams daub the swaying trees with silver hue
Luna's glow prescribes romance, the twinkling stars
make love a happenstance, as the wind whispers passion,
perchance ecstasy will ensue.
I see her silhouette in shapely form moving
with the rhythm of the trees, my heart flutters
as she gets nearer, then she falls into my embrace
and our lips meet, and our passion blazes.
Was it folly to believe that our love would last forever
or would it sink into the dank realm of heartbreak
But that thought perished into the fire of our passion
as we blissfully drifted beyond the twinkle of the stars
by Rhonda Johnson-Saunders |
lost love, poetry, sorrow,
Photo by Rhonda Pearson Smith
Thickening fog hung beneath the willow tree
consumes dreams of your lost poetry.
From sandalwood-scented sleep,
I kiss you and weep.
Love songs will
Silver lyrics creep
to gold dust dawn from the deep
creases of clouded sleep, where I free
thickening fog hung beneath the willow tree.
Contest - Andaree - 11 Lines Poetry
Sponsor - Joseph May
by Tim Smith |
Crimson's luster illuminates a brilliant bead
satin strokes of beauty a bottle bleeds
scratch softly across this barren chest
and along with moonbeams shall you rest
Silver streaks of goodness held in place
passion's pure pleasure soon will trace
circle past tiny smudges born in haste
where one more night we shan't waste
Starlit moments soar as solace sleeps
dear reflection of radiance forever keeps
in gentle arms of hope true love is staged
consoling promises from battle's waged
Alabaster bursts of heaven gently weave
Another night in comfort we shall receive
by Connie Marcum Wong |
love, romance, stars,
Under the Stars
The cobalt sky has many eyes;
they're brightest just before sunrise
Sprinkled amidst the indigo
we stop to let the sandman sow
Glittering `cross the peaceful night
we view a shooting star take flight;
The sky becomes a starlit show
as sea reflects its silver glow,
In awe we kiss and say goodnight.
I watch as you walk from my sight,
soft . . . starlit.
This lovely form was invented by my talented friend Margaret R. Smith
by Anne-Lise Andresen |
beauty, celebration, journey, love,
As the golden threads of silver, a mother protects her child
The path they will follow together, through life they leave deep footprints
The love that is shared will always shine its rays, nothing to fear
- Sun :) - A-L Andresen :)
- Copyright © All Rights Reserved
- Published in the newspaper : 20.06.2016
by Liam Mcdaid |
angel, beauty, flying, love, metaphor, mirror,
The moonbeams bore you in a cradle of light smiling
warmly a cold blue winter moon rocking over and back thoughts
Midnight mystery howling to a silver reflection deeply echoes whispering winds
over Snow Mountain faraway dreaming stars twinkle in your treasure jewels
Lost trying to catch your trail freedom inside love the spark igniting
magic believing in a fairy tale ending dust in a thousand dreams enchanting
by Mustapha Mohammed |
goodbye, how i feel, lost love,
Adieu, Adieu my love and friend
At the sea we two must part
Your love will burn until the end
In the beating of my heart.
Shed not a tear in silence
Not a tremble to your breath
As your tears are flowing
I die a mournful death.
Under moon's soft silver blush
And in the creeping of the dew
In sober breeze, in nightly hush
Let us bade one last Adieu.
When morn had burst the harbors
With a burning sigh we knew
A final whisper, the final words:
Adieu! Adieu! Adieu!
(Goodbyes are not forever.
Goodbyes are not the end.
They simply mean I'll miss you
Until we meet again!)
by Linda-Marie Sweetheart |
"Enchantment - Duo-Rhyme"
brilliant beams of Sunlight cascade
to orange aura marmalade
enhancing love while blooming new
beneath cream skies of patent blue
sprinkling words sweet as dawning's dew
two turtledoves in wings which coo
fond melodies caress adieu'
in magic moments rendezvous
frolicked in fields of heather's hue
fake hearts faded to vapor's view
soft silver stars shed tears parade
enchanted moonlight mist charade'.
*For Andrea Dietrich's Duo-Rhyme Contest
by Anthony Biaanco |
gently rustles silver leaves
gliding through open windows
a golden summers evening
like a cardinal's rubied wing
warming the brutish bluish soul
of winter's icy cheek
like a spray of ocean blossoms
bursting from a magicians sleeve
into caverns of lonely hearts
rooting oh so very deeply
like a siren sweetly offering
a sextant for the wayward bow,
just before it strikes the reef
and leaves in a flaming howl
by Harry Horsman |
Once upon a time so brightly
I had this compulsion to dance
Just holding you oh so tightly;
In thoughts of romantic perchance
Realistic dreams of nuance.
Your silver beam of love the lure
Bathed in splendour ever so pure
In breath upon the breeze clement;
Held here within your light the cure
I thank the lord for this moment.
© Harry J Horsman 2012
by Daniel Turner |
No gold nor silver, weights my needy purse
Spun silk and finery I have no need
Such poverty of wealth be not God's curse
For bless'd the man who covets not for greed
My wealth is in the lilies of the field
The colors of the sunsets thrill my soul
Fruit trees and animals provide their yield
And stewardship to nature is my toll
But verdant forests do not warm a bed
The moon and stars, though friends, are silent stones
And lonely is the footpath which I tread
For one true heart, I'd share my pauper's throne
A golden heart and pauper's paradise
For love and happiness, a humble price
by Anthony Biaanco |
Do we have "enough" .
Will silver flakes of winter's blade
cut us down
or build us up.
Will our pasts behave like choir boys, stay in time
or re-emerge and scream and sting our eye.
Make us blind to hope and happiness.
Do we have "enough" to pluck the guts
from the chasms of experience.
To fashion buds of love
from the fiery depths of ego's lust.
Have we evolved "enough" to trust again...
when our old gray world blitzes in.
Swinging concrete fists of what's the use and what ifs.
Fill our starving souls with blackbird piss.
Do we have enough-enoughs to become an "us".
by Carolyn Devonshire |
The arboretum looks as it did then
With silver maples dancing in the breeze
Wildflowers bloom within the narrow glen
Remember how we kissed beneath the trees?
One special oak displays the heart you carved
With our initials set within its wall
We were so young and yet our souls seemed starved
So passionate are teens when first they fall
Today I came to view the art we left
Surrounded by the blooms, the trees, the birds
And though my heart seeks you, I am bereft
Of promises defined by long lost words
I miss that passion coursing through our veins
Now you have left and loneliness remains
June 10, 2020
by Jannie Breedt |
lost love, missing you, sad love,
Behold, a crack in the sky...
Its a star ! And then it multiplies...
A thousand million
silver twinkling confetti...
Galactical milk in celestial ballet
Your white bedazzle takes the breath away
Soapsudded moon and underwater candellabra
In an ocean of quiet delivery
Oozes a rhapsody, nay a symphony!
Gliding on golden orbital slide
A bridal comet gown on fluted notes
MAGNIFICAT! MAGNIFICAT! MAGNIFICAT!
by Richard Lamoureux |
I listened as you spoke
a beautiful truth
in my soul I said amen
lovers love, when all seems lost
poets capture it with their pen
When I'm filled with sadness
and my heart feels deaf
words are magic that you bring
these soundless words on a page
are what cause my heart to sing
I breathe your unseen breaths
my lungs filled with air
you cradle me in your dreams
silver filling the night sky
love flowing to me in streams
You think you dance alone
on a pure white stage
until you're offered a hand
then the magic comes alive
the stage is yours to command
6 syllables line one
5 syllables line two
Line 3 to five 7 syllables
Line 3 and 5 are rhyming