by Daniel Turner |
Categories:
god, inspirational, nature,
Conducted by the Hands that gave them voice
Sweet songs of evening soothe my weary soul.
Oh, how I love to hear the birds rejoice
As frogs and insects hum adagio.
Each night I sit and watch the sun go down
Accompanied by song that has no score
Each night His orchestra holds me spellbound
That's why each night, I come right back for more.
Yet I am just a simple country boy
These nature songs were my first lullabies
E'en to this day they bring my heart such joy
And on occasion tear these simple eyes
When moon appears to watch the sun depart
My only thought, "My God, how great Thou art."
Daniel Turner
by P.S. AWTRY |
Categories:
christian, heaven, song,
I sure miss the old hymns of ages past.
With tattered edges their message still lasts.
Those five stanza’d jewels I know by heart--
“The Sweet By and By” and “How Great Thou Art!”
And “Count Your Blessings,” I love that one, too.
And “This World’s Not My Home, I’m Just Passing Through.”
But when I’ve done wrong and need to get right,
There’s “Just As I Am” and “Why Not Tonight.”
I swear I can hear my folks who have gone,
on “Vict’ry in Jesus,” they sing along.
Someday all the saints will stand and join in
As Heaven’s choir sings those songs once again.
Those old, yellowed pages worn soft by tears—
Oh how I miss the songs of yesteryear.
August 22, 2022
by Demetrios Trifiatis |
Categories:
god, love, world,
Idle my tongue remained, my Lord,
till the moment it learned how to pronounce Your name
But from
that moment onward, it never ceased singing your song
which has set my soul aflame!
© Demetrios Trifiatis
11 June 2022
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by elizabeth wesley |
Categories:
love, me, me,
You loved me just a little
You never loved me long;
But you gave my soul serenity
And gave my heart a song.
You loved me for a moment
I found it in your eyes;
But your mouth I could not capture
By temptation or surprise.
Sweet lips that I remember
With a poignant surge of pain
As one remembers fragrance
Of the softly falling rain.
Within this world of wonder
Without warning I feel sad;
The dream I hold still haunts me
For the kiss I never had.
by Daniel Turner |
Categories:
appreciation, love, poetry,
Love's tend'rest touch, your gentle words reveal
Caress my soul. sweet poet, with your verse
Write dulcet lullabies which make me feel
Secure, like infants held at breast to nurse
Turn tears of sadness into peaceful streams
Make whispered breezes whisk my strife away
Put passion in my fantasized daydreams
Paint troubles in to flowery bouquets
And even though I know they're not for me
I steal your soothing love just like a thief
This load I carry lightens suddenly
Because my broken heart has found relief
Your words are like a song, please sing to me
Sweet poet, how I love your poetry
an original poem by Daniel Turner
by Phillip Garcia |
Categories:
daughter,
Who Can Argue Miracles Exist?
No man, be he grandiloquent or coarse;
be he a learned novel or tattered page;
be he devout in faith or drenched in doubt;
be he a man replete with shame of sin:
No man (unless an empty man who flaps like cynic’s skin)
who has watched the early sun come out
or heard the song of sparrows spared the cage:
No man in love with his daughters: No man in love with his universe.
4/30/2019
Submitted for: Let's Have an Argument
Sponsored by Kevin Shaw
by Gregory Richard Barden |
Categories:
analogy,
my fingertips
touch ...
tender, but with melodic intent
you tremble
just SO ...
and sigh sweetly
the delightful answer
to my questioning hands
a gentle press ...
your supple curves against me
fitting me like dovetail
your quivers ...
soft-thrumming my flesh
matching your moans
the hushing pulse of your body
urges me on ...
your swan-like neck
satin beneath my hot palm
as it moves lower
pressing ...
deft digits dancing across you
like a wild Spaniard
we are ... one
our purpose, the same
oh, sing to me now
let my passion be your cry
let our lullabies of love and desire
move souls ...
and ache hearts
my beloved ...
guitar.
by Tim Smith |
Categories:
absence, bird, blue, lost,
Whispers in the morning
trying to find your way
listen to the bluebird
and what she has to say
The notes are soft and gentle
every one is played for you
the sounds of sweet ambrosia
her feelings ringing true
On painted limbs of sage brush
there's a stillness in the air
love beads are melting
and the bluebird disappear
Whispers in the morning
what once was there is gone
empty is the meadow
off has flown her song
by Andrea Dietrich |
Categories:
love,
After the party and all our great fun,
new friends were trickling out my front door.
With their goodbye hugs, they left one by one,
and I was left feeling surely “the more
the merrier” was a phrase that was true
with my apartment now emptied of sound!
But through the night, I’d been noticing YOU.
Unlike the others, you’d just stuck around.
You told me you’d waited all night for the chance
to be with me only. My heart skipped a beat.
Putting on music, you asked for a dance!
The moment was magic, and you were so sweet.
Today we still dance to that same song.
After the party, my prince came along!
June 29, 2019
by Emily Kroeger |
Categories:
life
A love that lasts a summer,
A song that last forever,
A cry that will end in a short while,
And yet the morning stays in denial.
by Victor Buhagiar |
Categories:
christmas,
Light me a new candle,
Put it before the manger,
It is a bit cold, love.
Yet we’re in no danger.
There's Jesus, a small babe
In a cold, wintry day
Lying on some fresh straw.
Kneel down and calmly pray.
Mary, Joseph calmly,
Adore the king of kings
Shepherds come with their lambs
Angels fly with bright wings.
Christ in Bethlehem born.
Choirs sing heavenly hymns.
Let us give Him His due
Ask to forgive our sins.
by Charmaine Chircop |
Categories:
happiness, lost love, love,
Swept away
the last colour
of sunset,
Ocean in his eyes,
winds and waves
the sea-man loved.
Forever gone
the late-song
of night birds,
crushed corals,
sand and rocks
the sea-man loved.
Blown afar
the harvest seeds,
Flowers in his heart,
Petals in bloom,
Pale-pink blossoms
the sea-man loved.
Found and lost
the light of stars,
Alone He sailed
through narrow paths,
to mountain'shadows
the sea-man loved.
In hope to smell
the scent of her hair,
In hope to wipe
rain off her lips,
In hope to taste
her roasting- chestnuts,
to mend regrets
with just one kiss.
by Mike Gentile |
Categories:
flying, hope, how i feel, journey, uplifting,
Each day I live and wake to see
the scarlet sun that shines for me
and listen to a feathered song
inviting me to sing along
I know I’ll find just what I seek
though rain may come to kiss my cheek
for with each day, with every sigh
there comes another chance to fly
The bluest blues of azure seas
are calling me now to appease
to leave behind an angry man
and wing away, I know I can
With love and grace, I’ll find the way
as I then glide through twilight gray
and to the clouds, I say goodbye
here comes another chance to fly
by Agnes Krampe |
Categories:
community, sister, women,
Taking the risk,
Baring the soul,
Seeking the wisdom
That shall make us whole.
Raising the arms,
Spreading the wings,
Hearing the music
That deep in us sings.
Stepping the dance,
Chanting the song,
Feeling the sisterhood
Tender and strong.
Sharing the love,
Speaking the name,
Calling the blessing
And lighting the flame.
Written 7/28/2016
Take the Dagger from my Heart, Please- Poetry Contest
sponsored by Broken Wing
N/A in Premiere Contest Number 5, Judged 8/27/2016
by Tim Smith |
Categories:
dance, love,
Strumming my heartstrings
Drawing me in with each note
Playing the most beautiful song
Hearing the words you wrote
Filling in all the gaps
The melody is for me
Beating loud and clear
Setting my heart free
Only distance keeping us at bay
You still have me in your trance
Two hearts apart, beating as one
How I wish we could dance
A soft kiss upon your delicate hand
Holding you close, holding you tight
Slow dancing under the moonlit skies
The perfect girl, the perfect night
by elizabeth wesley |
Categories:
seasons, me,
Spring chased old man winter from his place
And silenced him with her capricious face
Sometimes a tear, sometimes a smile;
She would beguile
My lazy feet
To dance in some leafy bowered retreat.
When dreamy delightful summer flies
And looks at me with laughing eyes;
She draws me to her clover fields
And my heart yields
To her winsome wooing
And her siren song is my undoing.
One day I saw the sudden flare
Of autumn's wind blown crimson hair;
She stirred the whispering leaves and then
I felt again
A yearning glow
Of years remembered long ago
And I lived the dream I never knew
Of lost memories and my love for you.
by Charlie Smith |
Categories:
beauty, kiss, love,
A wordless song drifts from your eyes
with rhyme disguised in poems lost
from heavens smile your heart replies
assuming risk, no fear the cost
You dare not weep to dampen dreams
but pledge to take this hand of chance
no less from love this passion streams
in turn of fate not circumstance
Left breathless from a lovers kiss
this treasure found its place in time
a pleasure true, no more than this
not once rehearsed in pantomime
Within each heart pure beauty lives
When fancies flight is there to give
04/04/2017
by Tim Smith |
Categories:
love,
Wrap me in your comfort
Let me melt inside your eyes
Kiss away my salty tears
Embrace me where you lie
Undress me with your passion
Sooth me with your song
Tease me with your tenderness
Drive me crazy all night long
Be my pillow when I need one
Blanket me with your loving care
Cradle me in your arms of satin
Be the answer to my prayer
by Charlie Smith |
Categories:
soldier, war,
I taste an emptiness of love
and weep from pain, in loss befall.
Hope flees in fields of light above
when time casts me its eternal pall.
As darkness dims the flame of life
with words of love left never said,
Could one escape this misty strife?
Does peace live only with the dead?
I marched to anthems meant for kings
and bled for cause, as told I must.
What voices now with courage ring,
as I lie face down in the dust?
While glory waits as cities burn,
who'll chant for me if I return?
12/31/2018
by David Byrne |
Categories:
allegory
The mind and universe confide. Between
Them, they are one. Like lovers devoted.
They share fluctuations on an ocean
Wave, washing mindful shores, to redeem
Those sparkling pearls, that have formed along.
Pearls of wisdom and love, confounding one
On sands that motion to and fro, unseen.
Like lovers they, the mind and universe
Converge – inseparable – beholding
One another. Cosmic thoughts emerge
Like bubbles on the ocean waves, changing
Detailed rhythms – familiar all the same.
Together, they hear a song; they dance as
Lovers do – mirroring both reflections.
by Rick Parise |
Categories:
autumn, death,
And so it was that Autumn would die
with a gust of wind she said goodbye
Of love mortal she sits subdued
sipping remnants of death imbued
With curtains drawn she lie in rest
in silent prose she relived each breath
of life abandoned of weary roads
where Winter's freeze would glisten alone
And so it was that Autumn had gone
in the lonely grips of winter
without a song
by elizabeth wesley |
Categories:
loveautumn,
Come to the meadow just you only,
Where autumn weaves her spell;
On hills and purple moorlands lonely,
Where the magic of her presence dwells.
Beneath blue sky and fields of heather,
With soft humming of honey bees.
And I'll hold you, just us two together,
To share the scent of autumns leaves.
We’ve time to share asters in the meadow,
With all that we love best;
With the swallows wings and your shadow,
And summer's grass that built the nest.
To hold and hear the soft wind singing,
To see your hair tossed and blown;
And meet the bluebird softly winging,
Through heaven and earth, we too fly alone.
by Vijay Pandit |
Categories:
love,
Let eyes meet, let them spark a fire
Let rhythms sing to music of lyre
Let heartbeats of joy write our song
In moods of kisses yearned for long
Let blushing cheeks welcome romance
Enchanting heart's seductive dance
Let winds of love ignite our flame
As night, ecstatic, croons your name
December 29, 2019
Placed 3rd: Lay it on me—8x8 poetry contest
Eight syllables per line (howmanysyllables.com)
Sponsor: Charles Messina
Placed 2nd: Strand select 6 by Brian Strand
by Francis J Grasso |
Categories:
devotion, joy, love,
I will love you like tomorrow
Like the days that come to me
Like the warmth of summer sunshine
Like a wind that blows me free
To hear the song of nightingales
Beneath a crescent moon
To share each simple pleasure
On a rainy afternoon
In the silence of a morning
Deep within a restless sea
Walking through the darkness
And with everything in me
For every precious moment
That lives in effigy
Love will grow within my soul
To reach eternity
And when we gather moonbeams
After twilight steals the hours,
Sleep with me through endless days
Among a sea of midnight flowers.
written Aug 23, 2018
by Mary Hoose |
Categories:
memory,
As I slow dance with memories ,
haunting dreams of you gently glide through the grand halls of my mind.
Where you held me close in loving arms, their warmth I did find.
Fingertips play my heartstrings as you told me I belong.
As I slow dance with memories to a never ending song.
Two hearts that beat as one to the rhythm of love soft and low.
Memories of the night pirouette 'neath a lovers moon that glow.
You held me oh so close as our eyes did meet.
Tender kisses shared from lips so warm and sweet.
Fingertips play my heartstrings as you told me I belong.
As I slow dance with memories to a never ending song.