by harry horsman |
Life ground to a halt
living down a dead end street
where there's no sunlight
and shadows of doubt linger...
Till your love blew them away.
© Harry J Horsman 2021
by Emile Pinet |
10th grade, 12th grade, beautiful, feelings, imagery, love, stars,
When the last rays of sunlight start to die,
scarlet flames burn the sky as clouds ignite.
And while the birds roost, bats begin to fly,
hunting down elusive moths in mid-flight.
Luna hangs high in an ebony sky
spinning dreams into beams of golden light.
And twinkling stars, like fireflies in the night,
confetti the heavens, dazzling the eye.
Like gold filigree pinned to the darkness
swirling galaxies adorn the skies above,
as shooting stars unzip the black of space.
But, Man stands unabashed in His starkness,
for cosmic beauty can't compete with love,
a trait intrinsic to the Human race.
by Heather Ober |
Trees reach like glowing embers
to singe the autumn skies.
Leaves burst with blinding colour
like sparks that spin and rise.
Then a breath of weightless fog
moves across the silent lake
where trails of molten clouds
fill the sunset's smoky wake.
The harvest moon emerges
like a second burning sun
to fill the sky with button-stars
that morning pulls undone.
Sunlight floods the gardens
to melt the morning dew.
This is where my heart resides
since September gave me you.
by harry horsman |
love, thank you,
Your willing lips encased entwined with mine
The taste as soft as the morning cast dew,
Emerald eyes the clarity of wine
Brings to mind the wondrous Castle to view.
Your voice as sweet as Thrush in harmony
A chorus awakened to the sunlight,
Penetration of love in litany
In deep alliteration morn till night.
Embraced in shackled touch with bonds thus bind
Oh I will of words pen of this love found,
You took a sad heart upon like did find
Staid the exterior yet ardour sound.
Your love's reflection my happiest days
This need to tell you in so many ways.
© Harry J Horsman 2013
by liam mcdaid |
angel, baptism, beautiful, beauty, love, spiritual, stars,
When you came to me the earth revolved then stood still
dressed jewel of purest sunlight circled in gold mere reflections
Through the oceans wings sailing inside waves embrace
we rise and fall drawing from a breathless air filled with Peace
Caught up within the sparkle lustre that sings from an echo returning
twinkling stars light warmly together ally an alliance between souls
Captured brightly the spirit of eternal beauty brings, under glowing beams
when we act together as one temple forever crowns the heart to Love
by Susan Ashley |
beauty, kiss, light, love, morning, romantic, rose,
Wettened by the mornings dew
Closely spaced where rows of roses grew
Footprints stained the cobblestone
Where my love and I had walked, alone
Sweet light's tryst with blowy mist
The fog and the dawn waltzed as we kissed
Fertile bliss of rosebud lips
Strands of sunlight round my fingertips
by Richard Palmer |
adventure, people, places,
Beautiful Jamaica,land of my birth,
This little dot,specially prepared by Mama Earth,
World best seasoning,grown by our dirt,
And the Jamaican Rum,bad nuh blouse and skirt,
Beautiful Jamaica,land so sweet,
A formal dinner or a party in the street,
Our vibes,our style so unique,
Our warmth,our culture,no other can beat,
Jamaica,Jamaica,land we love,
Touring Jamaica feel free like a dove,
Our rivers,beaches,beautiful sunlight up above,
Sample our tasty meals,you'll find one that you love,
Jamaica,Jamaica,land so great,
Great runners,great music,embrace our taste,
God or Jah Rasta Far I,embrace our faith,
Take a trip to Jamaica,it's never too late.....
by James Inman |
death, lost love,
I watch the sun's smile gleam on the petal
as it drifts beneath the Dogwood tree
moving from sunlight to shadow
we once burned bright like the sun
shining on everyone
until heaven spoke
now you are gone
and my light
by elizabeth wesley |
lost love, me, lost, lost, love, me,
Come to me in the hush of night
Come to me in the silence of my dream;
With your sweet smile and eyes so bright
Like sunlight dancing on a stream.
But my eyes are filled with tears
For lost memories of those broken years
The dream so dear, yet bitter sweet
That awakened in a new disguise;
When wanting love we used to meet
And now the ache of yearning eyes
Has slowly closed the door
That once was open and now is no more.
Yet in dreams you come so I can live
A cherished life that yields to death;
Come back in dreams and I will give
Your beating heart its final breath.
Come to me and whisper low
Of a love we lost so long ago.
by Aiyah Torres |
anger, courage, crazy, emotions,
her sunlight shaded with clouds
burning love shuttered in pain.
rainfalls pour down on her feet
black widow spits in demon's face.
broken mirror hangs in the wall
she sees face dirty and old.
pulling down tears one by one
rinse the wound caused by his hands.
she caves underground to feel the darkness
composed herself while brokenhearted.
wait for the morning to witness the sunlight
free her mind to feel the long lost love.
fiercefully, she ran through the door
no regrets, left her home alone.
blue and purple paintings on skin
have gone when she dance in the rain.
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 Audrey Haick |
Soft sunlight streams through Nimbus clouds
A sign, a foretaste of coming spring
When hills and fields bring forth rich foliage
From humble green grass to royal heather
Flaunting peacock colors to honor the day
As clouds release their crystalline drops
Lovers’ laughter echoes as they run for shelter
B’neath the old willow tree, they stand; lost in warm embrace
Soon, a hush will fall as sweet jasmine floats
When hungry lips taste the first kiss of spring
Note: For Russell's "Spring Showers" Contest
by Francis J Grasso |
love, passion, sea, sky,
How gently darkness lays itself upon the restless sea
While breezes scented cool and clean, are blowing wild and free
When moonlight's blush fades gradually and hides its ash white face
A thousand candles dimly lit, now frame the soft embrace
All through the night, with spirits bright as shameless dreams unfold
'till sunlight makes the darkness break to show the story told
Tempest waters calm and smooth, stillness now the sea
Sky and water, bound in love... as lovers, you and me
Written April 10, 2016
by Bryn Strudwick |
You stand once more beside the harbour wall
This is the third night I have seen you there.
I watch you from a distance, proud and tall
A shaft of sunlight glinting in your hair
What is it draws you to that spot each day?
What thoughts of sadness occupy your mind?
The memory of a love far, far away,
A yearning for your homeland left behind?
Sad seagulls’ cries provide the only sound;
You reach out, casting something on the sea
And then, oblivious to all around,
You slip away still steeped in mystery
I look down where the water gently flows.
It’s empty save for one dark, crimson rose
by Tim Smith |
Out back on that old tire swing
drifting to and fro in the springtime dusk
reliving childhood memories
she swings and smiles
free as the red breasted robin
singing love songs as she soars
from limb to limb
in the that mighty oak tree
her hair blows silently side to side
dangling ever so softly off her
olive basted silky smooth shoulders
her caramel coloured eyes twinkle
in the fading sunlight
as the fireflies start to sparkle in the auburn sky
I sit quietly drinking my freshly made ice cold lemonade
soaking up all her splendor
knowing I'll be holding her tight tonight
by John Watt |
A forest - sunlight squeezing through the arms
uplifted by its countless ancient trees.
So fortress-like; her inner royal charms
even the time-worn traveler seldom sees.
What culture lies within? What foreign tongue
is chattered nervously by bird and beast?
What joyful hymns of revelry are sung
which, by my drawing near, in fear are ceased?
My love, those hidden parts I find unique
are those which I would most desire to know.
Dark corners which I least wish you to seek -
the very ones you need the light to show.
Though brighter are the colors from outside,
let's pledge to let no hues within us hide.
by Johnny Sumler |
Cupid, why hast thou cursed me with thy bow?
Enchanting my desires and compliments
Unto a woman who seems not to show
The same affections of my hearts contents
Of vibrant colors I pick each a flower
Laying them by her doorsteps where I daze
I dream of her awake at sunlight hour
Kissing her image that my mind displays
Yet I am like the rain above her head
The way she runs away from showered gifts
I never knew inside my heart could shred
Heartbroken by her distant love that drifts
Only if thy arrow and bow had missed
My fate and love for her would not exist
by Sean Swain |
angst, forgiveness, life, love, universe,
If ever beckoned by the broken glass
I offer instantly these scarred hands
Embracing sharpest, cruel edges,
most exquisite lines
upon piercing, jagged, penetrating points
brilliant with dancing sunlight
poured out into a universe benign, hard surfaces
warm in crimson puddles of all I was
And know then –
Broken glass does not love back.
by Andrea Dietrich |
caresses my love’s face
I feel jealous not to be the sun
the night’s stars
look down and shine for him
his eyes reflect their soft glow on me
wafts gently through his hair
gold like wheat and beautiful it is
a cool stream
floats my love’s lithe body
my mind drifts to magic soon to come
Feb. 25, 2021
For Joseph May's Images In Parallel Poetry Contest
by Deb M |
beauty, feelings, love, nature,
I heard the wind quietly whisper your name
I saw your tears fall in the morning rain
I heard your laughter on a spring day crisp and bright
I felt your embrace In the warmth of the sunlight
I heard your wisdom in the lapping of the tide
I felt your love in a magical sunrise
I know you watch over me
I feel it in natures sweet majesty
by James Fraser |
Amidst daisies carnations, roses and greens
By the window she sits in sunlight serene
Her hair tied back shows the prettiest of face
When i see her sitting there, i feel so graced
Many colours she wears but i love her in blue
Whatever colours she wears i love her so true
She turns and looks with those green emerald eyes
Everyday she looks different, everyday a surprise
Amidst daisies carnations, roses and greens
She is everything to me, my princess my queen
by Carolyn Devonshire |
love, nature, seasons
that first peep of the crocus
breaking through frozen earth
longer hours of sunlight
bulbs drawn by brief sensations of warmth
like hearts that had lingered in frozen graves
waiting for gestures of kindness
ice melting, exposing vulnerability
enticing daffodils, hyacinths, lilies
often emerging too early
late frosts wilt blooms
premature buds succumb to April chills
no headstones, no names
only hope remains
perhaps next spring
a longer lifespan awaits
hearts and flowers
willing to face uncertainty again
*For Francine's "Flowers" contest
by Carolyn Devonshire
by Anne-Lise Andresen |
An ocean of papers
A collection of a lifetime
It's not about love letter
Documents and receipts
Paper that has been yellowed
from ancient times
Dust dancing in the sunlight
Everything has to be markuleres
How many kilos
A new generation
Computer world ~ thanks
- A whole week with smiles, memories and tears -
18.08.2015 A-L Andresen :)
Copyright © All Rights Reserved
by Katherine Braithwaite |
happiness, hope, inspirational, love, world, love,
A beam of light passed through my eyes
And showed to me a world disguised
So near,yet far,we do not see,
Unless by gift of grace redeemed.
That world is full of peace and calm
Its colors mingle,like a balm.
In such a moment all thought dies,
Revealing Love which underlies.
Colors caress my naked eyes.
Sunlight blesses new designs.
I stand enthralled,and do not wish
For one delight,other than this.
My breath slows down, and filled with joy,
I rove my eyes with bliss to toy.
Everything is just itself.
This is now my living wealth.
Beneath the noise of city traffic,
This mellow joy,love soporific,
This depth and peace, is always near
When we choose Love and turn from fear
by Millard Lowe |
allegory, emotions, simile, word play, words, writing,
TO A POETIC TIME LAPSE
As the sharp rays
of sunlight slowly sliced
through the tarrying tinted clouds,
I wiped away the web
of darkness of night;
broke off a piece of time
and used it to scrape away
the corrosion of agony
from the heart of my mind...
and resuscitated my eroded faith.
Today I will open
dusty luggage of creativity
and pull out wrinkled war worn words:
etch ebony emotions of long lived life
onto refined pulp of trees;
weave soul stirring songs;
mould scented flowers
of peace and love; justice...
feel the breath of God
warming my serene sweet soul
while feathering the nest
of my pregnant poetic mind.