by Poet Destroyer A |
Categories:
beauty, immigration, magic, metaphor, pride, summer, sun,
~Sun Dancing~
Bright yellow sparks glisten around the landscape
Sheer environment expose
Warmth slinks down every step
So-- Invigorating
Spur-like rays muster in long light
The wolves wait to howl
Soon--Bunch of flowers
Huddle in with sunlit love
Luminous rave
By; pd
by Lu Loo |
Categories:
emotions, lost love, passion,
Beneath the sunlit sky I see your face,
and in that moment you reveal your touch-
I feel the way you’ve mastered your embrace,
and through the night your passion is as such.
Above the twilit moon I need your kiss,
I beg of you to keep my secret safe-
For when away your fondness I do miss,
and as we said we need our tender faith.
The way the spark is lit beneath the sheets,
reveals the gentle ways you swiftly trace
my body like a sketch down to my feet,
for in your arms is where I leave my lace.
Before the Lord made man you loved me so-
But now it’s time for me to let you go.
October 21, 2016
by Lin Lane |
Categories:
ireland,
Sunlit days I spent on the moor
Sweet Summer heather scents allure
Bathing in waves on Dublin's shore
Aye, Irish lore Aye, Irish lore
Crumbling castles on exhibit
Pricey ticket; warm day visit
Guinness stout without a limit
Tastes exquisite Tastes exquisite
Stung by wild bees in clover leaves
Winded, needed the help of sheaves
Love for Ireland my heart now weaves
And soon it grieves And soon it grieves
Time has come for vacation's end
And Summer's days with Autumn's blend
When I close my eyes and pretend
In dreams I wend In dreams I wend
by Rhonda Johnson-Saunders |
Categories:
faith, prayer, sky,
On silky sky, a silent prayer
for God and love and stars live there.
In light of sun and milky moon,
in depths of dark and crests of dune,
where sunlit gems meet farthest seas,
where rainbow’s hues meet gentlest breeze,
to love on high His majesty,
to fully bask in His glory,
to greet the clouds and welcome rain,
to hear the joy in thunder’s refrain,
to know this love resides within,
so once closed hearts can share, opened.
A silent prayer on silky sky
becomes a song to God on high.
by Michael Dom |
Categories:
desire, love, lust, sensual, woman,
She is the liquid night
The fluid obsidian chalice
She engulfs me
Her breath is frangipani
It is the air I breathe
She permeates me
In her starlit vision
In her saltiness
She inspires me
She is in lahara
The gifts she bares
She subdues me
Her laughter is gold
It is the sunlit day
She uncovers me
In her swaying presence
In her sand strewn hair
She desires me
She is the fallow earth
The orgasmic humus bed
She gestates me
Her touch is dewpoint
It wets my thirst
She precipitates me
In her silken sweat
In her pounding pulse
She receives me
Contest: Limerence theme
by Elizabeth Wesley |
Categories:
love,
Wind blows the branches
Crimson leaves fall;
Dark shadows dance
On the sunlit wall.
The wind softly whispers
Secrets to the trees;
Then I'm reminded
Of much more than these.
In the grey twilight
When ever I meet you;
The trees are more crimson
And the sky is more blue.
When the wind calls her song
In forgotten skies;
Would it be wrong
If we were not wise?
by Kash Poet |
Categories:
love, romance,
A sunlight girl
with sunny smile
years ago
in my life,
shining bright
like Sunrays
trapping my
chlorophyll days!
In and out
day and night
of my heart's
secret room,
all those days
sunny Sundays
Christmas nights
no darkness!
Remembering her
sunlit face
in this wet
rainbow noon,
after a fresh
damsel rain
walking down
memory lane!
Sunlight girl
where are you?
I need now
smiling face,
give me back
bright Sunrays
bring back my
chlorophyll days!
© kashinath karmakar
by Richard Lamoureux |
Categories:
first love,
She held my hand, beneath a tree
Leaning forward, a kiss so sweet
The taste of her, like Cherry Coke
Sunlit beauty a gorgeous smile
Beneath a tree a kiss so sweet
I pulled her near, wanting her close
Pretty brown eyes, looked into mine
As time stood still, my heart quickened
Gentle breezes lifted her dress
A kiss so sweet, like Cherry Coke
Some memories, will never fade
Me just a boy, she was sixteen
A lovely part of yesterday
I lose myself there for a while
A gorgeous smile, she held my hand
A modified Eileenesque Poem.
by Connie Marcum Wong |
Categories:
moon, sun,
Luna shares her sunlit surface
With the night
Knowing she depends on her
Love, for light.
For eons they have shared the
Sky in space,
As both share with Earth their
Power and grace.
Sol controls the four seasons
That he guides.
Luna sways our moods along
With ocean tides.
Both are needed for our dear
Earth to thrive.
Let’s give thanks for God's creations
And being alive.
© Connie Marcum Wong
Note:
On Monday, Nov. 14 2016 Earthlings will be treated to a so-called supermoon - the closest full moon of the year.Monday's supermoon will be extra super - it will be the closest the moon comes to us in nearly 69 years since 1948.
by Eve Roper |
Categories:
god, spiritual,
Love
Come; sit for a bit
on sunlit verdant coverlet
with uncluttered mind
Welcome sweet Wisdom,
and let the Word
sow blossoms of Love.
Gardener’s incessant
sun-shower
nourish the fruit
of the kingdom
as roots bore deep
Leaves greet the heavens
enduring special grace
inviting my soul
reflecting its rainbow
3/31/2017
by Harry Horsman |
Categories:
sad love,
Frequent the Showers
Feeds the rain deep in one’s heart…
Gone the sunlit smile
Now no rainbow resides here
Just the rhythm of the pain.
by Evelyn Judy Buehler |
Categories:
animal, beauty, bird, color, flower, morning, sun,
Red rooster is crowing, perched on a split rail fence,
In the bloom of a rosy dawn, when all nature is tense.
In the chocolate colored trees, of the emerald leaves,
Baby bluebirds are cheeping, to the spicy warm breeze.
The flowers bob and curtsey, with many colorful cheers,
In a love affair that's endured, ages of sunlit years!
Purple shadows are drifting, the world partially awake,
And it's still a shadowy mystery, what destiny will make.
Perky squirrels are scampering, the sun is on his way,
Sweet life is beginning again, for it's a brand new day!
by Matthew Anish |
Categories:
joy, sun, urban,
Sun beaming down its loving rays
on Gotham
New York City - in particular the Lower East Side
is "where it's at"
This fine venue
allopws me to "express myself"
Joy
Peace
Happiness
Love are combining to
"light up" the residents of NYC
Read and write verse!
Use your imagination!
I will now sip green tea
take joy in the heart of the metropolis
I invite all 9 million or so residents
To enjoy this sunlit morning with me
by Anthony Biaanco |
Categories:
love,
I've traipsed down a cobble of your path.
If you're ever lost, forgotten or misstep
I'll surely spruce up a room for you.
It'll be on the mundane -humble side
but safe-warm and welcoming
like in a child's sunlit dream.
I can cloak the well-worn floor
with a pattern of your choice.
There'll be no rent (of judgement).
Only a gray shoulder to stain
with the colors of your
desperation and heaviness.
We'll whisper of the misty past
untangle the present and its jaggedness
pan the gold from the slag of tomorrow.
I'll gently lay a patch upon
that blue chip in your heart
for I love you immensely
you can stay forever if you wish
dear heart
by Gershon Wolf |
Categories:
home, love, woman,
Woven into the fibers of every rug
Burnished in the grains of hardwood floors
Shining in the panes of sunlit windows
Carved into great oaken doors
Gleaming in newly polished silver chalice
A recipe of love, a woman's dearest wish
In the pride of her kitchen, aglow on each utensil
Baked into her every dinner's dish
by Steve Lavelle |
Categories:
absence, betrayal, grief, heartbroken, loss, lost love, sad,
There was a time I swear it’s true
When all the roads that led to you
Were leafy lanes and sunlit avenues
And every bird in every tree
Announced this joy triumphantly
The world had a perfect symmetry
It ends just like it begins
I feel the ground under me spin
Until I’m on the outside looking in
As the penny drops into a slot
It turns a key that fits a lock
And opens up a door right under me
And suddenly
I’m falling
And as all colours lose their hue
As all lines fall out of true
The only sound I can hear
Is the slow, slow turn of the screw
Is the slow, slow turn of the screw
by Harry Horsman |
Categories:
miss you,
Oh the wondrous glow of an English Rose
seductive she glides along foreign skies,
words that are spoken in this tongue she chose
whence where she will dwell amidst sunlit sighs.
But what of the love she doth leave behind
subdued in the humus of his desire,
a stringent veil of secrecy so blind
creates a fabric entity of fire.
The candle burns low his autumn of life
when stood at the gate of fearful goodbyes,
upon a tropical romance so rife
chance an English fragrance with Spanish eyes.
Still through woeful tears he scans a Jet plane
waits thereof her return to ease his pain....
© Harry J Horsman 2013
by Daniel Turner |
Categories:
beautiful, beauty, love, mountains, nature,
I've seen the Rocky Mountains
From Alberta to New Mexico
Heavenly reaching cathedrals
Rock walls like stained glass windows
Death Valley's crystalline sands
Sparkle like moonlit seas
Red orange cactus roses
Saguaro and Joshua Trees
Green meadows covered with weeds
Deep purple to crimson red
Melting in waves of heat
Reflecting in lakes where they bled
Looked out, over Niagara Falls
Sunlit mist of every hue
Thousand Islands, covered with snow
In The St Lawrence of indigo blue
Multicolored hot air balloons
Floating lazily 'cross baby blue skies
But the place most beautiful to me
Is here, with you by my side
an original poem by Daniel Turner
by Rhonda Johnson-Saunders |
Categories:
birth, kiss, nature, seasons, spring,
As solemn winter days recede,
and snow dissolves for verdant trees,
leaves sprout in awe of season’s sun,
rising to heights of a wren’s song.
Then, reach with budding, fertile limbs,
and cradle fragile eggs within.
The sunlit charms come days of March,
and April’s soft, refreshing rain,
together grow spring’s miracle,
the boisterous floral birth of May;
And I conspire with warm winds,
to relive spring’s bright days of youth.
When blooming love was carved then shared
a kiss below gold, honey skies.
by Michael Walker |
Categories:
romantic, sorry, sweet, uplifting,
You're the love of my life, and the fire in my soul.
You make my life whole.
I'm sorry if I made you cry.
Please forgive me, and let me lift your heart into a bright sunlit sky.
Let me place a smile on your face, a kiss to your lips.
Let the sadness leave no trace. Let me suffer the whips.
I love you.
by Declan Molloy |
Categories:
history, remember,
Noisy Little monkey
Techno junkie, clever monkey
Australopithecine
Habilis in magic mist
Little Lucy's dream
Swingers in city sky
*****erectus being
sunlit opposing thumbs
sad bipedal thing...
Flint knapper back stabber
rapping dancer man
tippers, dark skin tappers
ancient mountain clans
Neanderthal folk dying oak
river crashing sounds
rumbling in that stormy pass
above ancestral ground
Searching warming grass
Silent monkeys dared
Invented gods of love and fear
hung them in the stars
Remember fingers in winter corn
Oh warriors of the plain long lost
Sapient kings of a dying earth
just shadows in approaching dusk
by Gary Bateman |
Categories:
emotions, feelings, god, love, metaphor, passion, romance,
Our Winter Love
We walk sweetly on the fresh snow,
this sunlit morn all bright and white;
making snowballs as we now go.
We walk sweetly on the fresh snow.
Nature’s snow makes our love now grow!
Our love’s alchemic and so right!
We walk sweetly on the fresh snow,
this sunlit morn all bright and white!
Gary Bateman, Copyright © All Rights Reserved,
November 19, 2015 (Triolet)
by Thomas Martin |
Categories:
brother, music,
My brother, Kim, had great hands for playing the piano. With one hand he had a spread of more than octave. Almost every afternoon, I overheard him practice easy tunes at first, like ‘Carry me Back to Old Virginia’ or a simplified version of Beethoven's ‘Ode to Joy.’
As he progressed to more complicated pieces, I slowly became aware that although technically outstanding, he had no true feel for the music! He just practiced out of duty to our mother rather any real love.
sunlit window
scales when he wanted
to be playing baseball
Published - Cattails - Winter - 2016
by Michael Coy |
Categories:
pets,
I love to watch you snoring by the fire,
ensconced between my feet. The heating’s on,
so bask in luxury, my little one.
That seized-up hip and generous spare tyre
mean you’ll not venture out. Those days are gone!
But when all else has fled, hope still remains.
Those twitching paws still sing the timeless song,
and in your dreams you’re limber, virile, strong,
cavorting lithely over sunlit plains,
pursuing sparrows one vast summer long.
by Michael Dom |
Categories:
holiday, romantic,
It was good, together, with all of us
You and me, nothing held in reserve
We talked, argued and cried
Laughed and swore, in love and anger
Nights and days, sleeping or standing
Close and aways, no longer alone
Lae, Goroka and Simbu, pictures and stories
For show and tell, muggy warm, wet cold
Bright sunlit days, overcast and windy
Sleepy long bus rides, tiring walks
Short tempers, long apologies
Hands as instruments hurt, healed and held
Far far away now, but still holding me close.
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