by Andrea Dietrich |
Categories:
life,
Line of inquiry:
“looking back, I’m ashamed of what I was
I’m different now, though not without flaws
Each crest becomes a trough, as we move on
God slowly steers soul towards a new dawn” - Unseeking Seeker
My future self is a river running.
Time with no end is the course I run.
Things I learned from youth have either
been tossed ashore or absorbed
within my deep waters.
Storms I have endured.
Somewhere in the
middle of
my long
life
I
began
to transform.
I grew deeper
and deeper from all
my experiences.
I am flowing closer now
to the ocean of my rebirth
where I will merge with all God’s rivers
in the bright dawn of his abiding love.
by Bill Baker |
Categories:
emotions, life, pain, river, truth, water, wisdom,
A balance in life can solve the riddle.
To find the balance, start in the middle.
Distractions from the banks may lead us wrong.
Go with the flow where the current is strong.
The banks are sirens calling to our ears,
offering us pleasures relieving fears.
The emotion of love, the fear of pain,
tossing and turning, driving us insane.
Too much pleasure can lead to addiction,
pain and sickness can lead to restriction.
Reject their temptations, stay in the flow,
the river is wise and knows where to go.
Avoid extremes, be content with enough.
Life on the river, no need for the fluff.
by Silent One |
Categories:
grief, lost love,
As sunrise silently
marinaded morningtide meadows,
our lips flowed like two streams,
merging within an exclusive estuary
so we set home upon the river bed.
At first we floated like butterflies in Babylon,
deaf to the squawks of mercenary crows,
blind to the creeping weeds,
which wandered amongst delicate petals
nor did I notice our submerging embankment.
As our estuary began to evaporate,
you left me stranded in the silt and mud.
My heart, once a blossoming garden,
evolved into a wasteland of sedges and sludge.
Still I wait for soothing streams to return,
but all I am left with is marshland of regret
and the silence of the butterflies.
by Mike Bayles |
Categories:
bird, good morning, loneliness, longing, missing you, nature,
The sweet breeze through the window
asks nothing as unseen birds call.
It asks nothing of the sun
as it sweeps across yards,
yet it whispers to waking dreams.
My dreams ask,
Did I love too much?
behind my mind’s eye,
visions
and what do they mean
when we give of ourselves
so fully we are spent.
Now I’m alone.
Canadian geese gather
crowding a path along the river
as the day passes,
so consumed with each other
they ignore the mothers
and children who pass.
A ski jet slaps waves,
and the river breathes.
The gaggle whispers among itself,
and nature speaks a language of her own.
by Victor Buhagiar |
Categories:
bird,
Upon the slow-flowing river,
Suddenly swans
Scud quickly away.
From round the bend I gracefully glide,
I am the queen of them all.
And quickly my king arrives.
The dance of love begins.
We bob our heads, wings quivering,
Necks entwined.
Unruffled snow-white plumage.
In time my eggs are hatched,
Cygnets are so cute.
How quickly they grow.
Now we are a royal family
Suddenly swans.
by Vijay Pandit |
Categories:
romantic, sensual,
Perfumed breaths of rosy breeze
In lyrical refrain of redolent winds
Enamoring your pulse of longing
Compose harmonies euphonic
Strumming verses of heartbeats;
When nightingale sings song of eve
As buoyant river rushes to sea,
Giggling stream, greening prairies,
Voicing passions of iridescent spring.
But it is the moon on opal skies
That seduces your dream of dreams,
Proffering aura of esoteric smile
In covert hints of amorous night,
Lauding quest of allure romantic;
Hypnotizing your zealous soul
Ecstatic in my infatuating words
From song of heart rousing passion,
Crooning tender tunes of love
Tiptoeing to become your world.
by Emile Pinet |
Categories:
break up, emotions, feelings, imagery, love hurts,
Falling in love's magical;
your heart feels like it's on fire.
And your ears only hear hope,
not the words of a liar.
When trust begins to weaken,
hope shores it up with more lies.
And an outpouring of pain
replaces truth as it dies.
Fear gathers up nagging doubts
as they morph into goodbyes.
And failed dreams discreetly drown
in tears spilled from crying eyes.
Let time carry you away;
to where hope outweighs sorrow.
For, like a river, life flows
towards a new tomorrow.
by Daniel Turner |
Categories:
life, seasons,
For years, I've watched my seasons come and go
Beneath the pines along the River Brine
I've drunk my fill of robust summer wine
Survived the stinging lonely winds that blow
Now once again spring brings her color show
Rebirthing beauty by Divine design
And even though my days are in decline
I'll add her mem'ries to next year's bordeaux
The rose inside my heart is in full bloom
Amongst forget-me-nots and memories
A sign to me that love in me abides
Intoxicating me with sweet perfume
Another season blown in on a breeze
That seem to come and go like changing tides.
3/21/2023 Daniel Turner
by Arturo Michael |
Categories:
faith, silence,
Silent Sun
Shines for all to see
Silent moon
Lights the night with stars that never speak
Silent people
Go walking thru their silent world...unheard
Silent voices
Speak of life’s unspoken dreams
Silent hearts
Cry a river of tears onto the sea
Silent Love
Waits patiently for love to be free...naturally
Silent hope
Burns of Fire deep down inside
Silent faith
Know somehow we will survive
Silence be...
In silence of sound I breathe... Silently
by Connie Marcum Wong |
Categories:
autumn, love, nature, sweet love,
I want to merge with this old Yew,
To travel through its rings of time.
Back when it's sprout had just begun
Near Blarney's river so sublime.
Where ivy climbs the castle walls,
A quaint sized foot bridge leads to where,
The old strong Yew still charms today
As autumn chills with crisp clean air.
I felt compelled to climb it's limbs
To sit embraced by its sweet love.
To its spirit, in whispered voice,
I then professed the same thereof.
How strong that memory still keeps
As other trees I've come to know
Bless me with their cool umbrella,
I see that Yew in vigil glow!
© Connie Marcum Wong
by Connie Marcum Wong |
Categories:
river, romantic, water,
Romantic Waters
Romance dwells in moving waters
Cerulean lake lapping the shore...
Moonlight cast across the waves
As the sea sings of passion's amour.
Kayaking on the Russian river
In twilight's softest silhouette...
Feeling the droplets from Niagara
Lovers kiss near romantic falls.
Skinny dipping in an aqua lagoon
To cool before a night of passion.
Lazing next in hot spring waters
Encompassed in aurora's lights.
Lotus blossoms bask in waters
Of loving mem'ries so sublime.
Romance dwells in moving waters
In love straight from Nature's heart.
5-19-2017
by Andrea Dietrich |
Categories:
love,
The moon is a curving flower of gold.
Blue silk is the river below
which gathers sweet Luna’s petal-face glow
And mirrors it in a soft fold.
Delight is the night as we - passion-souled -
sail forth on the ribbon’s smooth flow!
2015 poem
For Julia Ward's Sailing Contest
by Monica Evette |
Categories:
depression, husband, life,
I look at you and I don't want you
Stopped needing your kiss and touch
Needed you to love me for me
Tried to get you to do your part
Make memories and cherish those made
Buried in depression
Covered in guilt and pain
Still I stayed
Looking for a way out
Wanting to be anywhere but here
Going across the bridge I want to drive off
Fly into the sky
Fall into the river below
'Til death do us part
by Charles Fuller |
Categories:
devotion, inspirational, passion, peace,
She is the whispering of the bluest waters
Standing in the stillness she calls to me
Within the sounds of the coursing river
I feel the ease of her comfort washing over me
Consumed by her soft flowing siren song
Cascading down the mountains banks
Waltzing in the descending whitewater
Coming to rest in a cooled pool of her caress
Illumed depths tepid in the evening sun
Enhanced of her life and ardor
Swimming free
Drinking her intoxicating breath exhaling out
My love is the river of azure water
Ever carrying me onward she moves
Whispering…
by Line Gauthier |
Categories:
devotion, inspirational love, prayer, religious, river, spiritual, spring, water,
sung buddhist prayers
released afloat spring rivers
a skyward mist
AP: Honorable Mention 2020
Submitted on March 5, 2018 for contest HAIKU, THEME: WATER sponsored by MICK TALBOT
by Vera Duggan |
Categories:
bird, how i feel, moon, nature,
The birdsong in the morning is so clear
It is a song I love to hear
As the moonbeams kissed the sea
That is where I like to be
The winding river flows it's course
Using mother nature's force
The heat is here, it is so strong
While the Eastern winds they sing their song
by Juli- Michelle |
Categories:
devotion, for him, i love you, sweet love,
Melting through glass like sand through the sea
Burning like fire through the evergreens
When you touch me
Fingers trembling in the extremity
Sprouting to life, a little blossom on a branch
Falling through rocks like an avalanche
When you hold me
My heart flits and flutters incessantly
Floating along a river with a cool summer breeze
Drifting to the heavens under skies like these
When you love me
The heavens and stars are drowned in ecstasy
by Okonkwo Ifeanyichukwu |
Categories:
blessing, care, christian, cute love, friend, friendship, giving,
Love is the wine of life
It intoxicates beyond all
Human boundaries
Love is a pollination agent
It spreads far above all
Races and tongues
Love is an endless river
That flows to all land
The song of love rules
All ears and ages
Our body and soul is tied
Together by love
Love is the best language
In the universe because
Love melts mountains of obstacles
by Connie Marcum Wong |
Categories:
autumn, love, october, passion, poetry, romantic love,
Ardor of Autumn
Wind rolls off the river, chills the bones.
My cheeks are rosy from Chicago's cold.
Now wrapped in warmth inside with tea and scones,
October has my body feeling old.
Yet, I love the views autumn colors bring
The rain that falls upon my window pane,
How nature's timing changes everything,
How death of cold rejuvenates again.
The beauty of this season inspires
Poetry to flow from my hand to pen,
As romantic thoughts of my desires,
Memories of our tender love back when
Our souls first encountered a love so deep,
As I recall those times they make me weep.
10-4-19
~Third Place~
Autumn sonnet Poetry Contest
Sponsored by: John Hamilton
by Stephen Tefft |
Categories:
boat, river, water,
An empty boat pulled up upon the shore
Would slide back into water if it could.
But if it has at some time lost its oar?
Well, just more doldrums that must be withstood.
It’s hard to let go what you love to do,
Especially what you were meant to be.
The river ever flows out of our view.
Our present quickly becomes history.
That doesn’t mean you’re no longer a boat!
Don’t ever let them say you have no worth!
From the beginning you were made to float,
And there is nothing else like you on earth!
So sit now, reminisce upon your shore…
And ponder what the future has in store.
5/15/2019
Picture #2, Life Spent Alone
Choices Poetry Contest
Sponsored by: Sara Kendrick
by L'Nass Shango |
Categories:
friendshipme, me,
O let us meet again to make it right
Bridge me your love to cross
The river flows a torrent tonight
We must restore what time has lost.
O let me try again to know your ways
Graft me upon your soul as light
Forgotten fruits unpicked decays
And blind bats suckle them with delight.
O let us sit together and share a day
The golden hours fade from sight
Words cannot like sawllows ever play
O let us meet again to make it right.
by Deb M |
Categories:
inspirational,
I want to wander through the garden of happiness
Inhale the sweet scent of love
Stroll down the path of kindness
Gaze at the trees of joy swaying above
Meander down to the river of peace
Watch the ripples of compassion flow
Listen to the birds chirping honesty
As the soft wind of humility blows
by Tim Smith |
Categories:
music, sensual,
The tuscan sun dips over the horizon
a river of red flows through the hills
gentle the sounds of love come alive
claiming another montalcino night
Echo the strums silhouetting my soul
soft samba beats calling me home
fragile red petals dance through the air
an illusion of light, lifts me away
Vivere attraverso la musica floating
tender touch serenades to the moon
attraction filters a sensual perception
and hearts twirl as every note's inhaled
by Mike Gentile |
Categories:
dream, happiness, how i feel, peace,
Where is my Moon river
To carry me away
Where nothing can bemoan me
And sun forever shines
Gliding every cradled wave
Every mellow tune
And leaving hate behind me
For lands of only love
Where is my Moon River
My floating paradise
Where pain does not exist
And minds are safe to wander
Dreaming is my guide now
I know it can come true
That one day we’ll be free
As one, we’ll sail away
by Bill Baker |
Categories:
giving, introspection, love, metaphor, nature, poetry, spiritual,
Nurture the virtues of your eternal soul,
those attributes that are eternal.
Share your best, make it your goal,
let them manifest from the internal.
Let others see what will unfold,
as it extends from within to the external.
Share the creative energy, as you’ve been told,
open your mind like a ripe kernel.
Allow your thoughts to flow like a river,
share your gifts, be a giver.
Don’t hold back, it’s time to deliver,
use all the arrows in your quiver.
Nothing you’re given is meant to be held,
and never a time for talents to be shelved.