A thought inspired gives birth to form
Images follow and the pen begins to quiver
Writing flows forth with rhyming transform
Sonnet, villanelle or a couplet sliver
A need for expression with lyrical feel
Profound emotions in succinct detail
Straight from the heart it emerges real
From strong and savage to delicate and frail
Well-chosen words describe topic best
Without superfluous syllables making a mess
Supportive of getting things off of my chest
Of politics, beliefs and myriad thoughts of distress
Accommodating too of my love of earth’s scenery
Words take their places for describing its splendor
And of love, hate, death…life, growing and greenery
Endless, limitless…I’m a poetical contender
Sharing this with Poets United: Poetry Pantry # 111: http://poetryblogroll.blogspot.com/2012/08/poetry-pantry-111.html
Gay Reiser Cannon invites us to write a poem on poetry at dVerse Poets: http://dversepoets.com/2012/07/12/poetry-on-poetry/
Posted by Bodhirose on July 12, 2012
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Scattering terrified squirrels
Eye, one-pointed intent
This is a word cinquain poem.
Posted by Bodhirose on October 18, 2010
The harsh, chilling freeze
Slowly warms into the spring’s
First hint of dewdrops
Left unfrozen upon the
Daffodil, poppy and rose.
Posted by Bodhirose on October 10, 2010
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vanishes with the sunrise
and the dawning dew.
Posted by Bodhirose on October 5, 2010
The dream was so vivid,
had I dreamt it before?
The images were haunting
and taunting me so.
A feeling of sarcasm,
of ridicule and shame–
foggily surrounding me
moving in and out of the frame.
Danger was lurking
but the face was familiar,
he’s not to be trusted
this “dream” man once so desirable.
Posted by Bodhirose on October 3, 2010
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Tossing and turning
in the lingering mugginess of a summer’s night,
sleep is elusive.
Positioning myself in the moonbeam pattern of light
playing across the bed,
I somehow now seem cooler there.
Staring out through the window, far up into the sky,
I search for comfort, a savior–
there is none where I rest.
The loneliness gathers me up
and embraces me fully–
sorrow catches in my throat
as I muffle my sobs.
Dear God, where are you–
my prayer beseeches.
I’m lonely, so alone,
no one sees me…
Posted by Bodhirose on September 30, 2010
Step by step I journey through this life,
climbing countless and steep mountains
of one foot after the other.
Only to stumble and go tumbling down
to come to the place of where I now rest.
Go on, go on,
keep up, keep up!
No matter the deep, depressive darkness
that may envelop me,
or the brilliant light of peaceful knowing,
I am be-coming…
at the perfect pace.
Posted by Bodhirose on September 23, 2010