Poetry competition CLOSED 17th July 2014 8:58pm
WINNER
flowergirl
flowergirl
DU Member Rain 1 Courtel
Anonymous
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I want to thank you so much for setting up and posting this for me Madame! So sweet of you!
Special thank you to Grace for her behind the scene attempts at helping me resolve this comp issue. You ladies are awesome! Poetic love~ Xo
Special thank you to Grace for her behind the scene attempts at helping me resolve this comp issue. You ladies are awesome! Poetic love~ Xo
Anonymous
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LIKE SUMMER RAIN
http://www.summerrainband.com/images/SummerRainBand.jpg
She is gentle like a summer rain
Whose wisdom feeds my brain
Every single word she pens
Slowly seeps through my vein
If ambrosia is food for the Gods,
then her poems are food for my thoughts!
Her contrite soul speaks against haughtiness
Which behooves a poet with tenderness
Her words full of vivid imagery
Are like paintings in a gallery
Her love poems are lyrics to a song
While I read them I try to sing along
As the sounds come pitter-patter…
In cadence with the summer rain
http://www.summerrainband.com/images/SummerRainBand.jpg
She is gentle like a summer rain
Whose wisdom feeds my brain
Every single word she pens
Slowly seeps through my vein
If ambrosia is food for the Gods,
then her poems are food for my thoughts!
Her contrite soul speaks against haughtiness
Which behooves a poet with tenderness
Her words full of vivid imagery
Are like paintings in a gallery
Her love poems are lyrics to a song
While I read them I try to sing along
As the sounds come pitter-patter…
In cadence with the summer rain
EngrVV said:LIKE SUMMER RAIN
She is gentle like a summer rain
Whose wisdom feeds my brain
Every single word she pens
Slowly seeps through my vein
If ambrosia is food for the Gods,
then her poems are food for my thoughts!
Her contrite soul speaks against haughtiness
Which behooves a poet with tenderness
Her words full of vivid imagery
Are like paintings in a gallery
Her love poems are lyrics to a song
While I read them I try to sing along
As the sounds come pitter-patter…
In cadence with the summer rain
The rain in the summer time, oh how the cool moisture feels against skin.
“If ambrosia is food for the Gods,
then her poems are food for my thoughts! <- I love that!
This is beautiful, Vic! Thank you, I’m flattered! Xo
She is gentle like a summer rain
Whose wisdom feeds my brain
Every single word she pens
Slowly seeps through my vein
If ambrosia is food for the Gods,
then her poems are food for my thoughts!
Her contrite soul speaks against haughtiness
Which behooves a poet with tenderness
Her words full of vivid imagery
Are like paintings in a gallery
Her love poems are lyrics to a song
While I read them I try to sing along
As the sounds come pitter-patter…
In cadence with the summer rain
The rain in the summer time, oh how the cool moisture feels against skin.
“If ambrosia is food for the Gods,
then her poems are food for my thoughts! <- I love that!
This is beautiful, Vic! Thank you, I’m flattered! Xo
Anonymous
This is my spot. . .So I will be back
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Anonymous
PSALM of RAIN
Faintly falling
Drops of ink
Forming pages
A fountain of floating formations
Circle of waves crushing the shores
Azure light, and opaque flames of foam
As gentle drops start to fall
Over dancing seaweeds, shaking the spirits free
Of seahorses and sirens ,that sing with their sounds
Starlight, she brings when the rain starts to fall
Traveling from dawn to twilight
All will be cleansed
Veiled through her delicate light
Crowned by her radiance
Tender tokens from her hands
Her essence as deep as the bottomless seas
As the Rain travels through the skies
It is of knowing, the waters understand
Carved by the scriptures
Formed by Her hands
(with love an admiration, for RainC, poetess, artist, wise woman of Deep Underground
Faintly falling
Drops of ink
Forming pages
A fountain of floating formations
Circle of waves crushing the shores
Azure light, and opaque flames of foam
As gentle drops start to fall
Over dancing seaweeds, shaking the spirits free
Of seahorses and sirens ,that sing with their sounds
Starlight, she brings when the rain starts to fall
Traveling from dawn to twilight
All will be cleansed
Veiled through her delicate light
Crowned by her radiance
Tender tokens from her hands
Her essence as deep as the bottomless seas
As the Rain travels through the skies
It is of knowing, the waters understand
Carved by the scriptures
Formed by Her hands
(with love an admiration, for RainC, poetess, artist, wise woman of Deep Underground
Rain Drops on my Head
Let me live within your poems
Where your words begin as babbling brooks
That flow after Springs misty rains
Make me breathe in every vowel sound you speak
And exhale consonants across your curves
Your rain washes through my expanding veins
Spray my lips with your rainbow shower
Drizzle chocolate drops of melted coco butter
Swirled in with my Cool Whip cream
Your tornado rages all over me
As your hurricane of passion lays waste to my bones
The scent of hot fudge floods my head
Leaving my senses all for dead
Until your lightning strikes my chest
Reawakening my beatless heart
After lightning sparks my heart soon burns
Renewing the pulsing surge of blood
Flooding the halls of my brainless head
I wish to reside on your street of thunder storms
Where cloudbursts pour the heavens dry
Rain down on me from your torrential skies
And gaze upon me with Tararential eyes
Blow me away with the wind of your words
Escaping from your gripping lips
Gasping for air beneath your pounding waves
More Rain, more Rain cum down on me!
(From the bottom of my Rain barrel, JJ)
Let me live within your poems
Where your words begin as babbling brooks
That flow after Springs misty rains
Make me breathe in every vowel sound you speak
And exhale consonants across your curves
Your rain washes through my expanding veins
Spray my lips with your rainbow shower
Drizzle chocolate drops of melted coco butter
Swirled in with my Cool Whip cream
Your tornado rages all over me
As your hurricane of passion lays waste to my bones
The scent of hot fudge floods my head
Leaving my senses all for dead
Until your lightning strikes my chest
Reawakening my beatless heart
After lightning sparks my heart soon burns
Renewing the pulsing surge of blood
Flooding the halls of my brainless head
I wish to reside on your street of thunder storms
Where cloudbursts pour the heavens dry
Rain down on me from your torrential skies
And gaze upon me with Tararential eyes
Blow me away with the wind of your words
Escaping from your gripping lips
Gasping for air beneath your pounding waves
More Rain, more Rain cum down on me!
(From the bottom of my Rain barrel, JJ)
Mourganna said:PSALM of RAIN
Faintly falling
Drops of ink
Forming pages
A fountain of floating formations
Circle of waves crushing the shores
Azure light, and opaque flames of foam
As gentle drops start to fall
Over dancing seaweeds, shaking the spirits free
Of seahorses and sirens ,that sing with their sounds
Starlight, she brings when the rain starts to fall
Traveling from dawn to twilight
All will be cleansed
Veiled through her delicate light
Crowned by her radiance
Tender tokens from her hands
Her essence as deep as the bottomless seas
As the Rain travels through the skies
It is of knowing, the waters understand
Carved by the scriptures
Formed by Her hands
(with love an admiration, for RainC, poetess, artist, wise woman of Deep Underground
Le Fay, this was beautiful! So placid, tranquil and soft.
I'm so flattered by your kind words, thank you!
"As the Rain travels through the skies
It is of knowing, the waters understand
Carved by the scriptures
Formed by Her hands"<-- I just adore these lines! Xo
Faintly falling
Drops of ink
Forming pages
A fountain of floating formations
Circle of waves crushing the shores
Azure light, and opaque flames of foam
As gentle drops start to fall
Over dancing seaweeds, shaking the spirits free
Of seahorses and sirens ,that sing with their sounds
Starlight, she brings when the rain starts to fall
Traveling from dawn to twilight
All will be cleansed
Veiled through her delicate light
Crowned by her radiance
Tender tokens from her hands
Her essence as deep as the bottomless seas
As the Rain travels through the skies
It is of knowing, the waters understand
Carved by the scriptures
Formed by Her hands
(with love an admiration, for RainC, poetess, artist, wise woman of Deep Underground
Le Fay, this was beautiful! So placid, tranquil and soft.
I'm so flattered by your kind words, thank you!
"As the Rain travels through the skies
It is of knowing, the waters understand
Carved by the scriptures
Formed by Her hands"<-- I just adore these lines! Xo
Poetryman said:Rain Drops on my Head
Let me live within your poems
Where your words begin as babbling brooks
That flow after Springs misty rains
Make me breathe in every vowel sound you speak
And exhale consonants across your curves
Your rain washes through my expanding veins
Spray my lips with your rainbow shower
Drizzle chocolate drops of melted coco butter
Swirled in with my Cool Whip cream
Your tornado rages all over me
As your hurricane of passion lays waste to my bones
The scent of hot fudge floods my head
Leaving my senses all for dead
Until your lightning strikes my chest
Reawakening my beatless heart
After lightning sparks my heart soon burns
Renewing the pulsing surge of blood
Flooding the halls of my brainless head
I wish to reside on your street of thunder storms
Where cloudbursts pour the heavens dry
Rain down on me from your torrential skies
And gaze upon me with Tararential eyes
Blow me away with the wind of your words
Escaping from your gripping lips
Gasping for air beneath your pounding waves
More Rain, more Rain cum down on me!
(From the bottom of my Rain barrel, JJ)
Wow! I have no words! Speechless by the way you weave these words with such intensity and beauty.
Stunning imagery, JJ! I'm so very humbled by your kind and sincere poem! Too many lines to pick a favorite but if I had to, then it would be:
"As your hurricane of passion lays waste to my bones"<-It just hooked me! Thank you so much! Xo
Let me live within your poems
Where your words begin as babbling brooks
That flow after Springs misty rains
Make me breathe in every vowel sound you speak
And exhale consonants across your curves
Your rain washes through my expanding veins
Spray my lips with your rainbow shower
Drizzle chocolate drops of melted coco butter
Swirled in with my Cool Whip cream
Your tornado rages all over me
As your hurricane of passion lays waste to my bones
The scent of hot fudge floods my head
Leaving my senses all for dead
Until your lightning strikes my chest
Reawakening my beatless heart
After lightning sparks my heart soon burns
Renewing the pulsing surge of blood
Flooding the halls of my brainless head
I wish to reside on your street of thunder storms
Where cloudbursts pour the heavens dry
Rain down on me from your torrential skies
And gaze upon me with Tararential eyes
Blow me away with the wind of your words
Escaping from your gripping lips
Gasping for air beneath your pounding waves
More Rain, more Rain cum down on me!
(From the bottom of my Rain barrel, JJ)
Wow! I have no words! Speechless by the way you weave these words with such intensity and beauty.
Stunning imagery, JJ! I'm so very humbled by your kind and sincere poem! Too many lines to pick a favorite but if I had to, then it would be:
"As your hurricane of passion lays waste to my bones"<-It just hooked me! Thank you so much! Xo
Rain ©
By Mike Stewart
Explain the source?
when it rains, it pours
As she explains her course
It is evident
that her mind-
is elegant
with what it stores...... & relevant.
i.e.
O:-) straight up angel.
=
so when she writes?
its evident
...that her beuty
exists in her words
and I read one
then need seconds & thirds
& I can see how
she reflects when it hurts
And I am glad
she gets respect
She DESERVES
Basically, she has a
magical mind
And her poetry
flows from the crest of her find.
She never fakes, when she hits a topic;
rain©:
No matter you write
Your blessed, please.don't ever stop it
much <3...
Stand apart from the cruel
You own a great soul
whose taken, to make all
Your poems,
To leave your spirit felt
Rain C:
your sincerely felt
bless you
Sincerly,
Madintellect
xo
the end
thanks for hosting Madame L
I enjoyed it
cheers
By Mike Stewart
Explain the source?
when it rains, it pours
As she explains her course
It is evident
that her mind-
is elegant
with what it stores...... & relevant.
i.e.
O:-) straight up angel.
=
so when she writes?
its evident
...that her beuty
exists in her words
and I read one
then need seconds & thirds
& I can see how
she reflects when it hurts
And I am glad
she gets respect
She DESERVES
Basically, she has a
magical mind
And her poetry
flows from the crest of her find.
She never fakes, when she hits a topic;
rain©:
No matter you write
Your blessed, please.don't ever stop it
much <3...
Stand apart from the cruel
You own a great soul
whose taken, to make all
Your poems,
To leave your spirit felt
Rain C:
your sincerely felt
bless you
Sincerly,
Madintellect
xo
the end
thanks for hosting Madame L
I enjoyed it
cheers
Madintellect said:Rain ©
By Mike Stewart
Explain the source?
when it rains, it pours
As she explains her course
It is evident
that her mind-
is elegant
with what it stores...... & relevant.
i.e.
O:-) straight up angel.
=
so when she writes?
its evident
...that her beuty
exists in her words
and I read one
then need seconds & thirds
& I can see how
she reflects when it hurts
And I am glad
she gets respect
She DESERVES
Basically, she has a
magical mind
And her poetry
flows from the crest of her find.
She never fakes, when she hits a topic;
rain©:
No matter you write
Your blessed, please.don't ever stop it
much <3...
Stand apart from the cruel
You own a great soul
whose taken, to make all
Your poems,
To leave your spirit felt
Rain C:
your sincerely felt
bless you
Sincerly,
Madintellect
xo
the end
thanks for hosting Madame L
I enjoyed it
cheers
Wow! Madintellect, I wasn't expecting this lovely ink from you.
I'm pleasantly shocked and so very appreciative!
Such warm sentiments, I'm truly touched! Thank you for the sweet entry....
By Mike Stewart
Explain the source?
when it rains, it pours
As she explains her course
It is evident
that her mind-
is elegant
with what it stores...... & relevant.
i.e.
O:-) straight up angel.
=
so when she writes?
its evident
...that her beuty
exists in her words
and I read one
then need seconds & thirds
& I can see how
she reflects when it hurts
And I am glad
she gets respect
She DESERVES
Basically, she has a
magical mind
And her poetry
flows from the crest of her find.
She never fakes, when she hits a topic;
rain©:
No matter you write
Your blessed, please.don't ever stop it
much <3...
Stand apart from the cruel
You own a great soul
whose taken, to make all
Your poems,
To leave your spirit felt
Rain C:
your sincerely felt
bless you
Sincerly,
Madintellect
xo
the end
thanks for hosting Madame L
I enjoyed it
cheers
Wow! Madintellect, I wasn't expecting this lovely ink from you.
I'm pleasantly shocked and so very appreciative!
Such warm sentiments, I'm truly touched! Thank you for the sweet entry....
