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w a v e l e n g t h . . . a n g e l
sunlight filling up the store
falling in through window/door
falling on the angel there
adiorned in black
whom I adore
Pale skin and tiny hands
the flaxen hair
and tender smile
her eyes are the colour
of heaven
the soft radiant blue
a most amazing hue
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Esker
Wed, 2012-08-22 23:34
Lucky Thirteen is so lucky
and when I wheel in there on my wheels
for coffee or Bunni's treats and shes on shift
it finishs off a day... there are rewards in life
sometimes..there are rays of sunlight
and visions come to life..
(for all muses)
Ian.T
Thu, 2012-08-23 04:12
Steve
There are many things that make the world seem a wonderful place and it seems that you have just told us of this one, beautifully, Yours Ian.T
Typo:- Line 4 adorned, keep me out of it lol.
Either your fingers are large or the keyboard small ???
.
There are a million reasons to believe in yourself,
So find more reasons to believe in others..
Esker
Thu, 2012-08-23 08:44
I type at night with just the monitor glow
and I need glasses now But its a typo!!
Thank You
Esker
Thu, 2012-08-23 21:21
Evening Lonnie!
I had not done a rhyme poem for like ever here
just kept at the free verse and then knocked a
few off... If anyone knows Edgar Allen Poe or
John Milton of the ancient english variety
They are all rhyme people...so that was a clue
from before..
Thank You
pleiades
Thu, 2012-08-23 22:15
ah wf...the lovelies will
ah wf...the lovelies will always beckon, eh?
(numero uno remember though...)
a gentle, almost tender progression of
personal observation and admiration
the rhyme suits this write
your
m
xx
Esker
Thu, 2012-08-23 22:19
You M are my "Star"
its your vast intellect and quiet hold
in the seas of tempest and calm
how you walked me along
the wretched ruin of times then
suppose there was a time when I
thought..Hmm maybe I cannot write
Rhyme..BUT guess thats not true!!
Guess I CAN write rhyme
A Bow to you Dear M
Your wf
xx
pleiades
Thu, 2012-08-23 22:27
i've read a few of yours that
i've read a few of yours that have occasional rhyme...i like it
in your work
rather unusual for me, as i don't like rhyme as a rule.
your use of ryme however, has never seemed forced to me, in
any way. it's as all your words are; flowing, natural, almost
stream of consciousness at times
that kind of writing always has
a ring of truth that other styles can
often lack
xx
Esker
Sun, 2012-08-26 03:21
Dearest XX
stream of consxiousness
never ending thoughts on broadcast mode
Output
this world is full of dazzlers and dullards
and I sometimes do a spit and polish on
these old gems with the classic take
of rhyme
we were semi poor and my cousin was wealthy
mon oncle prez of a world large company
but then on his way up
Finch in Toronto when It was still provincial
practically
his family childhood books from an older brother
and then younger sister were the Dr Seuss
books
Abstract beyond mere facts to me
incredible reading then
and yet Miltons works are following the
same template rules
Go Cats Go
and Brave Lucideous
rolling along in their gait
and bravado
Im glad you find my works natural
they come from good masters
and influence
Thank You
pleiades
Sat, 2012-08-25 22:49
p.s.
p.s.
you also use rhyme sparingly, rather like a master chef would season a dish...
just enough to enhance and bring out all the other flavours, but never
overpower the main ingredient
Esker
Sat, 2012-08-25 23:11
Balance my M
People bore easily of Boars
heavy handed recipes
the main ingredient!
My you do have intuition
rhyme for me was never clickety clack
down the rail tracks
that put me to sleep
but the odd uneven sometimes
the lull
give it mystery
make people think
Poetry is not a drive through window
self explanatory
but of the sense
the spirit
the intuition
psycopathy of taste would find it bland
Your comments make me hungry
and I have a thirst for your words
if I may
may I have.....
"more"
(your "W")
Esker
Sat, 2012-08-25 12:17
guess all that reading paid off
I liked that I just never wrote a Rhyme poem so long here
all the music I listen to
and classical books of poetry I've read
intuitively I just picked it up
and the creative gift for writing
culled a lot of bad poetry I wrote for awhile
subtle poems seemed to last for me
coming from you and your ability to write with such
clarity as you do and pace in your poems
this is a great compliment of my work
Thank You
weirdelf
Sat, 2012-08-25 22:17
Your poem rocked my world in a bad way
I used to fall in love every day
where have I lost my way?
But a beautiful poem, I must say
I have gone astray
cheers,
Jess
A new workshop on the most important element of poetry-
'Rhythm and Meter in Poetry'
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Esker
Sat, 2012-08-25 22:31
Off days and cloudy bottoms
I believe in myself....if I keep at something that I cant get
I know sooner or later I will
I had a worlds weight on me telling me I was no good
they still call to blame me for stuff
Getting mileage out of me
Live a Mythical life and its a public nuisance at times
but it has its charmed days
I did not remain in a church my life
nor give service I did not have a family
that indolently kept their faith while the
rest of life fell apart either
I have never spent time much in the woods
other then the forays through it
about in it fearful and respectul that the true
animals in there belong there and I am
but a two legged visiting
but I had my spiritual side with me all along
and still do
saw too many strange things and had things
occur that had no real rational reason for occurrence
I dont question it
I go with it
I can intuitively feel it
at times
and Ive lost so much that I dont care if I sit
at the table of life or fate knowing I may
lose again
what I have won money cannot buy
nor is it handed freely
love and respect
amazing times still
weirdelf
Sat, 2012-08-25 22:40
I have completely lost my spiritual side, a complete atheist
it is just psychology, but useful.
Then again, sometimes I see elves playing in the trees,
I adore watching beautiful waves in the ocean.
I don't want to be spiritual again, but my delusions and practical psychology give hope.
cheers,
Jess
A new workshop on the most important element of poetry-
'Rhythm and Meter in Poetry'
https://www.neopoet.com/workshop/rhythm-and-meter-poetry