Shadow Poetry

Shadow Poetry

Hidden within the shadows of night
Poets by the dozens begin to write
Pens, the paintbrush of imagination
Blank paper, a canvas of creation
Verses in rhythm, a rhyming scheme
A poet's life, a written dream
Seeking the light, souls revealed
Sharing of poetry, once concealed

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Island Escape

island escape--a sonnet

Fern-clad cliffs view ocean aquamarine
Below, the pounding surf still far from reach
Pink cottages capped white, amongst the green
Hibiscus hedged pathways wind to a beach.

Emerald waves, like hands caress pale pink sands
So briefly stay and then slide back to sea.
Gentle breezes sweep over the tropic land
Teasing palms with sweet songs of reverie.
A young girl seeks treasures along the shore,
Her bare arms bronzed by the radiant sun
Turning to gaze at seagulls as they soar
She smiles for a holiday just begun.

Lingering there she holds tightly a shell
Fearing this place she loves so well.


-- thefencergal (i got this poem from gurl.com)

Evening Star

Evening Star

'Twas noontide of summer,
And mid-time of night;
And stars, in their orbits,
Shone pale, thro' the light
Of the brighter, cold moon,
'Mid planets her slaves,
Herself in the Heavens,
Her beam on the waves.
I gazed awhile
On her cold smile;
Too cold- too cold for me-
There pass'd, as a shroud,
A fleecy cloud,
And I turned away to thee,
Proud Evening Star,
In thy glory afar,
And dearer thy beam shall be;
For joy to my heart
Is the proud part
Thou bearest in Heaven at night,
And more I admire
Thy distant fire,
Than that colder, lowly light.

Edgar Allan Poe