"Family love, hugs, smiles, laughter and acceptance of togetherness within a home, precious moments made. Quote_by Poet"
The sunlight streams though the stain glass window
dappled rainbow hues upon the floor, dust
specks dance on beams of light in the shadow.
A tipped deep breath blown; then fades in trust.
Children run down the stairs ever robust
songs of merry and dance full of games play.
Hide 'n' seek, gay dog and cat chase all day.
After dinner family play charades.
Stepping' up, rock 'n' roll, afterwards pray.
Somber dappled gray shades as daylight fades.
2/6/2022
D Forms - Dizain- Poetry Contest 1. dappled
Sponsored by: Constance La France
Using Poetry Soup Syllable Counter
The dizain will be comprised of a single 10-line stanza which includes 10 syllables in every line and is written in accordance with this rhyme scheme: ababbccdcd.
The chalk comes in all hues for
Them to break away
From the mundane of every day.
Children of young ages are doing chalk
Drawings on the driveway.
So many things and designs are going through
Their heads it gives them something new to
Explore for today.
I see colorful bugs, butterflies, dogs, cats,
And a horse that is dappled gray.
Believe it or not this is another form of play.
When the children are done we take pictures
Of their work to put it on display.
The best part is clean up is easy with a water
Hose everything gets washed away.
The great news is it is ready for the artists on
Another day.
As I watch her rhythmic movements, her beauty entrances me,
Never have I seen such magnificence, she’s as perfect as she can be;
When I saw her for the first time, she stopped me in my tracks,
And in her exquisitely flawless nature, I can see nothing that she lacks;
I have looked her up and down, she is irresistible in my eyes,
For all the other hopefuls out there, it’s time to say your goodbyes;
Her faultlessly cadenced beat, sends shivers up my spine,
And I can hardly wait for the day, when I can call her mine;
Is she the one for me, I know she is without a doubt,
And spending my time with her is what my life is all about;
She is charming and bewitching in every single way,
Her skin tone is amazing, the perfect dappled gray;
That’s right my perfect love is an Andalusian Mare,
And her everlasting beauty is beyond all compare!
The breath of fall, a gauzy mist exhaled,
Ascending, burthens seas of dappled gray,
From whence the weeping heart of life unveiled,
Bejewels woods in glistening display;
And there amidst the gilded alder leaves,
The hanging mossy shawls so richly green,
My soul is threaded with the verdant weaves,
Envisioning the epoch Miocene;
Then up ahead, I see my venture's end;
Across a road exists another time;
And once again, I say so long my friend;
Then sadly leave her fragile world behind.
The rip of chainsaws marks another load,
As ancient dead are carried down the road.
Dappled –gray above pausing to rush down
Reminding me of me
I turn my face away from you
Please don’t remind me of me
The darker side I try to hide
Beneath my smiles and sunny days I feel your abruption
Cloaked in steel eyes and haunted thoughts
Dark nights I wait for your falling
Somewhere I can feel the bittersweet pain
Bring on your rain…
Bring on your rain…
I grasp for warmth somewhere
Only to feel alone
Let me leave this earthly place with some feat
This paper I write on has comforted me for so long
I know now I could never be without its trust
Drawn to your channel of solace
Bring on your rain…
Resting here in the dark