Poems by Jordan A. Leturgez

In the hush of dawn, where shadows recede,

A tender whisper looms, as day takes its lead.

The horizon ignites with a shimmering grace,

Awakening dreams in this luminous space.

Crimson and amber entwine in the sky,

Each brushstroke of light makes the night say goodbye.

The world holds its breath, for the moment is grand,

As the sun spills its gold from a painter's soft hand.

Heartbeats align with the dance of the light,

In the warmth of the amber, all sorrows take flight.

The past fades to twilight, a chapter now closed,

In the cradle of morning, a new tale is posed.

Each ray a reminder of battles once fought,

Of laughter and love, of the lessons life taught.

Through the veil of the morning, hope rises anew,

In the promise of gold, a horizon so true.

For life is a canvas, each dawning a chance,

To weave in our stories, to sway in the dance.

In the golden break, where the old meets the new,

We find in the light, all the strength to push through.

So cherish the moments, let gratitude speak,

As the world turns to gold in the dawn's gentle cheek.

In the splendor of morning, find peace, and partake,

For we are all bidden to witness the break.

In the realm of dreams where stars do gleam,

A world of wonder and moonlit stream,

Children drift to slumber's embrace,

With gentle tips, the night they'll face.

A bedtime story softly read,

A cozy blanket for their head,

Dim the lights, create a hush,

In peaceful rest, their thoughts will brush.

No screens or gadgets by their side,

Let nature's lullabies provide,

A soothing rhythm, whispers sweet,

To guide them into dreams complete.

A breath like waves upon the shore,

Inhale the peace, exhale the roar,

Release the worries of the day,

As sleep descends, in a quiet way.

So let them rest, when the day is done,

In realms of gold beneath the sun,

With tender care and loving grace,

Their dreams unfold in tranquil space.

A Poetry About Sleeping Tips for Kids, a gentle ode,

To soothe their souls on dreams' soft road,

With these simple steps, may their slumber deep,

Bring peace and joy as they peacefully sleep.

The crack of the bat, the roar of the crowd

A summer's day, a tale avowed

Of heroes and dreams, of wins and of falls

As sun-kissed fields echo with balls

The scent of fresh-cut grass, a sweet delight

As players take field, their hearts alight

The thrill of the chase, the agony of defeat

As the game unwinds, our hearts skip a beat

The umpire's call, a judgment so fine

As we cheer on our heroes, their hearts entwined

With every swing, a story unfolds

Of triumph and loss, of heroes' gold

So take me out to the ballpark today

Where the sun shines bright, and our spirits sway

For in this game of skill and will

We find our hearts beating, our souls standing still

And as we leave, the stadium's roar subsides

Our hearts still echoing, our spirits inside

For in this game we've watched, we've lived and we've shared

A memory that lingers, forever we've bared

In the realm of ink and rhyme, poetry resides,

A muse that dances in the heart and mind,

Words like petals on a blooming rose,

A tapestry of thoughts that endlessly flows.

Poetry, a mirror to the soul's reflection,

Capturing moments with divine perfection,

In whispers of verse, the world is revealed,

A language of emotions, raw and unsealed.

Each stanza a melody, each line a song,

Echoes of passion that forever prolong,

A canvas of words, painted with care,

Emotions entwined, laid bare.

Oh, poetry, you are a sacred art,

A symphony of feelings that touch the heart,

In your embrace, we find solace and grace,

A sanctuary in this tumultuous place.

So let us raise our pens and voices high,

Celebrate the beauty that you supply,

For in the dance of words, we find our truth,

In the realm of poetry, eternal youth.

In the heart of the cosmos, where the void expands,

Brave souls rise like thunder, with courage in their hands,

Starship Troopers tread the celestial seas,

Defenders of dreams, sworn to fight for peace.

Beneath the strange planets, where shadows can creep,

They battle the nightmares that haunt in their sleep.

In exosuits gleaming, they march into night,

Against the fierce arachnids, they stand to ignite.

The echoes of duty ring loud in their chests,

Each soldier remembers the weight of the quest.

For honor and glory, for a distant home,

Through nebulae swirling, their spirits will roam.

Flashes of blasters cut through cosmic dark,

Where sacrifice breathes, and heroes leave their mark.

Yet deep in the chaos, a whisper takes flight--

What does it mean to be free in this fight?

Amidst all the battles, a truth intertwined,

That questions of power and love must align.

In the depths of the void, where the stardust is spun,

Life's beauty and struggle are forever as one.

So let us remember, in tales etched in flame,

The legacies woven in honor and name.

Starship Troopers, through the darkness they strive,

With dreams in their hearts, they keep hope alive.

In the quiet corners of a fleeting day,

Where shadows whisper secrets, and light turns gray,

There lies a heart, stitched with threads of dreams,

Yet tangled in silence, unraveling seams.

I wander through moments, where echoes swell,

In the bright bustling world, I feel like a shell--

A vessel of longing, adrift on the tide,

Yet beneath the still waters, fierce currents abide.

Oh, loneliness wraps like a shroud in the night,

Yet carries a spark of resilience, a light;

For I sit with my thoughts like old friends in a room,

And craft them to words that defy the gloom.

With ink in my veins, I bleed truths undone,

Each line a companion, my battles begun;

Though solitude hovers like mist in the air,

I etch out my journey, my dreams laid bare.

In the garden of struggle, I nurture the flame,

For loneliness whispers, but I won't feel shame;

I'll rise with a purpose, through doubt and disdain,

Each heartbeat a promise--I'll dance through the pain.

So I gather the pieces, both broken and whole,

And whisper to the dark, "You won't steal my soul."

For I get lonely too, yes, I wear that badge tight,

But I still put in work, carving pathways of light.

With every new stanza, I build and I break,

For the gift of creation, it's mine to awake;

In the symphony of silence, my heart finds its song,

I embrace all its shadows, and know I belong.

So here's to the lonely, the weary, the bold,

Who weave their own stories, each thread turned to gold;

We rise through the solitude, crafting our worth,

For though I get lonely, I'll still put in work.

In the neon glow where fortunes dance,
Beneath the glitter of a reckless chance,
There roams a creature, sleek and sly,
With dreams as vast as the midnight sky.

He prowls the canyons of greed and gold,
Where whispers of wealth grow brazenly bold,
Each heartbeat echoes a siren's song,
In the jungle of numbers, where the bold belong.

A master of hustle, a king of the game,
He wears ambition like a cloak of flame,
With laughter that ripples through walls of glass,
In a world where dreams are bought in a flash.

But shadows lurk in the glint of the coin,
As innocence dulled and ethics are torn,
For beneath the howl of the wolf in delight,
Are shadows of lives lost to the night.

The high-flying parties, the glittered excess,
Mask whispers of sorrow, of dreams in distress,
As the dollar signs dance, hearts beat in haste,
Pushed by the rush of a reckless embrace.

Oh, beast of the markets, sharp-toothed, unbound,
What price do you pay for the throne you have found?
The laughter grows hollow, as echoes unwind,
In pursuit of the beast, what treasures we blind.

For wealth is but fleeting, a flicker, a flash,
Yet the scars of the chase? They linger and clash,
In the silence that follows the fervor of heat,
Lies a truth that the wolf will never defeat.

So howl if you must, let your spirit take flight,
But remember the cost of the revelry's night,
In the bright-shining world of ambition and might,
Not all that is golden can survive the light.

In the tapestry of existence, life dances on,
A symphony of moments, where grace is drawn.
With every beat of time, a new verse unfurls,
As the universe sings, and our stories swirl.

Life goes on, in relentless pursuit,
Through the highs and lows, it remains resolute.
Like a river's flow, it twists and turns,
Birthing joy and sorrow, as the flame of life burns.

In morning's embrace, the sun gently rises,
Painting the sky with hues of golden surprises.
A new day dawning, a canvas to create,
Opportunities abound, if we embrace fate.

Yet shadows may fall, casting doubt and despair,
Testing the strength within, calling us to bear.
But life goes on, like a phoenix unbound,
Rising from ashes, with courage profound.

Through love's tender touch, we find solace anew,
Healing scars of the past, embracing what is true.
In laughter and tears, we weave the tapestry,
Writing our stories, shaping our destiny.

Each breath we inhale, a precious melody,
Every heartbeat a reminder of mortality.
So, let us seize the hours, embrace the unknown,
For life goes on, in whispers, in cyclones.

In the silence of night, as the stars shimmer bright,
In the trials we face, and the moments of light,
May we find purpose in each step we take,
Navigating this journey, our souls wide awake.

For life goes on, an everlasting dance,
In its fragile beauty, we find our chance,
To love, to learn, to grow beyond what we've known,
A poetic reminder, that life's melody is sown.

So, let us cherish every moment we share,
Embrace the unknown, for life's wonders declare.
That though time may pass, and seasons may change,
Life goes on, a story forever arranged.

In shadows deep where shadows blend,
A whispered pact, a silent mend,
Where dreams take flight on tethered wings,
A commission to the heart that sings.

With ink like stardust, the quill takes flight,
Tracing paths through the long, dark night.
Words, like fireflies, dance and dart,
Each flicker igniting a yearning heart.

Oh, noble task, to carve out meaning,
From chaos stirred, to find the gleaning.
In the echo of silence, we seek the song,
As whispered hopes, both fragile and strong.

Gather the fragments, the world's sweet pain,
In verses woven, like drops of rain.
Each line a fulcrum, a bridge to cross,
Turning despair into joyous gloss.

Speak for the voiceless, the lost and the shamed,
For in every soul, deserving, unnamed,
A story is waiting, a cavern of light,
To break through the darkness, to ignite the night.

The commission, dear poet, is more than a role,
It's the art of connecting, the stitching of soul.
So pen down your truths, let the ink spill wide,
For in every heart's tale, the universe hides.

Let every stanza be a lighthouse flame,
A guiding light through the shadows of shame.
For when the world whispers, "You cannot, you shan't,"
In the flicker of verses, we dream and we chant.

So gather your courage, let your heart take flight,
In the service of beauty, let us unite.
For the commission of poetry is never in vain--
It's a spark of the cosmos, a balm for the pain.

In the face of daunting trials, we stand tall,
Like mighty oak trees, weathering the squall.
Life's challenges, they come in many forms,
Testing our strength, resilience it transforms.

When the storms of despair threaten to consume,
We find the light, dispelling darkness' gloom.
For within us dwells a flame, burning bright,
A spirit unyielding, ready to take flight.

Like a phoenix, we rise from ashes anew,
Unyielding, unbroken, in all that we pursue.
Each obstacle is but a chance to grow,
A stepping stone, teaching lessons we must know.

As mountains tower, we conquer our fears,
Guided by hope and determination, our dearest spears.
We gather strength from within and from each other,
For united, we triumph, sisters and brothers.

In every setback, a lesson is revealed,
Opportunity hides in wounds yet unhealed.
Through tears shed, we find the strength to mend,
To piece together shattered dreams, our hearts to tend.

With every step forward, we leave the past behind,
Embracing the present, a path to joy we find.
For life's challenges shape us into who we are,
Transforming us into warriors, shining like a star.

So let us face each hurdle with unwavering grace,
Knowing that together, we conquer the vast space,
Overcoming life's challenges, we shall prevail,
For within us lies a fire, that will never fail.