I'm still alive and I don't know why?
My heart survived falling from the butterfly sky
Caught by the hands of destiny
With visions only I can see!
My love I heard your call
Wings of a butterfly broke my fall
Love motion is in the air, a love no one can compare
Indulging a look-a-stare- that we both share
Reminiscing our love made out of stolen hope
Awe~:*! To them butterfly kisses that felt so real
Flowing like Amazing Grace,
A shining light upon my face.
I traveled fast and far, longing to be in your arms
I desire, the warm sensation of your charms
Your safe love will help me carry on,
With the strength and bond~the love you set upon
Nothing is better than a sensual butterfly kiss
Beyond the sensation of heaven's pure bliss
Fluttering in the clouds aiming for the moon
A dream of reality, out of my cocoon I bloom!
Valued by the art of true beauty and its rarity
True love flapping in the mist of clarity
I entwine that I am yours and you are mine
Bonded together till the end of time
With the vision my heart is no longer blind
Two broken hearts at last combined
I glide below to touch your lip.
Our lashes touch from tip to tip.
Caressing each other as our wings expand
Two hearts- kisses collide and land
Holding your hand reaching to the rainbow sky.
Kisses:*kisses:* like the butterfly!
Dedicated to *Nathan*
~Soup To Go~
This summer~ all I want is a bowl of soup
A secret flavor that combines every veggie group
An outcast taste of ancient granola herbs
All kinds of extracts that create different verbs
I will leave the table only to dance out in the rain
Round and round in wonder catering out my sweet refrain
I will visit mother and tell her I forgot her recipe
Brag about my soup and how I used and stole her ecstasy
Paint about the life she gives the grounded trees
Think about the sugar that makes me surrender to her sweet debris
I will order me a special~ with the right poetry breeze
Exchange my cookie dough with mothers pollen seeds
Hide behind her oak tree and listen to her endlessly
I can even cook myself a picture making nature my enemy
Close my eyes and smell the mist of self control
Hold on to my emotion and take a sip of my soup bowl
Add extra salt and pepper to every line I manipulate
Swirl my spoon around and smile at every thing I hate
Come sit down with me and collaborate
Lets cabbage out on mothers nature's plate
Wakening up to her blossoming sauce that drips with a certain flow
Driving by her White castle, and stare at another soup to go
Order me; a soup of all the things I see
Order me; a soup made out of mystery
Order me; a soup out of the things I wanna be
Order me; a soup made out of the sadness found inside of me
Order me; a coffee to go with my poetry soup
Type me a funny comment that will add a smile to my food group:-)
Was it real or in a dream
Wizards and kings, chocolate ice cream
Dinosaurs roamed from early morn
Flying zebras and a unicorn
Dancing in the sky from star to star
Travel the universe in a flying car
Make believe ship manned by pirates and thieves
And a tree that was covered with spearmint leaves
No one cared about silver or gold
We were children again who would never grow old
There was a horse in the field talking to a mule
My cat said horses can't talk, don't be a fool
I told my cat that the prince once was a frog
A firefly whispered your cat once was a dog
The earth began rumbling but I took it in stride
I just jumped on my rug for a magic carpet ride
I stopped on a mountain when I reached the peak
A polar bear asked me whom do you seek
I reached for the bear and he began to smoke
Then a penguin stopped by and told me a joke
I flew back to earth when I heard a bell toll
As fate would have it, I ran into a troll
He huffed and he puffed and smiled and said
Come have a conversation with my talking head
The head was a monster but I wasn't afraid
He said I'm getting a body as soon as I get paid
Then I walked down a road that was red and yellow
I noticed the shrubs were made of strawberry jello
Suddenly a space ship landed from out of the sky
In a field that was filled with banana cream pie
This may be hard to believe but i swear that it's true
As sure as my skin is green and my hair is blue.
The sun set with a golden glow the day on which you I met
On that special walk in the beautiful park as the sun set
The sun set a glowing red as I walked with no threat
Amongst the trees of different hues as the sun set
The sun set slowly going down dropping, to it I'm indebt
To enjoying every minute of color as slowly the sun set
The sun set quietly didn't say a word but drew
Others to come in and watch closely as the sun set
The sun sets for you and me my handsome dear
Come close lets get all we can from life before fully the sun sets
Take me back to a more romantic time
Of kings and castles and love sublime
When chivalry was in the air
Let me kiss the hand of my lady fair
I'll walk the land in days of yore
When tales were told by a troubadour
I will go where the ale and wine are poured
I will serve my queen with fire and sword
I could scale the castle walls in the dark of night
To see the woman I love, what a beautiful sight
We could steal away from the castle and then
Join forces with Robin and his merry men
A life full of daring, knowing not fear
Dining in the presence of Queen Guinivere
Each morning launches new escapades
Mounting my horse to join the Crusades
Oh please take me back if only in a dream
Where honor and courage were held in esteem
Where wizards cast spells and dragons breathe fire
To become a knight was a young man's desire
Oh let me be brave in times of duress
And save that damsel in distress
Let me bend to one knee before we part
Gaze into her eyes and win her heart.
It took me a steel horse with wings of feather
To ride me through heavy thunder clouds
Through troubles and struggles it led me..
Knowing there would be sunshine behind those heavy clouds
Riding on top of black and darkened storm clouds
Knowing at some point I needed to dive into it
The steel horses`armored exterior withstood it all..
Hail,lightning,furious turbolence combined with unhuman forces
Sunlight drying me face as my steel horse leads me out of it
Now wings of feather takes over,and smoothly we drift towards the sun..
September 9th 2012
An ebon sky, darkness to light
Diamond stars, mosaic night
Bright lunar sphere of brilliant white
Floodlights a scene of will and might.
The Fiddler’s Cat, sips warm Bordeaux
Fiddle to chin, strong paw to bow
Rosin to bow on amber ice
Wide upward swing, long downward slice.
A rotund dish, the restless spoon
Race through the night below the moon.
Ah, Fiddler’s cat empties Bordeaux
Strikes violin strings, with Dante’s bow
He plays of sorrow, he plays for chance
As spirits soar, he plays to dance.
He plays of peace, he plays for hope
To love and trust, he plays the most.
Fading ebon screen, pale ginger sky
An exhausted shrug, a weary sigh.
A new ordinance decreed by spoon and dish
Keep catnip away when serving fish.
< Cascading lakes and streams
The loon stands out it seems
Minnesota's state bird
I know it must sound absurd
Adopted in nineteen sixty one
Wails and yodels heard under the sun
Black and white bearing red eyes
Wingspans five feet can make one cry
Body lengths up to three feet
Yet clumsy on lands and moss peat
They are high speed flyers
And great underwater divers
They can dive up to ninety feet
In pursuit of fish they want to eat
They are even on our license plates
An critical habitat drawn on metal slates
Twelve thousand of these unique birds
God that has to be a lot of turds
But for now I'll enjoy it's captured views
Of this beautiful loon and it's most colorful hues
Written By Katherine Stella
Entry For Mini - Blog Beautiful Bird Contest
By Constance ~ A Rambling Poet
This empty feeling
So many places I have seen..
All I ever knew
Leaving it all behind..
Thank you for the light
The one that gave birth to my soul..
Now my soul is in captivity
Darkness embraces its last bit of freedom..
Leaving all I know
Awaiting my death in a cold and wet prison cell..
My feet,shackled to the slippery floor
Fear of death written on the wall with invisible characters..
The last spark of hope
Licks my thoughts as a sunbeam squeezes itself through the tiny window..
"Oh,Heavenly Father..are you there to collect my tired bones
..or to set my soul free?"
I await the bell to chime
Knowing they will come and take me to the executioner..
September 2nd 2012
* Inspired by a song called "Hallowed Be Thy Name"
A Poets eyes are small windows that don't hide...
Easily seeing out but a blur to see what's inside...
The view from a distance might be one of dispair...
Yet behind those shades sits a dreamer that is rare...
The walls on the outside are splashed with lovely colors...
While the inside has tangled words and see through covers...
With transparent letters that twist into concrete phrases...
They are now free to stand alone and above a poetic haze...