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Look into my eyes
Follow me into a world of ecstasy
There and only there
Will you find the peace to unwind
Beautiful brown eyes not blue
Shady lids, stunning ocean view
Embracing every word
Hear the wind whispers your name
Come with me
Drown with me
Into the abyss of loving rain
Embrace this moment as I draw you in with words
Release you with the warmth -------I was there
I Share--I take
I LOVE--I HATE
Into my arms
I am the charm
Around your neck
Around your wrist
Listen to the voice from my beating heart
The freedom of touch
The freedom of speech.
Like the wind
I'll find my way
Into your heart
Arouse the cheerful energy
Of your insecurity and pen
Follow me into the sea
There we will fall into the deep
Build sand castles
Around dreams of reality
Slip into my aura light
Set to the rhythm of the oceanic night
Now, listen to the breeze
It's called out your name
It's only a matter of time----------------
You'll find yourself calling out...... mine
Dedicated to all my loving friends & fans :-)
To be revised.....
In my universe of dreams
under velvet jazzy sky
there is an ocean of stars
twinkling diamonds above high
Across that ocean, I left
the air dulling my eyes
empty blue in darkest night
Cease the fancies...and awake
In my evergreen of dreams
there's a mattress of silk leaves
hundred candles by the river
on a blanket...you and I
My fall has ripped all the leaves
while your river just dried up
As those candles, we've been blown out
We won't never feel again
In my orchestra of dreams
we are dancing cheek to cheek
your strong hands around my waist
my pink lips brushing your face
Single echo of goodbyes
in cold silence we're apart
Mockinbirds are no longer
and oblivion's now stronger
In my sailing boat of dreams
it is only you I see
laughing happy close to me
reaching our sweet destiny
Open your eyes and awake
those illusions aren't fate
your dreams drift in lasting storm
I left to never return
In my universe of dreams
under velvet jazzy sky
there is an ocean of stars...
This Collaboration is obviously a work of fiction...
...Who can refuse to her Charms?
Cold and dark, the eyes of the depths
glaring at the stars above.
Few dare descend the steps
which reach down to oblivion’s cove.
Heavy, the desire for truth,
like the chains dragging my body further down
unto fate unknown.
Beyond recompense, lies the ruin
sunken to forbidden ground,
now home only to the strangest of creations
and catacomb to the drowned slaves of history.
Will all memories be as this one day?
Ghosts that haunt the corpses of humanity’s ambition?
Black are the bells that once chimed to announce omen.
Buried are the thoughts that walked my mind.
Broken are the tables where ideas once feasted.
Bound are the hopes, eaten by preying sharks of doubt.
Weighing down, the garments choke the breath of life.
There, where insanity was sane, beneath facade’s streams
lies truth, in the sea of forgotten dreams.
The sea spreads warm tranquility
On vast motionless sand
White foam flutters against a
Distant shimmering moon and the
Trembling dawn star
That weeps upon the night
Light Emerald waves -tossing!
Drawing back the pebbles
on an infinite sand.
Look there! the spray
Upon an airy strand
Rocks about some dark lonely anguish
In the silent breathing of night.
The cliffs hang their vast black arms
Over the panting deep,
On the riding frost of liquid breeze
There is a mournful sound
Of lost forgotten bones
Through the pages of time and sea
In wordless chants of misery.
Here the poet sits
On a copper deck dressed
In heavy silver dew
With a pen to his soul
In melancholy and forlorn
He paints a portrait
Of a beloved land
As the sea burst forth
A sweet sigh.
Swimming through my skin
Up my spine
Around my mind
Take me in
I am yours
Makes me soar
Found my fears
Cried my tears
no longer whole
Ate my soul
Too much slyness
your my highness
with your glowing motion
your perfect ocean
didicated to p.d. my queen of everything
in the twilight of golden dawn
as amber clouds embrace the starry heavens
faint sashay of soft wind chimes dance
while thoughts trickle to memories
inhaling scenes of sweet love last night
on the ocean waves of pure delight
as incense permeates the austere horizon
the swirling seaside engulfs footprints
of lovers etched in warm blazing sand
silhouettes of passions form soothed by ocean waves
infused into the caverns of elegant emotions
kissed by an opulent ocean
with true devotion imprinted for eternity
a candlelight escapade irrigates
in melodious symphony
as loving touches graced silky skin
bronzed by radiant sunlight
in quiet interlude
upon the ocean waves of blue
hungry mouths fashioned breathless sighs
while pristine pastel mountains
smiled a fleeting glance
captivated by a seaside romance
as Summer fun evolved.
*For Nathan's Free Verse Contest
Zwischen dem Morgen und der Nacht
fallen die Sterne in den Pazifischen Ozean.
Die ewige Sonne lässt die Wellen erklingen,
mit dem weichen Schaum leichten Schnees.
Die See singt Lieder des Vergessens,
von versunkenen Bäumen,
von leuchtenden Stränden,
von der Liebe.
Ich bin wie der Wind,
der den frischen und vollen Morgen berührt.
Der Ozean kennt viele Lieder.
Ich will keine verwundeten Wolken im Morgen zurücklassen,
um die Erinnerung nicht zu trüben.
Der Pazifische Ozean hat die Farbe von Azulejos,
den blauen Kacheln eines alten portugiesischen Hauses.
Die Wellen tragen meine Träume,
unvergessen, der Vergangenheit.
Die Möwen bringen mir die Zukunft,
mit frischer, ruhiger Stimme.
In stillen Nächten ertönt die Musik des Meeres,
dann stehen die Sterne auf, um erneut zu scheinen.
Between morning and night
the stars fall into the Pacific Ocean.
The everlasting sun lets the waves sound,
with the soft foam of light snow.
The sea sings songs of oblivion,
of submerged trees,
of luminous beaches,
of the love.
I am like the wind,
which touches the fresh and full morning.
The ocean knows many songs.
I do not want to leave behind wounded clouds in the morning,
not to cloud the memories.
The Pacific Ocean has the color of Azulejos,
the blue tiles of an old Portuguese house.
The waves carry my dreams,
unforgotten, of the past.
Sea gulls will bring me the future,
with a fresh, and quiet voice.
In silent nights the music of the sea resounds,
then stars arise to shine anew.
Entre la mañana y la noche
las estrellas caen hacia el Océano Pacífico.
El sol eterna hace sonor las ondas,
con la suave espuma de ligera nieve.
El mar canta canciones de olvida,
de árboles sumergidos,
de playas luminosas,
del amor .
Yo soy como el viento,
que toca la fresca y llena mañana.
El océano tiene muchas canciones.
Yo no quiero dejar nubes heridos en la mañana
para no empañar la memoria.
El Océano Pacífico es el color de los azulejos,
esos azulejos de una antigua casa portuguesa.
Las olas llevan mis sueños,
inolvidadas, del pasado.
Las gaviotas me traen el futuro,
con voz fresca y calma.
En noches tranquilas suena la música del mar,
y luego las estrellas se levantan para brillar de nuevo.
As I gaze upon the ocean
Blue reflects on the water and in the sky
The horizon only distinguishable by it's hue
Standing upon a bluff on a cliff above the rough
I gaze upon the ocean with all it's power
Pushing waves hour after hour
The rock face gets battered and pounded
In a un-relentless, timeless beat
The water produces an awesome sound
Almost like a methodical beat
The surf rolls in, and rolls back out again
Foam forms around the surrounding stones
Seaweed floats , swaying with the waves
Along the beach are deposits of shells and driftwood
Above the water line sand dunes form
Resembling a landscape like the moon
Moving with the ever blowing winds
As the tides roll out
Little holes form along the beach
Making a haven for the birds to eat
A feeding frenzy does erupt
Cleaning out the sandy floor
Before the waves arrive once more
I stand in breathless quite
Taking in the ocean's mystery depth.
Standing before the great water's roll...
Lost within a dream of greatness...
Breathing in slow. . .
Exhales more like whispers..
The burning sun had given way to the calling of night...
The gathering of stones, cool and ancient...
Collecting the sea's sadness...
As the last flicker of light fades until the chiming of tomorrow,
I look to the night sky...
There she is found...
In the shifting shadows of the moon...
A thousand departures created the void...
Releasing the hold on today...
With outstretched arms, I fall into the mist, the fog and the ocean's call.....TAH
I’m diving deep down into the ocean world
full of spectacular plasmatic bubbles
enchanting creatures breathed them out
orange, yellow, pink , purple and red
wallowing through dazzling soft neon-colored starfishes
in quest of its most marvelous graces
weeds with various tones of green
wagging gracefully along the way
like curtains in musical enchantments
and coral reefs in mountain ranges
with their majestic beauty in carousels of fish and seahorses
still diving deep down into the ocean world
in quest of its marvelous graces
in unfathomable depth of rainbow-colored whirlpools
I see from afar
my precious pearls
8th Place Winner
Contest: Space Odyssey
Sponsor: Poet Nathan -----D
by Leonora Galinta