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Details | Iambic Pentameter | |

I saw you yesterday

I saw you yesterday

I saw you yesterday, your features grinned,
some silken scarf was waving in the blue,
I thought of what the rains could not rescind;
our images, that in the fields imbue.

I saw tempestuous, around me shades,
the rain's persistence had engraved your name
upon the slate, around she formed cascades,
inviting flash amid the drops, and flame.

I saw flash yesterday, inside the rain,
how beautiful it was, her kiss of dew
your words became my sails on trip arcane 
the clouds, your messengers, 'mid skies to strew.

I sensed the crooked line reticulate,
the sulfur acrid smell and pale flame's hue,
transmuting to abderian road skate,
zigzagging on a water copper tube.

The flame transformed to runnel flowing laughs;
the rustling of droplets on the leaves,
combined the bright and shapely drawing graphs
with clouds to form above, celestial eaves.

I saw flash yesterday, my features grinned,
like silken scarf was waving in the blue,
I thought of what the rains could not rescind:
two images, amidst the fields imbue.

© G. V., 10-21-2013, All Rights Reserved
(Iambic pentameter)


Details | Rhyme | |

Forgotten Memories

Forgotten Memories



He sits there on the side of his bed gazing out the window
Viewing a sense of a world he no longer knows
Yet tears for some reason, fall gently upon his face
As if he remembers that one person, time or place 

He hears the nurses talk to him the way strangers do
Leaving him feeling more lost and confused 
Yet, he looks forward to this woman that visits him each day
The way she beautifully shines into his eyes in a special way

Today, they had times together where they slow danced in arms of surrender
Her voice, her touch; her sweet scent of perfume he tends to remember
Temporarily taking him back home to discover his forgotten memories
A place to embrace a love that was given to him through God’s treasuries

The music stops playing, so suddenly the veil is rolled down 
Leaving him blind, unable to see the connection of memories once found 
She stands there before him, becoming the nurses he doesn’t know
He begins to shake, frightened and confused on where to go

The sun start setting down in the sky as darkness fills his room
He finds himself gazing out of the window once again, blackness covers its view 
Tears streaming down his face; his soul again empty by forgotten memories
Yet, his heart still connects to a place of love where he can no longer be 

Contest: Forgotten Memories
Sponsored by: Isaiah Zerbst




  



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Remember

Remember that time Oh that smile that beautiful smile that little playful smirk tugging at my shirt waiting for me to ask you to dance That little blue skirt Cashmere sweater Your cheeks, bright red rouge batting your long silk eyelashes at me You were a flirt Remember that time My hands so clammy My heart a flutter Finally asking you to dance You took my hand Squeezing so tight Oh you were the perfect sight How can I not remember or can I ever forget that midnight blue polo shirt and that baseball hat It seems not long ago I wore flowers in my hair Ahh, that lavender breeze Close by, a carousel You raised your brow many a time I swear I caught you stare It seems not long ago but it's been thirty years or so when your steady hand got hold of my own And i never let it go I can still recall that winsome grin and butterflies churning within You asked me if I wanted to dance Stole my heart away and put me in a trance It seems not long ago but its been thirty years or so Your tremerous hand got hold of my own and I never let it go, no i never let it go


Details | Free verse | |

Soul mates solace

When my final shadows cling on desperately
Where I fight formidable battles
to merely hold the light
I send you loving vibrations
and soul sustenance
Deep from the cathedral
of one heart to another
where today no choirs sing
nor symphonies play
Yet it is here where we meet
in spiritual solace
here to surrender 
and exchange inestimable treasures
recollecting memories 
like unopened letters
Galaxies are stretched
over chronicles of shared history
Nebula birthing stars
will be exposed
in forth-coming conversations
bringing short-lived fulfillment to you
Hungry to feast
now will be the time
to approve your blood art vision
and with my own haunting surrender
as dappled shades ink stain your chest
I will reside with you and share, mesmerised 
pens - by branding
as this will be your written reams to me
your artist's pallet or brushed canvas
no need for words
and yet creating
mysterious magical moments
Bitter-sweet the music
that dances taut guitar strings
but now blood approved
please go kick your heel up
return to your laughter
and ride on the breeze
for not all are lost
change not
for I am with you always
to love, listen and comfort as one
with you in me and I in you
as masterpiece


Details | Narrative | |

Just an Old Memory

She’s just an old memory of a younger man’s dreams
An image of love hard to find
I can still see her eyes, taste the joy of her lips
In the deep recesses of my mind
Hair that was flowing, a smile that was glowing
An angel with earthly charms
Felt her heart beat in the tropical heat
Got lost in her loving arms
Sometimes I wonder if it was only a dream
An old sea story that I told
But I remember those eyes like a radiant beam
A treasure greater than gold
I wonder now if she waited on shore
With the fire in her heart still burning
And I wonder if there were tears in her eyes
Realizing I would not be returning
She’s just an old memory that haunts me today
A storybook love affair
A blanket, a beach and two bodies entangled
On a tropical island somewhere.


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A Reflection Upon A Long Life Lived

A Reflection Upon A Long Life Lived




So many things in my life have come and gone
   idle days of fishing and resting in shade
Early morn sight of mother deer and newborn fawn
   so many of the sweet , dear friends made

Holidays with grandparents singing happy tunes
   picnics lakeside in grove of red oak trees
Birthday parties cakes , ice cream and balloons
   disappearing ships sailing upon unknown seas

Loves, far too many in my wild younger days
   beautiful girls waiting for a kiss
So awesomely pretty in their hot sexy ways
   so many more did I foolishly miss

Life flowed on like a flooded raging river
   me with a ship and no winded sails
Too often selfish taker instead of loving giver
   driving hammer without the much needed nails!

Robert L.  05-24-2014

Truth in the telling. A wild life, mistakes galore , escapades on far too many shores!


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Paradise Leaving Not A Trace

Paradise Leaving Not A Trace


I took the last picture off the wall
 then my broken heart started to bawl
 on the floor lay your broken vows
 fat they lay like bloated cows

The love sworn by your sacred heart
 flipped over like an apple cart
 the corner lay three mismatched shoes
 I sit here , lonely, cryin' da blues

I took that picture and held it tight
 sad memories of our fightin' last night
 you spat upon my deep, deep remorse
 grieved as you beat on that dead horse

I saw dear hope entered my heart today
 I saw a picture that reminded me of you
 the pretty girl had your perfect eyes
 sun shining so like you in her skies

Tell me just one more time how you care
 lie to me even if it is an oath unfair
 whisper gasps of our sex-filled nights
 baby, please forget those recent fights

Lets hang the pictures back on the walls
 lock the doors, not take any damn calls
 undress as we rush into mad, mad embrace
 stay in that paradise leaving not a trace

Robert J. Lindley, 06/21/1976

This was my last poem written to her before my first wife and I finally 
divorced. I had my best friend deliver it. He said she threw it into the 
garbage can and told him to tell me to go jump into a lake. Next morn I 
knocked on the door there, her mother answered. I asked for my poem back 
from the garbage can, she got it and gave it to me! I have it still with dried 
food stains on the last stanza.
I keep it to remind me that too late is a damn terrible place to ever be!!! This 
is the first time I have  ever shared it with anybody since she never even read 
it. 
I hope you may like it , for it shows that young fools
 suffer too. And often rightly so...


Details | Free verse | |

Sometimes I forget his name

Sometimes
I forget his name
there are cavities 
in love too

dark gaps 
in the cracking heart
where aching
doubt and memories 
pulsate.


© Gry W Christensen


Details | Rhyme | |

You Live In Me


I shall live in your legend to make
A new spirit now wholly begotten;
For in death, your memory will not forsake
Those words in my soul that are not forgotten.
Your face glows immortal in my heart to save
Even me, for I go too where all must die;
When I would sleep alone in a silent grave
With my love entombed, there you lie.
Your memory will be my triumphant verse
Which my mind has not created yet to read;
And a voice will sing of you to rehearse
Words of praise when the world must heed.
In me you live by the touch of my pen
And I breathe in you through the mouths of men.



Details | Ballad | |

Once Willows Wept Not

'Tis now known why the Willow weeps, 
a tragedy of love, its memory keeps.
For once a young man and young maid, 
on tender grass, beneath branches lay.
Though pledged by birth to another, 
from clans they hid, to be together.
Thus, the gentle Willow was their choice, 
meeting beneath, till love they could voice.
The Willow held these secret lovers dear, 
so would lower its boughs, when they drew near.
Thus tucked away in the Willow's womb, 
could lay as one, yet this love was doomed.
For jealousy lurked within the pines, 
spying young lovers thus entwined,
behind Willow's curtain of slender limbs, 
He swore the maiden, would yet be his.
Thus, it came to pass one day, 
as young maid softly made her way,
to their Willow, deep within the glen, 
espied the branches did already bend.
Timidly, as she did draw near, 
soft sound of sorrow fell upon her ears.
Parting Willow's branches to look within, 
a dampness did touch upon her skin.
The Willow was shedding sap laden tears, 
for the young man, in death, was near.
'Twas an arrow that had been used, 
a potent poison, the tip infused.
The maiden, now blind with grieving mist, 
pulled out the arrow, held it, in clenched fist.
Whilst cradled in love's arms, did he draw last breath. 
Then, young maid, plunged the arrow, into her breast.
And so it is, that this story is told,
as the Willow's grief would not be consoled.
For unable to stop what had befell,
the young lovers, it had hid so well.
With will broken, as lovers lay dead,
the Willow, its branches, never again spread.
And because it is the memory it keeps,
it is to this day, that the Willow weeps.




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Our Hearts Are Broken Too

(In memory of those lost in Newtown, CT) We may not know the answers to all the questions asked We cannot control how great the pain or how long it will last. Nothing we can do will erase the pain you bear But we cannot remain silent as if we didn’t care. The blood of precious children was shed this very day And grieving families wonder when this pain will go away. We know time will heal a multitude of wounds But we also can be very sure it won’t be very soon. Evil came to visit here and we all wonder why The souls of friends and children were made to say good-bye What happened here today we may not ever know And haunting thoughts of loved ones will follow where we go. You may be called to travel a higher road than we But you cannot travel faster than our prayers that follow thee. We know that we can never bear the grief that you go through Just remember we are here – Our hearts are broken too. Written by John Posey 12/16/12


Details | Sonnet | |

Memories of good old days

Memories of good old days


When memories give you tears, 
you sit, there is nowhere to go,
and you have the worst of fears,
Can you ever retain your glow ?

Those nostalgic evening walks,
drives in the dark that made crazy,
stuck in mind like stubborn plaques,
Can those pictures ever go hazy ?

Engraved in marble you can't erase,
Successive thoughts bound to depress,
Echoing in ears stays every phrase,
Alive are memories you must confess,

Emotions flow with good old memories,
as souls dance serene in mind galleries!




Written October 28th, 2014
Poet- Dr. Upma A. Sharma
Entered for contest 'Whatever' by PD A on Oct 29th




Details | Couplet | |

A Flame Once Burned



~ My sizzling flame has faded in the midst of Summer's embrace and taken my virgin flower of delicately woven lace In subtle shadows and fading light silently in bewilderment I crumble without sight For each year of happiness and silver dream abound now a resonating memory silent without a sound As I walk the cobble stone path where our days had found no end I raise my arms above and pray for this love to mend If only a God-sent chance should fall my weary way this love I would cherish endless with each passing day In subtle shadows and fading light each memory of you held forever in soft moonlight ~ Contest


Details | Sonnet | |

Those Glory Days, Long Gone

Those Glory Days, Long Gone


Those glory days resting so far bygone
I trek ahead, sad and so all alone
Treasures left upon lofty mountain tops
Rushing ever foward, no time for stops

Days, we resting under a shading oak
loving in vows that we forever spoke
Coolest mornings, breezing days easing minds
days of joy in all the many new finds

Those views of life sing forever above
crystal dreams set in our undying love
Nights of magic in epic love unbound
blisses in every kiss our wet lips found

Memories of days and nights now alone
holding memories of life so long gone!

Robert J. Lindley, 09-07-2014


Poem Syllable Counter Results

Syllables Per Line:  10 10 10 10 0 10 10 10 10 0 10 10 10 10 0 10 10  
Total # Syllables:  140  
Total # Lines:  17  (Including empty lines)  
Total # Words:  100 

Did it , hit exactly one hundred words + ten syllables
 per line and great rhyme.. A solid sonnet according to 
my own personal standards. Wrote it and had to minor 
correct only three lines..


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If

If I encounter you tomorrow,
just we two, face to face,
would we feel that same old yearning
or have years elapsed erased
the excitement, the deep longing
just the nearness of you brought?
Did I ever really love you?
Were you everything I thought
you were, or was I simply naïve,
misguided and quite foolish
expecting you would always be
all my young heart could ever wish?


August 8, 2014
Chance Meeting Theme
Three Themes Contest
Shadow Hamilton, sponsor


Details | Cinquain | |

Captured

He left
That night locking
Her away with a kiss;
Her soul captured by his spirit,
She stayed.

She waits -
For the spirit
To light her pitch-black days;
To breathe into her missing nights;
She’s still.

12/14/14

Traditional style cinquain: syllable count: 2/4/6/8/2
for the Cinquain Contest of Dr.Ram Mehta (theme: Longing)


Details | Verse | |

In Love's Shadow

There is peace in my heart
as I gaze into the fire embers
room full of shadows that sway
as the final flame flickers.

It is now in the quiet of night
as the rest of the world sleeps
that you come to me; again, we love
sharing times past we lay together.

In shadow time the veils fall away.
Once more our world's touch.
Again we are together in spirit,
now living in the shadow of love.

Yet always the shadows beckon,
enticing me, exciting me, pulling
ever deeper into their depths
and as I slumber we are reunited.


Details | Free verse | |

Around the corner

The café sleeps in a cinnamon haze, Alone at a table, I sip the bitter chocolate of memories. Regrets dance in my heart, Just as the scarlet leaves upon the pavement. My melancholy gaze wanders to the corner. A lonely man emerges, His icy hands clutching the fabric in his pockets. Upon seeing him I know, Brown eyes and all the rest, Carried me into the vicious illusion. I bite my cranberry lip in despair, For he is back, even though he never left my weary heart. Turn the corner yet again, And please liberate me from this gnawing nightmare. Remain behind the sharp edge of a wall, With the rest of my corrosive memories. 11/10/2014


Details | Rhyme | |

A Golden Steed Gallops

A Golden Steed Gallops


A golden steed gallops in my dreams as of late
 echoing sounds of my so darkly imagined fate
 chastising my wicked deeds of an ill-spent youth
 increasing the chasm between bold lies and truth

Flowing trails of gleaming pain fly deep with that race
 as precious , sweet memories burn up without a trace
 flying away , names and faces of girls I so easily left
broken up like fine crystals falling from a high shelf

An invisible rider brings racing steed to an abrupt halt
 as it screams out, yes , you, it's all your damn fault!
 why did you not live a sweeter, kinder and gentler life
 blame is on you for lost true love , loss of your first wife!

Golden steed stands at a graveyard filled with no headstones 
 lying about are several sun-bleached and broken white bones
 dark wind races in whispering in a very raspy low moan
 you are so dead , now you lay cold, dark and so, so alone!

Robert Lindley  06-13-2014

Based upon a poem I wrote in the early 80's. 
That poem was  written about a dream I had 
three times in three consecutive years, each 
time was on my first (ex) wife's birthday, we had 
been divorced for 7 years..


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I Remember You

I remember your eyes...
Emerald seas casting flecks of golden sun.
A lamb gently swaddled in strength of the lion's shadow.

I remember your smile...
Snow caps surrendered; the warm pulse of spring.
Night's ebony dome, shattered by light of day.

I remember your kiss...
Honey drizzles of sweet liquid amber.
Lingering soft clouds in sky's quiet still.

I remember your touch...
Feathers adrift lending whispered caress.
Love songs embraced in fireside glow.

I remember your passion...
Desire drenched in molten red; quench of explosive pleasure.
A feverishly guided brush; the masterpiece set free.

I remember your love...
Dreams manifested; unprovoked; the painted sunset.
Exposed, the rock unchanged through passing storm.

I remember you...


Details | Marsiya | |

I'm my Daddy Made Over

Dedicated to my Dad Jerry W. Niday 3/20/1952 - 6/18/2013


I am who I am because of him
He’s the reason for my son’s name
He gave me my courage & my strength
To stand tall even when standing wasn’t easy
Stand for the ones who can’t
To think and fend for myself
I’m my Daddy made over

Taught me to fight back 
To never back down
How to pick myself back up
When I’ve been knocked down
Fight for what I believe
I’m my Daddy made over

He gave me my stubbornness 
Gave me my pride
Gave me my temper
Taught me not to take crap
To speak my mind no matter who
Work for what I want
I’m my Daddy made over

How to keep my emotions in check
How to handle large amounts of pain
When in trouble he always had my back
He knew how my mind worked better than anyone
I got it from him
I’m my Daddy made over

Even though he’s gone
I’ll stand and continue on 
I may stumble I may fall 
May even get hurt along the way
But I’ll pick myself back up
I’ll dust myself off and stand tall
I’m honored and proud to say
I’m my Daddy made over


Sabrina Niday Hansel



Details | Elegy | |

ELEGY OF THE AISLE

A memory of tears filled eyes
How can I forget this precious aisle?
The aisle you walk in your gown-shy
Now carries your silent and dire

How can I whisper to you love
How you looked as a dove
Ah! The memory is green and fresh
The night of our all white and thresh

Look at you o! Once beautiful aisle
You are my dread on you my light fade
Sermon given to my love as she goes to grave
The grace I ask to face this maze


Details | Elegy | |

I Need Your Help Daddy

I’m tired
I’m Physically and Emotionally tired
I don’t want to be the strong one anymore
I can’t this time
I don’t know what to do Daddy
I need your help down here

I can’t get back in control of my emotions 
I’m having a hard time dealing with your absence
I’m having a hard time standing by myself
I need your help Daddy

I’m broken and lost without you Daddy
I need your will to want to carry on
I need your strength to over come this
I need your strength to stay standing
Your courage to fight back again
I need your help 

Please Daddy I’m at a loss
How am I suppose to do this
I need your guidance 
I need you to guide me back
To whom I was before
I need your help Daddy
I need your help







Details | Quatrain | |

‘The Airplane Crossing Clear-Blue Sky'

My white-washed bars surrounded me -
they held me as I slept;
they soothed me when the days were long,
and mother’s blue-eyes wept.

A baby girl, six months or less,
awakened from my sleep -
stood up legs as sure as hope;
as strong as flat is steep.

My hands, my saviors, gripped the rail
so I could peek outside –
the bluest sky I’d ever seen,
As tall as it was wide;

came into view - between the blue,
an airplane gliding by,
its smoky streamer like a flag,
across my memory’s sky...

The memory is a simple one -
a window, sky, and plane -
but in my heart, it's heaven's door
and there it shall remain.

I’ve hung it on my memory’s wall
Between that life and this –
It covers every hole I’ve dug
In sorrow’s vast abyss.

This picture brings the special peace
I knew when I was small –
Where mother’s just beyond the door,
and waiting for my call…



*Inspired by Danielle's Earliest Memory contest. I have blocked out almost every memory 
from my childhood, and only a very few gems remain - this is the first. and I will treasure it 
always...


Details | Free verse | |

Moments In Time

The sweetest sounds of burning trees
A gentle stroking in the breeze
The calm has lasted past the storm
Cloudy visions, Satan’s roar
Too many sights have passed my way
A time found only in the haze
The softest screams are running bare
My aching bones creak as I stare

You walk a distance towards me
The fall’s eternal, can’t you see?
I’m a memory in your heart
I whisper to you in the dark

The battle’s started at the end
No one is coming to repent
The sinners grab their wine from prey
No judgment calling here to stay
The sport is reckless to be told
The one is laughing at his souls
It falters nowhere to be sure
The power grows forevermore
Like a spirit in the wind
I have no say in where you’ve been 
But cross the line to come to me
And pay the price for ecstasy

You walk a distance towards me
The fall’s eternal, can’t you see?
I’m a memory in your heart
I whisper to you in the dark. 


Details | I do not know? | |

I've Scribbled This Song For You



I've Scribbled This Song For You...


I'm wasting my days,
my empty nights too,

I should have held on,
but I simply lost you,

now I stagger along,

wearing broken smiles,
in between hell and you,
there's a million miles,

yes, I should have kept,
you close to my skin,

soaking your warmth,
but you were laughing,

at my foolish grin...


now I'm all broken,
and torn apart,

but what the hell,
I was always late,
for the tolling of the bell,

and now...

now I stagger along,

wearing broken smiles,
in between hell and you,
there's a million miles,

so kiss me now like you once did,
I'm tired of being so carefully hid,


la laa laa la laa laa laa...


(repeat to fade)


:-)


Details | Ballad | |

TRUE LOVE WINS

A man could never love a woman more 
And to see her hurting rocks him to the core
But through the pain she finds her smile 
Oh, the beauty of her face
Like a warm, intimate embrace 
Charming him is just her style
She is his life
His amazing grace

So she leans in to kiss him tonight 
She's holding all their memories 
Of what a life its been
True love wins!

They could never explain the feelings held inside
Of their forever love that has no goodbyes
So, even in night they find the day
In difficulty they don't despair
No matter what comes together they'll share 
This is simply Jim and Betty's way
This is their life.. This is their prayer

So he leans in to kiss her tonight 
He's holding all their memories 
Of what a life its been
True love wins!

This crazy, messed up world 
Is growing more absurd
But he still knows her every thought 
Without a spoken word

One glance at him is all it takes 
Like love is beginning all again 
The story of their lives.. 
True Love Wins!

*this is a poem about parents love for each other through all the years and obstacles of life.

Sponsor: Carol Eastman
Contest: favorite Poem


Details | Free verse | |

Love Dies Alone

I need you not 
No longer in my thoughts
Wrecking havoc 
On who I thought you were…
Whom you masked yourself to be.
I love you once…
In the past
No more
No more heartless days
No more heartless thoughts!
I don’t need the memories 
You bestowed upon me
Nor the memories
That you once said you’d treasure…
 I loved you once
In the past…
I no longer see
Nor need you
Lingering in my memories.


Details | Free verse | |

A Beautiful Reverie

Here I lie beside you
My heart goes thump.thump.thump.
My soul dances inside you
Reveling in the texture of your own.
Electric and flowing 
The currents of our love
Glow like neon lights
Illuminating the hope in my eyes.
Though we're not moving
I feel so incredibly alive
Invincible to my past
Untouchable by all who lack
That gentle touch of when 
You lean in and brush my face
Your lips grazing my skin
Softer than a butterfly.
And then you gaze into my eyes
I fall into your depths 
Twirling like the autumn leaves
Melting into your smile 
Your soul reminiscent of summer.
You pull me into your arms 
And for a moment I'm lost 
Breathless and in awe
Staring in the face of pure exquisite love 
And there you are - holding it 
Glowing in the moonlight of my stare.
My heart beats - its drum pounding away
Echoing a song thats lost its words
I touch your cheek and smile
My hands cant stay away
My lips s l o w l y, draw near yours
Hovering, and then - 
Part, a soft warmth against them.
My eye lids pulling shut
Dragging me into a silent heaven
I pull away - and what seemed millennia
Lasted only a moment, a second in time
But this is our love
This is what you do to me
You make me invincible and fragile
Lost forever in a beautiful reverie.


Details | Rhyme | |

My Treasure Chest

I have a wooden cedar box
Filled with precious things
Most of no value to you
But joy to me it brings

A copper penny, 1961
The year I was given life
A withered old white rose
From the day I became a wife

Two certified legal documents
That tell me that I am free
A US birth certificate
And a final divorce decree

Golden locks, adorned with ribbon
Clipped from the head of my son
A bag filled with tiny teeth
Exchanged for a dollar one by one

A report card, five A’s  and one B
My sons first year at school
A tattered silken blanket
Still covered with infant drool

A book of poems that I had written
While I was a rebellious teen
Fifty plus love letters
From then, now and in-between

Old yellowed photographs
Of family long since gone
A dozen crayon pictures
That both my kids have drawn

Hospital anklets, pink and blue
That both my children wore
A stupid keep out sign
That I used to hang on my door

Each item within this box
Is a memory that I hold dear
I keep them for a distant time
When my memory won’t be so clear

So if you wish to see inside
To you I have one request
Do not call it just a box
‘Cause to me it’s a “TREASURE CHEST”
 


Details | Free verse | |

TANGLED VINES



The old cypress steadily marks her walk Where trembling birds roost under misty rain, And pauses along a washed-stoned graveyard Shrouded by tangled vines of littered memories... Gentle her breath the breeze upon heaving chest While threadbare leaves stoop on this marsh Breaths linger deep to caress edges, That only winds understand a twin-soul gone... Just before the stars faded on her prayers She strides down the lane, to cross a wooden bridge Until arms of ocean below her throbbing feet Carry scenes and vignettes of a distant place; Flushed ashore like splinters of ocean glass. Contest: Heart and Soul by Kelly Deschler


Details | Rhyme | |

Tiara in Her

This picture I pick is not her own,
It could be for a bimbo or a night trig. 
This picture with me is not her own,
It could be for a sissy or a bleaching wig.
This picture I hold is not her own,
It could be for a lousy or a neglected lass.
This picture with me is not her own,
It could be for a demon or a girlie class.

This picture I pick is no doubt her own,
It's obvious in her spotless face and her passionate grin.
This picture with me is really her own,
It's obvious in her modest crown and her sincere chin.
This picture I hold is no doubt her own,
It's obvious in her ideal stroll with her gorgeous rose.
This picture with me is really her own,
It's obvious in her charming blouse and her classy pose.



Details | Crystalline | |

What gladdens the heart

Flavor in my mind is the one in my garden-
Fragrance of yellow rose that mirrors what gladdens.


Details | Free verse | |

Seduced

Today I find yesterday's essence still tarries within my mind I try and wrap myself in thoughts of you to regain warmth from November's wind the trees are less blushed than I as they stand naked from this weathered touch I feel you in a winded breath like a tongued whisper against bare flesh the lake mirrors my reflection as I smile back through its ripples as if fingered by the soft caress of your hands I can see the sun paint passion's red across the sky I get lost in the depths of you within me and climax between the folds of this day
11/19/2013


Details | Verse | |

Memories In My Mind



If only time could slowly retrace soft cashmere twilight upon your blushing face where summer's lilting breeze had made a promise for two with feverish love songs and nothing to lose a time of youthful innocence where we had no fear of defeat and the sultry days of August each fresh tulip placed so perfect if only time could slowly retrace


Details | Verse | |

Dad

Dad

Is it too late to say “I love you, Dad”
As you lay there on your bed?
Are words enough to express myself
Or the thoughts within my head?

Is it too late to say “I love you, Dad?”
Though I’m sure you really know
Despite my actions, words and deeds
Which sometimes made you wonder so

Is it too late to say “I love you, Dad?”
As I look you in the eye
A smile spreads ‘cross your tortured face
It’s enough to make me cry

Is it too late to say “I love you, Dad”
From my anguished, anxious soul?
Though next to yours, the pain’s so small
And your strength should be my goal

Is it too late to say “I love you, Dad”
After all these years?
If you could you’d say it’s not
Just to assuage my fears

Is it too late to say “I love you, Dad”
As I stand here next to you, so..
So much time has passed us by
Now I just want you to know.


Details | Light Poetry | |

Little Star

The sparkle in your eyes
The shaking of my heart
Twinkle twinkle my little star
How I wonder what you are

You’re my dreams, my last slow dance
You’re my lady in red, a passing glance
I wish upon a star so bright
To kiss you sweet into the night

Hand in hand, moonlit strolls
I whisper words, of love untold
I wonder why my love is true
But in your arms, there is no blue

So please, hold me close
I am lonely, without you
I give you a kiss, as you give me bliss
Knowing me, and knowing you

This love must be true


Details | Free verse | |

Flowers die,Pictures fade

I wrote this in memory of my uncle.


Flowers die and pictures fade,attempting
to erase every memory ever made.

Letters are lost while the clouds roll in,
letting the rain pour and the sadness begin.

Feelings are lost and people pass on,showing
us we're the one's who have to be strong.

GOD gives us strength to keep our head held high,
not letting the wonders of the world pass by.

Love everyday and you will see,miracles
happen when you believe.

Nothing can stop you from living your life,
even when the pain cuts like a knife.

Some family we've lost and some still remain,
leaving only love and happiness to be gained.

Some memories fade while the best never die,
leaving you with feelings of wanting to laugh and cry.

People make the biggest impact without even trying,
then everything changes when they are dying.

Ton's of faces get lost in the crowd,
to your surprise certain one's stand out.

GOD gives you love and never leaves you alone,
providing a loving family along with a good home.

Life will bear obstacles and put you to the test,
but you have to be strong and always try your best.

Never back down from any hardship thrown your way,
it will make you stronger until your last day.

Say what you feel in your heart and never back down, even
when your taking your last breath take one last look around.

Angels are singing a song only you can hear,
complete the last part with an open heart,
and absolutely no fear.



                                         Flowers will die and pictures will fade,
                                   but your memory is one that will always stay.


                                       In Loving Memory of my Uncle
                                             You will be missed dearly.

                                                   MAY 28th 2012


Details | Villanelle | |

Castle Rock Influence

Tonight I’m going to drink until I drown
I screw the cork from the Castle Rock
And here I go again, scribbling words down

The feelings linger, but yet can’t be found
My heart still hasn't learned to walk
Tonight I’m going to drink until I drown

Someday I’m going to drive to her town
I’m gonna’ go up to her door and knock
And here I go again, scribbling words down

I’m wasted and my mind is nowhere around
The ticks and tocks are falling from the clock
Tonight I’m going to drink until I drown

Dylan’s music was her perfect sound
She wrote all his lyrics down with chalk
And here I go again, scribbling words down

She was always my dearest proper noun
But she threw away the only key to her lock
Tonight I’m going to drink until I drown
And here I go again, scribbling words down

(Written for Anne's Villanelle contest, never wrote one of these before. I like this form!)


Details | Free verse | |

Groundswell Girl - Named by JB

Enter a storybook tale
Where I can be 
The heroine you hail
Lucid dreams of soft reflection
A touch heated with lust and desired protection
A breathe a gasp as we succeed 
Join the fairytale with me
Valiant night within dark eyes
the right movement and I make them shine
like moonlight on the steamy hot spring
care to follow for a little dip with me
Trailing like the water at my fingertips
Grasp me around my hips
As close as the breeze on my skin 
Whisper lies as I let you in 
Lips mumbling up my thighs
bare heart exposed to the sky 
fire burning in my veins
Am I a mistress of this lust or simply a slave
Trembling with desire
Take me till we've lost count of the hours
enter this storybook tale
Where I can be the heroine you hail


Details | Villanelle | |

Wept Beneath A Tree

So sure of love and all that it can be
This kiss to celebrate the moment met 
That’s why two lovers wept beneath a tree

There all the world if only eyes could see
Was placed there at their feet without regret
So sure of love and all that it can be

Their promises exchanged so preciously
That even passing clouds became beset 
That’s why two lovers wept beneath a tree

Secure in trust they let their hearts fly free
Unknowing that the clouds weren’t finished yet 
So sure of love and all that it can be

Love’s passions grew and joined the cloudy spree
Into this torrent destiny was set 
That’s why two lovers wept beneath a tree

And with each storm they loved more carefully
Their memories will not let them forget 
So sure of love and all that it can be 
That’s why two lovers wept beneath a tree


Details | Free verse | |

The Artist

Do you remember our first kiss? It`s captured eternally, on the canvas of my heart. The oil of our pinnacle painted by Times' lasting brush. Relived everyday, I refuse to let the moment dry. Depicted, is day idly laying back as night mischievously races forward. The enchanting hour, sunset, vivid colours. Picturesque. In the moment itself: the rhythm of life slows magic sways in the air thud..thud..thud moans the impatient guardian of my chest. The itch of my desire anticipating the soothing massage. The agonizing wait, your infuriating deliberation. Remember? The stars appeared. Murmured. And were ignored. Tongues tangoed. Oblivious to time. Uncharted territory finally discovered. Finally claimed. Can you picture it? Our living masterpiece.


Details | Quatrain | |

My Little Box

Sometimes, when I am alone
I go inside myself
and I get a little box
I keep upon a shelf.

My box is filled with memories,
sweet days that I once knew.
One of my greatest treasures
is the memory of you.

Time has begun to fade it
and has bent the corners in
yet when I gaze upon it,
it comes alive again.

I let it take me over
I ride it like a wave
feeling every inch of love
you once, so sweetly gave.

It fills my soul with pleasure
and helps me get away
from all the tribulations
that I must face each day.

Yet it was not always beautiful,
this memory I hold.
It use to only give me pain
and leave me feeling cold.

But so much time has passed away
and the pain has took its' leave
so now I may finally
enjoy instead of grieve.

Once it has embraced me
and filled me with its' wealth
I put it gently in my box
and place it on the shelf.

I'll always keep this precious jewel
with tender, loving care
so that when I need it,
it will be waiting there.


Details | Free verse | |

The Ice Cream Truck

the ice cream truck

do you remember in fourth grade when it was the end of the school year?
kids running around in class, volunteer parents planning for field day events, teachers grading tests.
a year's worth of crafts and colorful displays filled the walls like wallpaper.
you can hear singing from the kids in room 4b, ms. mcdonald's class.

the weather outside was a balmy 80 on this june day.
text books, paint brushes, and the obligatory pre-chewed bubble gum filled the desk cavity.
the assistant principle announces something inaudible on the speaker system.
and we are fast approaching the anticipated summer break.

summer. that's when spring lovers finally kiss and the butterflies leave their cocoon.
birds singing and the flowers are saturated with their red, blue, and pink hues.
the last day of school is finally here and the children ride the bus for the last time.
vacations. swimming pools. ocean city. the smell of hot dogs, grass and humidity.

jersey summers are hot. really hot where i grew up. you sweat just by looking out the window.

then one day, the familiar sound of circus-like music faintly approaches town.
louder and louder until everyone knows its the ice cream truck turning the street corner.
the famous mr. softee, or good humor truck, or some local self employed bearded man.
whatever it was, ice cream in all kinds, flavors, colors, and shapes was 25 yards and 25 cents away.

the music kept playing as children seemingly sprayed out of their homes in rapid succession.
a gathering soon followed with parents and children standing all against that delicious truck.
chocolate. peanut butter. vanilla. strawberry. cookies and cream. cookie dough.
sandwiches. bowls. cones. smoothies. sundays. sprinkles. nuts. oh so yummy!

i miss that ice cream truck. i miss those days...

...and i miss you just as much.


Details | Verse | |

Delicate



Each delicate thought untouched and untamed flickering a light of beauty ingrained For in a moment minuet and unstained reflect's a great love where memories remain Each delicate thought behold the new day evanescent fleeting yet forever shall stay of crimson...of rose...of fire...of love...


Details | Verse | |

The Keepsake

No sculpted stone or shade on deckle page,
no canvas daub or etch in verdigris,
no crystal flash or scrap of celluloid
can portray the simple candour of our age.

For an image made or captured in our time,
singular, or blended in the frame
can muster potency, but ne’er enough
to, this precious entity, confine.


Details | Free verse | |

Delusion

Dreams they're all around me,

it's hard to tell  real life.

Monsters like in fairly tales,

my emotion turns to strife. 

The sun starts getting closer,

my skin it starts to burn. 

I look for somewhere to run

but don't know where to turn. 

 

He makes his way towards me majestic also wise,

it was hard for me to distinguish between what's loving and what's lies.

My heart it starts to flutter,

My body starts to fall-

I try to scream out for help 

but I don't know who to call.

 

Thus the journey's over,

now I'm on the ground.

Tears fall from my eyes-

my heart nowhere to be found.


Details | Rhyme | |

BEYOND THE ROSE-COVERED GATE

I'm sensing something familiar as a lost memory
coming back and revealing itself in realistic form;
glancing at the rose-covered gate without a worm,
it looks different, somewhat newer; its color was gray
and roses that now cling weren't there...it's so enchanting!
Looking closer, I perceive another feeling of elation slowly rising.



An old house with long florid windows stood there,
beautiful flowers waved on windowsills looking out to the daisy-draped lawn...
that was the only beauty it had, then Erica ran down
and met me and gave me the most gorgeous sunflower;
I couldn't resist the lovely smile in those eyes color sapphire...
she was burning like the dry desert sand and asked me to quench her fire!



I recognized the passionate gleam in her enamored look, yet fearful as a deer; 
she led me through the rose-covered gate with unbelievable rush, her fair hand
was much warmer than the blood in my bursting veins, we had to explode
in passion and emit moaning screams that only the serenading bluejays could hear.



There it laid: a bed made of lilacs and jasmines...strong was the aroma I breathed,
I pulled her down as someone too desperate to devour and satisfy with eager eyes;
and too happy to lose myself in that ecstasy, I became the wild man she needed...
chimerical as dreamers, we clung to each other and sighed in our splendid Paradise.
 
 







Details | Rhyme | |

AUTUMN BLAZE

Autumn blaze
All the glory of rainbow leaves
Brisk dancing air of joyous breeze
Our captured moments.. enchanted time

Held your hand
Gently pulled you near to me
Felt your breath your heart was free
Browns eyes sparkled to our rhyme

So in love
Autumn fire we felt the heat
Entwined spirits now complete
Evening magic.. But morning came

In the light
The night's wild wonder wasn't clear 
I was too young and so full of fear
I'd promised forever.. then let you go

It's colder now
The years have passed the night is long
I often muse on our sweet autumn song
I said forever.. and I wasn't wrong
Because I never really let you go

I close my eyes
And they meet yours.. We're back again
I'm bolder now, wish we were young again
Because I never really let you go

Date: 7-3-14


Details | Free verse | |

Bruised Peach

Never let go, the
strand of my hair
tucked behind 
your stare

Exquisitely soft,
as my fingers
cross..

Even the simplest
of touches, burn
their imprints
into the skin,

So that every root
and every vein
I have felt, 

Whispers your name.


Details | Rhyme | |

MY LIFETIME FRIEND: MY MOTHER

MY LIFETIME FRIEND: MY MOTHER

Throughout childhood and adolescent days,
She was my staunchest supporter,
And through teen years and young adulthood
I was glad to be her daughter.
As a mother-in-law and grandma,    
She’s there whenever/wherever she’s needed,
And if this was to be her lot in life,
She’s definitely succeeded.
But whatever she is to other folks;
A friend, sister or other,
She is to me, and will always be
MY LIFETIME FRIEND: MY MOTHER!

BY 
WENDY LEE KLENETSKY: PROUD DAUGHTER OF CECILE SEIGAL


Details | Free verse | |

A Flame Without a Match

The first flame will always be its own.
None can ever mirror it.
A second flame born of the same candle
may be coaxed to life;
but 'twill ne'er be the first.

Go ahead, grab the matches, grab the candles,
everything you need to start that fire.
Light that first flame.
Revel in its fervor, enjoy it while it lasts;
don't be too sad when it burns itself out.

Try to light that same candle, a second time;
if indeed it can be lit at all,
it won't thrill you the same.
Yes, it's still fire; it still mesmerizes,
still creates that heat, and still burns.

But 'twill ne'er be the first.

Now, take a second candle, and put
flint and tinder to that one instead.
Watch it, live with it, savor it -
and when that one too eventually dies down,
riddle me this one question.

That first flame is oft times the fan favorite,
but which, in the end, is truly more precious -
an attempt and mayhap success, at a second,
imitation flame,
or a fresh first, with a different candle?

Make no mistake, on rare occasion that second flame
of a first candle may even be better than the first.
Yet, even were it more ardent than the last,
every single fire is unique -
and some small part of you will always remember that first flame.

Any others may be
more wonderful and fierce,
may be slovenly mimicry,
or may be raw magic in their own right -
but 'twill ne'er be the first.


Details | Rhyme | |

Your Eternal Flame

During the Christmas holidays a candle is continuously lit.
       It is in your memory to let you know I'll never forget.
Each year that passes gets harder than I like to admit.
       I sit by the fire reminiscing while I smoke a midnight cigarette.
Your vanilla scented candle burns on the coffee table.
       I admit when you passed I wasn't mentally stable.
You would be proud of me because eventually I pulled myself together.
       I remember you warned me so many times you wouldn't be here forever.
You were my superwoman, I believed you were tough as steel.
       This candle along with your memory helps me to heal.
It's kinda like you're right here with me.
       I think of you as I put each ornament on the Christmas tree.
Tears roll down my cheek as I whisper your sweet name.
       Inside my heart resides your eternal flame.



*I love you momma Merry Christmas Queen.....
Billie Jean Alexander Lopez...May 1, 1937 - July 26, 2007


Details | I do not know? | |

Guardian Angels

sometimes to regain the truth you revisit your past,
as if seeing your life through an hourglass,
sometimes forced to remember as we try to forget,
to value our love, to put us at rest,
we see a new view we haven't seen from before,
to show us a new perspective, to show us there's more,
some lessons are painful but guide us to see,
what our hearts need to notice, where our hearts meant to be,
the paths we choose, our past mistakes,
the loves we've lost, and the chances we take,
and the ones who taught us love at its best,
we cherished and admired amungst all the rest,
who stood by our side and never let us down,
saw through our hidden pains and still stuck around,
and though they may be gone, their love still exists,
their spirit with you, they left you this gift,
now here to remind you of loves true reward,
these guardian angels love passed down are reborn.


Details | Free verse | |

The Hours of Alzheimer

The Hours of Alzheimer 

12
It starts ticking away slowly
Longer needed to search what’s  known.
Watching the hand jerk 
Minutes passing
“Twelve is for noon, then?”
“Yes.  Yes, Daddy!  Just like that. 
  Twelve noon is lunch.” 


3
Very gently, oh so sweetly,
Out of love and kindest thought
Offering words and filling fissures
Keeping pace and instant beating
“The,     oh, you know, the       oh how silly, the     the box thing”
“Yes, the box thing, the clock,  Daddy.  Says it’s 3 and time for tea.”  


6
Now impatience starts its tapping
Chasms stretching longer still
Wanting this moment
 to stop its running
“I       I       please      fork       I     I   food”
“Oh, of course, dear Daddy.  Dinner time.  
  Here, your fork. ”          


9  
Interval waxing
Memory waning
Lingering in the distance
This cavity expanding 
“ I                   I       I            I”
“Oh it’s last course time Daddy.  Some dessert, then time for bed.”


12
Midnight falling
Thoughts abandoned
Cadence silent
Dead of night

First published: Poetry Quarterly


Details | I do not know? | |

Returning Invitation

Hidden reservation site,
Buried behind wardrobes of femininity.
Aged wooden metal chest,
Handed over by grandparents.
Containing matters,
Yester-innocent,
Tears weeping melodies on pink white ribbons of little girl's wearing.
Matching dress of lovely splendor,
Mr. Teddy tucked under,
Barbie slumber in all this,
Ken waiting for hope in joy kid.
Tea set with long passed memory gone beneath blanket of protection.
Thinking words gave her mother this reply as a teen,
"I am not an infant any longer, womanhood is mine."
Knees found,
Floor one,
Spending the peaceful night in journeying,
Rearward season of past.
Heart returns from crystal dusty fragment of no end count,
Swept by hopeful faith of mending broken back in place,
Union,
Beat of one,
Soul restored.
Sudden darkness wintry,
Reminder frosty,
"Lovers come & gone."
"Children all grown up."
"Bill collectors cannot wait, daydreams will not pay them off."
Laughter howling scream touches her skin in goose bums fear.
Than One,
Enter in overcoming cloudy reignful thoughts of black,
"Still listening to the wrong god, of this world."
"Who do you think lead your heart to opened the memory box blessed?"
"Returning calls you home my dear child of Mine."


Details | Rhyme | |

Purple

Its been six years, and the foremost memory of her smile still shakes my heart
Sunny, Bright was the day, her hair was tied into a ponytail I will never forget
Full of life, yet shy she sat to her lonesome, and I watched in amazement
Questioning the future of what it would become, I loaned her a pencil, well a little part

The days followed a routine, and my eyes captured her in still framed memory to later see
I felt as if it was all meant to be, for she fit the perfect match to my soul
Litle by little she did smile and I fell in love with her smile, my heart it stole
To the day I cannot get over the belief that she is the one to keep me forever, and I plea

Timid I was, for such beauty dwells in her inner being, not to mention how gorgeous she is
I kept an open eye until one day she didn't return to her seat, she was gone
I felt as if the world had abandoned me, and I never even spoke to her, and already it was done
I begged the clouds and skies for her to return, yet only the memory of her joy came to please

Days went to pass, and nothing of her return I heard
Whom to question for a shy soul I am, I gave into the sad fact
Not knowing of what the future was, I didn't know how to react
I wept, like a child to my own shadow and my shadow did laugh at me so harmless to be a bird

Fate never laughed, for she came back into my life
Held my hand every step of the way, I love her with my all
With her by my side I shall stand tall
Paula, my love, my moon, my wife, her favorite color is purple


Details | I do not know? | |

Is It Over

Have we lost what we thought would never die
Promises made are broken and lost forever
My heart will still always love you forever
Why I ask has this happened to me
How can the love we had cease to be
I still hope we can find our way
And our paths will join like they did that day
You are the one chosen for me<
I know in time this too you will see
Somewhere deep in your heart
There is the memory of me that will never part
When you find that memory 
I pray it will show you we are meant to be 


Details | Narrative | |

He Loved You

He loved you too, you know
Loved you like his very own
In away you were
You came into his life as my friend
Through the years you grew to be my brother in arms 
Along the way you became the son he never had

He loved you as a friend
He loved you even more as a son
A son he never had
When things began to spiral out of control
You stayed when so many others ran away
You helped when I couldn’t

You meant a great deal to him
You never looked at him differently 
Nor did you treat him differently
You stood by his side
When he fell, you stood by his side and mine
You were willing to help me fight his battle for him 
You were there from the beginning 
You were there until the bitter end
Always remember my friend, my brother
He loved you more than you’ll ever know


____________________________________________________________
Dedicated to close Family friend Rodney Howard. He loved my Daddy just as much as I did/do.


Details | Epic | |

We Lost More Than a Dad

We lost more than just a Dad that day
We lost half of how we came to be
We lost we four girls first love
We lost our Best Friend

We lost more than just a Dad that day
Our Mom lost her Soul Mate, Her other half 
Our children lost their Papaw
We lost our family’s foundation 
We lost the glue that held us together

We lost more than just a Dad that day
We lost the Strongest man we ever knew 
We lost the man we looked up too
We lost we four girls Teacher of many things

We lost more than just a Dad that day
We four girls lost our Hero
We lost some of our Light
We lost part of our Heart
We lost part of our Soul

We lost more than just a Dad that day
We lost some of our Courage
We lost some of our Strength
We lost some of our will to fight back
We lost some of our will to carry on
We four girls lost more than a Dad
We lost more than just a Dad that day


Details | Lyric | |

I Hate You Cancer

Dedicated to my Dad who lost his short battle w/ Colon Cancer on June 18,2013

I hate you Cancer
Your vile evil and cruel
You don't care who you hurt
I'll never forget that day
I'll always hate you for it

Your heartless Cancer
You took someone important from me
Someone important from others too
Took people who didn't belong to you
I hate you for it

You disgust me Cancer
You had no right to take him from me
He mattered more than my very own life
I hate you for taking my Daddy
I hate you for taking others too

I hate you with a passion Cancer
You took part of my heart with him
You took part of my soul that day too
I hate you for it
I hate you I hate you I hate you

I hate you with every fiber of my being 
Go back to Hell where you belong
I hate you, others hate you
Your not welcome or wanted here Cancer

I hate you more than his doctor's
I hate you more than God
I hope I get to witness that day
Witness the day you fall
And you will fall Cancer

You're gonna lose the battle one day Cancer
I'm gonna laugh and dance around your grave
You'll finally get what you deserve 
And you'll never be able to take another soul


Sabrina Niday Hansel


______________________________________________________________________
Placed 8th in Poet Destroyer A's  2013 "PINKTOBER" Contest

Please Support a Cure for Colon Cancer & every other type!









Details | Qasida | |

I Miss You

When the moonlight in its fullest,
Is spreading over the night,
Your memory at this point,
Pains my heart dearly,
I miss you…
The stories of spring,
Of these past beautiful views,
Return back to me,
And fills my eyes with tears,
I miss you…
At least tell me this much,
That this moonlight comes to you,
And wakes up dreams in you,
And teases you too,
I miss you…
When the moonlight in its fullest,
Is spreading over the night,
Your memory at this point,
Pains my heart dearly,
I miss you…
The stories of spring,
Of these past beautiful views,
Return back to me,
And fills my eyes with tears,
I miss you…
When the moments of those days, 
Come by and touch you,
The memories of past days,
Take my sleep away,
I miss you…
When the moonlight in its fullest,
Is spreading over the night,
Your memory at this point,
Pains my heart dearly,
I miss you…
When my memory,
Brings tears to your eyes every moment,
When every breath of parting,
Becomes difficult to breathe,
Then forget everything around you,
And return to me,
Break every relation
And come decorate my dreams,
Don’t leave me after that,
When the moonlight in its fullest,
Is spreading over the night,
Your memory at this point,
Pains my heart dearly,
I miss you…
The stories of spring,
Of these past beautiful views,
Return back to me,
And fill my eyes with tears,
I miss you…
My heart aches for you…


Details | Narrative | |

A Dream That Came True

A Dream That Came True.

In my mind's eye I had seen her undress a thousand times
 sending hot flashes that exploded with her moaning
 Months before ever summoning the courage to speak to her
 I practiced the words befitting her splendor!

 She had been noticing my adoring glances as she 
 adjusted her skimpy bikini in the bright sun
 Showing just what a man, any man would hope to see
 I moved closer anticipating her charming refusal
 to my shock she answered a quick yes and our date 
 that night was on!

 I asked her to wear something sexy and she replied
 how about I wear no panties?
 My stammering answer made her laugh that laugh
 the one that sent shivers up my spine in anticipation

 It is on! We met at theatre and hardly watched the movie
 for her hands were busier than mine!
 A nice change to feel the heat of a woman so anxious
 I almost wept with joy! What a thrill! She had kept her promise
 No panties!!!
 None under that sexy short skirt that had made the other men 
 openly lust for her charms! I saw and was amazed that this vision of
 sexual beauty was actually with me!
 What happened later that night you can imagine,
 the earth shook, the sky fell and I heard a ringing bell!

 We married two months later and it was pure sex and bliss
 Non stop sex night and day.. Ahh, the memories that last a
 lifetime! 
 Nothing that great can last forever. We burned like the Sun for
 a few years and then it happened..
 The crash!
 My motorcycle hit a tree ,I was rushed to the hospital and woke up 
 three days later to discover it had been only a very vivid daydream!
 My heart broke , I was sorry to have came back to the world! Then, 
 O' yes then in walks a vision so lovely my heart almost stopped

 A new nurse. So hot the paint on the walls started melting.
 Over she floats to my bedside. I sat wide eyed looking like a fool!
 Awestruck with anticipation! She took my hand, took my pulse .

 I fumbled for words, I fought for control. I begged for help to impress
 her!
 Finally, finally I felt power return and I asked her to just pinch me!
 Pinch me! Let me know I am not dreaming again..
 She laughed and pinched my left cheek. The lower one! I felt the earth
 begin to rise. She noticed and laughed,
 LAUGHED THAT LAUGH!!! That laugh!
 That laugh came from those sweet lips. I begged for help and she smiled,
 O' that smile!
 As she turned to leave I asked her to see me again and she said yes!
 I shall return in two hours to give you your bath.. Then winked at me!
 Longest two hours of my life! 
 Then I woke up still laying beside my crashed motorcycle!
 With a broken leg and shattered dream!!! 
 Fate can be so cruel.....
 So damn cruel...... Then the door opened and I hear her say with a 
 smile. Time for your bath darling !!! Its late and I'll block this door!
 Then she removed her clothes. Crap, dreaming again I thought...
 And that is how I met my first wife. Yes she was a dream!!
 Something that great never lasts, never lasts.... 

Robert Lindley

Dedicated to my first wife.... and some of it is even true!!! 
Found this last week while rummaging around in some old files I had... 


Details | Munaajaat | |

Tell Me

I'm lost hurt and angry
Why did you take his life
I want, No I need to know
Tell me, Tell me why
I deserve to know

Haven't you done enough to him
What'd he ever do to you
He suffered his whole life
Suffered more than anyone deserved
Tell me, Tell me why you did it
I have a right to know

Why'd you let him born to them
Born to worthless parents
Parents who didn't care
They threw him away like garbage
Pawned him off on someone else
Tell me, Tell me why
Explain how you could do that

You gave him Polio
You let others treat him like disease
You took away the full use of his legs
You warped his hand and foot
Tell me, Explain to me why
I deserve to know

You let others think he was crazy
You let it go on for over year
You didn't stop it, Why
Tell me, Give me your reason
Answer me, Help me to understand

You go and make matters worse
You gave him Cancer
You didn't give him a chance to fight back
You just jerked him away from us
Tell me, Tell me how
How you could be so cruel

How can others not question you
When others do it, It's murder
But when it's by your hand
It's your will, Their fate
Tell me, What makes you so different
Your no better than the demons knocking at the door

You heard me beg and plead
You know I'm not afraid to die
I was willing to carry it all for him
I was willing to take my Daddy's place
You didn't even let me say Goodbye
Tell me, Tell me why I couldn't take his place
Answer me, you owe me that much



Sabrina Niday Hansel
~Niday40873~

(motif) Spiritual


Details | Lyric | |

Don't Cry

Please don't cry over my casket 
For I am not there 
Please don't cry at my grave 
My soul has been set free 
I know it's hard not to cry 
I've been down that road one to many times 

I have no more pain 
I have no more sickness 
And I would not change a thing 
As I walk threw the gates of Heaven 
Mom Dad our brothers and sisters 
Will welcome me with open arms 
Here I am free of that pain 

Don't blame yourself 
It was my time to go home 
This is where I'm supposed to be 
Don't dwell on things which you can not change 
I will always be in your heart 

I will always be watching over you 
When that day comes for you to come home
I will be there to welcome you 
With open arms
And walk you threw the gates of Heaven 
You will be greeted by our family & friends
Who came home before you 
Until that day I will be watching over you


Details | Verse | |

A little clock face

 
It has memory's 
It has anniversary s
It has deaths
It has  births
It has a lot for a little clock face.
It has weddings
It has dates
but above all else it stop us from being late.


Details | Free verse | |

Roots

They came yesterday, early as dawn itself

They came with shovels and trowels

To give protection from the winter

To the rose bushes that you loved

Shortly after lunch I heard Oliver barking

It was his angry bark, his sound of offense

For the worker was digging and exhumed

Your scarf from the tangled roots of roses

 

I gave the scarf to Connie, I remember

She was little then, five or so 

And she visited to ask for something of yours

To keep and remember

When she went home and her mother asked

What she had done at our house

She said, “I just sat on his lap

And helped him cry.”

 

It comes to me now, later she asked 

About the scarf again and I assumed she lost it

But now there was the evidence

Oliver also had a need to remember

And put his souvenir of you

Beneath the bushes you so loved

And the workman held the scarf to me

And I told him, “Put it back.”

 

He comes to me at night

It is his ritual of companionship

Sad-eyed and with mournful whimpering

He comes to my arms and licks my hand

And we are together before the fireplace

Watching shadows dance across the walls

Each remembering the moments that were ours

Each guarding a part of you in the roots of us


Details | Tanka | |

Tasting Bliss

Outside your window
I waited as in a dream.
There beneath your sill
whilst in my most int'mate thoughts...
Again we were tasting bliss.


Details | Rhyme | |

The Family That God Gave to Me

The Family That God Gave to Me I think about the family, that God gave to me... And think about where they'll spend eternity! I think about the good times, that we've had. And the trials we've faced... Both good and bad! God helped us to overcome adversity together! And proved his faithfulness... Today and forever! He showed us the Godly path, that we should follow... And promised to be with us! Today and tomorrow! He's proven how much he loves us! And how much that he cares for us! Thank you my lord, for all you do! Where would we be? If not for you? You've proven yourself over and over again! Thank you so much, for being our friend! By Jim Pemberton


Details | Epitaph | |

Grandfather

Here lies the best Grandfather,
One who was very considerate.
Remembering him as a child,
I would sit on his lap.
He was a rare person indeed.
He was a colonel in the Army.
Also superlative of a gentelman.
Here lies the best grandfather,
May he rest in peace.


Details | I do not know? | |

My Favorite Pink Dress

My pink dress was my favorite thing to wear
to church...and her and there

My pink dress made with ruffles and lace
o'how I wore it with love and grace

My pink dress didn't go pass my achy lil'knees
pictues so that when I grow out of it everyone still sees...

...that it was my favorite dress
now put away in my Mommie's chest

Did you have a favorite thing to wear...
that you would like to share


Details | Narrative | |

Thunder and Lighting

Love is prominent but lies are still troubling the arch in my back is still aching  thru my core/ To calm to peaceful Today not enough appreciation from you
You make me feel less important.
 How many more audition do I need to perform for you?
 Your Personality changes like the weather negative energy creates “Thunder and Lighting” 
   Your Ego is higher then the altitude in Denver 
You are the weather that changes everyday I never knew when its cold are warm 
Today I was prepared for a Sunny day / But  like the weather you change unpredictably have me puzzled just wondering Why?
 I was not prepared for your  precipitation/ you never allow me to grasp your feelings never appreciate my love  you was only  obsessed with yourself and not my heart.  When its cloudy or rainy outside my vision gets a little blur and  fuzzy when you are around.

Meteorologist Predicate Sunny and warm air with the chances of early morning cloudiness’


Details | Free verse | |

Who Am I

A new photograph floats to the surface
Playfully dressing up as the world around me
Hat, striped socks and all
Tiptoeing at the top for one last sweet moment 
Before sinking back into my ocean mind.

One after another they arrive
Single file,
Steeping my eyes in the world 
As the minds shutter, ever fluttering 
Strings together this conscious stream I play in.

My photographs fade in time’s wrinkled arms.
Joining their brothers and sisters at the ocean floor,
They hold hands and try to answer the question that is always asking itself:
Who am I?

Jacob Reinhardt
10/3/2013


Details | Narrative | |

Upon A Bed Of Petals

                                                        Upon A Bed of Petals
                                    The fragrance is so heavenly full of romance
                            With petals smooth and colorful it puts me into a trance
                                    The light shines upon the area of which they lay
                               With the oasis of beautiful smell I fall in a deep delay
                                    The aroma of sweet beauty comes a dream
                                With motion that reveal emotions with great steam

                                                        Upon A Bed Of Petals
                           Comes a well spent year with joyous laughter and self appeal
                                   With open arms we embrace the life that is surreal
                             Comes a time that we do have to dream with petals of life
                                         With occasional choices of passion and strife 
                                   Comes a venue of flowers of many beauty with value
                                      With another part of each season we stand true

                                                         Upon A Bed Of Petals
                                  The scent of life passes through and makes new
                                With loops that can be seen in an open sky so blue
                                   The wind takes one petal or two to show a trust
                          With to passionate people lying by the petals love is entrust
                                     The beauty is that the petal lasts in memory of
                              With two people passion with love rules true and above


Details | I do not know? | |

The Beach of Promises

The Beach of Promises


1.


Fingers entwined, barely touching,
turquoise waters teasing your dancing toes,

strolling along that serene deserted beach,
our promised dreams within aching reach.


2.


Hands clasped, holding on,
sea-breezes tickling the nape of your neck,

walking together, alone, vowing to never breach,
the dreams dreamed on that faraway velvet beach.


3.


Hands in my pockets, alone,
traces of you linger, teasing,

lost in my scribbles, your memory fading out of reach,

my thoughts ablaze, now and then,
catching a whiff of your fragrance,

wafting through alleyways of nostalgia,
your hand in mine on our pristine beach.




Details | Free verse | |

A seed of love planted in the soil of my heart

I sailed unaware into 
the ocean currents 
of her life:
and 

smitten, I 
desired to ride 

them with her;
somewhere 
along 
the ocean ways, a 

seed of love 

planted in the soil of
my heart had taken root 
and grew--only to perish 
like 

a young hope 

that's fleeting:
though I loved her, 
she 

still wounded
me 

like a careless 
knife. 

In spite of 
this and myself, 
I looked 

for encouragement
in her stare; 
and 

at the outlines 
of her graceful 
form 

I did wonder: 
she was 

indeed 

a Helen of Troy, a prize, 
on whose loveliness 
I 

so richly gorged! 

But never was 
a lonely man 
more wretched 
than 

I was, 

as she could 
not return my
affections  

with equal measure of feeling.  

I would be more
glad had she been 
unwedded to another,
and   

could easily be within 
my desirous 
and
jealous 

orbit! 

In time, I 
never 

saw 
her again;

and love, or the 
appearance of it--like 
an aborted 

fetus

flushed down the 
toilet--died 

with her parting 
as well!



Details | Verse | |

Brown Eyes

Brown eyes that matched her hair
Sad and unhappy as she stood there
Waiting for her love to return, maybe yes
maybe never, only time will tell
Such sad brown eyes that matched her hair
Tied from behind in the most romantic way
Head slightly tilted gazing down in despair
Looking, but not looking staring into space
Memories, dancing inside her head
As she spoke silently “He promised to return” 
Talking to herself said… “I had to believe
What am I to do this is just my grief”
Time is just a lie man invented it to be wise
When two lovers are together
It doesn’t need Einstein.
He gave such a wonderful love
Love only known to a lonely heart
For what is life if not with him, I prefer to die.
Fool I am to think he will return
He’s been gone so long maybe minutes
maybe days.


Details | Pantoum | |

OVER THE TRANQUIL PLACE WHERE LOVE SUDDENLY GREW

Over the tranquil place where love suddenly grew,
night carved the tender image of two souls breathing together,
to delight themselves until the sky turned dark blue;
we watched the stars come much closer and get brighter.


Night carved the tender image of two souls breathing together,
and it united them with deep passion and a solemn promise;
we watched the stars come much closer and get brighter,
we pondered the new mystery...so distant was the sunrise.


And it united them with deep passion and a solemn promise
as a memory which can't be easily erased or even forgotten,
we pondered the new mystery...so distant was the sunrise;
in awe we stood, while we could no longer see the horizon.


As a memory that can't be easily erased or even forgotten,
our minds remembered the tenderness of each hug and kiss;
in awe we stood, while we could no longer see the horizon...
the nightingales came to listen and learn words of sweetness.  


Our minds remembered the tenderness of each hug and kiss,
to delight themselves until the sky turned dark blue;
the nightingales came to listen and learn words of sweetness...
over the tranquil place where love suddenly grew.


Details | Limerick | |

My Valentine

 
Remember, my sweet Valentine, the moment you said you'd be mine. A rug by the fire, we shared our desire and pledged that our hearts should entwine. ~ For Poet Destroyer's Valentine Competition.


Details | Rhyme | |

The Masters

h when i was truth i fell
drew boy i grew up
still def still be a cre4ators tool
wipers for the pain tears drop
fear not, fret no baby worrys from the devil. whispers on my ear xrtays , be very afraid, cantrall camaflauge like a sand dollar, honor boy we descretion , a virtue is all im left now, we the still launching balls in the park, remarks, its remarkableaint it?deep all dark as the cell lights from weldsgenuine from the top to the bottom, weathered by the struggle tried and true i confess tyhe devil still got a bounty on my head here, Weapons come bring all even that

determination reaffirmed confirmation
dragged across the face of
the devil, and i will face him,
killer on a cutthroat, lost my chrome and prorellis,
tomahawk mechetes,common cause i blare on, bread and butter, married to love of, giving mary credit, everytime i ever said it, deeper than the message, freedom never said more, boy act like he badder, go for me now im bipolar facing all weapons like its the deepest ****ing episode, connection in the west, no nothing coming easy, friends spell finders,wilder than saying it aint over, i aint acting like im clean, babys body beating on my head whelps and melodies, def to a felony, boy consider carefully im more than just distant memories, more than u still feell, the crown on your head of a king i slam down, been down in this sound like seashells has been around, like it hurts well pain is my profession, still trying trying to perfect it, pros dont know whats pros and cons know, among those pics as fast a lens close, so i been known tell u motha****as i been known, still feeling likke i got a price on me, yea devils got a bounty on my head, ask my nephew, ask me and stars shine like scars be me traveling far to minds, reaching for more life treating this like im beast tearing out this town by its eyeballs, white squalls black powder , blast that ass like Im massive passions in acid baths,listen strictly speaking to the Masters, G-force and white noise creator of the devil salngs pain choice words Streets still speak ina deep voice, do u feel remorse, hear the men i lead hear me boy slient in a count down anticipation anger too got u making mistakes now, now now no i aint even dressed in your wardrobe, take the tie off, nical all nighters, alcohol graig them twist their ****ing minds up, listen if u got better hand, well stealth meet finesse's nails, i said i will, sett a trap and the net never catches me it never will, dealing with a hardhead, as i rain hell down soft my middle finger the taste of victory , that u still long for, flash that mercy and emergencys well dont freak out, i speak out
and put a X on a narc's head, boy im part metal, its what i teethed on, Like Im thuggish for accidents that the dicate the laws broken by a skunk, feel my blanco vendetta,as it shrinks your stature, just suppose I stole your power, well ***** u can have it back,


Details | Light Poetry | |

ONCE AGAIN THANK YOU

I was just trying to remember the past
 trying to remember the good people
 and the bad people,
 that i came across on my way,

i want you to know
that you are among the good people
 that left a good trace in my life,

once again i just want to say thank you
for passing through my life,
is so short but is wonderful
i want you here forever.


Details | Sonnet | |

My Angel

Your love is like a fall’s crisp kiss
I can walk a thousand miles to get away from you
I can swim to the bottom of the ocean blue
I can fly a million feet up, way high in the air
I can pretend each day that I just don’t care
Yet I am sorry for the way I acted, the words I left unspoken
When I think of how we ended, my heart feels way too broken
Do you really feel this way, my presence do you not miss?
You made it clear your heart has no place for me anymore
I will move on and hope to find another to love like you
I will walk away, our memories in my heart I’ll store
Never allowing my mind to believe that it is true
For I loved, I lost. But as a friend I will never again tell
That you hold my heart forever, you are my Angel.




Details | Ode | |

An Ode To My Beloved

I just wanted to let you know
That I have this love for you...
Although I'm not fast to show
For you, there's nothing I wouldn't do
And I can't control this love
No matter what I try to do...

While I know our lives are separating
Which has got me pretty blue
I just want you to know
How much I love you...

Because I was blinded by shyness
And now my heart's feeling rugged
So this here's An Ode To My Beloved 

Oh how I still see you every night in my mind
You're the best girl I feel I'll ever find
And when my eyes would fall upon your smile
My heart would be put on trial
And so if nothing else, I want to let you know
That I'll always love you, that my hearts beat
For you, won't ever slow...

Because I was blinded by shyness
And now my heart's feeling rugged
So this here's An Ode To My Beloved 

So I wish you happiness beyond compare
And sorry for the times I couldn't help but stare
Caring, passionate, smart, and loving
From my heart, to you, I'll never be shoving

You will always be in my heart
No matter where we go, how far we drift apart...

Goodbye My Love...


Details | Free verse | |

Midnight Lullaby

I wrapped all my tears, to see you smile.
you are the best, always by my side.
I tell you my feelings will get you crying,
you must think I’m out of my mind.

You don’t know, what I know,
all the angels let me go.

We were born to teethe and die,
you will grow to be so fine.
Fall in love, feel your softer side,
Remember me when life is kind.

When you go, let me know,
don’t walk away like the world and go.

Life is rough and the world unkind,
fight them down and you will be fine.
The truth of live is a brutal sight,
make no mistakes, you can learn from mine.

You have a strong heart, you are unique
I treasure times when you smile at me.

Live the life, I could not find,
be there for me, when I say goodbye.


Details | Free verse | |

The Autumn Affect

There's something unspecific about the autumn nights
A certain shade of color that uplifts my inner child's eyes
Beside a cashmere moon Venus and Jupiter shine bright
Complimented by a sea of blinking infinite twilight
The scent of burning oak lingers in the air from home made fires
Reminiscent of a time when this man was just a child
Careless and so free to dream and any dream to live
Like feathers floating across a field carried by the wind
As a gentle breeze blows through the leaves shivering delightful gloom
Unlike flowers of springtime the disheveled autumn vibrance bloom
Leaves crackle beneath my feet along the skeleton tree path
Where I try to find my peace or a song to make me laugh
The air is so much crisper and also soothing when I breathe it in
Underneath a starry sky and brighter constellations of Heaven
Amidst the trail I pass a lovely couple holding hands
While their children run aside frolicking in a playful dance
An old man and his wife admire the view from a wooden bench 
With smiles on their face as if nostalgia is still their closest friend
Its these specific autumn affects that bring me sorrows and joy
Reminding me of all theses things Ive wanted as a man since I was a little boy 
Its times like these that I wish I wasn't always so alone
Because I would light an fire with my family and call it home


Details | Free verse | |

Ridiculous Me

Watch this scene with both eyes and try not to blink C: --> 

I stood there... silently
Like a predator near prey 
I sneak behind YOU

You weren't even aware of it!! Ha-ha! 

I made YOU jump hIgH
Like a startled hare
I chuckle and smile

You know that mischievous smile of mine? 

Your reaction was
PRICELESS - you were so upset
But YOU forgave me

Well...I'm flattered. . . 

We laugh'd together (just like the good times)
In a chorus - our volume
Picked up extreme sound

Believe me - I could hear our laughter from a mile away!

But I'm glad I did
My best to make you giggle

Ridiculous me... 
Wouldn't you agree?


Details | Light Poetry | |

Soul Sisters

Such an Amazing girl god put into my life.

He knew i needed you at that exact time

Funny when we met I thought you were to good for me

But when you approached me the sweetest girl I did meet.

From that day on we have never truly been apart cause I

carry you around everywhere in my heart. You have been the

rock when I needed a friend around, you have been the light

when the darkness consumed me and took away my sunshine

Even when were miles apart the phone connects us and keeps

our strongest bond. 17 years feels like such a short time but

I feel I have always had you in my life. Soul Sisters we were

meant to be.. You my beloved friend are such a fresh breeze

Even after a year apart it was like yesterday that we did part

so through the many miles and through the long hard road

I know this friendship will always survive. Your a burst of joy

to me each day I thank the Lord for the sweet blessing he gave!

BY:Christina McCullouch

7/28/2012


Details | Free verse | |

If Old Men Fought

An old man looking out his door,
gaze fixed on a distant shore,
reminiscing to a time, not of happiness,
or, the prospect of a bright future,
to when he was sick to his very core,
to when as a youth, he went to war

A time before infallibility had meaning,
patriotism and bravado the craze,
the future was still unknown,
vigor for life at its all time high,
a time for romance, partying, buying,
no thought of pain, deformity, dying

Too young to understand or question,
ship to foreign shore, medals abound,
will impress the girls next time in town,
sacrifice not temporary,
forever more,
a legacy etched into a wall, few will remember,
flesh shredded, burned, torn,
families mourn

A time, when he willingly went to war,
will happen no more,
all lost in youth, now unrelenting,
no blind obedience,
minimal risk,
long life, his number one ambition

As he turns back from the door,
he thinks of the youth,
here now, soon no more,
lessons never learned,
the call to war,
to common the roar,
complacency the mood,
another generation removed

The old man agonizes
over what was originally not known,
war is preventable,
life too precious to waste,
the solution simple,
his vision, maybe too late

Send old men to the front to fight,
arthritis, heart disease, poor eyesight,
let the youth enjoy their life,
his near over, its only right

Send old men, to the front, to fight
ask them to give up their life,
patriotism and bravado, still alive,
will and desire would not last the night,
old men do not rush to death in their twilight,
failure inevitable, the old man smiles,
knows he's right

Wars not possible,
if old men, are sent to fight


Details | Rhyme | |

For Always

Every moment I can't see your face;
These are the days and nights when I miss you.
I ask that you stay for always,
On sunny days and when it rains too.

If I speak to another pretty dame,
She's not the flame inside that grows.
In my heart you will remain;
This one thing I'd like you to know.



©2013 Honestly JT
For Skat -Love's "Under 10" Poetry Contest


Details | Rhyme | |

A Very Early Memory .

My earliest memory was the Mid-Wife
 And her strong , safe forceful grip .
 And Dad's big frown
 In his surgical gown
 Saying "don't let my baby slip .
 Lord ! , he's pink and bald and ugly
 Hey Mom ! , here's your nine month dream
 He's the perfect mix 
 For politics
 'Cause he sure knows how to scream " .
 They all ooh'd and aah'd and choochy cooed
 Saying yeah, he's one in a million
 As I looked in bother
 And asked , hey mother
 So tell me ! , what's a brazilian ? .


Inspired by Danielle White's early memory contest ..


Details | Free verse | |

Self PORTRAIT

I will start with using my hand as a guide
And in the end I will open my eyes that I will decide

I consider to do this with one thing in mind
I will close my eyes and will imagine it blind
With no colors or fractionation of the light
Just plain me and a vision with my hand as my sight

My hair is very coarse and some what fine
What I just described is so benign  
I twirl my hair and make it bend 
And I will say its very clean not oily on the ends

As I press on my forehead I simply feel a distinct part
I notice from hair to skin it is very different from the start
The simple partings from hair not like skin
I am going to feel with my other hand and begin

The smoothness of my skin like years of water eroding a rough rock surface smooth
Not just that my skin is like home to years of stories like scars and attitude
And when I raise my eyebrows the wrinkles it makes is more so for expression
I did not notice it with certain ideas, thoughts, and emotions

I run my hands down to my eyelids I feel movement of my eyes trying to peek
Eyelids that I have, vibrates with some kind of fear, Why?, that I will seek
Just now as I thought about it a sensation ran through my brain
My eyes is the world to me and that is true and not insane

Myself portrait of me is through my touch for now
But to finish it I will have to open my eyes soon and how
I been in a trance full of so many ideas just with my eyes closed
I run my hand on my nose and lips and I smile who could apposed

The feelings in the tip of my fingers rub on my chin and jaw with care
I do notice roughness of unshaved velcro gripping hair 
I skip my ears so I will sneak a feel with my fingers I chose
I notice it is like my nose with cartilage, so I don't suppose

I will now open my eyes that I will use a mirror to see myself
My head is oval shape and my neck is like a stump, please help
My skin is very tan and my eyes are brown with my eyes I see
With all the description with my hands, one sure thing is the same and key

It is the description of measurements that is what my hands and eyes can see me
With a smile I am looking into the mirror and I can describe that I am happy
Myself portrait of me is such a way to get to know myself once more
I will never think it was a waste of time or a bore




Details | Elegy | |

IN MEMORY TO MY FATHER

written 23rd Oct 1997

So long I needed to visit
 but my heart didn't listen
Letting you know how much "I love you so"
 is now something, you will never ever know

Now that you are gone
 I know I waited to long
If I could just have that one more chance
 I would never treat it as just another glance

Now, you have become my biggest memory
 for you have gone, to a place I can not see
Knowing that we will never again touch
 makes me miss you, so very much

My children are still to young
 to wonder why pop hasn't rung
My heart is now empty
 for you, it always had plenty

I really do need to have you back
 you were the "only one, who saw me back
I know deep down inside
 you love me, more than words could describe

For it is only now, that I realise why you didn't want me around
 you knew how "painful it would have been, to watch you drown
But, as long as I am still alive
 you too, will continue to survive

For I will always be your darling little Denise
 who hopes, you forever rest in peace

                    ALLAN THOMAS HOLMES
                1st June 1954- 22nd Oct 1997


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Your Eyes

 (Dedicated to Folake)

Your eyes, woman
are like twilight rainbow
amorously bearing aloft passions of mine
toward androcytic ecstacy.
They tell of endless lights.

Night skies clarion the warmth of you
keep me balled-up till
i am tilted to your adorned essence.

May I call up words to adore you,
agglomerate them into a panoply of worshippers
unsandalled before you
like Moses at the burning bush.
 
And now you seem to fall asleep
but you tell me it's the heavy night
bidding toward a sunny dawn
wherein our love is lighted.

Slowly I let you fall asleep
impatient with the long night
waiting to gaze once more
into the eyes of my lovely love.

Then a lip is placed on yours
and you rouse up wide-eyed
smiling at my romantic move.
We enjoyed the night, cruising on.


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Indefinite Love

I saw a young lady who was so perfect that she made my heart beat
I could not figure it out and now I really don't know I had to take a seat
She smiled like an angel in the heavens with glorious blinding teeth
She seems so kind and full of life and never put people beneath
I do not have a bad thought or a moment without any ease
I notice that because she pulled me up and smiled with a tease
She kept things close to her like my hand and my heart
She knew that I was just the man that gave her a good start
I never had a thought of leaving because of a fight
I will never part with her because she is my sight
She looks forward at all times and never looks back
She knows how I am if some one would hurt her I would attack
I will never leave her side with out her knowing she is safe and sound
I am the man of her dreams I will never let her down hard on any ground
She loves me with all her heart and I know this because she gives me the look
She knew how long I waited for her to notice me, I remember it was long time it took
I waited by her side when she was ill and could not walk 
I held her hand and made her smile when I told her I love her, when I talk
She noticed it in my voice the feelings with care
She never looked at me in a blank stare


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Fair Memory

   I see you fair in memory’s sweet abode 
   ‘tis truly there with you I long to be 
   To touch again ‘fore daydream walls erode 
   Thy lips of red, o passion, mine to thee 
 
   In passion do I feel the tempest rise 
   Rise to meet the moonlight’s sweet caress 
   To see myself in love there in your eyes 
   And in thy garden dare to find me rest 
 
   O damn the world that holds this body bound 
   N’er content, my spirit yearns to search the wind 
   ‘tis there in sweet repose my love is found 
   And there I long to be with you again 
 
   For in fair memory’s eye no care there be 
   And to thy heart, mine own, I’d give to thee


Christopher Thor Britt
(Motif: Romantic)


Details | Free verse | |

The seasons of us

when winter comes and skeletons of trees

stand starkly upon the snow

i will think of you

and your head on my lap before the fireplace

skating on the gaunt, deep pond 

where we made love on brighter days

hot chocolate and fired brandies

and standing at windows while flurries fell

 

when it is spring again and trees bear promises

as islands of snow die slowly in their shadows

i will think of you

when all was alive again and you believed in us

within the world of nest-making and streams going home

making bouquets of foothill flowers

constantly profaning the word “forever”

and imagining that winter was forever gone

 

when summer is upon me with sweltering wrath

i will come to the forest where we walked and

i will think of you

where we were prone beneath the well dressed limbs

in a canopy above us, fitted into one another like lovers

by the quarry lake where you were covered in beads of water

and the sun loved you and glistened upon your body

where i looked at you as one would view sunsets or miracles

 

autumn will come with all its dark omens and i will walk 

upon the crisp leaves made spectacular by death

and i will think of you

where the earth wore its gaudy colors while ours had faded

into the murky hues of uneasiness and fear

and soon the trees will awaken alone and naked to the world

and i will understand their plight in a box called home

where once laughter lived and life was wonderful

 

there was a time before seasons and sentiment

when small, gentle hands covered my eyes with giggles

and you gasped, “oh, i’m sorry!  i thought you were someone else!”

i smiled then and replied, “i am.”

it was the spring of us that led into the caldron of summer passion

before time and treasons took their toll

before reality and reason tore the glitter from our eyes

and our autumn came that condemned us to our winter 


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Yes, it's You

It's been almost 8 years since the day we've known each other,
but it's still fresh on my mind.
The moment I saw you, I already knew that we would be like good friends 
and I was right.
I first felt the little thing called love on you. 
Some said He was my first, but deep inside I knew it was not him but instead it was You.

My feeling for you started when we treated each other as best friends.
And yes, I find myself jealous every time you talked to me about your feelings for her,
but I hid my feelings because I know it would only ruin our friendship.
So, I just let my eyes close even if it was obviously hurting me
Every time I utter her name in front of you.

Days passed, I stopped expecting that someday you'll love me more than a best friend.
'Til one day, I was on my room, 
my brother received a text message but he's not around
So I went up and read it.
It was from You, I saw your name on the inbox and read carefully your message.
I was shocked! I can't believe it. 
My heart smiled as though it did not smile before.

It was the day that I knew that you loved me too.
It was memorable for me.
From that day, I felt your love.
Every time you went into our house,
we spent time together and would even say the magical words.

'Til one day, when I woke up, my feelings changed.
I started hating you and I don't know why.
I didn't talked to you and I always ignore your ideas.
I knew, you've been hurt by my words
And it was another girl who fixed your heart.
I saw how she made you felt better.
And I unexpectedly got jealous, again.

Today, I'm coming back to you, 
to love you for the second time.
I don't know if we could have the feelings back,
Yet I'm trying my best to win again your heart,
To hear you saying those magical words and promises, again.
I won't expect for something,
But I am willing to wait 'til our hearts will finally be reunited and beat as one.



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You Alone

Look at you, you have found my heart
With love I stare into your eyes
With passion I devise
I can not part with you or can not stop the things I have started

So I raise my hands to embrace you and you alone

Look I walk by your side and I found my self crying
With your hands so soft with gentleness
With your smile so beautiful with carefulness
I do notice life with you without sighing

So I raise my hands to embrace you and you alone

Without a fear of losing you, you are in my visions
With beautiful roses by your side 
I love you more than twelve times
Without doubt I do love you, I care for you and you alone

So do not walk away 
Please lets talk about things anyway
With feelings of letting you go is make me ache in the heart
Do not stop believing my passion has fallen apart

So I raise my hands to embrace you and you alone

Look I want us to grow old with each other through years of journeys
With hope of sharing life of fulfillment that gives us memories
With this I hope to give all of my faith and I hope it is not to late
I Look into your eyes with such full life because you have been my life date

So I raise my hands to embrace you and you alone

And you alone

So I raise my hands to embrace you

you alone



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Celebration


The sea birds sat upon the wharf,
my only friends have been the shades
and the transmittance of our days,
floats on the nightly waving surf.

How beautiful the words gather
to build my solitude - her form,
rose petals dancing in the storm,
- was I her soul's ideal lover?

And when the bells of Sundays ring
unfair's my thought while flowers bloom,
where time's apostasy's my doom,
my words' approach in airs shall cling.

How Oxford blue, the harbor is,
up where the stars behind clouds hide,
fair constellation - unknown bride,
Athena's blest and soul's aegis?

Sea birds have sat upon the moors;
the waves explode to windward foam,
my eyes upon the landscape roam,
erewhile withdraw to verse detours.

Along the aural sceptre of morn,
(Soft and inspiring silence is!) ,
you send across the waters bliss,
heart beats like cymbals of times' mourn.

Maybe if I prayed to the sea gods,
they would revive our school years play,
return that celebration day,
up where my lines bedizened flawed.

Maybe if I smiled to wharf's sorrow,
you would return and join in mists,
amid blithe rhymes and palms kissed,
our celebration tomorrow.

© G.V. 01-22-2013 All rights reserved


Details | Free verse | |

Thinking Of You

I remember happiness,
No more,
No less,
Only true love.

I imagined,
You beside me...

I remember your eyes,
I remember your lips,
I feel your love,
I know your life...


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Lost in Loss

The fog hung thick about him.
So thick he could shove it aside.
It clung to him,
As young love clings to an even younger kiss.
An enduring memory, that in deed was all to brief.
It wrapped him in a sense deprived embrace.
Foreign arms in his all too familiar and fragile world.
Shaking the perilous cliff,
That his courage balanced upon.

He was suddenly assaulted,
By the smell of burnt pine and hemlock,
The sound of burnt and hacking screams,
The sound of a monster roaring... Consuming.
It's frame lit up the world around it,
And in the process forever darkening his.

He approached the long dead skeleton.
That once was his home,
The purpose he once had,
And the void that had replaced it.

The grey film soon broke.
The sun stretched down to bathe him in the clarity he had once known.
Reaching to help him.
But, the light was always reaching.
Trying to break through, dampened isolation.
The fog, perpetually inside him.
Dampening the fires that once brought meaning,
Embracing him... taking from him.
As it once took from him.

The fire of life that had once given him purpose and meaning,
Now just a smolder, continually dampened by the fog
Taken roost in his soul.
The fire of his life, his fate that had looked so bright,
Devoured by the worldly conflagration made
Of heat, 
And wood, 
And screams.
Now just a charred skeleton of what once had been.

He called to his daughter,
With the pain of cagastric ruin,
"Come on, time to go."
Now just a smolder of what once had been.


-Comments are appreciated.


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Sweet child of mine

The stars they used to bring tears to my eyes
Dark skies, I cried as I prayed for daylight
You were my fragment of pain
I became swallowed in memorys of darkness
That used to come and go so haunting, the loss of you
Still is killing me, for you were gone so suddenly..

My first child
My first love
Now all I have left
Are the stars above
Not to mention
The glow of the moon
That always reminds me
That you were taken too soon
Tears fall down my cheeks
When your name is spoken, that's when 
These demons become awoken
The heartbreak
The despair
Losing your child
Is too much to bear
Sleepless nights
Dreams full of terror
Seeing the pain in your eyes
Everytime you look in the mirror

I can look at the stars now
With hope, instead of pain
You my child, did not die in vain
You will live through me, glow bright star
Glow.. Glow for me
And for all of 
The mommys to see
Be my guidance, keep me from the ledge
To you child, this I pledge:

I see your glow and I can now smile
Though I might shed a tear every once and a while
Just because, I'm missing you
But I promise I will pull through

Thank you spirits
Thank you stars
For welcoming my child
With open arms
Keep him safe
Give him love
And let him know I am with him
Everytime I look above..


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Forgetting

i will forget you

just as i have forgotten my first kiss

and third grade teacher

you will be forgotten

and sent into the backyard of my mind

and forbidden to return

 

i will turn away from the push cart

with purple asters 

and ignore gazebos and river walks

i will not go where people mingle in twos

and where apple blossoms touch the air

i will be too busy forgetting you

 

nothing will be related to you

not the key hook you forced into the wall

or the tablecloth you scorched

because you turned for a kiss

everything will be what it is

without a remnant of what was you

 

i will forget you

even when dreams resurrect us

and you take vengeance in your absence

i was forgetting you with another

but saw the baby robin peak from its nest

and excitedly said, “carol, look!”

 

i will forget you

through every temptation and hint

daisy fields and haystacks

the first green suggestion of spring

you returning to bed for “just a minute”

i will forget you

 

but not just now


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I try to fight

I try to fight them, those cruel clawing cold hands
 that drag me from the pit, clawing, twisting, crushing me.
 I must find you! I need to hold you, to be held by you!
 So I fight, desperately, to break free, to find you.
 I try to fight them, even as the feel of the ropes upon my arms
 burning  ever deeper,  into my skin
. I fight desperately, as the leather collar bites into my throat,
 and my breath leaves me. I try to fight, savagely, desperately, to break free.
 Knowing I can never escape, that I will fail,
 and knowing full well, what fate awaits us both.
 I know not where they have taken you, but I can still feel you,
 can still hear your voice, as it softly speaks of love.
, It is how I know you are still alive,
 and that knowledge gives me strength to fight on desperately.
 My body is ravaged, torn, the horrors those cruel hands have dealt, have broken my very soul,
 yet I try, desperately to fight. I long for release into the void,
yet I can still feel you, still hear your voice, still know your love.
 I know not, where they will take me, until the wagon comes to a stop. 
Then, for the first time in almost 16 days, your eyes are the first thing I see.
 You are alive, and when your eyes finally find mine, you look with such love, at me.
 So again, I fight! I fight so desperately, but those, horrible cruel hands,
 tighten their vicious grip, once more.
 I reach for you, needing your touch, sobbing your name.
 The pain, almost forgotten, gone, almost instantly. I struggle, oh, how I fight!
 And so, I didn’t see. I didn’t see the first of the blows, that spilled crimson onto the snow,
 at my feet. I screamed for you. I screamed your name desperately
 as I watched blow after blow rip your body to pieces, in front of me. Your blood turning the snow to slush, scarlet staining my feet. I watched your soul flee as I screamed for you,
 as the fight poured out of me. I watched, as they defiled you.
I watched as they ripped your body apart. I felt your soul leave mine.
 I watched, as the light of the sunrise left your eyes.
 My soul broken, my body savaged, I crumbled to ashes, there in the snow, at your side.
 The numbness that overtook me, did nothing to save me, that day. I can still taste your blood.
 Goddess above, I still taste your blood! No, More!
 No longer, will I bear this well of horror, and tears!
 Goddess, help me! I am drowning in it!


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Do You Remember

Was it really as you remember?
Was it as sweet as you recall?
What was the other’s name?
Do you remember them at all?

Do you remember where you were,
The season or the time of day?
Do you remember how it made you feel
And what next you had to say?

Had you practiced on your hand?
Did you do it right or almost miss?
How often do you think of it…

Your very first Hollywood kiss?


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Questions

Did I ever love you as much as I miss you?

Is your absence the source of my pain?

Or am I just weak and my heart insists to

Resurrect you again and again?

Are there secrets yet to discover

Only because of the misery I’ve felt

Until I’m too old to recover

And too selfish to forgive myself?

 

Our lives should be written in pencils

That we might erase and start over again

But would I choose a beginning more gentle

Or only change the way that it ends?

Would I invite you to be with me

Or erase the day that we met

Or stay lost in the depths of self pity

About you and this sense of regret


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Selfish Wish

Selfish wish

I kept without even thinking about how you felt. I'm greedy, selfish, crybaby, self harming and what more you put up with all of those things for so long. How come it took me so long to realize it? How come it hurt now that I've let you go and can never forgive what I've done?
I can't believe how much I'm missing you. But I could never tell you the truth, why? Because I am to prideful to egotistical to even admit that my heart is torn, that my mind goes blank whenever I think of you, that if I was ever asked myself if I missed you I would say "No, I hate him with all my heart" but in my heart I know I'm missing you to death. I'm doing this for my own selfish gain, even if it means hurting you in the end I'll do it if it meant saving you. I don't mind becoming the bad guy, being the person everyone hates if it meant making you smile. It been to long since I've last seen you I wonder if you smile, I wonder if you laugh, I wonder if you cry, I wonder if you even think of me while your with her. I guess it can't be helped, I brought this upon myself and I'll keep hurting you.
I know I'm going to run from you because every time I see you leaving I want to grab you and tell you never to leave me again. But I'm trying to save you, your smile, your laugh, and the happiness you gained with your own hard work. What am I saving you from? Myself of course.


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Watermarks of the time and tide - Second part

Watermarks of the time and tide! (Second part to abide by the word count limit)

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My reason for living took a new meaning ever since I became a parent!

Loving, sacrificing, and caring are the best ways in which life is spent!

When you bring a soul into this world, you have to love that till you live!

Never thinking of what you will get back, only trying your best to give!

Your child remains a part of you, that you protect more than yourself!

Your child's well being comes first, all the rest can be put on the shelf!

Being a devoted mom or a pa is the ultimate zenith of your own creation!

The sentiments that you feel then could never be faked by any imitation!

You worry less what will happen to you, more what's your child's future!

Will there be someone to lovingly look after the selfless way you nurture?

As your little ones grows bigger, the larger and more become their needs!

Just as plants need more of the water and nourishment than mere seeds!

With time your vigor dwindles, as you slowly slither into your middle age!

Though you don't have so much physical power, you season into a sage!

Life has taught you lessons for years that have made you become wiser!

You want to share your wisdom, though only few take you as an advisor!

You get better at doing things efficiently, with your well thought out plans!

Most of us would vow that it is the most productive part of their life spans!

We've seen offsprings grow who've taken charge of their lives on their own!

They have formed their families making orchards from seeds we had sown!

We get lots of respect at work and in the society as we have achieved a lot!

The story of our life has unfolded to its climax from where it began as a plot!

Having seen our best years, we've started slipping into the precipice of old age!

Before we were so eager to move on, now we are wary of turning the next page!

We used to be so confident, aspiring to be in control of everything all around!

But now we must pull ourselves together to get going, we've unhappily found!

Sometimes ago we were always told we are fit and healthy, nothing to worry!

Now we've started getting cautions that for our next screening we must hurry!

We only had a pleasant rush of endorphins and adrenaline not that long ago!

It looks likes that those jovial hormones won't be there most of the times now!


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Recalled Memories

Tenderly she picked the pink flower
day dreaming of the first flower given
wandering over to the bedecked bower
she dreamily looked at the garden

Memories of happy times came flooding in
the places they had visited together
Roma where they bathed in Turkish basins
Athens, they were victims of a flasher

Paris is the city of love and romance
here they had dallied playing some love games
time they spent alone in a loving trance
their love for each other fueled by flames

Love had bound them for all eternity
memories founded on a dynasty


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Daybreak

I wake on the sand
Right near the beach
You have yet to awake
Far out of reach
And Daybreak has arrived
A beauty unlike any other
Comparable only to us, girl
And how we love each other

So I gaze up alone
Marveling up at the sky
The warmth of the sun
Drying my eyes
I'm reflecting on us
Oh how each other we trust
I'm just so happy we're together
And I think to myself,
Just as this sun, we'll last forever

Then returning to be with you
I lay again now
Place my hand gently
On your warm tender shoulder
While I think of our lives today, love
And how they'll be when we're older...
I know there'd be no other way
So "I Love You" I make sure I say
To you, each and everyday


Details | Free verse | |

Goodbye My Friend

Sometimes you must take a second look.
What you might've seen may have been written in a book.
The memories, the truths.
The starlight, the booth.
We took pictures of that day.
That day we were okay.
But today is anew.
Everything we've been through.
Thrown away like a wrapper.
Blown up like a sapper.
Every thing you've said a lie.
The lies flown into my very own eye.
One day I will, we will all die.
Don't cry.
Flourish the past.
Embrace the future.
The world keeps turning.
The sun keeps burning.
Whether you're there or not.
Look at what you've got.
Money is just a virtue.
That you should've knew.
What do you have when the world keeps turning?
What do you know when the sun keeps burning?
All gone. All gone.
Have you enjoyed your life?
Did you apologize to your wife?
Did you say I love you to your kids?
I mean god forbid.
Goodbye. Goodbye.
My friend goodbye.
It's been a nice trip.
I'm sorry you had to slip...Away..



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A man with no plan

Running down the Valley
And the script cant lie at all 
The fasting sun rises
The harder the fall
It aint fair
It isn’t the end 
But to forgive me 
Is the pain you cannot mend
To put it in your shoes
And you remain strong 
Im weak
Cause for me this road 
Is no dead end 
And this useless blood I leak 
Red roses and violent skies cannot retrieve 
What has been lost 
And im stuck in grief 
Believe me when I say Im sorry
Acknowledge my pain
Cause too many tears have dropped
Too many shed like rain 
Left me in vain
And here I stand hopeless
Just another chance
And ill put your needs in focus
Like the bright eyes of a locus
I merely adopted the heart ache 
Like you my best friend
But your moving on 
Put me aside and lets pretend
All I needed was a hand
To hold me at my worst
Wings to raise me at my weakest
Forever I stand
A man with no plan


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Only in You

Through the lonely woods, I may head,

Upon the autumn leaves, I may tread,

At the secluded horizon, I may stare,

And only you, I may see,

In those symphonies of silence,

In those melodies of calmness,

In those euphonies of quietness.

 

By the silent lake, I may lay,

Till the twilight fades, I may stay,

Then in reclusive silence, I may walk,

And only to you, I may talk,

Through those toungueless emotions,

Through those wordless attachments,

Through those voiceless sentiments.

 

In the lone meadow, I may wander,

Along the untrodden paths, I may waver,

In companionless seclusion, I may hide,

And only in you, I may find,

The depths of oneness,

The bonds of togetherness,

The cozy feel of coalescence.

 

In the wilderness of emotions, I may die,

At the merciless daggering, I may sigh,

Through a million wounds, I may bleed,

And only in you, I may seek,

The balm of love,

The warmth of affection,

The heal of inseparability.


Details | Light Poetry | |

Last Dance

Goodbye soul-digger,the music is done
we've reached the heaven on it's peak
Wake up little darling, and rest on your feet
This is the last hour that we should've missed.


Goodbye to our last dance,
tomorrow is not  ours to hold.
Let's cherish each moment like its the end
Thank you for the memories that wouldn't fade.


Details | ABC | |

Push Up

i could sit here. day in and day out
thinking of the most proper way
to let the ink in the pen spill out
but as of late im feeling prehistoric 
so much weight on my shoulders 
and i dont know where to go
resuscitate my soul
look back up and head to the goal

so much evil around. i feel like the devils workin double shifts just to bring me down.
on the road to redemption
you can take a seat up in the front section
just so you can feel the emotions
in this electric notion

i've done a lot of things that hide the halo
let it all collaborate when i medicate 
now look at me, mind workin like plato
formulate a new path to take so i can
maneuver through all the mistakes 
we all know we cant change what we've already made
but we can change the next thing we create
startin to sound like a serenity prayer
5 steps till im thirty
and the twenty four before i was never a player
found out when the lights came back on im strictly a lover
its the strongest drink for your soul, when its thirsty
so careful how much you intake or be left hungover
even worse be the one she ran over

i dont mean to come off like im too deep
but the obstacles made there way through just to scrape through
and leave me suffocating
just for me to re-invent a new way to breathe, re-decorating

is your life so complicated 
you rather wet up your pillows and revoke from the life you live
just think of your kids mourning 
theyll never see that pretty face in the morning any more
cheer your self up
you got a lot to live for
your a gem and im that friend
trynna appraise the value 
that you dont see inside of you


just another day for him
goin about
searchin wonderin what his purpose is
running in circles 
till he found a way through all the turbulence





Details | Rhyme | |

The Ghost I Knew

Can I catch you
Can you stay?
Forests at wood
There we play
A gentle hand 
That fixed the dress
Brushing tears back
Saving stress
I can not bare
The oaken wave
Only memories
Can I save
I miss your hair
And what it covered
More than a mind
God knows I loved her
The ghost I knew
She rests away
I can not catch you
You can not stay.


Details | Free verse | |

Photos

They stand before me in uniform columns

A mixture of snapshots and Polaroids 

As testimony to the time of us

Each is a witness to a moment that was

When I clicked you into permanence

And sanctified an instant never to be denied

There is the shaded image of you asleep

Your hand resting easily on the pillow

And I remember wondering where you had gone

In the passage through your dreaming

 

You are there with funny face and clownish pose

Sitting pensive and aloof beside the River Po

Lifting a toast, as if to us and all tomorrows

Somber and dejected on the day the canary died

You are there, made as forever as a statue

Immortal upon flexible plastic

And indelible upon my memories, you are there

Each photo a recollection, like ashes of reality

Engraved upon my soul in kisses and promises

You are there because I am your inheritance to you


Details | Narrative | |

Physically and Mentally Abuse

I was born in a world of poverty and soiled life of a third world country
The way I lived till I was five years of age was walls of boundary
These walls had towers of guards that had no heart or care
If a child would try to climb the wall they lose their life I swear

Father had drank and threatened my mother with a knife
My father lost his job and wife and that was the hardship of life
He stopped my mother from taking off with me in her arm
Hoping that my father would ignore and left me be with no harm

When my father went off to drink one night and came home with rage
My brothers stood by my crib and took a beating that set up the next stage
My father had woken up to three scared children half starved and in pain
His final words as he walk away from the orphanage gate live life do not go insane

I was still a baby in the orphanage; the caretakers did not really care about the babies
They stole items and materials those wicked men and maternal evil ladies
They starved all the babies because it cost a lot to keep them alive
As a child of that age I could feel the sins and greed that gave out bad vibes

I was ignorant about what I drank and ate, as I see white maggots move in my bottle
As I see them move I thought about how they were playing and some were hostel
They ate each other to keep each other alive in a manner that took me by surprise
In the back round I hear others throwing things with sounds of painful cries

I got very strong at a young age I was able to start pulling myself up over the cage
My feelings were to see my brothers with strong lungs that I cried out of rage
My two brothers came to see me and sneak food into my crib
The caretaker would find the food in my hands as they grabbed it and hit me on my ribs

As painful as it was I kept eating the food with blood in my mouth as it was instinct
I sometimes laid in my crib dazed and confused with smell of death so distinct
With all my might I kept myself strong and climb the small wall
I finally was old enough to get out of the building and I could hear my brothers call

With tears of joy with short legs that ran as fast as my heart
I ran to my brothers arms and held their hands to have a new start
I grew stronger everyday but more things came into my life in a manner of dismay
If my brothers stay by my side I could smile and everyday their would be okay



Details | Iambic Pentameter | |

Pier Four


The north wind blows on loners' date, 
dusk cold of February and dark, 
strange ghosts remember us - they hark, 
we met on moors, one verse too late.

On wharf stray winds, wild bark - like dogs, 
alone I wait - on time's frontier, 
from this devoid - alive once Pier, 
whereon you smiled to winter fogs.

And it is strange to feel you there, 
you never left the winds' long call; 
I feel your flow in veins to haul, 
a string of tales - nostalgic fare.

And you appear - a wraith in mind, 
that distant smiles with blue soft eyes, 
gray clouds and snow from low hung skies, 
- how doleful meet our dusks and twine!

The night ascribes - pure quilt of snow, 
so much quietness falls and dearth, 
regales the emptiness of earth
and solitude of our time's tow.

Moon harbinger you'll spring to fore, 
if you appear, my life will shine, 
a conferred love will wave to mine, 
bloom-scented winds will reach Pier Four.

© 06/26/2012
(Iambic tetrameter)
entering Andrea's contest "into the gloaming"


Details | Elegy | |

Rythm of a prayer

Let me sing this song
Dozens words in my yearning rhythm
Delivered within the wind of autumn
A single pray, only for you

In this moment of silence
Bearing clearly in my mind
The love we have given one another
In our years of sharing

You embraced me with endless love
A love that cannot be compared
And it lights my sky forever
Made me a woman I am

We are destined to have each other
Since my first breath, until your last
So I sing this song for you,
Mother.


Details | Iambic Pentameter | |

Precious Stones

Little boy with heavy pockets 
Make my eyes pop out their sockets.
Every stone your eyes find shiny,
Whether big, however tiny.
You swoop them up, your pockets full
Every stone has magical pull.
Your shelves all lined with precious stones
You polished as you brought them home.
Before you go to bed each night 
You feel each one holding them tight.
Then as you sleep snug in your bed
Precious stones sparkle in your head.

11.17.2014
Anthony Slausen’s Contest 
Precious Stones and Gems 


Details | Free verse | |

Whistle

Running, after more than you, can hold.
Taking, someone else’s love, and leaving.
Children are fearful of what they’re told.

Can’t you see I’m the one who’s freezing?
I was just a child with a trinket 
Never knowing that it’d be, more to me

When you were gone to, too far, from me.
Steady with your hands close to my heart
Never letting our world’s tear us apart

I know, your icicles 
I miss the beaches that we played on
You missed the child in your own eyes

Now you’re gone, 
But I’m still not here.
Why can’t you wake up 

I’m not ready
Please, just take your time, don’t leave now
I can’t fight this world alone.


Details | Haiku | |

Haikus About God: IV

God made all people
But some better than others?
Stop being silly.


Details | Lyric | |

It's Not Over

Don’t say it’s all over (cause it’s not)
“Sorry” won’t cover it…so don’t go on your knees and pray for my forgiveness 
Oh baby…don’t listen to the commotion…I’m done taking cover (it’s all for naught)
I’m plummeting in slow motion…into the remorseful pit…I’m plummeting in my nightmare’s abyss

I want to carry you through the night… 
I’m swimming in the ocean of my tears… 
My sodden wings lost its ability of flight…
You've been swimming in your distress for years… 

Shut up! Don’t say it...
Don’t even think of it (don’t even ponder it)
Hey! Don’t say it’s all over…though we’re breaking bit by bit 
‘Cause there’s more treasure to discover 

I want to remind you to fight the good fight…
My misery pools are brewing inside of my head…
I’m backing away from the light & exploring the night… 
You’re giving in to sleep and I’m wide awake on my bed 

Shut up! Don’t say it...
Don’t even think of it (don’t even ponder it)
Hey! Don’t say it’s all over…though we’re breaking bit by bit 
‘Cause there’s more treasure to discover 

Please don’t tell me…oh, don’t tell me…darling!
You’re giving up today… (I beg you to stay, despite your inner pain) 
I’m scared I might erupt – it could be quite startling!
Someday, things will change for the better… (Don’t turn the wrong lane)
I’m waiting for that day to arrive – perhaps it will wash away our dismay…

I promise you a tranquil reality 
I want to stray with you tonight 
I still have hope that He’ll set us free
I was wondering if you could stay the night
Maybe the Lord could grant us 
Pure, incredible delight 

Shut up! Don’t say it...
Don’t even think of it (don’t even ponder it)
Hey! Don’t say it’s all over…though we've plunged into our own pit 
‘Cause there’s more treasure to gather…


Details | Rhyme | |

Your Special Day

(Dedicated to Danielle Bryant)

It's your special day
And I have so much to say.
Oh that time will let me,
There are thousands of things to make you see:

The happy times,
Lengthening with the clock's chimes;
The beautiful talks we exchanged,
Never believing there could be a change;

The midnight conversations,
Smiles on our faces our only compensation;
Our dreams and hopes,
The only reason we could cope.

Those moments we spent together
Are memories I'll cherish forever;
Memories I can look at and smile,
Knowing they are reasons to aim high.

Oh if I could do more than just words
And not pull memory chords!
It's your special day
And my own very special way
Of wishing a happy birthday
To a friend who just walked away.


Details | Abecedarian | |

Gone

Gone
After your last breath I was defeated,
Body, soul and spirit taken down.
Caressing memories became my new world,
Drowning in the past was solid ground.
Everything you did from start to finish,
Following me in my dreams so clear.
Great to know the time we had together
Harboured solace in my heart, sweet dear.
Innocence; the name of our beginning,
Joined as one we never were apart.
Kempt; seemed to be our life together,
Laughter always flowing from the heart.
Moments I shall keep in memories arc.

Nails like daggers pierced the world we started,
Offering us comfort, could no man.
Pain struck from the thought of being parted,
Quietly my darling took a stand.
Right down to the last he did not waver,
Standing tall and giving his vast love.
Tremendous was his courage as he traveled
Under wings of Angels brought above.
Veiled in sadness moving gently forward
Waiting for the sun to drown the rain.
Xanthic was the color of his golden hair
Yearning now to see it once again.
Zaps me at the thought of it my friend.

Written 08.29.2014
Brenda Meier-Hans 
1st


Details | Tanka | |

Whisper

Stirring my coffee
Staring right in front of me
Thoughts flies like echoes
Reverberating the past
Silence whispered... I'm alive.


Details | Ballad | |

Lost and Found

To imagine after all this time that has gone by,
    I would be talking to the one that once caught my eye.
Out of nowhere one day she just seemed to appear,
   Just so incredibley surprising to me after all of these years.
Sharing all those thoughts and dreams we once had ,
   How we laughed at those days yet it made us a bit sad.
For the feelings I did not know she had for me ,
   It only makes me wonder what our lives would be.
Our hearts now beating as they did back in the days,
   How we are acting like children going out to play.
The love I feel for her has never felt so strong,
   A love that once was I thought was forever gone.
But to my excitement I can honestly & sincerely say ,
   The love that was lost has been found and here to stay.
This thing we have found in this love between you & me ,
   Joy and happiness for the rest of our lives is what I see.
TAC


Details | Ode | |

My damsel

My 
golden 
damsel,
When 
I 
look 
upto 
the 
sky
I 
see 
you 
among 
the 
Stars 
shinning 
brightly.
Then 
you 
looked 
down 
on 
Me,your 
gentle 
smiles 
caressing 
my 
heart,
The 
very 
bones 
of 
me 
know 
that 
part 
of 
them 
is 
Up 
somewhere.
I 
bless 
the 
day 
I 
found 
You,your 
love 
is 
a 
healing 
Balm 
to 
my 
life.
Devouted 
will 
I 
be 
till 
the 
End 
of 
time,
Because 
you 
are 
my 
Choicest 
crown.


Details | Light Poetry | |

The Red Rose Of Eternal Love - Part 2

Crimson stains
Of my remains
Ashes of past desires
Are given unto you
Weep not
For finally I shall do you some good
Scatter me in the garden
And as life begins anew
And seasons change to spring
The heavens may water the gardens
My ashes shall make the future bloom
And so when you see the perfect red rose
Crucify me once more
Pluck this flower
And breathe the fragrance of my love
I am the red rose of eternity


Details | Rhyme | |

Your Wedding Photo

I never wanted to write about you a man from my past
From so many life's ago I felt our love would last
I was so young and weak from your trance
Little did I know that it was just part of your dance

Today, you posted a picture of your wedding years ago
Told of how deep your love was for the one that you betroth
Sweet and sappy drippings of a romance so true
Little did they know how you had always dated two

I gave you all four years of my college life
Believed in all your statements about being your wife
Never had an inkling that you had strung me along
Believing in the tryst of lies you had sung to me in song

Described how for 37 years she's been your best friend
Our college years together in 83' did end
So with my calculations your relationship began
In '78 before we met, so now I understand

For four years I believed that I'd become your wife
Instead you were courting two and living a double life
I'm so grateful that I never married you to this day
For a marriage built upon a lie, you would always stray

I hope that all the girls in college today will listen up! 
Don't waste time on men in school education is a must
Men will come and go like water through a sieve
Count only on yourself and what you have to give

I dodged a bullet with this scoundrel, went on to finer things
I am forever grateful he no longer pulls my strings. 



Details | Verse | |

Inevitable Bear

Oh lonely Inevitable Bear,
Padding claws, death in white
Sorrow in recurring nightmare
Instinct’s test; fight or flight?

Camouflage against the fence,
A challenge; my subconscious fear
Ominous slowly moving silence,
“Let me in, there’s a bear out here!”


Details | Free verse | |

A Departing Memory

I know you.
Candles lit, incense fuming,
You like it when I bite your neck, just hard enough.
Blankets thrown about the room
So recklessly, they refold themselves.

And we roll down a hill together,
Kissing the leaves, tickling with our eyes,
Laughing with our hearts.
"You'll just leave me for the next girl you find."
"Yes," I say. Because only
Nothing
Lasts forever.
And it spills through the cracks in your hands
The moment you grasp it.
Like water from a stone.
She bites my neck
Drawing lines of ecstasy down my back with her fingernails
Spilling into me, fighting my words.
"I leave when the sun sets."




Details | Free verse | |

Collage of Warm Illusions


A squinting friend peers through a lens Along the aisle, a tri-pod bends around bouquets, and snaps a file of wedding guests An older brother, winks a smile, for in his eyes a warm embrace. He plays a trace of Bach, on his guitar Her younger brother sings along, and thinks of spars, high jinks, and pranks, her laughing face that sparked their childhood bond Her father ponders her first bike mosquito bites, her freckles and a scabby knee A fortress, high, among the trees where a princess climbed, to castles, fair where songbirds watched from cradled nests, above her braided hair He'd turn the world from end to end to spin her back to then again, .....but that was then.... ...and this is now...he must release her hand... And through my tears, a child I bore adores her knight, with eyes... in sight He waits for her. She lights a smile...... in satin slippers up the aisle He lifts a veil and they are more than what they were before ~ ~
____________________________________________________ Inspired by Craig's Contest:" A Collage Held Dear" 10/2/13


Details | Heroic Couplets | |

What I know

I went to the ocean where we used to go, 
I sat on the cliffs and I felt the wind blow.
I saw with my eyes, the seasons, they change
The waves come in and they go out again.
I picked up a leaf, and wrote down my heart
A gift from me, now that we're apart.
I know that I want you, I know you don't care.
I know that I need you, I know you're not there.
I know what I want, can never be
Because it's too late baby to say what I need.
So I whispered "I love you" to a cloudless sky,
and wiped away a drop that fell from my eye.


Details | Verse | |

Philosophical Poetry Week: Transient Tuesday

I am a misprint,
Ink blot on love,
I remain a maybe
Longing for fact,
No speck of lint,
A hand in glove.
Thunder; a baby
Will only react

When you etch
Parallel clouds,
Whistling on cue
To a dead town.
Dream a sketch
Of silent crowds
Becoming you,
This boiling crown

Chews thought
Into flagellation.
Holes in the walls
To spy through,
Seeking a sort
Of bricked-up sun.
A heaven of halls,
All leaving you.


Details | I do not know? | |

My Wishes are Simple





My Wishes are Simple


My wishes are simple,
my desires few,

to gaze upon an ocean,
and marvel at a solitary drop of dew.



My wishes are simple,
my dreams not too grand,

to feel the waves teasing my tired feet,
with no footprints left in the cool, wet sand.



My wishes are simple,
my thoughts serenely gentle, calm,

my heart resting beneath a swaying palm,

healing my being, caressed by nature's soothing balm.





Details | Ballad | |

My Wonderful Love and Me

My Wonderful Love and Me

We met by the sand and the sea
My wonderful love and me

We sat on the sand by the sea
My wonderful love and me

We played in the waves of the sea
My wonderful love and me

The sun shone on us both at the sea
My wonderful love and me

We married there down by the sea
My wonderful love and me

We built us a house by the sea
My wonderful love and me

Our family grew with us there by the sea
My wonderful love and me

Years passed for us there by the sea
My wonderful love and me

Illness took her away by the sea
My wonderful love from me

Now I sit here alone by the sea
Sad that she’s taken from me

I think how we met by the sea
How happy we both seemed to be

I remember our times by the sea
Memories now only for me.



Details | Narrative | |

Before my Eyes

I watched her walk away
And my mind wondered away
Do I or Not
Count the fading heels
Count the healing strides
Count the fast passing past
Finger after finger

I never stopped and I cursed
To voice atop the last floor
How do I or Not
Steal tomorrow from the day
Beam with joy where I don’t enjoy
Look back and see you seeing me
Like children hiding nothing

The fire is gone
The bush is growing on cinder
Will it or  Not
Shoot each foil and flower
Summon you who lights the fire
Pretend nothing ever killed
The whole generation of Love


Details | Lyric | |

How Alone Am I

How Alone Am I
How Sad Am I 
You never Know
I never Show

You Smile WIth A Shine
I Smile with Wine
Your Enthralling Eyes
Defines My Style

Missing you is my life
Yes I live, but I strife
Finding you beneath the stars
Misng You my life chars.


Details | Prose Poetry | |

Familiarity

What is it to me
that I cannot place you
in the picture painted by the years
the life has already spent?
Do you merely lurk,
and leave at a much later time?
Or, 
maybe
you are staying
because 
    you 
        are 
           meant
                to 
                   stay.

Then,
stay.
If you may.
I pray.
While I find a place (for us)
in the picture of eternities,
the gods must be 
hiding, 
conspiring;
themselves amusing.


Ah, the grand scheme of things -
                            a forgetting.
A familiar spirit we feel -
                            a remembering.     


(Note) This piece was inspiredly written for the beautiful souls - even the 
strangers - I have met along the way and will still come upon in my lifetime. To 
each special one, you have stirred quite a familiar spirit within. A remembrance 
of forgotten past, I suppose. Thank you for letting me peak through your 
soul's window. The veil of forgetfulness has never been thin as now to me. You 
have so given me a gift I shall treasure in the moments I may tend to forget 
who I truly am - a being with a soul.



Details | Couplet | |

It seems I wanted too much

It seems I wanted too much:
or may be just a touch.
May be a little bit more:
happiness with the one I adore.
May be a good morning kiss,
or sweet words: “My honey I miss”.

It seems I wanted too much:
to be happy as such,
to fly in the sky like a bird,
to be understood without a second word,
to listen to the songs of my Lord,
to give a smile and behave like a child.

It seems I wanted too much:
to live without any mistakes,
without any heart breaks.
I wanted my soul not to be cold,
to live without any storms,
to feel your heart warmth.

It seems I wanted too much:
to turn into a dove,
to swim on the waves of love,
to meet with you every dawn,
to have the wings of a swan
and never be alone.

It seems I wanted too much...

Larisa Rzhepishevska (Odessa, Ukraine)


Details | Quatrain | |

First

Haunted by your memory,
You're in my thoughts and dreams,
They say you never forget your first,
There's truth to that it seems


Details | Free verse | |

Dimensions

Inside my mind is a paradox when I reminisce about you with my filter off. 
I can speak about you but simultaneously be relating it to all the evils within myself.. 
The ones that I give into and live for.. 
The ones that escape my brain crawling out through wormholes. 
That's when I forget why I even wanted to remember for, tell me what for? 
I want to know why we disguise our emotions
Sweeping 'em under the welcome mat of the front door, kind of hypocritical, tell me what for?
That's what happens when the cadence of your heart meets the agony in my eyes..
Lost in our untimely consciousness.. 
That's what I'm always caught up in. 
I don't have to confess, you can see it on my face.. Adrift in space.. 
Assaulting myself by replaying memories..
How can two things be so wrong, so undone yet wound up in one? 
Reminisce reminisce, stop traveling back in your mind. 
Instead cast the feelings out among the stars, let 'em shine.. 
They float so far, they stay out of sight. But creep back up in the dark of the night. 
What's real shines through.. If ignorance is bliss then I guess I'll make a wish too. 
My little nightlights.. They literally are a piece of mind. 
Because when I'm zoned out I'm seeing my feelings that were lost in time..


Details | Sonnet | |

The Old World

You don’t know the old world,
But you would have liked it.
In that world, when I was young,
Like you, hungry to eat the roots
Full of fuel, I dreamed I could fly.
Flap my arms and fly, freely
I was a helium balloon,
Rising up into the blue sky.

When I think of you, it is like
A portal into that old world,
Where all my lost years unwind
A chance to find those butterflies
I left behind.  You, who don’t know 
But you would have liked it. 


Details | Rhyme | |

Two's Magic Nose

Such a nose had Ol’ Blue.
Best in south Missouri... everybody knew.
Could smell a pheasant across the plain.
Could point a covey in a hurricane.
That’s the way the legend goes.
Ol’ Blue had a “magic nose.”
 
As Blue got older, his master’s mind would drift away
To a place where he and young Blue used to play. 
In the mornings, sitting over his coffee cup
He found it sad there were no pups.
He thought it would be such a shame
If the only memory was Ol’ Blue’s name.
 
So, Jim was compelled and full of pride;
He made a search, far and wide,
To find Ol’ Blue a suitable mate.
No doubt, his offspring would be great.
It seemed likely, he supposed,
At least one pup would have his “magic nose.”
 
She was a Champion Miss from New Orleans,
A beautiful “red” named Cajun Queen.
But Blue suddenly passed away, before the pups were born.
Jim was broken hearted.  He and “Queenie” mourned.
Then came the litter, but there was only one.
Jim struggled for hope; after all, he was Ol’ Blue’s son.
 
Dappled and lanky, a handsome little cuss,
He looked just like Blue.  Jim made such a fuss.
Naming this pup would require no ado.
It was obvious.  Officially, he would be “Blue Two.”
Oh yes, these were mighty large tracks to fill.
“Can he?”, folks asked.  Jim would say, “Heck yes he will!”

So his nickname became “Two” and he seemed to be smart.
Soon it was time for his training to start.
The basics went well, but Jim’s outlook grew very dim
When, instead of pointing, Two would wag and jump and bark at him.
Oh, Two seemed to be trying; but try as he might,
He just could not seem to ever get it right.

“Blue’s son or not, he’s got to go!”
Jim found Two a “pet home” far away, in Tupelo.
On his way back, he stopped in Texarkana.
Been too long a time since he’d seen his sister Hannah.
Six days and six pounds later, he was back on his way.
Work at the farm was callin’ and he’d be drivin’ all day.
 
He thought about Ol’ Blue and wondered if and when
He’d ever have a birddog as good as Blue again.
Oh, he knew another “magic nose” was just a far off dream;
After all, it wasn’t something any man could scheme.
A “magic nose” was a gift from God, only given to a few;
And he was proud and very lucky just to have known Ol’ Blue.
 
As he turned into his drive, he broke into a smile.
“Why… I can’t believe it!  It…It must be 300 miles!”
Two was on the porch, thin and dirty; but he struck a handsome pose.
Jim ran and hugged Two hard.  “How’d you get back?  Lord only knows!”
Suddenly Jim realized; and struck with awe, he slowly rose.
A tear trickled to his smile.  “Why Two… you have a “magic nose!”
 
Two and Jim are best of friends, together everywhere.
From milkin’ cows to bedtime, Two is always there.
Jim doesn’t hunt much anymore, now Two’s a rescue dog.
Just last month, he saved a little girl lost in Cooley’s Bog.
Jim struts and tells proud, heroic stories;
While Two wags and jumps and barks, and shares his glory.
 
Jim boasts, “Like father, like son!”, then speaks fondly of Blue;
But all know the largest tracks to fill are those of Two.
His deeds are known far and wide,
And fill Jim’s heart with love and pride.
For with every rescue, the legend grows;
About a dog named Two, and his “magic nose.”


Details | Lyric | |

Summertime Re-Lyric

Summertime…and the livin’ is easy,                                                
Flowers growin’ and the sun’s sittin’ high.                                    
Your Daddy’s rich and your Momma’s so good lookin’;               
So hush, pretty baby…you got no reason to cry. 

One of these days, you’re gonna rise up smilin’.
Take a look around and think you’ve got it all.
You’ve got your Momma’s looks, all your Daddy’s money,
And all the boys in town are at your beck and call.

Summertime…and the livin’ is so easy,
Laughin’, singin’, havin’ so much fun.
No time to stop and think about your future
And what life will bring when your Summer’s  done.

‘Cause Summertime, it don’t last forever.
Breezes cool and the leaves begin to fall;
And in your quiet moments, you sit and wonder
How you've come so far, but have no love at all.

Yes, Summertime…and the livin’ was so easy; 
Ain’t it sad how fast the good times fly; 
And now your Momma’s looks and all your Daddy’s money
Another sweet, warm Summer’s day they cannot buy. 


Details | Imagism | |

Withered Sentiments

The petals rains on me,
Smothering the blemishes on my skin.
An idyllic red bleeds to a crimson shade,
And my heart feels it once more,
Withered by my sentiments.


In the midst of reds and yellows,
Hands held out in a field of shadows.
Swirling in the echoes of a laughter,
Running away,
Chasing for the scent of a rose.


They said a prayer would stop the pricking,
Should I choose to hold on to a rose.
To embrace a memory made of thorns,
To linger on the pathway of forlorn,
And enjoy the moment of my fall.


But, a piano starts to resound in the heart,
And a tone of darkness blends in with the lies.
Its taunting melody sings of him,
While his memory turned its back on me,
The withering rose starts to cry alone.


What’s left of me is lost in you,
But I can’t find you.


Details | Rhyme | |

To Hug Granddad Again

To crouch beside him in the rows,
Counting seeds beneath rainbows.
Three in each hole, I’d count with glows.
He let me help; his garden grows. 

To sell the pears he grew and picked.
Red wagon wheels click-click, clacked, clicked.	
One penny each, the price was strict.
The neighbor kids their fingers licked.

To shave his beard while on the couch,
To hear his words; those never grouch,
And tales of ghosts for whom he’d vouch.
Yes, all of this without one ouch.

To sit beside him while he sleeps
In quiet stillness without child peeps,
Until, alas, his scare would creep.
Awake he snored; was not asleep.

Or hear the tales of where he’d been
His work on waters with boatmen,
Three busy tugboats from docks to glen.
Granddad, my hero, way back when.

To hear his laughter once again,
Reliving days that were back then.
Alas, his death brought my chagrin.
I live to hug him once again.

Copyright January 14, 2013
Dane Ann Smith-Johnsen

(Forever Families, God taught the way
Grow pure love of Christ everyday.
That’s what the L.D.S. people say.
I live my life to hug granddad someday.)


Details | Romanticism | |

To Be Apart

Her smile always greets me
As I close my eyes each night
The love in her voice is comforting
With passion, she's burning so bright

A sparkle in her eyes
And a fire in her heart
Let's spend together our lives
Couldn't stand To Be Apart

To Be Apart would destroy me 
Reduce me to the tears
Without her right beside me
All throughout the years

I don't know what I'd do
If I ever had to restart
And oh how much I'd lose
If we were To Be Apart

The most beautiful girl I'd ever seen
With every desirable too
She was everything to me
When we're apart, oh what will I do?


Details | I do not know? | |

Before

                                   Before you were a memory
                                       Your life a white hot fire 

                                   Before you were a memory
                                       You my souls desire 

                                   Before you were a memory 
                                        I never longed for your touch 
      
                                   And now you are a memory 
                                        I miss your love so much.

                                                      RIP. Bobi-Jo Young -Stevenson
                                                              June 28-1970-July13-2010
                                                                        you are missed...



                                                               James.....................


Details | Elegy | |

I fear death

I fear death, not quite death but yours, and not yours but mine
I guess I fear my death in being your survivor, but not quite
I fear grief, that it might consume me once more, but not mine
I guess it is your sorrow and despair at death that is drowning my life

I've been here before; I don't know how I survived or what inside me died
I had so many questions that she never answered; they never left, never died
So your gasping breath brings back my sorrow from that walled in stasis
I teeter on the rim of a well that reaches grief's bottom blackness, I lied

It is not your pain I fear, it's mine. I did not survive her deathbed
I never again lived. I died with her though peace I never found
I don't know if it was her death, my loss, hers, or the death cycle
But the air has stayed musty from graves while I pretended not to care

I don't know if I was there for her, or how she felt that last morning.
My memory lapses with that of the child I was then into dreams of gray
I don't know the pain of death, if it is worse to leave or know you are leaving
I don't know if she found peace or her heart broke for me or because of me.

Sorrow swells as the memories fade in, filling that well with blackness
I know that if I don't fall, it will rise up to suffocate me again
If I jump I will lose myself and never find you to say goodbye
My memory lapses, I think I jumped, did I tell her goodbye?

I fear my grief. Grief is all, nothing before or after exists.
I fear that grief will over shadow my mind and I won't be there
I fear that this sorrow will rob me of the words to say I love you
I fear despair will take my soul and this time I'll have nothing left of home.

How do I ask you to share this life with me when I don't know if I'll survive your death?
How do I ask you to live each day and don't let me run when I ran from her?
How do I ask you to believe in me and don't fear when I fear myself?
How do I ask you to comfort me when I'm too afraid to comfort you?


I never asked her to hold me again, to comfort, because she was the one dying.
What right do I have to ask the sick to comfort the healthy, the dead the living?	
And how could I, being the first spirit to die, ask the ones who speak of life still
to comfort the shell I left behind while theirs decays before my eyes? 
There are no comforts to sooth the guilt of living, but forgiveness will birth new life.



Details | I do not know? | |

The Traveller's Unclaimed Land

He says he loves me then he says he loves me not
He loves me today but by tomorrow I'm forgot 
He runs from my love but returns wanting more
I guess I'm to blame for letting the traveler explore, 
See travellers just wander and are never here to stay
They admire the scenery and enjoy the display 
They tour the land and ride the attractions
So memories become their only subtractions,
They search for an experience that is what they yearn
The condition once they leave is none of their concern!
So how can the land be devoted and true 
When travellers come and go out of the blue.
The present is now and where he's travelled to,
But the past he calls home so he must return soon
Most likely just a visit although time can only tell, 
But what he lusts is in this land and he knows it very well
He may call that place home but its this land that he seeks
Travellers on a mission never realize until they hit their peek
He continues to damage this land down to its core 
So what's left to offer when their is nothing left in store?
The resources were depleted and the land left bare
He comes and goes as he pleases it doesn't seem fair;
See this land has been abused time and time again
Seeds that were planted, were means to an end
But pleasure and satisfaction was always accomplished
Because this land provided where the homeland was disadvantaged!
But despite the history and despite the trust
Submit to his urges is something he must.
So this time around his departure is permanent 
Lack of faith and loyalty was the final determinant.
The damage he caused cannot be rendered,
So his visitation rights he has surrendered!
So leave this land I say and never look back
This is the path you chose I hope you can stay on track,
Cause travellers have memories of the lands they have stained
But the land only remembers the one that remained!


Details | Free verse | |

Your Eternal Flame

During the Christmas holidays, a candle is continuously lit.

It is to your memory to let you know that I’ll never forget..

 

I sit by the fire reminiscing while I smoke a midnight cigarette.

Your vanilla scented candle burns on the coffee table.

You would be proud of me, because eventually I pulled myself together.

I remember you warned me so many times you wouldn’t be here forever.

You were my superwoman, I believed you were tough as steel!

 

This candle, along with your memory helps me to heal.

It’s kinda like you’re right here with me.

I think of you as I put each ornament on the Christmas tree.

Tears roll down my cheek as I whisper your sweet name.

 

Inside my heart resides your eternal flame!!

 

Note:  For Billie Jean Alexander-Lopez...RIP - May 1, 1937- July 26, 2007



Details | Free verse | |

I lay sleeping

I lay sleeping with eyes wide open,
I lay sleeping with dreams that have no meaning,
I lay sleeping with nothing to dream about.
I lay sleeping with no care and sleep with eyes blind,
I lay sleeping, there with my eyes wide open.

Seeing the dark change from dark to black.
There is no moon, there is no sky
just purple strokes of paint in the sky.
Take that morning dew smell and close your blind eyes.
Smell the morning, that smell that clicks in your mind.
The smell of childhood dreams,
that as an adult never came true.
Sleeping bare in the nude with your eyes wide open.
Thinking of her, as she is five thousand miles away from you.
Wanting to love and hold her, but no use in crying.
Sleeping their with blind eyes in the dark that dances in the light.

Your lamplight turned down low,
as life trickeles down in its nightgown and yawns for sweet slumber.
Tired from longs days, and sometimes long nights,
wanting to curel in bed and close its blind eyes.
Dusk will soon peek its head through the blinds
and awake life to a new dawn.
She sleeps in the morning, and walks at night.
When he sleeps at night, and walks with a bare nude heart in the morning.

Life climbs over yellow mountains,
and meets her fellow compainion
a handsome fellow with broud shoulders and blessed with an ego
as I sleep there with my eyes wide open.
As I sleep with my eyes blind to what life has intented for me,
and as I raise to walk the lone streets at the break of the dew covered lawn
at the first sweet smells of dawn,
I can see life go on with the handsome man
and I blind and wanting to go to bed.

I dream of dreams that have no meaning
Gardens of cluelessness and raging emotions
tare me down and I am confused on which way to go.
Do I stay here and dream away, blind and half awake
as life slaps me across my broad cheek?
Or shall I walk on with life hand and hand
and regain my vision of the world,
Start to sleep with dreams that make sense
and dreams that are made of gold and have no end?
Dream of fancy dreams that show love and happy endings
I would love that, and I would love to walk with life,
but she is out of my leauge.

And my bed is so cozy and I feel like sleeping.
So I shall sleep on more restless night chashing life down.
I lay sleeping with my eyes wide open.
I lay sleeping with dreams that have no meaning.
I lay sleeping waiting for life to come back from the mountains
and lay beside me.
I lay sleeping with hope of regaining hope and salvage
what is left of my spirit at hand.


Details | I do not know? | |

Stuck to me like glue

I met you once
Seems like an eternity ago
But I still hear your voice
tingling skin at the thought of you

I wait for your call
Too see your name
Lightening up my screen
But always left disappointed

A dizzying blur
The memory of the night we met
I had stolen you hat
and we danced all night long

We had fallen asleep
Curled on the couch together
Whispering sweet nothing together
Nothings that turned to be just nothing

I can not forget
Nor would I want to
The memory of you
stuck to me like glue


Details | Romanticism | |

The Memory Of You

the memory of you is what sees me through
the memory of all the things that you say and do
in your absence my heart had been feeling so blue
everything in this life means nothing without you
 
the memory of you is what keeps me alive
the memory of your beauty is what helps me survive
without you i am now ready to take that final dive
without you i know that i will never survive
 
the memory of you is all that remains
the memory of you will forever haunt my brain
you are like blood that runs through my veins
with you gone there will be nothing left but pain
 
now i sit here and try to understand it all
losing your friendship had made me feel so small
all i want is to come to you, to beg and to crawl
before into this dark nothingness i finally fall


Details | Dramatic monologue | |

The Alzheimers Ward and Lost Memories

Cavernous warehouse filled to the rafters
With all of my memories; forgotten laughter
Boxes unmarked, heavily taped, a dusty cluttered mess
Haphazard narrow walkways disappear into the dark abyss

Before I came to this wretched place…
Horrid, medicinal, cloying reek meant only to replace
The stench of slowing dying, tormented oblivious souls
With nothing left but ruined bodies growing old

Before I was connected to every nuance of life and time
Quick to answer, practiced whit, and wisdom so sublime
Then my faculties were stolen; no longer able to connect
With simple tasks and simpler thoughts; only distant regret
Yet helpless to light the fires of what I needed most
With, you’ll have to forgive me…all of these old ghosts

If only time is kind and my few lucid moments don’t betray
I have some business to attend to before I go away
Within this darkened warehouse I search with rheumy eyes
For the precious engraved golden tin; inside it holds my prize:
His well-worn wrinkled picture, for years it’s been misplaced
Finally I see the golden tin amidst the gloom of this space

As I reach to gently cradle his memory within my gnarled hands
Unkempt hairs stick to my face in tangled matted strands
I trace his lovely youthful face, his precious loving grin
Without him I have been so lost; a prisoner within

The present seems so oppressive
Without the will to live
My body quickly failing, but now I fear no more
For I have found a fragment of the girl I was before
And at the very end, fate has been so kind
To replace his memory within my heart and fragile broken mind

Now I will go to meet my beloved and leave this frail place
To gain his presence once again and behold his lovely face
All of this confusion and despair to ever leave behind
And I will meet him at the gate; his wonderful grin to match in kind.


Details | Ballad | |

WHO WILL

On solid familiar fertile ground
My humbled set of feet stand
I work diligently avoiding demand

Total Independence, I tried and found
Trials and problems, I did mount
Indeed like a boxer, I pound and been pound
A fight not in ring but on land

There are teardrops in my eyes
There are laughter and smiles you saw
There are shoutouts I said in law
There are memories I leave raw

Who will come to cherish these?
Who will come to pass these?
Who will come and do the same?
Not for money, power or fame

By: 
olive_eloi
12:05 pm
01/13/2014

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 Thank you so much for reading my composition… 
God bless us always….. >> Olive Eloisa ? 


Details | Quatrain | |

Forgotten Memories

Tonight the shore is pounded by the fretful, roiling surf, 
dark clouds tempestuously race across a yellow moon; 
the ocean's breast heaves a heaviness of bitter tears   
flinging gray shadowed sobs against silent, white-faced dunes    

Far across deep seated waters, another golden strand--
do you pace there the churning surf line as here I do;   
are these waves that beat against my blistered, sand burnt feet    
a desperate, longing message dispatched tonight from you?   

Somewhere harbor lights safely chart the well worn channel   
for anxious, weary sailors longing for the arms of home;    
but you and I, marooned, remain in lonely shadows    
forgotten memories between us, darkened pools of foam.

October 22, 2014


Details | Free verse | |

What To Do

The helpless heart has brought me here again, what to do,
Staying away wasn't good to me, what to do,
The heart says go complete,
That talks that remains still incomplete,
That memory that remains still incomplete,
That memory that remains still incomplete,
Today I admit, what to do,
There was a mistake that I did, what to do,
The heart says, go get it,
That one suppressed wish that is there (in the heart),
That one suppressed spark that is there,
That one suppressed spark that is there,
The fate wishes this, what to do,
Let us keep meeting as we do, what to do,
The heart says, go make it forever,
That stuck path that is there,
That stuck wish that is there,
That stuck love that is there…


Details | Dodoitsu | |

The Cafe Terrace At Night

He remembers times with her.
Sharing moments alone in,
the cafe terrace at night.
Not too long ago.



The Cafe Terrace At Night.
Vincent Van Gogh
For the "Famous Art" contest.

http://artsunlight.com/artist-NV/N-V0002-Vincent-Van-Gogh/N-V0002-0019-cafe-terrace-on-the-place-du-forum-cafe-terrace-at-night.html



Details | Sonnet | |

One Soul

Stones crash and shatter
Architecture annihilated 
Atrophy lie their empire
Fated souls separated

Nomadic in pursuit
Forlorn hearts in quest
Amour of absolute
A lifetime possessed

Dimensions of eternity
They cry into space
Dreaming of a fantasy
Fading memory of an embrace

A fated meeting binds them whole
Two halves, of one soul


Details | Lyric | |

Last time we met

Last time we met
we both felt
it might be the last time we do

We tried to keep it perfect
so that, this special last memory
will forever glow

Last time we met
I kept looking at your eyes
as I believe that in last times,
the hidden emotions must rise

your last smile
and your last kiss
became the first things
I now certainly miss


Details | Elegy | |

listless

Soft rain
Leaves shake
Worry fades
but sleep escapes
thoughts prowl
Dream awake
her face only
my mind quakes
close my eyes
Toss and sigh
What night
reveals
the  sun will hide


Details | I do not know? | |

Love?

 I need you. You are like air I am being deprived.
I need you, the heat of your body, the fire in your eyes.

For you I thirst, you are like water for my soul.
For you I have waited, in my loneliness and cold.

For so long jaded, the hope of love all but abandoned.
For so long separate, sadness my only companion.

How long can a heart live, when broken in two?
How long can my heart stand, the pain of missing 
you?

The sun blocked by slate gray wintry clouds.
The sun blocked, the warmth of your love.

Your memory never ending, a constant torturing.
Your memory I hate for it leaves me crying.

Oh to be strong, your prevalence I would cast adrift.
Oh to be strong; the impossibility of this.

A soulmate lost; how can this happen?
A soulmate lost; can I ever love again?

It is insane, you’ve been gone so long.
This is insane, my love for you still so strong 


Details | Free verse | |

Photo Album

I keep an old photo album 
on my bottom shelf. 
I get it out every once in a while, 
just to sift the time away 

I keep a lot of pictures 
There inside that book. Some are old and a little 
Yellow now, but still somehow clear. 
Funny hair and clothes. Gigs and weddings, 
funerals and newspaper clips, 
just like time standing still 

Tonight I looked through it again, 
just knowing what I might find. 
Somehow I think my heart 
knew what it was looking for. 
by the time I got halfway through 

As I neared the end 
of this blue memory lane…I saw it again… 
the picture of you and me on our first night together. 
I remember your blue eyes, your beautiful smile…. 
I remembered you….in my heart 

You are, were, and always will be the love of my life, 
The memories came flooding back, 
too fast for words, and too strong to hold. 
I remember God smiling down on us 
As we shared our first night. 

Dear God-how I loved you 
(and still love you) so much 
But now it can’t be…when 
time and pain have driven us apart. 
How did it get this way? 

For minutes that seemed like years, 
I cried my tears on your picture 
And kissed your cheek on that page 
I was trying so hard to keep the pain away. 
But it came unrelenting… 

And I’m afraid there are 
many more tears to cry 
who knows when they’ll come 
My heart is forever yours, captured 
in a snapshot on page 24 

As I lay me down to sleep 
I pray the Lord keeps you safe 
May you feel loved tonight 
even though 
I’m very far away 

I’ll always keep your picture 
And your kiss inside my heart 
I just can’t bear to 
throw away the memory 
Of the love that we’ve lost 

Your picture is still inside 
That album on my shelf 
Sealed by tears, and prayers 
Memories too painful to hold on to, 
and too precious to let go


Details | Free verse | |

My Rage

A tornado tore through 
this place
Left us dazed and confused
You refused to stay while I refused to leave
Left this place in disarray
Let’s leave it as it is
you say
While I say let’s fix up
our space
Maybe
At first, you said the opposite and
I thought different
Checked myself in the mirror
And began to listen to my heart
And your voice until
It stilled and you just stopped
Speaking…
Or maybe your voice is my heartbeat
And
It stopped ticking…
A tornado tore through this place
And in my mind we both are prisoners
You unleashed me from your life
As I kept you chained to my soul
A tornado tears through this mind
Shifts me to and fro
Memories upon memories in this
shabby space
Left me picking up these pieces
Of our life as they lay.
Trying to fix “us” when there is only me
Crying over “we” when there is no you
A tornado tore through this place here
Inside my heart
A gaping hole is there
Cold and dark
Picking up my shattered puzzle
Years later
Like pieces of glass from a faded picture
In our broken life.


Details | Ballad | |

William part 1

I ask all to be open minded as I tell the story of my friend,  William .
There are so many prejudice in this World , from color to sex 

To me it has always been the soul , the person inside 
For one that is shallow will not experience life in true blessing 

William my friend was African American , he was fun and personality full of 'I am here "
William was Gay , William disowned , William called "A queer "

Well this is a lesson for all to know
God does not care what color , but the heart , what color it shows .

I had left my 1st Husband , with 2 children I had to support .
I was depressed , felt alone in the civilian World of a sort 

For when I got to Monterey bay , I was on a Military base 
Very shy and recluse , not leaving the perimeter of the land 
I opened such a big door when I left that abusive Man 

I had the tiniest apartment with 2 little rooms , probably 550 sq. feet I presume .
I will never for get the night He came to my door , William ," Girl, lets go dancing 
Let's go explore ! He called me 'The platinum Blonde "

We went out together and danced , he was amazing ! William energized any room . He Lit it Up ! 
For he had something inside his beautiful soul , no money could buy, nor silver or gold.

Well years went by in Monterey bay , I had fallen in love with a man , Lost so much time .

Time went by , after the man broke my heart ,I remember "where is William "
I missed something that lies  deep in my heart . The true Love and friendship of he I craved .

Now this story is long so go to  "William part 2  "be patient , be brave .


Details | Rhyme | |

I liked her hair long

I liked her hair long
my bronze pennant in a slight breeze,

smiling face framed in the soft light
dappled skin through broken trees,

timeless smile hinted laughter
hidden under locks both coy and bold

as we smiled at our time together
secured now young and soon as old,

grasping hands
grasping eye
grasping at remembered moments...
as time just flies on by,

dreams last long as sunbeams
as a cloud moves to overtake

winter pallor'd dropping leaves
we took as much time as we could rake, 

sitting next to winter's hearth
hands clasped in a familiar tether

we welcome season's end 
life lived well and loved together.


Details | ABC | |

In your memory

Thank you for the beautiful memory
you left on my mind
you are not dead
 but you are not here,

to me you are gone,
cos i cant feel you the way i used to,
everything you used to do are left untouched
the space you ocupied is empty,

our yesterday is fading away like the rainbow
so beautiful but so short,
how can i forget the endless yesterday?
when you are here with me.


in loving memory of my sister (you are not an angel but you did what an angel can do,you fly to heaven.)


Details | Verse | |

I Let Myself Go

Soft And Warm Like The Quiet Storm
I Let Myself Go
I Let Myself Go
With Nothing To Hold On To
Not Even Gravity
I Let Myself Go
And Fall Deep Into A Fantasy
I Close My Eyes
Live In My Sleep
This Feeling Is A Dream
The Pain Of Waking Up Hurts So Deep
I Let Myself Go
Now Im Gone
And I Can’t Find Me
I Don’t Know Where I Am
But With You Is Where I Want To Be
My Mind Feels Lost
My Soul Feels Like Its Dying From Love
Because I See My Life Flashing Before My Eyes
When I Release From Your Hugs
If I Could Write My Words
On The Clouds In The Sky
I Would Use Ink
Made Of The Tears That I’ve Cried
So Whenever You Look
In The Air Up Above
You Can Read My Emotions
And Remember My Love
In The Garden Of Passion Is Where My Heart Grows
Right Next To A Beautiful Lavender Rose
So If My Heart Stops Beating
Let My Tombstone Show
That This Is The Place Where I Let Myself Go


Details | Rhyme | |

Stardust Wink

In louver I waited ‘til night confined the sky
Incandescent stardust once made me starry-eyed
That tempestuous evening hid the Milky Way
Nocturnal beetle mimicked pristine light that I prayed

In a flick, my desire to see you restrained by distance
I just clutched to stargazing to show me moments of you
An interlude to make feelings in alliance
Where kisses and hugs are free to view

Lurking in the sky, time held its breath
As my eyes glowed luxurious in our love affairs
My heart sang louder to clamor the light in stealth
In flower’s scent enchanted time as I stared

For I knew evening panorama would soon disappear
Last moment I spoke lover’s prayer so powerful
As stars tried filching a moment to appear so near
Came pouring stardust in my longing to reunite with your soul

By: Noel N. Villarosa


Details | Epigram | |

YOUR MEMORY

YOUR MEMORY


Your memory,
A shadow of the past,
Overcastting the sky of happiness 
Leaving thus the heart in 
The darkness of
Despair! 


© Demetrios Trifiatis 
      24  MAY 2013


Details | Ballade | |

Isabella

Isabella

There is a somewhat lonely lady
Her name is Isabella
She had her fortune read when young
And a gypsy she did tell her
“Someday my girl a man will come
To knock you off your feet
A man so kind and handsome too
Will think you very sweet”.

Now Isabella lives in dreams
Her heart be open wide
Still waiting for that man to come
And make her his sweet bride
But Isabella sits alone
The Gypsy had it wrong
She’s ninety now but still she waits
The need in her so strong.

For Isabella does not know
That she is old and grey
She has the heart of a fair young maid
She still lives for the day
When her lover man will come
Oh, she’s still filled with hope
She’s filled with loves sweet lullaby
She’ll never sit and mope.


Details | ABC | |

Grey Bird

On that cloudy weekend in June 
I hear a soft and graceful tune 
from the grey bird on the tree 
branch 
Singing sweet lullabies felt 
blessed in the moment 
My body tingles of joy at sight 
Gazing out through 
my open door,
Letting thoughts fly free
Releasing love out into the horizon 
Heart filled with emotion came 
over me 
Grey bird stood playing its tune 
for awhile and on the wings of 
letting go
Then as the rain fell from the 
sky the grey bird flew away 
gracefully 
I blew a kiss to the clouds and 
utterd these simple words of I 
Love You father ( who's now in 
heaven ) and yet I hope to hear 
that grey bird sing again once 
more for me 
Farewell, love your son

Poem contest for Debbie -referential


Details | Sonnet | |

Birthday Sonnet For My Wife

Close your eyes and bring back sweet memories
Try to remember at your early age
No recollection of your first few years
At age 6 was that far you could engaged

Wiping your face full of cake, dress like a princess
Friends and relatives joyfully singing
Greetings and gifts are the way to express
That day is still worth remembering

Open your eyes now and see what has changed
Childish fun is over, now settled down
Much meaningful life along the open range
Learned basics of life, now you have outgrown

Today is your birthday, another year to share
This special time with us, we really care


Noel N. Villarosa
21 April 2014



Posted also in: www.pinoylifefacts.blogspot.com


Details | Narrative | |

L O M L Always

The thought of her smiling gave me faith
From when we were little we bathe
My mother and her mother is best friends
They both took care of us and gifts they send
We pulled each others hair
And she was always quick to dare
When I smiled at her she knew it was no good
She learned to pull me up and she understood
I just wanted her attention and that she gave
She knew it in her heart love was my slave
From when we were a child with full of energy I had my way
She was the one who was my guide and she did not push me away
When I saw her cry one day and her eyes was so sad
I gave her a flower and I smiled at her and made her glad
When some one special leaves her heart
I sat by her and never wanted to depart
She is the love of my life always
She is the one who gave me my hope through out my days
So I gave her my heart and love from within
And I did not make it thin
I stood by her side since I was a child
I gave her my support when we were wild
She knew who I was and I let her go the distance
I did not hate her or give her resistance
My mother and her mother are great friends and their virtue will never end
Because of their love they both trusted us to live our ways to transcend
So my childhood friend was my best friend, and now my wife
She new it from the start that we part of each others life


Details | I do not know? | |

The Petty Posh-WahZee - Liberation and Ostentation



The Petty Posh-Wahzee - Liberation & Ostentation


The Not-So Distant Past:

The fallen fighters for freedom, are unable to turn in their graves,
their battered, fragmented bones, mixed with a handful of torn rags,
are all that remain, a mute reminder of their selfless valiant sacrifice.

They endured brutal Apartheid harassment, detentions without trial,
torture in the cells, and mental anguish when loved ones disappeared,
they left their homeland, to continue the struggle against racial bigotry,
while countless others fought the scourge of white-minority rule at home.

Nelson Mandela and many, many others, spent their lives imprisoned,
on islands of stone, and on islands of the cruellest torture, yet they stood,
never bowing, never scraping, they stood, firm for ideals for which they were prepared to die,

and many, many comrades did die, at the hands of the callous oppressor,
and many, many comrades perished in distant lands, torn from their homes,
while the struggle continued, for decades, soaked in blood, in tears, in pain.


The Present:

19 years have passed, since freedom was secured at the highest of prices,
delivering unto us, this present, a gift of emancipation from servitude,

a freedom to walk this land, head held high, no longer second-class citizens,
in the land of our ancestors, whose voices we hear and need to heed today.

I do not care much for fashion, Lewis-Fit-On and Sleeves unSt.-Moron,
yet the ostentation that I witness baffles even my unsophisticated palate,

our ancestors' plaintive whispers are being dismissed, left unheeded, as
we browse the aisles for more and more, always for more and yet more.

Asphyxiated by the excess of the Petty Posh-Wahzee, we find ourselves,
perched precariously on the edge, of a dissolution of all that is humane,

babies go hungry, wives are battered, our elders left in hospitals for hours,
I cringe as I scribble these words, perhaps too sanctimonious and preachy,

yet I know, deep in the marrow of my brittle bones, I know, I know, I know,
this tree of freedom planted by the nameless daughters and sons of Africa,

needs to be shielded, nurtured, protected from our very own baser impulses,
so that the precious tree of freedom, may bear the fruit that may feed us all,

for if not, then we are doomed, to tip over, and into the yawning abyss, we shall fall.








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On summer moors


On summer moors the sea waves splash for years
the shadows draw upon the walls festoons
unspoken verse, conceived on silent piers,
the advent of our loneliness attunes.

That day of June remained our only feast
and minds' ascension to the astral reign,
blooms' multitude of fragrances released,
a purple thistle on the field and rain.

Remember me when lone stars shine and laugh,
hands held because of June's reminding call,
we celebrate this night on lonely wharf
and acanthine of solitude's dance hall.

...On every tenth of June my eyes embrace,
above the summer moors, your lines of face.

© 06-14-2013, G.V. All rights reserved



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Her Face

Her Face was perfection, Still see it everywhere
The beauty in her eyes, Please forgive my stare
Though to confess my love, 
Oh no, I wouldn't dare...
So I'll just keep thinking of her, But it's just not fair

Her Face won't go away, So engrained in my mind
This girl was different, Unlike any other I'll ever find
Oh how the two of us, 
How our lives could've aligned...
So now, to everyone else, My heart is blind

But she'll never know,
Just what I would've done to be with her!
That I'd gladly travel through time and space
Just to appreciate her beauty,
And wake next to Her Face

Her Face comforts me, Holds me tight and dear
Takes me to another world, A new frontier
I'm dreaming where she loves me so much, 
That part is clear...
But as I awake, Just shed another tear

Her Face and her love, I won't ever forget
Lust for her will remain, Lips will get wet
I'll be reminded of her, 
At each days sunset...
And I'll remember everything, From the first day we met

But she'll never know,
Just what I would've done to be with her!
That I'd gladly travel through time and space
Just to appreciate her beauty,
And wake next to Her Face

Her Face is the sunshine, A universal light
With it's soul and it's passion, It was quite a sight
Oh how just to see her, 
Brought me such delight...
But here I am all alone now, Another late night

Her Face will surely lift someone up, With unconditional love
So what will come of me, Can I rise above?
Without Her Face, 
I'm unsure thereof...
Because see, out of my mind, to her, I'll never shove

And she'll never know,
Just what I would've done to be with her!
That I'd gladly travel through time and space
Just to appreciate her beauty,
And wake next to Her Face

Her Face, I see it every night, In my dreams
Where everything will all align, Oh how it seems
We're walking together... 
Hands together, Along the forests blue streams

Her Face ignited feelings, Things I've never before felt
Just got to play the hand, The cruel hand I was dealt
I will always have my writing, 
To continue to dwell...
On a lost love to whom one day, I would've knelt


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To a Beautiful Stranger

Id like to think about the time when we first met,
Sometime about a year ago,
The words we said, our first exchange of hello's,
Something about, you know

I saw you just about all the time,
And suddenly because of you I was smiling again,
Though I can't seem to say when
You brought back the sunshine into my life,
unknowingly..accidentally

And though it's hard to define certain things,
Even now it is still confusing,
what am I to you..
but I know what you are to me
And how much I care about you..

But I must hide the love in my heart,
Beneath a laughing face.
And though you think I probably never cared,
I doubt anyone can ever take your place...

I miss you so much..


5.18.11


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You Had Me From Hello

You live a million miles away
So far across the sea
Still I search the reason why
Fate brought you here to me

I never dreamed I’d feel this way
From just one night with you
And always I’ll be wondering
If you still feel it too

If I could turn the hands of time
Or change the rivers flow
You wouldn’t drift away from me
I wouldn’t let you go

I live a lie of happiness
So no one sees my pain
Because I fear forever more
I won’t see you again

Time will pass and tears will fall
But still I won’t forget
For you’re the one night in my life
I never will regret

Memories and dreams
Are all that’s left to hold on to 
But while I hold the dream 
Someone else is holding you

You were my “Once in a Lifetime”
The moment of truth in my lies
Never will I find again
What I found when I looked in your eyes

My dreams are what keep me going
And I can’t wait to turn out the light
In sleep is when I am with you
And I don’t want to miss you tonight

I'm now just a memory in your past
You'll think of once in a while
But somehow, I know each time you do
My memory will make you smile

I'll always be your Juliet
And you, my Romeo
Always I'll be waiting
Because you had me from hello...


By Raina Hutchins


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A Man Stood Part III

 
A Man Stood part III Story/poem A man stood by his window, thinking of what went wrong. He was old and alone. He has two daughters, but they don't get along with him. the one close to him, hasn't talked to him in over two years. He tries to concentrate now on his new found daughter - But she has a life of her own. In nine years since we found him - she has seen him five times. She talked to him on and off on the phone, but not much. I saw him four times. He had changed a lot. He said that he wished that I would live there close to him. I lived over 1000 miles away and to my husband - I was faithful. In 2006 he ask to meet my husband. He wanted to know what, kind of man I had married. I told him, I had married a good man. We had to go up there for my granddaughter's wedding, so we went to see him. My husband also wanted to meet him too. To my surprise, they liked each other. To me that was strange, but then - life is strange. My husband and I came back home. Both of them kepted on talking on the phone. I talked to him too on and off. In November of 2009 Thanksgiving Day, my husband passed away. That was a very hard year for me, since I had heart surgery, earlier in the year. My daughter and I went up North to see the family in 2010. We stopped by to visit with him. He told me then how much he had loved me and how he had made a mistake many years ago. But the past can not be changed. I never saw him again. We all have a date with destiny. He passed away three days after Thanksgiving in 2012. Sometimes he would sit by his window too. This man was the love of my life, but our love could never be. now I will end this chapter of my life. A man won't stand, or sit by his window anymore. The end...
01/2013 written by Lucilla M. Carrillo Comments: All that is written here is true and part of my Life. When you reach a certain age, you have to have a past and a story to tell. The first two chapters I had already written, but I needed to write one more. This was very hard for me to do. I hope you have enjoyed it. Thanks for reading.


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The coat that was destroyed

remember to those whom think
Fur from the skin of a animal is a sin

to a degree this is true 
in a previous poem .I also have written "tigers living free "
So I let you know I to am guilty ..
go back in time , I ask you.

Think about women before the day 
The day women wore Fur and it was ok .

my mother died early 
to early for me , I was only the young age of 20.

Through the years I remembered her scent 
she left me with memories, in my heart was kept

I wish not to offend 
so I will try and tread light 

When my Mother died
The next day , her personals were taken  
with many it was almost a fight .

I was left with a plate 
until one day received a call 

From the man she was to marry 
before she passed that Fall 

He told me how sad it was for him to see 
his beautiful Brides room was torn up side down
looking for items of value to be found 

He said there was one thing the Vultures forgot 
Her mink coat she loved so much and she wanted me to have 


He flew from  Julian to Monterey , all in one day 
last year I came into my room to pull the coat out 

Mom's coat would comfort and warm my children at night 
someone entered my room to destroy this coat we loved , out of judgment, it was cut . probably a small fortune it will cost , all because of some ones hate , I lost.

I ask we be kind in thinking next time a fur coat
maybe it is the only thing left one has to remember  
maybe it is there to warm the broken soul that longs for 
Motherly Love ~


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First Words

*It was only a couple of years,
*That I was there with you,
*Holding your love in my arms,
*And drying your eyes of the tears.

*But the memories I have of that time,
*Are how your first words made this new father cry,
*And how watching you take,
*Your very first step,
*Not when i'm dead will I even forget.

*And that night as we lay just to rest,
*I couldn't believe what you just did next,
*As you lay silently gazing deep into my eyes,
*DAD DAD DAD DAD,
*Was your most brilliant surprise.

*Now as soon as you knew,
*This new thing you could do,
*You said it over and over,
*Like the endless waves of the tide.

*But to fall,
*You would fall asleep,
*Fighting off your heavy eyes,
*While never knowing how you left me,
*So amazed by your surprise.

*But those days they’re long and gone,
*And how quickly it comes,
*The old school yard,
*And how getting a hug,
*Has become bloody hard.

*But everyone once will regret,
*Something they have done,
*Like protecting a life,
*But and or leaving one.

*But not when i'm dead will I ever forget,
*Watching my girl,
*Take her very first step,
*Nor the words that she said,
*One night as we lay just to rest,
*DAD DAD DAD DAD,
*And you said it over and over again.

*You’re my little girl no matter the age,
*You’re my little girl and that'll not change,
*I'm your Father and Friend- Protector and Guide,
*I will teach you the vision I've seen through these eyes,
*And how easy mistakes and regrets are to find.

*You’re my little girl and please don’t forget.
*DAD DAD DAD DAD!!,
*Were the very first words,
*That you ever said..


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Memory.Future.Hope

In my memory you stand proud and tall
There you beckon, and I answer your call

In the past, in times gone by
You were all I needed to launch and fly

Your hand reaches out to grasp and hold
My fears are gone, I'm left but bold

Your eyes shine bright, cheeks blush fire
The time is mine to climb ever higher

I wrap my arms about you tight
And pretend you're mine, to hold tonight

Your caresses are soft, gentle tinder
To ignite the flame which now I hinder

But now I wake from a dream I savor
To find it fading, gone-but for a waver

We are gone, no more to be us
It all has faded away to dust

The cracks are evident in the crust
Yet this memory is crackling, is rust

As days flow past, I move a bit further
I make new memories that will yours murder

You are gone to never return
I remain here yet, become taciturn

She is not you, she will be better
Yet still you hold me in memorial tether

Release me Pechenya* this day this hour
From years gone by, our withered flower

They blossomed and flared, sparked so bright
It's all gone now to deepening night

I cannot remain and be beholden
To a past gone by, a dream long broken

What I wanted, I thought I needed
Are here present now and cry to be heeded

Your graceful fingers in life as in past
Hold me prisoner, an iron heart cast

Her eyes are warm, beg me consider
A here and now of future unfettered

Tonight I bend my head and bow 
To your lost love, your long gone power

Yet tomorrow she'll be there, to hope to care
Tomorrow she'll bear, what you wouldn't dare
She's here to tare*, what you told me to fare
I'm here now at last, sin thought, sin cere*
Your hold so rare must be now pared*
Goodbye and be banished....

To your lair.





* Pechenya - Russian, translated here as a pet name, "cookie"

*Tare - "the weight of a vehicle without cargo, passengers, etc"

*sin cere - Latin, pronounced "sin-sair" - meaning "without cheat, falsehood, lies,"
meaning complete honesty

*pared - "to remove by or as if by cutting, clipping, or shaving"


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Eyes and Oceans

Whoever said 
open eyes betray emotion
never knew them
closed.

For, love is
an ocean 'til the rivers
feeding it give up the
ghost.

I stand huddled
at this puddle, puzzled,
foot nuzzling the
coast.

No ghost or
god of old pages boasted
could sing these hollow
notes.


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Cure Mine of The Dark

You’ll write a beautiful melody,
If it’s truly from the heart.
So first I’ll find the remedy,
To cure mine of the dark.
But holy light and blind eyes,
Are keeping me apart,
From the answers, to the questions,
that are making things so hard.

Find me a sin,
You think that I wouldn’t commit.
And use it to begin,
To make me laugh again. 
Find me a loose end,
I don’t know how to tie.
Sometimes I wish for the truth,
But all I get are lies. 

I don’t need the good life,
I just want a sliver.
You say always go for gold but I,
I’m fine with a lining that’s silver.
I can live with a just a hand to hold,
But who could love a sinner?
Maybe I can hide inside the dark,
So turn the lights down dimmer. 

I said find me a sin,
You think that I wouldn’t commit.
And use it to begin,
To make me laugh again. 
Find me a loose end,
I don’t know how to tie.
Sometimes I wish for the truth,
But all I get are lies. 


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Cupid's lair

Who broken into Cupid’s Lair
without roses in both hands?
Did she come from forlorn lands,
her lips smiling fair and fair?
 
Will she find me hiding here,
bleeding from a chest’s wound?
Do I hear a tapping sound
while she is coming near?
 
Can I leave and see her face
or it will be something wrong?
I am sure she hums a song,
inviting me to join and dance!
 
No? It is only my weary heart
recalling a dream I had often.
All my memories will soften:
as I will meet her in my art…


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I Promise, A Boundless Love

"I Promise, A Boundless Love"

Even the rain won't stop to fall.
The world won't flood, no more.
For I am now to shed a tear,
Of a wounded heart, where you are here.
As long as the moon light up the dark,
The fire of love will stay in heart.
If ever the rest might start to fade,
I promise to remain the same.
Cause my love for you is boundless,
Won't easily change nor easily ease.
And I promise, not to hesitate.
To visit you always at your grave.


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Don't look back

Can anyone live a day like this?
Away from your side one day to long
Gaps in my memory I start to miss
Sang today our first love song

Oh baby give me your fears
Your strong man I will be

Give me your hand I'll take you away
We'll leave this town and never come back
To the sound of the road our love will sway
This time love won't dress in black

Oh baby give me one more day
To show my loves won't lack

So how can I live a single day
Away from your side it's all to long
When gaps in my memory I start to miss
So today lets sing our next love song

Now baby let me be your strong man
Give me your fears, I have a plan

Please give me your hand, I'll take you away
Now lets start tonight and we will not lack
To the sound of our love the world will sway
And this time baby now don't look back


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Side By Side

Oh it's a beautiful night!
The moon is full
And the stars are glowing
While the trees, with Earth's cool summer breeze
Start slowly blowing...

A campfire's flames are burning so bright
While a young couple holds each other tight
Warming their hearts, as these two lovers embrace
Traveling together, through time and space
Oh how tonight, with their love, they won't hide
Two lovers forever, Side By Side

Under the stars, both of them lay
They've been together, happy, all night and all day
Holding each other, a sweet caress
While green grass stains her pretty white dress
But no words, to each other, do they say
Happy just sitting Side By Side, knowing no other way

Gazing up at the stars
Breathing in the night
Them together with nature
A beautiful sight

All the years they've both struggled
And how they cried 
Has led them here tonight
It matters not now
As they'll lie here forever, Side By Side


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Creating Bliss

I take it him down to Louisiana
those long forgotten day I couldn't live without
the days of heat and passion hidden in the sun
barely enough time to do what we wanted

Oh those days that summer in moonlight
when love was my only gift that came from inside
near that old Red River our own valley
the tug boats horn blowing in their travels
but we never stopped laughing
 long enough to hold on and make it matter

Oh I dream of sweet love home together
as my memories make thoughts swim in love's river
two tiny toddlers in that old house asleep
as we made our dreams hope creating another
 in nine months we held our creation of bliss





This is about my third child Sawyer. Moving into my childhood home, he got a gleam in his eye and we took a break from moving right there. I was so young. A tug boat came by blowing watching and no matter how much I begged he kept saying I don't hear a thing. I was so embarrassed. We were miles from civilization but my luck a tug boat came up the river. lol TMI just a fond memory now. Alabama was always on the radio, he would set it to take me down, or she and I. Over share I know. Not my best for sure but a memory just the same.


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An Ordinary Chore



Swaying with electrical cord to the rhythmic hum
of my new vacuum cleaner, I relax into thoughts 
of slow dancing with you. My hands steadily drum
to the soft music playing inside my head. Caught
between the background of little boy’s morning cartoons
and a moment of my own, the vacuum drowns out 
reality of a Tuesday morning. I whistle the tune
of our wedding song and picture you going about
your day alone at your desk, wondering as I croon,
if you, too, are thinking of me. After all these years,
I still find happiness in thoughts of you. Lost in a June
day from long ago, I steal a smile then imagine you here
with me, dancing barefoot on freshly vacuumed carpet.
An ordinary chore, the vacuum cleaner’s hum 
still spurs memories of us too extraordinary to forget. 


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One Last Toast

I think that I shall have a drink 
and toast to you and all you think
'bout love & hate & art & war &
what this life is really for. 

Giving, taking, making, breaking 
lonely hearts club band;
reaching, preaching, teaching, leaching 
blood sucking beggars with outstretched hands.

I think that I shall have a stink
and tell the world before I blink 
that all is well as well can be 
So kiss my glass and bow to me.  

Just below my drunken stem
Connected to my brain, my friend
You know the one that makes you bumble 
and people laugh each time you stumble.

Down upon your royal spot
Licking your wounds with all you've got
Until you get right back up again
With a head that aches & pounds & spins.

And I think that I shall pour another
in honor of my departed mother 
and dad as well who passed away
Here's to where they are today. 


Be they high up in the sky 
Or somewhere quite unfathomed
Beyond our wildest hopes and dreams 
And the completely unimagined.

Where now I reek & no longer speak
from too much of this brew 
where the ice is melting rapidly 
on folks like me and you. 

So one last toast before we're ghosts 
and life was a sweet chardonnay...
Here's to those who brought us here 
And all their love along the way. 


 


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The Canvas of Night


The Canvas of Night


Stars like sprinkled sugar,
lay strewn across the canvas of night,


enthralled by the wonder of the cosmos,
my dreams take to the heavens in effervescent flight,


I bathe in the beauty, soaked in sublime delight,
absorbed in moments of bliss, transfixed by the serene sight.




Stars like sprinkled sugar,
lay strewn across the canvas of night,


and my being is infused with feelings of hope,


for even in darkness  I find the sprinkled sugar of hope's light.




note: special thanks to one of my heroes, the late Dr. Carl Sagan, for making science accessible to younger me, many, many moons ago.





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Candy Made Of Cotton

You were born and raised as a dream,
That someone else liked to keep.
Run me like a river,
Currents can’t keep us from sleep.
You were raised like a flag. 
So sorry so forgotten,
You were left at half mast.
A tomato in the sun not dried but rotten. 

Candy made of cotton.
Dreams are meant to be forgotten.
And I’ll forget with help from smoke and ashes.
Alone here we lie between the sounds.
Don’t we all think our lives could be profound?
But my genius only comes in flashes.

Turn me like a table.
The only stories I ever heard were fables.
So now all I tell are tall tales. 
Something about cats in cradles. 
I wanted so much from life but I was afraid to reach.
Now hand in my pockets tangled up in sleeves.
My dreams have stayed just dreams.

Candy made of cotton.
Dreams are meant to be forgotten.
And I’ll forget with help from smoke and ashes.
Alone here we lie between the sounds.
Don’t we all think our lives could be profound?
But my genius only comes in flashes.


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Where Wild Violets Grow

Where Wild Violets Grow

Scribbling these verses,
caressing your bare back,
simple rhymes,
flowing from my fingertips.


Scribbling verses,
sprinkling odes to fragrant promises,
your smile lightens the burdens,
off my heavy heart.


Scribbling verses,
soaked in countless kisses,
the moonlight waltzing on your skin.


Scribbling verses,
feeling you,
your love never ceases to flow,


through the streams of my mind,
to a place of our own,
where wild violets grow



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Remember December

I still remember that December 
All fresh in my mind
Too blind to see the signs
As the days would fly by

You made me feel special
For once in my life
Wasn't looking for anyone, no
I was way too shy
You came along and made me feel
Things I never knew
I'd take back the memories
But then it'd take the good ones too

Cause I still remember that December
When everything went down
And inside all I, 
Wore was a permanent frown
That old me couldn't be found

I wasn't that pretty
Could hardly call me cute
I used to get teased, yeah
And those words would take root
But you got me back on my feet
And said they weren't true
Ain't it funny when I fell again
The person who pushed was you

Cause I still remember that December
When everyything went down
And inside all I, wore was a permanent frown
That old me couldn't be found

I was broken, lost, and confused
Felt so utterly used
And if you opened me up you'd just see a bruise
Cause together I thought we'd never lose
With you I was so alive
During those days all I'd do was cry
And soon I realized I wouldn't die
Wondering to myself why

Cause I still remember that December
How long it took
To let go of that anger
And every day
I just got stronger
But I still remember that December
I still remember that December
Remember that December


Details | Tanka | |

on the radio

on the radio; 
are songs,     my love, not words 
to bridge     this rift
you are     exorcising 
memories     of love, but why?	


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Mother Tongue

Sometimes i wish/
Her tongue/
Got louder/
When she speaks/

Feeds/ 
Baby tummies/
With history’s breeds/
Sky screening haters/

With her tongue/
She rapes/
Spring-cleaning haters/
She like it when she rapes/
She’s ours/

Though she’s vulgar/
She sees no blunders/
Her tongue grows rounder/
She feeds the universe/
Reaching sky roofs/

Hiding biters/
Verse after verse/
Poetry is ludicrous/
Her kids think/
She burns her tongue/
Sky screening haters/

Trying to taste her rhymes/
Controversies/
Political babies/
In vernacular/
Her poetry is hot/

In mix taped lingo/
Her poetry is fire/
A spark burning liars/
Flat tires/
Tears get verbalised/ 
Daughter of earth/
Born to live forever/

My mother's tongue


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Et Ego Te In Arcadia Amavi

Crystal clear do I see that sunlit glade
Wherein our first act of love was made
Your quick,panting breaths heightened my ardour
As we embraced in our cosy,clinging arbour
When your soft lips melted into mine
As strong and  heady as a rich wine.
How lustrous was your ivory skin
As together we did tightly cling,
Your glorious globes yielding close to me,
With  papillae as succulent as a ripe cherry.
Your gentle touch and stroke quickened  my desire
And set my entire body full on fire.
I did gaze with awe upon your smooth milky white thighs,
Your silkily screened  oasis evoked my sighs
As you arched your back,legs open wide,
To usher me urgently and pressingly inside
Where your welcoming moistness eased my entry
To encourage  parry and thrust aplenty.
Once I was safely and securely in place,
Around me your legs did lovingly lace
Until we both climaxed with pleasure,
The memory of which is a rare treasure.

That day  ,coalescing as one,
Our glade sparkled in the sun.
While our hearts raced with delight,
Our glade became birdsong bright.
Lying close with vigour spent
Its blooms bathed us in their scent.
Drinking in our time of bliss,
Nature  blessed us with her kiss.
So sweet was our moment fine
That the whole world tasted divine.

Ere we should forever fall asleep
This loving memory we will keep.


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Fly Me To Your Moon

Dancing on the empty floor
Dear, I want you for more
We seek through our sight
Tonight, I let you by my side

Your eyes like an ocean
You drown me deep by your motion
Our body sway without a music
But the heart beat remain as the acoustic

Lost in lust we caught by the moon
The tick tock time moving like too soon
Symptoms of passion forced to be awake
Our lips closer like unwillingly to await

Twinkle twinkle shiny star
Be the glimmer of our night
We find our selves in bizarre
You do me wrong but I felt it right


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Haiku Seven

Kriss Kringle galore-
The sanctity of Christmas,
And blissful New Year.



Kriss Kringle: Germans word for 'Santa Claus' or 'Father Christmas',
 as being called in some parts of the world.


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WHITE NIGHT LOVERS

                           WHITE NIGHT LOVERS

                        your shadow calls in moonlight
                        sweet breath of Cedar 
                        Fills me with winter longing

                        sun and moon
                        white night celebrates
                        each embrace


Victoria Anderson-Throop
Valdez, Alaska


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Delightful Deceit

Like a withering flower in the fall
The emptiness and sorrow surfaces
Through the winter I shall suffer the ice
Waging war against myself
The memory and essence of her will entice

Death is but in the past
I have long fallen to the shade in black
After the struggles and trials of life
A heart and soul is what I lack

A kiss and a hug is a memory of a fading youth
A simple notch in a bedpost is all I am
Carved by her smile and her grace
The devil has appeared in my life
Represented by her deceiving face

Tossed to the curb like a piece of trash
Even my name ceases to exist
A few lines in a local newspaper
The beating of my heart makes the list

So take these words from me
Because they are all I have left
Ever piece of me has been stolen
She has committed the ultimate theft


Details | Lyric | |

Last page, End of story, close the book and don?t look back

As I purge my mind of all the memories bits and pieces that still infuriate me
I remember being on the phone with her in our last conversation
and in the background I could hear what her new boy friend was saying
Threatening to leave and reminding her about the things I?d done  

Then you claimed I had not changed 
You said I was still very angry
I said under the circumstances how would you feel
If the only love you knew was being decided upon a moments notice

No more chasing
No more memories 
No more wishing you?d come back
No more you, no more me
Last page, End of story, close the book and don?t look back

Then suddenly another memory a psychic gave your mom advice  
She said you were going to have to choose between two lovers
But that moment in time had no rhyme and we just laughed it off 
But as I reminded her of that time I could hear fear through a fateful sigh 

then suddenly everything in my mind began to flicker
Like a candle blowing in the wind
My mind my soul prepared to let go
Like an addiction that feeds off the regret

No more chasing
No more memories 
No more wishing you?d come back
No more you, no more me
Last page, End of story, close the book and don?t look back

Another reel of my memory plays
Like sitting in a dark room with a tv on and remote in hand 
Skipping through the channels
And watching each clip

She said I have to call you back 
but I already knew what the answer would be
It was in her voice when that moment became a reality.
She buckled under pressure and I was out of the picture
 
No more chasing
No more memories 
No more wishing you?d come back
No more you, no more me
Last page, End of story, close the book and don?t look back

Our break up was resentful
Unfortunately it was all based on a lie
And for six years she hated me
However she never really knew the truth why

And as one last image begins to float away like a balloon
I see the engagement ring and the party
I see what could have been, should?ve been but is not going to happen
I see you on face book with two kids and an illegitimate husband 

No more chasing
No more memories 
No more wishing you?d come back
No more you, no more me
Last page, End of story, close the book and don?t look back


Details | Lyric | |

Best Thing I Ever Had

When I get to Louisiana, 
just a mile or more to go.
Yes, when I get to Louisiana, 
just a mile or more to go, 
Lord, you know i'll be alright
once I hit that station floor.

They say he's in New Orleans 
doing his best to survive.
They say he's in New Orleans 
doing his best to survive.
I'll be in New Orleans just
as it's turning five, 

That man was the best thing-
yes, best thing I ever had.
That man was the best thing-
yes, best thing I ever had.
Lord knows when I see him it will
make my heart feel glad.

When we're pulling in the station, 
Lord I'll be headed for that door.
Yes, when we're pulling in the station 
I'll be headed for that door.
You know I just can't wait until 
I hit that station floor.

That man was the best thing-
yes, best thing I ever had.
That man was the best thing-
yes best thing I ever had.
Lord knows when I see him it will 
make my heart feel glad.



Details | Free verse | |

Our Space Forever Held

Important blooming beautiful 
in you deep inside true
loving the time 
I spend in your company
please never doubt me in what 
I have said 
Really happily 
thinking all the time 
of you smiling so sweetly
dreaming in a sound of one sweet voice
kissing echoes warm softly surrender
Loving inside deeply cries
you are an noble maiden 
who dazzles across sweetly horizons
kissing moonlight thoughts faraway
Your light distant sparkling warmly
as the dewdrops fall silver
glistening a starlight love
Deep within this path standing 
golden sands we walk together
dream of dreams you dance with grace 
with great joy embraced for eternity


Details | Sonnet | |

Sonnet of Love

Why does my heart beat suddenly of love
To strangers who’ve just been passing my way
And been bedazzled but only to have
Lifetime to remember, some time to stay?
Glances and verses all traded to bliss,
Glittering hope do blind these truthful eyes
And love bruises create eternal piece
That keeps on playing to where this heart lies.
I keep it secret though my heart complains
That Cupid failed an arrow on your chest
After striking my heart with costly pains,
And wonder where he throws the arrows rest.
My heart dies tonight because love I know
Even in my deep sleep away you’ll go.


Details | I do not know? | |

celsius

Fallen snow will remind of me/ it is snowing ... 
Slowly as in the dream/ 
Boy word-beads/ with signs on his spine/ 
He kisses fine/ 
Your eyelids /

And it snows ... It snows /so slow/
It does/ and you're thinking of me/ 
'Coz it's warm/ it's better to stay in warmth/ 
Waiting for summer dim/ 
It is snowing/ slowly like in the dream/ 
Flakes/ go round/ playing the music theme/ 
You've been looking for rescue/ 
You searched in wine/ 
But it's in me/ 
all the rescues are mine/ 
It is snowing/ the snow is fluffy and white/ 
If you see darkness/ I'm deaf and blind/ 
there's the cast of time/ on the arm/ 
But I discern the light/ 
Dreams/ upon your eyelids tips/ 
Prepare you for winter drowse/ 
And it snows/ 

Fallen snow/ will remind of spring /
it will crumble and crackle in vain/ 
It will snow / fluffy /white/ and slow/ 
And you'll become whole/


Details | Couplet | |

Heart Stopper

My heart stopped as you took my breath away
You are the brightest part of every day

Years do not matter you are still sublime
The best part off life is that you are mine

I possess you but not in a bad way
It is our dance a game that we both play

I live in a dream with you in my arms
I will never be immune to your charms

I feel the beat of your glorious heart
I continue to explore every part

You are the one who wipes away my tears
You kept your promise to always be here

I soak you up within my whole being
So satisfied with what I am feeling

So now when I laugh it shows in my eyes
The essence of me has been realized

The heart that you stopped is beating strong
I am so thankful that you came along


Details | I do not know? | |

My Love

my love...

my love blossoms amidst the thunder

across the oceans and the beyond the seas

my love reaches out and touches

the moments of bliss as the loneliness flees

my love is simple
with profound feelings of yearning desire

my love rages within
the furnace of this aching heart's unquenchable fire

my love basks in the warmth of the knowledge

that in the spring it takes root and it will flower

my love breathes in the light fragrance

of her hair after her warm and delicate shower

my love remembers drowning in her eyes

of those ethereal moments frozen forever more

my love recalls the fleeting ticking of the clock

each minute apart stabbing at my very core

my love she knows I need her so

for she needs me just as much

my love she sprinkles light flourishes of her sensual touch

as my love for her continues to ceaselessly grow

my love reaches down into the crevasses of my of being

my love for her is held onto deep inside

for in the coming of the cold ache of seperation

my love settles between the folds of her heart, for 'tis there that my love for will reside

my love like an eternal dream caresses me in wakefulness and in sleep

and that is the feeling that I shall cherish

a feeling of love that has settled in me 

a feeling so pure and a feeling so very deep...


Details | Free verse | |

Autumn in the glen

There are showers of leaves within our glen

Because autumn has come upon us

I go there often, each tortuous step

To remember and to imagine

You danced here in exuberant circles

Arms extended, whirling madly

Celebrating who you were in a moment of magic

Before laughing and collapsing upon the leaves

That God had painted for your pleasure 

 

You tilted your lips to accept my kiss

And I consumed your beauty, gathering it

Into my soul like the promises of all the gods

And in that moment when your laughter faded

Into the softness of deep wonder

You were more beautiful than all your yesterdays

And birds hushed in worship of you

The breeze surrendered and the clock suspended

Because it was a moment indelible upon itself

 

I pause at the place where you danced

And examine the marvels of the new season

Of how the earth has dressed itself in gaudy colors

And realize that if I were God in constant creation

I would have made you no differently than you were

Nothing would I have changed for I saw you

Only in your perfection while blind to flaw or error

I saw you as the autumn leaf in all its brazen colors

But as I reached for it, the wind blew it away


Details | Haiku | |

Le Vacance Pretentieuse: Storm Part IV

Precipitation:
Culminates in a washout
Stuffed camels get soaked


Details | Free verse | |

Flat Canvas

Flat canvas;

Bubbling brown ridges strike 
The confining dimensions in a hostile yawn: 
Upwards, Outwards.

Walk the world no longer, an ending beckons, 
A precipice builds moments where swallows wager wings 
On new seed: New breeds.
Falling buys the assurance of seconds
From a sinking well. 
Oh well.

Remember us when the globe begins to slip,
Bang drums for our pity:
Our crescendos mean less than meaningless.
And then, when spheres crack, continue 
On the whorl of a thumb, 
Stretching hope to nothing.
Run.


Details | Sestina | |

Ne'er Gone

Forever in the wind, the gale, the tempest gone……
though, lingering caress of cheek and thigh remains		
as does the precious memory of fires glow.			
Winds leavings lesson, shreds the sheets of time’s retreat	
and, at last, the snow melts listless in spring’s arms, warm.	
Soft breezes tease her auburn hair, she sighs “Oh, love..”	

The flames of brash passion bank with his absence,"Love.."	
The woodland cottage shutter bang , they say “He’s gone…”
Around her unclad form, he’d wrapped his cloak so warm, 	
where maiden laid abed within, his sweet scent remains.	
The war had come and he must go, he must retreat.		
The ripening moon has passed behind the clouds a glow	

Yet, deep within a single seed, follows nature’s glow.	
The pulse, the heart, the art, of tales, unbridled... love.		
No amount of jeers or warnings can bring retreat,		
for he is not removed, dismissed, a leaving gone.		
See his eyes reflected from the face where she remains?	
See the brand he’s placed upon her heart, so warm.		

Clarity can not make more clear, the trace of warmth	
No prismatic glass can intensify the glow.			
The brilliant bloom, the blush, so, it doth remain.		
When willow weeps upon the wind, she shan’t for love.	
Ne’er lay like Ophelia on the water “He’s gone…….”	
A gifting he has left, a grace, in his retreat.			

That winter wind which blew the fairest love to his retreat		
left empty days and nights of gloom no longer warm.	
“Oh, he harried all the dark emotions….gone…….”		
and left a different brightness, a face a glow.			
Soon, with the fall of maple leaves, she’ll bare his love	
and all that matters in this world with thus remain.		

A wee bairn will birth from such love and will remain.		
Upon bosom blessed, he’ll rest with pain in retreat.		
The fairy folk will not receive her dearest love.		
The skirt of meadow grass will not his wee frame warm	
for her longing has been fulfilled with this child's glow,	
the forest god’s and she can see that he ne’er gone.		

The bairn remains, his gift, memory unwrapped, warm.
The retreat of fire forces internal glow
for love she’d given all her heart, and he ne’er gone.




Details | Lyric | |

When you felt alone

There was a time you felt alone, 
A time you thought the world had ended and nobody will find you 
A time when the dark cloud had fallen to your head and no light could illuminate your path, 
When the rivers over flowed their banks and ruptured that cute smile of yours and left you wry for a moment 
You prayed for better days with a bitter voice 
Hoping to see light when all that appeared was a blurred void 
For a moment there was silence during your presence 
Your heart stopped from thudding like a gong 
Your tears stuck on replay like a song 
Nobody could see what you where going thru due to failure of realizing a wrong 
Death being your obsession 
You surely felt no happiness for a while in your possession 
As feeling alone was one of your greatest depressions 
'Harsh the pain' your mind could say but your heart couldn't heal from that severe collapse 
You needed someone to give you props 
Someone to caresses u, and someone to wipe your tear drops 
Someone who won't point out at your wrongs, but try to correct your faults 
Someone who would say, 'thru thick and thin I will be there for you till your heartache stops' 
But all you had was a memory 
A memory that linked you to the past 
The past when your world had ended 
How it ended something you never wanted to remember 
A remembrance that made u feel alone 
Alone because of loosing yourself to the world 
The world that brought misery to your life 
A life that was better with no love 


Details | Rhyme | |

She has gone

Standing there alone at the graveyard
Calling yearning memories of the past
Can't stop his tears , that's truly hard
She has gone , What a dote didn't last!

Shrouded by thoughts , downcast eye
Her voice is still beating in his ear
She was singing like a bird under the clear sky
When he played harp and waterfall was near

Can't forget these hoary promises to be together
On good and bad , To make love their guide
He just wanna say he will be loyal forever
Until his soul meets her on the other side


By: A. Badr


Details | I do not know? | |

For Bruce Springsteen

for bruce springsteen...


it was a rain-swept monsoon day

way back then, so many moons away

when i felt the music strumming in my veins

setting me free like a runaway horse without any reins

you sang of simple truths, 

your verse spoke to people just like me

in my lonely, wasted, and desolately quiet night

as you screamed out tragic human wrongs, and of everyone's plight

'bobby jean' spoke to me

of that girl down the street

glimpses of whom, we as innocents would furtively meet

and 'the river' that flowed through my ever-barren heart

led me down further roads of thunder

when slowly i finally learnt that the hardest part was fighting on

and never to surrender

to the hard-luck dreams that were born to run

while i danced in the dark 

with memories vivid and stark

even as i whined like that dog who for forever lost his howling bark

and then a 'human touch' came along

and 'better days' seemed real, not just words in a song

and still you sang and swayed and spoke straight into my unseeing eyes

as gardens of secrets were opened, and as your fist punched the skies

in an anger that i too felt and in whose cauldron i too burned

as we saw murder get incorporated, while on its wobbly axis, our fragile world apathetically turned

and then suddenly i was told that i was all grown up

working on a highway of scattered ideals

and absolving myself by sprinkling some coins in a waiting cup

well, after all these years of walking along so many a thorny road

with an armour of your verse covering me, even as i hear them taunt me and even as they continue to goad

but now i can feel myself fading away, into the bleakness of this coming night

just like the ghost of that old tom joad...


Details | Verse | |

I blame me

I blame me for all my mistakes
I blame me for all the rejection and heartache
I blame me for all the times I stayed silent 
and should have started and earthquake
with my words
I should have spoken up when I had the chance
now all those thoughts are wasted
unspoken, unheard

I blame me when my husband touches me 
and I feel the hands of a predators pounce
And I blame me when the pressure it on
because all I had to do was shout out and renounce His name
Lord, help me to get rid of the shame

I blame me for my loneliness
I blame me for my feelings of lust
I blame me when I look at myself and see absolute disgust
I blame me when I shut down - unsure of who to trust
At times not even sure if I really know how to love

I blame me when my kids are crying out sick
because when I brought them here
I knew that this world was unfit
Yet overpowered by my love for them 
I became more and more protective
So I blame myself in advance for their sadness
when they finally see that the world is not objective

I blame me for those nights I can't rest
Wondering if my consciousness has finally realized
that I have done my best
to stay positive and have good intentions
So I blame myself when I give in to temptations and my human inhibitions
and begin to feel ashamed of myself
I begin to feel like I don't have enough strength to love myself
because
good things don't happen for me
So I blame me for my thinking and feelings of worthlessness

It's a big world and my lonely soul has no more confidence
I have nothing
I have given up 
and so I blame me for my incompetence and my soul's rut


Details | I do not know? | |

REST IN PEACE MUM ANN BROWN 18 AUG 2011

MUM ...

WHERE DO I START? I DON'T THINK THERE IS WORDS , TO EXPLAIN HOW I AM 


FEELING ABOUT THE LOSS OF YOU... BUT I WILL USE ALL THE STRENGTH YOU HAVE 


GIVEN TO ME , SO I CAN GET THESE FINAL WORDS OUT THE GUILT , SADNESS AND 

REGRET  FROM NOT SEEING YOU LIKE I WANTED TO  SO ****ING MUCH ,

 THEN THE PAIN OF NOT HAVING  A CHANCE TO SAY "GOODBYE" TO THE MOST 

BEAUTIFUL MOTHER COULD WANT, AND YES MUM I'M TALKING ABOUT YOUTO HOLD 

YOUR HAND, TO SEE YOU SMILE , TO HEAR YOUR VOICE, WOULD MAKE MY LIFE MORE 

WORTHWHILE. YOU TAUGHT ME HOW TO LIVE, BUT YOU NEVER TAUGHT ME HOW TO 

LIVE WITHOUT YOU I MISS YOU SO SO MUCH MUM, BUT THE LOVE IN MY HEART FOR YOU , WILL MAKE SURE 

YOUR LIFE , LOVE , WARMTH AND TOUCH , WILL LIVE ON FOREVER , 

IN ME I KNOW THAT YOU CHANGED ME , JUST FROM YOUR 

PRESENCE...THATS'S HOW STRONG YOU WERE MUM I KNOW YOU HAVEN'T LEFT ME , 

FOR THE LOVE IN MY HEART REMAINS , YOU WILL NEVER HAVE TO SUFFER AND YOUR 

BODY WILL FEEL NO PAIN...... GOD TOOK YOUR HAND , AND MADE US PART , HE CLOSED 

YOUR EYES , AND BROKE MY HEART ....FOR ALL THE TIMES WE HAVE BEEN TOGETHER,

I WILL NEVER FORGET YOUR FACE.

THERE IS NO MOTHER ANYWHERE LIKE YOU,

NO ONE COULD TAKE YOUR PLACE.

IF ONLY I HAD KNOWN YOU WERE LEAVING,

I GUESS I EXPECTED YOU TO FOREVER LAST,

ALL OF THE DREAMS OF US IN THE FUTURE,

ARE NOW BUT MEMORIES OF THE PAST.

GOD TAPPED YOU ON THE SHOULDER,

HE WAS THE ONLY ONE WHO KNEW,

THAT YOU WERE GOING WITH HIM,

TO THE SKY SO BEAUTIFUL BLUE.

ALTHOUGH I MAY NEVER SEE YOU MUM,

ARJAY WILL BE BY YOUR SIDE,

HE'S GONNA HOLD YOUR HAND,

AND LEAD THE WAY,

FOR HE WILL BE YOUR GUIDE.....

I LOVE YOU MY MOTHER.....
DON'T TELL ME THAT YOU UNDERSTAND, 
DON'T TELL ME THAT YOU KNOW,
DON'T TELL ME THAT I WILL SURVIVE,
HOW I WILL SURELY GROW.
DON'T TELL ME THIS IS JUST A TEST,
THAT I AM TRULY BLESSED,
THAT I AM CHOSEN FOR THIS TASK,
APART FROM ALL THE REST.
DON'T COME AT ME WITH  ANSWERS THAT CAN ONLY COME FROM ME,
DON'T TELL ME HOW MY GRIEF WILL PASS,
THAT I WILL SOON BE FREE.
DON'T STAND IN PIOUS JUDGMENT OF THE BONDS I MUST UNTIE,
DON'T TELL ME HOW TO SUFFER,
DON'T TELL ME HOW TO CRY.
MY LIFE IS FILLED WITH SELFISHNESS,
MY PAIN IS ALL I SEE,
BUT I  NEED YOU,
I NEED YOU YOUR LOVE UNCONDITONALLY.
ACCEPCT ME IN MY UPS AND DOWNS,
I NEED SOMEONE TO SHARE,
JUST TO HOLD MY HAND AND LET ME CRY,
AND SAY, MY FRIEND I REALLY DO CARE
Mom you mean the world to me
It’s hard to live without you ,You were always by my side
Through thick and thin you helped me


Details | ABC | |

Someone Elses Life

I feel like I'm living someone elses life, a life in strife. I've been strong, but when will I belong. I feel so alone, but I'm doing ok on my own. I can't describe the pain, but I keep in mind every storm runs outa rain. I use to think our love was unbeatable, but really its unforgettable. Everyday I walk down memory lane, trying to ignore the pain. He crosses my mind everyday, when will all this go away. There's gotta be something more, my heart is becoming sore. My momma doesn't have to worry, because I'm not sorry. I know he made the mistake, and he's the reason I have this heartache. What we had, was bad. I shouldn't have let it go that far, your just another scar.


Details | Haiku | |

Love Stories

Tragedy and Comedy
Blended and Beaten
Memories last a lifetime


Details | Free verse | |

My First Love Experience

It was in the early days of our lives
We met
She was so beautiful 
My eyes could not stop admiring
My heart kept racing 
Every time it sensed
her good-looking approaching
But we were too young 
To give full meaning 
To the love language

Years passed
Time kept flying
We lost contact 
But the memory of our past
We lugged with us

Someway, somehow,
Fate found us
And brought us together

We have now grown 
So big and sweet
We both glitter
At each other’s presence
We were ready to do a recap 
of where we left off

We laughed and joked about our past
We talked about our hey days at the National Theatre
We remembered the beautiful past that reflects our true self
We both haven’t changed after all

At that moment my heart spoke 
The love language again
I knew I was in love with her
It wasn’t today
It started from when we were kids

Man must gather confidence
And speak out his feelings

Thoughts,
Thoughts of what she would say;

Don’t laugh at me,
We all do it sometimes


We were sweet friends
But now, I want to take 
The friendship a step further

My heart in full swing 
Of abnormal beating,
It beat faster
It spoke two different languages
Say it; and keep it
Don’t know which of these to believe 
I was shy
I was afraid
I was confused
I was happy
I was sad
I felt insane

There she was,
Standing in front me
In their house 
Beaming with smiles

Nii, she said tenderly,
‘I thought you said you had something to tell me,
Come on, I can’t wait any longer
My ears are itching’

My heart just jumped out
And now I want to escape from her presence
I wish I could vanish into thin air

Stop laughing at me
I’m not mouth lazy

I was just afraid of the outcome 
What if she said NO?
What if I lose her as a friend?
What if she vanishes into thin air?

And the what if’s continued …

Once in a man’s life time
He must draw together courage
To speak out his feelings

After all, I would not have violated any law
For telling a sweet scented woman 
Gorgeous, attractive and stunning 
About what I feel for her
So my nerves were clamed

This was how I started…

Esther, I mean, Naa Adjeley

The confusion has started

Errrmmm, you see,

Still didn’t know what to say

Hmmm, hope you are doing great?

Still confused…

‘I guess your brother, Thomas,
Is doing fine?’

She stared at me intently 
The smiles on her face kept 
My hopes alive 
And my heart awake 
I knew she was expecting 
Something more than making those comical remarks

It’s was now time to speak

Naa Adjeley, I travelled from Cape Coast 
To Accra to come see you
To tell you I miss you
and errmmm…

Please let it out
The small voice inside me whispered

I left campus to Accra just to let you know that
I AM IN LOVE WITH YOU

She laughed aloud and said
‘’are you serious!’’

‘Oh! Yes I am’
I said confidently,

Her face suddenly darkened
The smiles misplaced 
I wanted to fade away from her presence
After all I’ve let my feelings out
That was what mattered to me
But I did not have that special magic



How long have you felt this way towards me?
The next question to answer
‘When we were kids,
But it was revamped quite recently’
I replied

I could see the confusion on her face
She needed some more time 
To think things through
I was excited let it out
But she was confused

Days passed,
I went back to school,
We enjoyed chit chatting on the phone
But the answer to my request was still hanging

She mentioned in one of our conversations
She might be travelling
But didn’t say when
She was a nursing student
I was a tourism student
The beauty of having a friend 
You know and love
kept my mind awake in school

School was on recess
I arrived in Accra
Left my things unpacked
Borrowed money from my old girl
Picked a cab to Banana Inn
To see the woman 
That has taken my heart hostage

I kept bagging at their gate
Agoo! agoo! agooo! 

Waiting in anticipation to see
Her fine looking face
And present her with my first gift
Her brother, Thomas opened up

‘Hey! Where have you been?
It’s been a while’
Was the first question 
He asked

The only interest I had was to see her face
I wanted to see the woman 
That makes my heart beat
She was all I cared about

Where is Naa Adjeley?
I enquired from Thomas

I saw the shock on his face
My breathe was not catching up 
with me properly
I knew something was wrong

‘Where is she’,
I asked again
‘Didn’t she tell you
She was travelling?’
My face dropped dead at once
I felt a sharp heart ache
I almost fainted

She left for the U.K
Without even saying bye bye
Was that why, she didn’t give any reply
to my proposal?
Why did she keep my heart awake?

I left her house, depressed
Her gift was a bonus for the cab driver
My face drenched in pool of tears

I know it hurts
But I felt more relieved

Why?

My feelings had been made lucid to her
I now walk with my chest out
Ready to move on
Ready to open myself up to happiness

I still remember
Her looks
Her smiles
Her beauty
Her mannerism

My first love story
The one I have kept furtive
Over the years

Naa Adjeley
My old time love.


Details | I do not know? | |

Memories

Memories are sweet, they remind me
Of how things used to be.
But I don’t know why they make me cry
Maybe because you are not nearby…
I never asked for memories, I only asked for you
To stand by me, to see me through
But maybe I had asked for too much
Maybe there exists no ‘utopia’ as such
But I am not hanging on to the past
I have let it go so fast
Moved on, I really have
Trying to be strong, trying to be brave
I know I will make it through  
But of this aching heart, what do I do?
I don’t blame you, I never have
I guess I was too naive to appreciate what I had
But the void inside me still cries out
But there is no one to even hear me shout
Tears are silent, they say
Yet the make the pain go away
But will I ever let the pain go?

Even when we were together,
There were tears and there was laughter
Told myself you were best for me
Don’t know why I felt lonely in your company
Maybe it’s good that everything’s over
But the memories, I know will last forever
You never even asked if we could be friends
That way maybe I could have made some amends?
I know not, why I still yearn for you
Even though the mask I wear cries out otherwise
From this pain, for me, there’s no reprise
I will always have you in my heart
And love you as much as I did in the start
Wish I could have you in my life too
But all I have are these memories to rue… ?



Details | Narrative | |

How Hard Could it Be Part 1

How hard could it be to take my first step?

“Come to mommy, you can do it.”

“Oh you're home. Hon, look at him go.”

As I take another step, he picks me up.

He hugs me tight but gently and kisses me on the cheek.

I feel so safe, loved and happy. Perhaps that's how it was.

(I really don't remember back that far.)


How hard could it be, my first day at school.

My mom meets me at the front door of the building,

hugs me and says, “How was your first day? Did you have fun today?”

He comes home after a hard day at work and mom says,

“Hi Hon, it was Den’s first day of school.”

He picks me up in his strong arms and says,

“I knew you could do it.” A hug and a kiss on the cheek.


How hard could it be to learn how to drive a car or a truck?

“Den, come with me. Let's take a short ride down the road.”

We both climb up into Dad's blue 1955 Chevy pickup.

He stops on the back road, gets out, comes around and says, “Scoot over. It's

your turn.”

I start the engine, push in the clutch, shift and we start out slowly.

I'm nervous, I speed up, clutch in, shift again.

Oh crap, I shifted into reverse, truck stopped abruptly and backfired.

Dad looks at me, “But you did it.“ He hugs me, a kiss on the cheek.


How hard could it be to go away to college?

I'm so glad she has a phone so I can call my mom and dad.

“Hi Den, how are things going? You've got a B average.

That's great. I knew you could do it. I love you, see you soon.”

“You met a girl? What's her name? Wow, see you soon. I love you”

“You want to marry her? Big step; in Holland? Okay, we love you.”

How hard could it be to have a family?

“Oh, it's a girl. Mireille, that's a nice name.” He hugs me, kiss on the cheek.

“Another girl, Michelle, that's a nice name too.” He hugs me, kiss on the cheek.

“You finally had a boy, Michael, good choice.” Hug and a kiss.

Birthdays, holidays, weekends, visits back and forth, phone calls.

He loves them all, unconditionally. Hugs and kisses all around.


How hard could it be as life goes on?

He watches them grow up, get married and have children.

He loves them all, unconditionally, hugs and kisses all around.

We take short trips and mom and Dad go with us now and then.

We go camping and mom and Dad visit us now and then.

Every time you left, hugs and kisses all around. Always, “See you soon.”


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Flawless Wish

Written by D. W. Breidenthal 


You take my breath away

I wanna stay in this entrancing paradise
I want all of the negativity to fade away 
The darkness isn’t my property…I despise
Living a life that’s filled with misperception and disaster 

I would love to live in the ocean’s ecstasy 
That would be spectacular if we can abide in the sparkly sea

This eccentric dilemma makes your angelic features too unclear 
It chills me to the bone…
My heart pounds with hope and fear… when will peace draw near
This flawless wish remains unknown

The night’s approaching…seek shelter and light
Painstaking regrets – I can’t back away from gravity’s pull 
Hand me the rope and don’t bestow your burdens upon my soul 
Sift away the misfortune and allow me to put up with the fight
Help me fulfill my flawless wish
And I’ll strip away your anguish

You’re a burning candle
I raise my head up from the mud
I step forward with courage that I couldn’t handle 
On my own, but you stripped away the agony 
Watch us grow and sprout as one flower bud!

You took my heart to a wonderful place
I wanna desert this decaying body of mine and seek you in splendid light
You forgave me for my wrongs…you thrilled me with praise 
I wanna embrace the dawn’s incredible, appealing light...
Sweeping away the deploring night  

It soothes my sensitive heart…dismissing my vexing misery  

I have the urge to repaint the breathtaking memories I’ve spent with you
Will it scratch away the sorrow?
I have to search for shelter and burn away our calamity – slaying us with rue
 
Will my flawless wish store hope for tomorrow? 


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TORN - Song Lyrics

TORN (song Lyrics)

A part of me wants to leave you alone
A part of me wants for you to come home
A part of me says I'm living a lie
And that I'm better off without you.

A part of me says to think it through
A part of me says I'm over you
A part of me wants to say goodbye
A part of me is asking why?

A part of me wants to leave
But a part of me wants to be here with you
And every time I think we're over and done
You do something to get me back loving you
And you got me just torn.

Torn in between the two
'Cause I really wanna be with you
But something's telling me
I should leave you alone
But I really want to be with you.

And you got me just torn in between the two
'Cause I really wanna be with you.

There were no issues when we started out
It was cool, it was everything that love's about
But something happened, plus I feel it's over now
'Cause I can't understand you now.
Now, I just can't understand you now.

A part of me says it's all my fault
A part of me says he ain't what you want
A part of me says to get my bags
A part of me says I can't do that.

A part of me wants to leave
But a part of me wants to be here with you
And every time I think that it's over and done
You make me fall back in love.

So many times I had my foot out the door
So many times I thought to give you a chance
Thought you'd be a better man
Now I'm sitting here and I'm so confused.

'Cause I keep fighting myself for you
I don't know how much more I can take
But I can't feel this way
You got me so torn...


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our love

our love has come and gone
just like the freshly played melody of our song
though i cannot lie
i will sigh
to you i will say a final goodbye
our love has faded away
like a breeze on a hot summers day
our love has gone out of fashion
and its time to move on
because our love has come and gone
like the faded memory of our song
and with a sigh
to you i say a final good bye


Details | I do not know? | |

Soldiers Girlfriend

I’m proud of the man in front of me

Dressed in his ACUs

But i miss the guy you use to be

Blue Jeans and your boots.

I miss the way you drive your truck

i miss the sweet soft stares.

I miss the man you use to be

I’m not sure hes still there


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DREAMS OF LIFE

ONE  WILL  DREAM                                                                                                           
ONE DAY WILL SHARE DREAMS
ONE DAY WILL SING 
ONE DAY WILL SING TOGETHER
ONE DAY WILL WALK
ONE DAY WILL WALK TOGETHER
ONE DAY WILL HAVE MEMORIES 
ONE DAY WILL HAVE MEMORIES TOGETHER
ONE DAY WILL SMILE
ONE DAY WILL SMILE TOGETHER 
ONE DAY WILL ASK 
ONE DAY WILL WONDER 
ONE DAY WILL TALK 
ONE DAY THEY WONT LISTEN
*BUT I HAVE ONE QUESTION*!!!!!IF YOU WERE TO SLEEP TONIGHT AND NEVER WAKE UP WOULD YOU BE PROUD OF WHO YOU BECAME ,WHO YOU WERE,WHAT YOU HAVE DONE TILL THAT MOMENT ??CAUSE IF NOT YOU MUST WAKE UP FROM YOUR DREAMS !


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Love: Contemplating On Your Doorstep

(Oh, how time goes by, hm?
It's been...
A long while since she last said 
Farewell.
She remembers;
Your smile-
Despite your unnerving hand-
Said you wanted to plenish a
Rogue tease
On her lips. Which was fine 
then.
But time went, and desire 
disguised itself,
Spiralling into satirical hatred. And
Somehow between
Ponders and dreams
Of whispering tickles
Inside your ear,
She escaped a fate chosen for her.
And maybe that's why she came.) 

As I stand here
Below your window;
A tattered red wired on my 
face,
Despite all
Unwarranted barter
Against it,
I couldn't help
But be here.

Don't get me wrong.
I argued it profusely,
Though you'd say I always do,
But as I stared into the silver 
platter,
It was almost inevitable!
Fate as you too, would say,
That my fingers should grasp
That dress you once loved,
And quiver its stream
Upon my skin, 
Flowing loosely into a 
shimmering
waterfall.
You know I wouldn't have worn 
it
unless...
Well-
(How should she begin?)

Remember the time
When the splattering colour
Thrashed its way upon
The black canvas of night?
You stood off
Away.
And I stood even farther.

I called you...
And wished you all the best.

Albeit the deafening
Insult I cradled with wishes,
Echoed in your humoured mind,
I meant it.
The words were as genuine
As the heart throbbing
Under the chest
As I watched, lost in those 
colours
Thinking of...

Well-

Forgive me.
I should have called
And declared my timely arrival.
You probably have
A matter of importance
To uphold.
But as I recalled...
You loved sugary treats...
And maybe when your diligence 
ceased
For just a moment,
And you crave a sweet for 
pleasing,

You would only to place your 
hand in 
Mine
To take it...
(Why isn't she quick
To the point, lad?)

I'm sorry.
I know you'd like to hear this
From someone else,
Spewing it from the throat.
But today
In all of the disguised things you 
love,
I wanted you to understand.
I was hoping,
All that changed would be 
devoured
By what I needed to tell you,
If I could.

(If only she could...

The truth is,
She knows it is a destiny
A fated destiny...
Though one that does not start 
here.

For even if
This door swung open
And her heart bloomed.
Even if, you wielded,
The words of 'I', and 'you'
And 'unsheathed destiny'.
Even if...
You scorched her soul
Fervently with honeyed love,
Where before the crafting of 
your hearts
From friends, pains and time,
To be sharper for yourselves;
From you to her and her to you,
I'd have to say
With the overflowing essence,
Of everything I am
That it just isn't meant to be.)


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Adjectives and nouns

I loved it when you were learning

And practiced with adjectives at every opportunity

You would frame my face within your hands

And kiss me fiercely before announcing

“Happy kiss”

A kiss that had no special reason, coming as a sample

Proving the glow upon your face was real and marvelous

That you were at home, safe within my heart.

 

I loved your questions that confused me

“Shake hands and say How do you do . . . .

How do you do what?”

And you would wait for an answer with that cute frown

And there was no answer other than “That’s what we say”

“You’re crazy!” she’d respond. “Thank you, you’re welcome!

Welcome?  Welcome to where, to what?  

That’s what you say, right?  English is for crazy people!”

 

You loved autumn above all seasons

Pointing and practicing, “Leaf . . . . bush . . . . torrente . . . .

“Stream,” I’d tell you and you would nod pertly 

And repeat, “stream . . . . stream . That’s a pretty word.”

“Sure, and gonorrhea sounds like a South Sea island

English is crazy, remember?”

But you would ignore me and walk on muttering

“Stream . . . . torrente . . . . stream . . . . stream.”

 

That night we sat on the sofa

You with your legs tucked beneath you

And you took my hand with eyes teary bright

“Sometimes,” you said, “I want to lock the door

Never open for anybody.  Food is not important

I just want to stay here, inside this place

Here, beside you, inside your arms

Because I am frightened of everything out there.”

 

Existence was defined by emptiness

Your side of the bed, the chair before me at the table  

The seat belt dangling and your place on the sofa  

Your side of the dresser, your towels on the rack  

Your shampoo and your place to lay out clothes for tomorrow  

Everything was abbreviated and nothing complete  

Because reality knocked at the door

And everything you feared invited us to this moment


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Beautiful Truths



How often a memory comes forward as a
message for my soul
My never ending story carried here to me
on the wings of a dove
Beautiful truth's i had forgotten filled with
mercy and so much love
The pieces of life come together and finally
i become whole...


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One Last Memory

An item that cannot be replaced
A memory that cannot be restored
This one possession is all that I have left
I keep it close to my heart
To carry the memory of the past
It means a lot to me
I take it with me wherever I go
Thinking of the memories before
Someday this memory will fade
And I'll be left with nothing more


Details | Free verse | |

Thanks For Calling Me Mom

I saw her sitting alone at the table
Forlorn, and not expecting any company
Up to her I quickly walked and greeted her
With a gentle hug and tender kiss on the cheek
Momentarily her eyes lit up with fleeting recognition

Then just like that,she turned away
Recognition gone again but I refused to
Give up and so I took her gnarled hand in mine
Kissed it softly,leaned in closely and said"Hi Mom"
For a moment tears welled up in her eyes and she thanked me

"For what?" I asked and she said quietly
"Thanks for calling me Mom" and I said"Well
You are my mom and always will be"and she smiled
At me but then once more turned her head away from me
So I began to sing along to the Christmas music they were playing

I was hoping she would join in but
She merely sneaked sideways peeks at me
Trying with all her might to figure out just who I was
My heart was breaking inside of me but I didn't let her know
At eighty eight I figured she had earned the right of memory loss

Forget all the bad years she had spent
Defending and fending off an alcoholic husband
Protecting her adopted children she loved,from abuse
Pretending to everyone things were fine in our troubled home
As I watched her lovely,dear,wrinkled face,I recalled another time

I was in a class play and she attended alone
My father too drunk to come and watch me perform
As I came off stage there she was,so proud of me I knew
I said"Thanks Mom for coming to watch me in my acting debut"
She told me I'd done a good job and that she was glad to call me daughter

Beaming she said "And thanks for calling me Mom"
"You will always be my mom"I said and then we hugged
Now this was one memory I wished with all my soul that she still had
But I knew that ship had sailed and so I rose to leave and said"Bye Mom"
She looked me over then again said "Thanks for calling me Mom"as my heart did a flip







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Details | Free verse | |

The Garden

The night air is cool and collective,
Running through my hair and face.
Even when I’m with people, I feel alone
In this cold blooded space.

It’s like walking through a garden
Of all your favorite foods,
But none of which can substantiate
For that one so special mood…

That mood, 
that beautiful frame of mind.  
I only go there with you,
And only you can make it unwind.

I discovered a passion unlike any other
And in my finding I opened a world,
A world I did not know existed.
I’m on cloud nine every time I think of you,
Just the thought of you brings joy to my heart.

This garden holds many beautiful things
Many delightful pleasures,
Many cold nights,
Warm nights,
Difficult frights,
Ecstatic times and unsystematic times!

But they mean nothing to me,
While I’m alone…

Walk with me through this garden.


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Do you remember when we first met

Do you remember when we first met,
And talked for hours till the sun has set,
I ran in circles to get your attention,
Flew half way around the world to show my intention.

It was just a simple dinner to set the scene,
Exchanging glances like we were teens,
And time eventually gave as the chance,
To start what became a whirlwind romance.

And so I got down on bended knee,
To ask the hand of my wife to be,
And you said with a stuttered voice,
"Yes you fool because you have no choice."

Days, months and years went by and by,
With ups and downs and laughs and cries,
And though our story has grown and changed,
The love we had still remained.

You see this letter is meant for you,
Many years from now,
When we are grey and old,
Our children grown,
And my hair is bald.
With your weary hand in mine,
I will read this to you line by line,
Of a story that started as some kind of wonderful,
Created a timeless sonnet of indescribable love so pure and beautiful.


Details | Lyric | |

Your Memory Keeps Walking Through My Mind

Just when I thought you 'd gone away for good,
On sleepless nights the bitter truth I find --
When love we knew still fills my heart
And won't leave me alone
And your memory keeps walking through my mind.

There are times my heart can't seem to bear the pain --
And time without you now is so unkind.
I see your face and wonder
Will my arms hold you again --
And your memory keeps walking through my mind.

I spend endless days remembering you,
Sleepless nights still wanting you --
The love we shared still haunts me
Every night and every day.

When the morning sunlight fills my lonely room
And I've left another sleepless night behind,
I let my heart prepare itself
To face another day
While your memory keeps walking through my mind.
Yes, your memory keeps walking through my mind.


Details | Prose Poetry | |

I Hope You Know I'll Always Love You

I am what you call a hopeless 
romantic,
But im also a lost lovers cause, my 
heart belongs to another
Yet in my head a love triangle starts 
to form, the girl I love doesn’t love 
me
She holds the heart to another and 
mine caged to the floor,
She isn’t afraid to fight for what she 
wants, not even when it comes to 
leaving another man torn
Trust me she’s happy, as that boy 
holds her heart ever so close
Seeing what I shouldn’t I smile as I 
wear my blind fold,
Blind to everything around, lifeless 
staring into air
My train of thought running so fast, 
the second I stop you’ll hear a crash
Derailing my hope, for ever finding a 
love so pure & rare
Wishing I could hold the hand of the 
lover who stole my flame,
Wish I could change the last days in 
which we parted ways,
Realizing now that we can never be 
the same
Finally saying it out loud as tears run 
down my face
You stole my happiness, as I walked 
away that day
But it’s because as of what you said 
I guessed I changed,
Now every relationship has just be 
the same,
No one can seem to bring back that 
flame,
Because a love likes ours comes 
once in a lifetime
Well at least it does to me,
But I mean you’re happy with who 
your with 
I mean I only wrote this as I heard 
exchanging “I love you” flow from 
each of your lips.


Details | Ballade | |

Broken String

It’s the same pattern all over, the same way.
The same story all night again and again.
Her song went on and looped but never strays, 
nothing ever changed and she kept singing in vain.  
Strummed the notes, through her fears and pain,
smiles and tears, a languished memory they’d bring. 
Sorrows were hidden, happiness she’d feign
and the incomplete melody played with no more but a broken string. 

He stabbed her heart once again, after that day 
life was taken away and so was her sane. 
Begged for mercy one last time, she stopped and prayed.
Filled one single glass with a whole bottle of champagne
the familiar moans through days she’d maintain.
Attempts she took trying to mend the wedding ring
but all that were left were pieces she disdained
and the incomplete melody played with no more but a broken string.

Other songs joined in along but faded away. 
Alone again the cries had once been restrained. 
Solid tears, trapped in her eyes will soon decay. 
It’s this same song to him she’d once entertain, 
and this damaged guitar she threw but detained.
As the blood trickled down her lips but her heart that sting. 
She endured the pain, in hope that something will break the chain
and the incomplete melody played with no more but a broken string.

Strumming the notes, through her fears and pain
smiles and tears, a languishing memory they brings 
Sorrows are hidden, happiness she feigns
and the incomplete melody plays with no more but a broken string. 


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Untitled

When you are sleeping in the bed, with the bible god be my witness
I don't know if I can love every again.
I mean I try to date but something just keep hold me back hold me back, 
self confident is not even the worth trying found words,
word, this type love could bring a grown man to their needs- 

I never reallie got it when they said but your had on the bible,
and swore the oath for better or worst,
or when you hear music at a wedding and you dance the night away,
what are school proms for?
I though I better night would be resident evil and game cube
only if so one would clue me in-
 
Self consciously years later you question your action in school,
why was she the first I ask if she would buy a key chain from fbla 
and the first time she said uh and then maybe the sentence 
didn't even make sense so natural like
natural selection like we was sync- 

Why in the world am I going to a baseball game another county over she was their,
and I did not realize I
was good at baseball in till I got older a simple sport I sware but I am part puerto rican it come natural
what am im saying it is to early for this like five in the morning-

but oh my god that dream a dream dream,
I don't even think I was on earth and 
then two year later on mother day at western sizzle before
they shut down she came out no where like a ghost 
and was sitting behind me with her family,
but why aren't you eating but texting-

but the real question is because im like slow is did they 
reallie write me straight out of high school, 
I mean I am like a street fighter the alpha type,
but a vibe like that 
you gone have ask her because im shock when she took my sit in first period 
like what are you doing?-

I don't know if im lost my mind or if she playing mind games? 
They say it is the end of the world I say so what is she doing?
I guest the world will never know-

I got the chills and it not because of the weather all I want to know did he cry 
when he walk you down the ally,
people always say you know when know but,
what am I saying I have never experience love like this before-

and im usually shy and word on the bird is uh right cause you took my breath away- 
I don't think any one going get this
what was she doing at that ice cream store 
I didn't even know that was a ice cream store 
I did but I never notice it in till it was gone-
 
dream a dream dream still shaking up,
first thing I did was hit speaker on the phone 
and hit every number it was it was scary but it beautiful,
a beautiful nighmare it was indeed,
I can not catch my breath let me go get the bible
this would be a reason to go back to church every 
Monday Wednesday and Sunday-

All I can say is A-m-e-n , A-m-e-n, A-m-e-n
Cause world felt like it  has already ending,
Friday thirteen J-a-s-o-n!!! and "Jason is my nickname"-


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Wine painted lips

Wine painted lips
Lips the sun had kissed
Left a black mark 
Later became a scar.
It didn’t spoil her beauty
I did what I did this was my duty.
She was my dream
She became my wife, my moonbeam.
We broke many hearts
Not to be apart.
I showed her the way
Just for her to stay.
We drove million miles
Together we smiled.
She is there and I am here
This I didn’t plan
We ended up in tears.


Details | Suzette Prime | |

SWEET TASTE OF LOVE In memory of Linda-marie Sweet-heart

To the family of Linda (may she RIP), 
I am a fellow poet on PoetrySoup.com. That is where I had met Linda. She was a great inspiration to me as a fledgling poet.  In December 2012 I ran a contest on PoetrySoup.com, using my newly created poetry form, Suzette Prime, as the subject of the contest. Linda's poem was one of the first place winners. 
I have published a number of poetry volumes and am currently compiling a book dedicated to Suzette Prime poetry. I, hereby, respectfully request your permission to include Linda's poem in this volume, to be featured together with the other first place winners. If you so wish, I could use her full name: Linda-Marie Bariana. 

SWEET TASTE OF LOVE In memory of Linda-marie Sweet-heart sweet taste of true love is divine essence sprinkled from heavenly skyline by angels thin line severs love hate resonates heart dagger thrusts --- love conquers life if hearts remain faithfully as the golden arch shatters dreams caged in death © 2012 Linda-marie Bariana


Details | Rhyme | |

PURE WATER

A life sustained by water pure
Yet marred by memory of the wine
Like fragrant waft of soft allure
Diminished not by hands of time

Forever clear the water streams
Yet never ends the draw to wine
Forever helpless so all seems
To purge the memory from my mind

Though water's healing - ever constant
Soft and clean and unaware
How often it hath quenched my thirst
And oft hath left me standing there

A gaze in awe, and silent yearning
Watching how the water flows
Mesmerized by every trickle...
Wishing I could just let go

Of every string the wine has woven
Through the fabric of my soul
Doth feel betimes a fact well proven -
I've not the will to let it go

For wine is strong to those who drink
And feel the fire of liquor's hold
Changed thus forever so I think
In moment's time - my future sold

But hold I fast to water's beauty
Resolute despite all time
Let God and Angel's bear this witness -
I choose water over wine

...Jeff Bresee


Details | Rhyme | |

Difficult Trials -Part 2-

Turn the wheel
*******he sea...
Push aside the misery...
The abominable agony...
Endure this hardship...with me
Fight off the tears and let us roam to sea
Don't make it hard for me
To determine the waters

We are the same kind
If you can be so KIND, let me show you your destiny -
To dwell with me in tranquility  

We will try to share our responsibilities...
Take turns and share our possibilities...

How have you been?
Sorry we have shut our ears
To your deafening cries
I'm turning the wheel for you
You're losing energy...be still - why are you so blue?

I'll shut out the feeling of anguish

You'll get what you wish

We will start anew
We will start on a fresh start
We will fulfill our dreams and make them come true
We'll brew away the sadness
I'm determined to eliminate
The distress... swallowing us like a tidal wave...
Behave, you wild childlike waters!! Behave!

Don't worry - we'll get rid of
The limited happiness
And make our heart pump with merriness
Don't be a magnet of depression stress

You'll experience a wonderful opportunity 
So you may feel  at one with
Our world full of possibilities
And eliminate those cruel, wretched words
That tore apart our responsibilities...
Our activities... our reveries... our possibilities...
That brought us back together

We'll be hiking
These somewhat difficult hardships together 


Details | Rhyme | |

The Eve Of Never New Years Eve Heartbreak

As the time winds down,
And the shots get more hectic,
My mind begins to scramble,
Now *****is getting skeptic,
At 5 I hear your voice,
I see your smile,
I feel your hate,
At 4 I feel Mary,
I feel Love,
But at it's fate,
At 3 I see you walking,
I see him walking,
I see the Eve,
At 2 I begin to set my mind up to believe,
At 1 all hope is lost and by then I can retrieve,
My thoughts and now I can fully receive,
The news but I ask why you had to deceive?
And now you have all of the eyes staring,
As your Infidelity begins to show,
And your conscious begins to scare,
Right around the same time that my heart stops to care,
And in the midst I'm left there,
In the air with no one to lend a comforting hand,
*****I got treated like a fan,
On the Eve of Never.....


Details | Rhyme | |

An Ode to

An ode to.......
Drifting through my mind like an elemental
You seem a waking dream of color and light
The moments are spontaneous and incidental
Only remnants illuminated particles of plight
Devastation it lingers the pain is instrumental
Spasms scarring and blurring my vision white
Mingled with words the effects detrimental
The breath of reason with wings take flight
Leaving my dreamlike thoughts fragmental
The days bleed and fuse to the dark of night
The voices lost in anger always judgmental
Lingering in confusion and madness in delight
Jealousy burns the soul but only incremental
Eternal seems the burden internal is the fight
The scope of my part denial is monumental
Truth to me is a dream no longer in my sight
The intent not intended the result accidental
Sadness weighed heavy with a warriors might
My young heart was scared and temperamental
In my leaving in my heart I know I wasn’t right
Years stream by our love glows in the sentimental
Its resonance beckons memories of you held tight
Heartfelt lush dreams of our love transcendental
Longing from afar as my words fade like candlelight
Drakavai2013


Details | Rhyme | |

Never Forgotten

When last you spoke to me, 
“You don’t have the right to ask”;
Your calm revulsion seemed complete
Nothing left to unmask.

And as I took my leave, 
Heartfelt words left unspoken,
Tears did stain my cheeks,
Making plain whose heart was broken.

I remember when you asked,
“Are you ashamed of me?”
You could not know how very far
From truth that thought could be.

An attractive woman, so accomplished;
Character and maturity beyond your years.
Twenty-five and still just a boy,
My love for you was fraught with fears.

Fresh from the atrocities of war,
Aims and talents still disguised.
Nothing to offer to fulfill a love.
Of the two of us, you were the only prize.
 
So, I succumbed to my fears,
Gave in to youthful pride;
Then told you I loved another,
But tell you now…I lied.

Afraid you might one day
Rue any love for me,
I did what I thought best for you,
Chose not to let it be.

So long, I drifted aimlessly  
Without direction, in distress;
But hoped life was good to you,
Bringing fulfillment and happiness.

Now, forty years gone by,
As I walk through life’s November,
This old heart needs you to know,
Even if you don’t remember. 

But should you now recall those moments,
I know there’s little you can say; 
But please don’t think me too pathetic.
A little guilt has come a long, long way.


I loved you so; and never, not for 
a single day, have I forgotten you.


Details | Free verse | |

Das Ein Mannlein


Das Ein Männlein

The silent echo reflects through the lodge,
Ein Männlein Steht im Wlade ganz Still und Stum…
Repeating itself in the young boys head.
He is not yet a man, but stands proud enough to be,
Coming back here to relieve himself of his past.
Crying out as he reaches the splintering and tilted door.
The memories of the cold, the blistering cold overpower him.
He spends time collecting himself as the moon moves across the sky.

He had been here with his family-
Says the toppled dining room table.
He also wasn’t the only child in the lodge-
Says the curled up paper dolls in the fireplace.
There was music- Ein Männlein Steht im Wlade ganz Still und Stumm…
Echoes the toppled ivory-keyed piano in the corner.
There was a war, as the Russian Graffiti on the wall complains.
The crashed bomber-plane with the seat full of bones assures that fact.

He came back to the rotting lodge in the forest
Back to the overgrown pile of shambles to find something
As he digs he picks objects out of the rubble, a boar’s head, jewelry, dog-tags,
And finally the thing he seemed to have been searching for.
A baby’s bathtub, with a scrolled handle, stares at him through the dust.
What happened to the other child?
She still has all of her baby teeth in her sweet little baby head.
She’s been sitting in that bathtub ever since that horrible night.
When she was boiled to death by hungry war criminals. 


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March 19

Mama….it’s today
The chalendar shouts it
Today
13 years ago..you breathed your last
And I still see you in dreams
And I still miss you, Mama

I’m sitting here
In front of the screen 
Wondering….what it would be like
To see your smile again
Wondering if you’d be proud of my work
I write, Mama
I write poetry
But you knew that,
You didn't know how many people 
Have read my work and like it!
You always believed in me
And you knew that one day
I’d make it as a writer
And you made me promise
To always sign my maiden name
After everything I write
I do, Mama
It’s there
After every poem I write

I’m crying, Mama
I’m crying
I miss you so much
You made me who I am
I’m just another reflection of the 
Woman
In love with words
In love with life
In love with people
The teacher
The well respected Bible scholar
The one with a caring heart whom
Everyone adored...

And then MS had to come along
And ruin everything
And change our happy dreams
Into nightmares of losing you
Blood
Stiches
Broken bones
Burns
I saw it all, Mama
As I was growing up…
I saw it all
And I died a million deaths
Waiting for the time that you would go
And you left, Mama
You left me

You prayed to go
To be free from your wheelchair
He heard…
He answered…
And you are asleep in Him now
Waiting for the trumpet call
When you will be awaked from your slumber
Free….
Your smile no longer crooked
Your body no longer bent
Your voice beautiful again...
How you mourned the loss of your voice, Mama
You will sing again…
You will run and dance
And pick flowers
And I will be there, Mama
When you awake up..
I will be there to hold you and kiss you
And thank you for giving me life
And making me who I am
But for now…Mama,
I need to cry
I miss you…

March 19 is always a reminder
Of what I’ve missed all these years
A mother beside me
To guide me and love me
And to tell me that everything 
Everything is going to be Ok in the end
But I carry you in my heart
Now and forever…
You are with me, Mama
I love you!
I'll see you on the other side!
Where there will be no more death
No more crying or sickness or pain
No more MS!
Only joy...
March 19 will be no more
Only eternity!!!!

Eileen Manassian Ghali

Isaiah 57: 1 & 2- The righteous perish,
    and no one takes it to heart;
the devout are taken away,
    and no one understands
that the righteous are taken away
    to be spared from evil.
2 Those who walk uprightly
    enter into peace;
    they find rest as they lie in death.


Details | Lyric | |

Yesterday

I often look into the stars
And think about just where you are
And can you see what I can see
Is there a time you think of me

When I’m alone I talk to you
The unsaid praises you were due
Alone I listen carefully
A word a sign you sent to me

But maybe it’s too far away
The things I lost to yesterday

The images that I hold dear
Make me believe that you are near
Again upon my knees with you
Forgive the sorrows we’ve been through

Or maybe it’s too far away
Those things I pay for yesterday

I ask you to look through my heart
The moments we shared at the start
And if you see that I’m untrue
I do not know what more to do

Still maybe you’re too far away
And maybe there’s no yesterday

But still just once in a while
There’s hope I still make you smile
Till then
And when
I’m with you again

Remember that was yesterday
And yesterday is far away



Details | Light Poetry | |

Reflections Of You

When walking a path that you wish to take
A memory of love that never was a mistake
Holding hands with the most of caring person
Gave a virtue of different emotions and lesson
Now you share and grow to care for another
And you have created a family with no other
It shows through generations that you have virtue 
Of whom you shared your love and faith in is true
The image of both of you comes to make a new
A new creation of a reflection of you


Details | Free verse | |

NIGHT KEEPER



When dusk’s candles wax in the breeze, Night Keeper comes while stars are far I would trace loved ones miles away For in reveries they bask among the skies. So warm with wonder, bright with charm Could I but fix them beneath moon’s hues, Who do not let affections stray through time. How sublime this Keeper seem to caress This ardor lingering in whirls of smoke, Where flames of dream become a heart’s desire To wander as tapers drip of fragrant songs And cuddle journeys in hours’ waning notes. In my life kinship climbs through deep breaths All cherished in ticks of rain; yet I memorize Their hands well, knowing they do care through sun, Long miles, and clouds’ resplendent display… What wicker of years forgets; Night Keeper remembers. Gautami Phookan's Sketch A Character by nette onclaud 10/24/2014


Details | I do not know? | |

Love Endures

Love floats by,


reaching,
tantalising,
meandering,


tip-toeing past pain,


leaping through walls,
weakening the barricades,


of the most private heart.



Love settles in,


trusting,
searching,
dissolving,


quietly beyond anguish,


erasing the desolation,
soothing a battered spirit,
enveloping the shivering soul.



Love stays, it is true,


love endures, as do you






Details | Rhyme | |

Tokens of Love

What gift can I give her in token of my love?
It should be something most women think of!
Something like a book, a perfume, or a rose.
She can read the book wherever she goes.
When she reads the book , my love grows
My name shall be on every page she reads.
It’s not the book; it’s my love she heeds.
I know women like perfumes so much.
I think a small bottle will be a nice touch.
Every time she wears some, I’ll be around.
The scent she smells will keep her bound.
I think a rose or two will be a great gift!
As women, we know, identify with it.
It could be red, yellow, white or pink.
A rose of any color is a joy they think.
I think a book, a perfume and a rose.
Shall bear witness to my noble cause.

18/10/2014


Details | Free verse | |

Bad Dreams

Author's Note:
surah- chapter of the quraan/ prayer
jinn- invisible spirits which can be good or bad,
and may interact with men and can create bad dreams

*(Philosophical)

When I had bad dreams
My love taught me surahs
That I might recite at night
To prevent my mind 
From being poisoned
By evil jinn...

I thought of gently reminding him
That jinn were not the only beings
Capable of evil-
Nor could they be blamed 
For every troubled mind-
The memory of a smack
Stings at least as much
As from a being of clay as fire;
Harsh words are as scalding
As from a tongue of flame-
At least were it jinn
I could have claimed
It was something inhuman
That harmed me,
Not my own-

But 
I don't say these things-
It's not his fault...
So I smile,
And tell him I love him,
And let him explain to me
How to rid myself of
The only demons he knows
How to protect me from


Details | Rhyme | |

Last Goodbye

Pages of my life turn by
Pictures in my mind survive
Memories in my heart flow
The chapters with you are closed

Children all grown with children of their own
Houses from small to big to small were home
Living was filled with laughter and tears
Days passed so quickly into years

God Bless the day I first met you
With one look I always knew
You were the one I loved, you were made for me
Now I am left with our precious memories

Those days when bills went unpaid
But somehow we always managed to save
That old Chevy that had to last one more year
Our first home our first child erased all our fears

We had each other and we were strong
Together we thrived, life was our song
I stand by your grave with misty eyes
I close our book with my last goodbye.






Details | Lyric | |

Boundless Love

"I come to the garden alone"
In the cool freshness of morning
While the Dove's melodious tone
Invites me to join the song

While "He walks with me and  talks with me"
About His "Amazing love, and how it can be"
How "His spirit is within me"
And "That He my King, would die for me"

Now "In my heart there rings a melody"
I now sing in harmony
With that wonderful cooing Dove
I will always carry that memory within me

That memory of my God's love
"His love his boundless love
Reaches down and touches me"
"It is my Savior's boundless love"

Sponsor: Tracie ~*~Indigo Dreamweaver
Contest: Sing a Song a Poem

"In The Garden"_Alan Jackson 1&2nd Stanza
"Amazing Love"/Hillsong/ Chris Tomlin 2nd Stanza
"In My Heart There Rings A Melody" _Josiah Ruff 3rd Stanza
"His Love Is A Boundless Love"/ Judith Montgomery/ The Cathedrals 4th Stanza
"His Boundless Love" Hee Haw Gospel Quartet Last line


Details | Bio | |

THE LADY IS EIGHTY

Eighty years ago this day
A lovely cry announced your birth
No girl before, and not one since
Could ever outshine your worth
 
On that great day so long ago
I wonder was the sun shining bright?
I may never discover that answer
But their couldn't have been a sweeter light
 
Your sweetness shown now for eighty years
Felt most intimately by your family
Words are completely inadequate
To describe what you mean to me
 
How can I explain these amazing feelings
That come from deep within my heart
From my first memories of childhood
To this very poem I sat down to start
 
And every day that has come between
Not just for me, but all our family
Your abiding bright love has never dimmed
You shine now, and to eternity
 
Eighty light years have been worn so well
Your incredible life has been a psalm
We all rise and call you blessed
Happy Birthday Mom!

Feb. 2014

Sponsor: Leonora Galinta
Contest Name: Poem for Mommy


Details | Lyric | |

Forever

"FOREVER" was inspired by the pain and heartache people go through.

Dedicated to those who have grief in their life over a loved one, whether they are alive, deceased, sick or in pain.... They will be FOREVER with you in your heart....

Every time I see your face
I wanna feel your warm embrace.
I wanna hold you in my arms,
I'm gonna keep you in my heart... Forever.
Forever... you'll always be there.
I'll hold you close i'll hold you dear,
No matter where you are I know that you will always be here...
By my side, Forever....
By my side, No questions of why... Cuz you ALWAYS care.
Every time I see your face
I wanna feel your warm embrace.
I wanna hold you in my arms,
I'm gonna keep you in my heart.
You'll always be there by my side,
No Questions of why,
Cuz you always care... for me...
Forever...


Details | Free verse | |

Time travel

I had lost you,
my only reason for breathing,
so I built a machine,
made with heavy tear drops and a broken heart,
wondering will this really work?
I spent so many years building this machine that might cure my heart,
I only have so little time left.

It was finally built after so many years,
I had no idea the time that had passed,
all the tears that had dripped from my heavy eyes,
the blood pumped through my veins from my warned out heart,
but I shall find you again.

I travel to the past and back to the future,
where are you?
as I wheep my soul dry,
on the edge of giving up like a man ready to jump of a cliff,
I gave one last hope and lost myself in my thoughts,
I travelled forever till I had no time,
last breath I had left,
I closed my eyes and saw your face.

I spent all my life travelling,
for what?
when all I had to do was look into my heart because thats where you always were,
right inside my heart,
I smiled as my life ended and I grabbed your hand and we lifted for eternity.


Details | Rhyme | |

CURSED FROM BIRTH

written 17th Sept 2013



A lifetime of pain and suffering
 winning me over, to be loved and trusting

Now I find I'm alone again, it alway's ends the same
 will my life ever be more, than pain and nothing to gain

Emotionally damaged from the start, setting me free from my head
 as my body packs up, sentencing me to a year confined to bed

Finally I've become drug free, Nexium and Valium will always stay with me
 you have become so stressed, it's leading your love, to abandon me

I'm cursed, I have been since the day of my birth
 destined for a lifetime of nothing, even dirt has more worth 

Sorry I'm no good, I recall telling you this at the start
 it's me this time, to be left with the broken heart

I treasure our year before, filled with pure love and safety
 my heart and soul now and forever...will belong to you matey
 


Details | Rhyme | |

I think of you and then set my tears free

My world is in the past and I see you there
Now nothing has meaning I don’t have a care
It’s all gone or been left astray
I’m surprised when I can make it through the day

I wouldn’t change our time together you know I’m proud 
I think of you and then I scream out loud
I believe in everything and what we had
I think of you and the loss and then I get mad
You were my true love now you’re a memory to me
I think of you and then set my tears free

I break down a lot over the littlest thing
I wish you were here to make my heart sing
I can’t eat at all and I’ve lost weight
I try to visualize what to do but I can’t see straight

I wouldn’t change our time together you know I’m proud 
I think of you and then I scream out loud
I believe in everything and what we had
I think of you and the loss and then I get mad
You were my true love now you’re a memory to me
I think of you and then set my tears free

The days seem longer I try to get lost in the mundane
But it does no good when your souls in pain
The essence of you haunts me when I’m alone
I try to find comfort peace and closure when I visit your stone

I wouldn’t change our time together you know I’m proud 
I think of you and then I scream out loud
I believe in everything and what we had
I think of you and the loss and then I get mad
You were my true love now you’re a memory to me
I think of you and then set my tears free

It’s all over whelming I don’t know what to do 
So I pray to god and light a candle for you
Ashes to ashes and dust to dust 
Your looking down from heaven waiting for me in this I trust


Details | I do not know? | |

You and I



You and I.


You.

Your heart blazed,
with a warmth of spirit,

soothing,

alluring,

soaked in truth.



Your smile burned,
branding me permanently,

gentle,

tender,

enveloping my being.



Your love was complete,
from the depths of your soul,

unsaid,

yet fierce,

bathed in silent knowing.



Your dreams were poetic,
fluttering in the afternoon breeze,
infused with the distilled essence of rhyme.


I.

I squandered your generosity of spirit.

I vainly discarded your priceless poems.


Now I stand,

alone,

empty,

desolate,

wasting away,

rotting inside, day by day.




Details | Rhyme | |

Memories We

There is a sky - there is a sea --
There is a you and there is a me --
Put them together - what do I see?
Memories you, memories me, memories we.

I can recall times that we've had --
some of them good and some of them bad --
They just go on so endlessly ---
Memories you, memories me, memories we.

Memories you, memories me --
they become one big memory we.
Oh, how I love memories three ---
Memories you, memories me, memories we.

Sometimes I see memories blue ---
Time when there was no memory you.
So, happy am I when I can see ---
Memories you, memories me, memories we.

Memories you, memories me ---
they become one big memory we.
Oh, how I love memories three ---
Memories you, memories me, memories we.


Details | Quatrain | |

Memories Of You

My thinking about you haunts me
We went from deep in love
To this place where you don't want me
Now we're deceasing love

I forgot to say I'm sorry
For all the times you hurt
There isn't a need to worry
Already quenched my thirst

For the taste of the sweet nectar
That only lovers spew
Your giving up us will fester
Then rot inside of you

Until the day we meet again
Your memory will live
Within my mind and heart until
I can no longer feel


Details | Lyric | |

Shattered Sunlight

The memory strikes the day
The darkness comes to play
Where everything I say
Is not enough, my sunlight has to pay

With everything undone
No place left to run
Another bullet in the gun
For all I am; for hiding from the sun

A shadow in my dreams
For years I’ve planted seeds
My presence a disease
My perfect plan, uprooting all I see

The darkness calls my name
Your beauty just a game
Deception born from shame
I can’t give up until you feel the same

My memory of the light
Hopes some day that you might
Run away, before I steal your sight

But memories of my way
Now shattering the day
And I would scream aloud, but only for your pain


Details | Free verse | |

Lonesome Tragedy

Name: Rightful Jack
Date: 08/11/1934

Dear Reader:

I see the lonesome, washed up, tragedy...
My people, the children, meant nothing to them...
Sacrifice my palms with the blood of one thousand sons...
Analytic substances, known as the air we breathe...
There is no longer peaceful currents, the sea is now a liquid black...
The storms were greasy, the fires were oblique, every word was bled...
They always perceived error in our effort...
But no harlequins were in our already dead, hellish survival...
No one else can be held liable...
The undeniable stench of the deceased mothers...
One man regurgitates his bowl of slop...
Another procreates his remedies of the red drenched taupe...
I love this poem :')


Details | Ballad | |

The land of my birth

I left you long ago for a place unknown
Every time I remember how it used to be
My heart is always flooded with memories

It was not always about the running water, electricity or the good roads
It was simply about the rich abiding love that people shared with others
If I did not show up at church, somebody stopped by to check that I was okay
If they did not turn up at a place, it was my duty to be certain that everything was alright

Neighbors were family friends not just people you waved to
Deeds were done not for a fee but out of love and that was the way we rolled
I became a mother for the first time in a strange land, I could not be more lonely
Husband had to go to school, I had no one to turn to

I called my Mama, thousands of miles in Africa, I wept and wept
All she could say was, "baby you can do it"  you go on and be blessed
It was tough, it was hard but I made it
If I did not know God in a personal way, I might have lost it

I miss you Oh land of my birth every now and then
The laughter, the pure joy, the unfailing love I shared with others
The help of others that was always at hand
Everyone looking for what they could give not what they could get 

Though you have your share of woes but you are still the land of my birth
Though you are still developing as a nation, you have qualities that can not be compared
I have found a home in this place, it is no longer strange
I have been blessed with a family and friends that do care


Details | Rhyme | |

Hopeless Crusade

A summoning I’m trying to forget.                                                                                     There’s too much left between the ashes                     
Life lingers far except with me                    	                         
My screams don’t seem to reach you                       

The warmth it surged right through my essence              
Mine is not the same as yours                               
I want to feel me, can’t you see me?                           
It’s never like it was before.                           

Your voice echoes through me                              
As I go through life this way                                  
I hope you’re not watching me                                                               
Fight this hopeless crusade.                                    

Smoke is drifting				                                                                                       It reminds me of the fog			        
Debris is lifting				        
It reminds me that you’re gone.		        

I remember the infirmary 			        
Giving their apologies			        
I’m crying from the outside			        
I’m locked in from the inside			        
I can’t break free			                                                                                           You’re not coming back to me		        

Your life is missing			        
And now I’m alone			        
I’m reminiscing 			        
My heart beats like a stone.		        

These clouds just never seem to part		        
There’s not enough time to shield my soul	        
It hurts just knowing your touch is gone	        
Why can’t it be just like before?


Details | Free verse | |

Moon

Might I ask about what the moon means to you?
It means the world revolves in a transcending path with a satellite.
Why does the moon shine in the midnight sky?
It shines because it is a guide between the world of the dead and the living.

So does the moon fill the air with hope?
The moon itself is hope for people.
Why does the moon pull us in with such soul searching?
It is because we feel that the moon is part of our every day life.

Children who asks these questions; I have strive to tell them some truth,
And for the adults out there I created a little Moon lite poem to sooth.

So the moon is our light in the darkest hour of the night
With romance in the air that is so bright
We all hold hands once in a moonlit walk
And with such passion we would talk
The moon gives us our pull on each others heart
With a dinner that we take part
The ritual of wooing ones heart is a great feeling of love
The moon is always there to shine right above
In time we think we are blinded by the moon 
But to tell you the truth it reflects the sun light during midnight noon
It gives out a warmth in the darkness
We probably do not think of it less
Because the moon is our memories of our past 
It shows it everyday and night and always last

April 13, 2013


Details | Lyric | |

Where I Sit

I am not going to think about it ,
Can't do much from where I sit.
    Wasn't me that couldn't agree,
We know who it's so easy to see.
    Won't say much to help you out,
It was your decision that's no doubt.
     You've done no wrong I can hear you say,
Always the same with you every single day.
      Telling me I am wrong and just no good,
I should have left you back when I could.
      Now I am stuck  so in love wit you,
And all you want is something new.
      The evil and wickedness that you  soe
Has touched just about everybody you kow.
      Living the lie and playing the deceit,
Preying on the kind and gentle those who are weak.
       The day will come when you will pay ,
For all those you hurt along your way.
        It's not always good to come out on top ,
Especially when you see it's only you that you've got.
        Live out your days alone , sick and afraid .
You just wouldn't listen to anything I'd say.
        I am sorry my dear but this you did on your own,
It's your turn to suffer and you can never come home.
        I'm not going to think about it,
Wouldn't do any good from where I sit.
TAC


Details | Free verse | |

Now I Am Free from My Step-parent

A life of beauty and happiness denied, of innocence 
smothered like a flame, I have always lived; but when 
I hear your lovely voice, my Lisa--

now I am free.

I was dead before I even entered into this world, a
place cruel and without feeling, cruel and without 
the love and understanding I finally know in the rich 
harmonies of your voice, my Lisa--

which sets me free.

Before I could even hope to bloom like a sensual
flower caught breathless and naked in the first, rainy
sunbeams of spring a great evil--the threatening, 
inner hostility of a dark figure overflowing with 
bigotry--transformed me into a joyless 

waste of ashes.

From that terrible moment on I fought all the ugly
and horrible assaults as his unwilling possession, a
gladiator in the arena of his constant abuse and 
myriad threats, subject to his occasional hostile 
looks from 

across the dinner table.

But when I hear your voice and imagine its tender-
ness and compassion as an unearned gift meant for 
me despite him and my child-like self-loathing: 

I feel the love and self-worth denied me, taken from
me simply because it was too easy to not rape from 
a child whose only fault was that he was born 

defenseless and
white.

O Lisa! Because of the music of your lovely voice--
now I am free! Free from my years as a gladiator in 
the arena of his constant abuse and attacks; 

free to bloom like a sensual flower caught breathless
and naked in the first, rainy sunbeams 

of Spring again!


Details | I do not know? | |

i remember love

i remember the dark night sky filled with small orbs of light.
i remember a second sun rising in the hushed ashes of the night.
i remember the haunting echos of a lonesome a song of beauty.  
and your voice bouncing  with laughter and joy.
i remember smell of the climbing, wild ivy.
i remember soft gazes at the dancing lake.
i remember your hand gently placed in mine, warm and soft. 
even now that you are not here with me or with any one,
i will remember your love, in my heart forever.
 in this life time, any life time.


                       ( by august about rainbow girl)


Details | Tanka | |

Thought of First Love 2K13

Much thoughts of you as
praying am I that you may
reserve but a seat
amongst your humbled table,
if only in faded memories.


Details | Romanticism | |

NEARNESS OF YOU

By the nearness of you...
I can say: I might never be blue..
I have someone to embrace and coo..
I have someone not too early; doesn't ask for dues..

In the nearness of you..
My cheeks turns red into flush..
Magical feelings commence to gush..
Like butterflies flying in hues and rush...

By the nearness of you..
I feel a quiet caressing warmth..
Enveloping me with passion affection; not harm..
Inviting me to wish forever; not quick as ramps..

By the nearness of you..
Oh, through the nearness of you..
I feel heaven in a wrath of trials hell..
Yet, it stops me to say and tell..
For I'm confident, I'm safe from any jail..

By: olive_eloi
sept. 6, 2013
1:29am

Dedicated to: all persons who have been so near to someone so dear...


Details | Free verse | |

Empty Without You

It’s me and the four walls again…..

The house is dead silent
without the exhibit
of your infectious excitement,
which made my sunset
brighter, and my breakfast
much more tastier

My heart writhed in pain
when you left in the rain
to pick up a bullet-train,
which even added echoes
of our Love in my mind

These echoes have taken
me to an asylum once,
but not twice

Managing to prove my “sanity”
to my psychiatrist,
I managed to get back into
our old, same house again
and sit at a corner of a room,
rewinding our beautiful moments
that we cherished in my mind
over and over again like a
broken stereo

The four walls are a witness
of my love for you


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Drinking From Mercy's Cup

Drinking From Mercy's Cup


You knocked me so far down
 laughed at me like a clown
Shot holes in my many sails
 nailed my hands full of nails

Sent dogs so fiercely biting
 then gave more not inviting
Hating my sweet loved ones
 dropping insults by the tons

You turned my life into hell
 cursed me with an evil spell
Took away all my sweetest joy
 my mind you tried to destroy

I managed to withstand it all
 rose up to stand so very tall
Renewed my faith in true love
 pushing back as you shove

My heart found love yet again
 after you bolted with a friend
Life erupted, saw a great rebound
 again heart and spirit were found

A path made away from your hate
 yes, I found it was not too late
I fought to just spring back up
 drink joyfully from mercy's cup

Robert J. Lindley, 08-02-2014


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Her Blessings

Reminiscence of what I heard of her They said she is beautiful And of good character In her I soon see The character my mother Was referring to My eyes are widely opened Now I can heartily feel Needless nothing much Than to bring her to mother And seek her blessings
Forms: Kimo, tanka and senyru


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UFO

Until times end I will calmly wait for you
Forever thinking of things we used to do
Only time can erase the memories so true

Undaunted I consented to be your wife
Fearful and hopeful for our new life
Of which there was love and a little strife

Unfortunately it’s over time has revealed
Fundamental faults which couldn’t be healed
Only left with loving memories concealed


Details | I do not know? | |

A Simple Wish

a simple wish...

no fancy words
no more clever rhymes
no more slickly crafted verse

just a simple wish
to cherish the moments
in-between the hue and cry of this life

no more the dull-edged jab
no more the anger and the strife

a simple wish
beyond the wasted hours and the days and the blurry fears

a simple wish
of a simpler life

after all the bitterness of the passing years

and so

to retire from the hustle
to flee from the hollow wasted breaths that have been breathed

to bid the emptiness farewell

while

ushering in the new tomorrow

bathed in the soft glow of hope

and kissing adieu to all the hurt and all the doleful sorrow...


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I am lost until I find you

I should have known your absence would bring agony
I should have known distance had claws
I should have known tears could bite
Then I would have thought better and not let you go.

Like Achilles sword, our distance pierces through my soul
Leaving me with a never-to-fill-up and ineffaceable aperture 
That I wish I could close the wounds with my expressivity
But our severance has driven me into expressive motor aphasia.

I stare into my world, my azure sky looks darkened 
I see nothing; I feel nothing; but only your absence
I’ve tried to make my heart static, yet it keeps trembling
I’m totally lost until I find you.

Whenever I recall our covenant- never to be apart
The memories hound me; and I feel guilt-ridden.
My emotions run over me and put me on guilt trip
And I feel mortified for letting you off my world.

I regurgitate the juice of unending friendship we drank
Just to have a facsimile taste of what I used to have, now lost
I loved your body; I was proud of your figure
And I will always celebrate you.



Details | Limerick | |

Do You Remember Where You Fell In Love

Took heaven to help me to see
That with her I wanted to be
I first felt love’s glow
And this I still know
We kissed under coconut tree


Details | I do not know? | |

I Stand, Alone



I stand, alone.

Scratching for my truths,
peeling away the veneer,

I stand, alone, before this
impregnable cliff so sheer.

Cocooned in my solitary shell,
wrenching a smile from a tear,

I stand, alone, a little odd,
and definitely quite queer.

I stand, alone.


Details | Rhyme | |

Open Doors Remembered

Remembering all the miles Of road that I've been down -- If I could count the smiles Would they outnumber frowns? If all the doors that opened And bid me to come in, Could, once again, be open now -- Which one would I go in? There was a night in Memphis That warmed me from the snow. And, later, in Chicago --- What happened, I don't know. There was a day in Monterrey -- Before the sunset came -- Two arms that held me tenderly I never saw again. The years all passed so quickly, And it's hard to say just when -- But I believe a night in Boston Caused me never to look back again. So, some nights have been keepers -- And, some I threw away --- But all the doors that opened Are in my heart to stay.


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A battered old saucepan

It may seem strange to write about a battered old saucepan
but this was no ordinary one 
it sprung a leak the other day
sadly without thinking
I threw it away
and now it's gone.

It had been in my family
before I was born
and it was used every day
it broke my heart after
to throw it away.

For all the delicious soups goulash and past
it had contained
the mouth watering delectable smells
from the kitchen
the shouts from my parents

''Come on now set the table dinners made''.

All the red hot broths and porridge we'd scoff
before school on a winters day
all the laughs tears and conversations around
the dinner table before it was was washed
and put away.

It was more than a simple saucepan
because it held a lot of family memories
now my parents sadly passed away
it was one of the last things to remind me
of how things used to be
and mow I have to buy a new one
and accept it's demise
like my family
it's gone forever.

Peter Dome.copyright.2012.


Details | Dramatic Verse (Verse Drama) | |

Bir goz kirpisinda gecti hayat

Bir goz  kirpisinda gecti  hayat
Bir kapi zili tesaduf  gecmisten  gelecege
Kapinin  onunde  kizil sacli adam  gozunde simsek
Otesinde gozleri yesilinde kivicim  kiz
Ne kizil sacli adam nede  yesil gozlu kiz
Kavustular birbirlerine ne gecmiste  nede  o gunde
Bir  goz kirpisinada gecti  hayat


Details | Romanticism | |

Hand In Hand

My love and I
We decided to go for a midnight stroll
Gaze up at the birds in the sky
And watch the time slowly roll

So by the park, the two of us, together
Walked through this world, we'll change it, make a stand
I will love this girl forever
We're all alone tonight, Hand In Hand

She embraced the world, nature was her passion
Her eyes drowning with love and life
A traditional girl, not caught up by the latest fashion
I know she'd make a beautiful mother, and wife

She asked if I loved her that night
So I took her up to a hill, overlooking the land
As she, It was a beautiful sight
And I kissed her lips, Hand In Hand


Details | Free verse | |

The eyes

Never I know,
what is flowing form your eyes to my heart 
I only feel  somthing collapse.
and gradually I finish...


Details | Free verse | |

Eternal Breath

As you lay sleeping
Entombed in the ground below
The memories of you come rushing in
Of the love you bestowed
Your laughter,
Your warm embrace,
Your breath upon my face
I linger in this tome of memories
Moments frozen in time -
It is here you will always live
And it is here you will never die-
Bound together by moments in time




                                                       Jan Cannon


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Africa National Anthem

Africa we strive African we rise Africa we shine Africa we stand We rise we stand we shine we believe we leave to live Black of luck we rock one blood one desire same history true stories Different tongues one tone Africa we strive African we rise Africa we shine Africa we stand Source of beauty Fountain of favor Gifted by nature Shaped by the creator Africa we rise Africa we strive African we rise Africa we shine Africa we stand Mountains and rivers Black and white we stand We all cherish Beasts trek The sun shines Hope rains Africa stands Africa we strive African we rise Africa we shine Africa we stand God we treasure Hope we bare Love we share Africa we bare To all we care Africa we strive African we rise Africa we shine Africa we stand


Details | ABC | |

Sometimes I Like To Pretend Things Never Came To A End

Sometimes I like to pretend, things never came to a end. But over time, our love became a crime. I didn't know what we had, would ever end so bad. But then I knew things weren't right, when we started to fight. Now I walk down memory lane all the time, the pain is worst then committing a crime. We only caused eachother pain, but we were eachothers maine. I thought things would be alright, but I cried alot that night. I don't want things to change, without you my life is strange. You said you wanted me so much it started to hurt that you couldn't wait, now im just another person you hate. When you said you didn't care, I knew the person I loved was no longer there. You aren't the same, the new you is lame. We both fell, now it's hell. You use to always be here for me, like family. But now your nowhere in sight, things aren't right. Empty is all that I can feel, I still can't believe this is real. I didn't mean to let you get away, I didn't know what to say. Am i with the right guy, or am i telling myself a lie. I was afraid to loose what we had, but to you that choice was bad.


Details | I do not know? | |

REST IN PEACE MUM ANN BROWN 18 AUG 2011

MUM ...

WHERE DO I START? I DON'T THINK THERE IS WORDS , TO EXPLAIN HOW I AM 


FEELING ABOUT THE LOSS OF YOU... BUT I WILL USE ALL THE STRENGTH YOU HAVE 


GIVEN TO ME , SO I CAN GET THESE FINAL WORDS OUT THE GUILT , SADNESS AND 

REGRET  FROM NOT SEEING YOU LIKE I WANTED TO  SO ****ING MUCH ,

 THEN THE PAIN OF NOT HAVING  A CHANCE TO SAY "GOODBYE" TO THE MOST 

BEAUTIFUL MOTHER COULD WANT, AND YES MUM I'M TALKING ABOUT YOUTO HOLD 

YOUR HAND, TO SEE YOU SMILE , TO HEAR YOUR VOICE, WOULD MAKE MY LIFE MORE 

WORTHWHILE. YOU TAUGHT ME HOW TO LIVE, BUT YOU NEVER TAUGHT ME HOW TO 

LIVE WITHOUT YOU I MISS YOU SO SO MUCH MUM, BUT THE LOVE IN MY HEART FOR YOU , WILL MAKE SURE 

YOUR LIFE , LOVE , WARMTH AND TOUCH , WILL LIVE ON FOREVER , 

IN ME I KNOW THAT YOU CHANGED ME , JUST FROM YOUR 

PRESENCE...THATS'S HOW STRONG YOU WERE MUM I KNOW YOU HAVEN'T LEFT ME , 

FOR THE LOVE IN MY HEART REMAINS , YOU WILL NEVER HAVE TO SUFFER AND YOUR 

BODY WILL FEEL NO PAIN...... GOD TOOK YOUR HAND , AND MADE US PART , HE CLOSED 

YOUR EYES , AND BROKE MY HEART ....FOR ALL THE TIMES WE HAVE BEEN TOGETHER,

I WILL NEVER FORGET YOUR FACE.

THERE IS NO MOTHER ANYWHERE LIKE YOU,

NO ONE COULD TAKE YOUR PLACE.

IF ONLY I HAD KNOWN YOU WERE LEAVING,

I GUESS I EXPECTED YOU TO FOREVER LAST,

ALL OF THE DREAMS OF US IN THE FUTURE,

ARE NOW BUT MEMORIES OF THE PAST.

GOD TAPPED YOU ON THE SHOULDER,

HE WAS THE ONLY ONE WHO KNEW,

THAT YOU WERE GOING WITH HIM,

TO THE SKY SO BEAUTIFUL BLUE.

ALTHOUGH I MAY NEVER SEE YOU MUM,

ARJAY WILL BE BY YOUR SIDE,

HE'S GONNA HOLD YOUR HAND,

AND LEAD THE WAY,

FOR HE WILL BE YOUR GUIDE.....

I LOVE YOU MY MOTHER.....
DON'T TELL ME THAT YOU UNDERSTAND, 
DON'T TELL ME THAT YOU KNOW,
DON'T TELL ME THAT I WILL SURVIVE,
HOW I WILL SURELY GROW.
DON'T TELL ME THIS IS JUST A TEST,
THAT I AM TRULY BLESSED,
THAT I AM CHOSEN FOR THIS TASK,
APART FROM ALL THE REST.
DON'T COME AT ME WITH  ANSWERS THAT CAN ONLY COME FROM ME,
DON'T TELL ME HOW MY GRIEF WILL PASS,
THAT I WILL SOON BE FREE.
DON'T STAND IN PIOUS JUDGMENT OF THE BONDS I MUST UNTIE,
DON'T TELL ME HOW TO SUFFER,
DON'T TELL ME HOW TO CRY.
MY LIFE IS FILLED WITH SELFISHNESS,
MY PAIN IS ALL I SEE,
BUT I  NEED YOU,
I NEED YOU YOUR LOVE UNCONDITONALLY.
ACCEPCT ME IN MY UPS AND DOWNS,
I NEED SOMEONE TO SHARE,
JUST TO HOLD MY HAND AND LET ME CRY,
AND SAY, MY FRIEND I REALLY DO CARE
Mom you mean the world to me
It’s hard to live without you ,You were always by my side
Through thick and thin you helped me


Details | Quatrain | |

I Can Only Touch The empty Air

I cannot look in your eyes from here,
To touch your soul with my gaze.
Your too far away to reach, My Dear,
To be taken in by my embrace.

My whispered thoughts cannot extend to there--
Where you are's too far away.
I can only touch the empty air
Instead of holding you near always.

So many men between you and I.
I envy each one his place.
Oh, to be at the head of that line,
Looking at you again face to face.

Wonder of wonders, fate of all fates...
I chose to be where I am:
Sitting alone laughing at regrets,
Cursing the notion "what might have been".

I wish I could steal your heart to here
And keep it captive near mine.
But hearts are only given, it's clear...
All I can do is offer you mine.


Details | Couplet | |

Ring on my foot

Oh my feet are cold I grumbled as I sat upon the floor
Head upon his lap as I hear him quietly snore

I looked upon his face as though seeing for the first time
Worries, not a trace, cant say the same of mine

Asked myself the question,  is this face i want to see
Each morning as i wake up will this pleasure me

Thought of all his good deeds,  the way he takes control
In an emergency,not by half measures but by whole

Wonder if i turn around, put my feet on his chest
They will get warmer,  shall i put it to the test

So i did, not a pretty site,  sitting on my bum with feet looking white
Slowly he rubbed them ,put them next to his body for heat

So the answer to my question,  is yes i think i can
Wake up each morning,  looking at this man

Now i am laughing because when he rubbed my feet, I can see he
Placed a ring upon them , now he is  asking  to marry me.

Any man that  can put up with feet this cold must love me so
Of course I  said Yes  he was the one for me, but God called him home.




Details | Quatern | |

The Taj Mahal Of India

O Marvelous Mahal Abode of love with no equal Though I never saw you for real I can sense your power so surreal O Marvelous Mumtaz Your story life would never erase Your knight has you in eternal memory Such is willed as your glory O great edifice of love Seeing you I wish to be a dove Flying all over your structure As the one to admire each of your feature O life, shall you give me such an epic Shall my story be such a relic I pray to be as eternal as the Taj Mahal Glorified by my knight so in love with my boreal!


Details | Free verse | |

Always

Autumn had fallen, in her glory Shades of garnet, topaz and amber We too, had fallen in love together True that feelings can change Just like the seasons do But our hearts are immutable Despite this love being forbidden While autumn holds us in her arms Jewelled colours and thunderstorms Shared across a distance so far But we love under the same stars They say nothing lasts forever We know that our love is everlasting And like the return of every season You are forever the one ~ Karin Bole Tupper The Eclectic Poet 27 May 2012


Details | Bio | |

ROLE OF AN ARTIST

Artists have great roles.
Correcting what is wrong.
Checking what is false.
And advocating for what is right.
Not instigators of conflicts.
Not as well crafter of falsehoods.
I love you, artist.
Layag Sug!


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Messiah

You’re the shining sun and silver moon, Glowing brightly in my heart, Your words soothe my thoughts, And for once, I don’t worry. Though we couldn’t talk much, It’s like I’ve known you all my life. But I don’t. I want to know more about you, Who you really are, what you look like, I want to know more about you. Unlike others, I’ve been given a messiah, One I could talk to about anything, Guardian angel, are you worried about me? I know I get hurt a lot and I hurt others. I know I’m tainted and cruel, I’m sorry. Can you forgive me? I don’t know what I was thinking. I regret it and I want to take it back. But I can’t… So, as I repent under a perpetual, gray light, Let us enjoy each other’s company, For I know all too well, Good things come to an end. Family, Friendships, Life, Love… So, may we hold hands and share an embrace? Just for a moment, please, Let us share a moment of eternal bliss. May 17,2013


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LOVE ON HOLD


events in life happen within the sequence of time but in their significance find a unique order an acquiescent awareness a special soul-mate memory that very rarely leaves our hearts © September 2013—Kim van Breda


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Your Gift


Memories nudged my heart today
you walked in through the door…
Everything was as it was
and love was like before…

Dancing with you in my arms
we played our favorite song…
I ran my fingers through your hair
you smiled and sang along…

For just a moment I was there
could even smell your scent...
Although the moment very brief
so loved the gift you sent...


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Le Vacance Pretentieuse: Buffet

Arabic labelling on bottles of water,
Room overlooking bricks and mortar,
Men want tips for being your porter,
Getting to food is a pitiless slaughter.

Piles of olives and eggs sit just right,
In bowls coloured an abyss of white,
Odd cuisine makes a peculiar sight,
This is the date I’ll be having tonight.

Cold meat and ham sit on your plate,
Plenty queues; too much time to wait,
Stomach rumbles, hunger won’t abate,
Hurry it’ll all be gone if you arrive late!


Details | Sonnet | |

Rev My Throttle

As last rose of summer opens wider
Night is drawing nigh, rose cutter in hand
The rose clipped in its best stage; placed in cider
Jar that was used up, cleaned_now it will stand

Jar of cider was enjoyed long ago
Remember that day on our honeymoon
You were so young with raven hair my beau
We found that road side stand that afternoon

Bought that jug of cider that was so cold
Refreshing after long ride around mountain
So eager for life that we would build_hold
Hold each other_life; wanting to obtain

I clip that rose_place in memory bottle
One memory revs my motor throttle


Details | Lyric | |

Odessey

Where
To find the road to you
The road that leads me home
The home that finds me in your arms again

How
To see my journey through
The journey where I roam
I roam the world in search for you 'til then

Till then I'll seek
The image in my mind
The dream that still yet breathes
The heart that beats
The eyes after her her kind
Then
I'll face the rising sun
The sun that brings new life
A life for us to share as one again

What
Must I do to prove true
True to the quest I hold
A quest un-vowed, but binding to my heart

When
The day that I'll find you
Find you in my arms, hold
Hold you in my arms, never more to part

To part ones past
Erase the moments lost
Replaced with memories shared
Which don't exist
The past is just a ghost
Part
A mistake once past made
Made then without a choice
The choice that split the two halves of our heart

Why
This odessey to seek
To seek the way to to you
To you who are just memories in my mind

Be
It possible to speak
To speak again to to you
To you for whom I'd give my life to find

How
To see my journey through
The journey where I roam
I roam the world in search for you 'til then

Where
To find the road to you
The road that leads me home
The home that finds me in your arms again

In your arms again


Details | Rhyme | |

Shalott Revisited

Two young lovers in wakeful bed,
Love-talking after they were wed,
His arm a pillow for her head,
Remembered words, poetry said,
     Old tales retold of Camelot.
Learned the artistic jewel
Years before in grammar school;
Unwinding reflection's spool
     Envisioning Shalott.

Their lifetimes, year by year, went by,
Four babies came, sweet lullabies,
Sometimes laughter, sometimes sad cries;
Were they just two lone passers by
     Lost on the way to Camelot?
I, their last child, was not aware
Of private bedroom life shared;
He whispering in her hair
     Of life in fair Shalott.

My father died, he slipped away,
She lingered, telling love's sweet ways.
Impromptu, she relates one day
Of blissful nights hearing him say
     Sleepy accounts of Camelot.
There are two narrow graveyard plots,
Gray stone marked with lover's knot;
Someday time will give no thought
     Of them or of Shalott.

I, myself, am much older grown,
Allotted years are nearly flown;
When I lie down beneath the loam
Will I hear his soft spoken tones
     Repeat the dream of Camelot?
Near by me in that next tight tomb,
Close-walled, speaking in the gloom,
Echoes reaching as he croons
     The Lady of Shalott? 

August 17, 2014


Details | Quatrain | |

Once More

I see your name here and there
Suddenly, I can’t get you off my mind
I catch your fragrance on the air
Remembering when your lips touched mine

I feel your presence all around
In the night and the sunshine, warm
I would give all, and all again
To hold you once more in my arms


                       ~Christopher Thor Britt


Details | I do not know? | |

Do you recall those summer days

Do you recall those summer days?
I was little, slender and less tall
often busy with children plays,
every step close to the next fall.
 
Below the rose tree I would seek
for shadow, perfume and beauty,
and sideways I would just peek
and you… you I would not meet…
 
…because you were not yet there,
So, bid farewell to those memories
no matter how pleasant they were,
We can recollect better histories:
 
Do you recall those spring days,
when we meet on the same dale,
walked the same flowery ways
and were heroes of the same tale? 


Details | Blank verse | |

Forget Me Not

Fine with thee
Forgetting all of our memories,
As long as thee
Always remember me.


Details | Rhyme | |

SOMETHING SILLY, SOMETHING SWEET

Something silly
Something sweet
Such caring words
Make me weep.

Loving touch so tender
Bittersweet
Memories of laughter 
In my sleep.

Gentle breeze
Summer sun
Wide stretch of sand
Where I can run.

Soft whispers
In the night
Strains of music
Till dawning light.

I hear your laughter
In my  sleep
The morning after
My memories to keep.

Kim Patrice Nunez
November 22, 2014


Details | I do not know? | |

Distant African Nights

Those Distant African Nights...


1.


The shadows swayed in your candlelit room,

a cool breeze teasing your bare back,


streaks of lightning forked in the Johannesburg night,

as my hands stroked your hair,

kissing your soft mouth,

holding you,

ever so tight.



2.


You whispered that you loved me,

and I kept silent,


the rain fell, 
shadows danced,
thunder rolled,

the breeze teased your naked back,

you whispered that you loved me,
as my lips found yours,

the rain washed over our tender nights,


lightning and candlelight,

etching poems on your burnished skin,


yet,

a fear gnawed at me,

deep within.



3.


We parted ways,
and you could never forgive me, you said,


now, after numberless thunderstorms,

the rain that falls,


echo the countless tears that I have shed.



4.


You are long gone,

far away,

happy, I pray,


yet the memories persist,

those precious moments shall never, 
ever,

like the Jo'burg rains,
trickle away,

and I wish you well,
for loving me as you did,

for it was I who was not worthy,


then,


and it is I who is not worthy,


now...



5.


You were always true,


it was I who always,

always,

refused to,


to give myself,


completely to you.






Details | Rhyme | |

track 18

thanks for the tea, heres something about me
nothing beats poetry, sitting underneath a tree
thankin' my family for a strong identity
people watching cause its free, beauty in the scene
has me staring with a cheese, a smile at what i see
possibly a dream,  caught up mentally 
imagining a few things, with this human being
who has the sweetest energy, soulfood like collard greens
all fools falling means I'm really dumber than I seem
being intelligent isn't just from memory
its handling impermanence light and sensibly
and lady I'm feeling your sultry melodies
we'd be crowded if its three, sit and be my company
must be a chemistry major cause the reactions meant to be
the love we can achieve, is safe from any thieves
 hold em from my queen, hearts tucked into my sleeve


Details | Free verse | |

The Black Abyss

Sinking in deeper,
No way to escape,
The dark and scary Reaper,
Fore told in the Book of Life.

Is this my end?
Will I ever see the light of day again?
No. My wounds, I must mend.
I must find my strength.

Stand my ground,
Face my fears.
Only then will my voice be found
I must survive.

Break the suffocating chains,
Run from the darkness.
Power will fill my veins.
I will Fight!

Fight the painful names,
The horrid memories,
The demented games 
And escape My Black Abyss.


Details | I do not know? | |

The Glow of Soft Truths

the glow of soft truths
tucked between the folds of the heart

radiates through the coarse fabric of each fleeting day

transcending the hurdles that litter the way

extinguishing the trepidation and the unfounded fears away

beyond the very now with an eye firmly gazing towards the coming morrow

where genuine peace may be found while dispelling the nasty sting and the solitary sorrow

and when that moment is finally found

when peace and mirth is felt all around

the bliss may seem plentiful, and the being with simple joy may abound

without a word being spoken

without the din, the static of the endless drone

so infused with soothing music, yet hardly making a sound

for the truth of peace that lies in wait

just beyond the corner

is a truth that may never be sought

or bought

for that truth of peace must be ushered inside

until deep in the soul it will then quietly reside...


Details | I do not know? | |

The Sieve of Time



The Sieve of Time



Cast ashore,
along the banks of time,

whirling through the passing years,
clinging to my futile scribbles set in rhyme,


Cast ashore,
thrust into an unrehearsed pantomime,

clenching slivers of joy as weariness descends,
lulled into a peaceful slumber exhilaratingly sublime.


Cast ashore,
hazily adrift, a dandelion seed on the wings of time,

trapped in the sieve of spiralling memories,
caught between pristine bliss, and reeking slime.


Cast ashore,
flung aside for no discernible crime,

my human heart thuds with elusive hope,
though battered, bruised, and covered in grime,

I stagger ashore, 

alone,

embracing each moment of detached, oblivious time.



Details | I do not know? | |

Without You



Without you,

worn down, weary,
staggering into tomorrow,
dissolving my todays, grim, dreary,

I crawl, slipping out of my skin,
flinging laughter, joy, contentment,
into the gaping abyss of life's dustbin.

Without you


Details | Concrete | |

Perforation

Perforation.

“On the top what do you like”? She asked me.
“I don’t know”, I replied. 
At that time my reply appeared
Baked potato and chutney.
She grinned.
I asked, “To you”?
She replied, “um, me, love,
Who loves me a great, I like that.”
Our eyes met
Whether answer was there 
I don’t know.
Later she married with a foreign doctor.
I’m still thinking 
whether she found her loving destination.
One day I saw her
Alone in the market with a pram.
I stepped towards her in traffic jam.
Red light didn’t turn into green.
I remained awaiting a long perforation.



Details | Rhyme | |

Memorable Past

The feelings that I have for you, is not gone
For they still linger inside my open heart
I pray someday, that I will let you go
But for now, I do not know

The past, oh, I remembered it so well
When I fell head over heels for you, I knew you could tell
We never did get the chance to explore
And now there is an unfulfilled open door

I would grab at the moment for what we know is near
Yet my soul, am afraid to loose and that is what I fear
Our love is like no one else,
Because, we can't control the attraction that we must have felt

I wished we could make love at least once
But we can't because we have someone
Yet in our hearts our love will forever last
never forgetting our memorable past


Details | Light Poetry | |

The ghost of love

Some times I can see above the clouds
But I can’t see what’s below
I hear your beautiful voice
But what you say I don’t know

Sometimes the rain falls down on my heard
But I can’t seem to feel the cold
Sometimes I feel I’m better off dead
Than living with out you in this world

And the ghost of love
Remains outside the window of my broken heart
and the pain burns so bright
like a wild fire out of control
and instead of keeping me warm it makes me cold

When two people love each other
both loves must be the same
for when the book of love is written in heaven
there will be one heart with both their names

I love her from the day I meet her
She become my life, my heart, my soul
And all of a sudden happiness was around me
As the loneliness started to lose control

We spend every second together
In the magical kingdom of our love
Then gods curses me and take her back
To his heaven up above

And I am so alone and hurting
And I don’t have an answer or reason
And all around are happy people
Enjoying life and the holiday season

The gifts we bought for each other
Are under the Christmas tree
And the house are dark
With empty bottles surround me

The last cloths she wears still on the bed
The everlasting scent of her perfume
Her make up, her brush with her hair
The pictures of our wedding all over the room

Memories of her everywhere
And I can’t live without her any more
So I went out and buy a gun
Pull the trigger and lay dead on the floor

I hope no one judge me for this
For I have loved her so much
And in dying I found my comfort
Than try to live with out her touch

I leave this cruel lonely world today
Because I couldn’t live with the pain
So the ghost of love
Cant never come to my broken heart again


Details | I do not know? | |

Your Whisper

You whispered in my ear,
a breathy secret, hushed.

“I love you”, you murmured.

I said nothing,
lost, in your arms,
I found a home. At last.

“I love you”, you said,
I said nothing,
lost in my thoughts,
I found peace. At last.

“I love you”, you said,
words failed me then.

They still do.


Details | Free verse | |

Lover's Embrace

So unfaithful and so scared
I walked His way, with so much haste
A day of regret, A day of glee,
Never made up my mind,to what i feel
He kept giving and I kept taking
Always for granted,always mistaken
In prostration i realized, what it really is,
His love for me, my love for Him
That miserable night in my bedroom
with a broken heart, sadness and doom
No one was there,not even the air,
It cut my throat as i took an inhale
Through my sighs and my cries
I felt someone by my side,
He soothed and caressed me by His touch
He didn't let me die, i wanted it very much
I kept hearing Him say My love,
I love you more than anything in this world,
I bleed with you,in your broken heart i dwell,
He smiled for me and that was enough
to get me out of pain to relieve my misery,
He answered all my questions, told me to breathe
I cry when He said i will always be here,
I love you so much but you always win in love,
He said  don't compare love, 
Love has no boundaries, no measurement,no comparison
It is what makes the universe go round,
He is forever in me and I am in Him,
My love my existence , my everything.


Details | I do not know? | |

and I will come

…and I will come.
When the first snow falls down/ 
when the fall gives its rights/ 
to the winter/
you know I will come/
for good or for bad/
I’ll board the train/
Passing by / stations/ and countries/
I promised/ and I remember/
You said “there’s no fortuitous meetings/

…and I will come.
When the first snow falls down/
When you’ll lose the trace/
When my firmest snickers/ wipe out/
I will/ I will come…
Unexpectedly/ knowing solely the door/
Just the road / for sure/
Before/ take you I’ll ask/
“are you ready to go?” / 
You are ready/ I know/
All the noise doesn’t matter/
I don’t haste/ will be later/

…I will come.
When it finally turns out/
That November is overthrown by December/
When the first snow falls down/
Will be clear/ that nobody is remembered/ 

And I will come…
Somewhere in chest/ between ribs/
You slashed me/ with thoughts/ 
I can feel it with lips/ crawling under my cloths/
Our world is alive/ our life/ we’re alike/
And I….

I will come.
When the first snow falls down/
When the death is changed into fate/
When the winter gives up/ 
To wait/ for spring/
to stay with shining sun/
I will come.


Details | Free verse | |

Our Divine Haven

This town was the place we used to call our haven 
You don’t remember which road we’ve driven on 
The stars were shining against your cherished soul 
You’re a part of my belongings 
You’re ascending above the ground 
The peace is still like hidden treasure – it’s bound to be found

I believe in you…I put my faith in you
After the miracles you’ve performed 
You don’t agree with what you truly are 
The sky is grieving 
You jump from puddle to puddle
You’re struggling to meet your destiny  
Even if your body is saturated in sweat
You must keep your head above the sea

Follow me and I’ll lead you to divine haven 
Forgive the past that embraces you with remorse and think upon our jubilant future
It’s tempting to just give up and turn around 
I could tell you've been stressing out 
But rest your head on my shoulders and let loose your strain on me  

Each melody is an exquisite sound that bounces into our ears
Commotion and strife will cease and your heart will be free
We’ll flee  together…despite the unwholesome weather 
The voyage has just begun…hold my hand and we’ll rise like the sun
Trust me…we will be strengthened and well-equipped before we take that road of victory  

Follow me and I’ll lead you to divine haven 
Forgive the past that embraces you with remorse and think upon our jubilant future
It’s tempting to just give up and turn around 
You’d rather be drifting away and never be seen again 
I wanna change your mind and erase your frown
Take your mind off of the distressful past
Let loose your strain on me  

Hey! I know you’re stronger than you realize
You’re not a failure – don’t be disheartened  
Don’t worry…you and I will earn our future prize 
This mess will clear up in a moment
Just stay by my side and never depart 
From the light… I promise that we’ll endure till the end
Just stay nearby and our hope won’t tear apart
We are willing to do anything to attain our wishes and delight  
Let’s take action and snatch our glory before our time is up 

Follow me and I’ll lead you to divine haven 
Forgive the past that embraces you with remorse and think upon our jubilant future
It’s tempting to just give up and turn around 
You've been trying to keep a steady pace 
But rest your head on my shoulders and let loose your strain on me

Let loose your stress on me…
Don’t be under pressure
Let me handle your anxiety…
Reach towards our divine haven
Do you need a helping hand? 

I wish you a carefree 
Future


Details | Free verse | |

Cool Water

Cool Water

It’s been so long since I’ve had that water
The soft rain of you restored every withered part of me
And my blood still burns
Recalling your touch…like gentle showers

In the dark I can see your face
Summoning each familiar detail
Brings my heart to a state of grace
It knows so rarely now

Like sepia dust kicked up by an old car on a dirt road
The tendrils of my memories fade to nothingness
As if they never existed, and settle once more
Waiting for the cool water to drench me


Details | Rhyme | |

Today I Missed You In Pain

Today I layed in my bed
Looked up at the ceiling
With our song in my head
I imagined you were here
Next to me as before
Would I see you for the year?

I'm wearing the smile 
That you gave me
Though it's been a while
I began to miss you
I'm hoping you'll save me

But I'm here
And you're there
Different hemispheres
Across the seas so far
Days away 
And continents apart 

Yet we have met
At many crossroads before
Times I often try to forget
Today I missed you in pain
Will the universe conspire
for us to collide again?


Details | I do not know? | |

The Summer We Smiled

Looking back from now
I can see why we were happy 
Nesting in the radiant sun
And allowing the folds of our
Clothes to intertwine. 

Looking back from now
I can hear the ecstasy
Of our eager, hungry voices
And the melody of 
Cicadas filling our hearts. 

Looking back from now
I can feel the tickles
Of the breeze in our hair
And the soft caress of the
Fluttering, pale petals. 

Looking back from now
I can smell the newly opened
Fragrance on my neck
And the sweet, familiar 
Cologne on yours. 

Looking back from now
I can taste the raw 
Anxiety smothered in glee 
And the lack of
Judgement for our future. 

Looking back from now
I can regret all of the
Mistakes we'd made
And yet it always goes back to
The summer we smiled. 


Details | Prose Poetry | |

Loss of Appetite

The world shifted a bit when I walked inside,

my resolution blind to the choke of memory.

It wasn't even you, just your little sister..

I still wanted to turn around, and walk right 

back out of the restaurant. Go home.

**** lunch. Hungry for solitude, I fumbled

with the menu and meditated on the restless

scabs of a beer battered soul.

My father watched my jaw clench

and squinted. Mumbled his query,

but didn't push it. I couldn't speak,

bloody tidal waves surging toward

my eyelids, blurred the menu.

Brinzano? Sea Bass with a 

Chipotle sauce on a bed of rice.

Unsure of my palate, my tongue 

slowly shoveled the words out

and I ordered despite my appetite 

for closure. We locked eyes for a

moment, and she smiled. 

I nodded. Stroked my beard,

and looked toward the truck.

Stuck. 

It was probably rude.

A bit pathetic.

It wasn't even you, just your sister.

But a relative of a butcher,

still sometimes smells of blood.

The food, flavorless in the mouth

of bitter reflection wasted.

The wait for the check, ticked

slowly across my spine

and I wondered if you ever 

saw the flesh of my posture

in a crowd; If it stood out?

Made you hungry?

Or if you have forgotten,

the way I've been trying to

for so long.

-James Kelley 2014, All rights reserved.


Details | Rhyme | |

Crazy Attachment

Lord I'm attached to this man.
I dont talk to nobody about this.
You the only one who understand.
 
He is a really nice guy.
We seem to have a lot in common.
I really really care for him. 
I could even say I love him.

I want him. I dont want him.
He cares for me but dont want me.
I don't want him to want me or care for me.
Weird.
It's a lot of confusion on my end.
Sometimes I get frustrated and go anti socail on men.  
Even though it has nothing to do with men
but really has every thing to do with me.
I feel selfish because I dont want him with nobody else
BUT I dont want him with me either.
I feel crazy,Maybe I am
I fear that he may be a blessing that I will miss out on.
Right person at the wrong time
It seems like he has my heart and we JUST  friends.
He dont know this. I dont want him to know this.
Nobody knows this but you Lord. Nobody!!
 Just One night,strong connection with him
 Lord please unattach me from this man. 
I think about him all the time.
I'm just divorced,2 kids from the last guy, 
want him not ready for him.
Its like want I him now vs not ready to be with ANYONE anytime soon.
It was just one night with him!!!Dam I hate him! Lord help me. Please give me strenth in the name of Jesus. Thanks for listening lord. I know you hear me. I love you. 

(I just ask him to go to the movies today,what the hell was I thinking? I need to stay way from him. I like him too much. Pray for me)


Details | Haiku | |

XMAS

My boys unwrapping
their presents is God's gift to
my best memories.


Details | Verse | |

Melancholy Memory

Her charming beauty
Upon my naked soul.
Threaded deep- sighted through
Her, no fault.

Our friendship- a bond
Our heart couldn’t resist.
Her soul, my soul, soon one
But not long.

Love we nurtured for
Three harvests, perished too
Soon- A signal that I
Am mortal.

The night of her death
Called me insane lover,
Who reared uncertainty,
Tears can’t wake.

Her caring, no more,
But her spirit lives on.
The words and love we shared
Stays amok.

Melancholy form of poetry (5/6/6/3 per line of five stanza) is adopted in this poem. The trailblazer of the form is Constance La France.

17/5/2013

For: Constance La France's "Melancholy Contest" 


Details | Limerick | |

The Grass is Greener

We’re not called upon to choose anything we live through;
Neither parent nor sibling nor school nor form of sinew;
Neither colour of hair or eye or skin,
Nor love or hate, nor loss or gain
Nor opportunities nor whence we come. So much is true.

But as much as this truth I hold as true as sunlight,
I know that painful times will time to time alight
When with bitter phlegm you curse
The earth where you breathed first
And wish your day of birth were scratched by He with might.

I know. Same feelings have plagued my adult soul
And the wish for better home to make each day whole
Has been dashed by shameful news,
Where Hope, seeing Hitler, and 94’s Hutus,
Needs to hide its youth to stall the death toll.

But amidst pain, hate and bottled despair rife
There’s the rare love, innocent and hardly grasping to life.
For here, we can give our all
When we choose to keep you from a fall.
We really do it: humble, loving…just like the Lord’s life.

Yes, it’s easier to perceive the weeds in one’s garden
For the pastures beyond gleam in our myopia, hiding their burden.
And seeing that weed can cast a shadow
On all that’s sweet, but cause much ado
About the bitter parts, and it day by day your heart will harden.

Think of the evening breeze on the night grill,
Feeding the flames of a delicious family fish meal.
Think of hitting the unadulterated
Lands of hills where ancient rivers percolated
And happy goats skip, and cattle graze and one can feel

Life whizzing through rustling leaves of dancing old tree or reed,
Playing the music our ancestors learned to read,
Making your lungs touch their purpose,
Dazzling your eyes like a Jabbawockeez pose,
The music we’ve forgotten as we focus on some RSS feed.

Think of the youths wise with tradition re-enacting solemnly
The dances and music handed down from before when Ptolemy
Phrased ancient philosophical data,
To the time of the expansive empire of Sundiatta
Beads stomping the dust frantically in musical poetry.

Picture the pure darkness which crowds the silent night air,
Unveiling the marvellous dotted and scattered there
In the moonlit heavenly canvas,
Watching us from light years past,
And we fascinated by the sparkling magic they share.

So to sum it all up, I know it cannot be perfect,
And sometimes I rant and make massive graffiti of its defects,
But this home my parents chose
Still draws my spirit close,
For the bond is deeper, far deeper than human senses can detect.

(c) Nyonglema


Details | I do not know? | |

A Chipped Heart

A Chipped Heart...


Dreaming, my heart brittle as glass,
my solitary facade a pitiful farce,

shards tearing out of my skin,
seeking release, from cages within,

I am lost, in the dream,
bellowing out a silent scream,

torn from reality, drowning in the now,
yet I refuse,
I refuse to succumb,

I refuse to bow.



My chipped heart, may be wounded,
wreathed in pain,

still,

I believe, love, truth, belonging,

will take my hand,

again...


Details | Epigram | |

FOND MEMORIES


Oh, Cupid,
With your sharpest arrows,
Life’s most fond memories
You have
On 
My heart engraved!



© Demetrios Trifiatis
  01 SEPTEMBER 2014


Details | ABC | |

I Can't Believe It's Really Over This Time

I really hate this feeling, sometimes I wish I could stop breathing. I don't wanna try, just leave me here to die. You were the thing that made my life living for, but your no longer mine anymore. I feel so much pain, sometimes I believe I'm going insane. I'm missing what we had, although it was bad. I'm always walking down memory lane, why can't you see my pain? I know people change, &&' things get strange. I guess I gotta face it, she's my new replacment. I can't believe it's really over this time, I feel as if i have commited a crime. I live in a world of sorrow, so I don't ever worry about tomorrow. I didn't even have time to cry, because i had already said bye. I feel like I'm digging a deeper whole, so I'm hoping Jesus will take control. I'm sorry for my dumb mistake, but baby now I'm wide awake.


Details | Lyric | |

Cold at heart

All this time I've been wondering,
Why we came this far?
All this way for nothing,
And the people are skiing on.

Chorus:
Resorts for your loving,
Drinks are at the bar,
Spend all night discovering.
What people are.

There must be some way round this insanity,
I just can't go on.
Trends are just disgusting me,
And the people are skiing on.

The guy at the bar just caught my eye,
She's holding his hand tight.
Dreaming of what he'll do to me,
I'm planning on taking flight.

He's got me up against the wall,
There's no relief in sight.
I've seen this type of masculinity,
They take you then leave you in the night.

Tomorrow she'll be back with him,
He won't know where she's been.
Left between the covers,
But I'm just skiing on.


Details | Free verse | |

Memories Made

The coldest white had fell
Surrounding all the feet of those behind
The day turned into hours
Just in the mind
Did the gift appear in night?
Or were dreams reality?
Did it come from karma’s hands?
It drifts from sanity

The trek towards that happy place
You’ve been there many times
Something was different now
It held a horrible surprise
The box wasn’t full of life and sound
The ashes of memories made were here
Taking longer to twist the knife
Left remains of a child now in tears

Standing still you couldn’t breath
Excuses flying in your mind
Trying to figure out the scene
Hoping there’s time
You look up to see
Expectant eyes for the last time
You wish you could keep
But it’s the saddest of a smile 


Details | Rhyme | |

Summer Clouds Big And Small

Summer Clouds Big And Small


Summer clouds both big and small
castles in the air I recall
Sweetness in loves dearly missed
Gentleness in lovers softly kissed

So many loves sent to be embraced
too many due to be sadly erased
Yet music brought romance again
gentleness of my lover and friend

Life sent such good times to behold
gifts, riches and such romantic gold
Treasured memories floating around
renewed by the music of era's sound

Castles in the air, loves everywhere
simply sailing forth without a care
Living a young life so romantically wild
flying forth as a lusting, angry child

Summer sent girls so, so very sweet 
love's great banquet set for me to eat
Sky filled with romance and sweet kisses
memories of girls and such sad misses

Good thrills dancing into infinite times
words of love set in memorable rhymes
Music of past glories so very sadly lost
sweet pains recast but at what great costs?

Robert Lindley 07-06-2014


Details | Rhyme | |

Burning Memory

I remember all of the places,
where we use to be!
But, things are really different now,
because, there's only me!

Together, we had endless fun.
We were suited to a "T".
I cheered you up, when you were sad,
you did the same for me!

We knew each other inside out,
our hopes, desires, and dreams!
When one was hurt, the other felt,
at least, that's how it seems!

We really were inseparable,
sorta, joined "at the hips".
We often knew, what the other might say,
before the words crossed, our lips!

These memories are so painful,
which is really no surprise.
Over fifty-four years together,
it puts teardrops in my eyes!

Death leaves an aching heart.
An ache, that will not heal!
Love leaves a burning memory, 
and that - no one can steal!

Though I'm left with only this memory,
my love, no one can measure!
Because, rest assured, that memory,
is, by far, my greatest treasure!

Rest in peace, Sweetheart!

Ralph Taylor
The Poet III - Poetry Contest





















Details | Free verse | |

Hmmmm....

So interesting...
I look at my memory sheet 
I sigh
Those words are so.....late
Why did you wait?
What were you thinking....seriously?!
The setting was awkward but... :-)
will definitely be memorable.
I look at my memory sheet...
you struggle for words to describe 
a connection
i hide
painfully i watch you
my moments are few
I look at my memory sheet
hoping that one more line could be added
until there's reason to pull it out again.


Details | Ballad | |

Along By The Shore

Together on the beach, laying with you
Holding your hand, gazing up at skies of blue
Though our time together is ending, oh how it flew
We both know girl, how our love was true

Young hearts together, without a care
The love in her eyes
The sand in her hair
Beauty like I've never seen before
We're loving each other, Along By The Shore

How will things be when we're apart
It's time to depart, tell you it's a new start
Lets lay here forever with you in my arms
I'm falling so hard, falling hard for your charms

Young hearts together, without a care
The love in her eyes
The sand in her hair
Beauty like I've never seen before
We're loving each other, Along By The Shore

Now I wonder if she can hear me
Hear my calls to her, my cries
Oh how I fell in love
With her blonde hair and brown eyes
And I remember those nights Along By The Shore


Details | ABC | |

Feeling Down

I'm feeling down, &&' I'm already on the ground. I cant get any lower, my patience is getting slower. I've already hit the floor, &&' I'm becoming sore. I'm not sure where I went wrong, but now I dont belong. I'm like the unknown, all alone. This feeling is unbarable, the pain is unbelievable. I'm ready to walk out the door, I can't take no more. This is why I don't trust, I always get pushed in the dust. Now I got to cover my eyes, &&' ignore all your lies. I've been left in the rain, I've felt the pain. I knew things were wrong, but I stayed along. Now I'm here all alone, waiting for the sound of my phone. I wouldn't wish for my worst enemy to feel this way, that's what I have to say. I didn't really have a choice, now I'm missing the sound of your voice. I made mistakes that wont fade, not even with a blade. My heart isn't bullet proof, &&' that's the truth.


Details | Rhyme | |

Fame-A Winding Maze

Rode my bike to Frisco in the thick       Caught up with old friends in the park     Made love to my woman       While the sun became the dark          Hit chords of love      On every note that rang out          Give us more don`t stop         The audience began to shout          Short-lived this moment of fame          Too many diversions all about       Got lost in the smoke          And the glare of purple haze        Beginning of my wall of silence         No ending to this winding maze       Running through the motions          A pretender with nothing left to share           Mumbling words of discord          Drowned by my comrades musical blare         Carried this charade          Through two summer`s heat         Barely standing on my own        Disguised by others keeping the beat           Never showed for my final performance        Forty years have passed since that day       Disappeared into my world of mediocrity            Jumped on my bike and road away


Details | Blank verse | |

Departed Maiden

Her soul still clung after she exhaled her last breath.
Her body still feels warm even in death.
Her voice still echoes in my head.
Her memory still lives on even though she is dead.


Details | Verse | |

In every sense

In every sense I smell his love 
When the pure-scented moonlight bathes my window
Reflecting its tresses inside and the night-breeze
Spills a bouquet exploding of wonderful colors
Of evocations to mind which stroke perfumed
Warm touch on my glowing skin courted
By lavender whispers of memory… hmm…there
In every sense I smell his love.


8.25.14


Details | ABC | |

Never in a million years

Never in a million years would i have thought 
this to be,
my bestfriend, companion, and so special
to me.
if i wouldnt have opened my eyes,
she could have just passed by and walked right 
outta my life.
but in Gods weird since of loving humor way,
today he brought Brittany Back to stay,
a life from my past that i had lost,
never knowing what would be Gods cost.
Now i sit hear always waiting to see,
her simple smile brighten up for me.
The friendship, hugs, smiles and the tug at my heart,
now i know it was just the start.
I may not always be the best,
but yet she still chooses me above all the rest.
all i ask is please let this be I love you Brittany,
and God please bring her home to Me...

By:Devin Frost


Details | Rhyme | |

ECHOES OF THE HEART

A teenager's wish couldn't be granted,
it was unfairly and abruptly silenced
by fate when that heart's fervent voice loved to sing;
what it sought was joyful days of a perennial spring!



The flight over a calm sea and a windy ocean was fearful and long... 
I felt extreme sadness exploding inside: departing from a lovely town  
with verdant trees and grassy hills illuminated by the nascent dawn;
did I feel any joy entering a city with skyscrapers chocked by smog?
  


In any yearning heart, memory cuts down the distance set by miles
when Motherland reminds it of its stars creating a twinkling spectacle...
that's when echoing words evoke something too vivid and incredible;
and assuming I never grew up, I run and catch those pretty fireflies. 
     


Details | I do not know? | |

Within Me


Within Me

Flowing through the rivulets of my everyday thoughts,
memories of you surface, gasping for air, breathing in,
permeating, absorbed by the pores of my ageing skin.

Famished, greedily gulping mouthfuls of fractured life,
awash in distant yesteryear, when your feathery kisses,
banished the vacuum, dispelling my anguish and strife.

You are eternally carved, and embroidered into my soul,
I wash ashore, smashing against the boulders of the now,
seeking solace, begging for absolution with my empty bowl.

The book of fate is sealed shut, the tea-leaves have been read,
nothing remains within me, the burden of smiling has been shed.

Now I am stranded, between dreams and the empty years ahead,
searching for forgiveness, in the miles I have yet to wearily tread.



Details | Sonnet | |

Gone Are The Youthful Days

Gone Are The Youthful Days

Gone are the youthful days of being a cat about town
beautiful young wife and family settled this man down
Yes,  memories of wild times , hell raising most nights
the many new loves, sweet makeup loving after fights

Gone are the glory days of wild songs and Rock n' Roll
living too hard, too fast was great fun that took a toll
Chasing the pretty gals and not knowing we had been caught
they set such pretty traps, "we won them" or so we thought

Gone are the many sweet things we foolhardy took for granted
we fought life, the dangerous world , with feet unsoundly planted
Each victory was a celebration of dodging shameful defeat
so many of us would rather fight, gamble and love, than eat

Now that the future has turned such to memories of the past
we must face the cold brutal truth, it all went too damn fast

  06-29-2014


Details | Rhyme | |

I Think Of You

I walk through the annals
In the caves of my mind,
As a breeze
	flicks a tuft of my hair.
It smells of the memories
I've gone there to find,
Those I tenderly
	stored away there.

I wander the halls 
Where those memories were left,
And the breeze
	whispers into my ear.
It beckons me deeper
'Mid cavern and cleft
Where it dances
	the echoes I hear.

I search through the chambers
'Mid cobwebs and dust,
As my longing
	incites me to do.
And I peer 'neath the layers
Of loving and lust,
Then I smile
	for there, I find you.

I flip through the pages
Where months became years,
And relish
	the days I replay.
Then tenderly re-file
The laughter and tears
For the next time
	that I pass this way.


JMariah


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heard

 Sounds to me I'm deaf
Cant hear the murmur any more

 A thousand sounds a day I know
Only I can not hear it if they show

 The gaining of quiet stance
Bitter sweet the silence

 I could just not hear you anymore
I understand you sounds to my core

 Found myself straining to listen
Only to hear a blank shot angrily hasten

 When we come to sound out loud 
This is when I can face this crowd 

 Till then---

Sounds to me I'm deaf
Cant hear the murmur any more




Details | Romanticism | |

Moonlights mysterious enchanting embrace

Tonight
That damn moonlight so mysteriously and enchantingly bright
As it dances in and out
All about
And peeks in between and around
The night skies dark clouds
With it’s mesmerizing embrace
Taking me right back to that place
Where all I can clearly see is your face
It’s tugging on my hearts strings once again
Just when I thought, I could move on, your memory pulls me back in
It’s a game I can’t win
And yet it never seems to ever completely end
What I feel for you is so not pretend
For you I would let myself be completely captured and drown in my desire
I would be devotedly consumed and raptured by your merciful fire
I’ve tried very hard, over and over, but I can’t seem to let you go
You’re that intense endless ache so deep inside my soul
Yet I understand, yeah I know
I have to try yet again
I have to give this another shot and push hard to win
I will keep your memory safe always inside my heart
Even if at times, recalling our moments together tears it apart
I have to do this for myself, I need to have that fresh start
Because I can’t keep hoping that someday, you’ll come to see
There’s a piece of you that will forever be
Right here with only me
I will hold that piece of you sacredly with all I am and with all I can and will be
And I believe that you will never again be able to find or meet no one quite like me
Which is why, in my eyes, your memory won’t let me move on, you somehow believe I 
would just sit here and wait
Baby you need to quickly open your eyes and then you would clearly see, in this moment, 
you might be too late
I long for someone to love me for me and for how and what I am
That special guy who sees me, and still don’t give a damn
No matter how big or small, short or tall, yet through it all by my side will stand
Just like you once had done
And you could be here now had you not turned, and from your fears and demons, run
But what’s done is done, and it’s in the past
For now you keep on thinking we weren’t meant to last
Now I keep on trying
To force down tears that need crying
But going forward still with my life
Even if what keeps coming is pain, heartache, and strife
You I can never forget
But the times with you, I’ll never regret
No matter how much I may bleed 
I need to find a man I will forever want, and want to have a man I will always need
…I will always and forever love you so
But somehow, someway I have to once and for all find a way to let you go


Details | I do not know? | |

Passion in D-Major

Passion in D-Major


Feeling, the sensuous brush-
strokes on a canvas,

swirling,

to a symphonic crescendo,

of our shared heartbeats,

fading between the notes,

feeling your soft body entwined 
with mine,

your form bathed in my infinite 
kisses,

our orchestral desire rising,

conducting a shared fusing of 
passion,

... the music echoing ...

over the precipice,

on the brink of dazzling rainbow 
hues,

lost in the void,
of an eternal instant,

plunging through the depths of 
rhyme,

pleading,
forever pleading,

for a prolonged,

bouquet of shared time.


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Illegitimi non Carborundum

Illegitimi non carborundum ;-)


...Staggering, my vision cloudy,


I fall to the hard ground.


when life’s sharp left-jab leaves my face bloody,


and all that surrounds me, is the desolation of loss I feel all around.



I see myself slipping,

down the abyss to where nothingness exists,


still, I cling on, groping for a foothold,

for my will to stay persists.



I clamber up, I stand my ground, though battered and bruised I may be,


my curtain is not falling yet, I have some fight still left in me.



It is then, in the pit of despair, when all seems bleak and painful and dull,


I summon the strength from deep within,


I rise, slowly, to face the day,


I refuse to sink,

to wallow, to surrender, to throw in the towel,


to drown,


for I am stronger now,


indeed I am, after all the years, and all the battles,


I stand, bruised and bloody,


still,


I stand,


I refuse, to sink, to drown,


for they can try, to punish me some more,


but I shall not allow them to grind me down…


;-)


Details | Free verse | |

Reflections of Love

I need to heal and fast,
I can feel the time running out, all too soon.
But can't push myself out of the agony,
The threads of pain pull me back like a puppet.
 
I seem wrong to be grieving now, odd one!
Everybody else is no longer black,
Me, haven’t seen the sunlight for long;
The mansion, its corridors, the rooms  now my world.
 
The wound in my heart is still too fresh,
It forbids me from a sunset on the beach,
It forbids me from running or skipping,
It forbids me from laughter and joy...
 
In denial: they say but it's not all true, I accept
I know he is dead, He is no more
But do I dump him in my past and move on?
The thought makes me hate myself!
 
He would want you to smile again, live further..
Strangers tell me his likes and wants, the know-it-alls.
I look straight ahead and avoid their prying eyes
It’s a losing battle, I know but let me lose in grace...
 
Visitors keep pouring in, with flowers and tears.
He was a man loved by many, the crowd proves it,
Everybody seems shocked and pale but not as lost as me
I glide along the windows, reliving the shadow of memories...
 
The moments were many, uncountable even,
It crushes my soul to think, they are all I have,
I see his fingerprints on the window panes,
I search for mine too, just beside him they lay...
 
The garden is being watered, but by a strange hand
The plants understand the master is now below them, 
He will never enjoy their colors or drive away moths
His ashes and scent scattered around the mango tree..
 
I smile at the garden then burst out laughing,
Before I know, warm tears run down my nose
But there still lingers a smile, wet with glistening tears
I am happy he lived, he lived full and more...


Details | Lyric | |

New Love Old Flame

Have we meant before by chance
In a distant time, a distant place
Flash backs send me in a trance 
Draw me towards your soul let’s dance   




I’ve got this feeling that won’t subside
This rhythm beating deep inside
When I hold you gal and close my eyes
Oh’ I’m dreaming in paradise
New love, old flame
It’s nice to be with you once again




Dance n’ smooching on the floor
This feels like daja Vu for sure
I can’t resist the way you talk
Sexy movements in the way you walk  



  
I’ve got this feeling that won’t subside
This rhythm beating deep inside
When I hold you gal and close my eyes
Oh’ I’m dreaming in paradise
New love, old flame
Can we rekindle and start again




Bridge
New love old flame
Won’t you come back once again
Pour your flames over me
Kiss my lips and set me free




Thoughts and feelings I have for you
Remind me of a love that I once knew
It’s kinda’ weird this makes me blue
Complete at last now I found you




I’ve got this feeling that won’t subside
This rhythm beating deep inside
When I hold you gal and close my eyes
Oh’ I’m dreaming in paradise
New love, old flame
It’s nice to ignite this desire again




© Copyright KC.Leake
9th December 2014
All Rights Reserved


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An Idea So Rich

Allowance
That is the true crime to my mind
Allowing entrance of this Idea
An Idea so intoxicating 
It Blinded Me
Clouded Judgement
Drove me through a Fog
That I should've never gone through
The Burning Light
It was the only appeal I could see through the Fog
The only thing that even enticed my interest
Was it Fantasy?
Most likely
Fantasy Enshrouded with Arrogance of my own Design
A Design So Flawed
So Young
It would have been the End of myself
Had I continued after it

Perhaps, allowing the boat to float on
Was the best I did for my well being
Staying Or Even Attempting to go Aboard
Would have proven Fatal
In possibly, the most dangerous of ways..


Details | I do not know? | |

She

She

She smiled, gently,
her warmth infusing me,
with a serene stillness of time.

She settled, slowly,
in my waking thoughts,
a soothing balm of simple joy.

She remains, scribbled,
on the walls of my fractured heart,
memories of happiness that once breathed...



Details | Free verse | |

secret Valentine

Dear secret Valentine 
I hold you letter 
In my arm
Like a soft 
Embrace 
Or a goodnight kiss
Your word linger in my mind
Only to remind me 
Of the troubles I've left behind
But never the less
I digress


Details | Lyric | |

Memory Lane

The sun falls fast from where it’s at.
I just lit my favorite match; I’ll burn it all away.
Burn it all away, my words and papers.
My words and papers I’ll burn them all away,
The promises, they never meant that much to you anyway. 

The warm water rushes down my face.
I promised you, you’d never see me this way again.
But you build your house with my deck of cards,
Sorting out your King and Queen,
Are you finally proud with what you’ve made?

And when you’re in need of consolation
Your voice in constant ringing I leave with no hesitation.

I turn the key and tread the road 
Rushing to reach what will never be.
I’ve been here before I’ll be here again
Pushing the pedal further traveling down Memory Lane.

They don’t ask me why when I sleep at night
There’s no one there laying at my side
And I’m all alone
They ask me how I sleep at night 
When the lights go out, I hold her close
And feel more alone.

Some bridges just can’t burn.

Laying here vibrating the strings singing the same old songs.
Days go by and I remember all the strings I tried sever.
Each night I sow these threads and you pull the strings
But I can’t mend these lines forever
I will always remember every time I tried, never losing sight
Should I? Could I? Cut the line the time.

Every time you cry I drive, running far from the back of mind
Speeding down the highway, going, knowing I’ll never find what’s mine.

I turn the key and tread the road 
Rushing to reach what will never be.
I’ve been here before I’ll be here again
Pushing the pedal further traveling down Memory Lane.

They don’t ask me why when I sleep at night
There’s no one there laying at my side
And I’m all alone
They ask me how I sleep at night 
When the lights go out, I hold her close
And feel more alone.

Some bridges just can’t burn.
And I’ll keep traveling down the same stretch of road;
Memory Lane, knowing it will but hoping it won’t,
Fuel another trip again.


Details | Rhyme | |

Somewhere In My Memories

Somewhere In My Memories



Somewhere in my memories
There are warm reflections of you
Remembering how we used to be
Cherishing all the moments we lived through

Your laughter still holds its beautiful echoes
Your presence of your warmest touch is still felt
By a connection found in the core of my soul
Moments unfrozen through my trailed tears that made them melt

Somewhere in my memories 
There is a place where you will always live
In my heart, sweetheart; is where you will always be
A place that treasured your love that you offered to give

I stare at our pictures of the smiles we left behind
Smiles left in a place not so far away
They have become the treasures I open within my mind
A place that always brings you back in, in such a magical way

I remember our song, the one that used to make our bodies slow dance
The melody that always played, that kept our flame burning for eternity
The voices of beautiful angels singing through the strength of our romance
Still, somewhere in my memories

I gaze at the canopy of stars just before I start to dream tonight
The ones that light up the stage to heaven, just to make sure you looking down at me
So I can admire them resembling the sparkle in your eyes
Still, somewhere in my memories…




Details | Enclosed Rhyme | |

Open your eyes and see

 Open Your Eyes and See
---------------------------------
Open your eyes and see
it was you that was made for me
so hold out you arms and cuddle me
let me lean on you and you lean on me
we will last until infinity


Open your eyes and see
just what you mean to me
take my hand and lets go off to wonderland 
course your my one and only man

so baby please open your eyes and see
only you mean the world to me
my one and only true fantasy
the sweetest man ill ever meet
so open your eyes and see
oh baby its me so open your heart to a brand new start and
set it free  course only your love romances me so give me a kiss 
and don't dare miss course every day your sure to reminisce 
open your eyes  and see just how much you  mean to me
i don't need you leaving me



Lonely Heart aka Sherell Crumpton


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Confession

I have a depressing confession for my peers
There is someone I have trouble forgetting
Even though it has been years
I still think of him often, imagining his touch
Although I have never felt it 
I've always wondered so much
What would it have been like to feel him 
To know his lips upon mine
For him to actually love me
For me to be on his mind
He was a good old friend but I wanted so much more
He has been gone a very long time
But that doesn't mean he's not adored
I can't stop thinking of him and the life we could have had
I don't mean to sound ungrateful
For the time we had I am glad
I just wanted to be with him, still do that's the confession
We have not spoken in ten years
But he has left the biggest impression
In my life and on me, for him I cannot forget
His face, his voice, the secrets he told
To be with him, I am all set
I am terrified he is gone now forever
And I will never get my chance
To tell him the truth of my feelings
And see if his love he grants
So I go on day to day
Thinking and dreaming of him
And I might until I'm gray
My chances of seeing him slim


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Chance Meeting

It wasn't my choice to spend that Sunday

Washing clothes at the nearest Laundromat.

My washer could not be fixed 'til Monday

My dirty clothes just could not wait for that.





No one else was there when I first entered,

And glad I'd brought an unread magazine.

I would keep occupied with reading it

While waiting for the bell from the machine.





I'd but settled down when someone came in;

A man with scant supply of dirty clothes.

He searched in his pockets for some quarters;

Then asked if I had extra ones of those.





He kept right on talking as he used them.

He said that he was very new in town.

I sat patiently as he kept talking.

Hiding a sigh, I laid my story down.



As we put washed clothes into the dryers,

He suggested crossing street for an ice-cream.

I told him that was a very nice idea,

Not knowing from then on, we'd be a team.





It wasn't until some years much later

And after he'd made me his happy wife,

That I brought up subject of our meeting

And how lucky chance meeting changed my life.





He admitted seeing  me with wash-load,

Had grabbed a bag of clothes that he'd just bought.

He said he was not truly shy of quarters,

Was pretending when acting so distraught.





So now I know true story of our meeting

And how it happened that warm day in early fall.

I am glad that we had that day together,

Though the meeting wasn't so chance, after all.











For contest: " Three Themes"



Written: 8/ 6/14







Theme chosen "Chance Meeting".
















































Details | Dramatic Verse (Verse Drama) | |

Finally

 There was a wonderful change in my life today,
A sense of  something good comming my way.
     It's been a long time comming and  it's feeling right ,
I know this because I was able to sleep last nihgt.
     Loving you has always been so easy  for me ,
Holding on to you was  very different you see.
     Finally the clouds and stormy skies have cleared,
We can see it clearly now that it is so near.
     For years we have struggled  with this love we shared,
Only recently have the two of us become so aware.
     Of what we truly feel for each other these days,
Leaving no doubts it was meant to be this way.
     I love her more now then I ever have before ,
To think I was about to walk out that door.
     She loves me I can feel her much closer now ,
The happiness I feel makes me scream aloud.
     Telling everyone I have a wonderful thing,
The love of my Queen who has made me her King.
     We will live our lives making all the memories ,
This love I have for you and  you have for me.
TAC  


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Forget Those Not

I’ll run away if you want me to
If that’s what you want me to do
But before I leave and go away
Hear these words I want to say.

Even though I’m away and gone
I want you to know I will never move on
With all those memories we had made
Those I won’t forget or leave to fade.

The time when we confessed to each other
Those memories we had together
When we first rode your new car
We got lost ‘til we don’t know where we are.

When you surprised me on my birthday
You sprinkled roses on the floor of the hallways
The time that you tried to cook for me
Burnt hot dogs and bacon are all that I can see.

When you sang a song for me in the bar
Just to say sorry and stop our war
When you gave me roses last valentines
And you proudly screamed that you’re mine.

Those happy memories, please don’t forget
Those memories starting the day we met
Please keep it in your heart and never let it go away
Just remember those and I’ll be okay.


Details | Acrostic | |

Sunken Treats

              Sunken Treats

Sea swells lost my memoirs of HER
Under waves to caustic mire and murk’s DESIRE
Never to be seen again, that’s how it IS
Kegs of rum float up though, through ghostly grays, FOR
Eternity which finally released them, but not MY 
Note book and papers of my lost LOVE

Terrible things are in the underworld DEEP
Real emptiness and pain score my lonely FEELINGS
Ethereal measures from sea and storm EMERGE
Arise from hidden secret depths, WITH
Treasures of my sweet wife, love mementos as I wait to see, THE
Summoned property that was buried beneath the WAVES
                                         

                                                                                         Acrostic Contest
                                                                                         created: 4/26/2014     


Details | I do not know? | |

MLK - 1929 - 1968

MLK...
(January 15, 1929 – April 4, 1968)


they shot you down
all those years ago

but

your dream lives on
and always will

for though much has been
gained since you dreamed
your dream

there is much to fight for
and much more to struggle for

and much, much more
to fight for still

so
your dream resounds in
our hearts and we pledge 
this to you today
for though they shot you down
all those years ago on a memphis day
we shall overcome
this we do believe
deep in our hearts
that
we shall overcome
someday...


(for Dr. Martin Luther King Jr.)


Details | Lyric | |

Seventeen

I remember your smiling face
Staring down at me
It all just seemed pillows and promises
But soon the comfort fades out
And we’re left with hidden pictures
And misguided hearts

But now, I’ve stared at the memory long enough
That I can feel your hand wrap around mine
And this time, we won’t let go

It’s been so long since seventeen
We’ve gone so far, fearing never to find our way back
School hallways and car backseats linger in my heart
In just a moment, with just another smile you took me back
To seventeen

Now, I’ve stared at the memory long enough
That I can feel your hand wrap around mine
And this time, we won’t let go

Sitting on the edge of the bed
Spiraling toward the edge of my mind
I hear the door close behind you
Still, I sit here, wondering what this means
Somehow I know
Somehow I know, you’ll be back again someday
So I’ll just sit here and let you find your way back to me

I’ve stared at the memory long enough
That I can feel your hand wrap around mine
And this time, we won’t let go

This time, we’ll be walking hand-in-hand


Details | I do not know? | |

Distant

                                                  As I traveled across the moonlit sky, I sat on the moon and whispered and sighed and wondered..........who am I .......and why.........I thought for a while!!!!  Looking back across this black starry wonder of space it was.......... distant........... but yet close I remember a place. I travel back and ride the rain and stop at this place but I saw pain and it hurt me and I remembered more but I had no idea what was in store so I sat under a big oak tree in the flat of a field beside a small dry creek my memories came to me and I thought for a while.............distant....... in mind but close all the time bright as today but far away and ....distant.........is my love from her,she is beautiful , a fine red haired girl, slender and fair a big two story house, a small farm and kids about........Distant.......is the space we share we r still friends tho lovers not anymore, she carries my love with her..............distant..........Tho the fields are over grown, fence posts are silent without any wire, tho they stand silent waiting to be mended, like my heart that is silent and..... distant......Tho the red haired woman so fair and tender........she marries another and does not linger and wait to see if our love is fake.......distant.......she moves forward and moves on fast and I often wondered why our love didnt last.....distant........I can see, everyday her memory comes to me and I see her red hair and smiling face, my heart starts to race as I think of a love that went to waste and became......distant.......I will live until I am gone and will see her face in my memory that carries me away to a place on a farm near by where I left my love and wonder if it will ever come again to a man that has become ......................................................distant.

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Details | I do not know? | |

Mora Piya Ghar Aaya - My Beloved Has Returned Home

Mora Piya Ghar Aaya (My Beloved Has Returned Home)

Autumn:


the leaves fell, as you left, a bleak chill wafting across the barren space within my being,
you left, taking your smile and mine,
my smile rests with you still, leaving a void impossible to fill.


Winter:

pangs of longing consumed me, my only company in the frigid nights,
my tears remain frozen, within,
unable to fall from my broken eyes, as I searched the depths of the cold, harsh skies.


Spring:

birds returned home, though you did not, and I felt soothing rebirth all around,
memories of you began blazing, their embers stoked,
and at last the tears rolled, like ink on this blank notebook, my whole being pined for you, my very self in anguish silently shook.


Summer:

alive I felt again, the promise of the coming cooling rain, easing the heat of desire,
yet the furnace slowly raged inside, your absence tearing into me, shattering my nights, my longing for you soaring unfettered across the skies,
dancing on clouds, blissfully free,


Monsoons:

heaven itself opened, the deluge an unending dream,
rain falling all around, mingling with my flowing tears,
and then I saw you, you returned, and I embraced you, never wishing to let you go,
and though I may wear the mask of the clown,
if you were to leave again,
my very soul, would quietly slip away, and in the monsoon rains, I would gratefully drown.


Details | Rhyme | |

Antique Memories

Looking all around the room
I am seeing antiques loom
From one end to the other
They are filling every corner
Reminding me of our love
Even though your up above
Each one brings back memories
Of the love from you and me
Sometimes I cry tears so sad
Because it's hurting too bad
Other times joyful tears 
Twinkle photos of you near
They will always hold a place
In my life I wont erase
Antiques full of happy past
Taken from me way to fast



Details | Sonnet | |

Ahhh, Those Sexy Southern Gals

Ahhh, Those Sexy Southern Gals

A write for such a very fine night
echoes drifted in as day lost light
Whispers of former days with sweet gals
partying with my old longtime pals!

Thoughts of future days so far away
living each minute no thought to pay
Life, love and fortune always to be had
we that raced about quite crazy and bad!

Thrills of love lost in it's sad stings
pretty gals angling for a wedding ring
Memories of so many pretty eyes and faces
sexy girls, sexy legs and pretty laces!

Wild were the times of we Southern boys
gone are the days of guns, cars and those sweet ,fast toys....

Robert J. Lindley  07-15-2014

A wild youth remembered by a now very settled old man... 
note: "toys"  has a double meaning..


Details | Free verse | |

You

Every time I start to write a poem, 
My thoughts think of you.
Of your eyes when you look at me, 
Of your voice when you talk to me.
I can't get you out of my head,
Not even at night,
When I go to bed.
It's frustrating,
I'm always debating.
Are my feelings for you right?
I feel like a little kid,
But my heart wants to fight.
I ask myself so many questions,
You give me so few answers.
My mind goes crazy, 
My thoughts hazy.
I can't keep you off my mind,
A love like that,
Was hard to find


Details | Rhyme | |

A Bachelor's New Year

Thoughts in his head as he tries to sleep
Cause him to ponder, remember and weep
All the great things and all the mistakes
He knows there is a reason he is still awake
Can it be his Creator’s own guiding hand?
Or an epiphany in his mind set for foreign lands?
Alas, these are the headaches that cause so much pain
So much to lose, yet so much to gain
One can never set aside the dawning of the morrow
For it holds adventure, happiness, regret and sorrow
The thoughts of dear loved ones causes temporarily healing
Then immediately the anger is much more revealing
And as he scolds those there who are there to help
He pushes them away thinking “I am no whelp!”
The cold winter winds are wretched and fierce
Into his soul they demolish and pierce
He then falls to his knees and begins to pray
To anyone who help make this storm go away
Finally out of the winter abyss
A figure appears and grants him a kiss
A kiss full of passion, warmth and desire
It nearly turns this winter storm into St. Valentine’s fire
Immediately it stops, all the world goes to black
He is awake in his bed, safe from attack
The answer to his loneliness has become perfectly clear
This resolution will come in the next New Year


Details | Free verse | |

Sweet Memories

I have sweet memories;memories of you.

Texture of your silk dress reminds me of the first
date that we had together. Scent of your favorite
perfume reminds me of the texture of your skin,
and the flame that we made on the bed. The space
in the house reminds me of how we chased each other
around the living room, and competed to make the best
pancakes in the kitchen. 

Though you are gone,
I have sweet memories; memories of you.


Date: 16/09/2014



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Easing My Country Mind

Remembering you still here
Pulling off my boots
Like you used to
Smiling at your memory

Blonde wild streaming hair
Piercing blue lovely eyes
Looking down at me
From stallion lofty perch

You were my hero
So strong yet delicate
Holding me so tight
Thought you'd never go

Least not before me
Still knowing you're waiting
Never lost my wonder
Eternity met with you

Copyright © 2014 Robert William Gruhn - All Rights Reserved

"A poem to me is the essence of any thought,
Being built from its foundation into tower scraping sky.
It can fly like no other bird to places never seen,
Even spaceships can only dream of taking its place."

© 2014 Robert William Gruhn




Details | Rhyme | |

LET FORGOTTEN MEMORIES UNFOLD THEMSELVES

What did I find in a dusty and faded treasure chest
that preserved forgotten memories put to rest?
Watches and rings, bracelets and Valentine hearts....
those never given to lovers who yearned for red lips!


Many other items were hidden into that treasure chest:
pictures of Grandpa and Grandma, a long letter
my uncle Felix wrote to a mysterious lover
he met before going off to war, but that letter was never mailed...
why did he leave it behind...was it forgetfulness or haste?
And that made me wonder if doubt was the reason he hesitated?
 

For a brief moment, forget your reality...worries and dreams;
lay back on your coach as if watching a classic movie you saw many times,
let forgotten memories unfold themselves as distant gleams
turning into sunrise when splendor transforms dull clouds into shiny ones!




































Details | I do not know? | |

Parallel Lines

I am lost, and broken,

trapped alone,
in a foggy crevasse,

wedged between sanity | madness | anguish.


I lose, and break,

memories taunting,
my waking thoughts,

stripping me bare | naked | exposed.


I survive, barely breathing,

slipping deeper,
into nothingness,

feeling little | shattered | numb.

I am incomplete, without you,

broken and fatigued,

gnawed by emptiness | desolation | pain.


I persist, each breath futile,

crushed, yet alive,
comforted knowing only,

that you breathe | you live | and you love.




Details | I do not know? | |

Kiss of Sunshine

              Kiss of Sunshine
			By Elaine Roy

Warmed by a fire, that holds my heart
Cherish memories are like rays of sunshine; waiting for you to enlighten me
Were  sorrow is cast a way, by happy thoughs and time unfolds, into the love we shared 
My mind is etched in kisses and smiles, that you gave to me
Were tender touches fell, into a great big hugs
Our giggles,  would brust into laughter; cause we always knew how to tickle each others hearts!
We shared , moments in time but we'll live on forever inside my heart!
I close my eyes and feel the warmth of the sun; it reminds me of you!
Your my kiss of sunshine, that bring  spring back to my heart and mind!


Details | Sonnet | |

Youthful Transgressions, Rejudged

Youthful Transgressions, Rejudged

Let God judge my past wicked ways
 cast stale food from dirty trays
So much molded bread happily ate
 a leper in a rich famishing fate

Let my Soul eat out of my heart
 pray love and spirit never part
To many deeds born of living hell
 some so bad I shall never tell

Let my Life venture a fine course
 consider deep regrets my source
To little care embraced in youth
 memories steeped in wishful truth

Let Fate render a verdict so fair
Pray love gifts a verdict to share

Robert J. Lindley, 08-13-2014

note: A man can not undue his past,
mistakes deep ever seem to last,
hurtful are those lost loves, 
wicked tears tarnishing golden memory gloves....


Details | Free verse | |

My Mothers Doll

Weeping on the window sill.
A long pass love to give.
A doll that with stand time.
Like wear and tear on its strings inside.
The sand that flows in an hour glass.
Is a way to find a love that pass.
My mother holds it once again.
A cool person who love to give.
She gives it to my brothers daughter.
With it sitting on a spindle it can spin.
To thread it back into its former self.
It begins a new love with in.


Details | Rhyme | |

YOU

Once I fell, when I fell for you
And my lit was all about you
I failed on you when I lost you
Then my lit, you brought it with you

I beg you, Please give it back
Neither your heart nor your love
Just give me back my lit, my self
I have nothing, even “I” I can’t utter

You left me not broke ‘coz not a piece remains
The day you went, the days also went away
My heart searched for a picture, or a word or two
But Oh, all of the memories are so fold too

I desire to reminisce, not a hug nor kiss
Just a hint for I dream to proceed to my lit
May be when I have you in my mind, I may regain “I”
But No, it was still a wind, a burdened sigh

Just a thought of you makes me feel so unwise 
 When I feel for you, I think I better die
This is it –when love and hate collide
They offset, and the person is but doomed at once

The lit I had was not my lit at all
It was ours, it was all yours
You flew and you have it, don’t you?
Please be back, my “I” and my lit are you.


Details | Verse | |

I miss the Memory of You

9/19/12
By: Sami LaRose
I miss the memory of you

I miss you more and more every day, as night goes on my pain just doesn’t seem to go away
It grows stronger and stronger as I thin k of the memory of you and of how it is now through
Time went by us so quickly, it felt as if we didn’t even have time to take chances
But chances were taken, and decisions made and broken and that was your last opportunity token
As music plays on, that always reminds me of you, I have to remember that our days are through
So many words written on so much paper about you, it would finally be nice to start over new, to show you that I can live without you, would be the best reward of all
Every time I seem to stand up you make me fall, fall, fall, into pieces all among the shattered ground, I am starting to forget that I had once had a permanent frown
It is nice to let you go, and to finally start to feel open, I’m just hoping that I don’t go out and choke again.
We were nice once, while we lasted, but now our time is through.
This is me finally trying to say goodbye, to all of the memories of me and you; and to let you know that we are finally through.


Details | I do not know? | |

Port of Call

Port of Call


Barefoot on a talcum beach,

alone, not lonely,

with the breath of the ocean a caressing balm,
soothing pained memories away,
to the swaying of a solitary palm.


Barefoot on a talcum beach,

alone, not lonely,

feeling the brushing away of all past turmoil,
on a quest for solace, ever so hard to find,
yet comforted by the crashing of the waves,
as the tide cleanses all pain,
and leaves despair far, far behind.


Barefoot on a talcum beach,

alone, not lonely,

drenched in a sea-breeze of mist,
that hushes the ache of bygone moons,
tasting the salty tang on my lips,
as the burnished sun,
over the distant horizon,
swoons,

and dips.


Barefoot on a talcum beach,

alone, not lonely,

searching, ever searching,
for a slice of solitude,
as memory bids a final adieu,
reaching under the sea so vast,
and seeking comfort in the depths,
while embracing,
the tomorrows to come,
wishing that they be true.


Barefoot on a talcum beach,

alone, not lonely,

seeing my truths drown,
as they slip beneath the turquoise waters,

feeling my heart ablaze,
with a passion that rarely falters.


Barefoot on a talcum beach,

alone, not lonely,

yet knowing that I am home at long last,
wishing the waves would wash away,
the defences that once stood,
like an impregnable wall.


Barefoot on a talcum beach,

alone, not lonely,

I have found, at long last,

my final port of call.


Details | Quatrain | |

My Desk

My desk was once a fallen ancient tree,
And I was never what I want to be.
My heart was once a sheltered enemy,
Until these walls were opened up for me.

And now I write my heart into its grain, 
This desk is strong and manages my pain.
Your halo heart to which I will remain,
Upon my desk until you come again.


Details | Free verse | |

Love and other drugs

The burden of beauty that keeps   
tormenting my skin,   
the love of thee that comes   
only with label,     
"beauty", if not I'm doomed.     
I can't compete with  the normal female,   
that one! yes,  the one you yearn to   
have intimacy with!   
  
It is not me the beautiful me that was; taking     
sedative to ease the pain, the misery of  the   
pills taking by day. I keep forgeting I'm not with thee.   
I keep forgeting I'm a suffering slave.   
    
And I remind myself  you are not with me.   
the pain is inevitable to stop.   
Why am I not with you? because your   
not with the less fortunate.   
"You believe you can do better".   
  
I don't want it!  No I don't;     
Your pity is more than a sword through my throat.   
Yes!  I need the drug and the love too,   
both to keep living this misery;   
I can't let it go. If I could just disappear,   
I would be there in the other side of my   
reality pushing my luck once more.


Details | I do not know? | |

Happy with Reality

I'm finally free of the memory of you The memory of your lies, and what you put me through Reality met me at the closing gate I'm glad I got out before it was too late Now I'm happy with reality, and the life I put together I hope you tell her the truth someday And I hope she leaves you forever


Details | Rhyme | |

Old Man Looking Back

Old Man Looking Back



Lone figure in the distance looking back from a tall hill
Shades of something familiar that gave me a cold chill

A look , a stand , something strangely calm about the man
Even the sky at his back set the stage like an ordered plan

A trancelike state suddenly seized total control of me!
Then that voice I could both hear and so clearly see

Look back old man,  was voiced with such controlling air
Tingles sped up my back and crackled loudly in my hair

Such mellow and measured speaking with a reassuring calm
Raising both hands he showed a big red star on each palm

These are time marks that send me years forward and back
So many thousands of such journeys, I've even lost track

Stare deeply into one in my left palm , you go back to see
Life you lived , the young , very shy youth you used to be

To return just look intently to the red star on the right
Your mind, body and soul will return in the flash of white

Without any hesitation I did as he told me to act and do
Away in a flash of brilliant white light I quickly flew

Back to the boy fishing lazily under familiar Willow tree
Shocked to see the happy little boy was none other than me!

I then remembered that so lucky day, caught a fish so very big
On a cut cane pole so slender and not much bigger than a twig

Next a flash snatched me to another sweeter place and time
At the local store Mary and I bought two cones for a dime

The bright glow of adoration and baby love on her angel face
Brought a stream of joy for that reflection, time and place

Another flash and light sent me into my young married life
Days of contentment , sweet bliss , love of my first wife

She suddenly walked so gracefuly into that large living room
Glowing like the majestic beauty of fair rose in full bloom

Before I could speak to her , my beloved, away I again flew
A clear voice loudly calling out , return now, I mean you!

Back swiftly to the smiling old man, resting on the tall hill
Then I saw his face clearly, O' what a marvelous great thrill

Looking right at me was my smiling so very much older face
Then in a flash it vanished , gone forever without a trace!

Next I found myself looking again at the very distant hilltop
A voice booms out, look forward young man and do not ever stop!

Robert Lindley, 06-09-2014

Was inspired to write this today , a poem I read in early morn 
in a poetry book titled, Songs of the Soil , by Frank L. Stanton
, D. Appleton and CO. 1894..---  gave me this inspiration.

That poem he wrote was titled, A Song In Good Time.


Details | Pantoum | |

Looking Backward

There is no going back
To those days of love, now past.
Though memory can take me there,
I miss your loving arms.

To those days of love, now past
My heartstrings stretch forever.
I miss your loving arms.
My future lies behind me.

My heartstrings stretch forever
To happy days of yore. 
My future lies behind me.
I pine the then be now.

To happy days of yore
When our love was young and new,
I pine the then be now
And I’m in your arms again.

When our love was young and new,
Though memory can take me there
And I’m in your arms again,
There is no going back.



For Paula Swanson's "Back" contest


Details | Free verse | |

Bye-Gone Era

There are few things that I rarely miss
But something about you makes me trip
I think of you often
Think of the things that I miss
About you
Your lips and your soft fingertips
Your dimpled smile and
Warm laughter
Are just
Memories of days gone by
Things that I cannot get back
And if I could
These things that I miss
Will never be the same as the
First time we kissed
Or held hands
Or said "I love you" to each other
I never wonder if your okay
Because wherever you are is where
You want to be
And its not with me
I never wonder do you even miss me
Because when I was there
Your heart wasn't
HERE.
Love, love, love
Is all we need and I
Gave to you as you pleased
Never enough
Never satisfied
And then I gave up
On you
But now I realize that
Memories
Are
of days gone by
Things that I miss about
You
are simply memories
Could it be that I
Just miss you
Or do I just keep missing you.
 


Details | I do not know? | |

Mom's Cobbler Pies

Mom slaved over cobbler pies for a dinner-time surprise! Applauded, she sighs...


Details | Free verse | |

A note of goodbye

Moments in time constitute a note of goodbye 
However unneccessary for the recipient
O how quickly time passes present into past
O how our memories are burnt with bittersweet rememberance 
Rememberance is the hearbeat of humanity 
WE give our lives into love and we invoke it 
In trust that the faces of people who we love will return to us again 
to me memorized time after time
and then 
then the memory is all we have 
nothing more for the record 
nothing more for the posterity 
nothing more for the chi-chat, anger, euphoria. laughter or life 
only the memory 
make a note
let those tears forever stain your soul 
for lifes greatest lesson is learned in death


Details | Rhyme | |

THE OLD MAN AND THE SEA

Life’s seashore,rough, stirring, indifferent and warm,
Showcases the face of the old man withering the storm;
An old man waiting for Providence to show him the night to the day,
As he gazes at the playful dolphins, swimming free over waves’ sway!

The Old man and the Sea!

The burden of remembrances lying heavy in his gnarled hands,
A long way from home was the dusty horizon of the distant lands;
Watching the cheerful daily handshake of the Paradise and earth ~
Stealing his senses, bidding adieu to his dreams or what’s left of worth!

The Old man and the Sea!

Yearns he to sail once more, to the desolate sea and the sky,
Where images standstill as everything in time is frozen in his eye;
Longing for his love he hears the flood of her gasp in the oil of night, really,
Is he reeling away from a young boy´s dream slipping by so swiftly!

The Old man and the Sea!

Where there’s no spring, no summer, no winter, no autumn but promises to keep….
Where the wind caresses his soul, as he again sails the sea over his mandolin’s bleep;
The ocean’s gentle roar, his only friend as the Old man just stares at life, fourscore,
The wind of time blows right into his eyes of lost desire as nothing lasts forevermore!!!

The Old man and the Sea!


Details | Romanticism | |

Poem Of Rhymes

Along the bank,
And up the stream,
I thought I was in my dream.
I saw a girl,
Knelt down, upset,
She’s the one I’m glad I met.

“Why’re you crying?
Please tell me,
Or would you rather me leave you be?”
“No!
Don’t go,
Don’t leave me here,
I do not want to shed another tear.”

So I stayed, I sat,
I knelt down beside her,
I lost all thought of where we both  were.
She said she had lost him,
Lost him forever,
A soldier named Dave,
Dave Polsever.

I gave her a hug,
And a kiss on the cheek,
We messed around,
And climbed to the peak.
We watched the sun set,
As we lay on the grass,
Waiting for morning,
And night to pass.

Now I’m sitting beside her,
In a house of our own,
Remembering that moment,
That we went prone.
Up in the valley,
On top of the hill,
Like two lovers,
Or Jack and Jill.

Now I write you this poem,
As you lay dead,
Knelt down beside you,
Bowing my head.
Mourning and weeping,
Remembering the times,
I hope you will love,
My Poem Of Rhymes.


Details | I do not know? | |

Saturday Rain in Johannesburg

Saturday Rain in Johannesburg…


…With sighs of torrential passion,
the heavens shower teardrops,

weeping with me,
as memories of you come cascading back,

skin on skin, ablaze,
moist kisses, fiery,
gentle whispers of undying love, murmured,

in another life, another time,

far removed from my present, a desolate state of despair,
wallowing in the grime.

…

The rain keeps falling,
each teardrop stinging my face,

tasting the salt on my lips,

I wonder, do you still remember the caresses of my fingertips,

between breathy confessions, and vows of eternal love,

before you left me, stranded on an island of solitude,

wounded as a wingless dove,

bereft of life,
stripped of all traces of fortitude


Details | Free verse | |

TRY IF YOU CAN

To have lost someone so dear to you and can't comprehend,
  Trying to make sense of it all so your heart can begin to mend.
The memories that torment you each night tearing you apart,
   Making it harder for you to rest because your afraid of the dark.
Every day begins the same for you with tears that fall like rain,
   You can't make it stop because your heart is filled with so much pain.
Pretending to laugh and faking your smile hiding what's really inside,
   In reality what you really want do is drop to your knees and cry.
So sad and so angry your mixed emotions driving you mad running wild,
   It's all to hard to understand your feeling like a lost and lonely child.
There are moments you want to do nothing but scream out in rage ,
   Just to hold that love one lost one more time is what you really crave.
Deep inside you know that wish will never be and you must go on alone,
   As hard as it may seem you have to learn to face this life on your own.
Remember this if you can my friend and do your best to understand ,
   This is something we all must pass through for this is part of Gods Plan.
TAC


Details | Couplet | |

Un grand pas vers le Bon Dieu

Sweet short round sadness in the mirror may grow;
He writes her name twice on the mind`s first snow;
It is the moment to find a joke and make her laugh;
If he holds his dreams and her hands ,that`s enough;
A smile of the kidness with each cup of tea, and soon
As brought by Fancy`s Fairy in the blond afternoon,
The taste of honey mealt in bitterness of broken glass;
The subtle drums in his ears violently might surpass
The horses`galoop at the purple banks of his veins ;
From the green empire, where eternal spring reigns
The romp`s steps of imagery in the Plato`s realm
Composing an ode of joy or a long lasting psalm:
Child dancing, playing with the joyous rain,
 Like Narcissus at the sides of the fountain.
That parfume of violets :her hair and her eyes
Tactile, fragile china, cold glass solitude lies
In their unwritten novel: everybody may choose
The thrill of dancing among the Greek statues;
The rustling of the two doves following Love`s call 
 In the hand of Light,with overflown tumult in one soul. 
The step towards his heart and quickly her stop;
Without the slightest hesitation, all muscles hope
 Ready to caught a falling star still hoping
The crystalline tear prolonged dropping
Transformed in advancing recollections through:
Two masters of slaves and two slaves ,thus sum two.



Details | I do not know? | |

To say Adieu, is so dire a crime

To say Adieu, is so dire a crime,
I said only once,
That same time
Her heart shred tears of pride
by the seaside. 
 
I kissed her lips, so sweet and pale, 
I kissed only once,
Like in a faery tale
A chaste fire warmed her face
With holy grace. 
 
I cannot leave, beside her side,
I loved only once,
To this very day
The same girl that cried to see
her life with me.


Details | Lyric | |

Song to a Teaset

I love each little plate of blue,
And ev'ry cup and saucer, too;
You have been mine for many years.
I treasure you. I wept hot tears
When once a child in careless play,
Who knew he should not come your way,
Knocked you across the table top.
I held my breath but could not stop
The clatter, shatter: it is true
My heart's been broken same as you.
But just because a plate is glued,
The handle of a cup is, too,
I do not love you less today:
I love you more I think I'd say.
I value you more your fragile art:
You are so like a broken heart.





Details | Quintain (English) | |

The Windmiller's Guest

Now, they sit still, both perched above the world.
The fleeting chance for rest, the setting sun,
Had vitalized the pair with calls of old.
They cooed into the dusk; full lungs had sung
Their memories with chirps of reflection. 

The soft singing grew into bold echoes,
Reverberated deep within their chests.
Their hearts' chambers, with valves all choked and closed,
Were opened by the singing in their breasts;
The blood of old flowed in pulsating crests. 

Their white plumage, ruffled by summer winds,
Revealed patches of skin, untouched and pale.
Of separate migrations, they conversed in
A foreign sound, piercing as sharpened shale
On arrow shafts; into their souls they sailed. 

Barbaric Cupid grappled with the beats
In lovers’ chests, two hearts were set alight
‘Til winds of circumstance swept up the heat;
Lovers of past, fated to lonely flights.
Only their own feathers for warmth at night.

Reunion songs ritard, decrescendo.
Now, golden silence rolls down slanted roofs,
Dark sunset shadows creep upon them slow,
And steal familiarity, no proof
Of past acquaintance, suddenly aloof. 

Over the curving fields, in cloudless sky,
The fleeting chance for rest, the setting sun,
Are set to rest; to the horizon flies
A single silhouette. The roof holds one,
Alone with echoed songs that they had sung.  


Details | Rhyme | |

Just Thinking Of You

(Clogymach) 


My muse dances with my heart and mind 
To this place I can always find 
Where my soul reaches high 
And dreams come and fly 
Any time take a chance 
I let my thoughts unwind. 


Hearing the clock striking twice 
I watch the sun go down and rise 
I start to get blue 
But thinking of you 
Brings joy and gives me peace 
Having you is so nice. 



Dorian Petersen Potter 
aka ladydp2000 
copyright@2007 


September 10, 2014


Details | Rhyme | |

First Love

First Love


I though about my very first love last night
I dreamed I hugged and kissed her... And squeezed her so tight

On several occasions she still comes to mind
The girl who I kissed for the very first time

I know she still rents a place in my heart
Even though time and distance has kept us apart

I know when I think of her it's a romantic sin
Then I realize... I will never see her again

She was my first love that burning love you see
The love she gave stole the boyhood from me

So many years later she's still in my dreams
I can actually feel her touch..so soft it seems

I can't forget her regardless of time
Out of nowhere she still comes to mind

Last time we met was many years ago
Its a simple love....I'm sure you know

It's a gut sinking feeling sometimes for sure
For your very first love they say there's no cure

Like I said before..she still comes to mind
The girl who I kissed for the very first time


Details | Rhyme | |

Rare Rose, Golden Stem

Rare Rose, Golden Stem


As my lustful eyes feasted upon her body and face
 desire returned and rapidly leaped to race
 in time with her beauty's magic tune
 a glory found but gone far too soon

A quest, a great journey to find again that gem
 a rare rose set upon a long golden stem
 with sweetness sprinkled upon its many leaves
 rubies shining forth in those many weaves

Curves that set my heart racing a desperate road
 so heavy with lust it became a massive load
 yet each step brought me closer to her love
 her sexy body was all I could ever think of

Found again under a bright midnight August moon
The horror, a laugh and again she vanished too soon!



Robert J. Lindley  06-24-2014

Loosely based upon a girl I dated so very long ago. She 
cut the wild young foolish me loose and rightly so. I
had tried to hold a pure treasure and go searching for
loot on other shores! 
That fine lady was a peach and I was a wild, young fool.
Live and learn...


Details | Dramatic monologue | |

making It great in 2008 (part 14)The Legacy Live On: This Do You

the computer is the automobile of post industrial times
that innovative technology that has completely consumed our minds
It's gotten to the point where no one can function without
it's the core of our everyday existence with nary a doubt
we're now in the midst of the Information Age
and the World Wide Web is now all the rage
efficient, productive in it's ability
with super sufficient memory capability

but computer memory capability is not a new fad
but it's remembering the love for us that Jesus the Christ had
He'd always put the needs of His fellow man first
would give up His last drop of water despite His own thirst
willing to sacrifice His life and die for His brothers
unselfish in the love He had for all others
and at His last supper He made a request
that would forever put our memories to the test
"drink this wine and eat this bread in memory of Me"
This Do You as my lasting legacy

to use our spiritual memory for the Lord Jesus the Christ
to partake of the Holy Communion as a part of our Christian life
This do You was the Lord Christ's command
This do You as a part of God's master plans

Paul wrote this letter so the memory of Jesus would be deployed
for the memory and love of Christ is what gives us eternal joy
joy is the thing that will lift you up when you're feeling down
joy in the positive thing that will turn depression around
joy is the love legacy that comes from the heavenly throne
joy is the energy that will keep one going strong
it comes from the Lord God and goes beyond mere human understanding
joy is that seed that the Lord God is always pruning and planting

This Do You in memory of Jesus the Christ
by making the Holy Communion a part of your everyday Christian life
This Do you in remembrance of Him
whose blood was shed to cleanse us of sin
This Do You to the year 2008 
This Do You to make the year great





Details | Free verse | |

Rekindle Me

I feel like the candle flame
As it's about to die...
So... cold...
I shrink in on myself,
A used wick curling up
Blackened and lifeless-
Now suspended in
A haze of my own smoke
Like hallucinations,
I suddenly recall
How it felt to be warm-
Face pressed against
The fire in your chest,
Roar of its beat in my ear;
I tapped its rhythm
On your collarbone
With one finger, delighted
At how fast, how erratically
It sputters at my closeness;
You laughed,
Because you understood...
Now I close my eyes,
And with one finger, I
Tap the rhythm of 
Your heartbeat 
On my collarbone-
Maybe to recall
How your fire sputtered for me
Will keep me from guttering out
Before you can return to me-
Rekindle me-
Again...


Details | Free verse | |

The Queen of Hearts

The queen of hearts 
   Set sail one day
On a sea of crystal green

Four sails high against the sky
   To the land of in-between

Four sails high against the sky
   Adrift on a crystal sea

I beckon the breeze please follow me
   Across the wide green
To visit the queen
   Of the land of in-between


Details | I do not know? | |

Remember

Do you remember how I spent every day pushing you away?
Do you remember how you used to open up to me forever and a day?
Do you remember how when we talked on the phone you wouldn’t say my name?
It was ‘Hey Beautiful?’ ‘Hey babyyyy?’ ‘Hey love?’ ‘I thought it was lame…

But do you remember how you made me talk to you almost every single day?
And do you remember how you constantly tried to make everything ok?
Or do you remember how you wouldn’t allow me to run you away?
So do you remember all of those nights where I would cry but never say?

I remember how you told me that I reminded you of your battered ex
I remember how you first told me that you loved me… not through text.
I remember how you woke up in the middle of the night and told me about your dream... nightmare?
You thought that I was asleep but no,  I was listening…I remember how you were unaware.

Can you remember how I was always terribly afraid to tell you things?
Can you remember how I cried? Laughed? Or the way I sing?
Can you remember how I you always accused me of playing you silly? 
Can you remember how I let you talk to my favorite little cuties?

I bet you don't remember how I waited for you so…
I bet you don't remember when I told you I loved you though…
I bet you don't remember when you said this wasn't gonna hurt
I bet you don’t remember that this is why I was constantly on alert…

I know you wouldn’t remember how I cried every night for two and a half weeks
I know you wouldn’t remember how I wrote you unsent letters…. Not with ink.
I know you wouldn’t remember how I pretended you never made me happy…
And I know you can’t remember how much it hurt… when you didn’t fight for me….

I expected it though so it’s okay… I promise… it’s alright.
I was steadily seeking out the day that you would be snatched up out of my life.
I don't really care so you can go and play with your little girlfriends... just go.
You didn't fight for me so don't come back now... stay out there in the cold.

Don't come back to me trying to say I forgot about you...
Because you're the one who left me so don't act like this is all new.
You think those unanswered texts and ignored calls are my fault?
Don't PUT IT ON ME when you're the one who should have fought.

But who chose not to...?
Edmond that was you.
You said you wanted to be my rock...
Boy please... You was all about that talk.

Telling me this... telling me that.
I'm so stupid I believed you'd react...
The way that you said you would...
and...
You didn't.


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Sutble Kiss





                                                   A subtle soft touch
                                           Moist but pleasurable feeling
                                                   A sensual love kiss


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Sentence pause and dot dot dot

In this moment – no sound
As my words are thought
They fall from your mouth
In the way that you kiss me
You know my deeper layers
Touch – penetrating my soul
Full of sentences, pauses
And the dot dot dot of
Delicious insanity – words
Tumbled in erotic symphony
Rinsed in delicate innocence
Sensualised and contented
We play in the love we feel
We lay in the elegance
Of the moments we create
The memories we make


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Within these Walls

Within these walls

Within these walls, the laughter fades
With every picture packed away
And only tears are left behind
A memory of another life,
I close my eyes and drift away
And journey back to that first day
So many years I never knew
What love I'd find, what dreams came true,
I walk with tears, from room to room
You seem to breathe, I'm part of you

So part of me I leave behind
Broken as I say goodbye
To voices calling from the past
Reminding me that love was here
So far away, but yet so clear
Each moment I would make it last
For now I know the moments near
So As I turn to close the door
I say to you with love and warmth
One last thing before I go
I thank you for this loving home

Kevin Fix


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Illumined Tapestry

Circled light from angels' faces dawning
traces the darkening way all feet must tread,
reflecting forgotten silhouettes on rain wet streets.

Old city lights beam bright pathways through the gloom,
resplendent pools shimmering luminous enchantment,
mirroring tear washed memories of distant pasts.

Buried beneath regret-slick brick roadways,
specters gather round glowing gas lamps--
modern street lights' ancestral flames--
ghost lovers lingering in shining orbed dreams, remembering . . .
trembling vaporous fingers tracing love across softly illumined faces.

So linked in melancholic splendor, lovers old and new,
ply life's sacred needle, stitching the golden tapestry.

TARNDAI

October 1, 2014
Faye Lanham Gibson
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The Descent

I want to feel a sunset
and keep it deep inside.
Stored among the rain and snow
the forests tall and wide.

Bring it back to memory
whenever I am blue.
The times that I am sad at heart
and when I'm missing you.

Because, you see, that sunset
was felt so long ago.
As long as you've been absent
t'is the length of my sorrow.

Those rays that fell when we were one;
reflections in my eyes.
Your smile warm and piercing
stuck in my heart it lies.

It seems as eons since it fell
my heart astride the fading sun.
And I long for your strong hand
watching the descent again.


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I Trust You Fully

The world went right ahead,
I remained where i was,
They progressed, they advanced,
Only at loss- I was

Each day each year time went by
It was 6 years ago that you bid me goodbye..
I looked for your in every face,
but never found your hiding place...

Could not spend a day missing you,
Wonder how fast 6 yrs flew,
With  your memories , I lived my life,
Never in reality could I be your wife..

People say you wont return,
So in this pain, will I  always burn?
Where are you and why do you hide?
I was and will always be by you side...

You were not wrong my love,
Just come back to me now,
Let her do what she wants,
I dont care for her haunts and taunts...

Time wont wait , it will fly,
I want us to live, not cry an die,
I love you and trust you from my soul,
I scream that from south pole to norh pole!


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Cherish Moments While You Can

A happy girl, a silly boy
Having fun and full of joy
Smile at you as they play
Melting your heart as they say
I love you so soft and sweet
Sweeping you right off your feet
With their youthful innocence
And its starting to make sense
They will not stay young for long
The years will make them big and strong
So hold them tight and try to cherish
Each moment before they perish
Into memories and past
Treasure each one, make it last


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THE REAL DISTANCE

The greatest distance 
between you and I 
is not space nor time
it's you not knowing
how much I truly love
you or the reason why


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Silent Chord

            Silent Chord

Strings of melodies stream together
Vibrating from inside without a sound
Welling up in silence
With accompaniments of feelings and the mind
Calming measures blended, refined like bitter grapes
Sweet memory that aches upon a silent chord
Heard only in the sacred crevasses of the heart
Beating a hasty retreat to sanctuary
A single breath of vibrant life on waves of music
Crashing on alien shores
A truce between passion and melancholy blend
When we reflect, remember times together
Not through a glass so darkly
Not everything is black and white
There are many stories and letters left to write 
I can play but one note for you
A simple and pure one
A silent chord

                                                                             Poetry contest: Debussy Inspiration 6/06/14 


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Bis Bald

As daylight disappears, and the stars begin to show their eyes,
 
A little piece of me, melts into tears.
 
Maybe it's the thought of absence,
 
or the forever it seems to take, i fear.
 
Until i hold you again, 
 
my heart is where you will stay.
 
I will dream my little dreams,
 
remembering the happiness in our hearts,
 
when they had their times to play.


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Memory

When I walked through the door,I could tell something was wrong,
The house was quiet,clothes all packed,everyone was gone.
Me and ole jack daniels sit and talked over the situation,
Thought about the mood I was in and came up with this conclusion.
I need to buy a car,one built for speed,
Something that goes real fast,to outrun you'r memory.
Smoke the tires down two-o-five,headin out of town,
Take it to one hundred and ten,so you'r memory can't run me down.
Traveled the roads from shore to shore,
Just can't outrun you'r memory anymore.
Have to get on home,face my misery,
Go back to an emty house and me.
Need to buy a car,one built for speed.
Need to put the nose in the wind and run back to you'r memory.
Need to grab the gears,mash that peddle to the floor,
Because I wont run from you'r memory anymore.


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Just a Dream

As I sit here looking out the window 
I think about the dreams I've been having of you lately.
Honestly, I don't think I will ever be able to forget you.
You'll always have this place in my heart
No matter what I'm going to love you.
I hate it,
Regret it even
But my heart still believes there was something between us.
I know you don't care like I do
I know I'm care for still loving you
But true love is never forgotten
You will only ever be just a dream of mine
A dream that will never come true
A dream that will just play over again in my head
A dream that will eventually die along with my heart
Did you ever care?
Or was those just false feelings?
Feelings that I dreamed up?
...............you're just a dream.


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STILL PAOLO

Watching outside the glass window
Water filling-up our garden 's meadow
When the rain and wind begun to splash
I closed my eyes reminiscing our past.

Let's start reviewing before the seven calendars
Turn the pages back of the classic memoir
When you reach the first part, let's sit and start
Never leave, never skip let the pages show it's part.

Two characters in their sweet beginning
Their story in climax foretells heartbreaking
Ending - the witness of my lonely love story
The untold feelings remain in one's memory.

I'll let the storyteller reveals the secrets
For I don't have the courage to unseal what i feel
Hear the storyteller in this poem
Hear the heartbeat before I'll move on.


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Embers of time -contest

Embers of time denotes the last farewell
The memories of life and love
Turned to ash in the fires of your inner hell
The contents of lifes treasure trove

Happiness of loving being wanted just for you
The togetherness of sharing joys, wondering,
Watching, waiting, for passions made for two
being rekindled, born again, remembering.

That flower you picked on our first date
The ring of daisy chains you made that picnic day
When loving was easy, light hearted easy to relate,
The smile of the sun in your eyes, no words can relay

I look to the moon see your face in its frame
circumstances changed love grew unabashed
passion ignited our souls to an endless flame
I drink to your memory in a glass made of your ash.



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I Borrowed Time

I borrowed time to redeem a wish
A first, yet sadly, final kiss
A connection of primitive impulses
But nothing could prepare me for this

A rush of emotions I'd laid to rest
With no intent to resurrect
Then a simple kiss upon the neck
The gesture seeps, the kiss infects

Recalling how you made me shudder
Silent memories growing clearer
As though shot by a master photographer
And your eyes became my favourite colour


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Send Me No Questions That Force Me To Lie

Send Me No Questions That Force Me To Lie

Long ago our cherished love flew far, far away
 why I truly and simply can not ever say
Could it have been my crushing , too caring Love
 stifling the wings of my precious turtle dove?

Perhaps time just ate our passion on stale bread!
 others cleverly stole our lonely loves instead
Or moonlight withheld it's glorious bright beams
 fate destroyed it ALL in ever darkened schemes

Our Spirits simply and desperately fell apart
 our apples fell smashingly out of Love's precious cart!
Stories told falsely on both our very busy nights
 lies born to set us to fiercely scold, argue and fight

Send me NO questions that force me to lie!
 love so lost we couldn't restart even if we try
cannons fired with too many lonely empty shells
 sweet paradise turned into dark , evil little hells

Send me no questions that force me to lie
 love ran screaming from us and I know not Why!

Robert L. 06-05-2014

Inspired by a previous write I did recently(Send Me No Insults When I Die) and based 
upon my real life and tragic loss of my 'first true love',
a loss that almost killed me! The divorce from my first wife.
Love thus killed dies a very hard , agonizing and terrible death...
Thirty eight years later and it still leaves a deep cut!


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Passion ILLusion

From the black canal,
I awoke into a beast of light.
Eager wishes through my very blood and soul,
an illusion as my memory told.
An illusion so real it seemed so true.
A beautiful woman with plenteous silken hair,
stood bare from end to end before my eyes and
flowered a smile, as my memory told.
The thirst of my soul rose, I moved near to touch her
and she vanish.
I turned and there she was bare from end to end before 
my eyes.
She laid in china blooms,pure and simplistic,
as my memory told.
An illusion so real it seemed so true.
I laid next to her and she cradled in my arms
with eyes entire.
Her lips were sweet to my desire,
as my memory told.
The harping angels rose, devil passion wrestled the tides 
of fate and drifted in.
She moved in circles, and the circles moved, moved, and moved.
My body mart to a motion not of my own.
In the heat of passion, I awoke from the black canal into a
beast of light.


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A Good Rule To Follow

Just do what ever you think if you must,
Cause with you there can be no trust.
   Faith and love is what you must learn,
It is  something you must go out and earn.
   Respect and understanding is how you must start,
To keep a love from completely falling apart.
   If Joy and Happiness is what you seek ,
Then be strong and true it will be yours to keep.
   Kindness and compassion is a good rule to follow,
It will bring brighter days for al your tomorrows .
    Love as if it were the last day of your life,
Try caring with open arms and do not fight .
    This life is precious if there is someone to love ,
Try to remember that it is a gift from above.
TAC


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Women made me

I focus on my attributes in hope to one day compete
With them so called, "players and g's"
A wide skill level, intelligent approach to life
From writing poetry to being the best in a fight

I raise my intellect because girls don't like stupid
Began to learn in order to help cupid
Various knowledge, gained  just to impress
But i kept going, curious as to what i'll learn next

I play piano because i was inspired by movies
Where with a sweet song, you get that girl nice and gooey
She falls for you, and then you have your queen
And all you had to do was flick some keys

I blow that clarinet to use it like a net
Sweeping women off there feet with musical clefs
It feels nice as my fingers fly
Closing the keys and emitting soft sighs

At first i was focused on the women
Never having any i hoped this would attract them 
Now i revel in it, i love the music
And so i have a whole different reason to do it

It was the same with sports, women love the stars
The athletes with chests and abs seen from afar
So i hit the field and began to improve
Proud of the new cuts and grooves

I started poetry with my first love note
Trying a new technique because nothing else worked
I began to enjoy so i continued to write
But my first poem was written because i wanted to be her knight

Without woman i'd of had no motivation
Never would of discovered my talents without inspiration
Besides without a woman i wouldn't be alive
So i have no respect for them rude guys

To all the ladies, i thank you and i hope you remain
Strong in relationships, please stay sane
And remember, not all of us are alike
You probably just overlook the guys that are nice


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Shadow Of The Last Memory -part 3 - last

 
I thought if only you’re here with me now telling this story to our grandchildren, how wonderful it would be…you have always been the classical type. Somehow a woman of the meadows. The lady of the rise and set of the sun. And the lady of my life.
 
But an unexpected turn of the event brought the news upon us. I woke up knowing you’re never to be found near me. I was called you left. In my mind, you left with another man. You left not letting me know. I got to your place and run inside. …… moments later, I was back at my place.
 
There I am, back at my bedroom bed. Staring at nothing but an old picture of you and I. staring at it for hours and hours. Staring at it with your memory at my side. Why Bell? Why?.....you left me without saying goodbye. You left me without knowing the pain you’ve always had. You left, never telling me, you’re having our first baby…but you’re gone…and so is she….
 
Years passed, and all are still clear to me. Here I am now writing this letter as you have always hoped for. A promise I made to you long ago, to bury it that very same place where our dreams were born. And it is where it shall rest….with nothing but our memory and the last thing your father gave me before I left your house…the last thing he said you were holding, ….. the necklace I gave on that day…December 5, 1956….
 
To my Bell, the woman of my life…I shall be with you soon…just wait for me…wait and I’ll  be there…
 
 
 
With all my heart,
 
Jesse…
_________________________________

This is the last part :D. Thank you very much for your time..hope you enjoyed it. God bless


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Let me break

Make me forget about this,
How beautifully I was falling,
Convince me it was my mistake,
There was always no one to rely on,
And no one to fight for.

Look into my eyes again,
Speak your lies, and
Die in it.

Make me forget your face,
Your standing there with no move,
Make me forget about you,
The poor illusion,
The wall that doesn't speak,
The life without breath.
Let me break.

Don't ask me to explain.
In darkness I do stand again but
This is my zone, my home.
This is my strength.

Let me break.
Let me forget about you.


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A Hollow Shell

a hollow shell
of tangled synapses
sparked into gradual madness
which drowns out the truths of the day
as the mind reeks of the rotten sad moments
that swirl in the rancid soup of forgotten dreams
dreams that once traced a gentle path of innocence
dreams that reached for pure love’s tender touch
dreams now paralysed but once vivaciously alive
what became of those fresh dreams and hopes
as they lie mustily on dusty bookshelves
torn into shreds by time’s fine scimitar
devoid of the touch of raw passion
when all that remains of love is
a hollow shell


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First kiss

Hands still sweaty from clinging
together on that long walk
from our school, 
to your door,
our first walk

We stand outside your
apartment building,
hoping our friends
won't stare too closely
at us 

Like judges in 
ice dancing,
waiting for us
to spin
and land awkwardly

Holding up their cards 
tomorrow, for all to see
David and Ellen:
8.5 / 7.4  / 7.1
Humiliation

We press together,
lips firmly locked,
but grinding, as we 
know kisses to be 
from watching tv

Our teeth,
almost touch,
our tongues, 
kept safely where they
belong

Our hands,
sweating anew
from the pressure
and excitement
of the moment 

Judges, do we
have your scores?
David and Ellen:
10.0 / 10.0 / 10.0
Perfect



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Stolen , So Stolen

Stolen , So Stolen

That moment our eyes met in sweet delight
you a dream gracing the night
no other light shone but you,
me thinking , yes I do!

The blinding flash your vision gave
our souls your beauty saved
no other light shone but you,
me approaching right on cue!

Our dark times forever, forever gone
sweet unity , never again alone
no other light shone but you,
you and I forever,  we two!

Our hearts each quickly , lovingly stolen
with pure love so swollen
no other light shone but you,
our love eternally true!!

Robert J. Lindley  

I am sharing this private write I sent to my wife when she was 
my new love, my new lady , my promised. I wrote this the night we first met
 in person in the Philippines. She a vision that shook my world!
She read it the next day and tears came to her beautiful brown eyes!
Now we are married ten years and even deeper in love!


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Untitled

I cried when you passed away
I still cry today
Although I loved you dearly
I couldn't make you stay
God broke my heart
to prove that he only takes the best
So he put me to the test
In order for me to blessed
Forever missing you LeSchea
We will be together soon.
Mommy Loves you.


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A Thousand Days of Love

Tonight I sit and reminisce.
Travelling back through hosts of memories,
Remembering our firsts. 

The first time I saw your face;
When all the world receded,
And the clamour around me
Was silenced by your eyes.

I recall the racing of my heart,
And the tremor of nerves before
That first all night phone call,
Where we talked as friends long lost,
Or more, as lovers reunited.

When hours passed as fleeting moments
And we shared our secrets 
As memories reminded.
I remember the dawn that morning;
The palest glow creeping through curtains 
And your voice, more natural to me than breath.

Time has taken wing;
These memories made
Remain fresh 
And clear as mountain streams,
Not faded by the passing of hours, months and years. 

But why tonight of all
Do I recall these firsts, my dearest?
It is because tonight I prepare 
For just one more. 
As I look towards our years to come,
I give thanks to you
My soul, my heart, 
For finding me, and for our first
One thousand days of love. 


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welcome

Welcome as you left
Happenings in touch
Feeling all in family 
As all we stand lively

Same group of gang
As you touch my body
Tides rides high as locked
 In memory of splash
Wash my body in shore


##################################################L
This is how grow up. . No names mentions  but  awkardly they  were with me as much as they could.  Now it is your turn. 


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Someday

Moments away
from what could have been.
The pain of tomorrow,
the mistakes of the past
can we say goodbye
to those moments?
To let the tears fall
without regrets.
To feel it in your heart
to know you've done your best,
isn't that enough?
Even when it's too cold and you can feel it
remember,
the good times
you will go back to
someday...
(April 5th, 2012)


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Forever

Pieces of forever
Cast upon the ground
My hopes and dreams now turned to dust
Never to be found

While looking for a reason
A memory hits my sleave
The memory when you walked away
And I begged you not to leave

As I wipe away the liquid pain
I know our time has passed
Forever's not that long at all
Somehow it doesn't last


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Embers of time

There was once a time
When I lived my life as would a mime
Laughing like mad
Lightening the days of the sad

I would even feel the joy
Of being taken for a toy
Played with and even thrown away
My life revolved only around my own play

At such a time, my heart was still young
For a knight I did make up a song
For that knight I did fight off the world
I survived as the one who chose not to follow the whole herd!

Those time are still etched in my mind
I wish to go back to those days I left behind
Those, those were the real days, shall I say to my friend
Now, I choose to live as the one set out to explore a new found land!


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thinking of people who were

I sit in my chair
thinking of people who were
and are 
somewhere 

I lie in my bed
thinking of people who were
and are dead 
but who live in my head 

when I am gone 
will I or you remember me
in  your head
in your bed


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TAKE ME BACK TO THE TRYST

                   TAKE ME BACK TO THE TRYST

Take me back to the tryst
Love of ages is not my taste
Does stale love toast or fondle? 
Yet toast is the soul of love:
When words summon words
 To mirror the pumping heart.


Take me back to the tryst
Age is wear and tear of love,
Gravity on the wings of amity
Just back to the tryst
Where love floats on bouyancy of fond.


Love: youngest fruit on okoro tree
Easy shred , easy grate
The younger the sweeter
No , the soup of love sours not
The very minute it is cooked.


I say back to the tryst
There is no diminution in tenderness
But love decays with years and age
When earlier charm becomes stale and fade.


Bitte*, take me back to the tryst
The best of love is in tryst
The oath of love is in tryst
Only in tryst it is you and me
Oh take me back to tryst
Love of ages is not my taste.
 






* : Bitte is german word for please.


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Sublime

I have you on my mind each time I hit rewind
When I think of you it makes me feel sublime
A memory as fresh as the grape from the vine
Your sweetness that entices me to see inside


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The Tears of the Clown


The Tears of the Clown


A veil of smiles,
worn effortlessly.

Tuning out the blurring din,
alone in the cackling throng,

never hoping to belong,
though pining to fit-in.


Peeling off the thin facade,
feeling the pained charade,
melting into the dim parade.


Trickling effortlessly down,
over the strained contours,

of a spurious laugh,

the tears of the clown,

rehearsed, rehashed,

form an unending cold stream,
dissolving the lingering traces,

of this simple boy's dream



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What it Means

Love notes posted on laminate 
Revisiting thoughts persistent
Staring at head-lights
Driving through starry nights
Stuck in motion
Longing for some kind of devotion
Sinking memories flood over me
Like a deluge of forbidden fantasies
Rampant voices of love & romance visit me
Like a long lost lover
Rummaging through boxes 
Of old love letters and yellowed photographs
Telegraphing feelings I can't explain
Maybe I've been numb for far too long
Maybe I forgot what it means to give myself away.



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I Still Love You

I still love you
Buried six foot under
Life no more
Risking my heart
Everything, I have ever known!
Letting you go
Eighteen years of panache and tears
‘Loyalty’ because 

‘I Still Love You’

At a cross roads
Changes of initiation
Giving in, risking all
Trading this pain in
Making my heart whole
Know by saying goodbye
And, letting you go
Know, for an eternity

‘I Still Love You’


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True Reality

Why is it
I am always wrong?
Something
I have always done?
Why is it
I am 
Never good enough
In your eyes
In challenging times?

How many times
Do I have to say
“I love You?”
What will it take
To convince
That mind 
And 
Heart 
Of yours?

What can I say
That will ease 
This jealousy
And 
Resentment
You feel towards me
When drinking 
Too much booze
Killing what brain cells
Are left
In that stubborn 
Head of yours!

How long 
Will it take
For you 
To believe in me?
For I know
I am a fool 
Staying here, with you!
Feeling desperate
Lost and lonely
Dreams squashed
Emotionally drained
When ‘we’ need to pull together
In union ship
To make 
This bond strong
Between us!

'Uniting as One’'

'Love Conquering All'

“Well!”
“So, I am told!”

I love you more
Than this
Arguing and fighting!
But 
You refuse to understand
The love I have for you

My head 
Tells me to stay with you
But
My heart knows
I cannot!
For
I have asked you 
To be kind to me
I have asked
You to open up 

Your anger and rage
Continues growing
Out of control
Taking over
Like
Dr. Jekyll and Mr. Hyde 
Burning bridges
Being ruthless
Always
Out for the kill!

I need to break away!
I need to clear my head!
I need to experience
Love and longevity
True togetherness
With 
The one’s I love!
My heart needs to experience
‘Healthy Love’
My heart deserves the best!
You now
Belong in my past
I am no longer the person
You once knew me, to be

Your insecurities
Your inner demons 
Far bigger
Than any of the love
You choose to acknowledge 
Or 
Feel from me!

You can believe this 
To be true
If nothing else!

“Love thy self”

Share
Without personal gain
Being 
Your Primary Motive!
Know Love 
Be Love, in Action!

Be honest
Have empathy now
As
I cut these cords
Of emotional bondage
That 
Bind us together 
True Love 
No longer 
Our foundation!

I stand on my own
Knowing
I have learnt the lessons
You have come to teach
I now know
What love isn't!
“I thank you”
For showing me this!

My illusions of love
Blinding me
Colouring my experiences
Revealing
Only what 
'I Wanted Us To Be'
Not
‘True Reality’


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The Mystery Rose, A Love Gift From Beyond

The Mystery Rose, A Love Gift From Beyond




A dark, dark shadow crept into my room at night
   a mist or vapor that so set me ill at ease
Strange that my confusion so limited my fright
   then it moved things around as it pleased 
Soon began eerie sounds that loudly cracked
   next my bows fell from their hanging rack
Suspended in hazy fog or time it did so seem
   motionless and quite unable to shout a scream
As I finally jumped out of my now shaking bed
   I tripped and fell hitting my frightened head
Early morn I woke, to my great and epic shock
   a wilted flower lay upon my antique clock
A long and so very dry ancient red, red rose
   yet a fragrance still so strong hit my nose!
A mere dream that had been my horror to have had!
   except red rose was always favored by my dad
Three decades gone since he had sadly passed away
   I know that red rose was his love gift sent my way!

Robert L... 06-07-2014


Details | I do not know? | |

Do You Remember

Do you remember?
The nights that were ours
And the morning sun
On our faces.

Do you remember?
When you held me close,
The words you whispered
So no one else could hear.

Somehow I can't
Seem to forget, doesn't 
Matter how hard I try,
The ghost of memories still haunts.

You used to love me,
Would look straight in my eyes
And tell me so but now
You won't even speak.

Everything reminds
Me of you and the time we once
Shared long ago yet not
Long at all.

I remember the way
Your smile lit up when you saw
Me walk towards you, the
Happiness I thought you felt too.

When we were intertwined
And no one else mattered,
It was just us and we felt like
We could lie there forever.

Do you remember?
The way it felt on our first
Date, the light kisses we
Shared in the bright sunlight.

Do you remember?
Because I do, all the time,
But I guess that's life, no matter
How we may wish it were different...


Details | Senryu | |

remembering-- love


holding old photos of young love filled with promise the years slip away


Details | Rhyme | |

Turning The Pages

Pondering through the pages of time
folded and saved in the book of my mind.
Glancing at and seeing true all the things
we have been together through.
 
Stronger now than we ever were before
streaming life into us without ever having 
to close a door. So much love we have 
shared, for ever love and forever care.

Each time I turn a page, I see you and all
I needed in good times and in times of hurt
that deeply felt like a rumbling rage.
You brought stillness to me, so that through
the darkness I could so fearlessly see.

When I close my minds book, I know deep
inside I will find you each time I look.
So sacred this book is to me, for I know
that with you, I shall always want to be.


Details | Verse | |

Parachutes

I sit before my snow framed window, 
watching thick flakes drop from the dark sky,
parachutes that disappear into the calm white sea below me.

The light is fading framing a reflection,
I see myself glazing, still like a photograph,
inside, I drift back to the watery place by the Black Sea.

I can’t remember that moment in detail,
when I crashed through the surface and into this blue
wash of emotion which has charged me magnetically.

The snow has receded and the sky is now dark.
But the time just stands still as I relive those thoughts,
gathering strength with my will to reinstate through alchemy.

In the distance my senses are stirring again.
Steadily, they come closer, I hear them whisper to me,
“drift back to the surface and let go, its just a memory”. 


Details | I do not know? | |

Do You Remember

Do you remember being ten?
And telling your mother about the bake sale after school
She'd give you one or two dollars
Clean, unfolded, from her purse
And as you stepped onto the bus, your father stopped you
Discreetly shoved twenty dollars in your hand
His left eye winking while his right eye gleamed
And he put his index finger perpendicular across
His crooked, sneaky smile.

And for a day, you were royalty
On top of the world
You dove into your sudden wealth head-first
You were immature
And nobody had taught you how to use your money well
Like a fool, you found yourself
Swiftly parted from it
Wondering where it went
And left with only memories
Of the snacks you ate
And the toys you lost

Do you remember being twenty?
And telling me about your long-term plans
I sat with you and sometimes got a text
A shallow, hollow, insincere message
Each time I went to check my phone, you stopped me
Subtly reminding me that you were really there
In the flesh, eye to eye
And you took a drag from your Marlboro wedged carelessly in
Your crooked, sneaky smile

And for a summer, I was royalty
On top of the world
I dove into knowing you and caring about you head-first
I was immature
And nobody had taught me how to reign or tame my heart
Like a fool, I found myself
Swiftly parted from it
Wondering where you went
And left with only memories
Of the moments we shared
And a connection I lost


Details | I do not know? | |

with thanks to Don Henley

with thanks to Don Henley...

...an echo of her laugh

whispers past

a simple joy, a gentle breeze

of quiet reflection that can never last

the fleeting innocence once drifting along

then disappearing into the notes of that Don Henley song

the end, he sang, of the innocence once felt

of days and of nights of serene peace

gone forever now, 

for into the night's void everything must eventually melt

though the memories and the thoughts 

and the echoes of her whispers

settled this gypsy heart, putting it at ease

but that's all long gone now

even though the echoes of her whispers

seem never to cease...


Details | Free verse | |

Of Recognition

This path I take
                      So familiar it seems!
Of sweet years past I dream,
Of distant seasons I dwell; But of love---
Of love I miss. Although deprived of a 
Maiden's gift, I bestill my aspirations;
             With passions gone I retrieve my thoughts but fail
             To comprehend; and now I must cater to my wounds
Of empetiness and bleed to the boredom that follows.


Details | Free verse | |

First Love

In this moment, I feel
I can do anything;
Soar high above the clouds,
Touch the ancient stars,
Inhale the fragrance
Of the evening flowers
And dance in the dew 
On the cool green grass.

Time consents to linger
As the magic is born,
Then slips away quietly
Leaving love's first kiss
As a memorial gift.
Only the ancient stars
And the fragrant flowers
Share the memory.


Details | I do not know? | |

I MISS YOU

I MISS THE WAY YOU TOUCH ME .
I MISS THE WAY YOU KISS ME.
I MISS THE WAY YOU LOOK AT ME.
I MISS YOU.
I MISS EVERYTHING ABOUT YOU.
I MISS HOW WE MAKE EACH OTHER SO HAPPY.
I MISS HOW WE CRY TOGETHER.
I MISS HOW YOU CHEER ME UP WHEN I AM DOWN.
I MISS HOW YOU NEVER LET ME GO.
I MISS THE WAY WE MAKE LOVE.
I MISS HOW WE ARE TOGETHER.
I KEEP SAYING SOON I WILL BE BACK HOME IN YOUR ARMS.
BUT NO MATTER HOW HARD I TRY I JUST CAN'T MAKE JUNE COME FASTER.
I WISH .
I PRAY.
I HOPE.
BUT STILL THE DAYS COME SLOWER AND SLOWER.
IT FEELS AS THOUGH JUNE WILL NEVER COME.
I HOLD YOU IN MY DREAMS.
I KEEP YOU IN MY THOUGHTS.
I HOLD ON TO THE LOVE WE HAVE AND SWEAR TO NEVER LET IT GO.
I CLOSE MY EYES I CAN SEE YOU.
FEEL YOU.
HEAR YOU.
IT IS LIKE YOU ARE REALLY THERE .
YET WHEN I OPEN THEM I QUICKLY REALIZE THAT IT WAS JUST A MEMORY OF WHEN I WAS 
IN YOUR ARMS.
A TEAR FALLS .
EVERYONE AROUND ASKS WHAT WRONG?
ALL I CAN SAY IS JUST A MEMORY OF A TIME I WILL NEVER LET GO.
I MISS YOU .
I LOVE YOU.
I WALK OUTSIDE AND SAY THIS CAUSE I KNOW YOU ARE LOOKING AND SAYING THE SAME 
THING TO THE SAME MOON AND STARS. 
I LONG FOR JUNE .
OH HOW I LONG FOR THE DAY I AM BACK IN YOUR ARMS.
I MISS YOU


Details | Rhyme | |

Memories

You are a memory that seals my broken heart.
Nothing can smother you or break you apart.

You are the picture that calms my mind.
The total vision that I can always find.

You are the wind that plays through my hair.
I know that you will always be there.

You may have been lost but now you are found.
A distant memory and one faint sound.

I know that you watch over me.
I know that your soul now flies free.


Details | Rhyme | |

The bench

The bench at the bus stop
was nothing special,
some metal and planks
that ceased to exist

A hangout for drunks, 
a refuge for pigeons,
I don’t think by many
it has been missed

The bench at the bus stop
was nothing special,
that is till the moment
when we first kissed

Though it was dismantled
for obvious reasons,
among my best memories
to live, it is pleased.


Details | Lyric | |

In The Haze

Clear summer nights, when it’s still arm outside, I lay in bed and think of you.
Old summer days, from another time and place; I had a younger point of view.
Time heals old wounds if we let them, but only if we can forget them, 
And leave them in the haze.
 
Old pictures fade, no reason to be saved, especially of me and you.
Remember when – old things were different then.  Too late, nothing left to do.
Time heals old wounds if we let them, but only if we can forget them, 
And leave them in the haze.
 
Birght summer morns.   After I’ve locked the doors,  I leave my car and earn my pay...
Till five-o-one, when I’ve clocked out and I’m gone.  My mind slips back to another day.
Time heals old wounds if we let them, but only if we can forget them, 
And leave them in the haze.


Details | Free verse | |

PLACE OF HOPES


From "Modern Love And Other Poems"

With delighted, overflowed
My fiancé swept away her hair
Over her face; I don’t know if her hair
Is dry or wet; but I just wanted
To see what it so important
For her to be that way with her hair.

With mechanical gestures
She found her hair again.
And with a slowly pace of power
Still her hair drop dead!

Worry does not let her to see that expensive
Drawing was just a singly minded, and she witted
Or twisted it backward.

Somberly, through the sunlight
She did not hold that damned hair for a while.
Again, suddenly, her hands buried into uneasiness fear:
Monday...Wednesday...Friday...Sunday.
With an useful stupor
Of contentment but everything still the same.

Darling! So much to say... 
I say nothing. Would you look at me!

And her hair is falling dead again.
Up and down, dead, me and her! Dreadful hard
To hid again her expensive face
Dry or wet it does not matter
I still love her.
 


Details | I do not know? | |

Wanting yours

Love on me sweet
 
If we part don't

Let your love repeat

For my heart should

Remain to you that

No one Else's will do

Some try to pursue

The love, The emotion

We shared in order

To have it strong 

With there's
 
Only one love

As infinite as

Ours would 

Last a time

Beyond hours


Details | Light Poetry | |

ROSE FOR MOM

everyday i will say
as the holiday
comes her way
she is where love goes
am some
this is a 
ROSE FOR MOM


Details | Rhyme | |

Words I can't get out

I search for the words to say 
And though I come up blank 
I search and search 
To no avail 
I feel the words within myself 
Pleading to come forth 
So I sit with no internet in mind 
And the words come out themselves 
Every piece of heartache 
Every little thing 
Can bring so many words to thee 
Suffering is the only one side 
To this coin we call life.


Details | I do not know? | |

The Memory Of Your Face

My head is filled with
The memory of your face
I remember a time when
I held your embrace
With a gentle cuddling
I'll never forget the taste

My head is filled with
The memory of your face
A smile that shoulda been
Gods only amazing grace
Never thought I'd believe in
Something so angelic as this

My head is filled with 
The memory of your face
Those eyes I couldn't contradict
I lost myself in that absolute place
Now I find myself missing it
And the gentle softness of your kiss

~Leonard Napierskie


Details | Quatrain | |

Remembering - contest

A hug a kiss the love we once knew
A smile a tear I remember them well
Important little things for you and me
Now just a memory, in my living hell.

The birds would sing when you walked by
Admiring the flowers especially the rose
bending your head the perfume to try,
looking up with pollen covering your nose.

The love of my heart is now in heaven
His time clock had stopped, time to go home
To watch over his loved ones, sins forgiven.
Watching as I wander life’s garden alone


Details | Free verse | |

Let's Run To The Lighthouse

Let’s run to the Lighthouse, with the breeze at our backs
To the smell of salt in the air and the sand imprints that we track.
Where the sea is close to watch, with ships passing about
And the innocence of childhood memories, that are always in route.
Let’s run to the Lighthouse before our time will end 
Holding hands on the bank and kissing in the wind.
Making up for lost moments, as we spend it together once more
Our love has no boundaries when opportunity opens the door. 



Details | I do not know? | |

Mercedes White Extended Version

The shadows cast a gray December 
the mist of rain I've wished for dearly 
with my eyes barely shut I still remember 
within my dream my body lie weary, 
this tale be told through admission of sin 
I must admit I've dealt such hand 
of all the places in this world I've been 
I miss most this wonder land, 
for when I lie my body to rest 
Tis the mind that takes this forthright journey 
through the woods and the waters I am the guest 
in a place where the angels guard the wicked that hurt me, 
I reach the docks so crooked and frail 
as the calm of the water reflects in darkness 
with the angel Marie we both set sail 
towards this dream I know and forever harness, 
The sails hold strong as the wind does blow 
as I hold my angel within my arms 
with a silence disrupted by the song of crows 
aside Marie I'm far from harm 
the midnight moon shares its light 
as we near the end of the waters way 
I share a kiss that turns darkness white 
Knowing Marie my dear cannot stay 
for I have reached this land as her my guide 
and from here to there I go alone 
the only rain fall from within my skies 
as I continue closer to a place I know 
All too well I fear some days 
for the abstract mind does grow fonder 
as I reminisce on rested plays 
of all the scenes I've yet to wander 
for within that stray I walk content 
despite the common misadventure 
for the end this path has a hand that's lent 
towards the manor in which I'll enter, 
So onward bound I march my cadence 
with persistence proud beside me 
with a passion so deep as my only payment 
I tear the canvas that tries to hide me, 
and there it was behind the trees 
of the timbers that contained its light 
the house of angels I knew I'd reach 
the house the angels call Mercedes White, 
oh the beauty how the heavens do cry 
for the painted portrait behind its glass 
for the halls that fill with the angel's sigh 
and the fellow femme that gather in mass 
a sight that cries these tears of joy 
oh the wonders of such enchantment 
filled in the minds of only dreaming boys 
is such a place like White so candid 
and now as I stand in front this Eden 
I see with eyes how Gods must miss 
their angels from heaven who are here this evening 
to tell their tales through a whispered white kiss.


Details | I do not know? | |

your love is a memory

Your love is a memory I want to have, but something I must let go,
something that must be apart of my past, no longer in my mind.
Does time truly heal all wounds, nothing can bring us together, something is keeping my love from you.
Too protective of the heart and you will not let me in, you said that you
needed me too, so make me understand.
Your love is a memory that I must keep hidden inside my heart,
but your love is something I must also let go,
I have to forget about love.


Details | Free verse | |

Amnesia

I open again my window
Looking for a person I know
To steal a glance and say hello
Whom I have met few thousand days ago
I did it half of the day
Because to my surprise,
I almost forget
Yesterday, I don’t remember
where are you?
Who are you?
What you do?
What do I want?
What am I doing?
Who am I to you?
And why am I here,
Looking at you…

But today I was so anxious,
Searching your name and remembering everything
To your world I tried to encroached
On my way up to yours,
I was unfortunate to lost my path
Failed to trace the prints of you on the ground
Tonight I scribble letters to find you
Armed with hope and betrayal
Without thinking I write
With my restless soul 
and empty mind
I am reaching you

Today I almost forget
The day that is especial to you
I no longer wait for this as an excuse
To re state my name and shake your hands
Because today I remember to remind myself
That I no longer have the mementos of you
Washed out with new memories 
Of someone you have met

Yesterday was you 	
My unforgotten past
A history that reminds me,
Reminds me that I was with you
Today is still yours but no longer my name
The sound of your heartbeat
Doesn't echo with mine

Those I remember and never forget
For I vividly seen them even in my dreams
But it is you who can’t be freed
from the stillness that you are trapped in
Hoping to forget what had happened
And how it had ended
But how can you stay away
from the memoir that you are hiding
If what is left with you is half of the whole
Because the other half that you tried to leave
Is always tracing its way back into you


Details | Free verse | |

Rained Filled Clouds

Rain filled clouds are what follow me now ,
No sunshine for me these days and smiles are not aloud.
My sight is blurry now and can't listen to what you say,
It was you who has caused this and why I am feeling this way.
Hold on tightly now It has been the ride of my life ,
But somehow it slipped away like a thief in the night .
How did I not see it so plainly writen on the wall,
Never in a million years did I expect to lose it all.
But here I am standing with my back  turned away,
For I can not face the sadness you brought me this day.
Why has this happened to me and just what will I do,
Shell of a man in a life that was suppose to be spent with you.
It's over now and it's all becuase of you 
I just cant see  theres anything you can do .
 Blinded by the love  for you never a  reason to doubt,
So quickly I learned howI will be going without.
 The warmth of a love you brought to me ,
 Now I will live without what was meant to be .
You were always a a part of the world I've grown to know,
Now that your gone the sadnees in my face will forever show.
These cloudy days bring me nothing but pain,
My life forever will be only me standing in the rain.
TAC


Details | Rhyme | |

Moving On

I've been knocked to the ground, I'm as low as can be
The thoughts that run through my mind are why oh why, and woe is me
It seems I've been here before, and I can see clearer
The reasons are the same and the heartache comes nearer
Though I'm broken and hurt and as sad as can be
The only way to feel better is to create a new me
So this time I must build a thicker wall,
And pick up the pieces of my broken heart
The past is the past, and I can't let it follow
Though I still feel the pain, I can't go on in sorrow
I wish I had been enough, that I was worth more effort,
But now I know, I can't chase air forever
I wish I could say I don't care anymore,
But the truth is my darling, that's why it hurts more.
But it's obvious from all of the struggles we've had
As hard as I try, this will just end up sad. 
I wish you the best, really I do
And there will always be a place in my heart reserved for you
I will smile and laugh and rise above,
And then one day I hope, I can again find love.
So Lord give me strength as I go through this trial,
I am ready to accept things and be no longer in denial.
Thank you my dear, for times I can't forget
And for that time in my life, you really were the best.
People will love you, then hurt you and leave,
But the test is how we endure and grieve.
My path is uncertain, and it scares me to death,
But I will move forward and try to live with each breath.
Remember me please, when you think of the past,
And I will try to remember, that some good things, just aren't meant to last


Details | Free verse | |

Stopping Time

Tick toc tick toc a metronome 
always the same seems maybe
but the clock does and will stop in your time
locked time itself somehow against itself
the gravity of a moment so important 
emotion and love forcing holding the pendulum back
time lost to time but given back in future years
unforgotten a beautiful treasured memory


Details | Free verse | |

Babies and Kids Struggles

Everyone in the world thinks babies and kids have no struggles we are wrong.
We forget the hardest times of our lives is when we were infant our hearts beat a song.
When we were hungry we would cry, little hands could not grab anything that lye.
We had help to hold our bottles and we felt so helpless in our everyday struggles.
Our eyes did not open till the time that we were able we saw everything huge in size.
It made our heart throb fast and nothing made sense for all the words were gurgles.
The little ears we had we did stress with sound so loud and so unknown made us cry.
The fathers and mothers with kind word almost calmed us while they whispered.
They held us with fear, we had fear just knowing that we could not handle stress alone.
We grabbed things and we just wanted to hear the heart beat of our mom and dad.
That was the only thing in our minds that made us calm and glad.
The first touch of rough skin and strong hands were most comforting, yet scary at once.
Trust gradually grew when whipped our mess and hind ends, which were still scary.
To the large people out there the mind of a child is so simple but they still struggle.
They still need food, love and security that is all they need to grow.
To their lives is what they cling and no one is there to protect them from sorrow.
There are less fortunate kids that never get to hear their mothers and fathers hearts.
They soon empathize with everything around them with an emotion that struggles.
When sleeping on our own we cannot defend ourselves so we have fears.
That's why we cry nightly to sigh relief, we get exhausted and we run out of tears.
Remember the times you seen a child fall down their first step or bump into things.
It is scary when knowledge is lacking and get into things, which are a signs of struggles.
Children is future, it is nice to just watch them study, play and learn who they are.
Babies and Kids smiling, playing loud, and just sitting, they are still people they struggle. 


Details | Ballad | |

Games 'Father to Son'

Monolopy,Trouble,Operation too
All those games I played with you
As time went on and you started to grow
Yathzee,Uno and games on the floor.
Poker,Euchere, Casinos.....WOO HOO!!!
All grown up....
Now "What Do We Do"??


Details | Free verse | |

To Have Known

When memories glow like luminous fireflies
And days become another red thread on the horizon
When hope is nothing more than thunder rumbling,
within the heart, contained
A reminder of times, when love was you
and I,was the light that brought comfort and shadows,
to your needs

To what end, do you haunt me so?
A desire to feel once again my feet float endlessly 
or, passionate nights, caused by your mouth's kisses,
as we mingled with stars on the farthest hills
and felt the warmth from soft hands,
when they held tight under the cresent moon
Yes, I've kept your memory close
Like a star crossing the night sky etching a trail,
burned into the eyes
To dissappear in the darkness,
leaving only wishes and a sense of awe
That comes from a shared moment, of perfection


Details | Rhyme | |

Memories Past

Memories Past

Oh, my dear we have so many memories
 Woven into the fabric of our lives
I remember like it was yesterday 
The warm days and beautiful skies

You took my hand in yours
And we walked the sandy beach
You promised me love forever
There was no goal we couldn't reach

Oh how the memories flow
We gave all we had to each other
And I promised you all my love
And we knew it was forever

We had a wonderful life my dear
Then the children came along
What precious cargo we carried
With our love binding and strong

As we sit here in the sunshine
A slight breeze stirs the air
And as I look over at you
I can still feel the love we share

But it is time for us to go inside
I feel a slight chill in the air
It is a little bit hard for me
As I unlock the wheels on your chair
 
Oh, how the memories flow
And I thank God for a beautiful life
And I shall thank him one more time
For the time I shared as your wife.

Connie Moore
2/20/14


Details | I do not know? | |

In our memory

Let my lips record the traces on your face,
The path to your bosom and the sway of your hips.
Help me in case I shutter and tell me what I forgot,
Whisper near my heart your favorite tips,
Tiptoeing your finger with a ballerina’s grace.
Let me gaze at you as did the two women of Lot
And pluck one rose, two roses, three roses,
Claiming both the garden and the sunset as mine,
As the angels abandoned beauty to groom as before.
Your cheeks change color to the same as wine,
Our words rhyme, when our mouths come too close:
Let me show how I memorized your sweetest lore.
	


Details | Free verse | |

Stand Still

You always said you would be my crying shoulder, but you can't be this tme. It's you that has caused these tears. It isn't your fault. I can't be what you need, but I tried so very hard. I know I can't change your mind now. I have been here though three before, so why should one more be much different. I know you love poetry, and I love you so this is dedicated to you. Maybe one day you will realize that the truth has been in front of you the whole time. You will finally mend the heart of the one who mended your's so many times before. Just to ease your mind, don't worry about me I will be "fine." There isn't anything that can change how things are or how I feel so I guess now we are at a stand still.


Details | Prose Poetry | |

If

IF	
In Memory of Laura Boutchee
IF I had only known the last day that I saw you would be the last day that I would get to 
laugh or cry with you. I would have held your hand and hugged you and told you that I loved 
you and told you how knowing you brought me more happiness then you would ever know.

Each morning I wake thinking of all the pain and torment your beautiful soul was filled with 
and I feel the tears in my eyes, because even in your pain and agony you always had a 
smile and a hug to share with those in need.

Your laughter and your smile will always live in my memory forever and a day.

GOD took you home to ease your troubled soul and he holds you in his arms and wipes away 
the tears and makes the pain you felt so deeply disappear.

One day we will meet again and share a hug and I will tell what I never got a chance that 
day because tomorrow never came.

I love you my dear friend and your memory will live on forever through your family and your 
friends who love and miss you more then you will ever know.
                                                      




 Rose M Bauerle 2007


Details | I do not know? | |

Forget

Forget his name
Forget his face
Forget his kiss
His warm embrace
Forget the love you once knew
Remember he has someone new
Forget him when they play your song
Remember when you cried all night long
Forget how close you once were
Remember he has chosen her
Forget how you memorized his walk
Forget the way you used to talk
Forget the things he used to say
Remember that he has gone away
Forget his laugh, forget his yes
Forget laying with him, looking at the skies
Forget the way he held you tight
Remember he’s with her tonight
Forget the time that went so fast
Forget the love that moved the very earth, it’s in the past
Forget he said he’d leave you, never
Remember he’s gone, forever


Details | Free verse | |

Status Quo

You lay by my side,
sound asleep.
I sit there awake,
thinking of us.

You sit up awake,
as I lay there asleep.
We roll over in the morning,
with the sun rising.

We look at each other,
waiting for a connection.
The connection was lost years ago,
when you were seventeen.

Now it’s just the status quo,
to be with you.


Details | Rhyme | |

Here In This Home

The house sits still and silent tonight
all that is visible is the down stairs 
that's dim with an amber, glowing light
and the fruit bowl filled with golden pears.

Quietly I sit in the driveway and view
a home with so much love and dreams
like a blooming rose bud that's brand new
so much potential on the new day's schemes.

A warm and safe feeling overwhelms my heart
so many memories have been made in this home
If made to pick one, I wouldn't know where to start
my mind would just through the years roam. 

I feel it's extended arms at the end of the day
offering safety and warmth welcoming me in
another long day's work with such little pay
here in this home, love, life and family begin.


Details | Verse | |

Pay for

God will never forget what you've done,
God will always remember your faults.
He'll forgive you someday,
No doubts in that, but
For the pain that you caused
You will be paying through life,
Every day, every night, every second,
Every beat of the time
You will pay for the grief that
You brought to my life.


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Memory of Yesterday

A memory of yesterday
When kisses weren’t that far away
And all was made for lovers’ play
We knew our dreams would never stray

And every star had you in sight
Those moonbeams were for our delight
And reasons were to hold you tight
Another kiss a long good night

We walked through all our yesterday
We saw no end to our delight
To every hope we held so tight
And from this love we’d never stray

Yet time did come to blur our sight
And tried to mask our dreams away
A fantasy of truth at play
Which cast two lovers into night

It seemed so clear why did we stray
Perhaps it wasn’t in our play
From here it all seems far away
A memory of yesterday


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Scent of a creole woman

Louisiana creole lady
filled my weekend
ghost of lust lingers
my room silent as a flower
scent of powder and perfume
hangs in the air...

The ruins of our pleasure
sound of the sea
pages turning
her nearness enchanted me
perfume of wildflowers
moonlight and dew...

The fragrance of her skin
smell of her shampoo
breezes through as I inhale
the feel of her soft body
and deep wet kisses...

It was if
I had never existed elsewhere
her soft aroma lingers
left upon my rustling sheets...

Tonight I will sleep
on her side of the bed
because it still smells of her...
~ ~ ~ ~


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In Difference

The love is the risk-
     It is the love that makes us risk
Beyond sound and reason, all care we tempt
Baiting with hook and tangled lear
Knowing gravely it will end
Yet resistant, resilient, rebellious to force it
To do all we can to coerce it
To prove somehow that we are worth it
Yet it sikes you out, plays tricks with the heart
Makes sense than fails sense and creates doubtless dark
In an instant all faith is lost
Yet over and over again we risk it
Applying danger to that which wisely could have been prevented
     Because we needed to know and feel that we existed
Just once and to someone who seemed different.


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yearning

there’s a pain that tugs from the depth of my being

a pain unlike any other

it’s trigerred by the memory of your lips on mine,

how you win me over and over

sweet pain traced by your burning touch,

and the warm gush of wind from your words

dear pain from the memory of your embrace,

and how my existence you have disturbed


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My Sweet Love - Triplets


You take my breath completely away You mean the world to me, my love and Only I have to gaze softly into your eyes I rememb'r all the smiles upon your face And when I'm sad I replay them in my mind My heart savorin' every time I can't replace Sometimes it seems I'm living just a dream From which I don't want ever to wake up from And when you're far 'way I just want to scream 'Cause life without you can never be the same Love runs wild thru my veins like a roarin' fire And my skin burns recurring just your name. Dorian Petersen Potter aka ladydp2000 copyright@2008 October,19,2014


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Pulse of my Heart

Darkened were the nights
Oh were they cold
You had left me
Such a very long time ago
I cannot forget
The way you caressed my flesh
So tender, so loving
Alas! It is missed
The way we would sway
Barely licked by the flames of the bonfire
I could have stayed like that forever
Oh dear traveler where have you gone?
I know you warned you would leave
But yet my heart swelled with hope
What a retched thing now
For now I am broke
Your honey voice broke down my soul
You never gathered up the pieces
Now they lay cold
On the floor where you left them
Oh so many nights ago
I still look on the horizon
Praying for a glimpse of your face
On certain nights
I can feel your warmth
As if you were there
I fall to my knees
Whisper my pleads
Maybe you can hear
No matter the time that passes
I cannot forget the man
He revived my soul
Pulse of my heart
Stole my trust
Alas! For the traveler took so much more……..
I will wait for him forever on the moor.


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Last Words

Unknown thoughts
Wandering memories
Last words
Thinking of him
Kills what we had
Past memories
Lovely remembrance
Every night
Lied under the moonlight
Casual kisses
Warmth of hugs
Locked hands
Gentle touch
Loving thee’
Next to me
Lost in your eyes
Heart on heart
Lying back
Whispering things
Feelings of want
Over thinking
You still wander
Discovering hands
Closer it seems
Hearts beating
Constant motion
Over thinking
Feelings of regret
Stop and wondering
If it’s what I want yet
Over thinking
Before you gave in
Last words


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Competition

Competition is over, was good
In all you cheated and lied
I died, I let you take all my pride
Figured you out, nothing left to hide

Competition to come home? Not good
You check your men at the door
I died, I let you suck all my pride
You should've stood up for me, no more

Competition for time? Not my treat
She wanted a good romp with you now
I died, I let you suck all my pride
Your way late, face tried to show no blow

Competition for show? Not from me
To her, it screams “look at me”
I died, I let you suck all my pride
Probably face down, no one will see

1/5/2013

Competition for screams? So not me
Calls me racist, immature
I died, I let you suck all my pride
She doesn't know me, that's for damn sure

Competition for your ear. Yes sir!
Not once did you force withdraw
I died, I let you suck all my pride
This is one way love, pain is so raw

Competition is over..no more. 
I'll concentrate it elsewhere
I died, I let you suck all my pride
There's more to life than dealing with you


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One more memory

To mine let it be true
Can I ask one thing of you
One last memory is all I say is it too much
I daze to see your face, I tremble in your embrace
I shed a tear for you please thine be true
One more memory of your body to caress and nothing less
I need you now tonight will it be right
I see the changing of the leaves
I feel the birds begin to fly
and I softly mention to you should I take another ride
To mine let it be true one more memory is all I ask of you
My heart it feels so sorrowful to see you in this winter will you be shy
I feel the motion of the planets realign in our eyes
I designate my shadow just to feel alive
For a pigeon knows her shadow and for that it may be enough
But for me its a reflection in a memory that must show up


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An 02h00 Scribble

a 2:00 AM scribble...

'twas but a lifetime ago
when she floated as if in a dream

when the whistling winds
called out her name

while the truth was revealed
of her love supreme

she walked into the barren landscape of my world

and carved-up an exclusive place

excising the pain as the standard of love fluttered in the breeze once it was unfurled

she walked into the solitary vacuum of a heart rendered mute

instilling in that heart a passion that became impossible to refute

a passion blazing with renewed belief

with solitude consigned to the shadows

and despair shunned into the night like an scurrying thief

her touch was gentle, her manner warm and light

her love an endless sea of possibility

washing up against the shores of my moonless night

and when that burst of colour came through

like a dozen rainbows in the monsoon twilight

her face like a revelation shone

as I silently, in awe, gazed at that miraculous sight

and though a lifetime ago it seems

she regularly dances between the cotton-wool clouds of my dreams

and she infuses my each and evey moment with a love so strong

that effortlessly soothes me knowing that I belong

in the haven of her warm embrace

as I gaze lovingly 
at her wondrous face

and into those eyes that pull me closer into the ocean of desire

while my spirit soars up into the heavens, ever so higher

it takes but a moment with her to know

that these feelings shall prevail

for they diminish not, as they continually grow

spawning a paradisical garden of emotion and love

and being entwined in her arms seems like a gift from above

for here is where I always hope to be

anchored safely by her side, and not adrift in the emptiness of the vast lonesome sea

so allow me to thank thee
for the lifeline you cast as I lay drowning in thought

and for being the treasure trove of love that I have always sought

so stay well, sweet one
and remember me once or twice in a moon of blue

and know forever that these scribbled words

are deeply felt and forever shall be, eternally true...




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Where Frozen Embers Still Burn

           Where Frozen Embers Still Burn

Canyons scorched over time by an overburdened sun lust
A desolate lost soul still wonders blindly back
On that past, the darkened prairie grass, and covered dust
Where rain fell, love began, then turned icy black

Confused, buried through time, recalling if you ever were mine
Glimmers of gold discovered there that memories retain
Scattered rocks, sharper than my mind, thoughts refined
Landscape with solid features remains untainted in refrain  

Our love was silent born on golden morning’s mist
Only a sad sun remembers everything that lasts
Silence in the quiet open air recounts every little kiss 
Forgetting nothing in the embers of our souls that passed

Cold winters ice etched us beyond simple lust
 Memory retains those golden laws of life divine
Still keep their secrets silent born in trust 
Covers that distant morning when you were mine


Entered Rhonda Johnson-Saunder's Poetry Contest on 12/23/14 "Your Best Romantic Poem of 2014"  Original Post 8/18/14 


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five days ride

laying in a five days ride
time concealing more than wishes
"clean like the stains on burgundy dishes"
remember the moment you forgot it all
keeping it september like you remembered it all

we saw the world and lost everything
time is brutal, consider the trust
"irony itself was a weapon of coarse"
but do you remember the moment you forgot it all
keeping it september like you remembered it all

were going no where babe
and tomorrows pretty much the same
sleeping in a bag damaged lullaby's
laying on mercury sheets
trying to make the memory a melody
at a time to be wanted was a felony in hand
and peace resembled a fairytale untold
i'm going to finish this life and head into the next
like a moment rumored for dying head lights
we were just dimming to be precise
i'll see you when you get there
gray and old
young and beautiful
the past is right where it belongs
sincerely,
the last man to put "i love you" in a song

"time exposed us all but we just kept moving on" 


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The cheating sin

She comes home to a silent room
Waiting for the greeting that she yearned to hear each day
Instead the noise that met her ear
Was of the most surprise to her
It was moaning and a groaning
And something she has never heard
She walked around to see what it was
In her mind she already knew
There he was and there she was
staring in each others eyes
Caught in the mist of the action
That just ruined both of their lives
She ran out so fast but didn't know where to go 
But her mind was way ahead
She put the car in reverse and skidded down the street
Before he ever could reach the door
She never talked to him again
But her heart wanted to each day
He cheated and she couldn't believe it
That was the end of their days
Years went by and she is trying to forget
But the pain keeps seeping back in
So uncontrollable, so unfathomable
She just wanted to the pain to end
Slowly and surely she drank away every hurt in her body
Till the night she drove herself off that cliff
Into the water that remained below
She did it  because her heart couldn't be mended 
Nor fixed of all the pain
He will never get to see her face
But will always remember her pain


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Memorys of You and I

I remember the first time our eyes
met.  A cheerful exchange of our
love confession led to the magic
of love making, and fire filled eyes.
I recall the very way your body 
moved as you blended your soul
into mine.  We cascaded down the 
bed in a true experience of savage
harmony.  Never in our lives had 
we imagined such a beautiful act
could stop time in its tracks, and render
speechless mouths behind dirty minds.
I remember the first time you said you
loved me.  As i returned the remark,
I concluded that never again would
truer words be spoken.
I remember when you graced my life
with a true reason to hold on.
I remember the love.
I live this memory everyday.
Everyday and night.

D.R.L.


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ONCE UPON A DAMSEL

The very first time i saw her
Looking stunning and radiant like summer flowers
Her sweet smell would make jasmine and lavender green with envy
With a pretty smile that would make the heart skipped a beat.
Suddenly the unthinkable happened......i panicked
Could this paragon of beauty ever love me?
What if i expressed my desire and she said no?
What if she got angry and never spoke to me again?
When all the while I was suffering in silence making crazy excuses 
she was truly in love and waiting for me to ask.
.


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Socrates

Oh dear heart alive!
Will you free me from this circular prison?
The everlasting soul
Whimpers
In her corner with no hand to hold
All the motions resume
And the virtue of men remain unresolved
Wandering through the poet's art.
Green is still green under the sky's unfaltering blue.
If only her hands were smooth
Then life wouldn't be so cruel.


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Korean Commas

What am I to say to you dear sweet Jim
You have chased me away and now I am gone
But what about you broken by your promises
To me it's a sad old song, you've been gone for way to long
I doubt you knew, fondly whispered memories- same old song
For me there is and will be nothing left to do
You could never now complete the man I knew
The words were clear I was left in the shadows now with out you
Same old memories same old you I cried untill heavens turned blue
I am not ready for challenge I will not play the game
I am still hurt from the memories, hiding from the pain
Embarrassed becasue I am left standing here this way
Alone because of a man whose arms I have held so long
Caught burying worries and facing all the blame
But what about you, forgive yourself and start again 
You'll be the same old guy to all of them


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Untitled

This is an unfinished poem about break-up.

Crossing journeys once again, this time more of an accident, I lay my hand, up, gently on your shoulder. The subtle fact that touch revealed, that my kisses had been healed. This time my love, I knew it was over. This time my love, this time it is over. I held the door open for you, Speak low, my love, for you are through with crying every time you hear the laughter. I strained to hold it open wide, so you passed me with a hint of pride. In such a way that made me seek some shelter. In a way that made me seek some shelter. Summer rain around the pool, you think, oh my, it's beautiful, but you didn't see the sign there, through your raincoat. The one that said no diving no control did hold you back, and you dove right in just as it was raining. Yes, you dove right in just before it was storming.


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In strength's ageing wane

In strengths aging wane
As joints ache with creaking pain
Lies a heart still and pensive
Beneath hands folded restive
	
And as thought ponders life
Against a calendar of love and strife
The eyes brim up with feelings weary
As vision fades in eyes so teary

But then as memory plays
Sepia thoughts of olden days
The heart smiles ever faintly
On moments blessed and seconds saintly

Of children playing loud
Screaming pleasure laughing shout
In back-yards’ blue splashed pools
Before routine and time and class and schools

But then as the memory embers fade
To grey ash and pre-dusk shade
The warmth of love still remains
The soothe the heart and aches and pains


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A Beautiful NIghtmare

I screamed your name in the night
Risen from my nightmare 
You lingered in the darkness around me
Taking from me my chance for light 
 
I tried to forget you, how i tried!
But you stayed with me, unwilling
You haunted my days with memories
So strong I died
 
I tasted you in the air, in life
I felt you on the breeze
I saw you in every face
And it cuts like a dull knife
 
How I hated the very mention of you
I wished for your death, for mine
Any escape from this existence
This pain you brought anew
 
Your presense haunted me
It haunts me still
You are the beast in the shadow
Thats still chasing me
 
Your touch was my ultimate pain
My one true pleasure
The memory of that passion
Drives me insane
 
Your lips were liquid fire
Your tongue molten lava
Their memory....my revulsion
And my one desire
 
Your eyes were sapphire lakes
And I was the wind on their surface
The love remembered there
Was too real to be fake
 
And now here I stand, pretend bold
Haunted by your love
The memory of your touch
And a fire that now grows cold.


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Can I Write You

Can I write you
Can I slip into your eyes
In search of words to describe

May I move as a soft caress
Upon your skin
So as to fill my pages

Can I bathe within
The trance of your beauty
Gathering words of poetry

May I capture your glow
Your warmth, your smile…
Your memory

For life has been upon me such
That I know
I cannot long hold you

For an angel never could be held

But if you will
Might I hold you dear, forever
Upon the weathered linen pages
Of my mind


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Remnants

The house now quiet, the family gone.
She looked down into her hands resting on the table top
There lay the  remnants of her life.
The scars and pains of another time
The mark of the cut made on her palm
from the baby food tin when she was thirty.
Her bitten nails torn and ragged.
She smiled at the little pains and pleasure there.

There on the back of her hand a little blood 
from a careless scratch from her youngest's new dog.
The knuckles swollen  and painful.
from the years Splitting fish at the fish plant.
How many fish had she reduced to food?
Was it now the other side of the ledger, the fish seeking pay.

Hints of psoriasis on the backs of her hands 
The worry of  that, all that, all her life. 
The first diagnosis when she was seven.
the pain and shame of it as a girl and woman.
Oh how she used to cover herself.
How she wanted to be beautiful for him.

The black ink stains from her leaky pen 
on her writing fingers.
They told of all the lists that she had made 
of food and household stuff.
 And, she paused, the poems too 
Her poems, how they pour from her, 
and completed her, filled her
with aches and delights.

she smiled gently then at 
the smell of the gentle cream
 that she put on her hands today
after she had washed her 
oldest daughters newest baby.

The rings that marked her love, 
she heard him in another part of the house.  
The engagement ring received
the day she went to his bed.
the wedding ring she saw 
the day they married. 
Should she have worn white.
That day it rained and rained
and she was so happy.
forty years since those raindrops
and that ring had been made

She looked deeply at her hands
and could not see the tears that had fallen there
Tears for her first baby gone
tears for the worry and fears of a good life

He came into the room 
and walking by He touched her.
never a word said as he went on into another room.
She raised her head and watched him
and smiled deeply at his back.
She was happy.

Paddi march 15 Dec 2013.
#6 visual
Sorry its too long but it wanted to be longer than 22 lines. 
so I expect it to be Disqualified but I wrote it for  your  "with these hands"
So, anyway, thank you for the idea, I am pleased with what your prompt produced.


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WHEN YOU WERE BORN

When you were born
I was sure you were 
the most remarkable thing
on the planet
as you grew         I knew it was true
everything    I had experienced     paled
in the light of          who you were
and the     privilege    of knowing you 
an   empty   life became   full
darkness        became    light
no   thing men value         could compare
to what         is you 

How many cries   beneath  those eyes
how much of you will    I ever see
guess you're         a lot like me

I have never celebrated     my body
I never        cried for you 
I shared        nothing 
but you        asked me to 
and I         never asked you 
I told you          no stories
for I cannot       share the pain
as I was          taught
that my outside     should never betray 
my inside
What I feel         I must never show
so that you       would never know
"to be seen          and not heard "
not allowed         to speak any word 

your body is for        service
close your          eyes    and MIND (behave)
I'm sorry my children     that
I gave this              legacy to you
the mother     you never knew
I have so few memories            of kindness
and nearly            none           of love
I have tried          to give    you
all that           I had and 
I don't believe       in myself  that 
it could ever        be enough
I have been      trying all my life
to learn         how to love
I must let you go
to make this         journey yourselves
I would         be privileged
to make this           journey with you
and I really don't     want
you focused            on the past anyway
I want       you        looking for love
and   happiness      cause I'm still
looking for it         too 
but you all         have given 
my happy memories
(and I still think for you they were too few)

Psalm 139
3 For you formed my inward parts;
    you knitted me together in my mother's womb.
14 I praise you, for I am fearfully and wonderfully made.
Wonderful are your works;
    my soul knows it very well.
15 My frame was not hidden from you,
when I was being made in secret,
    intricately woven in the depths of the earth.
16 Your eyes saw my unformed substance;
in your book were written, every one of them,
    the days that were formed for me,
    when as yet there was none of them.

COPYRIGHT © 2014 C Michael Miller
via Duboff Law Group LLC


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The One Thing I Will Always Own, but then I Don't

It’s confusing
All of the voices in my head
It’s like I don’t know who I am anymore
I’m not me
And I’m defiantly not the people in here
I’ve disappeared
Yet… I haven’t
because every day I look through 
someone else’s eyes
Because I have been unwound so many times
Yet I still go on
I have seen life
I have seen death
I have died, and that’s saying something
I can’t remember how to speak
How to taste or how to smell
I can only remember how to think
But that’s not doing me too well
Considering I can’t remember how to yell
How to say IM STILL HERE
And ask my parents to undo it
But they are probably dead and gone too
Unlike you	
Or me
Or whoever this person may be
So I get no choice in the matter
Because I have memories too
Even if I am missing some of them
I remember my sixth birthday
Wetting my pants on the bouncy house, 
And saying it was sprite I spilled,
But my mother new better
She swept me away 
And saved the day
By getting me a new pair of pants
I remember
The first girl I kissed
How she tasted on my lips
And that time that I danced with her
With no music playing
But the worst of all
Is that I can’t remember her face
She had a button nose
And long blond hair
Beautiful green eyes
And a serious stare
But when I try to put it together
And trust me I do try
I lose myself in the thought
And begin to try and cry
But I can’t remember how
The least I can get out is a sigh
Because I don’t control myself anymore
Because it’s not me
And I don’t control how to cry
The other people in here
Don’t care about her like I do
They don’t remember how she pleaded
With my parents to keep me alive
Saying she could help me do better in school
As if
I was a horrible student
But I don’t remember my grades
Cause I’ve lost that part of my brain
I also can’t feel the rain
On my shoulders from that night
With someone 
But who
I can’t remember 
That was cut out too




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Larkland

Dark silhouette,
echoing thought.
Calling my name,
my heart soon caught.
Familiar stranger,
treading my dream.
Always calling 
from betwixt and between.


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Remember

Remember when you strolled with me
And dreaming came so easily
A future filled with what can be
And all the world was ours to see

Remember how we set cares free
With smiles and sighs in constant view
As we made one more memory
Delighting in our fantasy

Each wish a kiss passed happily
Remember how we used to do
As closer and familiar grew
And time would come to claim its fee

Was this the promise we were due
Was this what all our Joy led to
Remember lest a dream is through
And tears will be our destiny

Soft morning brings a spring anew
I take your hand to know it’s true
For what is time for lovers who
Remember that I still love you


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I Think of You Coming Home

I try not to dwell on your absence.
but I am conveyed by romance
to reminisce of the times we shared.

It's painful to re-live our happy hours
and to only think of them as memories,
just specks of time and illusions that

impeccably portrays a happy life.
I wonder the moment you will be back
as a stronger man and a smarter man.

During the absence you are away, you
are trained and taught as a better man,
as a fighter and as a healer for our nation.

And though over time you may change
while we are parted away,
I pray that your heart and spirit stays

the same and that our love remains.
These nights, all I do when I lay alone
is think of you coming home.


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Rain in the City

as the rain falls on the city

all words

seem drenched

running like worthless ink off meaningless paper

yet

the rain falls incessantly on

in sheets of glassy vehemence

tearing my thoughts apart

splintering the fragile truce of this night

words, just worthless words

floating by

wrestling me to the ground

worthless words

devoid of all feeling, and of everything that should be true

disjointed and hollow

as my thoughts in melancholic comfort wallow

wrapping me in a shroud of accepted gloom

a vain cloak of indulgence, 
while revelling in the impending doom

and still the rain keeps pouring

clipping the wings of my dreams

that are no longer intent on soaring

but why do i subject you

to all this idle and quite bitter chatter

for when all is said and done and scribbled

will any of this matter?

so i take leave of you, yet again

as i surrender 

to the lunacy of the sane

and to the whipping

of the cold, biting harrowing rain...


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Reminiscence

A memory forgone.
A memory of long ago.
A once in a while smile as my day goes on.
Every moment longing to and fro.
As the morning rises and the day dose yet set I can see it as if it were yet here.
Uneasy as I go on further away from my memory.
Is  it a lose or a gain as I strain to hear?
How I yearn so for the days of no hurry.
I know too whence I need be, yet I reminisce  of things forgone.
A kiss like the morning dew on a rose.
A memory and a treasure buried in my heart as if a throng.
How I missed you even before the sun arose.



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SSRI's and I

SSRI's and I ...


... the sounds of thoughts clattering, my neurones sparking,
like Dylan said, my morning recedes jingling and a-jangling,

worn down by this leaden knot, tearing my insides out,
the cacophony drowned in a whisper, lost in a silent shout,

dreams and screams scratching the back of my dry throat,
caged in, liberation hovering like a mirage beyond the moat.


I claw my way, slowly, through a thicket of solitude,
feeling my emotions peeling, stung by unseen nettles,

crawling to an open field, to rest, beneath a sky ablaze with stars,
as my mind glides, brushing the soft grass as it peacefully settles ...







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Bundles

Sacred Bundles                       

 I want to build a fantasy
         And save it in a dream
And wrap it up in maple leaves
         Collected near the stream.

It would be a sacred Bundle
          Forever guarding me and you,
And the tokens--none would see but us--
         Will keep our hears sincere and true.

We would save a bunch of kisses
          Each one in an amber stone,
And hugs as strong as both your arms
          To hold us when we lie alone.

We'd collect a few forget-me-nots
          To hold a cluster of tender tears
 A calcite crystal from the hills
          It is the jewel of empty years. 

We'll save a bit of moss in there
         A reminder of the bank where we
Lay side by side with tender touches
        and you smiled as You made love to me. 

We'll tie our Bundle with the lines
       From Grandma Spider's web.
And hide it all in a sacred cave
        Near the place we made our bed. 


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Summer Breeze

An occasional breeze 
Like your gentle touch
Makes my heart skip a beat with a breath taking rush

This hot summer night takes my mind to your skin, so sweet and moist,
The scent of your neck 
The sound of your voice. 

The rustle of trees mixed with the sweet song of birds 
Fills me with peace 
Remembering those words

"I love this, I love you"
This is the place
Your beautiful face,
Eyes I know see me
With true love complete.

Dusk turns to night
And crickets chirp now
As darkness surrounds me
I remember just how
It tasted to kiss you,
you in my arms. 

It's never left me
Not a smile or a kiss
I feel still the same-
Still feel all of this. 












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In the Trenches, In Love


In the Trenches, In Love


Digging deep, entrenched,
barricaded against love's bayonet,
securing the heart,
impregnable, shielded,

but,
love breaches the lines.

The defences crumble,
walls of steel melt away,
shields are lowered, 
minefields disappear,

as,
love overwhelms the night.


Alone now, desolate, exposed,
my embattled heart lies injured,
the fatal blow being dealt by you,

in the trenches, in love.



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Waiting on That Call

If only I could kiss u as many times as I shed a tear last night.
I wish i were older. I wish people would  realize we are just two lonely kids trying to find a way in this world. I hope when the time comes for us to meet again we don't regret a thing. We will work out perfect we won't have to make anyone happy but ourselves. But for now, goodbye. I hope your life is as fun and amazing as you have made my life these past few months. I hope your successful, and I hope you find someone who loves you as much as I do. I hope you are happy in everything you do. Anyone who is yours is really lucky. Just know that when you need me to keep our promise, to find and fall back in love with each other, I'm where I always said I would be, waiting on that call, and on that day my life will be complete.


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The Heart

The Lost Heart

If it beats_ _ it still respires
if it aches _ It still senses
if it breaks _ it still feels
if it qualms _ it still rectifies

if it hurts _ it still dears
if it crawls _ it still mooches
if it desires _ it still floats
if it’s alone _ it still misses

if it sleeps _ it still glares
if it stops _ it still fears
if it bleeds _ it still cares
if it dies _ it still fades


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Holler If You Here Me

I knew no other way to cry out and release this happening. 
I didn't intend to hurt you, I didn't intend for fantasies to hold truths outside my house yearning!
Passion can’t lift itself from this notepad fast enough and express the light outlining the shadows of my zombies. 
I am here but my mind is where my heart dreams to be. 
I’m screaming at the top of my lungs so that each sound captures its on solo. 
Do you hear me?
Standing in the sands of time the distance reels off mirages of us that could be while quick sand consumes the actuality of us. 
Voids are unavoidable due to the strength of inanimate objects called LOVED OWED!
I can’t make your heart feel something it wont just as I cant make my soul pretend to feel. 
Undress me naked and read the bold prints that define all of me as I am. 
Ink tattooed deep in the canvas of my skin. 
Damn holler if you here me because imma speak softly so I know you are listening. 
This is a one chapter, one page, one word hard shell book. 
Write your adventure with the second chapter, the second page..... The second word!


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Remember When

Remember when I met you then
Clouds awash to fill that bar
For you held my heart the instant we passed

Remember when our lips embraced
My heart screamed out to savour your taste
As our bodies melded in that rented room

Remember when we lay in that van
All arms and legs listening to that band
On eighty miles of endless sand

Remember when we swam in that pool
A wedge in the rock to provide us relief
As fish nibbled away on toes and feet

Remember when we camped at Leveque
Our moonlight strolls in nothing but each other
Listening to the waves as we loved one another

I remember when you stepped on that jetty
The sun revealing what was hidden in white
That only I, would see later that night

I remember when you took that call
That would change some part of your beautiful world
That only time can hope to give back

Remember when our son was born
Him trying to suckle whilst given a cuddle
As his mother’s boobs were left in a muddle

Remember when the “Little King” 
Was plucked from your womb with possible palsy 
His little collar broken, among tears so salty

I will forever remember, that the light in your heart
Will forever shine and provide that spark
To a family of boys, and a husband, whose heart you hold


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Eairlest Memory

My earliest memory is rather sad
I watched my mother die
Only memory of her I ever had
Through all the tears I cry

Some poems seem so hard to write
Will the pain never end?
Poetry to me is a spiritual fight
One that I hope to win

Most painful memory I can’t forget
One I cannot let go
It is a pain that I’ll never regret
Because I love her so

I don’t understand what a meter is
Or if I ever will
But I know that this truthful rhyme
Expresses how I feel


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Still

To you my heart has loved
and to the same you
my heart was beaten..
To you, I found life
and to the same you
I have died
To you I took chances
and to the same you
I learned not again
To you I found hope
and to the same you
I met despair
To you I found love
and to the same you
I felt pain
But I still love you
years walked by, I still do
and maybe even to the afterlife
I still will..


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My heart is 104 degrees

There are five missed phone calls from you.
One voice message.
You've even tried to mail me a letter.
Desperation suits you, makes you kinder.
You keep trying to inch your way back in,
thinking you'll find a little shade here,
somewhere cool to rest your head.
But you have picked so much at my roots,
the earth is now dry and barren.
And even if I cried a thousand tears,
baby, these are still drought-like conditions.
Nothing can grow here
anymore.


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The Deluge

The Deluge.

finally the deluge

skipping in rhythmic heartbeats
the softly sprinkling rain

hums and lulls and cajoles and comforts
the weary evening
 
glistening leaves
on beaming trees
 
blades of grass shimmer
like rough diamonds strewn about
 
and settling in my heart
is the softly lilting touch
of peace
of truth
 
of the rain clearing away
the debris of this passing day
 


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self-indulgent blues

self-indulgent blues...


my voice is hoarse
from the silence of my relentless screams

my very self rots
in the darkened cave of my misplaced dreams

all of everything that once kept the knotted peace
is now tattered and in pieces

twisting in the howling wind of the futile present

wasting away with each breath that it thirstily seizes

when all is gained yet all seems sour and effortlessly lost

the remnants of each day wind up counting the dreadful cost

of an emptiness embraced and a solitude ushered deep inside

of a lost mind and a wandering soul

aimlessly stumbling for a place to hide

when thirty eight years seems far too late

to clamber out of this worthless state

and when another day seems entangled in the frayed strands of pitiless fate

it reduces the sum of all that has been lived

to a soiled emotionless moment of deadened grace

while the wandering soul drifts further away 

from ports of call into emptier space

where will all this dock if ever at all

the flailing untethered emotions diving as they keel over and fall

down into the crevasse of nothingness in the end

breaking and shattering further 

all that now has become impossible to mend

while the lunatic within refuses to bend

like a wound that festers ever on and on
becoming fruitless to tend

so much effort to churn out such pitiful verse and pathetic rhyme

worth nothing at all
today, tomorrow
or in a month's time

so as this pen is laid down tonight

it is surrendered gladly
for i'm far too fatigued to fight...


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And Even If

Walking into the bookstore with my mind as heavy as a drooping satellite,

I look up at a cafe timeline of the famous thinkers who split mind

and matter apart and onto a piece of paper, and I am granted with the pleasure of 

enjoying my first silent movie. My steps follow forward, and my eyes capture each

author’s life story portrait by portrait. 

And then I bump into her.

It takes me an entire ten seconds to realize it has taken me ten years

to realize what tough love really feels like. I rub my shoulder, look up,

and immediately I forget what time my heart told me it was.

And even if I only stare into your colors for three seconds, and I stand fixated

to the sticky floor since my frappuchino splashed

across my feet, the magic of a planet's rotation, atmosphere, and gravity has set

my satellite on a course to love again. 

And to believe that it is until just now that I remember that I forgot to ask, "How are you?"


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Reflex Theory

The body draws from 
memory and shifts
its full weight unto the day.
I draw you close to me 
to such a proximity through
unnamed memories as if 
today
were yesterday.

I draw you at a distance
through memories that 
have become subtitled 
photography.

                                                                  The day is full of this balance.
My body is drawing from memory.

The full day is heavy in its totality
but these unnamed memories are
weightless—an unfinished count
of eyelashes
86,440/sec of weightless day.
1440/mins---weightless words telling 
stories in the 1st person;
I was you.

The balance is
                                                                            Coy
A shift in either direction
and it will swallow me
whole.

I draw on your memory 
fully 
through the weight of the day.


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Night

night falls
wounded by the days' plight

night consumes
all the hopeful fractured splinters of light

night recedes
into its desolate lair

night extinguishes
the roaring furnace of despair

night hides
from a bubbling desire reaching out to feel

night flees
leaving the jilted to bow down and kneel

night soars
breaking the chains of isolation

night rots
in the cellars of time's vacuum of desolation

night devours
the travails of the day that has past

night mends
the wounds that once were doomed to last

night returns 
faithfully as the day must retire

night settles
the doomed voices that mutter and conspire
night consoles
the weary mind and the restless heart so torn
night placates
knowing that night itself is darkest just before a new dawn

so

night freezes
all snapshots of the passing day

as

night embraces
the new while the old simply fades away


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A Broken Blade of Grass

the broken blade of grass
trampled by random fate
lies shattered on the cold
ground

the oblivious slayer of hearts
saunters away nonchalantly 
to a destination never to be found

where can I stumble to in this crazy beautiful vivid insane ugly real place that once was mine

when all that's left behind 
is the cacophony of merciless
sound and while for silence I achingly pine

but in the end...

it all adds up to nought while that bitter taste persIsts and lingers

while we allow the magical moments to slip through our blistered fingers

until we awake one day from our innured dream that we cling onto while we sleep

finally conceding that beyond mere words, we were hardly ever, that deep

on the contrary, rather shallow we have been as we continue to shovel emptiness into that space so hollow

while lulling ourselves with the promise of the past, and ignoring the freshness of the morrow

a tomorrow filled with peace

a tomorrow once captive, but now on the brink of release

a tomorrow not consumed by the wasted time of the bygone past

but a tomorrow brimming with a gentleness meant to forever last...


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For Dr Martin Luther King Jr

For Reverend Dr. Martin Luther King Jr.
 
You had a dream
of pastures of peace
where children of all hues mingled like rainbows
 
they silenced you, but your voice
resounds now in those pastures
not yet of peace
 
and your dream is still a dream
the dream you dreamt while others slept
 
you said that you’d been to the mountain-top
and they silenced your voice just then
before your eyes saw that promised land
of pastures of peace where children of all hues mingle like rainbows
 
now your vision is glimpsed in some pastures
not yet of peace
and yes, they silenced your voice
but your spirit their bullets could never tear apart
your spirit, like your dream
is mingled with the wind in all those pastures
not yet of peace
and until we give life to your dream
those pasture of peace
where children of all hues mingle like rainbows
shall remain simply your dream
so as we remember you today
and pledge that those pastures of peace
are nourished first in each of us
for only then will your dream will take root
and blossom into our shared dream
and the view from the mountain-top,
radiant and bright and full of hope shall seem
 
where children of all hues mingle like rainbows
 
 
 
 


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A Haunting Whisper

A haunting whisper in the night
A memory of past delight
Is hiding somewhere out of sight
To try and fix what wasn’t right

Familiar voice it calls to me
With promises to set me free
And dreams of all that yet might be
A brighter side to destiny

And as it sang throughout the night
What hidden secrets were set free
The once was lost now came to be
Strange memories I couldn’t right

Familiar voice came over me
With all the victims of delight
Till teardrops come to ease my sight
These footsteps of my destiny

I saw the way to ease the right
It took my hand and gave me sight
Was this the price of my delight
A haunting whisper in the night


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Heaven's waiting

She hopes again for love; casting her beauty as bait
each day into the sea of loneliness that eagerly awaits

Her soul yearns so for its mate; a missing link to living
that she lost and cannot find; and yet, she keeps on giving

Her heart, it breaks for those she meets who've also lost their way
in this world of emptiness; she hopes today will be the day

She meets the one, the only one, who can know her deep abyss
the one, like her who'll always search, for the one they truly miss

She'll know this one, this one who'll know his truly rightful place
who forever, in their eyes and minds is never to replace

Their memories of the lost love they'll  forever be celebrating,
the ones they keep their love safe for, the ones in heaven waiting


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Old Red

Old Red

Old Red woke the world as blazing sun was about to rise
 he was the world in a young child's tender heart and eyes
Sweet are those memories of Old Red 's many escapades
 his chasing away our loved Tomcat on his many little raids

Each day we needed not any old blaring electric alarm
 for Old Red was there doing such fine duties on our farm
The hens he kept so very safe, free from any great harm
 he was loved for his call, beauty and so very great charm

My Dad gave him , a little chick as a very special gift to me
 a most sweet morning that was, a future great love to be!
Over the next six years both our loves did so happily grow
 Old Red was exceptional and did truly my great love know

Everyday, I doing my chores and I kept him quite well fed
 nightly I journeyed forth to check him before going to bed
Locking up, protecting my Red from predators so very bad
 every morning hearing his blaring call so very, very  glad!

A young boy of eleven woke to a sad and fateful event 
 Old Red was about to find his last earthly hours spent
Dad had seen Old Red's duties were not quite up to par
 time to do his duty send Red to a kitchen not so very far 

Having slept late , quickly did I jump up from my bed
 racing outside to greet my very sweet friend Old Red
Only to see Old Red about to be cut so very, very dead!
 down came the axe and quickly off came my Red's head!

Dad spoke, son you knew this would some day have to come
 that sooner or later Old Red would a family meal become
Then it struck me, all things must eventually go their way
 Old Red, my great friend, was never meant to forever stay!

So long ago , now both my "Reds" are so sadly passed away
 both in my memories are so loved , each in a very special way

Robert Lindley, 06-21-2014

I got "Old Red" when I was only 5 years old , lost him six years 
later at eleven years old. Lost my Dad only four years later. Life is a 
blessing but in it we lose so many things we dearly love.
Losing a mother, father or child , absolutely nothing hurts more!!!
Sadly, I lost my father far too soon and two newborn infants as a 
very young married man.
So very , very blessed to still have my mother!


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And it Was Good

I still remember you.

No matter how far I get,
halfway across the world or not;
whether or not it's been two whole years,
two long years where so very much has changed;
doesn't make a lick of difference.
Damn, I still remember us.

Just last week, on a day
when the rain fell on our group
as we examined relics of the past,
a little of my own shone through
as I described to a fellow
our first kiss.

He talked about how he liked rainy days,
because when they came around 
he used to go to his girl
with flowers and watch movies,
and it was great.

This reminded me, gloriously,
of how, on a day much like that,
when the rain made anything possible
and you glowed;
how we went in my front yard to stand beneath it.

And how you hopped, skipped, and danced,
seemingly on the wet air,
laughing lightly as you did -
how, then, I simply had to have a kiss from you,
and it was magic.

Just a few days ago, I examined my life,
and how my parents are proud of me.
They've been for some time, and it's only grown now,
with my job and the distance.

In that, I thought of what my father sacrificed,
for my brothers and me,
part of the reason I've walked the path I have.

This reminded me, wistfully,
of a time when he knew I despaired,
over being suddenly bereft of you -
and he took me for a drive.

He let me vent, let me discuss you;
let me show him with words
some of the memories that to this day
dance behind my eyes.

He let me talk about how down I was,
first discovered my poetry;
half of it, at that time, about you.
He let me go on and on, and gave his advice,
and it was great.

You see, even where I am now,
even though it's been so long;
even though I've been over this for some time -
even though I swore I wouldn't do it again;
I still remember us.

I still feel connected.

It's infinitely different now,
and feels more like an old friend
with some special caveats
and very special memories,
than any yearning for us again.

You and I;
hard to describe.

It was short-lived, but hard-hitting;
like the raging tempest that passes
faster than breath, faster than thought -
awesome.

All I hope is one day, for something so wondrous
to exist once more, for each of us;
whoever it ends up being.

Don't mistake my intentions -
this isn't a letter of longing for a love, a life long lost.
It's just a letter.

A letter remembering what you may or may not,
what I do;
what has passed.

It was good.


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Remember This Moment 78

The memory remains in my mind like a tattoo,
the way i used to hold you and look at you. 
Your touch was just right and your kiss was perfect,
if i could rewind the hands of time i would do it.

But the memory still remains in my heart,
the way we drew our love like an art.
Your golden blond hair sparkled even in the night,
is was so lovely i maybe even lost my sight. 

The music played with my hands on your hips,
maybe you didn't know how to move that's why i gave you tips.
Than when you understood the beat, you started to flow,
we moved together to the beat so nice and slow.

I can still feel the touch of your hands on my back,
the way you held me and you never looked back.
You are the one and only i told you before,
and i wasn't lying, i made it true into a default. 

Remember when you jumped into my arms at the sight of me, 
i held onto you hoping that, that feeling would never flee. 
We were so you and all so free,
but now i'm a million miles away, so just please remember me. 


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untitled

i remembered something you said
i think you said
 you loved me
it was all fake


just like my birth
use together was a mistake
you where a fake
in my heart
you where a liar
right from the start
burn this bridge
grab the fuel
i got the lighter
if i hear your voice
ill light you on fire

you loved me ounce
was my heart full of passion not your disire?
was my love a disastor?
the inside isnt so empty
my love wasnt plenty!
obviously.
your last thoughts are my rimidy
the outside wont live
unless i tear every vain from your chest
i wont go to sleep
unless i know you feel the same pain
i will wait in the rain
to see you feel the same
for what i plead
happened to me
smashed my chest
and left me to bleed

with out revenge
the thoughts will never end..


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Missing Pieces

Growing up different, growing up sad I was always watching this one kid who would make my day glad I'd go home and tell my mom that he was cute I'd go home and share with my mom my treasured loot He's always been in my classes --- since day one I remember telling my mom once --- she had a gorgeous son! Over the years that passed, every day his gorgeous face I witnessed However, to this day, I don't believe from me he's ever been kissed Always too shy to talk --- but be okay with meeting between school rooms Back before I was way too innocent to be interested in witches and brooms But something always about this kid constantly brightened my strife Infatuated about the childish dreams of one day becoming a big part of his life The very few words --- I can't quite remember But his name and face stayed with me and kept me warm all those Decembers Years and years and years went by I no longer saw your face But in my heart and head, the memory of you I embraced Moved on and had a family with someone out of mind & sight But for so many years I held onto you with a faded light Something like eleven or twelve we noticed where we stood But I moved and left you --- apparently it wasn't for good! Found you something like 11-15 years later now Moved on but held onto something powerful --- please don't ask me how! You still never left my heart --- now as it comes back to me in visions & waves The memory of you --- and the love that I should have a bit longer saved The boy that I watched for so many years --- the boy I should have devoted to Grows stronger as the days go by and the years that blew past and just flew Lately as I fit the missing pieces of my life to make sense of what's true It clearly makes perfect sense to me --- I should have devoted myself to you...


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Time Heals All Wounds

Today I couldn’t think of anything but you,
Cause your memory lingers in my mind.
It’s painful and makes me blue;
A way out I try to find,
Cause it’s killing me that I cant be with you.

Tonight I won’t be able to sleep,
Cause your voice will keep me awake.
My life your memory will reap;
All that has happened causes heartache,
Cause my feelings for you were truly deep.

Tomorrow my life will go on,
Cause I don't want to live in the past.
A reality now forgone;
This pain will somehow be surpassed,
And my feelings, someday, withdrawn.


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The Cut

I almost learned to forget you;
your hands, like ghosts
landing upon the
landscape of my body.
Your kisses, like bombs
that when thrown
were flung directly in between
my thighs.
Your words, like hope,
Like home.
I was learning to store it away,
like learning to ignore
the wind.
But I opened up a vein again.
I thought I'd find you there.
And what I found were
memories, like mistakes,
like scars that
just refuse to
fade.


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This Deserted Street

...walking down this deserted street

on rock-hewn shards tearing into blistered feet


the journey may be arduous and so very long

and the will may falter, the resolve may at times feel less strong


but the journey proceeds ever on

waging battle after minor battle, while the war of attrition rages on, never to be won


the destination, the culmination of the tortured soul's journey may never be attained

yet the spirit is infused with the strength, that from bitter lessons have been gained


thus the walk continues, the ceaseless trudging through this at times meaningless life

in joy, in misery, in the short moments of abundant plenty, and in the cold times of wretched strife


so it may come to pass on some distant, faraway day

when under the ground, in ashes we may lay


what then is the consolation of things accrued and possessions kept

when into this earth we shall return, to sleep like we have never slept


so picking up the pieces from here and there

the good, the bad, each one to share


and then leaving this realm to finally depart

back to the place where the whole saga may once again start


thinking not of morbid thoughts, no, none of this is that way meant

merely grasping the moments left, and in grasping them, to pause and think on how wisely they may be spent


for once the end knocks as it shall inevitably upon the door

and once the theatre of life's curtain drops to the stage floor

the grand truth may be something beyond what these eyes can see
yet the small truths may be the release that eventually set the caged soul free...


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I Can't Close My Eyes At Night

Once again I lie awake
for your memory remains within my mind.
The moment my eyelids rise to see
another day approaching me,
one by one they sink inside
filling, filling to the back of my eyes.
All the day through the images I see
remind me of another day, another time, another place
when I was yours and you were mine.
Back when our world together was carefree and complete
and everything was the way it still should be.
For awhile I smile and then it changes
as reality comes rushing back to me,
forcing me to remember I no longer have that,
I no longer live there, for tis' only a memory,
lost within a moment in time.
This feeling is indescribable for there are no words or ways
to speak or rhyme of this gutwrenching, 
manipulative unhappiness that is felt.
There's not one day that can fade away the memory of the moment when I chose to 
leave,
to leave the greatest life one could have known.
I ask myself day in and day out, 
"How could I be so blind?
How could I neglect to see,
my everything was there before me?"
It was nothing but teenage stupidity.
If anywhere in this world,
a time machine could be found,
I'd fly first thing to you.
I'd forget all my fears and I'd love you.
I'd love you with all my heart, 
with all my strength, all my mind.
I'd give everything I had to give,
and I'd be yours and you'd be mine.
When I see a picture I shed a tear,
If I listen to a song I wish you were near,
and as I say a prayer, I long for you to hear
all the things that were left unsaid,
how your heart was never fed the words, "I love you" 
the way it should've been so many times.
Once again I realize it's too late
for you've already found a new love.
I thought I had done the same, but figured out I was wrong,
therefore your memory still echoes on.
There will never be another quite like you
for my once in a lifetime chance for happiness
has already come and gone.
Finally, the daylight turns to dark
and as the hours slowly pass,
memories still lingering, not allowing me to rest.
Beginning to feel nostalgic for your embrace
I try and pass the time,
which is easier said than done.
Nothing can kill a memory
when the mind wants it to stay alive.
I lie in the bed, uncovered, not dead,
but more awake than ever before,
for one by one they sink inside
filling, filling to the back of my eyes. 
Scared to sleep for your face never hides.
Nevertheless I turn out the light.
Now you know why I can't close my eyes at night.


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Poem For My Grandfather

Our time together was the best
You were the father I never had
I looked up to you 
And you never once let me down. 
Remember when we grew that apple tree?
That was the best summer ever
We made that bench too.
We never could decide on the color
I wanted red and you wanted blue
Its still where we left it.
The last time you were able to go out 
and enjoy the air.
Then you got sick 
and I never once doubted 
that you would get better
Only you didn't
You were getting worse 
until you started slipping away
Away from me 
Away from life
And I cried and cried
Hoping, praying, begging god to make you better
But he didnt
On your last day 
The phone rang
And I knew
I couldnt answer it
Instead I broke down
The day after your funeral I painted our bench
Blue, just like you wanted.


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Ying and yang

Helpless yet secure
Calm but exited
Salty then dulcet
Hot rushes turn cold
Tousled when delicate
Perfect harmony


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Dirty Kiss

 The door slammed behind me and she grabbed me
Pulled me into her kiss
Hard and fast
Our lips met and so did our noses

I remember thinking
Under the flash of pain
Behind the sudden wash of tears
Within the gush of blood down my lips and chin

"This is sooo not how it looks in the movies" 

We kissed anyway.


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Cloud of Darkness

Dug in a hole with no way out

Searching for the light but still trapped with darkness

Troubled and confused with no one to reach out to

All I have is my little faith that is left

To cry and pray for forgiveness

A heart broken and yet alone

Where to go from here when all you have is yourself

The book closed where they are on the outside looking in

You are challenged and become weak and give up your will

Soon to realize its to late to trace back those tracks

To be endeared with the advice to wake up to reality

There may be no backbone to the solution but I have my heart and my will to do my best

To grasp as hard as possible to reach my faith and to never let go

To tighten my insecurities and make them hard to grab and conquer


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Does it bother you

Its been awhile and yet
You I can't forget
You found that someone new
And left me memories of you


Like a dream that won't go away
You live within my heart
Your memory shades my days
When will time allow the healing to start

You made it clear we were through
You told me to stop loving you
You said others would take your place
But your memories my heart can't erase

Your fingertips that touched my soul
Your body I long to hold
In your heart our fire died
In my heart our flame survives

Does it bother you
That I still love you
Does it bother you
That I can't set you free
Does it bother you
That I still love you
Does it bother you
For its killing me

Love is cruel
Makes us fools
You left yet remain
Each night I whisper your name

Does it bother you
That I still love you
Does it bother you 
That I can't set you free
Does it bother you
That I still love you
Does it bother you
For its killing me


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To Know

I never knew I would still be in love
And now find myself coming apart
There is no place to rest, lay down to nest
A tired heavy old heart, which is blessed
And feel as before, still loving you, even more
I never thought I could be so far away
And feel closer, than ever before
To love someone, to know as I do
I never knew it would be you
But each passing year and every new day
Is another to know and to say
That I never knew I would always be in love
And it would always be you								                           


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this is for you

i really love you
I seriously do
I don't want to leave
But you've got to believe
I don't belong here
Please do not fear
Everywhere you go
Just feel the soft wind blow
the love flow through your veins
Relieve all your aches and pains
just listen to the whispers
you will hear my voice...
I will always love you...
It will hurt really bad
perhaps make you terribly sad
just listen to your heart
and you will realize
It was only best
For me to die
Then you'll know I'll be safe
no more hurt
Just in peace


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Sea of confusion

Have you ever directed your attention to the sea? 
How unassuming she seems to be! 
Gently she laps back and forth, 
Unimaginable is her depth!  

Till! Suddenly! 
She seems to have been angered, 
Some invisible force has caused her, fury! 
She rages, unwilling, unable to be quietened, 
Then, just as suddenly, Silence! 

I would liken us, too, that sea. 
For we are inconsistent, just like she, 
Prone to sudden actions. 
Long spells of calm appreciation,
Under the surface reside, rage and fire.

Till something, we know not what, 
Sparks that fire under the surface. 
Then we rage for a time, unchecked! 
Then rest peacefully, the rage, momentarily quietened. 

We are unassuming, just as she. 
No one on face value would guess our fury. 
A mask of deceit we wear, just as confidently as she. 
A mask of unchecked power! 


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Remembered, A Desperate Plea

Remembered, A Desperate Plea


Summer of '74, sweet one you promised me
in a couple years I'll return you'll see
Forty years have now swiftly flown by
I see not you sun nor your sweet sky

Did you get so very lost out West
go on another mighty far away quest
Step into that gentle sweet goodnight
or catch angels on a homeward flight

'Twas July the eight that you flew away
O' how could I ever forget that sad day
So happy that you were California bound
you forgot to send word of what you found

Forty years and no word ever sent to me
never forgotten was your desperate plea
Wait my darling,  I will return as we plan
to my sweetest  love , my angel , my man

Summer of '74 so sad and so very long ago
you left me in loneliness no man should ever know
I saw your spirit as it took you away from me
never forgetting your cherished, desperate plea

Life and time could never, never fully erase
your love , smell , and beautiful smiling face

Robert J. Lindley,  07-08-2014


A man can love too much, too deep and too often,
the price he pays is as great as was the pleasure he 
thought he freely gained.Those lost often come back to 
haunt in sad memories the failures of youth!
Life takes it's payment and nobody gets by without paying 
one way or another..


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Pondering Life On A Cool Morn

Pondering Life On A Cool Morn 

Sitting here all thoughtful and so quite alone
shadow on the floor, cat is outside on the roam
House is so very quiet, empty and a bit cold
this brief spell was my entire life so long ago

Yet now just a silent temporarily lonely state
because my darling wife leaves early as of late
Our son to babysitter has so early just flown
too soon, too soon , a man then he'll be grown!

I sit in silence pondering such thoughts this morn
how tragic had our beloved son not ever been born
As the cool breeze eases into this large room
memories come calling with a splash and loud boom!

Immediately my heart stirs to take glowing flights
as those coins now give such brilliant new sights
The glow of love and a life now so very at peace
such treasures fill my heart and many joys unleash!

Robert J. Lindley, Feb 18, 2012

Found this write on a paper folded into a coat pocket 
in clothes we are donating to charity. I had simply forgot writing it!
My coat goes but my write stays and into my journal it will 
now be recorded.


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upset the gift

Upset the gift and turn towards the name an angel spit against stone.
Forget the memory of an incredible center; held true to use, spent less of names.
So may cold slaughter beg torment this named gift.
To replace your safety lies the heartless and parasites, forget their memory.
Another soul waiting to fill the gift and burning forward, sends lift, stands against stone.
Forget the memory of terrible difference; felt you prove, soothe, crept close from shame.
So may cold slaughter beg torment this named gift.


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Standing In Bitter Rain

Standing In Bitter Rain


Standing in this deep, lonesome rain
 confusion is my only friend
Agony of great death and pain
 as loss cries the weakness of mortal men!

Are we mortals destined for greater
 as we wander here ever so lost
Our end so often sooner than later
 is love only ever worth the high cost!

In this cold wetness the hurt only grows
 as seconds turn to dark blue hours
The loss of my sweetheart sadly shows
 bitter is the death of my loving flower!

Standing in this cold, hard wet chill
 love again only can ever save me
That thought tasting as a very bitter pill
 do I dare ever let go of my loving Amy!

Robert L.  05-17-2014



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The Visit

11:21 PM 9/27/01                         The Visit

I sit in splendor amongst the sun
Of an afternoon sky

Surrounded
I look below to see the stones
Skyward proud they stand

Some I know, most imagined
All the quieter now

Deer travel the fringes here
Off to the East a bit
Never to offend these resting souls
Passersby in life

In a moment of silence I sit......
Remembering 
How precious life can be

How voices no longer heard
Can resound within the soul
Lighten the sky in brilliance
Form clouds in shapes of love

Me in the afternoon sun
And you in my beating heart

A reflection of the day










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Burn A Memory

tears...
filled with the years of a love lost
..and of the cost
they have shed as i have bled
-- left scarred with wounds that never heal --
the kind of stuff that stays in your head
..just can't forget but can never reveal
-- man with an iron will --
determination of a mission
keeps "sanity" at the helm
patience is the struggle
that time must endure
to regain a new life
and a love re-born

*[ chorus ]*
burn a memory to fuel the fire
that drives desire even higher
no matter how much the mind will tire
endure what transpires or be labeled a liar

sworn to a quest with no end
this was known before it began
complete another cycle
and come back empty-handed
then start all over again
..this is how it is
..this is how it's been
good men commit to righteousness
while sinners continue to sin
where shall the pain be sent
to keep the shame dormant?
walking around in circles
feet now swollen and purple
precious time was ill-spent

*[ chorus ]*
burn a memory to fuel the fire
that drives desire even higher
no matter how much the mind will tire
endure what transpires or be labeled a liar

a lesson lived is a lesson learned
to look the other way
your head must turn
and to put it behind you
..just keep on walking...
ignore the ghosts of the past
that keep talking
haunting thoughts of an era forgot
-- some things are better not remembered --
all the blood dropped
from a merciless onslaught
just because no one surrendered
this is when no one wins
the pain still lingers
let's not pretend...
no need to point fingers

*[ chorus ]*
burn a memory to fuel the fire
that drives desire even higher
no matter how much the mind will tire
endure what transpires or be labeled a liar

no coward nor a quitter
more like a go-getter
staying clever is far better
walk with a clean conscience
factor out coincidence
mind set on retrieving the one thing
that is now just a memory
..forever wondering
-- surrender to the suffering --
strong is he
who overcomes misery
and doesn't proceed
to feed on self-pity

~Boz~


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The Curse of Unlimited Time

“Don’t forget to take your dose.”
My stomach in knots, as I shakily spoke.
“Baby, you know my death is coming close.”
“But mommy, I don’t want you to go.”

Doctors walked past,
Blurs of white stepping in and out fast,
As my mother and I tried to make the night last,
Pulling out memories and revisiting the past.

All of our ‘remember when’s’,
Made me wish I was there again,
Back when I thought there was time to spend,
With my mom, on who I could always depend.

“Why’d this have to happen now?”
My lips trembled as thoughts were spoken aloud.
“How can we change it, baby? Please, tell me how.”
“Cancer can’t take you! It’s not allowed!”

I crawled up beside her,
Beside my hero, my mother,
I heard the slow heart of my source of will-power,
And cursed the sickness that absorbed and devoured.

My mind rushed with things I needed to say,
Secrets that I kept so they’d stay out of the way.
But I was cut short as time ticked away,
And only one memory in my mind began to play.

“Remember when I started to cry,
That one day you never told me goodbye?
I always knew it was a silly reason why,
But you came back anyways and this was your reply.”

“My pretty little princess, I love you!
And I will always know you love me too.
So if I forget to say bye, please don’t be blue,
Because our bond is strong and will always stay true.”

The memory made up for things I couldn’t tell her,
And in this moment it made me feel the slightest bit better.
But yet all these emotions were flooding like water,
As I knew I was going to lose my mommy forever.

“I promise I love you baby, that’s all you need to know,”
And this time it was her voice that shakily spoke.
“I’m not scared of death, I’m just scared of letting you go.”
She winced in pain, death was too close.

“Mommy!” I screamed, scared out of my mind.
She smiled, then it faded as she laid there and died.
It’s indescribable what loss and longing I felt inside,
My mind went numb as I couldn’t bring myself to cry.

I need you,
I want you,
I miss you…

I love you mommy.


Dedicated to all who have lost their moms.
In sickness or old age,
Whatever it may have been,
This is for you.



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Now When It Snows

It was cold 
When we first met 
And you made it feel like home 
You were my safety net 
And I wanted to show you 
But you turned away 
you left me in this cold 
i had to learn the hard way

And now when it snows 
I think of you 
Holding my hand 
And warming my heart like you do 
And now when it rains 
I look at the ground 
The puddles reflect me 
And I see you somehow 
And now when the sun shines 
I hide away 
You taught me to bottle it up 
And to never be brave 
And now when it snows 
I feel my heart break 

Each snowflake that falls 
Is like another day 
I had to live without you 
And live with the pain 
Now not knowing 
Where you are 
I hope you’re in the cold 
Shivering hard 

No I don’t hate you 
But how could I 
I spent years loving you 
And I don’t even know why 
You were just cruel 
And distant and mean 
The things that you said 
You didn’t mean them to me 

And I hope you wonder 
About me 
And where I’m going 
And if I lose sleep 
If you’re wondering
Well I do 
But I’ve never been anywhere 
Colder than you


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Journeys

“Are you falling in love with her..?”

But there he looked onward, without a single way of direction
With logical reasoning behind him, he could not fathom the thought
It was as if something so absurd had lied down in front of him
From a hidden spot he never knew to look, 
The weight of the glass pulled him down
Like his thoughts.

She was rare in all her peculiarities 
Made up of every kind of purity known to man
She was everything and nothing all at once
A representation of all that he lacked, no matter the article
She made him decent, and in return he made her happy

His arm reached only for her
“Help me lose my mind” 
he uttered looking into her eyes in order to catch the despair 
Suddenly caught short of breath
The little bit of liqueur pestered him, like the voice
He thought to himself, 
There was only one pleading argument to if she’d ever say adieu
“I’m so much better when you’re around”
The words echoed in the back of his mind


Home never had an address, but a path
Where ever she set foot
He saw her spinning from the corner of his eyes
Free and alive 
But, she always held him
With all that she could
As if she was his only genuine believer.


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Spake

Do say my words
Touch your heart
Uplift your spirits
And stops time
Please love me enough
To stay
Don't turn from me
Don't walk away


Do say I am a beauty 
Of your eye that you
Will love me for a lifetime that those women don't
Have a chance with you
That I truly belong to 
You


Do say that as your wife
When you're sick I take away 
Your strife I mend your pain
I clear your name


You spoke one word:" Yes".
I took your love as kind
It stayed in mind


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Chained Memories

We took a walk to the park
In this white plain field
Glazing across the sky with the snow falling
Each snowflake kissing the earth..
One by one..

I felt like flying, I never thought I'll scrape my knee falling for you
But it happened
The way you looked at me..
All our memories will lie on my heart as we go
I will never forget the precious time we spent together
Now that you are gone, I cant forget about you
No matter how much time I try,
I always think about you in a blink of an eye

I hope you did not forget the memories we had 
Because I surly haven't forgotten mines


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Custer's Last Stand

No more need to really ever stare
Rarely see a lady fair
Gone are days when to be was bold
You Eyed them all
But now we're old
Funny how the years flew by
Same white clouds
Same blue sky
Just see with eyes
And aging bones
The babes pass by
Now they have their hand held phones
And when this fair sex passes by
I always smile
My age a lie
Other men may sit and frown
For me old age
Won't let me down
I'll never ever be a sage
But never write a final page
An active life
Can bury rage


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True Love In Photograph

Just one digit pressing
A breathing moment captured
Frozen mortal nano second
Caught in a flash

This instant perfect painting
Crystal clear developed memory
Loving image eyes embrace
Her smile never fading

Copyright © 2014 Robert William Gruhn - All Rights Reserved

"A poem to me is the essence of any thought,
Being built from its foundation into tower scraping sky.
It can fly like no other bird to places never seen,
Even spaceships can only dream of taking its place."

© 2014 Robert William Gruhn


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Third Parallel

My first love - when we ended,
They told me to pray to God,
And that he would make time,
My new best friend.
And with the love I had for you,
The despair I would fall out of.
My second love - when we ended,
They did not tell me anything,
For what really could they say?
I sit and watch the hands of grace,
Embalming memories of emotion.
Love forbidden to ever die but,
Peace in how under time it hides.
So I still know,
In spirits and parallels,
I am still with you both,
And this was never written.


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Today

Today

Not tomorrow

Not yesterday

Not next week

Not next year - or the year thereafter

Today

I will love you - as if every day is Today