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BUTTERFLY KISS

*BUTTERFLY KISS*

I'm still alive and I don't know why?
My heart survived falling from the butterfly sky

Caught by the hands of destiny
With visions only I can see!

My love I heard your call
Wings of a butterfly broke my fall

Love motion is in the air, a love no one can compare
Indulging a look-a-stare- that we both share

Reminiscing our love made out of stolen hope
Awe~:*! To  them butterfly kisses that felt so real

Flowing like Amazing Grace, 
A shining light upon my face.

I traveled fast and far, longing to be in your arms
I desire, the warm sensation of your charms

Your safe love will help me carry on,
With the strength and bond~the love you set upon

Nothing is better than a sensual butterfly kiss
Beyond the sensation of heaven's pure bliss

Fluttering in the clouds aiming for the moon
A dream of reality, out of my cocoon I bloom!

Valued by the art of true beauty and its rarity
True love flapping in the mist of clarity

I entwine that I am yours and you are mine
Bonded together till the end of time

With the vision my heart is no longer blind
Two broken hearts at last combined

I glide below to touch your lip.
Our lashes touch from tip to tip.

Caressing each other as our wings expand
Two hearts- kisses collide and land

Holding your hand reaching to the rainbow sky.
Kisses:*kisses:* like the butterfly!


Dedicated to *Nathan*


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MOON and SEA

~Moon & Sea~

Hey boy won't you open that door?
Let's sing and walk by the shore

Come and spread out your eyes
Block looking for reasons, and whys?

The cosmos are more than a space to explore
Don't hide when I need.... Plus more.

Finish playing a master in disguise!
Lets find the perfect sunrise, sunset surprise. 

Put your arms around me
Allow your moon to reflect off my sea

Too much time has passed you by
Come outside with and view the horizon up high

I've got my eyes set upon you
There's no need to feel blue

Hey boy comes, climb up this tree!
I'm going to show you all the things you can't touch, you can't see.

Lets fit the luxury and beauty of this world into our play.
Don't say them words that will set me free to walk away.

Take this kiss and see how it feel deep within your heart.
Close your eyes in my garden, and draw with the fragrance of art

I want to take you into that space, astronomy love.
Making it easy to float with the clouds way up above.

Glide away from the blame of gravity and self destruct.  
Bounce of the dust of hurt when you fall and get cut.

Boy, let's hold in this perfect air together.
Leave the cold end of someone else's weather.

Follow me beyond the distance of chemistry.
I will expose your moon and explain the physics of my sea. 

Give it another chance and you will see!
Your moon, is skin deep, needing water from me. 

Turn on the tune in your heart, and listen to me. 
In every sunrise, the moon entwines with the sea. 


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Please Give me Wings

Wash my heart and make it clean
Remove the grime from where it's been 

Take my idle hands make them yours
Use them to open holy doors

My cracked lips long to sing your praise
Be my Misto the rest of my days

Guide my calloused feet along your path
I wish to know Love and not your wrath

Take my arms place them around the poor
Help me realize I need less not more

Plant your precious thoughts in my mind
Change me from selfish make me kind

let me see your face with my eyes
Remove my ignorance make me wise

Apart from you I cannot be whole
Thank you for this reconditioned soul

One day my life will end I know that's true
Please give me wings so I can fly to you


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- Precious Gold Drops -

Light falls down from the summer's sheer clouds
For the future no gates remain locked, spread your wings

A bird in the sky your soul flies free intoxicating spirits 
Upon loves beautiful ray of light drunken wavers 

Not dwelling on the past and using energy on what went wrong
Happy people get feelings out done and dusted 

Awakening flames dancing butterflies flutter
Warm inner wings a heart takes glorious flight

Brilliance of a rainbow seducing thoughts softly whisper
Life's worth it's weight in gold, why hesitate ?

Inside the mirrors always aglow
Beauty's in the eyes forever one bows and beholds

A co write written by L. Mcdaid and A -L Andresen


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My Pen Collection

As the waves forever kiss the shore
One shot leaves you wanting more
My heart and soul, strong and true
With all the love they hold for you
Sometimes my life leaves me bored
Like a swordsman with no sword
These are the times that I write
Memories can be hard to fight
I write out my heart and soul
Controlling my mind is my goal
Each new word released by my pen
Is another spiritual battle I win
The war rages on day by day
Through the poem prayers I pray
It's a war that I will forever win
Long as there is ink up in my pen
In prison I had quite a collection
Each one held it's own reflection
I saved them after they ran dry
Baptized with the tears I cry
I just couldn't seem to let them go
Little memories of my heart and soul
Sometimes I like to take them out
Little memories of what I'm about
What I'm about angel on my shoulder
Making this world a little less colder


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A Bag of Popcorn

They ask me why I’m so happy
Asking me, if I just won a prize
I replied, well I reckon I did
Today is a wonderful surprise

When you have a past like mine
My today is always bright
There is no better feeling on earth
Than the joy of doing right

I may be an old man on a cane
My heart is skipping along
I learned to embrace the meaning
Life is a beautiful song

True life has its ups and downs
There’ll be forks in the road
With a smile I’ll stop for a while
Help you with your load

I had me a bag of popcorn today
It tasted exceptionally good
In fact, I will go as far as to say
Better then it probably should

For years, I had a guard in the pen
Popped him a bag each night
Then he would simply throw it away
His twisted little delight

He knew, it was those little things
Ate at our heart and soul
Movie with the wife Friday night
Popcorn in the bowl

I had a bag of popcorn today
Wife sitting at my side
I had a smile, which lasted awhile
One I could not hide

They ask me why I’m so happy
Asking me, if I won a prize
I replied, I reckon I did
Today is a wonderful surprise


For some reason today I was thinking about C.O. Talbert and
how he would pop a bag of popcorn even though he didn't eat
popcorn. He did it just because he knew it would make everyone
want some. I always felt sorry for him. His life must have been
very disappointing. The moral here: when you learn to appreciate
the little things in life your popcorn will taste a whole lot better. 



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Old Pirate

I dream of the past and days on the high seas
With no one to answer to and no one to please
Yearning for the freedom that I once knew
With the sails set and a sea of blue
Dream of the islands and her beautiful eyes
For the taste of her lips my heart still cries
Once a pirate who sailed with the wind
Now only memories that I rescind
I look at the past in the afterglow
Wondering where does an old pirate go
Time has carved deeply the lines on my face
Settling down feels so out of place
Longing to return to that tropical lagoon
Where I once held her beneath a Caribbean moon
Young brash and arrogant, I sailed away
Never said good bye, I still see her each day
My heart beats a tune that has me undone
Until the day I sail toward that tropical sun
Thinking back and missing her so
Wondering where does an old pirate go.


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Pink Tennis Shoes

PINK TENNIS SHOES

I mother always pride galore
 until the words from daughter abhor.

Her gentle heart and loving embrace
smashing to pieces. She fell from grace.

Her untied tenny shoe, wrapped and tight
around her bike, could free no might.

Mommy checking faithful each half hour
found her daughter helpless, no power.

Down the hill mommy went
no time was wasting nor was spent.

The wind passed threw my long hair locks
when shock took over from what I got.

Not what I thought from bike I bought
but cruelest words, my life distraught.

From those lips kissed each night to bed
not once, nor twice, but thrice to head.

“Hurry up old lady” from my daughter
 how my heart bleed of tears and water.

For no words crueler ever sere spoke.
My shame, the horror on face neighborhood folk.

My tail between my legs indeed
got there, put there by my third bore seed.

And mothers day and birthday too
three days from now turn 45, BOO-HOO!

Never knew my aging beauty fade
would be this hard for the lies I’ve made.

Lies I’ve told to self each day
that children’s love fulfillment may.
So on this very special mothers day
this “old lady”  family f--- off  say.


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- A Taste Of Friendship -

We often take our blessings for granted the same goes for friendships
From ashes of pain inside deep hurt tears flowing ache washed with hope 

Friendship is precious not only when you are sad, but also in the sunshine
In the night sky flickering starlight shines a candle of never ending clarity  

I will listen if you need me, I never stopped believing love sings forever 
Oh why have you forsaken me crying inside a thousand songs 

If finding times hard, you will need someone who brightens up your day
Blowing from the deepest sands silently warm fingers touching a whisper 

Supported by words of compassion
Love have charity show mercy to my soul

Anytime you're lost or can't see the light
There's never no grounds to hate but shameful emotions weep

Life is worth living when it’s made of good feelings
Tears falling within happy memories always yearning 

Written by Liam Mcdaid & A-L Andresen 
01.03.2015 Copyright © All Rights Reserved


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Created By Choices

Something evil this way comes
Sure as the rising of the Son

A single heart left to bleed
A lost soul with a dying need

When love proves it doesn’t care
In creeps darkness and despair

Angry voices from deep with-in
Scream I’m a fool once again

I now make my soul like a cave
It’s the darkness that I now crave

Around my heart I shall build a moat
With blood sacrifices unto the goat

Deep in darkness as a soul can be
Father of darkness come feed on me

She destroyed the love in my soul
I do pray that hate fills up the hole

Troubled souls with hallow voices
In this life we all make choices

My choices have left me degraded
I now hate the person I created

Into darkness away from the Son
Something evil this way comes


Yea, I posted this for Deborah's contest.
Believe it or not this is who i used to
be. Poetry is a truly amazing tool when
it comes to change, it transformed this
into the man I am. All I can say about
that, "Praise be the Power of God".


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Our single soul

As the trials of life come and go
Accept there blessings into your soul

Let them become without a doubt
A model of what you're all about

Don't let them get you all depressed
All things in life need be addressed

Let your spirit be like the wind
Your unseen dearest friend

As I see the lines in my face
Each a reminder of certain place

Do I wish they would go away?
Or that my hair wasn't turning grey

I have no desire to regain youth
For I have learned to speak my truth

When I was young I was so lost
I let my soul pay the cost

Running hard against the grain
Using drugs to kill the pain

Now I feel each and every day
Use the Lord to take the pain away

Do what I can accepting what I get
Treasure blessings that come of it

Thank the Lord through the poems I pray
Use what I need give the rest away

I seem to be driven by a single goal
Can you feel my heart and soul?

I slice them open in hopes they will bleed
Something that someone might need

The single fear I know so well
The fear that my words will fail

So once again I face my fear
As I write I shed my tears

Because these words are spoken true
My heart belongs to all of you

And through it's love I hope to show
We all share a single soul

A soul that is bound by love
Given us by the Lord above


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My Soul Mate

Sweet laughter and devotion, I have shared with none.
This restless heart so tired, of being all alone.

I’ve tried the life of Paul, but it gave not enough.
My heart is overflowing with aching, needful love.

Lord, bring me a companion, but not just any man.
He must be one of valor, or leave me as I am.

Make him strong as Moses, a leader in Your truth.
And I will stand beside him, that I may be his Ruth.

Someone to correct me in, things I need to know;
Reproving me, thus gently, in order that I grow.

Bring me one like Jonathan, loyal to the end;
And I will love forever, this man that is my friend.

Even in the hard times, he will choose to stay;
And we will seek for healing, together, as we pray.

A Boaz to protect me, in safety He will lead,
That I may rest completely, in all that my heart needs.

Someone true like Joseph, my words he will believe;
His faithfulness long-lasting, when others would deceive.

And don’t forget Dear John, his loving heart’s embrace;
With eyes that will behold me, in honor, truth, and grace.

But mostly find the heart, of Jesus that forgives;
Then, with this man you bring me, forever I will live.


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The Box of Stuff

I heard him close shut the attic door,
I snuck in and saw him on the floor.

He found the box that I stored away,
As I turned to leave I heard him say.

“Mom, could you come here for a few,
Whose badge is this and what does this do?”

Placing the hat on top of his head,
Come close my son I softly said.

With a saddened tone I lowly spoke,
Pushing words over the lump in my throat.

That box of stuff belonged to a man,
Who left one night with his keys in hand.

He heard his pager go off late one night,
He jumped in that suit and dashed out of sight.

To answer a call, not knowing for sure,
The dangers his heart would have to endure.

He’d always been brave right from the start,
And was a good man with a courageous heart.

He wasn’t a man like typical dads,
That was mainly because the job that he had.

That box of stuff is his way to pave,
The bright good man you’ll be someday.

Because in that box that you delved into,
Belonged to a man who looked like you.

If you can understand I’ve never known why,
Before you were born that man had to die.

I cannot imagine what he went through,
To save a stranger he never knew.

He faced a danger he didn’t deserve,
He gave his life to protect and to serve.

He wasn’t respected most of the time,
But still he laid his life down on the line.

With all this that I share this day,
There’s a few final words I’d like to say.

All the stuff that’s within that box,
I want you to know belonged to a cop.

There’s a lot of things he never saw,
He lost his life defending the law.

And one of those things that he didn’t see,
Was watching you become what you came to be.

You’re brave like him in the things you pursue,
I know he’d be proud of the life you ensue.

It’s been along time that my heart has cried,
I still remember the night that he died.

Much has happened since the night he was slain,
I think you should know that you bear his name.

Yes there are times that I still get sad;
But I want you to know that man was your dad.

So put the box up my little snooper,
Now that you know your dad was a trooper.


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A Different Kind of Love

~By chance we found each other ~
~Two hearts many miles apart~
~Linked together in cyberspace~

We talked for hours that first day
We never ran out of things to say
I feel I’ve known you for a long time
You’ve always been a friend of mine

Your heart has touched me here
I wish I could hold you near
Knowing that you are yearning 
For love your heart is burning

So I will instant message you
Tell you not to ever be blue
Share my joy and my fears
Not be afraid to show my tears

You can love me if you choose
My heart you will never loose
I can’t give the love you desire
The kind to set your heart a fire

Let me love you in my own way
As a friend with you every day
In your heart and on your mind
A truer love you’ll never find


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LindaMarie The Sweetheartof P S

  ~ Linda-Marie The Sweetheart of P. S. ~

When it comes to a friendly hi!
One of the best poetry, hearts we can't deny!

Our Sweetheart Linda Marie
No one is smoother and sweeter than her- our peach tree

Always stopping by to say hi, no matter, rain/sleet or snow
Her contest Zany Zoo, one of the soups best show

A woman who never judged me from the start
Linda Marie, thank you for being such a sweetheart

Sharing her delightful poems,  a double doze for me
Oh Me- Oh My- That woman can write so much poetry!

I am sure she is loved by the poetry soup staff
LOL! How this blonde bombshell  made us laugh

Remember, when she took her laptop to a sandy Island 
She smiled, and shared, how the laptop was damaged with so much sand

Hanging out with Linda, it's like singing "Kumbaya my Lord"-- I felt her holding my hand
How sweet of Linda, when she invited us to meet her new Husband?

Linda Marie is loved by her very own BBF team
Letting us know, life has been more than a dream

Her heart so big, she worried when her BFF's weren't around
Leaving notes, making sure we have not hit a poet break down

She keeps us in her heart when we are not logged in
Her beautiful and clever/witty poem will forever remain 

Most of her poetry made me smile
Linda Marie's poetry had so much Style!

We prayed for you when we heard about your son
Thank you for sharing your faith in God. -Linda You're #1

A poet I highly recommend
Linda Marie my poetry soup best friend

Dedicated to:
~Linda-Marie The Sweetheart of P. S. ~ 2012
~I"M gonna miss you, 2013
Happy birthday to you :-(  Don't leave, 2013

NEW NOTE:  
(STILL MISSING YOU) Love always, YOUR BFF -- 2014
Sending my Heart, To one of the soups Leading Ladies
RIP. Linda-Marie Bariana You are forever loved


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A Bull Rider's Heart

We are all so young,,, even the ‘old hands’
Imagining a time with no bull rope is hard to plan
 
It’s riding with a heart and unflagging spirit revealed
That’s a most fitting description of what’s usually concealed
 
The dream most have had since they were born
About riding horses, bulls, and such without scorn
 
It’s about the ride, that 8 seconds of time
That lead you and the bull to a place uniquely sublime
 
Riding bulls or whatever, it really don’t matter
As long as your heart, your family, and your thoughts aren’t scattered
 
Whether it’s the big show or not, you really don’t mind
You’d ride a milk cow if she’d fly out the gate, so inclined.
 
So even if you ride for the money, or the fame
No matter what you draw, you look for no blame
 
Because even though bones, and tendons are often broken
And if you’re deemed old because your thirty something year is now unspoken
 
It’s really the heart that prevails when the body can’t follow
And provides that last 8 seconds, that make you feel less hollow
 
And,,, when someday your heart and mind don’t yearn for the ride,
It’s time to reflect and possibly stand off to the side.
 
Life doesn’t end for there’s still plenty to do
There is always a new bull rider that wants to be you
 
They may need a hand, and inspiration or two
And a true bull rider’s heart is to return the gift given you.


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A Poet's Strength

A soul of a dancer, a life in wheelchair 
Fins of imagination kill my despair...

for Brian's "A Couple of Lines"


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I Will Remember

Written by: Ryland Joshua Matthews


I will Remember

I remember when I held you silky skin under my hand
Bearing my heart and making promises, 
All the things that we had planned.

Will one day come to pass, ill be home with you and consider
That never again to leave your side, this vow I will remember

Your auburn hair like a summer’s fire
Springs forth in my heart a new desire

To love you anew and to show you I care
To bring your life hope and no longer despair

In your eyes I see reflections of a futures last breath
A landscape of purity that will never know death

Denying all other things, this above them rings true
That my timeless obsession will always be you.

So understand this as the days light fades to gray
That in your arms is where my heart truly wishes to stay

And as you open your eyes and a new dawn springs through
Open them further and realize that our dreams are all true

As you herald in the beating of a new hearts first cry
The heavens above you open to sing, just look to the sky

Imagine us together, holding hands, two hearts so tender
That all things wrong transformed to right, you, my life, I Will Remember


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Breathes

Some lives are like a stone quickly skipping over the ponds top, forever tossed.
My life is below the surface trying to reach upward with each breathe lost.
But there is still beauty, deep down here in the great depths below…
For the solitude holds me in its grip as I dwell with what I know.

My occasional trips to the surface leave me vastly wanting more…
Still, my life below the surface doesn’t scare me as it did, once before.
And the breaths will come when given, as my life continues to flow.
True it is dark but beauty lingers, everywhere the currents move below.

At times, the surface reflections seem surreal, as if it’s a place not to go.
Comfort comes more and more to my soul, as the deeper I glide below.
Here I dwell within myself, with words, and thoughts, that carry me along.
Perhaps I have found where I truly belong, as I sing my siren songs.


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Nature's Art

There’s no comparison to Nature’s Art;
It’s seen with the eyes and felt with the heart;

I see it in the trees and the ground that I walk,
In the prance of the deer and flight of the hawk;

The unearthly quiet before a thunderstorm hits,
The sulfur and electricity that a storm emits;

The mighty mountains standing tall with pride,
An artwork that can be seen far and wide;

A blank canvas that nature made all it’s own,
From the air that I breathe to a moss covered stone.


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Words Not Heard

When words can't be seen and smiles aren't felt,
we fall onto paper and drip and melt...

We spread colors of blue and grey to highlight
an early morning sigh, and splash and orange tint
on a late afternoon high...

Late at night I will paint my sky a dark black, and
with just my fingertips sprinkle stars that stay intact...

When words finally return and a Poem is read, the background
is my painting of colors from a dreamer not dead....


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Fill It With Him (Mid Swap)


There is no love, without our God; 
Search your heart and home it’s not hard ~
I cannot stay if He’s not there,
A sense of loss would fill the air. 

Fill this house with truer faith
Let, our hearts hope in Him always --
He‘ll heal spiritual beggars,
His glory abounds forever…

Search your heart and home it’s not hard ~
There is no love without our God.

Enter, for the kingdom is nigh,
Reach in and ask He’ll not deny.
There are blessings awaiting you,
Hope in Him, and He’ll see you through…

Open your heart, for it is home
Remember God is on the throne ~
When despair strikes – Give it to God, 
Search your heart and home it’s not hard ~

Adell Foster©2009 Adell1



Comments: Mid Swap: Created by Jenny Buzzard from England. This is a strict structure that 
repeats the first and last line as a center couplet. A syllable count of eight per line with 
rhyme scheme as follows:

A1abb
ccdd
A4A1
eeff
ggaA4 


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'Hazel Eyes'

Behind these hazel eyes You’ll find the disguise Look beyond the smile, Deeper even if just for a while My protected shield An attempt at being healed The walls I’ve build around my heart Years of being judged lead to that part Gaze beyond the quizzical tone My heart really isn’t made of stone The tears that flow May not always show Tired of being judge, Tired of being misjudged Behind these hazel eyes You’ll recognize the prize A receptive soul That yearns to be console…
Contest: Old Contest Entry 5th Place


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The Bird Sings

If I were a bird, would you clip my wings
then cage me away with pretty things?
And, if my wings were to be clipped
why not just burry me within a crypt,
For a cage is too small for a master of sky,
I was meant to kiss the sun, soar, and fly.
For to have wings that cannot soar,
then why not nail me to the floor?
Tonight I shall make my final swan song
knowing I have been locked away so long.
For a cage is too small for a master of sky,
I was meant so kiss the sun, soar, and fly.
So still the caged bird, she sings
without her sky, without wings.
Sometimes laments, sometimes sighs,
sometimes she whistles her own reprise.
For a cage is too small for a master of sky
I was meant to kiss the sun, soar, and fly.
So then curious is it, the caged thing
who finds she has the heart to sing?
Because it would seem a great strain
to be caged seems twisted and profane,
for a cage is too small for a master of sky,
I was meant to kiss the sun, soar, and fly.
When asked, why do you sing, bird?
The answer is a simple word,
hope, for escape from behind these bars
that keep me caged from the stars.
For a cage is too small for a master of sky,
I was meant to kiss the sun, soar, and fly.
Birds should have no master, no kings
and love cannot be clipping wings.
But now it seems I must live confined,
in this hand crafted cage of your design,
but a cage is too small for a master of sky
I was meant to kiss the sun, soar, and fly.
So must I wait for these wings to heal
and relearn how the wind may feel.
If I must be caged, still my heart sings
of the day I can again use my wings.


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I Closed my Eyes to See, I now Dream

Today I sat and pondered and closed my eyes to see 
On a sunny island I strolled, knowing what's ahead for me

Closer to the beach hut I could hear our favourite song
Through the louvred doors I go, as I catch a scent so beautifully strong

It's emanating from the bathroom, amidst a plume of moisture, steam
Slowly I reach my destination as I continue into my dream

My eyes peer through scented vapours, catching a shadow within my sight
Lavender surrounds two souls as I catch shapes of pure delight

My love, my maiden, my Queen, having exited from her shower
Thralls the man in me attracted by her womanly power

She glimpses she sees I'm there, her towel is offered to I
Closer we move to each other as my hands wander to dry

Her nape, shoulders and back touched as if by an angels wings
The song that lured me earlier, my heart now joyfully sings

To her hips I reach, whilst to my knees I fall
My heart now racing faster, my hands in drying sprawl

To me she now graces, azure blue eyes look down at me
Beauty in she abounds, through loved eyes my love I see

Crimson lips allure to mine, as if in magnetic trance
Naked we are, touching brushing, we enter into dance

Two bodies in tender abrasion, hands in adventurous roam
Alluring desires excite freely in our sunny island home


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Twisted Road

Driving down the twisting road
Into the night, the twilight abode
We twist and turn and up we go
Our destination, we cannot know
Just hold it in, we are so close
Adrenaline pumps like an overdose
The headlight glows on white quaking trees
And a slow, chill ripple felt in the breeze
Hold on tight, for this long dark ride
I'll hold you close, and be by your side
Together we will sleep under the moon
The night duration ends, all too soon
Take my heart let the world see
That only for you, my heart will be.





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The Murder of My Heart

Another stab, another wound, another scar to bear
I wonder if my little heart will find the will to care

It has been mutilated; its fibers have been shred
By all the hurtful things that to it have been said

Its beating is becoming faint, its rhythm is disturbed
Brought on by the rejection that on it was conferred

The blood is gushing out, a never ending stream
Perhaps it will finally stop while I sit and dream

The murder of my heart, was done without a scene
By the outer evidence, the job was very clean

The murderer got away, he left no fingerprints
No one knows his identity, for he left behind no hints

I buried my little dead heart and paid it proper due
The gravesite is a mystery that I’ll not reveal to you

Don’t bother to stop by and place flowers by the grave
Your pretentious act of kindness, your honor will not save

A murderer you are and a heinous one you'll remain
For though I have no heart, I still feel the phantom pain.

Eileen Manassian Ghali


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Michael Jackson 1958-2009

Through my dark brown eyes, he was the best.
My heart knew he was better than the rest.

His voice was smoother than velvety silk.
His songs quenched my thirst more than milk.

Some people thought he was just a giant weirdo.
They didn't even give him a chance, how could they know?

The songs he wrote were absolutely brilliant.
They were really astonishing and different.

He was awesome and one of a kind.
He was number one in my mind.

Its a shame he had to leave so early in his life.
Feels like someone stabbed my heart with a knife.

He will always be my favorite singer.
In my mind, his voice will always linger.

I am done with this poem, it is finally finished.
He will always be forever missed.

By: Cherica Eckiwaudah


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My Testimony In Verse

I thought one day that I would surely die, But that was before Jesus, heard my despairing cry. I knew that only He would have the answer, For that dread disease we know as cancer. I fell down at His feet and started praying, Knowing He would hear what I was saying. I said dear Lord, a sinner I have been, And something happened in my life just then. I prayed from a broken heart that I wouldn't leave life lost, That He would save my soul regardless of the cost. He cleansed my heart making it white as snow, Now ever onward in His name I'll go. He healed my body making it good as new, Because He had a job for me to do. The job He gave for me to do that day, Was to witness to the lost along life's way. He took the tongue that I so long abused, And gave me in its place a tongue unused. He placed sweet peace and joy within my sinful heart, Causing me to wish I'd known Him from the start.


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Beautiful Masterpiece (Tribute to Elaine George's "Violin")

As I read the words my heart started to sing
For you had gave emotion to a non living thing

I can't ever remember feeling quite that way
I could hear the music that she used to play

I could feel her heart through the tears I cried
As I read the part where her Maestro had died

I imagined her there in her Rosewood Bed
Reading the most beautiful poem I’ve read

Velvet to her back with her bow at her side
Remembering the joy before Maestro died

She loved how his bow manipulated her strings
Together they were the most beautiful of things

What’s the only poem to ever hang in my den?
Elaine’s beautiful masterpiece titled, "Violin"



Inspired by Tracy's wonderful idea for
a contest and Elaine's beautiful Poem.