She briskly walks in January’s rain,
which drums the endless rhythm of her pain,
pulling closer round her shoulder in the downpour
the leather jacket he so often wore.
Another day like this she can remember
when he had worn the jacket, and against her
he’d pressed as they stood kissing in the rainfall.
The world could wash away; he was her all!
No storm could stop their loving as they raced
with great anticipation to his place.
Before they’d even reached the bedroom door,
they’d flung their rain-soaked clothes along the floor.
Underneath the sheets, though cold and wet,
they madly kissed. He was as passionate
as winter’s storm away from which they’d run,
and yet he warmed her like sweet summer’s sun!
She‘s almost home; the rain has nearly died.
She thinks of all the nights she lay and cried.
While thinking how the rainstorm’s cold still lingers,
inside the jacket’s pockets she moves her fingers.
In the lining of one pocket, her fingers meet
a crumpled piece of paper - an old receipt -
its date from when, without a word, he’d left their town
and in the city, by a drunk had got run down.
The piece of paper gives her now a revelation-
A high class jewelry store had been his destination.
He’d planned to ask her very soon to be his wife.
and bought a ring there on that last day of his life!
His parents gave his jacket to her, yet
she’d always guessed the worst for why he’d left.
What happened to the ring? She cannot know.
But now her tears with bitter sweetness flow.
If we don’t feel with our hearts, we don’t belong
If we don’t see as one, the world is wrong
Beyond the wars and the hate and the insanity
We are all connected as humanity
We are the child with cancer who still wears a smile
We are the kid from the projects facing trial
We are the pregnant teen feeling lost and used
We are the elderly man in a home abused
We are the young couple, marriage on the rocks
We are the homeless one in a cardboard box
We are the cold and hungry, sad and depressed
We are the lonely child who never felt blessed
We are the woman whose life was filled with pain
We are the man standing alone in the pouring rain
We are the child who struggles day to day
We are the teenage girl who ran away
We are the soldier killed in an unjust war
We are the young man who can dream no more
We are the inmate locked away for life
We are the old man who has lost his wife
We would be better off without our vanity
And have a sense of belonging to humanity.
An old house I am led to -it is the symbol of
Memories in cobwebs - like those of old lost love.
A storehouse for so many things buried in my mind.
I open up its creaking door to see what I might find.
Lovely notes of music come wafting down its stairs
So poignant is its melody that my poor heart tears.
It brings to me the image of one afternoon
When I walked with someone in summer by the dune.
I listen to the tickling of the ivory
Picturing two people splashing each other by the sea.
The music now is drifting to me soft and low.
I see the setting sun. We’re bathed in crimson glow.
Beautifully and slowly the notes keep being played.
In the arms of my old Valentine rhythmically I’m swayed.
The keys of the piano now are pounding fast.
In the moonlight he and I are making love at last.
Finally the keys are played as if they were caressed.
And a bitter sweetness swells within my breast.
Slowly creeping up the stairs I go to learn the truth.
Who has played this long-time buried memory of youth?
On the old piano’s bench, I see an imprint lies,
And I think I can hear my phantom lover’s sighs.
Forgotten valentine, will you please return
And play again that melody of love for which I yearn?
For the Incurable Romantic Poetry Contest of Kim Morrison
Holding you inside one fragile beautiful flower blossoming dream
Sweet you are my love painting words breathtaking within all wishes
Silvery streak of moonlight shimmering a star
only now I read between the lines trailing thoughts
How can you ask someone to stop loving without care
an impossible task even for the hardest of hearts
If I were the last person on this planet sunshine through clouds
that's how it draws to me you're asking me not to love you
Misery likes company cuts deeper than a knife wounds beauty
never was the answer to love in our friendships face
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
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I'm still in the dark, where the sun doesn't shine, where no one has gone before
Inside,outside, upside down...I aint got what I was looking for...
It should have been love. Why should I care? Why should I wait shaking my head?
I just wish you were here in my arms... every second, every minute...enough said...
At the end of the day, I'll do the right thing...I'll forget everything and run
because tomorrow won't be late and the tears in my eyes will be gone one by one
List of Chat Acronyms & Text Message Shorthand:
Inside such dreams of never lasting days
We traversed such wanting thoughts in emotional astray
On that December night, to our cottage on the hill
Where on many a moonlit walk, we allowed our thoughts to spill
Our footprints of life we took in threaded tread we walked
When one was about to talk, in confusion abound, we baulked
Snowflakes we often talked about, turned to emotional rain
Drowning your wisps of auburn, natures moistness becomes our drain
Such memories of our past, where the rains graced your clover
And I your beloved, once graced your body over
No longer shall I sense your breath so warm against my chest
As you delightfully grace my lobes, my internal heart now stressed
Your kisses I still feel, their once touch of tender brush
Like tumble-weed they now drift, my lips in different crush
On warm white sheets we used to lay, we called them our clouds of heaven
No longer shall crease, not one day out of seven
No longer shall our fingers dance over undulations of we
Or will our torso's mingle, like the ivy graces the tree
The losing of you is massive, our peripheral declares it a shame
Beloved to each other we're not, it's life, no ones to blame.....
< Inspired by 'Charmaine Chircop's “Pasionata” >
There are times we are left to cope
With situations that drain our hope
Leaving us full of despair
At how some people just don't care
About the evil that they do
To good people like all of you
We are left to somehow face
That in mankind there is disgrace
And those of us left alive
Must find away to survive
As you pick up the pieces of your life
Without your mother, father, husband or wife
And some of you God forbid
Without the love of your kids
We must band together with a brotherhood
Show that in this world there is some good
Because we are together in this deal
We try to help each other heal
We seek in each other good advice
And offer each other sacrifice
We hold each other in prayer and song
As we continue to re-build the wrong
Because what else in the world can we do
Except let the light of good shine through
The evil darkness and despair
Of a catastrophic lack of care
We want you to know you are not alone
Think of America as a giant cone
And all of us are funneling through
Our prayers and hopes to all of you
Posted for Nathan's 9-11 contest
Never got to say all I needed too..
Motionless words as this bird flew..
Now I look out my window to reach
I talk to the sky and send feelings
that are kind..
On a quiet night when your thoughts
Out your window they fly with no harm
If you smile for no reason, I'll know why..
Maybe just a few have reached your eyes..
For PD's contest... The reason I picked this piece is because this past month I was able to hear from this lady for whom I wrote this piece about.. I emailed it to her and she was so grateful that I still cared enough to write for her..It gave us closer and helped us both realize why we are better where we are now... love doesn't stop it just gets transformed into a better friendship...
love the style of your morning kiss
dancing lips deeply dazzling bliss
Catch you after curtain calls my dreams tonight
until the sun kisses your eyelids with golden light
Beautiful in one's mind weakness sang a dream
just floated to you dancing upon sunshine beams
Captivating ball of flames burning bright not the past
radiating golden warm future holds destiny our torch shines a light everlasting
Holding inside believing crowning beauty silently whispers without sound
Rising as night's tears leave a dew upon the ground
Crystal blue clear the happiness within joy brings
inside every wish was your desire softly feathers touching wings embracing sing
Inspired by the song "Last Kiss" by Pearl Jam
You had just gotten your first car, a 1957 Chevrolet Bel-Air,
We were only seventeen years old and neither had a care,
You came over after school and asked me to go for a drive,
We longed for freedom of the road, we never felt so alive.
Always the gentleman, as you opened the powder blue door,
But, after tonight you would be doing this for me no more,
I remember how the moonlight shined off of the chrome,
When you picked me up and I would never return home.
I cannot ever stop thinking about and replaying our past,
I still remember your soft kiss, and it would be our last,
Because, this tender embrace would never happen again,
There was no way that either of us could've known it then.
The impact was so sudden that I felt almost no pain,
As the car swerved out of control into the other lane,
It all happened so fast, there was no time to scream,
Now my existence is a nightmare, just some bad dream.
My body grew cold fast, but I could still feel the heat,
Of the warm blood dripping down onto the leather seat,
I lay there silently, nearly lifeless, held against your shoulder,
It was then I realized that I would not be growing older.
The radio faded away as I closed my eyes for the last time,
What happened to me was an accident, and not a crime,
I will wait for you on this spot, by the very same tree,
Where most people don't notice, but some of them see.
It's an anniversary, it will be 58 years around midnight,
The misting rain and lingering fog will keep me from sight,
As the headlights go flying by, shining from modern cars,
I'm hoping one of them will be you to take me to the stars.
When I do leave this world, side by side we will stand,
And this bad dream will finally be over as you take my hand,
I am waiting to go to heaven, only you can bring me there,
In your brand new, powder blue 1957 Chevrolet Bel-Air.
The poem that I write today
Has always been a thought away.
But do I think of trees, or birds,
As I slyly meter out my words?
Or do I think of spring, or fall,
Of summertime, the sea and all?
Perhaps it is a moon-rinsed night
That prods me so to sit and write--
Or it could be a drop of rain,
If not some nagging doubt, or pain.
What drives my pen to wander so,
To touch the sky; the earth below?
Of all the thoughts, both old and new--
I ponder most the thought of you.
And so the poet takes his pen...
Writes words of love, and falls again!
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".
My heart is frozen back in time
Looking back to when you were mine
Oh how our love and passion burned
You stole my heart, yet now I’m spurned
I still don’t know where I went wrong
My body aches - for you I still long
You drove an ice pick into my heart
Twisted it round and tore me apart
You ripped apart my very soul
I’m empty now, when once was whole
Your words were music to my ears
I’m left in silence with my deepest fears
If we could have another chance
Would I take you back for sweet romance?
I look at our photos and still I yearn
For you the frozen embers still burn
Written for Gail Angel Doyle’s Contest
My shallow waters have failed to hide
the deeper agony pulsating inside.
I could forgive your lies but not forget.
Do you have remorse, do you feel regret?
Feelings were buried in a shallow grave
as we failed to mend the love God gave.
You failed to speak and I failed to listen,
Fingers are pale where golden bands once glistened.
Broken hearts called to each other refusing to bend.
Not so long ago, I called you my best friend.
Now, I'm left to grieve my failed marriage.
The love we shared, your words disparaged.
I could forgive your lies but not forget.
Where is your remorse or display of regret?
I can no longer burden myself with this shame.
Standing tall, I have given my sorrow a name.
I struggled to save our once happy home,
but you chipped it away when you decided to roam.
So goodbye I shout to you and to failure!
Moving forward, your love is no longer my cure.
My life is becoming a new adventure,
and memories of your face are becoming a blur.
Yes, I could have forgiven your lies, tried to forget,
if your heart felt remorse or just a little regret.
* a work of fiction
For Nailed or Failed Contest (Black Eyed Susan)
If I could split myself in two
One half of me I'd give to you,
The other half I'd send away
To be with her like yesterday.
Though it sounds harsh, this I would do
If I could split myself in two.
If I could split myself in two
One half for her, one half for you.
The half for her would win her back
To heal my heart and mend the crack,
To fix me up, made good as new
If I could split myself in two.
If I could split myself in two
The other half would stay with you.
While one half fixes years of tears
The Half with you would have no fears,
Would be devoted, strong and true
If I could split myself in two.
But I am not two, I'm just one man
So I'll swear to love you all I can
If you will take me cracks and all,
Be there to lift me when I fall,
I'll dedicate my life to you
And no longer wish myself in two.
I was as high as the eyes could see
A giant dark cloud of pure misery
I seemed to roll as one with the wind
A giant black wall that had no end
I stripped the land and left it bare
Of the lives I destroyed, I didn’t care
Those who stayed I covered in dust
As their children died I broke their trust
From my hell many families did flee
Left to wander homeless in misery
I changed the word these words are true
Black Sunday brought darkness on you
I didn't see any direct link but just goggle
pictures of the dust bowl and you will see
what i have written for Brian's Contest.
The Dust Bowl - Alexandre Hogue - 1937
It's the changing of the season
You should of told me.
I've worn out all my welcomes.
So I don't love you anymore.
I won't be knocking on your door.
Yes, you say you won't forget me.
I see it's the rainbow moon out tonight.
Though the summer days drifted off site.
You might forget me towards morning light.
For I shall have already forgotten you.
I've watched you many times come and go.
Through the shadows of the crystal moon.
I trace the memory of your face in my dreams.
I stare at the picture of you on the nightstand.
Feel the coldness of you come over me.
As the mystical lovers moon shines outside my window.
10/07/ 2013 12midnight
Writtem By Ryland Joshua Matthews
For Contest: Sentimental Love Letters
Hosted By Poet: Audrey Carey
A Lover Remembered
Sometimes I think, sometimes I wander
In my mind I often ponder
Where I would be, what I would do
If God forbid, I ever lost you
No matter how long, no matter the distance
Id travel that road to the end of existence
To feel once again that comforting place
Wrapped in your arms, a loving embrace
There are these things to witch I hold true
The seven great reasons I could never forget you.
The touch of your hand. The slightest caress.
In the heat of your kiss I know I’ve been blessed
Your taste is of honey that is fresh from the comb
Reminding me of solace, the tranquility of home
Your eyes so serene, in comfort I dwell
The moment I saw them, in love with you I fell.
Around you of Jasmine, the smell I remember
Erasing the fear, to you I surrender
The skin of an angel, through my hands I can feel
The unbridled passion, this has to be real.
The waves of your hair, in dark amber it keeps me
Locked at your side is where I truly wish to be
Never more daunted by the shackles of time
To me God gave you, and to you all that is mine
Lie in a bath of foaming suds to dream
Thinking that I am in your arms again
Can feel your heart beating next to mine
Sinewy legs, round my body entwined
Hot kisses up and down my spine
Whispers of undying love divine
Such dreams so sensual refresh you as true
But I wake up and find I’m not with you.
Dreams so deep do release your pain
Only to feel them begin to ache again
That first kiss--De-lish! Smooth like Hagendaaz!
I was in my fourteenth year, too green to see his flaws.
I, the skinny Yankee teen with glasses on her face
met the proverbial "preacher's son" (I doubt in God's good grace).
On the brink of womanhood that summer, still a child,
butter on cob of Iowa corn, I melted when he smiled.
He, my best friend's cousin, was older, fun, and tall,
entrancing me with teasing eyes and sexy southern drawl.
Snuggling in the car's back seat, I got a secret thrill
hearing on the radio, "Won't you marry me, Bill?"
Adolescent daydreams wrapped in tune of "Wedding Bell Blues,"
the music, his accomplice, helped him with his ruse.
The kisses were delightful though my memory now is dim
of the moment when precisely all changed upon his whim.
Unhappily, one balmy Alabama night I learned
the kisses I enjoyed most with him he later spurned.
Soft and playful smooching, I learned while in the South,
would be replaced by lustful tongue that slithered in my mouth!
(how I felt as a young girl anyway; it takes a special guy to pull off
French kissing AND also the first kind I liked so much!)
I close my eyes to imagine your face
but pain invades and the image is erased
tears gather at the corner of my eyes
as i sit and remember all of your lies
I try to reach out to see if your there
but the feeling is cold and your presence is bare
reality stings as i tremble alone
searching for answers im left only to roam
puzzled and confused and in terrible disbeleif
how your goodbye was so sudden and unexpectantly brief
I struggle with knowing with what i should do
how to cope with the loss of someone I knew
but after what you did I know it was wrong
still you were the one to leave and be gone
I had hope that forgiveness would be more than enough
but as i was trying you chose to give up
now im left with emotions of many different shades
and the connection is gone as your memory fades
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
You left your sickness rotting on my tongue
But it seems your betrayal has only begun
Infected, my throat lets no word pass their lips
Your sickness has become a total eclipse
Brittle, my tongue slowly begins to decay
Broken, my feet still dance your ballet
Made low by the sickness within your soul
You leave me with no virtues to extol
Condemned like a house my roof to cave
A grain of sand on shore eroded by the wave
Fractured, my fingers still beg me to speak
Blinded, my eyes hide and forget to seek.
Silence like a cancer it cankers my voice
And as it grows I am left with no choice.
You left your sickness to rot on my tongue
Terminal, the cancer for one so young.
Gentle touches have left my hand
On borrowed time my morals stand
My heart what once belonged to thee
Has shattered and been left to bleed
No tenderness and no more laughter
Just sad and bitter life hereafter
Come back and grace me with your time
Allow my light to once more shine
Wipe dry the tears that stain my soul
Return the magic; warm the cold
And if I’m not to love again
Rather pass time with closest friend
Please remember through eternity
My best memories were made with thee
Copyright © 2009 Lena “Lolita” Townsend
It was their night they shone bright as they danced their sweet dance
Two lovers embraced in their world of romance.
They laughed and they cried as their eyes locked in stare
It was their world for this moment as if no one was there.
And their steps they so flawlessly glided in tune,
To a melody that touched everyone in that room.
Their passion brought envy to onlookers there,
Who secretly questioned their own love affair.
But as the night closed and came to an end
The lovers were blind to what lie round the bend.
The house and the cars and the jobs that went bad
The kids drove them crazy and their savings were drab.
So they fought to hold on to the things in their life,
That caused them so much of their pain and their strife.
They fought with each other like enemies do,
And dismissed in their life everything that was true.
So when sickness and hardships and troubles occurred,
Their vows to commit seemed truly absurd.
Their home and their kids would now take a backseat,
For their moral obligation they chose not to meet.
So I Ask …
What happened to that dance they danced so well?
With passion and truth everyone could tell.
What happened to their dance where they held so tight?
What happened to the wonder of their glorious night?
What happened to the words that charmed their ears?
With a passionate rhythm that brought them to tears.
What happened to those vows that poured from their heart?
The “I love you forever and till death do us part”.
For these aren’t just words we borrow for the day,
From another who tells us this is what we must say.
We say them cause it’s what we feel true in our heart,
It’s a God given blessing we commit from the start.
But these words are now lost as they fall on deaf ears,
Since the pain and the struggles they’ve created these years.
So the lesson here learned dear people of odd,
Is that love is so fragile but made strong with our God.
So stop fighting for power and money or need,
For all of this nonsense is only our greed.
Keep God in your life and he’ll walk you through,
When heartache and pain and losses ensue.
For why commit vows in the eyes of our God,
And not call on him when life gets too hard?
For the truth of our vows we are all meant to see,
is that marriage is not, made of two, but of three
If reading these words ring some truth in your heart,
Decide that today you will make a new start.
Go hug your spouse and say something kind
Don’t let the small stuff cloud up your mind.
We’re all just lost souls who are trying to cope
If not there for each other then where is the hope?
You see, the anger, the fight
that in us abide, Is only the insecure child inside.
So rise up above all this fear and this pain,
And see all the beauty that there is to gain.
By trusting in God and his will for you
Together forever he’ll see you both through.
For life is too short for our miserly ways
cheap on our love hence dreading our days.
He made us to love in all that we do
To wake up each morning and start us a new.
So pray for your spouse, ask God to be kind
To the person you prayed in the beginning to find.
They’re still the same person you loved from the start
But life and it’s troubles have hardened their heart.
You vowed that you’d love them in sickness and health
Now is your chance to show God what you felt.
So rise up my friend, don’t say that you’re through
For what if your loving God gave up on you?
I’ve tasted betrayal before just like I have tasted lies
but each time it’s so bitter, the taste always a surprise.
I cannot expel this sickness you left to rot in my soul
the brittleness of your lies that made you lose control.
So I am left no resolution and more unanswered questions,
you told me it would be an hour when I’d only had seconds.
You came in as an infection and you’re leaving a disease
once proud I stood and yet you brought me to my knees
your taking me down and you’re dragging me low.
Why take my hand if you only plan to just let go?
You are like the wind
Gently guiding me by while barefoot on a beach
No matter how far, I’m always within its reach
Pushing me through rough seas like a sail
With you mountains are nothing to scale
Like the wind comes great change
And all begins to rearrange
You force the snow to sting my face
Foot prints in the sand you erase
You slow me down
Mountains still all around
I wait for your storm to pass
With each half full glass
But behind every storm
Lies a sunrise to keep me warm
In that light I shall lay
Because long I have waited for this day
He smiles in my direction as he walks in the door
And laughs at my heart, now a puddle on the floor,
The people walking by turn, point and stare,
I repeat over and over, “there’s nothing there…”
Rains of passion, waves of homicidal angst,
You can’t look backwards and still walk straight,
A million signs are screaming out at you:
Stop-danger-watch out-you’re running too
Quickly, swiftly your friends all walk away,
I’d like to say something, but it’d be so cliché,
Silently you sit and watch them go,
Hoping inside that they don’t know,
Maybe they won’t know, but everybody knows…
I think of you and I think about stars,
Captured fireflies in marmalade jars,
Beautiful reminders of what may have been,
But the fire goes out, and they lay there dead...
He says, “The poison doesn’t do it for me anymore,
I need a pain to leave me lying gasping on the floor,”
My eyes go cloudy as he looks to yesterday,
I say, “I never meant to hurt you anyways...”
It broke my heart, I almost cried
To see you hurting, so broke inside,
Twist, plunge deeper, lemon and salt it so,
Some suffer in silence, I’ve come to know,
You’d rather be alone, you asked me to go...
The colors flew around the walls,
How I got here I don’t recall,
He handed me the bottle and I didn’t think twice,
"Just get rid of the pain, whatever the price..."
I think we danced, at least we may’ve,
Silly boy, to think I’d misbehave,
He said, “I bet I can change your mind,”
Slow down, stop, (learn to) rewind,
“Hold my hand,” I pleaded, to who?
I don’t think so, that’s not something I’d do,
Stop, not there, leave me alone,
I don’t want to be touched anymore…
A glance at the reflection as I pass a mirror,
I thought I saw a smile, but it disappeared,
Spin around and around, a crystal ball,
Reality’s a mist that surrounds us all…
On a slope graced with green
White marble stands in proud salute
For beneath these engraved pillars of memory
Lie the resting places of heroes
A solitary green fir looks down
As if sheltering the lost and the taken
So many names, from all walks of life
A father, brother a girlfriend or wife
On a sunny day, they glow radiant like their lives
On a dull day, they stand out against the greys
For the living, life goes on
Tomorrow is another day