Featuring: Leonora Galinta
Take My Hands
I Offer Them To You
Hold Them Tight
Never Let Go Of Them!
With all the time on my hands
I gave my hands one job.
My hands paint everything in my life
they paint my weakness, my strength
they paint the fire in my eyes
they hold me when I'm cold
my hands colored my childhood!
Like an architect,
my hands drew the plans and layouts of my life.
My hands *very articulate, are they?
They continue to sew and show the way
Sometimes, my hands paint the truth
Sometimes, my hands paint lies
Painting hurtful images on dry wall
My palms, my fingers embedded calluses from every fall
Creating images, healing my heart
Sometimes my hands are the only friend I see.
With no words to say
I caress the sky line like a mime
My hands ride the wind,
My hands paint a world,
each of their own.
Young and pretty finger prints
They feel, they hold, they grip
Don't let go!
Clever and cute
It's time for motherhood
My hands painted your first hold
Traced your first smile
A painting I treasure forever in my heart
Yes! A Rembrandt they became during birth
Now your all grown up... :-(
Embarrassed to embrace the hold
One day when I'm old you will hold my hands and remember the gold.
My hands paint many designs when it comes to love
sometimes a masterpiece
sometimes a mistake
sometimes my hands felt images I can't describe
Made up moments of handicap when lost
My hands perfect when in love
They write songs when complete
So many interlock moment with you
Firm, the perfect match, my fingers spoke.
they've been told
held so many times
always meeting, greeting,
waving hello's and goodbyes... ((you see my hands, they smile too))
Pinching my way through reality.
Reaching holding on to dreams.
Snapping fingers, we are a team.
My hands age in every turning page
Shriveled and old
Still you embrace and love the hold
my hands touch and make a difference
my hands learned a lot
my hands prayed
and knew their duty.
My hands employed by me.
When they are bored,
they tap and tap and draw THAT' annoying noise.
My hands know secrets, a fortune teller can never reveal
they hold the past, present, and future in every line.
I extend my hands,
without flipping the bird
Thank you Hands!
I am enjoying the sign language show.
In my next life, or so
I will praise my hands
Yes so beautiful, tender, they love to feel...................
I can't believe with all the time I have on my hands.
I forgot to mention I'm left-handed.
Like A Girl
I play like a girl, I hit like a girl
You say I throw like a girl,
And, when I run -- I run like a girl!
All that plus more, enjoy this one size fits all
Who and what I want, comes from being strong
Classy and fabulous, I'm female styling, this song
I've been told, cut to size
A world dark and gray, when life becomes an insult
Take heed when I speak my mind,
I am tough, outstanding and beautiful
Move ahead and say it twice, I smell nice
A taste of Cool Water and Justice Perfume
I have a non-stop multitask fixation
Like a woman, everything about me is hidden
Magic and alluring the only joy in sexuality you'll need
I'm empowering this moment!
Endorsing Myself, with a certain sort of mystique
I deliver an independent will,
don't underestimate my physique
I am a caregiver, a female who won't give up the fight
I remain firm and believe all women have equal rights
I walk and talk Like A girl
wearing heels Breaking the sound of Annabel
I am, Mona's unforgettable smile,
I stand tall Like Miss Liberty
I am, Betsy Ross, America's #1 designer
I am, Harriet, who escaped slavery
Like Theresa and Mary, I'm here to make a change
I am, Hilary overwhelmed with determination
I am a leader a Goddess, I burn like Joan
---Cleopatra in the room
I am Calamity Jane's wild side
Emelia's, won't give up heart
I am Anne, with my own secret hidden spot
I am Susan B, I have the right to vote
I am Emily D, who writes deep and pretty
The sound In your eyes aren't listening
You imagine I am weak, not strong enough, brave enough,
You call me different!
Still, you want my warmth, my love, and attention
I am not less, I am more
I am a woman, I frown, I cry, I hurt and yells at the universe
Nevertheless, I want to make a difference
Like a girl, I smile
A smile never seen or felt before, both defined and undefined
Your heart will ask and implore for more
Like a girl, I drive you wild, looking pretty "You're In Love!"
My Self confidence comes from who I am deep down
Everything I've become follows the makeup on my face
Bare and nude, I am the Madonna flowering the mood
At the end of every day, I have one other thing to say
The Next Time You ask me to cook and clean
Because you think, I belong in the kitchen
You better believe I'm doing it my way
LIKE A GIRL
~Summer’s Eve ~
I am a woman!
I am proud-
I am everything you want.
The adoring wife,
A beautiful mother,
A grandmother a granddaughter
A daughter, a sister,
A lover, the aunt.
Your enemy, your friend.
I am the working lady.
A widow left behind.
The Spawn of Adam's rib-
A mentor throughout this world.
A lady with class, sometimes a material girl.
A flower, and the sound of rain.
I am the color of the rainbow.
I am deeper than the sea.
I am the pink ribbon you wear.
I am delicate like snow.
The sun and the moon in your eyes.
A twister during dark skies.
The Daughter of Eve-
And, here is the only feeling I want to endorse.
In honor and appreciation to all the women of the world.
Happy Mother’s day!
Near feathers in the wind.
I stare as she slowly drifts into the shadows of yesterday.
She is not me
She is not you!
A theme, like morning upon a crystal view.
She is of the wind
She is of the sun
She is the moon
She is the magic in your eyes.
Tonight she sits on the calm waters of your reflection.
Tonight she makes love to you.
Tonight she listens and counts the rhythm in your heartbeat.
She is a thief and steals every single breath from your body and soul...
And Still -
She is the night air
She is the tranquil sound
She is perfect
She is mighty in your eyes.
You are the oceans
In you, she swims with trust.
You hold on to the tides,
You keep her feathers dry and warm.
You stray her away from the sadness in a lost dance.
The aches under her wings belong to the shade in your heart.
That is why-
She is the grace
She is the smile
She is the fire
She is everything in your eyes.
Graceful feathers in the wind.
The dream of dreams
She might be me!
She might be you!
"Till Death Do We Part."
-the symbol of everlasting love-
Dead Winter Stray~ By: Poet Destroyer
Nearby paces, Combatants lost under the cemetery walls,
“Blessed Men and Heavenly Remedy Women of Ages,”
Feelings of dance at the beginning of nightfall,
Scenery of fire, sadness passing this history page,
In that distant curve, somewhere nears the sundown stream.
Far away from the vision of mortal eyes,
A child plays as beautiful and pale like the sunrise.
She plays on the coast this beautiful but pale, sun raised child.
Pursuing nature, in a hushed angelic lucidity,
“In hushed angelic lucidity!”
Fragile fastened, to those adequate bones.
Profound deepness beneath the snow winder dust,
Below the memoirs of her floating vessel,
Reminisces of water drowning down rivers and streams,
A shattered female kneels in salvation.
An anvil so heavy it troubles the mind.
Lost in profoundness, in what might have been.
What was, for a moment in this period?
The grimness of her weak vessel dwells.
A lifeless winter strays around.
An album so old and dusty,
A christening gown not ever embraced.
Infinite, the woman and pale child of sunrise,
Soften footfalls beating out the torments.
Countless nights seeing the day of unspoken headstones,
Feelings of dance will never rest this heartache.
Eternity, in a dance of unconditional need,
Their hearts unite as one...
A closing of mother and child…
Dead Winter~ By: Catie Lindsey
There walks Warriors in that graveyard,
Holy Men and Medicine Women of ages;
at night you can see their Spirits dance,
setting fire to history's pages.
In that far corner, up by the stream,
far from the eyes of publicity,
she plays on the shore, beautiful Raylene,
catching poly-wogs, in silent lucidity.
In silent lucidity.
Brittle now, those fine bones,
deep beneath the snow drifts of winter,
beneath the memories of her body afloat
down rivers and streams of Remember.
A broken woman kneels in prayer,
a heavy weight on a burdened mind,
somewhere deep in what could have been,
what was, for a moment in time.
The grayness of her frail body lingers,
in a dead winter of the unborn,
on page forty-nine in the family album,
in a baptismal gown never worn.
Together they dance,the woman and the child,
their soft footfalls pounding out the sorrows
of many days at a worn out headstone,
many dances to come, many tomorrows.
Together they dance, The Woman's Dance,
their hearts as one...
the woman and the child.
~By: Catie Lindsey~
(for Catie's: Re-write contest..)
She doesn't think herself as beautiful
but there is magic in her eye
my head is always spinning
every time she walks on by
her gait is smooth and graceful
she doesn't miss a stride
swaying to an inner music
exciting emotions deep inside
She doesn't think herself as beautiful
but there is comfort in her soul
caring, kind, and giving
always the first willing to console
offering up a friendly smile
for all those who pass on by
lighting up a rainstorm
on a drear and gloomy day
She doesn't think herself as beautiful
but I see it everyday
the way she spreads His message
in many unexpected ways
her heart is undeniable
it will knock you off your feet
she's humble, meek, and mild
one beauty you need to meet
She doesn't think herself as beautiful
but I need to speak my mind
she's cute and fun and silly
She's not only beautiful, she's one of a kind
*GRANDMA WAITS IN THE GARDEN*
Hi, grandpa it's me again!
Your dentures sit in an open glass
Do you remember the tears grandma sang before she passed?
The way she looked into your eyes,
Moments before she said her goodbyes
Grandpa, I found a note from grandma, she doesn't want you to cry.
Hi grandpa, it’s me again!
The rocking chair is old and dusty
Do you remember the way grandma sat me on her lap?
Read many stories before I took a nap
How she enjoyed brushing my hair with her hands
Love the way she rocked me to sleep every night until I grew.
I stored your hearing aid away
Do you remember that special musical box in grandma's drawer?
I opened it last night, to watch the ballerina dance
I wish you could hear the tiny chimes grandma lived in
I hope you don’t mind, I’m keeping grandmothers favorite scarf.
I'm caressing grandma’s picture frame
Do you like the way she looked in that pretty sundress?
Grandpa, I miss the things grandmother did for you
I like the walking stick she handcrafted, the day your needed support
It kept you in balance every time we took long hikes in the woods.
Hello grandpa, it's me again!
Here I sit holding your hand
I have no more tears
Soon you will see grandma
Please tell her hi, and I know you will be there the day I die
Give grandma a kiss, and tell her I miss her
I am a character
In search of my author
Walking great distances in a circle
Wishing for a plot
Wanting a destination
Perhaps a soliloquy
Please fill my lips with your words
If you wish I will play the fool
You be my King
I am yours to rule
For too long
I have been without a script
From a confused heart my thoughts have dripped
Within your story I wish to be gripped
The Author of me
From whom I have roamed
Through your scriptures I will comb
Till I learn the lines that lead me home
As I study please capture my mind
Till within my spirit we are intertwined
Light from light no longer blind
You are the beginning and completion of me
Apart from you I cease to be
Thankyou, Thankyou for helping me see
The part of Your story written for me
All those that I have loved before
and the ones that will come after
would never have those eyes
Oh those eyes the moon of night
those smiling eyes that do not shine
yet glow with comfort in my life
His unforgotten cheeks
a musky scent of blown gardenias
treaded softly in my sleep
His Spring-kissed skin
The fresh sweet taste of last aquatic dew
which poured and reached
my soul within
Without demand I think of him
And whoever said that men
can never smell like flowers
and whoever said that men
can never taste like rain
Those are the ones who never
stretched their arms as far
as to behold the one
and whisper out his name.
Opening wings spreading out
one pure beautiful image in beholding
Gracefully embracing inside visions
greeting Mother of pearl shimmering rainbow hues
Her horn sparkling tipped diamond
Under the moonlight silver gleams
Her silhouette reflecting light
Princess wearing golden horse shoes
One mane in softest satin silk
Regally standing mustang wild
Magically colored purest washed from the ocean foam
Cascading hair scenting of burnt honey
Eyes penetrating in baby blue awakening
Her long lush lashes flutter and glisten
Upon her lips last rosebud's dew
Her coat in white like slushy snowflakes
reflecting glass shards of crescent cradles
She roams the fields singing to the prince
it is only love that will finally set her free
from a curse cast on her beauty
by an evil wizard
To be the only winged unicorn
of it's kind in the world
flying into softest cushioned clouds
She dances and sings,then she stills
In distance she listens to the sound of a flute
And there She sees a gorgeous young man
lying on carpets of evergreen
along with his father,and mother the queen
Her melodic voice like that of a jeweled string harp
hypnotised the prince
He ran and ran after pink butterflies which led the way
They took him to her
They glide above them
then to the promising celestial sky
they flew away baby blue
infinite their love.
As if He knew her in another lifetime sweetly
His eyes where glued. Into her own
He knew he loved her and had to hold her
Never to leave him all by himself
regally standing mustang white
His eyes were fixed into hers...
To her he went with joyful tears
His lips brushed smoothly her every fears
As then he whispered behind her ears
You are a unicorn and I'm a man
but with no other my.heart will share
I ll make you mine if you say yes
The first winged unicorn as a princess
Then he kissed her upon her neck
and a strong wind just pushed him back
From a white horse. ,fair lady She
had now won over her destiny
The prince's lips removed the curse
Now she is his ,as he is hers
Overflowing his heart
in sweeping golden joy
forever on deep sands
living always together
in everlasting happiness
written by Liam and Charmaine
a fun write dear friend
The night it is barren
from inland to the sea
but I am the one who loves you
you are not alone.
Tonight the sky is empty
stars fall in the sea
I am the light to guide you
do not wish to be alone.
If the world becomes deserted
all eyes you see are sad
I will smile for you
you will never be alone.
Sleeping I dreamed you
awake I keep dreaming
I dream because you love me
and I am not alone.
It is sometimes madness
a longing absentee
call it love
and we are not alone...
weaved with strands of light
Contrasted with threads of black
A marvelous mosaic
of a wondrous soul
I drape you over me
Feel your warmth
I hear the tune of you
Singing your happy songs
Yet if I listen
just a little closer
I am drenched with your tears
The alternate other you
I open you up
Lay you on the ground
Marvel at the intricacies of you
All the subtleties
The bold designs
Shapes I could never imagine
You are magnificent
Harmony within each part
I resist the urge
To fold you up
Place you on a shelf
Keep you all to my self
A treasure just for my eyes to see
I look around
It's not up to me
You are connected to all
Other tapestries and endless sea
carried away by them you us and me
So I marvel and just let you be
One floating away into the stars
magically opening up windows
a fairy princess flies royal
in a realm crowning regal kingdom
Dazzling beautiful moonbeam's
sparkling dew petal soft starlight
touching moments gleam diamond
caressing thoughts sweetest heart tenderly
Magic weaving ribbons spell
in desire softness shining warm light
stroking warm dusting angel feathers
enchanting lips under spell
falling kissing beauty
Sweetly waves dance
sure as the moon reflection rises
a fairy tale dream begins gleaming
She stands there motionless form
sparkling jewels spell bound blinding grace
Sweetly filled by waves emotions pop from his kiss
Pink champagne bubbles bursting flavors and roars in her blood
Sensitive skin like a stormy sea crawling warmly underneath
silver glittering dazzling in moon light reflections
A golden rain with white water lilies
Romeo and Juliet at the Opera - to be or not to be
all waves crash and land on shores
A beautiful love story under the moonlight
Paddling lonely on his lily leaf
he tasted lips the frog
But this is something bigger ...
touches heart and soul walking hand in hand
paradise a droplet of dew falls spiritually
Spiraling rippling fingers of energy
a really beautiful adventure begins
four chambers magically open up
Touching warm caressing emotions softly
inside an unknown world redeemed in light
Time has shown me this simple truth
That the light that shines from high above
makes the whole world bright
Here is the deepest secret nobody knows
Waiting to blossom at the bright coming morn
So true even in the darkest pits walking towards destiny
eternally shining forever in the house of beauty
Always warm miracle embracing
rays flutter warmly angel feathers
wings touching inside feathers of soft satin silk
Dewdrops rainbow bouquet color sun shining gold
brightly glimmering with hope
a co write by Anne Lise and Liam Mc Daid
VINEYARDS of HAPPINESS --------------------- GARDEN of SORROW
There is no greater Happiness,-----------when-----------Pulling away sorrow
then being in my lover's arms,-------letting go of----Broken memories
Kissed by his hungry lips,-------------------------------Rejecting all hunger, of love
spoiled by his sweetest charms.-----------------------The surface spoiled look in his face
There is no greater Happiness,------------------------Holding the depth of solitary sorrow
feeling my love's warm embrace,-----------------------Feelings of cold,no emotions on Gods grace
Meeting in our secret GARDEN,-----------------------Prolonging the visit to our VINEYARD
Opening dreams' golden gates.------------------------the door you open leads into dark woods
There is no greater Happiness,-------------------------Reviving every motion of sorrow
and there 'll never be ,for me,----------------------------trapped forever inside of me
till that far promised day,------------------------------------Broken promises day by day
My Honey love s' here with me.------------------------a wound so fresh, damaged like a twig
HAPPINESS -------------------------to-------------------- SADNESS
Happiness to me,is as easy as can be,----------------Sadness triumphs over anything in me
a doughnut,a cup of English Tetley tea.------some nights----------A bucket of ice cream,a bottle of Jack Daniel
Lying on my beige leather sofa,------------some days-------------Slouching up against the wall
Covered by a Woolen red tartan rug,------------- tears fallen like a red river on the carpet
Hugging and Kissing,Fondling and snogging,--- some mornings ---Crying and Weeping,Wiping the Sobbing
Just watching T.V.------------------------------------------Just imaging you
Love is a Pink Rose,--------------------------------------------A rose in the dark woods
with a crown of thick Grey thorns,--------------------------Like a cloud following you
delicate and strong.-----------------------------------------------Tilting till its gone
By ;Charma By : P.D.
inspired By : Charmaine Chircop compose By : Poet Destroyer
~A Poet Destroyer Collaboration~
Since time immemorial across the Universe—
Traces of my vapor, my dust trails, my footprints, my being
Light up the skies of innumerable planets etching themselves
Indelibly in the consciousness of the stars and making visible
Impressions in the cold continuum of deep dark space.
I’m mere particle matter—in reality, an iota of infinity that
Continues its travel through time and space and all dimensions
Visiting the vast frontiers of the Universe while leaving minute
Traces of my Cosmic DNA.
I’m part of the Universe’s great existential family—
My quest is to travel, to arrive, to be one with everything I touch,
And to savor a continuous divine purpose.
What unbounding possibilities there are as I traverse the far
Outreaches of dark space on Flight Paths of Eternity.
And sometimes I’m a part of rainbows that kiss the Face of God.
Gary Bateman, Copyright © All Rights Reserved (March 24, 2014)
She who sends waves touching beautiful warm and gracious words
Draws bright sunshine smiles in our hearts as they sing in her grace
Flowing from the heart her beauty held in her Quill ready to write
Pure diamond sparkling rainbows as a true friend is a friend in deed
The tidal wave raises fine soaked sand from the bottom of the ocean
And the waves curl out pearl white reflecting a most Picture Perfect
Image that is truly splendid and always sublime to behold and cherish
As Nature’s soft wind caresses your aura and inspires your next poem
She who sends these very waves touching beautiful personifies a Muse
So rare, so special—and brings her influence and talents to bear in
Masterfully supporting the efforts of fellow poets and dreamers as they
“Spill Ink” on blank pages late at night crafting their next poetic masterpiece
The very power and wonder of her good works and positive influence are
Always there magnificently arrayed like pure beams of sunshine touching
And dazzling all in her reach quite profoundly with the magic of her thoughts
And the quiet courage of her convictions as the simply wonderful poet she is
Gary Bateman and Liam McDaid – A Collaborated Poem (Free Verse Poem),
November 26, 2014
NOTE: Written in Honor of Anne-Lise Andresen for Her Fine Poetry and For
Her Continued Professional Support and Encouragement of Other Fellow Poets.
I was there
To usher you into this world
Mine were the hands that cradled your little body
The face that beamed in your presence
My hands were ready to catch you when you took those first steps
I celebrated your first words
Your smile spread across my lips
When others put you down
I was the friend who stayed by your side
You were never alone
They were filled with compassion
I held your hand during your darkest hour
Mine were the shoulders
The ones strong enough to hold you
They lifted you above the deep waters
Helping you to see beyond your own borders
You dreamed of new possibilities
My hands painted the pictures
I sang the songs
Built the buildings
Knitted the clothing that warmed you
Toiled in the fields
I was in even the smallest detail
You are that important to me
I was the teacher
The stranger who came along beside you
The applause as you walked across life's stage
I was every encouraging word
The realization of who you are meant to be
I am your God
I chose to touch you with human hands
Robert Ball's Honoring the Father Contest.
Linda's any poem goes #18.
In your beauty, striking jewels within your light
If I where to go into another world
Searching behind each and every fold
Wrapped up inside my mind
There is a never ending vision, of thought
Over half of it one forgets
in a short space me not
Flowering time one stands out striking
It draws from the gentle wishing well
inside the rainbow colors her
all shades of a promise
sprinkling softly in her mist
The heart began singing music to me
as the soul saw your guiding light
I would never break your heart love
one silent promise, made into oneself
at that very moment in time
I felt it
so very special
remembering the sweet pretty birds in song
Magic capturing that very moment
our souls inside out sharing
When the heart fell at your feet
it was truly amazing
You're my dove wings
Flying this heart deeply in love
with your peace the drunken spirit is floating
intoxicated in your space
falling softy emotions swoon
Savoring feelings explode outside reality
your amazing beautiful in my eyes
dazzling the mirrors of dream
Continious are these thoughts of you
Like undying winds and endless seas
Eternal gardens are my nights
between half moons ,still stars and skies
Sleepless are my dreams
In dreams I travel far to a distant land
In dreams I take you to my world,I let you hold my hand
The land of Oz I give to you,your spirit I'll excite
This fairyland of rainbow hues,I share it too
This fertile land that exists only in my mind
I kiss away the joyless rain ,and bring to you the sun
In fields of evergreen We'd lay,On milky sands barefoot we run
We'll ride the tide,and live oncemore
the forgotten presence of yesterdays
We recall moments of hearts once young
Of sweet songs played by nightingales.
I am just a country boy at heart
mustang free wild at spirit
Awakening to the bliss birds singing love piercing into a soul
Treasure gem in the promised land
dewdrops are falling rubbing them into my fingers
wind breathing her voice whispers silver
I hold so much love deep inside for you
stroking gently as it touches softly
your one amazing woman to me
sweetly inside the land of milk and honey
touching finger caress in the morning sun
Golden dreams in her I smile rising queen of the east
To she who bows me humble
so full of grace inside treasure deeply smiling
Then as I look across the mountains
captured in deep thoughts within beauty wow
White clouds in the sky racing to dreamland
darling hop on the magic carpet
whisked away in a breathless heartbeat
I fall away into a distant dream starstruck paradise Shangri-la
garden of eden your my seventh heaven love
never have I tasted such a fine fruit
paradise walking with you is to wonderland
hand in hand we will dance together sweetheart
in never-never land forever and always our love
you darling are heaven on earth
illusion of a rainbow falling rich
baby I found my pot of gold
your all the riches this man needs in the heart
Darling with you I can see a great vision
together in the great golden cased thoughts
us two at the pearly gates of heaven
now your my dream smiling angel of delight
You, who are so perfect in my eyes, so beautiful- adorable, and I, so flawed, ugly, damaged and crawling with defects; why do you enjoy my company?
You, who are so sleek and slender, humming with a quiet intellect and a serenity about you, and I, so grossly overweight and pretentiously boastful and nervous; how can you abide my company?
You, who are a paragon of patience, so understanding and self-assured, and I, so insanely impulsive, so myopic and brimming with self-doubt; how do you stand my company?
You, who are so sweet, so considerably kind, so thoughtful and generous, and I, so bitter, so selfish, so self-absorbed; why do you choose my company?
You, who are so self-composed, full of self-control, so sound and stable, and I, so very neurotic, so completely compulsive and verily volatile; how can you tolerate my company?
You, who are so diligent, so driven and ambitious, so achieving, and I, so lackadaisically lazy, so uninspired, so complacent; why do you settle for my company?
You, who are ethical, so moral, so very virtuous, and I, so corrupt, so unprincipled, so wholly wicked; how can you endure my company?
You, who are so normal, so well-adjusted, so conventional, and I, so maniacal, so unbalanced and irrational; why do you condone my company?
You, who are bubbling with charm, who loves unconditionally and is absolutely accepting, and I, boiling with rage, fueled by misanthropy and incredibly intolerant; how can you welcome my company?
That you love and accept me for who and what I am, is a treasure beyond measure. I cherish your company, but why you cherish mine is something I cannot fathom. All I know is that I love you, my dear, beloved friend.
**This was written for two very dear friends: Karen and Tommy :)
***I also love palindromes ;)
*****FREE VERSE OLD AND NEW ENTRY
Tell me that this fear is just paranoia in my mind,
we're not straining, we're not struggling,
we're not sinking, we're just fine.
I'm not perfect my dearest, but damn have I tried,
and I'll try harder but I know I'll have the same results every time.
Do you want me all the ways that I am?
With all the struggles and the tears and the clinging to your hand.
I fear your getting further and Im left on the shore to stand,
watching you in the distance with a bullet in my hand.
Tell me all this worry, its just clutter in my mind,
tell me not to worry that we're doing just fine.
Cause Im scared to run you off and I feel Im falling deep.
And Im so frightened of these thoughts that its getting hard to sleep.
All I know is that the heart wants what it desires,
because of you the match inside has turned into a fire.
And I feel the broken glass thats sticking from my skin,
Wondering if you'll remove the pain or push it back in.
My hearts frantic wondering if you feel the same,
pleading and begging for more than just a saying,
but to feel and to see that im not alone,
with being in this love thats overwhelming.
Once I told you that we didnt have a spark,
but you were lighting up and I was sitting in the dark.
And this fire, this blaze its wrapped in desire.
Im terrified to lose you, I think I might die or,
maybe disappear from all the pieces falling out,
im going crazy but when i open my mouth, nothing comes out,
and I cant explain to you why I just need to hold you close,
why every time you leave Im scared to let you go,
why these tears are building up behind my eyes,
all I know is that the heart wants what it desires
and it desires to be your wife.
So tell me in my panic, that your words are true,
tell my my dearest what I mean to you,
tell me that this paranoia is all within my mind
we're not struggling, we're not sinking tell me we're just fine
Awake... my first breath in the quiet of an April dawn
becomes a halted gasp, caught and hung in mid air
A warm, silent smile deepens as eyes are drawn
toward the distant horizon where the face of the sun rising
Veiled by misty, morning dew spreads its warmth through
dense morning haze across skies perfectly inked in gold
and raspberry hues, making a promise of a beautiful day.
Your words has made love to me under a spell
I feel just so alive inside your love sweetheart
flying echoes within beautiful songbirds singing in the valley
Magic whispers you're a dream stirring silver waves silently
enchanting warmly upon a November breeze
Oh baby over and over honey in the mind golden turns
crystal drops splashes of happiness
Sweetest child of eternal beauty shining brightly
on one treasure sparkling jeweled gem everlasting memory complete
Looking across the mountains searching destiny I call your name
haunting wolf howls alighting our souls unite as one body
Our hearts marry together sparking ignites purity
Then looking out towards the ocean hills crumbling
they begin unfolding out this vision towards the sea
I fall crashing into your space thousands of miles away
in this nutshell smiling a Renoir dream classic
your an attractive intelligent lady kiss me quick
Who is now holding high position of royalty inside four chambers
A picture hangs sweet kissing a diamond among'st maidens
desiring hot one rose blushing red each petal crowning
emotions of passion pure in white forever burning flames
blue inside touching you softly in a feathered touch
In gentle soft warm flickers each a beat
gently in the wildest dreams softly sings our song
Take my heart and join it with your's darling
walk with me upon golden sands
dancing with joy finding such a queen
I sweetly surrender to you this soul
my pact true our lovers path
forever and always holding hands
our destiny divine and beautiful sings
this is something I spent quite some time alone writing just finished it today
When I close my eyes I see your face
Shining beautiful like summer's grace
I see sweetness in the curve of your smile
Which lingers in my mind for a while
Yet in your eyes I see a lonely dove
Who yearns for man's honest love
Majority of your years you've had so much strife
Yet you still deserve a man in your life
So break the bonds and mould the pain
For there is still much more to gain
You Are The One I think of the most.You know and carry unconditional love.You have experienced the pains of pains.When You're not in My presence to walk with Me;My mind carries You and holds You deep in thought.The pureness that grows from Good devours The Evil...The walls of Your Heart fall down and open into fields No One Else can possible reach,love,know,or roam.The Wisdom of Your Fields develop and rules Valleys.Valleys expand into Vast Kingdoms filled with Knowledge,Power,and Intelligence...Across The Horizon lies The Kingdom of Heaven in boundaries of grey only a Lion Heart can visualize.The Strength of a Castle is built by Your Own two hands held by Fate.Only a Lion Heart has the keys to open the doors and the ability to cross through the rooms furnished with Destiny untold.A candle is lit.You pace the rhythm with a steady beat.Your Heart restores The Eternal Light with-in.Truth becomes factual.The Greenness of Facts unfold into Beautiful Gardens. Among The Gardens indescribable Rays of Hope appear with Faith as Your Spirit.Your Spirit becomes excelled by love.... LOVE Blossoms into The Reality of Freedom. Freedom is enhanced by Courage...The Courage of A Lion Heart that holds Forgiveness for All. With-in Your Heart A Garden of desire is standing firm and grounded...Could it be possible that You have A Lion Heart? Respect,Understanding,Love;that is Everlasting Serenity... I often wonder where this comes from as an Orion of ringing appears undetectable in Ones Ears... The Lion roars and The Angels sing softly with an inner Peace.May Your Gift of Acceptance Shine-On...From A Creator;to an Angel,better yet A Lion Heart.Walk among The Winners just for Today...
By Charlene L. Wilcox 03-24-2014
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
Written by Liam Mcdaid & A-L Andresen 01.03.2015
Copyright © All Rights Reserved
I remember the first roses I received.
I was going on my first official date,
and my beau brought me a beautiful
bouquet of red roses. At the time I was
so embarrassed when I had to bring them
into the house and put them in a vase
with all my siblings grinning at me.
Our relationship lasted a little longer then
the roses, but eventually they both died.
I remember the roses I picked out for
my wedding day. I insisted they be yellow
because that happened to be my
favourite colour of roses at the time.
After the wedding I put them in the freezer
where they lived in a frozen state for many
years among the steaks and rouladen.
Although I treasured them dearly I eventually
had to throw them out and they died.
I remember the single red rose my seven
month old son, with the help of his father
brought me on my very first Mothers Day.
It was one of the proudest days of my
life actually holding the title of all
titles, Mother. I had held that dream
in my heart since I was a young girl.
Time past before my son said the word Mother,
And long before he did, that rose had also died.
In the years to come I received many roses.
Red roses, yellow ones, white roses, blue,
orange roses, pink roses, rainbow roses too.
For Mothers day, wedding day, birthdays,
holidays, date days, Sundays and just for fun days.
Roses were always there from the day of marriage
until they filled my husbands grave.
Now all those roses, every single one, all gifts
of love, have died. Every last one.
The most amazing thing occurred over all
those years, although the roses died
memories of each and every one of them
live on till this day. I still see them in their
original beauty, smell their sweet scents.
If it wasn’t for those roses, would I still
remember those special days?
My eyes have taken the pictures of each rose
and filed them in my heart, where roses never die.
Written by Brenda Meier-Hans
Contest: Roses, Roses, Roses
Silent raindrops trickle
down my windowpane
on a frosty Winter day
Red breasted cardinals
tweet in distance
as children ride their sleigh
Smoke ascend from chimneys
amid shrubs and evergreens
Leaves leap through the wind
in chase of distant dreams
Waltzing swans in south streams
touching peak to peak
Squirrels from their grey nest
playing hide and seek
Grandma baking apples
with cinnamon and spice
I keep thinking of you
Snow angel with warm eyes
An old oak wooden cabin
filled with laughter,treats to share
A candle by the window
Shows me you're still there
A smoky tender whisper
'neath the harp strings of the moon
Calls my arms to hold you
as crimson hollies bloom
A cheerful song of Christmas
shared between two hearts
A mistletoe ,proposals
We've kissed to never part.
From night to night
I searched in a distant sky
to catch a falling star
To collect its scattered dust
which fell ever so slow
upon the short~lived lifelines
of my warm hand- palm
From night to night
I searched with ardent eyes
for ways to paint you a dream
from diamond shards
of a glistening beam
But from night to night
the argent moon would show
Filtering its opalescent glow
through my bedroom blinds
Reflecting its amorous lights
Outwashing every star I yearned for
Obscuring every other sparkle
with its lucent shine
Blinding me in many ways
Holding me captive in its embrace
But tonight,its a different night
Tonight,its lunar limbs are cloaked
with a mourning veil
Tonight,I dance without its shadows
And in its darkness I will exhale
Tonight I paint with stardust
and sprinkle kisses
from coppered ~flames
about the moonrise
and thinking only about your face.