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Details | Limerick | |

Viagra Falls

There once was a man from Niagara
whose wiener's so long it would stab ya'

but when it got little 
his pills became skittles   
until he O.D.'d on Viagra

© ~JSLambert  2011*****A classic "stiff" competitor, standing "firm" amongst other "members" in the "thick" of the competition:) hope everyone gets "a rise" out of it!


Details | Epic | |

Beauty and the Beast

Beauty and the Beast

In the deep core of her skin
I feel a human who is no saint  
Cutting out her heart, ripping everything in shreds
Leaving my prey gutless, in every form of sin
(HUSBAND) 
Watch the last beat of her heart as I slowly slaughter your (WIFE)
Thank you for participating as I slowly kill her in every way

Stripping her down to her every woman's way
I slit her throat and watch the red pump out her neck
Gasping, she gulps on her own blood
Gently I reach in and remove her silent tongue
I devour her deepness, for all the beauty you mistook 
Detaching all her limbs before she gave God her grace

No pity did I take  upon her while she gave one last breath
Look at the empty emotions I left behind in her eye
Staring right back, as I  pound a new cavity in her chest
Laughing at her brutal cries!
Confessing, it was time to satisfy her beast
Chuckle at the  thought, how beauty up and died
Trapped by my own dark, depressing abyss

Her mind such a waste, a hunger she left behind only I can taste 
Her eyes, I will cut and burn, for allowing him to blind her way-
Her red plum lips, I have sewn shut,  for never speaking up-
Her tongue I swallowed completely
I could not stand the crying of the soon to be slaughtered sheep
Bathing naked in her guts for not defending herself
Plunging out her spine, pricking my finger on her hip
My blood gushing out thick while hers flows thin
Analyzing while mutilating, myself reflected twin

A mistake it was to lurk, trapping the beauty within 
Putting her in a coffin, knowing this will dry up the tears
I'm holding up a guard with an unbreakable shell
My prisoner in this body of lust, forgetting the true meaning of hell

The women inside is dead, I murdered her long ago
The front I put upon is colder than snow
How can I let her find her Beauty-----------(WIFE)
When she still lives with the beast----------(HUSBAND)


I know her only secret,
That will give her life and brighten her glow
Give her a delicate rose and you will see!
The ugliness will melt, and reveal her true identity 

*Thank you Beast, 
*For reminding me what killed the Beauty 

Dark Poetry-Epic
~SKAT~


Details | Free verse | |

Jungle Love

Your sweet nectar
wraps around my senses
like jungle vines
steady drums beating
Your heart near mine

Your strong hands
hold me suspended
by my waist
Just enough pain and strength
against my supple skin
For my taste

The musk of your
sculpted body and the forest
has me going wild
But yet, the tender way you
protect me, reminds me of
Being a child

A safe familiarity
with a strain of animalistic
seduction
Your invisible hold over me
leaves me arrow poisoned
Unable to function

My long dark hair wraps you
with smells of coconut and ocean Sun
your locks full of mud and enemies
Blood
together, my warrior
We make One



Details | Free verse | |

Bringing Life To All

Thunder and lightning ruled the black night
As the frightened young mother struggled 
Beads of sweat ran down her pretty face
The old midwife calmly sponged off sweat
She hummed a lullaby to soothe her pain
Praying that the husband would be back soon
Five miles to travel in treacherous weather 
Seeking the one doctor for hundreds of miles
Twelve hours of labor now seemed like days. 

Fell trees and shaved off roof tops, toppled by whipping winds 
Rising rivers were swollen, and flooded make shift roads
Endless rain poured like there would be no end
Meanwhile her unborn child lay bridged as it battled for release
Suddenly the door burst open and the doctor rushed in
His clothes sticking to his skin; there was no time to change 
With his palm he felt her forehead asking pertinent questions
He and the old midwife tried manually to turn the exhausted child
At each attempt, mother’s painful cry was heard in the distance
She gave one guttural scream and usherd her baby into the world
The child, born limp, barely breathing as the mid wife took her away

He starred into her eyes, and knew that she was beyond his help
He brought the new born to lie in her mother’s warm arms
The silence was noticeable; the raging storm had passed
The sound of light rain, now a comfort, gently tapped upon tin roof
In a soft, weak voice she called her husband and managed a smile
Then she blessed her child with words from a mother’s heart
“May you be a light, swift as lightning when days grow dark.”
“May you have wisdom and foresight beyond your days” 
“May your heart nurture and remain open to love”
“Like rain, may you bring life to all “
“Born this stormy night, your name will be “Rain”.

~*~
By    : Audrey Carey
Note: Imagination at work:) Written for Constance's "Rain, The Story" Contest.
My imagination took me to some little village in Africa.  This scene is played out in 
many villages where health care is non-existent.  However, there's always, thanks 
to God, a wise, caring "midwife" to help mothers during delivery.
Everyday, countless miracles are performed by God through "midwives"!


Details | Epyllion | |

It's your attention to detail

Gentle caresses sweep my skin
with creeping tenderness,
devouring every curve of my body
and feeling its sizzling melt 
against your skin.
Your loving gaze enters my soul
striking away all attempts 
to keep the padlocked
heart and mind 
shuttered from any harm.
Your finger tips tantalize 
my womanly form
raising delightful awareness.
You lead my chin towards you
brush your nose and lips 
over my face as you slowly
move towards my mouth
then meet, magically.
Explosive emotions 
dynamite through my mind 
as we meld together
powerless 
I become putty in your hands
and you play purposely 
mastering your art
knowing it’s your attention 
to detail that matters
in loving me.


Details | Rhyme | |

PAINFUL LOVE AFFAIR

PAINFUL LOVE AFFAIR

I love you my lover.
I don't know why?
You are working so hard,
I love you from nine to five.

Soon we both will clock out.
Going to our separate  lives.
The lives we always dread about.

At work you give me the attention.
The kind my husband dose not give.
Plain simple kisses with no affection.
At my house that is how I live.
A love affair you did mention.
No more teasing, no more flirting.
Sneaking, and releasing our lust and tension.

We both started accidently caring.
While at work you hold my hand.
We see everyone just staring.
They can't bare to understand,
the two lives we are tearing.

I love the things we talk about.
Around my husband we always shout.
Always thinking we would be together.
Until that one day ,
I feel under the whether 
I had to tell you goodbye .
Writing you a last love letter.
Explaining the reason why?
No one can make things better.
All I can do about this is cry.

You said when your wife was in doubt.
About me to her, you did not lie.
My husband after, soon found out.
In that moment, I felt the need to die.
In my face he did more than shout.
About the baby, made him cry.
Relocating us to another route.
Far away where I can never tell you HI.
It's your baby, with no doubt.
The one thing my husband want me to deny.
This love affair I can never talk about.
A painful love affair in my eye.

             I.T.
      S.K.A.T. POETRY
          2-24-10


Details | Light Poetry | |

INCOMPLETE by Collice Rodrigues

Even though you sit so close to me
Seems together happy we could never be
As hard I try to get you close
I get pricked by the thorn of the stem of a rose

Your tear drop feels like a thousand pins
I’d rather burn to ashes for my countless sins
You’re a Lily on the water, to get you I try
But as soon as I come close, the pond runs dry

Try as much I would never understand
The pain you feel as i leave your hand
I want to tell you that every moment I miss
The love that we had at the time of our first kiss

I hope that someday will surely come
When our love will every strife overcome
I hope that someday our hearts will surely meet
Till then like the crescent moon I’ll remain incomplete

-Collice Rodrigues
5/10/2010


Details | Verse | |

Secretly Obsessed

Obsessed with the thought of you
wondering if it's only me or
if you sometimes remember the sweet things you've said
and if you meant them how I took them
or if I'm just obsessed with what's in your head

Obsessed with your very sentences
Every response I take personal
I know it's selfishness
Have you not noticed my eyes?
They hold secrets that only you can unlock
if you'd just take time to fill the thick juices of my pride
It's just boiling with lust, passion, trust and distrust
and other things I obsess over so much

I find myself writing to free myself from this prison I've created
where only you and I reside
I become confused about what I'm really feeling inside and I 
try to rid the thoughts that are highly debated as false and I
begin to cry and
think of casting love spells so that the universe can deliver this affair
I know it's unfair
but I don't care

I'm obsessed with what hasn't happened between us
I'm obsessed with your heart and that the fact that 
I don't think you've even noticed my selfish innuendos 
and secret undertones that blatantly express my lust
Or maybe you have and you calmly remain in resistance of distrust 
If you could only read my mind by simply touching my fingertips,
I'm sure I'd catch you out the corner of my eye biting your bottom lip
I'm obsessed with the passion and thoughts I think you have
Obsessing over an experience that I may never have....






Details | Quatrain | |

The Owl and the PusyCat Sail

Together the Owl and the PusyCat were married
Then again sailed out over the deep blue seas
Searching forever for the great Land of Nod,
To the place where they could find true peace.
True peace, true peace… Where they could find true peace.

The love that twined forever within their hearts
They sought throughout all the wonderous lands
Going to the place where they would live in peace,
A place where true peace, rules and lives in the hearts of the land.
The land, the land… Where true peace lives in the heart of the land.

Alas, the love of the heart, though truly not easy to find…
Is easier to find than the love of peace, found throughout the land.
So it’s said they will continue to sail, until that day comes true,
And when they land for the final time, will be up to me and you.
Me and you, me and you… That day will be up to me and you.



Details | Rhyme | |

Beg

Let me express my feelings
Let me tell you a true tale
So, my husband has a "gift"
One I can't quite tell

He has his sly fox ways
Of getting what he wants
For if it isn't his way
His ways are full of taunts

He begs and begs and pleads
Honey, baby, dear
I want to hold you close tonight
I want to feel you near

Sometimes I say ok
But others it's too hot
But before the night is over
I end up in his spot

How is that he could argue
with me after such a night
Over a piece of paper
That was strictly in HIS sight

I know he has bad days
Trust me, I have mine too
I guess he can make it up to me
"Somehow" we'll make it through

-Miranda Lambert-


Details | Fibonacci | |

Betrayal Of The Soul

.
A
Young
Mother
Rocks baby
Singing  happy song
Love in its purity bonding
Daddy slips into the arms of another woman


Details | Verse | |

I Can See

I seen a man
I seen a man
Bearing the weight of his yore problems in life
No tears wept, he left the emotions to his wife
I seen a man
Daring to proceed in front of crowds and be his own person 
Discovering the independence of his character in confusion
I seen a man
Touch not, he could not feel
Speak not, his mouth was sealed
Hear not, no one can listen to his mind
Taste not, the insipid peels of lime
I seen a man
In his wild days, love, would be thrown out there
Following an untraced path, set in air
Hate would bubble within
But it would not erupt, only applause... Fading
His story would confuse the young, puzzle the old
This is just the introduction untold
I seen a man
Imaged in black and white
I seen a man
But I am blind
I seen a man
I seen a man



Rebecca C*


Details | Free verse | |

Lolly

Obviously, I am kissed 
Once more by destiny 
When clock touching
The summer moonlight night
Without pain
And, flatten the thought 
By the buzzing bug
With a fiery lips, awaking 
My lonesome blood 
Into whacking as I fell 
Into her breath
With its natural scent 
Like Venus, the god
Wrapped my lonely body 
By sweet loving hand 
That I felt like 
Lolly candy
Wanting… 
To be licked 
By you, again and again  


Details | Rhyme | |

But then Again

She had hair that was dark as the darkest night
Brown eyes that shined like a beautiful light
Her lips made the brightest Rubies look dim
Odds of forgetting her were less then slim
                             But then again
What he wouldn't trade for one last night of sin

He was out looking for someone to meet
She was walking desire on a deserted street
When they said goodbye it was all for the better
Deep down he knew he had to forget her
                            But then again
What he wouldn't trade for one last night of sin

They said their hellos - Then said their goodbyes
Everything in-between turned out to be lies
He knew he could never get her out of his head
But tonight his wife would be waiting in bed
                           But then again
What he wouldn't trade for one last night of sin

Back home after they had put the children to bed
Images of the role playing still fresh in his head
He watched her undress out of the leather and lace
He studied each curve and the beauty of her face
                          But then again
What he wouldn't trade for one last night of sin



© 2007 Michael Jordan
All Rights Reserved


Details | Romanticism | |

You Touched My Heart

Oh how sweet and beautiful are the words
that you say to me, they stick to my soul
like honey to a bee.  They move me,
they soothe me, they let me live, for
it is you that I need and my heart
I will give.

You touched me like I never have
felt before, you start my heart breathing
so fast until I can hardly let go.
I feel your words like sand on a beach
they are still in my head and will never
decease.  Your words are so brand
new and alive, for they are the only
thing that is helping me to survive.

You touched my heart like no other I have
known, the way in which you love me
I wil never do you no harm.  Your words
is like an ocean running free, all I want
them to do is pour all over me.

You touched my heart like a child playing
with a toy, he love it so much because
it brings him so much joy. That is how 
you touch my heart, giving and bringing
me so much joy, it makes me feel like
a child with his new toy.

You touched my heart every day of my
life, that is why I do not care about all
the sacrifice. I wil do everything to make
you happy just as long as I know I am
the apple of your eye and that you will
do or say nothing to make me
cry.

You touched my heart from this day
forward, there can never be another
you because you are what I need and
it is me for you and you for me that
is the only way it is going to be.
you touched my heart.


Details | Burlesque | |

Redneck FATHER'S DAY------

***NOTE~TO BE READ WITH A RIDICULOUS "SILKY SOUTHERN DRAWL" (have fun:)***



"Storm over yet...?"

"Well hay'ell ye'ah! 
 woo-hoo!
 sum'body git me a da'gumm cole beer.
 whadda'bou  that boy th'er?
 sum'body git him'a cole beer too!"

"Diddy! that boy ain't nothin' but 8 years old!"

"Wha'choo sayin? 
 wha'th'a?
 na'I don't give a jolly'durn, if he ain't nuttin but 8 year'owed!
 shoot! 
 'dat boy dun' sat him thr'ew a big ol', storm! 
 torna'durr warnin' too!
 he gonna have him'a cole burr;  
 on me!"
 my treat!
 mama, git him'a cole burr! 
 ro'tt now; 
 ya'here?
 besides...
 ta'days father's day!" 



© 2011  ~JSLambert Esquire

   










Details | Couplet | |

Sweet Carmel

The taste of homemade Carmel so sweet/ everyone I know desires the treat.

After one night in the kitchen covered/ half the pan gone, next morning discovered. 

 Is it my beagle Lily whom loves any food? / she seems in a hyper beagle mood.

 I know I heard a squeak in the night / a dream ? No, for low was the kitchen light.
           
 T'was my husband, for he can't resist/ soft , buttered brown sugar , a Vanilla twist.
           


Details | Free verse | |

Rose Wine

Your strong hand 
beneath my head
my Love in your Blood
turned from friendship
did spread
into More
the first time you
took my Hand
and traveled every
line, of my Flesh land
the way you reflect your soul
Into my Eyes, 
makes me forget my small stature
shape, size
in this world
I wish to carry your 
future child
be it boy or girl
be them strong of spirit
Smarts of street and class
leaders of Eminence
Sweet mixed with Sass
I see this future
as I fall head first, spilling
into your secure embrace
like a single bottle of Rose Wine
Down to the last Taste




Details | Rhyme | |

I Want My Alone Time

 I want my alone time, just you and I
dont care if no one even come by.
I want my alone time the way it used to be,
noone but you and me. 

I want my alone time without any interruptions,
We need no introduction, only you and me, this is
the way I want it to be,

I want my alone time and need it now,
We do not need anyone to show us how.
Just You for Me and Me for You
we both know exactly what to do!


Details | Light Poetry | |

Programmers Paradise

Hubby was talking about the job he was at: when he suddenly…
Got into the ‘Computer Programmers Mode’. Where absolutely…
Everything became ‘DITS & DOTS, and DARS & FARS’…
No more caffeine for Hubby any time this week, at home!

This lingo of his, only belongs at work, where he IS an Uber Geek.
But here at home… you gotta know… he’s only talking to me!
It must be like the dreams he has, with reams and reams of code.
And tables of papers are stacked to the ceiling, or maybe to his nose.

It’s an APP-APP here, and an APP-APP there, to tie the Data to his code.
Make it go faster! Make it go smarter! In his own little world, you know.
His eyes have glazed, as his fingers flash over his fancy keyboard at home.
If only me, his little old wifey- poo, could get such attention as this, to know.

At least, he keeps my computers running, like crazy, and way up to snuff!
Now if only he’d give me the time of day… to get my own work done.
With a type-type here, and a type-type there: I definitely blow his mind.
He’d fix my typing, if only he could, with a new app, well designed.

The ‘Trouble with Tribbles’ is nothing, as when confronting an Uber Geek.
Microsoft falls into a hush, as they whisper out his name and fame complete.
For Halloween, he hooks up electronics, with apps to animated programming…
Never Fear! Hubby’s here! Next, the Turkey will be clucking binary coding.

He made Santa a GPS, which goes to mars and beyond: It’s simply otherworldly.
But now he’s talking in binary code… I hope Hubby’ll land home, soon, surely.
For with DITs & DOTS, and DARS & FARS it’s getting way past midnight.
I know he’ll be back to earth soon, tho, for it’s time to say goodnight!
 


Details | Rhyme | |

FOREVERMORE

When I hear your name
My heart beats faster than usual
It's not that I am ashame
But It's just your name is too special..

Can't control the feelings
When I am with you
Can't stop smiling
When you hold me like you do

When you hug me then
I feel like I'm in heaven
You are a blessing from above
And you are the reason why I loved

I'll promise to love you FOREVERMORE..
And I will cherish you until the end of my borrowed life
And I will keep our precious memories as long as
we see each other in our next life..


Details | I do not know? | |

The Farmer's Wife

It came into her mind, seeing how the clothes
Were dirty, and the water needed drawing again
How hard, how drear the work on the farm goes
And chickens needed feed'n, hogs needed water
Why women and not men were expected to tend
To all these hard chores, and not go to the shore
To explore, play, and stay, taking all day to get away
To relax not totally be tired out at the end of the day

He couldn't understand why she was so tired
Never felt like being the turtle dove
That he wanted at the end of the day to love
To hold for just a few minutes of consecrated 
Attention, to share what he felt and wanted;
Why he talked to the mule more dedicated
Words, than she talked to him at night
I'll just get me another life with another wife


Details | Senryu | |

Death of the Bride of a Frankenstein

His lovely monster

Stitched and gilded fell apart

From his staunch patterns


Details | Sonnet | |

Bless it be Thee!

May 27, 2010

Bless it be Thee!

Bless it be Thee!
Truly, I love you.
My whole my new.
My heart your key!

Loose lips and free.
Realistically, I knew!
You are far and few.
I can justly let it be.

You know, it is Gemini’s Full Moon tonight,
The Universe is waking up figuring us all out.
Point me out as a random beam of Moonlight,
I am engulfing and enriching charts in route.

Swiftly suited, I stand in my place!
Bless it be it to Thee! A closed case!

®Registered: Ann Rich 2010


Details | Acrostic | |

New Open Door

R  recline on the sofa, relax in recliner
E  entertain romantic thoughts; life couldn't be kinder
C  cuddle up late in bed, snuggle on couch
Y  you are my love, molded to you; stubble ouch
C  comfy now late in life, free from responsibility
L  love is deep; committment strong_capability
E  enjoying life_the fruit of early struggles
D  determined to fulfill our life together_not burst bubble

T  true to you; constant thoughts
E  envelope you with what love has wrought
E  easy is life sleep late_stay up late
N  now there is a new open door my mate


Details | Lyric | |

The Unhappy Moth

She chose a red scarf. The most red 
of them all.
Of a dark red, a sweet and thick red color,
just as wine.

She carved from the red scarf
from the middle
to the size of a Martini glass.

Then she carved one more glass,
and she kept carving 
till she fell asleep.

Yesterday
she saw her Beloved Moth 
flirting with a Younger Moth, 
carving together from a sweater
while she was getting busy,
carving in the shelves.

The Unhappy Moth drank lots of wine
woolen wine, 
last night.
She drank lots, too much
for a Moth.
The Unhappy Moth got drunk
and fell asleep
on the red scarf,
unhidden
with a heart filled with peace.

She was not afraid no more. 
Now she could be seen easily,
laying on the scarf
and easily crushed.

The Unhappy Moth was not 
afraid of death no more,
at least, now she knew 
how wonderful the red scarfs are
and that they taste
like red wine.


Details | List | |

In My Purse!

While cleaning my 
rarely used purse
I find:
 
Two picture postcards.
(never mailed)
 One pack of crackers.
(already stale)
a book of poetry
(I read every line)
Two boarding passes.
(his and mine)
Some notes I wrote while on the plane.
( on how I would never fly again)
Some tablets I took for a cold.
( oh, Toss that! Three years old!)
A crayon picture.
(drawn all in pink)
three pens that don’t write.
(all out of ink)
Some matches I bummed from a bloke. 
( I laughed at those; I no longer smoke!)
And way down in the bottom corner.
Almost out of sight.
A note from my Husband.
(My Life’s Delight!)




Details | Couplet | |

Who's Romantic Now

Who's Romantic Now? My Hubby is so Romantic that he told me I had infinite beauty the other day. And he said he is going to prove it, by looking at me from infinity, far away. But that’s OK I have to say, for he looks a lot like me. And I send him daily off to infinity; as to work he has to be. Now what’s so romantic about that, you may rightly ask? You see… he was supplying my muse, so my poem won’t come in last. CSEastman: Written on: 4-10-2012 Contest: 1-6 lines of Romance & Love Free Poetry Contest


Details | Haiku | |

MUSIC - HAIKU

Play The Radio Get Up And Dance All Night Long Music Heals The Soul


Details | Free verse | |

Wedding Night Bliss

With a sleepy smile she whispered
“I said I do today”
Spoken words with heart and mind
Lust and desire made clear
“Boy, how you grind my gears
and still arouse such wantom awakening
to parts of my body previously only stirred…”
My mind turns to the number of times
we have all but made love with our clothes on
Innocently touching, holding, wanting
Preserving something so very special
ready for the day that I can take you
Knowing you are my bride, belong to me,
are part of me, for now we are one
Together every breath, movement, thought
melds together in heated entangled embrace
My hands search for the warmth of your touch
the silky softness of your satin smooth skin
Item by item crumpled garments fold to floor
as I slowly admire your naked womanly form
for first time 
watching waiting wondering
yet knowing you are as ready as I as you smile
I scoop you into my arms,
lie you on our bed
Slowly we make our way into Paradise,
lost to ourselves
Found in our desires for one another
Destination – satisfaction
We arrive as husband and wife


Details | Haiku | |

LOVE - HAIKU

Love is as love does Peace begets peace; happy day Unconditional


Details | Free verse | |

First star to your empty Night

I want a love that
fills my veins like
liquid fireworks
sweet like sugar and 
cinnamon
strong enough to knock
me off my feet, like a 
mighty ocean wave, yet
gentle and magic
like the forgotten lyrics
to a nursery rhyme

I want our spirits to soar
into a bright forever
like two yellow balloons
released, by the
tiny, sticky hands
of a little child
I want, my man, to know
my true self
like the words to a favorite
song on the radio
to feel me, all that is me
rhythm bound from a beaten
street drummer

I wish to be a bright guiding light
as the first star
to your empty night
A familiar love, as
traveling back to a childhood spot
your first love kiss...
first bully fight...
first playground crush lost...

I want a love
that encompasses
my senses, envelopes me
from nothing, like the
steam from my rose petal tea
filling my pores
leaving me
rejuvenated and refreshed

A love, whom steals my worries
as a thief in the night
and greets me with doe- eyed
kisses, once rounding
up a fight

I speak these words into the 
universe, to send me a love
to call my own
what path will my soul mate
travel to me, mysterious 
mystical journey unknown


Details | Couplet | |

A Perfect Day

I sink into the steaming bath and soak my cares away,
A glass of wine to cure the pain the damp brought on today;

No screaming son to demand my time, today is just for me,
A book is all I need to be as content as I can be;

I call the local pizza place as the water cools and bubbles fade,
I order up a large for me and hope it’s not delayed;

Soon the delivery man is on his way with a heavenly pizza pie;
And I intend to enjoy every slice, just me, myself and I;

The rain is coming down in torrents as I snuggle up on the couch;
I slowly start feeling more like me, instead of Oscar the Grouch;

I turn on my favorite movie, the one I’ve seen a thousand times;
I enjoy every second as I relax, feeling sublime;

My family will be home soon and their needs I’ll have to tend;
The sun sinks lower in the sky, as my perfect day draws to an end.


Details | I do not know? | |

When I hold your hand

When I hold your hand
I know its true
your love for me
has truly grew
from a hill to a 
mountain
your the only one
I can count on
to be there when times
are lonely
in all your sweet
kisses and hugs, you
have shown me
your love is my treasure
and we can stand strong
through any weather
as turtle doves,
we fly together forever
when I hold your hand


Details | Rhyme | |

First Love

In the instant of a second, I just always knew.
A flickering flame I caught in the eye of you.
 
A feather in the wind and on my last breath,
A deeper breeze of Sunsets at night’s death,
 
A Star beams on the Moon and lights up the sky.
I am in a wonderland amazed at just how high.
 
Lo and behold, it comes to me at the end.
My first love left me His message to send.
 
Look up and you shall see me at night,
Look down and I am out truly of sight.
 
Hold on to the very end for I am near,
It’s my voice in your heart you’ll hear.
 
Take one breath or even two,
I am the one always with you!
 
 
®Registered: Ann Rich   2006
 


Details | Free verse | |

My Nest

Love is my nest.
It holds me
where all the world I see.
It saves me
from the ground
which my soul will never meet.

Up in a forest tree
hunters scattering in threes
they'll never catch me
I have love.
I am perfectly happy.

relaxed I am
I do not stress
for there isn't life
without my nest.

who cares what's below?
I am above.
love is my nest
My nest is my love.


Details | I do not know? | |

An Unforgettable Crime, Between Sunrise and Sunset

An Unforgettable Crime, Between Sunrise and Sunset 

Mankind shall never forget their choice and misdeed. Yes! He was highly displeased. An incident like none ever before.  A betrayal of love and trust, that caused an eternity of fuss.

It happen in a small garden, a village called Eden, in the state of paradise. Population not many, but the animals were plenty.

A golden law was broken. The guilty parties attempted to flee, and ran through the trees. Not knowing, there was no escape from this place.

The guilty, were called and did not respond. It was as if an evil light came on. One whispered to the other “let’s lay low and maybe He’ll go”. 

 An alert was issued nationwide.  A subpoena was served; the two knew they were jailbirds.


When asked, why were you hiding? The leader spoke and said, “I was influenced by the other party you introduced to me”.  “I was misled. You should have known, it wasn’t a good match. I don’t want to leave this home”.  


The voice said to them, “a forbidden law was broken”.  A one man jury and judge were appointed. The jury deliberated on the spot and justice was hot.
They were told, “Go on your way”.  

The world will never forget this day.  What was perfect became imperfect. Now you know.  “A simple bite of life can forever change you and your wife”.

The sentencing was fair. Both were told to leave. As they departed, I heard one say “Come On Eve”.

Dr. “G”


Details | Verse | |

Our Dream

We lay here,
alone with our thoughts,
together,
forever,
side by side throughout our life,
that is what we dream…


Details | Couplet | |

Valentine Romance

Valentines day is always something special to me, I explained. 
So I planned a romantic evening and got ready for my campaign.
The children were at a sleepover with their favorite friends they adore.
So I met my hubby as he came in, accidentally tripping and making him hit the door.
Thank God his head is hard as he hit that, the nearby TV, but very little more.
I made Cherries Jubilee as a snack while he sat there with an ice pack to his head. 
But before I knew it, I’d knocked it over and almost burned down the house instead.
When he finally put the fire extinguisher away…
I got up and got some of the kids’ apple tarts I had made. 
He bit in deep and burned his mouth, declaring he wasn’t hungry and the pain would fade.
Next he decided to go upstairs, but I had put rose petals down everywhere in spades.
And yes you probably guessed it… he slipped and ended up needing a little aide.
At this he decided to take an aspirin and lay down upon the couch. OH  HHWell…
But I knew the rest needed to happen above, to totally create this romantic spell…
I had to get him to the candles and bubble bath, where my romantic dreams still dwelled. 
So I got out some scarves and danced toward him, tying up his hands before he fell.
He never knew what hit him as he was lassoed and gently bounced up the stairs.
I guess I wouldn’t have had to tie his feet… a few words would have done as well.
But you know me when I get going, my mind tends to lose a few brain cells…
He was flustered, exhausted and bruised when he got there, but he’s made of the right stuff.
Though as I took off the scarves, he flopped on the bed pulling the covers over his head kind of rough.
He said he loved me, but living with me could be kind of tough.
He said it was better to leave it to him, for the romantic endeavors and such.
He said he had reservations and play tickets in his shirt pocket for later on that night.
But what he needed now was some aspirin and a few moments of quiet respite. 
So with a sigh he started snoring, and my romantic dreams were momentarily crushed.
I dearly love the man you know. But, do you think maybe I tried too much?


Details | I do not know? | |

You're my EVERYTHING

           This is not my WORLD.

           You're my WORLD.

           You're my EVERYTHING.

           You're the FLOWERS, the GRASS, 

           You're my THOUGHTS,

           You're my EVERYTHING.
            
           This is not my WORLD.
           You're my WORLD.
                     
          So now.....
                be part of my.....
                                    LOVE.



                  *please comment if you don't mind, i'd really like to know your thoughts (fav poem if you like)*
                                                  
                                                            -Angel4eva23


Details | Free verse | |

marking time....to my friends on poetry soup.- the Lord helped me fight death and won.

i don't want to be just marking

time.  i died on november 20,

2008, during surgery.  i was

on a vent when i awakened 

december 2, 2008....my sisters'

birthday. what made me llive

i'll never know.  i know there

are things to do on this side

of death.



i have no time for marking time.

i have a stupid bag hanging from

my side now.  i am supposed to

"get comfortable with it".  well

that was a laugh.

that was a laugh until i thought

of the people that had these

things with no hope of ever

getting away from them.



i am so lucky.  14 days i laid

on a vent, then 22 more.

i came home 3 days, 



then 


i had
great pain in my chest...
.
well this is great i said,

a pulmonary emboli, 15 more

days, three days home.



then back to e.r. blood pressure

too high.  this bought me 

4 more days in e.r.



i am home now and finally 

have spent 19 days home.

i feel every pain and i feel

every time that i feel good



yes, i am never marking

time again.....there is

something about fighting

for your life and your sanity

that straightens things out.



i don't recommend it but

i wish i could let your hearts

know what i know.

janetta


Details | Free verse | |

Dialogue Between the Little Miss and the Angel Prince

The Little Miss:

kiss kiss your little miss
and she flies flies up into the skies
away away from troubles array
to love to love her angel prince above
to love to love Armando above

The Angel’s Reply to the Little Miss:

"there was a girl precious as gold
she was found by a prince and told
that life itself was getting bold
until he found her in the world

"and he kissed kissed his little miss
and they flew flew up into the blue
away away from troubles array...


"...to love and hold each other above"

Written by Elaine and Armando


Details | Free verse | |

I Have The Evil of You

I have the evil of you
Caught in my hands, entangled
Like the arabesques of Eden's vines
Just like paradise, but why should shame remain
Singeing like immolation of Peter's Inferno
These reddish-purple chains convolute myself
as the grapples shoot out from the clouds
both below, above me
The self-lovelust propelling 
You did this - these plagues
You drag me down - to your cage
Cadaver Vampire - I am your slave



Details | Free verse | |

Love Will Out

In February? Sun burn from looking up at the sky? 
My Oh My… Yes, it’s so very nice and warm.
The trees are blooming and it warms my heart.
Even the groundhog came out, smiled, and looked around…
Six more weeks of this winter? The Best there’s been…
I’ll get out my Valentine trappings tomorrow at dawn.
Then I will go get our leaf blower and make it to blow…
Bubbles and Valentine hearts high in the air…everywhere… 
When my Hubby reaches our home and walks in the door…
I’ll cover him in hearts full of love… with kisses galore…
Yes, I’ll show him my heart… As he walks in… 
I’m sure… On Valentine’s Day our hearts will soar, again…

Happy Valentine’s Day to All and your Loves…


Details | Romanticism | |

She Was

Her smile,
Was the light of dawn.
 
Her ire, 
Was the blaze of noon.
 
Her sorrow,
Was the fall of dusk.
 
Her gaze,
Was the blaze of midnight stars.

Her voice,
Was music of the rustling prairie wind.


Details | I do not know? | |

The Way

Its the way the breeze whispers

across my skin

and the sun caresses

me

in his warmth

 

its the way you love me

even when you’re not here


Details | Verse | |

We'll be

We'll be forever building gold mines
from scrap metal and taking
recycled energy to cosmic levels
through third eye

We'll go un-noticed until the heavens turn 
or if our chakras are not aligned 
constantly diverting negative thoughts 
through our meditative lights

We'll build a sandcastle from determination
and live life on the edge,
fulfilling divine order and witnessing creation,
living in the now and staying ahead

We'll tip the earth off it's axis
and trick subconscious mind states into submission
You can catch us in the wind transcending counter reactions
Bi-passing illusions of circumstances 

We'll have an abundance of the maximum
Enough love energy for all who attract our path
We'll be the ones in the light
asking for nothing in return but peace
at last


Details | Pantoum | |

Old Shattered Pieces

Old chair shattered pieces trash now
I'm envious of my love's new chair
For he softly lays his sleepy brow
Upon that brown leather without a care

I'm envious of my love's new chair
For he snuggles down close sleeps
Upon that brown leather without a care
Rests, dreams, and quietly talks peeps

For he snuggles down close sleeps
In this big man new leather recliner
Rest, dreams, and quietly talks peeps
This big man who rest then is kinder

In this big man new leather recliner
He caresses the leather gently
This big man who rest then is kinder
While he rest I watch him intently

He caresses the leather gently
For he softly lays his sleepy brow
While he rest I watch him intently
Old chair shattered pieces trash now


Details | Rhyme royal | |

Lose Control

Let’s lose control
Let’s entice the soul,
With champagne swishes
Chilled in iced bowls.
From your head to your toes
Every nerve will explode, 
Every body sensation
I’ve cracked nature’s code.
It’s not on paper 
It’s what your face shows;
It tells me go fast
Then it tells me go slow,
Then blows my mind
Showing Lose control.
All exposed
The most radiant glow,
The most beautifulness thing 
Ever let go.
Lose control
Feel safe…there’s no foes,
Only me…Let go…
Lover Lose Control.


Details | Free verse | |

Rose Petals

Glowing and white, pure liquid flowing
My heart is expanding.
And I hear angels singing a song that fills my soul.
Rose petals are falling.

A slow steady walk, a gentle loping grace.
My smiling man in all black
So gorgeous. So perfect.
So mine.
My face is shining.
The angels are singing.
Rose petals are falling.

A steady warmth
So strong, and so deep
That gentle heat fills me to my core
And I find myself falling

Falling…Falling….falling.


Rose petals are falling.


Details | Lyric | |

Fate or Fiction

Is this fate or fiction....
the aesthetics of your love is a marvelous depiction
I am having a love seizure or is your love an affliction
Is this fate or fiction? 

It must fate, our paths have crossed our spirits soar just right 
you calm and sweet and never like to fight...
bring security and confidence in such a delightful way..
the expressions of your thoughts blows my mind away
Is the fate or fiction?

It takes courage to find out which one would be the exemption.. fate or fiction? 
when you have been hurt by an ex's restrictions
but the aesthetics of your love has become my addiction.
No Fiction this is Fate. 


Details | Dramatic Verse (Verse Drama) | |

Is It A Dream World

A funny little clown, a bright red nose.
Lots of make-up, and bright blue bows.

Children laughing, some fat and some thin.
Either dressed in new clothes or rags that are faded and dim.

Pretty white ponies with beautiful glittery saddles.
And again, those funny clowns are hitting eachother with paddles.

One clown keeps fallimg and pretending to cry.
The other is daydreaming and lets out a big sigh.

There are beautiful ladies whose costumes are rare.
And a man who scares the children by dressing up as a bear.

Fantasizing is a convienient thing, it keeps the shock low.
So the surprise about the real world won't be such a big blow.

"Surprised about what"? is what you ask next.
Its something you can't learn in a text.

You'll learn about life by the things you go through.
You'll learn about whats fake and about what is true.

You'll see that the clowns are still funny and have a red nose.
But then you'll see realize only money buys the ladies rare clothes.

That's also when you realize your clothes are faded and dim.
And you recognize how many times you've been beaten by him.

Yes, those clowns with paddles are at it again.
Funny. They are married and they're children number ten.

Thier children are scared and crying in bed.
Because thier big mean daddy made thier sweet mommy dead.


Details | Rhyme | |

Scary, Suspenseful

I grabbed my keys and stomped to the door.
I wasn’t listening to any more.
Why was he always so calm and RIGHT!!!!
I’d rather be out in the stormy night.
He spoke to me as I started to go.
“You can’t trust that car of yours you know.
Better take my keys and drive my truck.”
But I would rather trust to luck.
I spurned the offer of husband Jim,
Too mad to take a favor from him.
With ferocity, wind hit my face.
Debris blowing all over the place.
I almost turned to go back in
But I couldn’t bear to see him grin.
My car started as I turned the key.
It had been acting up sporadically.
I knew I shouldn’t be driving it.
I was just too angry to admit it.
"Drat it, I didn’t take my phone
Now I’m out here all alone."
I drove down the highway for an hour.
When the weather turned into something dour.
By now my anger was cooling off.
“I’d better go home, though I know he’ll scoff.”
It was snowing hard as I turned around.
And I was glad to be homeward bound.
I skidded a bit as I hit some ice.
The engine stalled and it was “no dice”
It wouldn’t start as hard as I tried.
I was so remorseful that I cried.
I was terrified when it wouldn’t go.
I couldn’t see any lights through the snow.
I’d met no cars for many a mile.
I knew I would be here for a while.
And then I remembered the horror tales
When a girl gets lost it never fails
That the one who would find her is a beast.
And that she is murdered is the least
That could happen to this hapless lass.
I looked for a weapon and found a glass.
I tried to break it with my shoe
But it was my shoe that broke in two.
Should I crawl into the trunk and hide?
Maybe he’ll not think to look inside.
Ted Bundy roamed around these parts,
With his evil deeds and some other upstarts,
Could be just as malevolent as was he
And it is very likely one could be
Waiting for such a dummy as I
Who raged out into a storm to die.
I saw a light behind me a while ago,
But it disappeared in the blinding snow.
Did it make a turn or is someone there?
I could feel the prickles from my hair
Rising out of my scalp with fear.
I know now that my fate is near.
Then I saw him a blurry face,
Scraping the window to clear a place.
I found the flashlight and turned it on him.
Oh thank you, Lord. It’s my husband Jim.
“You didn’t think I would let you go
Out into a storm all alone you know."
We got in the truck so nice and warm
And were soon safe from the winter storm.

Joyce Johnson










Details | Personification | |

Step by Step

Yiddy awdy those ticks are here to stay.
Here and there but everywhere astray.
 
Tick tack I am going to laugh at that.
On the Moon or on the Sun I have sat.
 
Jump started or kick started my day has begun.
I’m holding a life of lifetimes on the go or run.
 
Yicky yacky just what is it that I am to do?
Run all over the galaxies in search of you?
 
Shucks you mucks, I’d do it all over again.
But from time to time you stop when I begin.
 
It’s a life of life’s bundling into one row.
Yet it is step by step in which it can grow.
 
 
© Copyright: Ann Rich   2007


Details | Rhyme | |

The Dirt Gobblins

I always wondered where the dirt came from, cleaning had me in a rut.
I don’t allow shoes inside, and with air conditioning, I keep the windows shut.
My mother said it came from dirt goblins, they’re lovers of dirt and smut.
And Goblins love to play. Strewing dirt about, as around they strut.
They invite their friends, and then leave us with lint, fluff, and a dusty glut.
I finally put nightlights in the bedroom’s to keep them out, I’d had enough!

The dirt goblins come in from the outside, they live among the shadows.
They make their homes under the beds, behind boxes, or in the darkest hallows.
They track the dirt everywhere. Yesterday, I even found some candle tallow!
They follow your pet to gather their hair, the perfect nest to burrow.
If you aren’t quick at this point, with little dirt goblins you’ll be blessed tomorrow.
We don’t fight or make them mad. My husband handles them without sorrow.

My fearless husband invites them down to the friendly basement below.
He’s very good as he talks and becomes their friends, you know
They’re lonely and want to play, so he makes promises, to help them go.
Then he opens a box full of gifts, from the vacuum bag he bestows. 
He tells them of the neighborhood, as he makes a map full of important info. 
Then he releases them into the back yard, on this mission he quietly tiptoes.

Everyone wonders what he doing with the boxes in the yard he lays about.
He’s sneaking them out into the yard, with directions given to the goblin scout.
My house is becoming cleaner, as the goblins slowly continue to move out.
Pretty soon we’ll have the cleanest house in the neighborhood, throughout. 
If they come back, we’ll send them to the other neighbors, as our gifts give us 
clout.  
And as for the boxes, beyond any doubt we’ll never let that secret out.

Written 5-18-2011 Contest:Dust and Cobwebs Topic: Spring Cleaning


Details | Free verse | |

Making Onion Stew

Onions, delightful brutes, you mutter
I wipe a soaking eye,
pepper speckled beef shuddering in oil
your arms wafting closer, now further-
smelling tobacco, cinnamon,
a lick of salty neck, a buttery potato
tastes mingle. a tang of thyme between
nape and hair line
the beef was crisp, you turn it over
‘flip!’ you grin, the marble counter-top
icy cool under my slipping hands,
a sprinkle of turmeric trailing down a shoulder
down a back, a splotch of coconut milk
smudged, dappled with wild finger prints
star anise meandering, from blade to blade
trees silhouetted against cloudy, sunset skies,
petals and wings of pure blue unfolding
among branches, my lashes brush your bristles
a glisten trickles, off-key smile.

the onions shed their peels
cheek-smooth, mellifluous
near the kitchen sink, your fingers
peeled off all reticence,
another cheek caressed.
ravenous mouth crushes
a morello cherry
exploring seeds and teeth
savouring the yielding endocarp.
you eat in small mouthfuls
the warm batter, the lemon zest. 

the onions! the onions,
we control the simmering flames,
crushed cloves, velvety coriander leaf-
taste,  a spoonful, a finger tipful
here, I think this piece is done
you bite. mmm, more bites
hair gathered in a tight clutch
more bites. perfect roast
mustard seeds spluttering, 
your thumbs fondles the fleshy petals
of the cardamom pod, 
prying the secret savage garden inside
curry leaves twisting in the heat
arching back,
view of window, upside down
unruly curls on your devouring head
crimson indentations, possessive flags
marking territories, to be filled with marinade
lets mash the meat. knead in the garlic paste-
cream melting on a ravished tongue
hearts thumped in
non-rhyming decasyllables
water jug tittered, then cackled
fell face down, a clatter among
the sizzles, splutters and gasps
aroma misted trance eyes
pulsating up, up, clouding with stars.

we saw later, surfacing for air
night has slurped up all the blue
trees, a blacker black, rustling in the dark-
our onion stew was ready.


Details | Light Poetry | |

Always

Walking with you all the way, because I missed you night and day. 
Holding your hand to help guide the way, in the light of the moon? 
Sunshine brightening our lives whispering ways, hold my hand, 
I want to be with you, up lift your soul in oh so many crazes. 
Hold you in my arms and remembering when our lives took us, 
Each to two separate places, what am I to do now? Eyes so clear, 
Pull your likeness... 
Closer to me now and cling to you at closed in spaces? 
Whisper in your ear that I have no grievances to spare, so come to me, 
Come to me now, I want you to be here, love me now, I have a life to share. 
The effects are rollin over our bodies, like it can’t decide, 
Caught in between here and taking you out to be the ride of your life. 


Details | Personification | |

here 4eva

When all hope is lost

when the birds have stoped

signing their sweet melody,

and the flowers lost their sweet scent,

when the grass started withering,

u were there for me.



u defied the odds and stood tall when i was down.

u were able to reach down on me

u reached my hand and pulled me up.

u believed in me even when i didnt believe.

u made me your hero.

and for that i regard as the best gift in my life.



i will rise again and be the hero in me that you have always seen.

i will stand by you forever.

naw i am a believer,
 all because of you.

and when i look over my shoulder,

i see the dark past that was my life.

and the thought of you brings light to all of it.

now i can walk with my head held high

because i kno wat m made of

and what i have to do.



i know i have to build you and i

a little heaven on earth

where we will live a happy life that all of us always dreamt of.

we came from humble beginings

and today we stood as legends in the name of love.

we wrote the story of our love in sand

hoping that the wind will not wipe away.

but we dont know of the happenings of tomorrow,

so lets rejoice today,

wat our love has created and brought upon us.



u have not deserted me,

In my darkest hour,

i will also be here with you forever,

for i know u do not want me to go anywhere.

you showed me how it is to love,

i will return the love you gave me

and will remain true to you as u have been true to me.

you are every reason, every hope and every dream i ever had,

and no matter what happens to us in the future,

every day we are together

is the greatest day of my life.



m going nowhere.

unless you push me.

but i will move with greater resistance.

for i do not want to go anywhere,

here is where i want to spend the rest of my days,

i have became happier each day since u came into my life.

and i want to share the happyness with you.

if you will let me stay and enjoy the happyness with you.

there will be obstacles in the journey,

but i think both of us will tacle the obstacle together and overcome.



u always had faith in me,

i also have faith in you, and will forever have that faith,

i plead with you to never loose the faith in me,

even through my downfalls.

m here with you and for you

M here 4eva.


Details | Light Poetry | |

Drinking from the Baby Bottle

Holidays come and holidays go, but the grocery store is a war zone.
You got to get there fast… or Honey you’re just plain out of luck!
My diabetic hubby drinks caffeine free diet soda and what luck…
You know the ones he takes to work... Only the little bottles are left…
I knew I was truly sunk when the 3rd store was just the same.
So as lunch came around, my manly man’s manly sized lunch came out.
But everyone became quiet and laughed as the baby sized bottle came out.
Everyone was laughing as my hubby drank it down.
Then he held it up and said “In your diapers” as everyone laughed around.
And to everyone’s surprise he pulled another one out from his lunch…
This time there was applause as he drank that sucker down.
Today was his day to entertain.
Tomorrow it’ll be someone else’s to claim.
Thank goodness his sense of humor… is worthy of acclaim…



Details | ABC | |

Sometimes I Like To Pretend Things Never Came To A End

Sometimes I like to pretend, things never came to a end. But over time, our love became a crime. I didn't know what we had, would ever end so bad. But then I knew things weren't right, when we started to fight. Now I walk down memory lane all the time, the pain is worst then committing a crime. We only caused eachother pain, but we were eachothers maine. I thought things would be alright, but I cried alot that night. I don't want things to change, without you my life is strange. You said you wanted me so much it started to hurt that you couldn't wait, now im just another person you hate. When you said you didn't care, I knew the person I loved was no longer there. You aren't the same, the new you is lame. We both fell, now it's hell. You use to always be here for me, like family. But now your nowhere in sight, things aren't right. Empty is all that I can feel, I still can't believe this is real. I didn't mean to let you get away, I didn't know what to say. Am i with the right guy, or am i telling myself a lie. I was afraid to loose what we had, but to you that choice was bad.


Details | Lyric | |

Prisoner

A Prisoner Of Your Own Karma
But You Don't Wanna Deal With It
So You Point The Fingers At Others
To Justify, To Clear Your Conscious
You The One Attracted A Mirror Of You
It Don't Matter Who It Is, But Its Still You
Wrapped In A Different Package And Race
But You Still Attracted A Mirror Of You
A Prisoner Of Your Own Karma
But You Don't Wanna Deal With It
So You Point The Fingers At Others
To Justify, To Clear Your Conscious....


Details | Free verse | |

Little Red

Full Moon Brimming 
On A Hungry Wolf
Fire still burning 
Words are not enough

Red Riding Hood,
You stopped me where i stood.
The basket you held, looked so good,
I enticed...And you fell... 

In the woods... safe and sound
We could not believe what we had found
Me in denim... and you it lace

We understood, each other so very well
Full moon brimming over with light
Gazing into the eyes of the other

The twin to me, I did see, in You.
Be careful with my heart, my love.

My running shoes are unlaced for now,
So lean back and enjoy the ride.
Embrace all the laughter, our lives allow.

rlm


Details | Sonnet | |

Rev My Throttle

As last rose of summer opens wider
Night is drawing nigh, rose cutter in hand
The rose clipped in its best stage; placed in cider
Jar that was used up, cleaned_now it will stand

Jar of cider was enjoyed long ago
Remember that day on our honeymoon
You were so young with raven hair my beau
We found that road side stand that afternoon

Bought that jug of cider that was so cold
Refreshing after long ride around mountain
So eager for life that we would build_hold
Hold each other_life; wanting to obtain

I clip that rose_place in memory bottle
One memory revs my motor throttle


Details | Light Poetry | |

You Turned Me Into Eggs Again

It's like your scrambling my brain in a skillet
 I can't tell what you said and I am left with no wit
 
When you start talking everything gets hot
 Everything gets blurry, I can't say if what I heard is right or not
 
The sizzle of the butter as it melts down in the pan
 The pressure rises as butters browning, now do understand
 
There go my nerves as the egg cracks making a sound
 There goes my heart as the edibles fall out
 
When you loose me again as the egg and whisk go round
 Here I am again as the omelet takes it's route


Details | I do not know? | |

Let's Fly

I look longingly above
At the big blue sky.
Do you think it’s possible
For me to fly?

I flap my wings
To no avail;
Everything I try
Seems to fail.

Why can’t I move,
Somehow break free?
Something’s holding me down,
Stronger than gravity.

I look around me,
And there I see
Another soul longing
To be free.

I take his hand,
Try to take flight.
But we don’t move,
Something’s not right.

Our first thought is
To turn away,
But Someone beckons,
We begin to pray.

Something happens 
Right then and there;
Suddenly we feel
As light as air.

He changes our hearts,
Makes us new.
One look at Him
And off we flew.

No tether holds us down;
No limits, none.
We fly together 
For, in Him, we are one.

So come fly with me
To heights unknown.
I’m lost without you,
I can’t soar alone.


Details | Verse | |

Oh Yohanes

Oh Yohannes
I must be honest
I’ve got a jones for you
And when I saw you, 
I remember the sun reflecting
rays of light on your skin 
so bronze, so peaceful, so simple

I wanted to tell you all my secret
desires and temptations
and kiss you and hold you close
and when I realized I was dreaming
and that this feeling was a hoax
I began to be led astray 
by sexual desires and thoughts of foul play

but in the meantime
I have fun with the fantasy of imagining  you beside me
I stay up countless nights thinking
about how we could defy gravity
and how we could somehow reverse all the laws of sanity
and just do something crazy
I can’t make it stop
I must be crazy

And when my eyes closed...
I wanted to fall in your arms and tell you about all the fantasies that were created in honor of you

And tell you how your eyes seem to remind me that it’s okay to be beautiful

Oh Yohannes
I must be honest 
Your deeply rooted stare 
will long remain a part of my fire
and my insanely human desire to make love 


Details | Narrative | |

Dream Catcher

When the light of the sun begins to fall Echoes of thoughts begin to ball Drifting into a sleepless state Possibilities grow, at a relentless rate I open my mind, in a wonderland of no validity Emphasized by a walk, through a mirror of fluidity Children's laughter in a sadistic tone This dream is a nightmare, far from home The path I am walking........leads to a house Beyond the door, I wish for my friend, my lover and spouse As the door creaks open a figure is revealed I brace myself, my numbness is my shield A wrinkled hand reaches out from the black It grabs my wrist, leaving no time to fight back As I'm dragged into the darkness, the figure becomes clear The face of my victim, my deepest fear


Details | Imagism | |

A Circle of Promises

Resting upon my outstretched hand
lies what was once
a circle of promises never ending
given as a symbol of love
spoken and unspoken
now just a circle of heartache(s)
this too never ending...
or so it seems.
Two people,
once possessed of this band
vowed for eternity
to travel together as one
a promise soon broken
rendering forever
one again into two.
That which long ago radiated
a warmth felt only
by those it encircled
its luster now dulled by time
lies cold upon my hand
with only my memories 
to hold it there.
I wrap it once more 
within tissue yellowed by time
and return it to my box
of gone but not forgotten memories.


Details | Senryu | |

The Obligation

Wedding band binding
Constricting Obligating
Love bands holds uplifts


Details | Blank verse | |

I Want to be Your Bride

I want to be your bride
No beating around the bush

I want to wear a white cape
And mouse ears
I want to blow raspberries at your loved ones

I want to dance 
Alone
On a table to our song
I want to eat the best bits of the cake
And lick the icing
When no ones looking

I want to make a speech
When I’m drunk
And call you by an ex-boyfriends name
I want to sit on your Mothers knee
Thinking it’s you

I want to arrive an hour early at the church
In the rain
And wait outside
I want jesters and clowns in bridesmaid dresses
To follow me around all day

I want a ring
I want five rings
One for each finger
And thumb
Just in case I lose one

I want an orchestra of mice
To make your relatives dance
I want to take you to bed
And sing you nursery rhymes as I undress
I want you my darling
Don’t you want me too?


Details | Sonnet | |

Retire And Be My Love

Come along retire, travel with me
Be my love in places we've not seen
We'll travel around the  world our home
Roaming those valleys and mountains tall 

Our love won't wane only grow__untame
We will have all our pleasures anew
Every moment treasure  other
Whilst each day brings us new sunrises

Each one more glorious__ exciting
If these pleasures seem your heart  to move
Come be my love in our latter life
In passage  over the ocean blue

We'll travel see the world anew__dream
Dreams that our imagination schemes


(Parody of "The Passionate Shephard To His Love" by Christopher Marlowe (1564-
1593) for Dr. Ram's contest.)


Details | Limerick | |

The Shooting Star

Spishu,spishu the shooting star
Noisily flies across night bar
Lights life for split second
Then wonder if beckon
Which one is being called afar


Details | Light Poetry | |

ADDICTED TO YOU by Collice Rodrigues

I wish to breathe my last breath in your arms

You’re the one to kill me with your charms

Everybody coaxed me to avoid you but no

You’re that someone who I just can’t let go

 

This world is cruel it has always made me cry

You take me to heaven and teach me to fly

You taught me how to deal with my pain

Without you barren would my life remain

 

You take me to a different world as I hallucinate

And all the pleasures of life you begin to recreate

I’m losing my senses someone tell me who am I

I know I need you but I don’t know why

 

Your absence makes me restless it’s you I need

I am an addict and you are marijuana my weed

I got addicted to you that I intentionally chose

Now that I’m addicted I don’t mind an overdose

 

-Collice Rodrigues

11/11/2010


Details | Ballad | |

Josette, Drive the Faerie out of me

She's Lost--I'm the one left to blame Forsaken by my potent manipulating game I've killed the one, My starcrossed heart Desires ...But not By My hands I Try To Follow her ghost But the fog and mist are too strong My eyes are rendered useless "You're Never going to Find Josette" The netherworld Spirits sang I Won't lose Heart I Will Win this Fight For My Sacred Josette's Right to Life This is what happens when The Devil's Adovocate Falls for Jesus's Greatest Bride This is what happens When The life of the disease Loves the cure it desperately hates Drives you mad But Wasn't I already? Josette, I'm begging you To Drive the Faerie out of Me


Details | Light Poetry | |

Thoughts in a Warm Room

She looked deep into his eyes
wondering why she loved him
It was not shape or personality alone
His tongue was sharp at times
and as he touched her magic parts
Wondering -- vanished


Details | I do not know? | |

If only you are with me!!

I can bear sun& the rain & storms,
If only you are with me,
Will always be smiling & happy,
If only you are with me.

All I want is your love,love in your eyes for me,
All I need is your hand, to hold me when I need,
Trust me, I will live on, if only you are with me.

Flowers will be beautiful, birds will be chirping everyday,
I don’t need anything else to see!!

If only you are with me!!!!


Details | Romanticism | |

Our Unfettered Poetry

Our poetry...
A thousand times been read
Syllables contort tumbling 
Under covers
Free verse unfettered 
Beneath hot breath
Brail symbolic softens 
As soon as alabaster wets
Lips’ reciting merely, what is 
Or should be heartfelt said

Our poetry...
Sapidus is to taste
Licking walls 
As licorice moisten
Is the dark, chocolate
Bar shadows cast
Through blinds 
And legs of sunrise slats
Or perhaps, metaphor
Marinating passion’s hands

Our poetry... 
Evermore in verse
Italic are the directions
Of sentimental waves 
Strewn linen’s cryptic 
Unmetered cursive
And letter lorn lavender 
Stylish fashioned lace
Hence forth on and on 
Withdrawn from structure punctuates 

Our poetry... 
Stanza’s line by line alive
Moves the throb muscle and tis’ heart 
Further as the ballerina saut-de-chat 
Etching out pass sweet
Tip brushed Dominican eyes
The mind is running after what 
Shall merely be defined…as
Poetry reiteratively serendipitous 
Clever as a serpentine


Details | Light Poetry | |

Bella

Bella
She came like a wind like a hurricane
But this hurricane bought life in my world
This  hurricane got light in darkness
It wasn’t none like the other we see
It bought me happiness
Once again a reason to live for
The courage to dream for
The passion to love for
That hurricane was Bella
My bella my very own Bella
Sukis bella no matter how hard I try to or what I say 
I could never tell her the depth of my love for her 
She is the very reaon I write this
She is the very reason I had waited all my life to be with
My bella no matter what the world may say or any one else may say
Nothing could ever change what we have no one could even imagine what we have 
What we share is a pure blessing from the heaven above.
The feeling of true unbarred love the will to put everythin on the line for each other
Is a bond we share and we would share through out until the end ignoring what others have 
to say
This is to my Bella my dear sweet caring Bella 
The Bella I love with all my heart and shes is the one I shall protect until I shall fall.


Details | Free verse | |

My aggravating paramour

Stop it!
I’m exhausted by you
Always complaining, never supporting yourself
Stop it!
I’m overworked by you
Never being grateful, but expecting the help
Really!
I know it’s not your fault
Now pick yourself up, I will see you on the twelfth


Details | Quatrain | |

With This Ring

With This Ring I Pledge My Love You Were Sent From The King From The Heavens Above, It All Started With A Kiss At The End Of A Special Night That's When I Knew I Couldn't Miss I Knew It Was Right, The Next Thing We knew We Were Husband And Wife We Were Both saying 'I Do' I Knew It Would be for Life, I Wouldn't Change A Thing Because It's Helped Me to Grow And That Is Why This Ring I Hope Will Show, How Much You Mean To Me How Much I Treasure Your Love And That You Will See Our Love Was Made From Above


Details | Free verse | |

Night and Day

I Nephthys
Sister of Isis:
Energy of birth and guidance of growth,
guiding life to live and the people praise her.
Her strength so wide, it's bright, making her smile visible.

I Nephthys
Always her shadow cast by her light;
I am the moon and she is the sun.
The people's adoration strengthens her strife
and their cries and pleas to me, weakens my heart.

I am invisible
Just a watcher of children and a care taker of ages.
My presence not be known, till their time has been interrupted
or their string has been sowed to long.

My sister receives the tears of joy when a child comes to this earth.
I receive the tears of sadness and hate when I cradle their womb away.

I stick to those that mourn for their husband to wars long past
and hover around the withering sick in their beds.

I guide the fearful souls to their penance or grace,
But I may not comfort them to which they'll be placed.

I and my sister
I am the night and she is the day...
And though our works are different,
we are both needed, for we make a circle;
a cycle for this race.

But...
How I wonder of a smiling face.
That plays along the light touched meadows
and frolics on a golden pace.

But I will not see such images, for If I am there,
My work must be in place.

Now In a house, a husband cries,
for his wife is laying ill.
I sit beside her bed and watch her health.
No, her time will be hers still.
I leave this room and then the wife decides to wake,
the husband cries and then he prays:
Thank you Nephthys for letting my love re-awake.
A hug was done, a kiss stayed strong and together they were made.
I watched so long, that I could not help to watch some more and stayed.

Love
Is so wondrous, I thought and a smile had spread on my face.
The night is going and the day is coming, 
and my sister will be taking her watch.
And still smiling to myself, a thought gained my health;
without the night, the day would be lost...



Details | I do not know? | |

Did You Know Love Was In An Accident

Did you know, Love was in an accident?

What! When? Where? Wow!  My, my. Tell me it’s a lie.
Can we pause for a moment of silence, focusing on love? Hold on there, love not gone. It’s real, but love wasn’t killed.

When did it happen? It was yesterday evening, I’m believing. It happen, when love was leaving. Everything seem peaceful, it was a lovely day, so they say.

Where was love? In a quite restaurant enjoying a delicious meal. And in came the unreal.  Love was taken by surprise; no one thought love would survive.

Wow!  All were speechless, love seem so powerless. As if someone had stolen all the joy. I am telling you what I know, but I suppose there is more.

I had warned love to be very careful. Always check out your company.  Don’t be in a hurry; look in all directions before proceeding, and definitely no speeding.

Poor love.  Made an illegal turn, and ran head on into trouble. Had a concussion and saw double. Forgot the basic rules of the game; avoid some situations, its okay to be ashame.

I believe love will learn to yield the right of way, on the next given day. It really didn’t have to be this way.

Innocent bystanders saw what happen to love. They said a few kind words while looking above. Someone dialed 1-800-Broken-Heart. It didn’t take long, the crew arrived and love was still alive.

Love is in therapy and recovering from love-gitis. They said it could have been worst; thank God there was no Funeral Hurst.

Sometimes our hearts get the best of us, especially in tender moments, warm occasions and special situations.

Thank you love, live long and always remember, sometimes things go wrong.
Have A Lovely Day…
Dr. “G”


Details | Free verse | |

The saga of the dusty road

The Saga of dusty roads of Utah 
(To the memory of Don W. Esplin, father of Kathryn Esplin-Oleski)
= =
There he was playing with some mild explosives, 
in his own backyard, a resolute boy he is; 
the June month had swelled like the taut belly of 
a neighborhood lady; the boy wanted to be 
a scientist which he became. He, of course could not 
envision that all these sepia dust of Utah, 
the noon backyard and a young scientist’s narrative 
would be remembered by his explosive daughter 
and a strange Indian was going to pen a saga. 

Alfred Nobel was smiling from a page of a book 

The boy rolled a cigarette, the smoke’s curlicues 
swirl up to grain the picture. A blast almost choked
the bright blue jays and robins. Defused sun slanted.
The end of the road was just an end of the road 
where sun could meet earth, warm grass shook off the heat 
and the covert window of the farm house would yield 
a father and son talk. Strong argument on
future, on an university, on money 
on a world that could differ in generations;
of course the boy, as a father, understood 
his girl, then living apart. But distance is in heart.
He would grow up midst dreams. A quirky wind would blow him 
here and there; navy, marriage and science, 
pharmacology and marriage again; a gust
of wind would take him on a ride that, if he could 
read this he would have said, resembled his truck rides 
down the roads of Utah. But at that point of time
he was wide awake inside his misty night’s sleep 
and an American novel is shooting up 
its multiple heads in search of fresh oxygen. 
The waves of moon were enjoying a full tide.

=© 2009 - All Rights Reserved Kushal Poddar


Details | Lyric | |

everynight

Everynight i go to sleep
you wrap your wings around me
and when i start to slip away
I have a magical dream
you stroke me with a friendly touch
oh, I love you so much
we makin love yes indeed
but this is just a dream
and when this dream starts to flee
i know you will still love me
my angel watching over me
everynight I go to sleep


Details | Rhyme | |

"Those Tears"

"Those Tears"
      Look into my eyes there are "those" tears..
      Each one falling represents a fear..

      See the worry and agony on my tired weary face..
      The lines of worn weary cannot be erased...

      Feel the unhappiness inside?
      Someone hold me so I can feel I've tried..

      Tired and lonely and heart full of despair..
      I don't know why and don't really care..

      My soul screams out but, no one hears...
      Always when you look on my face there will be "those" tears..


Details | Narrative | |

Two Heads Are Better Than One

A modern day scenario of Adam and Eve in the Garden of Eden.  It’s after dinner and Eve 
has washed the dishes while Adam's disappeared to the den…communication is minimal...the 
boys are off somewhere..everybody's doing "their thing".  The old serpent..he's got all his bases covered - the internet,  so many distractions..total disconnect, no communication...he's 
thinking: 'O, this is easy! Divide the family and conquer!'...He's got it going..or so he thinks..but he forgets that he doesn't hold the "Ace" card.   All this is temporary!

“Adam, are you listening to me?” How’s the budget coming on?”
“We have to have a budget in place so life can be manageable.”
“No, not later, not tomorrow, honey!” 
“Tomorrow’s too far in the future for this to wait.”
“Oh! What’s that you said?”
“Did I hear you right?”
“I should make a budget, that whatever I do is fine by you?”
“Babe, let’s work on it together. Here, I’ve got all we need to start.”
“Oh, you’re too busy, right now?”
“Ok, I’ll do it, then.”

“Adam, where are the boys?”
“Have you seen them today?”
“What are you doing?”
“Shouldn’t you be out there with them?”
“I can’t be running things around here and watching the boys, too.”
“Someone has to keep an eye on them; see what they’re up to.”
“Are you listening to me?”
“No, I’m not nagging..”
“I’m just gently reminding you that what’s left undone today,
Will come back tomorrow and bite you in the butt!”

Soon, Cain murdered Abel......

"Adam, now that Cain has killed Abel, we have..nothing"
"No need for me to stay around here"
"Good bye" 

Another lesson for mankind, but will we ever learn
That two heads are better than one?
Without balance nothing works as it should!

*To Any Present day Adam totally disconnected from family

*For Deborah Guzzi's "Eve in the Garden of Eden" Contest


Details | Senryu | |

In The Dog House

The Dog House
Caught, he lied to her;
His ebullient smile said all,
On the couch he sleeps.


Details | Quatrain | |

Between The Palms

Between the palms on soft warm sand recline
Eyes lightly closed;  beauty,  sound saturate
With your hand perfectly enclosed in mine
Sensory elements accelerate

Opening my eyes to gaze at the palms
Dark color that look like a peacock's feathers 
In full plummage while he struts very calm
Peaceful the scene almost like the heather

Of Scotland when in full bloom brings peace_calm
Beauty surrounds me now and enfolds me 
Into an inner world in time such balm
Pink cotton candy sky calls let life be

Carefree carefree just live your life carefree
As on island recline lost to all time
Carefree carefree live in total free glee
Ah! what life could be if this island mine


Details | Senryu | |

Worn Polished Shoes

.




                                         New shoes only best
                                          Italian Loafers_His
                                       Make do__children first


Details | Cinquain | |

Sweet Shots

Dessert
Hot double fudge
Chocolate, walnut, sweet
Good when shared with a friend or 
Lover

(Cinquain, traditional)


Details | Quatrain | |

The Sordid Affair

There's money___then there's love
Looking back at him __desiring 
Brief encounters above
Husband's comments deriding

So handsome fire__home ice
Guilt, shame, remorse____desire
One last glimpse maybe twice
Marriage but children__can't transpire

Inner turmoil__wishing
Should I walk away now
Turn turn around running
We'll say the wedding's vow


Details | I do not know? | |

Cowboy

So strong and self assured
He rides alone always wanting more
Never satisfied with what's between those fences
His spirit will wake up your wildest senses

By the cross and thorns that is emblazoned on his arm
His substance runs deeper than his cowboy charm
A tame Christian man with a spirit wild
A man of God, he is your child

His reckless nature will never subside
Yet humble he still has his foolish pride
His heart is bigger than the tallest mountain high
And you feel weak when you look into his eyes

His hands so rough yet so soft to touch
For him no ride is ever too much
He welcomes the mystery that comes in the night
A lover at heart born ready to fight

The complexity of this cowboy man
Every woman dreams with him she would stand
Alone, looking at the midnight moon
In her dreams, she whispers...sometime soon

 






Details | I do not know? | |

Closer

You think I’m not so close enough,
That I can’t grab your hand,
Or run my fingers through your hair,
Of golden silky sand… 
In the morning you wake,
All covered in your bed,
With just panties and a t-shirt that,
I remove so slow instead… 
So you think its just a chilling breeze,
You are trying to cover from,
But its just me coming thru the trees, 
Bringing you much more than sun… 
As I gently dance beneath your sheets, 
And I warm you from within, 
You cant help it but you spread your feet,
So the love can come right in… 
As your body raises in the air, 
I surround you once again,
In a climax you call out my name,
As the teardrops cool your skin...


Details | Rhyme | |

I Love You

I love you is more than just my words,

 

It is this deep down driving force of a silent sound.

Love is a magnet igniting sparks to try higher light.

Love connects beaming light twinkling at midnight.

Unmistakably, I’m assured audibly to get this heard.

 

I love you is more than me,

 

Love is pending in the depths of me I touch.

This is more than what I can realistically feel.            

It is a bargainer’s deal for the sweetest steal.

Evidently, I run wild because I set it all free!

 

I love you is less than you,

 

It is an uncut gashing wound,

With lifetimes of a scored scar,

It is a typhoon of who you are,

Apparently, it is difficult to do!

 

I love you is less than them,

 

It is always lost,

It is never found,

It binds to a cost,

Hearts are bound.

 

I love just like you,

And you love just like me!

 

I swear to my God Almighty from up above my heart is pure and true!

I really do embellish everything my love is suppose to do just for you!

 

Forever and ever, the whole world shall open their eyes daily to see!

In lieu of this unconditional love, it is here I will always want to be!

 


Details | Verse | |

On Her Porch

ON HER PORCH,                             
      
she rocks after dinner,
and flurries of stardust sprinkle her                          
sterling. Inside, the dog, snug             
on the still-warm Eames,

shudders with dream and, in the tub,
her prince of a husband soaks,
swirls of pipe smoke                 
crowning his damp, curly mane.              

She rocks, and nostalgia reigns               
over night beneath moonlight.                    
Breathless, alit with old flame,            
she goes back 

inside and is struck by the sight                                
of his majesty’s limp curls, 
white — not that bewitching black 
in the locket of this once starry-eyed girl.    


Details | Rhyme | |

May I Pass Fair Lady

May I pass fair lady, who holdeth the key
May I pass fair lady, who guardeth the sea
Let me stand on your shoulders 'til I find this I've lost
For the toll I will pay, no matter the cost

A man and his family had set out to sea
Bound for a land that promised liberty
From out of the west the storm clouds arose
Then over the side his poor family goes

May I pass fair lady, who holdeth the key
May I pass fair lady, who guardeth the sea
Let me stand on your shoulders 'til I find this I've lost
For the toll I will pay, no matter the cost

Now the man couldn't swim, he knew he would drown
He jumped to his death as they watched him go down
They threw him a line through the dark angry wind
But his wife and two children grabbed onto the end

May I pass fair lady, who holdeth the key
May I pass fair lady, who guardeth the sea
Let me stand on your shoulders 'til I find this I've lost
For the toll I will pay, no matter the cost

Now one life was lost from the promise he made
But the man kept his word for the toll was paid
Though a high price to pay to let them go free
But he bought and paid for their Liberty

May I pass fair lady, who holdeth the key
May I pass fair lady, who guardeth the sea
Let me stand on your shoulders 'til I find this I've lost
For the toll I will pay, no matter the cost


Details | I do not know? | |

A Magic Rose

I stare at a rose on a vine
It is red as wine,
Looks so peacefully, and just sits there like it stares back
I touch the rose
It sends a magic signal to inside my whole body
The rose pulls my body into a deep trance
Somehow I know I need to pull my hand back
The trance that I'm in is stronger than my power
Then, I see these two images like people
A man, and a woman
Laughing, and talking 
Even though I can't see a clear vision of who they are
The woman sound like me
The man sounds like my husband
I close my eyes and try to get a better vision
Then, open them
I see my husband and I
But how could this be?
My husband is dead!
A voice echoes through me and the trance
I can't make the voice out to understand what it is trying to say to me
I train my mind to get a better hearing of the voice
Every minute is coming clearer
Finally I heard and understood
This is a re-run of my husband and I on our first date
Finally I realized what was happening
The rose is a magic rose
People who touches this rose, send them back through time
It was never in my mind
That has my husband gave me a sign?
Could it  be explained?
Or was it maybe the rose bring back good memories and replace them from bad 
ones?
Who knows? 
It's a mystery.
I finally came out of the trance
I was feeling fine now
better than I was before
I will always remember that rose on vine,
Whenever I need comfort, I can come to that magic rose!


Details | Rhyme | |

Family Conflict

Soft mallets play the xylophone
In comes the low note g on trombone
Two hard mallets add their sound
There's no dry bones around

Soon the sound of a low bassoon
Bongo drum adds its tune
Wind blowing the harsh melody around
Orchestra pitch now the sound

All this floating to the ground
Soon  the only thing to be heard
Loud bassoon making its words
Quiet, quite still; one lone note
Bass drum----boom


Details | Light Poetry | |

A Gravitational Pull

Stone upon the water front/
Next to the cashmere pillow,
The pier near the gallow shore/
A man began to speak,

Within this land there shall be no way out accept I tax,
This gravitational pull may bring some down,
Yet if you stay and listen very carefully/
You will live through this time and be very happy !

Many of you have become lazy in the manner of laws,
A decree will be summoned to let us know/
The waiting may be hard to comprehend,
Yet within time you can grow to depend/

The fat of the land,
Let this man take you by the hand/
There can be no further excuses or escape,
The way will depend upon the hearer's !


Details | Limerick | |

Looks Are Pert Nigh Everything

An old childhood chum named Red Booker,
Fell in love and was married to quite a looker.
She caused men to stare,
But old Red didn't care,
Because everywhere she went, he took her.


Details | Free verse | |

I Do

Admist the rocky mountains
And the natural springs 
Comes a better place I remembered things

under this lamp post is where
you first asked me to take 
your hand in marriage 

I remember you down on 
one knee and the snow was 
just starting to fall 

You looked like a little lost puppy 
looking for a way to speak I
took your hand and said yes

That was over twenty years ago
And to this date we still come back
to the Springs of Colorado and say I Do



Tribute To Colorado
Rocky Mountain High


Details | Haiku | |

Haiku

dreaming of monsters,
unreal, while living with
monsters real.


Details | Free verse | |

The Good Life

Wake up artist,
My love for you is so surreal,
It makes me,
Feel,
High,
Bound for Arizona,
For a future,
You and I,
Fly,
Moving up,
Day by day,
One day,
We’ll be living the good life.


Details | ABC | |

The Truth

Whats this love for? Is it worth it this time?
Are you gonna break my heart? 
Are you truly gonna be mine? 
Guys will say anything behind those jail walls , but 
the sad thing is I wouldn't believe you even if you 
weren't in jail at all.
You've done some horrible things Bobby. 
You truly broke my heart.
When I lost you my whole damn world feel apart.
I'm not saying that to make you feel bad.
I'm saying that cause when I lost my whole world got sad.
I'm not perfect never have been but , I truly loved you 
and still remained your friend.
Now 7 years later the same words you once said.
I love you Megan , I need you so bad.
The sound of your voice is still the same and hidden in your words are lies.
Things are different this time. I'm not the same girl.
If you try to play games with me I promise I will get the highest score.
I won't fall for it this time I'm mean it I do.
I won't let another guy put me threw what you put me threw , not even you.
If you love me we can hold each other threw all this bad weather.
We can get threw it together , but if you hurt me its gonna be bad. 
Not trying to sound mean but my pride is all that I have. 
I promise to love you & be there till the end , and if *****gets to 
deep I promise to remain your friend. 
I hope you do the same , but I hope even more you mean what your saying.
Just be honest Bobby thats all I ask. If you do that I willing to let go of the past.
I wont bring it up no more , if you can show me there's a reason I fell in love with you.
I want to know there is love behind all this pain we've been threw.
If you can do that then the sun will truly shine , and the gas is greener on the other side.
Most of I will be your everything and you'll be mine.
I'll love and cherish you and when you do time I'll do time.
Like Bonnie & Clyde if you show me you love me , I'll ride or die. 
To the end of time , you could be the only man that's on my mind.
That's precious. Getting me to say some *****like that is a blessing.
I hope you learned your lesson. Your 34 I hope your ready to man up , and be all 
that you can be and more. You owe to it yourself but even more to your kids.
You need to show them their dad's not as bad as everyone says he is. 
I know together we can make it. If I didn't it would be heartbreak that I'm risking
taking. 
So please hear my words their is more to life than trying to put yourself in the dirt.
Stand up and realize what your worth I want you to love yourself and remember I 
loved you first. 


Details | I do not know? | |

Becoming Of The Banshee

There was a beautiful girl
Who had the whole world at her feet
But then she did meet
The man of her dreams
He was as kind and gentle as he seemed

Very soon they were married
The couple beamed
They were so happy
She called his family her own
That's how close they had grown
Man and wife bought a house
They soon called home

But fate, as it is known
Has ways of rearing its ugly head
And it seems that these two
Were due their share
Of bad luck

The husband was struck down
With a terrible illness
And soon he was dead
As she sat by his bed
The girl was filled with dread
Her husband was gone but
There was so much left unsaid

As the girl wept
Something inside her crept
And suddenly she let out an inhumane howl
A noise that most people would call fowl

The nurse who looked after her husband scowled in disapproval
And sent for immediate removal
The girl soon died of a broken heart
But that wasn't the end
It was just the start

She loved his family with all her heart
So after she died
She would cry and wail
Without fail
For any member who passed away
And she is still with that family to this very day
For she was the very first banshee



Details | Free verse | |

Our Union

Our Union
	
My eyelashes bat 
After meeting your gaze
From across a 
Crowded subway haze.
 
My pupils dilate when they
Look back at you over dinner
Where we drank wine and ate.
 
My feet dance with glee as we
Fall hopelessly in love 
In the midst of summer heat.
 
My heart splits apart 
To become your wife
And your forever sweetheart.
 
My legs spread 
Open to bare new life
And see your cheeks rosen.
 
My arms push 
You away at night,
I'm too tired for a sex life.
 
My fists rage and tears pour,
When I discover your arms
Embracing another lover
After coffee one early morn.
 
My ears listen to 
Your words of regret and
Pleads for a second chance
For things to be like
When we first met.
 	
My fingers dial 
Seeking third party counsel
To repair our shattered union.
 
My brain waves 
Shift to understand your
Thoughts and your feelings, 
While I bitterly convey my own.
 
My hand re-opens 
To forgive your sins
And make amends.
 
My lips part to 
Receive your kiss in the
Night in a sea of 
Skin in our warm bed.
 
My heart flutters, 
We’ve truly become one,
Years after we bore our son.


Details | Narrative | |

The Power of Love

The power of love holds the battleground. 
Nuclear blasts from sea to sea. 
Wait and you will see!
Begging, kicking, and screaming:
Pleading, “Give it to me”!
Standing on God’s ground, defended by the armor and shield melting.

The power of love holds the mystery.
Things are never as they seem.
Do the means meet the extremes?
Where, how, when was I?
Wondering if it was only a dream? 
Standing on God’s ground, defeated by the lock that obtains that key.

The power of love carries the only prayer.
Time to come and be done.
Soon you will be the one.
Dead, black, despair:
Hoping, will someone hear?
Standing on God’s ground, lost in the dream in which you begun.


®Registered: 1998   Ann Rich


Details | I do not know? | |

Make Her Cry by Kenny Davis

Make Her Cry by Kenny Davis

I don’t want to make HER cry of frustration
Giving HER a feeling of constant irritation

I don’t want HER to cry from my unloving actions
For HER, me becoming an overwhelming distraction

Causing HER to steadily lose HER attraction
Giving HER reasons to have many angry reactions

I don’t want HER to cry because I fail to be HER crutch
Someone for HER to lean on when life becomes too much

I don’t want HER to cry because I fail to come home
In bed with someone else, leaving HER all alone

I want HER to cry from utter happiness
For when I hold HER in my arms, SHE feels truly blessed

I want HER to cry from when I show HER acts of love
A love much like the one that falls from above

I want HER to cry when SHE lies on my shoulder
To comfort and embrace, the way I know how to hold HER

For times, for HER, when the world becomes a little colder
SHE will trust me to love HER the way that I have told HER

I want HER to cry from knowing that I will always be there
Knowing that I will never fail to love, that I will always care

I want HER to cry for all of the right reasons
For our happiness together is only our blessing in due season

©April 2010 k.davis


Details | Rhyme | |

Riding

Riding into the sunset 
Good that you could go with me
Enjoying the beauty together

God granted us a reprieve
Just a short time of beauty
To feast in the gifts of his love

Hoping for many more sunsets
Colors varying each day of our abode
Some day maybe we can stroll

Soaking up the last of the rays
Just hold hands and be raptured
Into the sunset we'll just walk away


(Thoughts after a beautiful sunset October 25, 2009 and today the poem was just in a 
flowing form whatever that form happens to be. Reprieve here means a temporary relief
(from stress in our lives).)


Details | I do not know? | |

Gray Mountain

Gray snow covered mountain
Standing distinct alone in
The background, weathered the
Storms of life yet remain strong
Determined life has not pulled down

Purple clouds over you
Sunshines lavender
Reflection over your beauty
Seemingly arising out
Of the very cold water

Sweet musical breeze
Swirls around your top
Wild flowers bloom at
Your strong feet
Elk graze in a soft meadow

The strength offered
By your rising high 
Gives a place of security
To all the species that fly
The scene offers peace


Details | ABC | |

reasons

                                    what is my reason for being.......

                              is it to be your one & only ; a mother; your
                              lover; a worker; something special; someone
                             new and fresh; maid; a servent; a short order 
                             chef; your angel; to live one day at a time; all 
                             that I am and more; all of the above or perhasps
                                             something more

                                            What is my reason..........


Details | Light Poetry | |

Modern Moon Miss ...

A Mellow, Intoxicant – Moon-Shine
Out of This World – But Orbit’s in Line
Controls The Lunacy- Longing, Just Fine
Heard Howls At The Moon? … It Was Mine…

Not a Lunatic – But Lipse’ – Scientific … Sometime
Like a Space-Kitten, Who just wants to Climb
And Prowl 9 (?) Milky Way Planets, in One Lifetime… Not Nine
And Purr in Milky Moonlight… On My Spine

My Soul is all Aglow… You’re in My sight
And Even, My DarkSide… is Searching Mister… Right ?
I’m and Emotive, Aspiring, Silhouette-Shone, Light
Full … of Faith, Formulas and Moon Flint-Rocks, Bright

So, I’m Not Crazy… But I, Phase… A- R o u n d –  Sense 
… at Least, to Your Grounded, Male-Ego Logistics
yet, I’m Glad, You Still Try To Reach The Moon…
… but Maybe, I’ll Beam “You” Up Scotty !… Soon

… So, Brace Yourself… I Can Bring The Bravado
Pace Yourself… We, Got A Long Way To Grow
Race Yourself… Flash Your Flag… Fly and Follow
Raise Your Rocketship-Ride…    Ready … Set … Go !

… ‘Cause Modern Moon Miss… Miss Ya’… You Know…


Details | Prose Poetry | |

Unseen Oarsman

Each artist stroke created an illusion of depth, color, and placement by contasting colors, 
lights and darks the picture comes alive...A life that carries on into hearts and minds as long 
as that picture lives...It seems as though one know this person through the eyes of the 
artist...In pictures where one knows just knows that someone else is there...One's 
imagination can run wild with ideas of who this person is and what relationship to others in 
the painting...As in "Summertime" 1894-1895 Mary Cassatt (1845-1926) Oil on Canvas..Who 
is rowing the boat?  He must really love this lovely delicate woman  and precious child to row 
the boat for their enjoyment...He must look at her with eyes of love that says I would do 
anything for you even lay down my life if necessary..


Details | Free verse | |

TICKET TICKET TICKET

TICKET TICKET TICKET

TICKET TICKET TICKET 
TICKET TICKET TICKET 
  
Every line not just the bus the cafeteria at least in the lesser smaller rules would 
have a line and must produce the TICKET to get the product eye can sense it 
does not matter now ewe eye has glazed and interest has wandered back to the 
television or the window even oh please ewe pay attention. A stub of counterfit 
will not benifit the lame or halt or worried for there gender there they must have 
the goods in hand the concrete tender the dough rey mee the stuff that makes 
mens greed the money. After carefull consideration of the facts it takes the 
monkey on his back to make the money that he needs to carry greed to pinnacle 
mountains on his overactive garden of imagination he is ON the MARK he is 
Standing Toe to Toe with JOE and active in his quest and merciless at rest he 
makes his way down the line with TICKET in his hand no matter if its milk or 
meat or love or final resting place. Who is that on that cactus patch does it rally 
matter MOE his name was JOE they ALL was JOE he could have went on down 
the road but stayed to die in cactus OH what was his name it never matters to a 
martyer his spirit fled when they killed his body his name is JOE. He had his 
ticket in his hand a purple flower clutched so hard he bled. He hollard out her 
name he called her Violet and then he came to knoe his GOD again this time in 
person he has his TICKET in his hand but what is left is NOT man just another 
NUMBER on the list just another burial to be placed he had his TICKET in his 
hand a violet flower he is now a man at rest. 

_________________ 
Jesus Freak Homeless 
   
           
   


Details | ABC | |

I'm sorta me

I love 80's music
and talk radio AM
I can't sleep
I keep being the person I was, I am
I just keep being me
Sometimes it doesn't really work out
I sorta wonder why don't I change
And then I just  don't  care
But that's me
the forty something chick with a nose stud
and a husband 
who wonders the same thing


Details | Rhyme | |

The Color Beautiful

I saw you just the other day.
You stood there all alone.
I watched as the Suns shadow beat down upon you.
Your eyes and mine were both hesitant at the glimpse of shade.
You stood so firm and adamant, 
Your posture was mine to admire and to please!
The color beautiful was everything that I had ever imagined it could be!
I could see the winds tousling through your flawless shiny hair,
A cool breeze tenderly caressing an unexpected stern face! 
You stood so tall. You were bigger than anything I had ever seen.
I watched you shiver as the cold draft reached from underneath bringing its sharpest autumn air.
You stood there completely impervious to time, person and to place.
The color beautiful captured hidden chills inside of me as I embraced that very same breeze.
I could feel the warmth of your breath upon me,
You stood there with a true look of total awareness.
I could no longer feel my heart quicken to beat, 
For I had lost every one of my God given perceptual senses.
I could feel your warmth covering over me baring my only gift to see.
You stood as a man with much honor and pride.
Such an obvious completeness!
The color beautiful instantly became everything in this world to me.
Because in your eyes you left no doubt that I am still your princess!


Details | I do not know? | |

Caste Of A Man

I can’t use just any cauldron
To cast what I behold
The core must be made molten
As my legacy unfolds...
Adding substance to the fire
Heats my precious ore
Impurities trade flames entire
Soul until no more...
Courage added to the mixture
Hardens into gold
Add morals and a holy scripture
For the house he holds...
When he stands without the frame
I start to pour again
So he can pass more than his name
To copies after him...


Details | Narrative | |

The Hurricane

The hurricane, so viscous, so violent!
Yes, it must rain.
This force is behind, 
This force beyond!
Yet, finally it came.
The winds, clever and dangerously rough,
Please measure this poll.
Dark clouds consume the heavenly skies, capturing ones soul.
With a love so hard, yet, a love much too cold!
Our world now spins, hopeless and out of control!
You are you and I am me,
Together, our climates capture and debate this Sea.
These winds are too strong, our sky so dark and dim.
Stricken with fear, too afraid to release what is deep within.
The storm is here, so grab onto your soul! 
Yet, beware! This one is fearless and this one we share.
Scream its name and it shall cry its love,
For it be you, far beyond the heavens above!
Hold your strength with a grip so tight,
That storm will surely break, so where’s your fight?
This hurricane can surely hold its own.
Our little world can and will be shown.
Our damage is as our damage does,
Surely this tiny world isn’t our just and only cause!
You hold that thought and forever we shall be,
True love bound and forbidden to set itself free,
Held within you and deep within me,
This love was meant forever, 
One day this you shall see!
This hurricane loves, yet, 
It wills to hate,
The forbidden fruit conquered by its very own fate.
Give your seeds, but stand your ground. 
Forever in this world!
For once we shall not be lost, but found.            

®Registered: Ann Rich 1997                                           


Details | Lyric | |

we started out kinda

we started out kinda real young
baby i know i was a fool,
now ive grown up
all of the things we use to do
do you remember
i wanna be your man,
aint tryna be ya friend (be ya friend)

so tell me do you like it
drop, top, mercedes benz
top up ,cause your hair be (blowin thru da wind)
wheels spinning, hair did( blingin ring) ya dig

she pull up at the club lookin like, millions,
billions, watching you from a distance
all the fellas be watching you like a vision
ya sexy thighs,sexy hip, sexy midsect
looking real good,make a reggin wanna hit that,
forget that, i think im ready for commitment
so are you ready for submission

"oh"

n-e-ways, i know you with him for a short change
but you and me together forever,
will never change
when i was younger all i thought  about was spitting game
never caring about your feeling was to remain,
the same, im sorry i cause you all this pain ( i promise you)
i fill them all with brighter days
(and hopefully) i just get a chance to say, that
(i love you) and i hope that you feel da same way 

Hmmm....


we started out kinda real young
baby i know i was a fool
now ive grown up
all of the things we use to do
do you remember
i wanna be ya man
aint tryna be ya friend, be ya friend

i aint tryna be ya friend...
girl i only wanna be ya man
so baby want you let me in...
and i promise it will never end
repeat2x


Details | Narrative | |

You Are My Curse

I had to let it all go,
The day and night,
Their hours ran too slow.
It was more than just a fight.
I trusted you and knew you,
My love succumbed to the worst,
Faith and loyalty just wouldn’t do.
You became my curse.
 
I was pulled down to Earth’s plane,
And judgment did set in.
Then new days begin.
I stood parallel as many went insane.
My heart drenched and my soul crunched,
I couldn’t let my heart take this very much.
I died and I died losing each endless breath,
I swallowed the victory and ate your death.
 
You reaped and I sowed,
But I saw no one grow,
Not even you.
What was I to do?
I let it go very slow,
Now I am all grown,
And I’m on my own.
I died watching you go.
 
I will always remember begging mercy,
I will always know this pain,
You are my curse you see,
And nothing did you gain.
I can never just be alright,
I can never love you the same again.
I died watching you go out of sight.
You are my curse and forever in my heart you made an end.


Details | Sonnet | |

Welcome to Your Wife

If I were you for a day and you were me?
Could you love me more than I love you?
Would I love you more each day and be new?
Will the Sun shine bright in our eyes to see?
 
When will the Moon glow and lead our way to be?
When will the Stars shine bright by just us two?
Why does the dust give up its spurs on the dew?
Why are the doors locked with only one master key?
 
Welcome to my life,
Welcome to my home,
Welcome to your wife.
Welcome to this dome.
 
Welcome to the Sunrise this day in the light,
And welcome to the Sunset on this lovely night!
 
 
© Copyright: Ann Rich    2006


Details | Sonnet | |

Master Blasters

Incredible as all of this may be,
And just as brilliant as our fate is,
You are my unique lift to my wiz!
So it looks like it is you or it’s me.
 
We’re in the winds and we both run free.
All of this is hers and it’s every bit of his.
Those two are master blasters put to quiz.
Together they locked eyes eternally to see.
 
They are dancing on the Moon,
Or they are singing to the Sun.
Their love has come too soon.
Now familiar renewal has begun.
 
They are in full bloom with a force that is most incredible to blossom,
What a glimmer in their glare they sand blasted out of awe to awesome!


Details | Personification | |

Palms by the Sea

Oh this Sea from left to right,
How my mind gathers your visions to my sight.
You clouds stray from over here to over there,
And my lungs fill deep as they gather you into my air.
I am the neutral zone with all of my love that I share
The “Palms by the Sea” give my visions their true light!
In each I can see myself inside of a seemingly height.
The Palms by the Sea are my only solemn oath I fight!
 Up inside of the tallest tree I shall surely come,
Your Earth, your Moon and your Sun I shall make them all come undone!
I am you as you breathe my life and it is your love that I shall proclaim in the moment I seize!
Up inside of you I am proclaiming my every single genuine need.
The “Palms by the Sea” guard the shores for my more, my all, or even none!


®Registered: Ann Rich 1997



Details | I do not know? | |

Celtic Wind

As the wind ruffles the white Daisy's petals
So His desire is to touch your white head
Ruffle your Spirit stirring It up to Good work
Bringing forth your greatest Gift for all people


Details | Personification | |

Never-Never Land

I stare out into this huge blue Sea,
And the waves, well, they just carry me.
My mind drifts so far away,
Because the Ocean is where I lay!
I’m off to never-never land once again,
So take my hand and let this journey begin!
I listen carefully to the Oceans roar,
The waves, well they just help me soar.
My mind relaxes with my day,
Because the Ocean is where I always lay!
I’m off to never-never land on a hunch for so much more,
So take my hand and let’s find new places we can both explore!
I can see blue water with big fluffy white rolls,
Waves, well they just capture my entire soul.
My mind just helpless with my day,
Well, it is the Ocean where I lay!
Off in never-never land I can always see,
A gigantic Ocean covering over me!
Far away in never-never land near the Ocean is where I always lay.
Lifeless in the sand is where I’ll always be.
So take my hand and be lifeless with me in the sand.
Together, just you and me on our journey to never-never land,
Just lifeless in the sand, together you and I and always we’ll be hand in hand!



© Copyright: 1997  Ann Rich


Details | Light Poetry | |

' The Dreamboat ... '

Hoist and Sail Dreamboat, With Ease
 Speed Over, Deep-Blue, Bright-Surface Seas
With Wind, Big-Sky, Sunshine and He
Each Wave-Splash Kissed, Sparklin’ Sweet
Upon My Dreamboat and Dolphins-Spree
Seen By Moonbeams and Ocean-Mist-Breeze
As A Dawn-Star, Leads Heavenly
Let The Dreamboat, Carry Me
On A Far-Away, Pearl-Isle-Journey
For Dreamboat Is Seaworthy
So, Ship-Ahoy-Boy … Eternally
Hoist and Sail Dreamboat … For You and Me


Details | Romanticism | |

Meretricious Rose

In the night I wake to find you 
Not in bed, only a pillow, which I wetted it 
Once, with tears of wrinkled time 
Lingers silently, beside me

Oh God, not again, I thought
My sleepy round eyes try to search 
In the stillness of the night, where they 
Slowly deflating like a worn tire

I keep my fingers crossed that you’re 
In the kitchen drinking ouzo, your favorite
Yet, my mind is bursting in paroxysm 
Of unusual, silent rage

But then, I heard sound, a familiar music 
Wafting out from the blue room
As I peer through the half-opened door
The dim light helped me see you, the real you

Lying, in contentment, with your admirer 
Her eyes perfectly closed, and your soft falsetto 
Makes her enjoy the warmness 
Of your blood in the cold winter night

She has your smile, and she’s just like you 
Full of secrets, but only not yet spoken
Why do I find, every time, without you near me
That I am this meretricious rose  





Details | Free verse | |

An old familiar

An old familiar,
all too clear;
as you roll on your back
and new tempo appears.

Repeated chug 
of train runs through;
no nightmare is this
for it’s all from you.

Constant your whistle,
your engine is stoked;
as I try to disturb you
you snort, gag and choke.

Rolled over you're peaceful,
all is quite in our home;
the train in the distance,
'Till on rear you do roam.

I love you dear dearly
as I lay by your side,
and I’m drifting to sleep now
with sun, sand and tide.


Details | Free verse | |

Lost Souls

Two lost souls
Screaming in agony
Searching for solace
Seeking comfort
Brought together
Through the hands of fate 
To guide each other 
Out of the abyss that 
They have become trapped in 

Tears of sadness
Totally consume them
They are drowning 
In their bitter despair
No one could reach them
They were left to decay
In this claustrophobic tomb
They had stumbled into

Eternally misunderstood
Two outcasts
Two souls connected 
Through their endless
Captivity in the darkness
They have been bound to
For what has felt 
Like an eternity 
Now traveling through
Their tunnel of torment
Facing their demons together
So they will never have to
Suffer in solitude any longer



 


Details | Rhyme | |

BB's Rattle

BB's really rattle in the shell
Of a container,loose like bell
Clapper, hanging free to ding
Ideas rattle in poet's brain to ring

The audience, and awake from sleep
Oh! Into a new dimension of deep
Thoughts, understanding of heights above
The ordinary, into a new realm of love  (truth)


(Thank you Lord for your blesssings on me.)


Details | Light Poetry | |

' May Moonlight Touch ... '

May Moonlight Touch Your Pillow
As You Lie, Awake In Bed …
May Moonlight Touch Your Pillow
And Glow Around Your Head …

May Moonlight Touch Your Pillow
But, Never Touch Your Face
‘ Lest, You Forget The Yellow
Ribbon, I Put Into Place

May Moonlight Touch Your Pillow
But, Never Light Upon Your Lips
And Drink Nectar and Swallow
And Linger For More Sips

May Moonlight Touch Your Pillow
But Never Brush Against Your Cheek …
My Fingers, Own That Fellow
And On My Palm, You Must Not Cheat

May Moonlight Touch Your Pillow
But Never Alight Upon Your Eyes
For I Would Build A Gallows
And Rise and Hang Her Moonbeams High !

For Alas, My Sweet, The Willows Weep
 Sighing, As  Bedroom Drapes Billow
Guarding Dreams Deep … Watching You Sleep
As Moonlight, Touched Your Pillow …


Details | Light Poetry | |

' Masculine Majesty ... ' Medieval # 2

           ‘ Masculine  Majesty … ’ 
             Medieval Lines # 2


Lo’ and Behold … Thy Masculine Majesty
Thy Manliness, Suits Thee, Most Perfectly
As Knightly Swain, doth’ this Maid Elate
Wherefore Thy Warrior Hands, Commence Passionate

Thy Kingly Eyes, Glisten-Graciously, Wise
And Smolder My Sight, as Sun doth’ Skies
Thy Princely Lips, Whence Wine doth’ Drip
Dare I Partake One Sip, ere’ Swoon and Skip?

Thy Presence and Essence, art’ Aphrodisiac to My Soul
I Beseech Thee, Sup from Mine Alchemy-Bowl
Forsooth, by Thine Bow and Arrow 
and Mine Own, Blood, Bone Marrow …

… I Must Have Thee, lest’ I Wail in Sorrow
I Forswear The Handsomeness of Any Other Fellow
The Look of Thee, Melts Me … Like Candle Tallow
Thence … I Shall Seek Thy Love … on The Morrow

Lo’ and Behold … Thy Masculine Majesty …


Details | Free verse | |

Passive Aggressive

Revenge is so sweet
When you have no clue
That I even sought it
Against you and even
Sweeter when you never
Even knew I was
Infuriated with you
In the first place
It is more thrilling when
You never saw it coming
Revenge is so nice
When you pay the price
For your misdeeds
Living in ignorance
Of the passive aggressive
Villan that planned your fall
Revenge is so much fun
When I reminisce about
What I have done
I love having this
Secret weapon that
You will never discover
Everytime Lady Justice
Dispenses justice your way
You will never suspect that
It was I that gave her the
Ammunition that she 
Needed to alienate you
My angel face decieves you
Making you think I am sweet
When in reality Jezebel roams
Inside my heart always asking
Herself "Who is next"?


Details | Light Poetry | |

Night - Nature

I Walked in the Woods, on a Moonlit path
As Fireflies gathered around to Dance
And Crickets and a Nightingale Chirped a Tune
As a Distant Wolf, Howls at the Moon

And a Glow-Eyed Owl, Territorially Asked Who-o-o- !
dares Invade and Interrupts Our Hullabaloo ?
and the Leaves on the Oaks, Rustled an Answer
across the Sky… and Wind Breezily Whispered…

… Must Be A Night Creature
Who Cannot Sleep
Must Have A Night-Nature
And Ventures Deep …
Into The Nightshade and Hollyhocks
Her Eyes, like Two Nimbus, Shimmery-Spots…

… Now, The Path lay close, to a Bubbling Stream
Which led to a Pool, of a Mirror-Sheen
Denizens of the Dark, Grouped Near the Obsidian-Ink
… in Hushed Agreement, as I Knelt To Drink…

… Must Be A Night Creature
She Drinks at Leisure
Must Have A Night-Nature
Look At Her Stature…
Intrepid-Instinct, Even Blasé- Imbued
Even in Silhouette- Shadows and Solitude…

… And, as I Stroll Back, the Way I Came
The Mysterious-Darkness Asked:  “Had I Ever Been Tame?...”
I Raised My Face, Replied, “Yes… Under God’s Hand…
… And as I Stepped into the Tent... added… “And That Of My Man's”…

… Must Be A Night Creature
Hunting Treasure
Must Have A Night-Nature
Hunting Pleasure…
… in The Measure of His Sweet Kissed-Reaction
In The Measure of My Own, Night-Predator Passion…


Details | I do not know? | |

Grits

Miscalculated the opened door
Spilled those grits on the floor
Well some went on the cabinet top
Some went here and there and flop

These grits were uncooked see
Gritty and runny milky indeed
They went under the coffee keeper
All over the clean coffee steeper

When they finished running around
I thought that they was kin to one who bounds
Like a stud, a casanova everywhere
I didn't make a sound really I didn't make a sound

I could have but I bit my tongue
I held up the shield to my thoughts
I held them captive until my husband
Came  in the room and I told him
Do not drop any water on the floor


Details | Sonnet | |

The Keeper

I was washed ashore with Mountains looking over me and I could hear roaring Seas.
The sand covered me and my toes curled with sand dollars by the dozens.
I saw dolphins gaming and fish were everywhere, I even met their distant cousins.
The Sun was shining down on me and the Moon was jealous but the clouds gave way.

And I looked up to see the Stars shining and they told me it’s a most perfect day.
Salted lips and these palms fanned, I knew right then I was meant to be.
I stood alone at the shore and blue skies fled taking notice of little old me.
I was touched and moved balancing these visions I began to breathe.

I thought I was by myself, but I wasn’t, not this time.
Looking up I say leave me alone, be gone I’m on my own.
Looking down I am amazed at how truly this is so sublime.
You are the keeper of my secrets and I am of all the unknown.

Shining down upon me you are always standing right there,
Here I shall share myself with you and then I will begin to care. 

® Registered: Ann Rich   2006


Details | Personification | |

I Wed Thee

The eyes of God are in these eyes standing here when I look at you. 
My salvation! You’re honest and true crying real teardrops of heartfelt tears.
As the Sun sets by night and rises to the dawning of our blessed brand new day, 
I Wed Thee to the very best of the all there’ll ever be of me.
I promise to cherish the smile upon your face and to conquer your early morning hidden fears
I promise to abide abundantly to a heavenly scent that comes from me through you,
Forever I’m your lock and you my Master Key!
The eyes of God are in the eyes of you!
My breath, my life, and all of my existing meaning, 
I do Wed the “Most Honorable Husband in Thee”!
As the Moon lights the evening skies and fulfills these promising days, 
I Wed Thee to everything God ever meant for you in this world to be.
I promise to adore your brilliance and to magnify your streaks of gold in the Sun’s blinding glare! 
I Wed Thee to a most promising brand New prospering Year!
I promise to Love, Honor, and Respect your wisdom for many lives that shall follow and proceed! 
Following you, I am always so very close when you’re near.
I Wed Thee and by these hands we shall forever be blessed and correctly fed.
I Wed Thee, by my God given name and I now declare our all a final by being done and said!

®Registered: Ann Rich  2002


Details | Ballad | |

The Cowboy

                 

Her heart was breaking as she stepped into the bar,
This time her cowboy had pushed her just a little too far.
The neon lights seemed to be calling as the music took it its toll,
Pour me a couple of them little shooters I feel I’m on a roll.

The music was inviting as she watched the couples dance,
Until she met this cowboy who held her in his trance.
She still had on her wedding ring as they danced across the floor,
This cowboy had ill intentions as he danced her to the door.

He said let’s go get some air as casual as that,
She said I’m sorry cowboy I just don’t like the color of your hat.
She turned to walk back in but he grabbed a hold of her,
She said you best be turning loose or else you’ll feel my angry spur.

He turned her loose right then and there this girl with golden hair,
When right behind her stood her cowboy whom she’d thought had been unfair.
He said I’ve come to take you home, and I’m sorry for what I said,
But you’re just so gosh durn pretty I git messed up in my haid.

She said you are my cowboy I’ve got my brand on you,
But you’re gonna have to loosen up on them reins when I ask you to.
He said you got yourself a deal I’ll give it all I’ve got,
No more roping or the rodeos cause honey making you happy truly means a lot.

He grabbed up his little filly and sat her in his truck,
And told her that he loved her and with him she was stuck.
They rode off into the sunset,
This story had a good ending so listen don’t you fret.


Details | Rhyme | |

Enter at Risk

Walk up the drive
Pebbles and stones
Rose bushes align
All beautiful tones

White picket fence
Pillars in place
Flourishing gardens
Such charming grace

Off in the distance
Afar is one single tree
Blackened and deadened
Now all I can see

Wind blowing shutters
Hard against the house
Dimming darkness
Obscurity doused 

Sign posted near
On a rusted oval disc
Letters so boldly
Enter at risk

© Stacy Lynn Stiles


Details | I do not know? | |

If I Were

If I were the Queen of England
Prim and proper I would be
Why would I be that way
Because my daddy
Expected that of me

I would give teas
Be kind and gracious
As  I could be
Why you say
Because my daddy 
Expects it of me

I would treat the elderly kind
Do service to the poor
Why you ask would I do that
Because daddy 
Expects that of me

I am not the Queen
Or the President's wife
But I am a child of God
Bride of the Lamb, The Christ
And my daddy 
Expects that of me


Details | Light Poetry | |

'The Woman and The Wall...'

The Woman Stands By The Wall
… knowing No Harm Shall Pass Thru
It is Strong … Made of Stone and Tall
A Constructed, Marvel – True …

The Woman Places By The Wall …
… a Basket of Hopes and Dreams
She knows, No Creepy Creature Can Crawl
Past This Foundation, as Deep as the Seas …

And The Wall Reaches to Destinies Un-Shown
Long Distance, Soaring Sure and Straight
So, the Woman can Lean Upon
and Rest on This Journey So Great

The Woman Stays By The Wall
The Wall Blocks Out Horrible Views
And Screams and Things Too Evil To Call…
… She Never Wants To Go Over You …

The Woman Holds Onto The Wall
Admiring Its Fortitude, Its Texture
And Tho’ Her Hands May Be Small
She Will Attempt to Respectfully Measure

… This Reliable, Wonderful-Wall
Stands Built, for Her Pretty Protection
So, This Battle-Scarred-Wall, Will Not Fall…
… from Her Supporting, Adoring, Affection

For God, Took Away Her Prayer-Shawl                    1 Cor. 11: 5
as She Marched, Under Heavenly-Protocol
and Master-Builder, Chose This One Over Them All
to Be Her Outstanding, Warrior-Wall !

…  The Woman and The Wall …


Details | Lyric | |

Ride On The Wind... Forever

I Want To Ride On The Wind… Forever
I Want To Ride Over Land and Sea
I Want To Ride on The Wind… Forever
… and I Want You Riding With Me…

I Want To Ride On The Wind Over Mountains
And Touch The Sky, So Blue
Then Raise Oceans, Like Sparkling Fountains
And Splash Through Water, Kissing You

I Want To Ride On The Wind… Hold Its Mane
Ride The Wind… Wild and Free
For The Wind – Will Never Be Tame…
So Hold On Tight and Just… Breathe…

… Ride The Wind – Let It Begin – Ride The Wind
Ride The Wind – Breathe It In – Ride The Wind
Ride The Wind – Blow Again – Ride The Wind
Ride The Wind – Raise The Wind – Ride The Wind!

I Want To Ride On The Wind – In The Moonlight
I Want To Ride On The Wind – In The Clouds
And Wave To The Wings of Eagles in Flight
… then Float like Snow – Dancing Down

I Want To Ride On The Wind Forever
I Want To Ride and Rush-Up Rainbow-Stairs
I Want To Ride On The Wind – Forever 
For Your Sweet-Breath Beckons Me… Everywhere

… Ride The Wind – Let It Begin – Ride The Wind
Ride The Wind – Breathe It In – Ride The Wind
Ride The Wind – Blow Again – Ride The Wind
Ride The Wind – Raise The Wind – Ride The Wind!


Details | Free verse | |

TALL TREE

TALL TREE 

Tall Tree 
She is not short this lady she is not so VERY tall to out shine me she loves me 
this eye  knoe she clearly knoes 
She clearly knoes eye am a short white man this is no puppy love she even 
knoes eye am religious and she makes references to GOD and this is pleasing 
unto me this religousness inside of TALL TREE she love me. 
There aer not too many creek Indian lady who make eye at me 
this one eye will keep her as iff we married back when we met 
the many people that eye have known the sins and aggravations 
just seem to disappear when eye have my sweetY heart again 
she is the tall creek Indian maiden pocahuntus called Tall Tree. 
She is the only Valentine for me.


Details | I do not know? | |

Beauty And

Fitting together like a well worn leather glove to one's hand
The curve of her face fit him perfectly
Snuggling closely each day not by chance but by plan
Theirs was not a happenstance romance

She was fair, round, and smooth
Him... well old, gray, and hairy
Tough and just a little bit gruff
How could this beauty link up with this old goat


Details | Free verse | |

Menu of the Day


This is where I start, the beginning of a 
poem. Gee, the faceless memories are
blanketing the beach! The sweet sweat 
of anise seeds wets dried olden throats

matching with precious emerald stones 
and feta of the gods, dressed in earth’s  
natural, colorful skin to satisfy a hunger

where I watched this fairest of them all 
trudging through the sand dunes. O, her 
foot-prints, left un-touched! I wanted to
 
measure her smile, but my commander 
has taken the order of my day to other 
station. There, I imitated Steven Segal’s 
expertise chopping veggies, for a soup.   


Details | Free verse | |

One Another For Each Other

There is a beautiful woman who enchants me so
how did we find each other?
how could two souls so far apart be brought together?
please accept me for who I am
I already accept you for who you are
woman, please come with me
into the garden that is love
all I want to do is make love to you
kiss you, hold you
let's slowdance the midnight away
let's give each other all of us
woman, I know i'll give you all of me
i'll give you a big slice of humble pie
give me all of you
let's be true to one another
let our love never die
long summer nights, short winter days
I want to spend them with you
all we need is each other
I just want to romance you
feel passion and togetherness
forever and ever, my darling 
say it'll last forever
let's share each other with each other
make our bed and lay in it
we are dreams inside one another's head
when our eyes meet
let us dream no more
for when the day the dream comes true draws near
our undying love will bring us together




Details | Rhyme | |

Amnesia (Mixed Rhyme)

Love, you know I yelled at this lady;
Not that I envied her slim body,
But ‘cos she claimed, you as her buddy;
She asked me if your name is Teddy;
Her son said: please, return my daddy.

So, I ask you: Is there something I should know?
Just be honest, and I’ll not start a fight;
Gee, I’ve no idea of this lady you saw; 
Have not you guarded the bird very tight!? 

Then, why was she looking for you? 
All I ask myself is why;
She’s cold stare; as I passed by,
She said, you and her, is this true? 

Oh please, stop it, honey! It’s just in your mind, 
Those silly things that I never even thought; 
Thou my heart is such a rhymer, still, I’m thine; 
And you really think, by her, I will be caught?

Maybe, she’s not in her good head;
But, her son looks like you, she said; 
Enough, here you go again; 
You know, your nagging makes me sick! 
Outraged, she hit him with a stick;
He laughed at her, with disdain.

Insulted by his deeds, she pushed…and pushed him;
And he fell, banging his head against a beam;
This caused him to see dancing stars in a gleam.

Shook his head….and walks to the door,
Leaving her, sobbing, on the floor.

Love, where are you going? She asked.
He looked back and said with voice, hushed. 

I’m going to my wife and son.
She screamed: No, no…you are my man!

You? Never met, my name’s Teddy.

And, you are not my slim lady.


Details | Free verse | |

Passion

Our love burns-
Like bleach on a flesh wound,
My love will never,
Can never,
Fail me,
Bodies like oil paint on the wall,
Intertwined so severely,
One cannot tell one from the other,
That is us.


Details | Free verse | |

Sweet Dreams


I slip into 
my cloud 
and let it

take my mind 
to count how much left 
of my imagination.

“Ah, I see 
no stars in 
weightless night!” I said.

So she folds 
me, with her honeyed 
palms 

and keeps me 
warm 
in her pot of dreams—

recollecting
my memories to face 
another morrow.


Details | Rhyme | |

Help Someone

Life is what you make of it.
You can be in the arena or in the sidelines to sit.

Help a fellow brother, let them know you care.
Bring hope for someone that is in despair.

Give the shirt off your back and give to the poor.
Smile at someone and make their spirits soar.

Start a conversation and share a thought.
Let someone know that friendship is what you brought.

Stay with someone awhile, that has a broken heart.
Help them mend the pieces that unknowingly, fell apart.

Bond with someone who wants life to end.
Stay and listen and be that loving friend.

Pray for the heavy laden, chained to their past.
Let them know, Christ died for them, and their sins he has cast.

Forgive others that have done you wrong.
Forgive yourself and your heart will be strong.

Enjoy life and find happiness in the little things.
Try to think positive, no matter what life brings


Details | Free verse | |

Don't lose our love

Father please stop yelling,
your voice booms all around.
We got so used to hearing it – 
we switch off to the sound.

Oh yes it’s true we hear you
but your voice is now a noise;
it’s not what you say – that we can hear,
just abusive, boystrous tones.

If you stop a while, take time to think -
And plan what you might say?
Maybe you’d talk instead of shout,
and then we’d respond and work things out.

But while your respond in dulcid tones,
whilst all we hear is put downs, moans.
While all you do is scream and yell,
you’ll push us away – so far until…

You’ll lose our love, and all respect,
we’ll grow up not knowing loving yet;
run to the first who shows interest,
repeat history, life of whole regret…

You’ll lose our love, so stop this now,
teach us to love , to talk things through.
We’re not so bad, you’ll see us now,
And as a unit we’ll learn to grow…and flourish…

Make you proud, you’ll see.
Make you understand your love of me,
Be still, be heard – in quiet reserve,
with dignity, respect, and glee…

be proud.


Details | Lyric | |

farewell

i hope life is fulfilling your dreams
whatever you want, maybe you
will receive, but im not gonna
stop my destiny, cause if i did,
i will regret, and hate you for
letting me

i know you want a family,
but i have dreams,
i need to fulfill my needs,
im not gonna stop my destiny,
im on my way to  a beautiful journey

maybe we will meet 
down the line
during a cross road
only if it meant to be,
to rekindle love
maybe.... we have to 
wait and see,
until then, im on my way
to a beautiful journey


Details | Free verse | |

The Eviction of Mr. Ivy

With his thick, brown, hairy legs,
He had climbed the back of an old white barn.
As his knotted, broad chest pressed 
Against the dry-rotted boards, 
He stretched his arms toward the sun 
Piercing through some nearby branches.
Entangling his long fingers in those limbs,
He rested his head on the black shingled roof
Until his head became green and bushy. 
His body clave to the building when he saw me.
He clinched when I tried to grab him
And he did not want to come down.
So, I cut him off by his hairy feet 
From among his crawling children,
And I pulled and pulled him by the legs.
Though he fought to stay and kicked to return,
I tore him away from that old white barn
And down he came with boards and branches.
I laid him on top of a pile of old ivy vines
And scraped his remains off the building.


Details | ABC | |

BECOME MY FATHER

He did not want to climb the spiral helix,
a son will be born without him.
He said I want to become my father
and see the decline.

How for shall we go to investigate?
An infant wrapped up in plastic explosive
was going to be presented on dais.
An unclothed carcass was lying between you and me,
body donated for the study
of failing restraints. How death would behave
in broad daylight?
The vasectomy did not work. Testosterone was
still flowing.

Reading Kafka, peanuts!
We have come near emptiness
of a tree, hollowed by white ants.



SATISH VERMA


Details | Senryu | |

Two Sisters, One man

Two sisters, one man-
Well-tricked for his trickery,
Jacob gained two wives.

Two sisters, one man-
One weak-eyed and unwanted;
One was beautiful.

Two sisters, one man-
In love he wept for Rachel,
For sons loved Leah.

Two sisters, one man-
Mandrakes, sex bartered in hopes
Both would feel equal.



Details | Rhyme | |

That Special Day

As I dress my self for the special day.
I whisper a prayer to help me along the way.

Looking in the mirror at my mothers beautiful dress.
She lovingly sewed together, so I could look my best.

My beloved is a mystery just for that special hour.
I smile to myself as I gather my bouquet of flowers.

The music plays, as I walk down the aisle with my father.
He winks at me, after giving me away to another.

Family gathers tissues and a hush covers the place.
As we exchange vows, he gathers me up into a loving embrace.

I barely heard the words "you may kiss your bride".
My husband raised my veil, kissed me tenderly as I cried.

We are now as one, united in holy matrimony, thus begins our path.
Together we will take on each day, enjoying each other as if was our last.


Details | Free verse | |

The Broth

 
The Broth 
The Broth 


Too many cooks spoil the broth is the adage eye have heard it all my life. The 
cook one is not used to sharing the pot the cook two has arrived and she is trying 
to survive and the hair is the fur flying up on the first cook to arrive as a batter up 
not ready to give up the batter in the broth. Please to the cook one try to share yes 
dear eye am certain it seems hard and impossible now but this time will come 
open somehow eye do not want the cook two to win but she has to survive for all 
of us to live cannot we be generous and share all our time eye will never give up 
the broth must be hot and so ready to serve only time can erase the bad taste 
that the second cook brought. Please keep the broth simmering in the pot and 
keep try to keep me ici lest eye die without broth without love. 
 
           
 
 
 The Broth     
 


Details | Free verse | |

The Lovers

I like your eyes, a cornflower blue.
You do like my dimple, a double.
I’m a poet, and meant just for you.
You’re my avid fan, an inspiration.
Till death do us part, our  promise.

We’re lovers, by day and by night.
We watched the sunset, we kissed.
We had differences, and we fought.
We reconciled, then, we made love.

But lately, 
I don’t understand you;
Is there someone else!?

Non Cheri, just I’m not feeling well.
I’m having your baby, two months.

O gee, I thought….


Details | Free verse | |

Lip Service

No censorship from your lips
Declarations made unapologetically
Living to offend
You triumph at being different
Unique now is a dirty word
The way you mean it
As an excuse to be belligerent
To speak your mind freely
Regardless of the consequences
You hurt others with your tongue
Your words are acidic
Eroding away any peace from within me


Details | Rhyme | |

At Times

At Times, 

My eyes will set me to see this tremendous world that tumbles over me.
Closing my eyes to the existence at hand my mind rolls with clouds from a higher land.
I was here I was there, now I find that I am everywhere surrounded by a mistake at hand.
I saw this and I saw that and my eyeballs they just roll and roll with the tides of the Sea.
He loved me and I loved Him until time told this and then time told that, 
Then there was absolutely no one to believe.
At times, 
I am neither here nor am I there until I have compared, for I am my highest in stand!

At Times, 

My tongue will loosen the bonds that bind abundantly arousing my taste I now crave.
Closing my eyes to the intolerance on hand my thoughts travel like magnets pulling steel.
I went now I went then, and here I find that I am found where I was surely going to kill.
I saw that and I saw this and my tongue it just slipped and slipped until I found the seals.
I loved Him and He loved me until this became that and that became this, 
Then I felt just like His slave.
At times, 
I am neither there nor am I here until I will swear, for I am my highest in brave.

At Times, 

My mind will set me to this grand and glorious world that crumples around me.
Closing my eyes to the persistence at hand my life starts to question this Earthly sand.
I was here I was there, now I find that I am nowhere surrounded by this great big plan.
I saw this and I saw that and my brain cells they just fled and left with the tides of the
Sea.
He loved me and I loved Him until we both threw down our fight, 
Then there was absolutely no one to see.
At times, 
I am neither here nor am I there until I have cheered, for I am the highest in “Grand”!

®Registered: Ann Rich  2005


Details | Free verse | |

Unhealthy Fantasies

He will not love
He will not honor her
He will not yield to her needs
He will not give her what she wants
So she thinks of someone who can

She will not submit
She will not bow to him
She will not yield to his needs
She will not give him what he wants
So he thinks of someone who can

Further and further they drift apart
With craving souls and burning lusts
Temptations mounting everywhere
And they succumb to the ones in mind

In darkened rooms raging passions
Take hold of their private places
Til ideal faces and ideal bodies
Release the tension temporarily

She's taken to worlds
She flies in the heavens
She's the moon that bursts into stars
She comes down but sees her winding sheets
And that she has crashed there all alone

He's riding the waves
He's walking on the waters
He's Poseidon on seas with mermaids
Then letting go, falling back to depths below
He still burns alone for satisfaction

Because though they can think of someone who can
They can't... fulfill needs and desires with just sex 

They need and want each other's appeal
They need to love and submit 
They need to honor and bow 
They need to yield...
Til their wishes become reality





Details | Rhyme | |

Pane e Tulipani

Bread and Tulips

He was the provider
Supplier of the bread
She was lover of flowers
He was one that little said

She loved music
Dancing in the night
He wanted a maid
That ironed his shirts just right

One was a soul mate
The love of her life
The other just someone
Who wanted a maid to do things right

Who would she chose
To spent the rest of her life
The man who used her
Or the one who would treat her nice

(This is about a movie that I have seen. Not me personally.)


Details | I do not know? | |

Questions of Loved

One foot in place,
Bed of decease.
Palms on the pillow of rest, 
Tombstone.
Soil linen unfolded to cover the mourning soul.
Despondency at the Mormon rain of thoughts,
"For better or for worst...Till death..."
Seems bewildering now after all the years of faithfulness.
External charm of her womanhood stroked daily by words of sweet nothing,
Innermost lift untouched by human's hand.
Secret heart tramped by  reflection of trespasses,
Wondering of "Is it me? For what could I have done greater in love?"
Her cheek pressed firm in oneness with the windowpane.
Tears flowing,
Holding back the warmth summer arrays upon the glasswork.
Emotions fight to keep her in the breathing,
Reasoning her way out in weariness.
Final breath,
Words exhaled in one accord.
Another-
"Yes, transgression I have lived, continuing? I am already in existence."
Thinking within of never giving to the excellence of her womanliness in marriage.
Sound of a door ajar,
Slamped.
"Honey!"
Thoughts of her or someone else?
Maybe moments of overwhelming Monday night football with the boys.
Speedily wiping the weeping from her presence.
"I'm here!"
Or is she?
A woman unloved is given possibility of foolish acts.
I meditate at times on this alone;
Solitude decision on her behalf?
Additional help sent from somewhere near,
Maybe the better half?
"Better half?" Forgive me. That doesn't sound right.


Details | Free verse | |

The Poppy Seed

Wanted but not appreciated
Some admire the beauty
Taking a seed to plant to accentuate their garden
Some admire its hyponotic powers
Taking its seeds to grow more poppies 
To help people reach eurphoria
Barren, so much has been taken
Without a thought to the flower
Poppy gave the gifts she possessed gladly
But, didn't want to be forgotten
Wanted visitors to gaze at its beautiful petals
Instead of bleeding it dry of all of its usefullness
And leaving it to dry up and decay


Details | Narrative | |

When I Was Wrong

   
 She said the time has come there is no more,
    As she peeled off her ring and tossed it to the floor.
What did I ever see in you was her last reply,
    When I’m gone who are you going to have around just to make cry?
You never cared you were never there,
    And all your talk was just tons of hot air.
Yeah I remember when it used to feel so right,
    When you would hold me and cuddle all through the night.
But somewhere down the road it just came undone,
    Maybe I’m being selfish for wanting to be your only one.
I tried to please you the best that I could,
     But it got to the point that no matter what I did you made me feel that I was no 
good.
Enough is enough my heart can’t break anymore,
     We can never have it the way it was before.
This is the hardest thing that I’ve ever done,
    You’ve been the first and only one
I don’t think death can hold this much pain,
    The love I had for you has nearly driven me completely insane.
I never asked you or expected that much,
     Just some recognition and maybe a casual tender touch.
How long has it been since you placed your lips on mine?
     As she wiped away her tears she said I’ve given you all kinds of signs.
Well the only words that came to my mind is I’m sorry for being so blind.
     I said I know you are right I’m thoughtless as hell and so unkind.
But give me a chance don’t walk away,
     I want to make it better if you’ll only stay.
Well we held and we cuddled and it really felt good,
    And she was right certain things I took for granted and some I never 
understood.
footnote: This is just another poem I made up


Details | Dramatic Verse (Verse Drama) | |

You are...

You are the storm
     that rushes over my eyes
You are the thunder
     that brings lightening into my heart
                       a spark of life
You are the rain 
     that washes away the pain
And... You are the sunshine that
                                brightens up my day
For you are my destiny, my journey and my love
All the clouds and storms
     they could not compare
A disruption, a tornado....    it does not dare
For our love fills our hearts
Our united souls never part
You are the blood...... that rushes through my veins
And... You are the emotions that flood in......
                                     that change
Now and forever you'll hold my hand
Loving me for eternity was your plan
You are my dream that never ends
        true and honest
               gods sent


Details | Lyric | |

Just Asking


I see you, my love

Tranquil  
As the sea on a silent night

Relentless 
Like the beat of my heart

When 
You are happy, I can smile

When 
You’re sick, I am in great pain

Do you feel the same for me?


Details | Free verse | |

Our Favorite


                                           You got
The early morning feeling
Out 
Of me
            We slipped 
                               Into 
                                     Our favorite


Details | Narrative | |

Baby Got Rap

Late one night I went for a walk,
my husband and I, just had a fight,
really convinced, it was all his fault.

Out on the track, I was huffing around,
looking real weird in my night gown,
talking to myself, walking round, and round.

Two policemen were passing by,
I tried to explain the gown and all,
but on that radio, they made that call.

We have your wife, and she is going in,
you can sign her bond, and she can go then,
I knew that man was wearing a grin.

Downtown we went, with me in the back,
I screamed real loud, I left my purse at the track,
so they turned around, and took me back.

Finally we arrived at the station door,
I never had been in there before,
they put me in a cell with someone who snored.

Finally, my husband came to get me out,
I tried to tell him how it all came about,
but he just laughed, saying out loud, baby got a rap.

Not funny to me, but I'm glad he came,
those two police, thought I was insane,
but I did it to myself, I had no one to blame.

Now, I never go out by myself,
that night downtown, um, bad memories it left,
we laugh about it now, but then, miserable I felt.

The moral of my story is,
stay home.




Details | Lyric | |

played with fire

i realize it was really hard for me to see,
how could i've been so blind,
you was slowly killin me,
you played with fire,
end up hurting me,
theres no mercy,
especially coming from me

and if i do forgive
i will never forget
its something you have to live with
boy you will regret
u had your fun while it last,
now youre my past
youre a cheater and a liar,
you made urself look like an as(s)

let me tell you,im no bodies fool
but love made me blind 
i was a fool for you
now it seems, the tables have turned
so horribly you looking
i see you've learned

you loved that one
she didnt love you back
now you knocking on my door
sayin "plz take me back"

ah, you realize
you was a fool
messin up somethin
with one night or two
three,four,
stop knocking at my door,
when in fact,
step on back,
theres no comin back

i thought you was the one
the one i can trust
but i was wrong
you was a bust

you couldve been the one
my lover, my king
building an empire
just you and me

now its too bad,
it ended so sad,
didnt realize what you had,
you so gone, im glad

im better without you
unstressful
im free
you played with fire
end up hurting me
im the one and only
u had a good thing
now you cant have me

fadeout:
n-e-more....


Details | Lyric | |

neverending story

this song it like a neverending story
we both played a part
but you pretending
even though you a million miles away
you got me thinkin,
you still love me
not knowing that youre lyin

"neverending story"

you said it was me
but it was you
who was cheatin
changin up, everyday,
like diffrent seasons
you dissappear into the night
sleepin with diffrent creatures
with diffrent features

"this a neverending story"
break it down now!

breakdown part:
neverending story...
yeah yeah yeah
"break it down"
oooh
"this a neverending story"
oooh, oooh..yeah

neverending story
boy, you will never change
all your lies, you feed me
sayin youve been, real to me
let me tell you one thang
reggin, you say that losely
love- so overated
its beginning to lose its meaning

neverending story
(story,story)
neverending story...

"oh yes it is"

this song is like a neverending story
we both played a part
but you pretending
even though you a million miles away
your bestfriend keeps warning me
you pretending you love me
this a neverending story


Details | Free verse | |

Observations in Starbucks

Standing in the
Starbucks line
I have ample time
to observe
the woman
beside me, her
lips and fingernails
painted bright red
like a billboard
she fancies herself
the main attraction
inadvertently
advertising her
desperate need
to be noticed

The tables dotted
with individuals
using their
computer screens
and newspapers
like barricades
they hide inside
fiercely protecting
themselves from
inconvenient
interaction

The boy
behind the counter
takes my order
his scarred hands
moving swiftly,
sinewy arms
decorated with
intricate tattoos

tall, decaf, nonfat
sugar-free
gingerbread latte,
he seems bored
disinterested, even
dismissing me as
chaste and sensible
just another suburban
soccer mom

The man behind me
talks on his cell phone,
like a guilty voyeur
I listen to his side
of the conversation;
in my head, inventing
some sordid scenario
to go along with his
clipped responses

My husband
waits for me
in the parking lot
like a beacon of hope
his truck, warm
idling eagerly
anticipating
my return.