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A Poet's Happy Dream

I found myself against a willow propped.
The stones nearby me were a hundred-fold.
and one by one I tossed them as they plopped
into a rill while other pebbles rolled,
as if with one accord, away from me.

Their hundred ripples bubbled sweet champagne.
I drank. . . and then I tasted poetry.
saw flowers dance, and nothing was mundane!
Elysian then became the air I breathed.
The sun glowed purplescent.  Hocus-pocus!
I lay in greenest green while music wreathed
the meadow, lulling me. . . till I lost focus.

I woke to dusk and that inquietude
that ever shadows my dark solitude.

 For PD's GREEN contest (old poems only)

Copyright © Andrea Dietrich | Year Posted 2010

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Ask and wish bold, ask for clear sight;
Dare to seek out, dare to be brave;
Reach and unfold, reach your true light;
Explore grand bout, explore your crave;
Allow your heart, allow your soul;
Mind that fond dream, mind knows the way.
Choice helps you start, choice makes you whole;
Opt for fine theme, opt not to stray.
Move your world now, move your thoughts forth;
Embrace your dream, embrace your play.
Touch and endow, touch and go north;
Reap your grand scheme, reap your sure day.
Use your time here, use your days well;
Explore rich space, explore and tell.

Leon Enriquez
08 November 2014

Copyright © Leon Enriquez | Year Posted 2014

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A Penny For Your Thoughts

"The best things in life come in threes . . . friends, dreams and memories" Author unknown _____________________ Old and new friends are gems to cherish in my heart, In my darkest hours friends have held me close; Although in time we may be miles and miles apart They have listened with tears to my sad grieving prose. All my days are reverie and my nights lost in dreams, And with my dripping pen I create my poetry; With dream inspired words, lines, emotions and themes, Sorrow has made me the poet I was meant to be. Ah, memories, memories so bittersweet, In my mind I see our old house amongst the trees; I have memories of mom's tangled garden seat, Of bright, heavenly flowers waving in the breeze. And through the years I have learned life is deep, Entangled with friends, dreams and memories to keep. ______________________________ March 14, 2015 Sonnet For the contest, A Penny For Your Thoughts, sponsor, Sara Kendrick Theme - Deep thoughts Third Place

Copyright © Broken Wings | Year Posted 2015

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Blossoms and Bubbles

Effervescent laughter blows over vales
then falls soft to glaze new blooms posed genteel.
Gracious stems lift smiles to foamed skies surreal,
riding on sunrays of shimmery sails.

Splendid dreams bubble up from blossoms bright,
a sparkling scene as petals parade ‘round.
Cushioned on spring breeze, love waits to be found;
warm thoughts of you fly then burst in midflight.

Light bubbles join hands to soar through puffed clouds
winking at flowers in latest spring styles.
Their joy christens lands once silent for miles;
orbs popping with flair in breath’s blooming shrouds.

Laughter lifts skyward, an aerated tale,
of bubbles blown high above blooming vale.

3/25/15 for Olive's Blossoms and Bubbles Contest      

Copyright © Rhonda Johnson-Saunders | Year Posted 2015

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Sunrise, Heaven And Nature Conspire

Sunrise, Heaven And Nature Conspire!

At sunrise, when morn breaks into sweet day
Darkness,eases into another far lost realm
Light returns to splendor in its bright way
Sun-ship glowing,celestial giant at the helm!

We that rise up to see this wondrous event
soak in its beauty, holding its glory fast
Our future embraced and our past thus spent
each day's memories and hopes sail at last!

Heaven and Nature conspire to give that gift
hours await to explore life's great dreams
Darkness fled,giving again blessed day shift
full of promises riding magnificent streams!

At sunrise, when morn breaks into its sweet day
Earth gives man more time to love, dance and play!

Robert J. Lindley, mid-70's

Old sonnet, perhaps mid/late 70's.
Had no date on it.. Certainly was at an 
optimistic time in my young life.

Copyright © Robert Lindley | Year Posted 2015

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Elysium Fields

In Elysium Fields by dawn of day,
I saw The vision of Love’s own sweet dream.
Beside your beauty a fawn it did play,
As rainbow light about you both did stream.

The light did glisten from your soft brown eyes,
Love-light did shine forth from your bright orbs there.
This was Elysium, my paradise,
In which with you life i would Love to share.

In sun’s embrace i do see my treasure,
With you by my side this world would be mine.
You are my sweet desire, my gloden measure,
Of human sunlight that shall always shine.

Our Love shall be always, what power it yields,
Together within Elysium Fields.

"Within Elysium Fields" series.
Poetry written for my exquisite butterfly.

Copyright © Vladislav Raven | Year Posted 2016

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Seeking The Refuge Of Great And Airy Dreams

Seeking The Refuge Of Great And Airy Dreams

Slumbrous my mind glides off into another place
seeking the refuge of great and airy dreams.
Yet always, always appears my darling your face
shining sweetly your bright smile that always beams.

There we walk together on soft dewy grass
our time romancing amongst the ancient trees.
Far too swiftly, dear fleeting time seems to pass
my heart asking for more in sad, futile pleas!

As gaunt shadows race to invade our retreat
time drinks its water from our heavenly stream.
Alas! I can never that racing clock beat
Or hold the glow of our love's softest moonbeam!

I that willfully fight the coming of day.
Beg my soul, in this dream to forever stay!

Robert J. Lindley, 07-19- 2015

Note: Sonnet- 11 syllable verse.


slumberous ('sl?mb?r?s ; -br?s)  or or slumbrous ('sl?mbr?s) 
adjective  (mainly poetic)
sleepy; drowsy
inducing sleep
characteristic of slumber

Copyright © Robert Lindley | Year Posted 2015

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Farmers Wish


Woke up this morning with the sun in my eyes
Wishing for rain in the clear blue skies
We’re faced with a problem every single day 
Our stocks are all dying right were they lay

Tanks are all empty once again, bore’s all dead & dry
Banks want more money, but lord how I try
Year after year praying for rain
Hail Mary, my prayers are in vein

I can remember when I was a boy 
My dad and his dad too, had so much green
Had so much green green grass

We used to play and swim in the creek 
But all that I’m left with is barren ground
More dead sheep, stacked ten deep

I can’t give up not while I breath
Cause I’m a fair dinkum Aussie guy,
Who never ever gives up
Too much to live for before I say goodbye

So while there is food on the table and a beer in hand
I’ll keep on fighting for my home on the land
With my wife standing tall along my side
We’ll keep on fighting till the day we say goodbye

Copyright © Roger Hawes | Year Posted 2014

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I dreamt it all

	I know that I shall meet a pretty someone
	Somewhere in the shops across the mall;
	Those that I date now I do not love at all,
	The lips that I kiss now I do it all for fun;
	My life is driven by dreams and fate,
	My love life is without honesty or sate,
	But no part of you could understand me well
	Or know what I feel or know where I dwell.
	Nor guilt, nor situation oblige me to lie,
	Nor predicaments, bade me to sigh,
	A lonesome soul bereft of delight –
	I, who sleeps alone, by the night;
	I dreamt it all: the woman, the date, and the day,
	The months to come will demise my solitude away
	Because all that I dreamt is all that I sought,
	There shall be no more cries nor any ugly thought.

Copyright © Choene Alley Semenya | Year Posted 2015

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In someone else’s dream I long to be. I yearn to permeate his heart and mind. So when he drifts to sleep it’s me he’ll see, and in my arms his paradise he’ll find. We’ll meet inside a world of glowing hues and catch a star to Venus and the moon. As homeward bound on comet’s tail we cruise, I’ll read his wicked thoughts and nearly swoon. Then slowly I’ll fulfill his fantasies. He’ll sweetly moan, and then my name he’ll call. Inside this dream I’ll have him on his knees, for I will be his only and his all. But no, not he. . . it’s I who can’t resist! And it’s in dreams of mine(not his) we’ve kissed.
For the Dream a lil Dream Contest of Tracie ~*~ Indigo Dreamweaver

Copyright © Andrea Dietrich | Year Posted 2011

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Behind Your Closet Door


Behind your closet door,
a monster, you decide,
has moved the toys aside
to snooze upon the floor.
So near you'll hear him snore
you fear, from there inside.

So I, this very night,
when certain you have been
kissed on your cherry chin
and loved with all my might,
in just the gentle light
the moon and stars let in,

will hold you safe and tight
until your dreams begin...


Copyright © Lycia Harding | Year Posted 2015

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I dreamed a black; an onyx lake
before the sun’s first dawning rays
its surface marble smooth and makes
no sound without the warmth of day

I saw myself; a ghost it seemed
stripped naked on the grassy floor
beneath the waning moon’s cold beams
just staring at the other shore

From far away a whip-poor-will
called lonely, just a sleepy song
it tickled in the morning chill
and broke the water’s pull – so strong

to slip into that silent space
where never lived a false love’s face

Copyright © Carolina Yankee | Year Posted 2013

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Night Angel

In deep slumber madness, she comforts me
Appearing, unencumbered, from the mist
Subconscious suspension our nightly tryst
Erasing my mind of bad memories
She mends and warms my soul so tenderly
Imbibing my thoughts and heart with her kiss
Lovingly fulfills a long ago wish
Thankfully restoring my sanity
Regularly she visits in silence
Enlightening my dreams with wholesomeness
Wiping my tears of angered betrayal
Exchanging her love for malevolence
I awaken with renewed happiness
Refreshed from the angelic portrayal

   an original poem by the "poemdog" Daniel Turner
Italian Sonnet rhyme scheme abba  abba  cde  cde
  14 lines  10 syllables per  140 syllables  80 words

Copyright © Daniel Turner | Year Posted 2016

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Dream Lover

He comes in my sleep, in the quiet hours and brings with him feelings of deep emotion I pray that tonight will bring me the power to wrap me again in his love and devotion When dawn tints the sky, all my dreams will fall dead But moonlight will bring him to my window sill I lay down my head on the soft pillowed bed, then feel his warm arms fold around me, still Sleep's cunning deceit, makes believe he is mine But, a morning's sunrise knows the fool am I Daylight will take him, and my heart is resigned to mourn for my lover, where dreams go to die He comes in moonlight, where love's passion ignites, 'til it takes him away in the dawn's early light
_______________________________________________ 10/29/15 Carrie Richards Resubmitted for Trashed #3, sponsor, Broken Wings

Copyright © Carrie Richards | Year Posted 2015

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A Mind Disturbed

A mind puzzled by distortions around,
To extreme patters like vast stars when burst.
It spins abstracted in squares, all around;
Like a wild beast dying of utmost thirst. 

Thoughts spin like a large spiral galaxy.
Words mixed up, locked in the back of the mind.
Life swings like stones defying gravity,
Carried around the world by the north wind.

Will you revive the memories so fond?
Laid on a bed of undying roses?
Will you thrive to bring back the divine bond?
Before this disturbed mind ride six horses?

Upon dreams beyond imagination,
The restless mind awaits your affection.

Copyright © Hasan Hilmy | Year Posted 2014

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Where I Rest My Tired Soul And Dream With No Fear

Where I Rest My Tired Soul And Dream With No Fear

Cool flowing brook, clear water up to my knees
This day, vacation into mother Nature's lair
Wading in, beautiful stream wrapped in trees
This morning's softest  breeze, blowing my hair.

A step on back, into this my favorite wild woods
Enjoying life, pleasures in such gentle things
Wandering and admiring, all of Nature's goods
Each moment embracing, treasures the forest brings!

Beautiful vista begging me to shade and rest
Soft green, flowers telling me, lay right here
This fine comfy bed, part of Nature's best
Where I rest my tired Soul and dream with no fear!

My Soul begging me, never to dare ever miss.
Mother Nature's sweet embrace, a kiss like this!

R. J. Lindley
June 14th, 1981

Note- Another poem from my private journal.
While looking for a poem on darkness and death there 
I found this one and thought, just present this sonnet.

Copyright © Robert Lindley | Year Posted 2015

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A dream is born

It was with innocence the dream was born
purity of childhood‘s ploy, carefree joy
A lease of life to re-emerge each morn
with nature’s awakening to enjoy.
As was nature serene, so too the dream
to live a life of calmness, peace of mind
scales to balance the light of life, a gleam
of hope to plan future visions aligned.
A balance of love between two that share
the nature’s alms to live in peaceful calm
togetherness and bliss, a loving pair
as destiny intended, by life’s realm.

Life´s fulfillment perceived by shared passion.
Worldly lover’s caring with compassion.

T.J Grén

Copyright © Teppo Gren | Year Posted 2015

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Dare I, Own Up And Confess

Dare I, Own Up And Confess

Whispering shadows floating in the dark
Sound of laments ringing in their wake
Biting with wicked teeth so like a shark
seeking one lost and lonely soul to take!

Alarm clock wakes me from such a dream
yet bloodstains are at foot of the bed
How silly! All was not as it did seem
nightmares rage inside my old, aching head!

Rising to race quickly to the cold shower
stepped in a slippery,soft and warm mess
Blood on my feet, shows dreams have power
now the police demand I own up and confess!

Waking! My ankles shackled to these bars
Got a feeling,this dream going to leave scars!

Robert J. Lindley. 08-15-2015

Note. A dark sonnet for a change.

Copyright © Robert Lindley | Year Posted 2015

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Youthful dreams of very rich future
A life to enjoy planet's water pure
Kingdoms and powers are offered to him
As he drinks crystal (clear) water filled to brim

Lush green grass grows wild by the cool clear stream
Softens the pleasant place to dream his dream
Most beautiful place on this hemisphere
Will remain when thoughtful living adhere

The dream he dreams is to rule the whole earth
Where live in a great gold gilded city he'll  birth
Then he changes goes wild having his fling
Soon forget reasons for his rule to bring

Lost in the power, influence, shiny  gold
If only __a different story  told

Copyright © Sara Kendrick | Year Posted 2010

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Night Angel - Collaborating Sonnets with Lin Lane

In deep slumber madness, she comforts me
Appearing, unencumbered, from the mist
Subconscious suspension our nightly tryst
Erasing my mind of bad memories
She mends and warms my soul so tenderly
Imbibing my thoughts and heart with her kiss
Lovingly fulfills a long ago wish
Thankfully restoring my sanity
Regularly she visits in silence
Enlightening my dreams with wholesomeness
Wiping my tears of angered betrayal
Exchanging her love for malevolence
I awaken with renewed happiness
Refreshed from the angelic portrayal

Rest easy, dear one. Night Angel is here
To ease the worry from your furrowed brow
Kiss to the cheek, I lay upon you now
In your sweetest dream you will feel me near
Memories of your past no longer live
No need for tears to fall from pain or stress
Tender love I offer in my caress
Gift of my thoughts to you this night I give
Wake on the morrow, glad to greet the sun
Knowing night has me coming through the mist
To comfort once more when your cheek is kissed
As Night Angel hovers o're her loved one
Though I must wait till night sends its moonbeams
I shall never leave you lost in your dreams

Undeserving am I, for such mercy 
A sinner and tormented vagabond 
Cavorting with strumpets in Babylon 
Rendering my soul hungry and thirsty 
Yet nightly, through the mist you come tersely 
Descending with your kindness from beyond 
Blessed with your kiss my memories abscond 
Overfilling my heart with love firstly 
Night Angel, I have prayed for forgiveness 
From the midst of my dreams, am again whole 
By the magnificence of your meekness 
My conscience is now bending from stiffness 
The morning sun brings new light to my soul 
Now no longer will ever go sleepless

    Original Sonnets by Lin Lane and Daniel Turner "poemdog"

Copyright © Daniel Turner | Year Posted 2016

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Lost love


Depth of feeling to confess none the less 
and more then all of love, before the fall 
Avow my deepest dreams to love's address 
in adherence to my heart a yearning call. 
Tis your fairest beauty I adore in vain 
and yes, the fondness of your touch remains 

Unspoken word and feeling in due strain 
I hang on to emotions that won't slow 
Still my heart re-glows despite the pain 
because my love for you refuses to let go 
One day mayhap this heart shall heal, 
but oh for now it's like unbended steel 

I feel the sadness, tears, & want to cry, 
and know I didn't deserve to feel this lie. 

T.J Grén & Mystic Rose

Copyright © Teppo Gren | Year Posted 2015

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Fading Dream

I’ve loved her dearly since my childhood days
Watching her subtle movements under the sun’s hot rays
She was sheer beauty when calm and warm
And magnificent in the eye of the storm

She lured me with her magic charms
To far away places and a woman’s arms
To mysterious places and exotic sights
Under the Southern Cross, romantic nights

She reached inside me and touched my soul
She took my life and made it whole
The longing for her, my heart retained
A fading dream is what remained

I still dream of sailing her waters once more
As I stand alone along her shore.

Copyright © Vince Suzadail Jr. | Year Posted 2008

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Curse my fate

Destiny? Curse my fate, untoward fate.
Born with innocence, sinless life of peace,
forsaken by loves dreams to cast a state
for chained forgotten mind, to find release
from the echoed silence; of silent frowns.
Falsely burdened by sullen existence,
without caring words, love‘s echoying sounds;
future‘s remedies remain‘d in distance.
Wistful only; more lonely, rich in hope
than livid of passion; seeking love pure
as was destiny’s lie; struggling to cope
without the magic touch of love’s cure.

Curse my fate; we are born with innocence,
wherefore lies the secrets of condolence.

T.J Grén

Copyright © Teppo Gren | Year Posted 2015

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If We Only Embraced The Could Be's

If We Only Embraced The Could Be's

There in a single splash of ocean swell
could be great joy instead of blackest doom.
If only dry desert hotter than hell
could be a wet and spaciously cool room.

The could be's that stirs a man's longing mind
could be ripped from his eternal soul.
What we once were, we shall one day soon find
is a dead ball that no longer will roll.

Lurking in magic thoughts lies such tales
of bright stardust, golden castles and hope.
Could be if we follow magical trails
we'd lasso the moon if given the rope.

If life were jumbo buckets of could be's
man could preserve earth, trees and hopeful seas! 

Syllables Per Line:	
10 10 10 10 0 10 10 10 10 0 10 10 10 10 0 10 10
Total # Syllables:	140
Total # Lines:	17  (Including empty lines)
Words with (syllables) counted programmatically:	 
Total # Words:	111

Robert J. Lindley, 1-15-2016

Copyright © Robert Lindley | Year Posted 2016

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Within A Dream, I Love You, Was Heard

Within A Dream, I Love You, Was Heard

Of short duration, joy in our loving dreams
Of Lust and Love-  Both fuel deeper desires
With Loss, wading behind in the flowing streams
And Longing- flaming in its own Fires.
Yet when fine and fair weather holds its sway
We sing and dance never seeming to tire
And upon that sweet beach in Heavenly Bay
Nothing can make us think of future rage and ire.

Wanting to be that permanent snow far up top
And a mountain in its great majestic power.
Our Love swears that nothing, can ever it stop
Until doom, doom dares to invade its bower.

Once upon that sweet beach, in heavenly bay.
I heard her, "I love you", so tenderly say!

R.J. Lindley,
Spring 1972

(1.) "bow·er"
a pleasant shady place under trees or climbing plants in a garden or wood.
synonyms:	arbor, pergola, grotto, alcove, sanctuary; gazebo
"a rose-scented bower"

Note- This one, was a golden angel that in 
my foolish youth I messed up!
Yet life had so much more in store , for living
is about mistakes, learning and surviving.

Copyright © Robert Lindley | Year Posted 2015

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On Love's Golden Bower

I wait amidst the stars on golden bower
I know that you shall come to me in Love
Ascending oh so gently to Love’s tower
To be with your Dark Man in stars above

So gently you walk in our star cocoon
I rise and come to you in Love supreme
I hold you close you are my shining moon
I melt into you what a Lovely dream.

Upon this golden bower i do lift you
Tonight on this bower our Love we shall share
This night you shall know a Love ever true
And you shall be handled with gentle care.

We are together our Love it does tower
When we spend the night on Love’s golden bower.

"Meet Me In The Stars" Series

Copyright © Vladislav Raven | Year Posted 2016

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In The Still Of The Night - A Collaboration With Lin Lane

In The Still of The Night 

In sorrow weeping upon your own bed 
I watch you now in sadness despairing 
Upon the pillow of pain lies your head 
Lost in the grief your temple is bearing 

My heart is light and it must come to you 
Fear not the shadow that comes from the storm 
For i do bring light in its golden hue 
To fill with peace your desirable form 

As i sit on the bed open your eyes 
Into sadness Soul i plainly do see 
Take my hand come with me to paradise 
I shall take you where you do wish to be 

I ever show you a beautiful sight 
We are the dream in the still of the night

Upon my bed countless tears I have spilled 
I shiver in grief while my heart grows cold 
Crushed by pain and promises unfulfilled 
Sorrows to burgeon my faint heart 'til old 

Please impede my fear and somber weeping 
You offer peace from shadows where I dwell 
With golden light hold me in safekeeping 
Raise me from the darkness in which I fell 

My eyes trust the benevolence in you 
Your hand offers me strength to leave my bed 
Lead me where I shall no longer feel blue 
To paradise my Soul pleads to be led 

We shall soar there among stars of great height 
Lost in our dream in the still of the night

You give me your hand and we float away 
Beyond the stars to a land light with dreams 
Hold close to me in each resplendent ray 
You are kissed by a rainbow of sunbeams 

To see the light that now shines in your eyes 
As your smile does light up your sunlit face 
The depth of your Love i now realize 
Come sit with me in dream's blissful space 

In this land of dreams your passion may flow 
Desire is your fire that shall ever burn 
Find all your peace for you know you must go 
When comes breaking day when the night does turn 

But know you may always feel this delight 
When darkness falls in the still of the night

Through a sky glittered with stars we travel 
To a rendezvous where our dreams come true 
I hold you tight as my fears unravel 
Sunbeams of light illuminates my view 

Paradise exists and my hope rebounds 
As we linger here nestled side by side 
Your intimate whispers are revered sounds 
My heart shall forget the tears I have cried 

This realm of dreams rekindled my sad Soul 
You ignited the flames that warmed my heart 
Peace and happiness has made me whole 
Each day I shall wait for twilight to start 

If you hold my hand my heart shall take flight 
When love calls us in the still of the night

A Collaboration by, Lin Lane & Vladislav Raven.

Copyright © Vladislav Raven | Year Posted 2016

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Dream Forever

Thee, are my deepest emotions; taken beyond; my control.
Thou do express love; sweeter; than view of sunshine.
One single touch, from you, feels so fine.
No thoughts of your face would ever console.
Desires; that when I see you, I fight to control,
My heart; is blinded by numbers more than nine.
My soul is bound to you with more than twine.
Thee taketh my senses, beyond, compression of coal.

My blustery habits; are taken; when I see thee, with him.
Coal contracts to brilliant diamonds from pressure, we are told.
My heart aches for thou, under the pressure of seeing his kiss.
No brilliancy of any treasure shines; only a full moon goes dim.
My desires are real; though they have no growth; in gold.
Thee, shall be my dream forever, though I shall have no bliss.

Copyright © cecil hickman | Year Posted 2013

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With closed eyes,because this burning light,
The clouds will go beyond the golden day,
And sun will rest in your hair, a playful ray,             
But blue will stretch a hand to inner sight;                 
Some dreams are riding yet, the friendly pony.
Neighbors: the fairy`s breasts in joyous rest; 
With closed eyes, the morning wind will test
And run a bee along no time wet honey;

Old summer buried its face in gentle light and sand;
Some dreams grew like shinning clouds above       
By covering the castles,then a part of our beach;    
No wind to run them , except a tender hand.        
The taste of salt and sea are slowly speaking love;     
While changeable waves, to blond laughs reach...

Copyright © Ovidiu Bocsa | Year Posted 2014

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It`s peace in the forest, this night…
All stars gathered in the same breath;
The frost`s wolf chatters his white teeth;                                                   
 Mourning old trees are all covered by light;
The wind increased his obsessive white;
Neighbors: the snowmen and a glass stag 
When night is finally waving its white flag,
Dreams are hanged by luminous white of the height.

Winter buried its face in frozen white lands,       
Long Snow drifts grew like glass clouds above       
And covered the village and half of the church;    
Sun seems a squeezed lemon by white hands.                                                 
Milk dawns, glass blower speaks slowly of love;     
White field sounds with crows near one silver birch.

Copyright © Ovidiu Bocsa | Year Posted 2012