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To Him who Loves Me

He held me through the maelstrom of my heart
strong arms of comfort, chest of solid might
with soothing touch the healing he did start
he brought the rays of sun to warm my night

the whispers in my ear were tender, sweet
they breathed into my soul his courage fierce
he vanquished all the cold with flaming heat
and placed his balm on wounds that lies did pierce

my heart he touched and made to beat once more
my eyes he kissed with truth, and I could see
On lips his love with kisses he did pour
he arms a haven that was meant to be

To him who loves me with such constant care
my dreams, my soul and body I will bare 

Eileen



Copyright © Eileen Manassian | Year Posted 2015

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UNTIL NIGHT'S END


Though wrinkled veins line years on drooping arms        
I'll hold all springtime's traces of young vows,
to care for you through life’s devoted charms
and rouse our crowning glory, joy endows
while tint of whitened hair enchants my heart
that passing unto seasons now grows old,
upon this dream's compass we have to part.
So sing dear one, our floral notes behold
as I guard you through one last winter rain,
until once more sweet memories grip us
to cuddle mild laughter and tunes again
when petals reel unto skies with caress,
 
…before leaves of demise call us to rest
we’ll share night's end upon heaven’s bequest.



Kelly Deschler's Stand By Me Contest
1/10/2015
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'When the night has come
And the land is dark
And the moon is the only light we'll see
No, I won't be afraid ;Oh, I won't be afraid
Just as long as you stand, stand by me'

Ben E. King - Stand By Me

Copyright © nette onclaud | Year Posted 2015

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A Penny For Your Thoughts


(The Relativity of Beyond)

Bacteria, too small for human eyes
Engage their fight for life within our midst,
So unaware of Earth's gigantic spies
With microscopes and slides, who co-exist.

And tiny fish contained by walls of glass,
Oblivious to all that thrives outside,
In world of colored sand and plastic grass
Know not of ocean's roar or rhythmic tide.

And we, the wisest brothers of life's sea,
Who travel well the wonders of our home,
Are blinded by the endless mystery
Of space and time--horizons we can't roam.

What great dimension of the vast beyond
Makes Earth a microscopic vagabond?


© Sandra M. Haight 2015 
   All Rights Reserved


~2nd Place~
Contest: A Penney For Your Thoughts
Sponsor: Sara Kendrick
Judged: 03/22/2015

Quote:
“If life is going to exist in a Universe of this size,
then the one thing it cannot afford to have is 
a sense of proportion.” 
Douglas Adams, Author: 1952-2001




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Copyright © Sandra Haight | Year Posted 2015

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Harmony Through Love

We haven’t been formally acquainted 
Though your words now travel in me
A picture of harmony you’ve painted
Love truest, in the very highest degree

Trouble in the midst, but don’t stress
Look into the windows of the soul
Therein you’ll find your happiness
Where two parts become a whole

Partake of this newfound pleasure
Two rivers now flowing into one
The joy contained has no measure
Warmth radiating like rays of sun

On this road of destiny or now call it fate
To encounter true love, it’s never too late



Based on In Deepened Harmony by Nette Onclaud

I do not know you, but your friends desire you back. You must truly be a light and inspiration to them.

Copyright © wayland bunch | Year Posted 2013

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BLAZING WITH DESIRE



F lushed is summer blazing their eyes to taste
I nner warmth of night’s tint, a smoky glide,
R eflecting murmurs, uttered not in haste
E nticed by dewy mouths as sighs collide.

Lay bare hours’ flavor on the riverside
As her garment drifts through whirls of mantle;
Where spikes of craving lift an August bride 
That his dazed ardour opens a pearled shell.
Releasing logic, their notes rise, aflame 
On creamy skin, though dusk-time ever bold;
Until lips crawl north to east without shame
When lovers entwine, a moment uncontrolled.

Tresses blow like red weaves, a love complete
Ripening desire's tune… on moonlit suite.


Element Part 4 :Fire Contest for Brian Davey
5/3/2016   Shakespearean Sonnet

Copyright © nette onclaud | Year Posted 2016

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Please Define

Define that fresh sensation once again
Thought to be missed while mellowing further
Define that shiver until one knows when
Tickled by touch as light as a feather.
Define that out of the blue expression
Brought as a smile amidst wonderstruck gaps
Define that itch to make an impression
Asked oneself if it may cause a collapse.
Define that strong desire to keep it close
Tried to hold off the longing within reach
Define that incessant praise as it shows
Felt the comfort to be part of such speech.
These feelings wished for more to discover
Though discouraged to be felt forever.

Define that jaundiced eye hidden deep down
Affected by delusions that must cease
Define that sleepless night tumbling around
Worried about its substance to decrease.
Define that gentle torture creeping in
Intoxicated by pleasure from pain
Define that risk taken for a good spin
Saw a dead end coming latched on a stain.
Define that sweet lemoning on the rocks
Denied the existence of falling out
Define that misfortune kept in a box
Considered as a sentiment no doubt.
These feelings wished for certainty to bite
Regardless, I still do not get it quite.

Copyright © Maria Rheza Mae Rubio | Year Posted 2015

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Pain and Ashes


Oh, speak to me of love, said Pain, now come
Draw up a chair and look me in the eye
Her limbs move slow, by sorrow frozen, numb
All nerve and sinew wracked by silent cry
Sit down, said Pain, the fire is hot and bright
And we must talk, for you have much to say
Not now, she begged, have mercy, not this night
Please let me speak of love another day
She feels the fire’s scorch upon her face
As devastation sears and burns within
We must speak now, said Pain, there is no place
Nor corner left to hide in; so begin…
She sits in silence as the fire flashes
Till morning finds her, sat with Pain, and ashes

by Gail

Copyright © Gail Foster | Year Posted 2015

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Chastity

It was the purity of youthfulness
that chained the timidity of the flesh,
yet found the virtuous dreams in ripeness,
purity to seek reverie afresh.
Chastity of a virgin’s innocence,
a flower to flourish for me alone.
Thriving for ripeness through caring patience,
sufferance; desires of the flesh postpone.
Desirous to fill the veins with passion,
that had been emptied by forbidden sins.
Beyond dreams of womanhood‘s attraction,
wait for a flourishing flower begins.

	The elegance of chastities pureness,
restraint to behold youthful eagerness.


T.J Grén

Copyright © Teppo Gren | Year Posted 2015

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Your Humble Servant

To me you are a sacred dream
Each warmest hope upon the day.
A glass of wish from precious stream
Bright trace of sun through clouds of grey.

My endless trust in times of need
Our secrets shared we do confide
In passions breath to one I’m freed
Past darkest hour you are my guide.

Protection is my granted gift
To strive for you my sole delight
No one event shall birth a rift
Forever yours my quest to fight.

Perfections promise I shall chase
it's luck you chose my life to grace.


23rd May 2016

Copyright © Mark Woods | Year Posted 2016

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Blistered

This is my first Petrarchan sonnet...

Grey days of loss and loneliness are here
Sad nights as long as shadows in the deep
No joy, no hope, no gentleness, no sleep
No ray of light predicted to appear
Just disappointment, emptiness and fear
And sacred dreams discarded in a heap
By some abyss of faith too wide to leap
In ruins lies the love we held so dear

Wise folk will say there will be love again
That suns come up, and suns go down, and yet
All I perceive is darkness, drear and grim
All I can feel is searing hurt and pain
My heart, my fingers, too burnt to forget
All blistered, from the flame I hold for him

by Gail


Copyright © Gail Foster | Year Posted 2016

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Now Your Love, Dwells There In Hellish And Lost Dreams


    Now Your Love, Dwells There In Hellish And Lost Dreams

    Deep the cold at foot of our abandoned bed
    where roses wilt, praying early frost to die
    Green-eyed monster laughing loud to be fed
    your new "friends" gladly providing the lie
    No pleasure in revealing this most foul deed
    no solace in showing past pain in new light
    Was too late once you took on the bad seed
    turning once bright day into darkest night

    What of fantastic past joys we had both shared
    morns wrapped in warm bodies refusing to rise
    In darkness, my soul and heart was ensnared
    took years to recover from that surprise.

    Now your love, dwells there in hellish and lost dreams
    My spirit glows in relief, in love's true streams.

    R.J. Lindley,
    Sept 12th 1976

    Sonnet, 11 on 10....

    Poem Syllable Counter Results
    Syllables Per Line: 11 11 10 10 11 11 10 10 0 11 11 10 10 0 11 11
    Total # Syllables: 148
    Total # Lines: 16 (Including empty lines)
    Words with (syllables) counted programmatically: N/A
    Total # Words: 116

    New Note( the old note and its cursing deleted)- These decades later the powerful dream still comes attempting to haunt.
    I wake with a smile knowing I survived and eventually prospered...

Copyright © Robert Lindley | Year Posted 2016

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Melodies of the Heart

It’s so awesome the way you make me feel.
We promise to love in sickness and health
though we fall short in abundance of wealth;
my ardent heart skips a beat for you still.
 
I bat my brown eyes; you love my high heels.        
I am the prettiest girl of your dreams.
I capture your love all at once it seems,
my ardent heart skips a beat for you still.
 
Our love is true, genuine and so real.
There is no one else for you other than me.
Remember our hearts carved on that old tree?
My ardent heart skips a beat for you still.  
 
It’s so awesome the way you make me feel;
my ardent heart skips a beat for you still.


SONNET FORM #4 Echo Sonnet 

Copyright © Danetta Barney | Year Posted 2016

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She Gazes Back At Her Path Of Destruction

She Gazes Back At Her Path Of Destruction

Stir-fried, blackened hand that stole many hearts
well-done, the fleshy flesh that tastes so good.
Like a fleeing animal that jumps and darts
love and live forever if only she could.

In fright, scared of stiff, boring boredom
a queen fluffing up for the next throne.
Her smile could win any kingdom
Her cuts gash so deep--down into bone.

She gazes back at her path of destruction
another heart in her black crushing hand.
Misery, depression, pain- her sweet elation
clawed feet in the pit of hell, there she stands.

Let the dead now hear, her anguishing cries
as bolted justice now descends from clear skies.

R.J. Lindley,
1974

Copyright © Robert Lindley | Year Posted 2016

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In Each Dark Battle Are Gems Still Hiding

In Each Dark Battle Are Gems Still Hiding

I linger far too long in past glances
repairing my heart from such ancient pains.
I that carelessly took too many chances
now look back at far, far too many stains.

No shadows that follow bear good tidings
where tired spirit seeks safe shade and deep rests.
In each dark battle are gems still hiding
in green forests upon snow covered crests.

Long has been the widening path taken
where night-moon and bright sun upon man shine.
All seems so lost but hope is not forsaken
death is dark-food upon which Fate does dine.

Tarry not, road slows, end-game is in sight.
There sleep, basking in its eternal light.

R.J. Lindley

Copyright © Robert Lindley | Year Posted 2016

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Bond of Love

Love shall be the easiest word; to say.
Though deeper than any words do go,
Harder in ways that anyone may show.
True love so much more such anyway.
Shall wipe out any form of dismay,
 If veracity of heart is graciously slow.
When mixed with eyes that seem to glow.
Tenderness rewarding, true loves array.

More than any act, that enriches pleasure.
Flows from, enacted verses; unspoken,
Spirited rapture, with hormonal divide,
From the soul; pure golden treasure,
Enriches feelings beyond any token,
Heavenly bond ensues; when two coincide.

Copyright © cecil hickman | Year Posted 2013

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A Chance Meeting

Atlanta 1997, my first visit to America I recall
I went with a friend called joyous Jessica 
With no real intention of “dressing up” at all 
But to see and know what Halloween is after all.
There came a beautiful girl Iris and asked me
If I wanted my face to be painted for Halloween play.
Nodding I consented, I don’t know why till today
She painted my face as nothing in particular to see.

Ah, the experience of looking into her eyes blue
Touching her alluring body almost to the full
And she touched my heart while she painted
It was the beginning of relationship wonderful 
What a sweetheart! What a heavy Halloween fool!
Wherever you’re, Iris, with love I’m still painted.

                      +++++++
August 9, 2014
Form: Italian Sonnet (Contemporary)
Second Place in
Topic: Chance Meeting

Copyright © Dr.Ram Mehta | Year Posted 2014

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THE SCENT OF WATER

THE SCENT OF WATER Forlorn, distance roots between you and I; Carve 'neath fire silhouettes buried grief; Burn then blurred by irrational mischief; Has crimson love gone pale and soon may die? Trampled with reasons leaving us tongue tie; Falling, slowly falling, is marriage leaf... Amor ebbing , ebbing, like a thief. Divorce papers rocketing quite, quick high! Heaven knows, flaws, deaden raw I want fix; Reckon blows, glow, freshen love flow essence; Leaden float the scent of water,redden snow mater. Lessons learned bestow order resins of brighter hello; Father God, bless aglow each corners in progression... (c)olive eloisa 4:52pm July 14, 2014 Sponsor Poet Destroyer A Contest Name one sad poem 5th place, to God be the glory.. :) ***Inspired with the verse theme: John 14: 7-9 and the movie "FIREPROOF"...

Copyright © Olive Eloisa Fraser | Year Posted 2014

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WHEN NERVES AND PULSE CONGEST

WHEN NERVES AND PULSE CONGEST Tender are the days brushed with thoughts of light when yesterday rolling, rolling are the tears... Jagged nerves and pulse congest in colliding repair, they... rise to roar beams and rays of medley grace. Glitters of gold and red cartwheel slow on my face, I, before filthy shades of earth stand like a knight to whoever dares, forgetting crime as I fight! Even to ember flames of days, I... brave to step and chase for if deep the earths' steep it births you: "my sunshine", I keep forth to reap a mirth: me being with you. Black as coal creep, it rebirth night that seeps the signs but later sun peeps, its smile girths our blues. To a new life, new day, I faithfully consign with burning daylight as my sweep leap to have you... __________________________________________________ ***Sponsor rob carmack Contest Name Screwed IV ~~5th Place~~ Olive Eloisa Guillermo 11:02 pm. April 24, 2015

Copyright © Olive Eloisa Fraser | Year Posted 2015

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A BLESSED CHILD

When you miss a child,
Of your very own,
That is your flesh and blood,
You begin to wonder,
Where did you go wrong,
In your own life,
Instead of looking,
At the beautiful life,
You created,
This you must remember,
So many of the difficult times,
Cause of the times you did share together,
For your children will remember more,
Than you really want to give them credit for,
And they will always remember you,
As their loving parent,
For loving them so much,
More than you will ever know,
And you will never forget them,
Just as you hope,
You will never be forgotten,
From their lives,
Forever more,
As well.

Copyright © John Hembree | Year Posted 2013

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An Ode to an Insidious Sensation

Beneath the translucent veil of placidity, emerged that sound
To all is pure evil forecasting the prelude of a prolonged agony
Of flashy tear drops falling from a man abandoning his captaincy
A voice gushing through blood to veins in a body utterly bound
With the zeal of a new couples tasting a love heartily profound
Never imagining their pampered sparkle would ever reach atrophy
A persisting whisper like the howls of a one thousand wolfhound

Driven by lust, the fervent fervour fatuously never faltered my heart
Desire has simply dyed my insidious sensation with colours agleam
With ease, the prey has fitly fallen into web not using a single dart
Night wiped the eyes of conscience, sanity swept in a sea of steam
For sweet sin never countenances evildoers to venerate the extreme
Bed saved its sheets for passers-by to err, the game began to start!

© Guru Jad 2013

Copyright © Guru Jad | Year Posted 2013

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Beautiful Lies

Beautiful Lies

One beautiful lie , an unvoiced sonnet
Words veiled with a crime that steals my hearts last beat
Slow turn of your mood shows me disquiet
With kisses warm and vulgar with deceit.

One pulse stills, our love was not the one love,
Just remains of a lukewarm cup of tea.
You steep and brood, one pineing the lost dove.
My broken wing lame, I fall into the sea.

Beautiful lies, my heart begs for your fires
To hear the words forged my way by anvil
Beautiful lies, hope grows dim and expires
Waiting for judgment by divine gavel

Tremble my lips , tears fall dry from my eyes
Protect me from madness, beautiful lies.

Copyright © Brenda Atry | Year Posted 2012

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Springtime Affections

My love, your breath, fresh as a spring breeze,
Caresses my face, with a wondrous tone,
As your sweet lips, approach mine, we moan.
For expectation, of such pleasurable tease,
For there is no time, for emotions to please,
Our brief moments, are barely, only a loan.
For passion delivers, future beautifully alone,
Our ecstasies of movements together, appease.

After spring, before the heat of summer time,
Our ardor grows; grows within each heart.
Our touch, Heavens blessing, to each other,
These moments, hours, days have no crime.
Together forever, our souls, never part,
Our spirits are free, to love; never smother.

Copyright © cecil hickman | Year Posted 2013

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The Promise of Forgiveness

When I said to my love, please forgive me? 
He smiled in affirmative consummation:
Instantly I knew it was for good to be;
He had no fleeting or flighty attestation. 

He was mine, my love, my one and only, 
But never such interactively nor by day;
Free to blossom and mill, and free truely, 
And complimented me in every way. 

His forgiveness meant a solid promise, 
Of nurture, love, direction and guidance;
That he would have stealth and premise, 
For that which I had so much avoidance. 

When my poor attitude did not do, 
He forgave, and took me through. 


2nd of October 2015

Copyright © Rhoda Monihan | Year Posted 2015

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I Lost My Love's Ship

The news came to me as hell
On your fake ship my sails fell 
You broke my heart 
Wafted from you treason smell                

A demon cut the rope 
My feelings drowned in mope
I lost my love's ship
Still I have hope 

 I will not fall down 
I will find my land again
Draw a new map for my heart 
And my ship will return 

Heaven will send its cloud and blow its wind 
And each will reap what he sow at the end 

Copyright © Arabian Poet | Year Posted 2015

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Warm feelings for my Professor

My favored friend and lovely professor, 
is it so wrong to love and admire
you with so doubtful a fiery splendor
that heeds no morals,--just wanton desire?
Your supple form is my Achilles' heel;
your lips--what lips those are!--I dare to kiss!
Your cheeks which blush with life and tint reveal
a sound and healthy soul that gives me bliss.
Woe am I! my conundrum--unbridled lust
for you that seizes me when we’re so near:
I must sweep under the ground and the dust 
my urgent feelings for you,--'tis so clear! 
     If, my friend, I were not your man student--
     would my warmth for you be so imprudent?





Copyright © Ngoc Nguyen | Year Posted 2014

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My Angel

Your love is like a fall’s crisp kiss
I can walk a thousand miles to get away from you
I can swim to the bottom of the ocean blue
I can fly a million feet up, way high in the air
I can pretend each day that I just don’t care
Yet I am sorry for the way I acted, the words I left unspoken
When I think of how we ended, my heart feels way too broken
Do you really feel this way, my presence do you not miss?
You made it clear your heart has no place for me anymore
I will move on and hope to find another to love like you
I will walk away, our memories in my heart I’ll store
Never allowing my mind to believe that it is true
For I loved, I lost. But as a friend I will never again tell
That you hold my heart forever, you are my Angel.



Copyright © Jordan Dickinson | Year Posted 2013

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'A female friend of gorgeous pulchritude'

A female friend of gorgeous pulchritude
presents a man with an experience
of erotic, nervous, elated mood,--
to him, it's a most welcomed "hinderance."
A male friend of chiseled, sexy, good looks
makes a woman self-conscious and confused
when reading "Fifty Shades of Grey" love books
as she's turned on by him, fully aroused.
They each may think of the possibilities
and wonder: "What can it hurt...if I cross 
that line?" Is it worth the realities
and risks and the potential chance of loss?
     A sexy friend's hot bod may be real fine,
     but is it worth a cheap roll on cloud nine?



1.) poembender; 2.) Philosophical motif; 3.) for "Impress me with a small poem III" Contest 


Copyright © Ngoc Nguyen | Year Posted 2014

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A STEADY RELATIONSHIP

                 Pamper is with care
                 Fragile like an egg
                 Flexible like days are
                 Chameleon in circle, circle like an egg


                 Strong like iron
                 When surrounded it with
                 Love, a steady grow
                 Is by energetic support 

            
                Our artistry means every
                Thing in love
                Sweet as honey
                When put more care and love


               Glitter like diamond
               When use clear mind




  All this make a stredy relationship whitout fall.

Copyright © Afolabi Muideen | Year Posted 2015

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EASY AS SUNDAY MORNING

PROFILE OF MY LIFETIME MATE If ever I choose to be with you May pure affection thrill years’ delight, In moments of strife, be ever true To count not the thorns of raven’s flight. Instead, search the jewels in these eyes And guide me in waves of melody, For in laughter or tears will our skies Warm the flames of deep intimacy. Let space allow time for inner growth That when arms meet, we’ll dance a twirled blaze As hearts entwine in moonlight red, frothed Enchanting hours, and still be amazed. While fate binds you to glide on life’s wing Just stay easy as Sunday morning. Contest:Judy Konos' INTERVIEW ~revised, new poem~ by nette onclaud 6/24/2015

Copyright © nette onclaud | Year Posted 2015

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Sing with Chimes

Semovedly thine voice shall have no echo to hear.
Inly there be only hollowness to see no distant.
Natheless hardy wind, thou shall be inconsistent.
Gradual flow upon thee, wilts bring many a tear.
Wellaway can be withered upwards into cheer.
Iwis my heart and thou will bloom constant.
Thole stint without thee voice, time is non-existent.
Hark thy sweet melody showers over my fear.
Courage of mine shall champion forthcoming tune.
Heavenly fairies shall dance for both our souls.
I shall cherish and marry in month of June.
My love will grant me all musical controls.
Erelong our passion will bloom as we swoon.
Singing with chimes enriches our passionate goals.

Copyright © cecil hickman | Year Posted 2013