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The falling raindrops dance, a bearing wall
retains his memories of years before,
constructing solitude, invite his soul
and form continuum, above to soar.
Reminding paragon among beach plum,
intently they behold, when words indite,
a skyward calling are the raindrops' thrum,
the mirroring of stares and souls' invite.
And as the raindrops dance around and jump
belike she comes, 'mid silences aboard
foreshadowing the rainfall drops that thump,
their night defines again the winds' accord.
Her grandness in the mistle's waving forms
a solemn cause became of diamond storms.
© 06-15-2013, G. Venetopoulos
He harks the orologio ticks that count
late cosmic seconds that relentless fade
the iron peal of bells and rhythmic sound
expones the utterance his verses prayed.
A silken antimens - her blooming scent
where consecrated scriptures lay
perceived the liturgy and soul's descent
the antiphon of Corpus' Christi sway.
Denomination of dark astral halls
veins' fervid flowing and her mystic stance
dismissal evening voice to skyward calls
ascension of his soul's her stare askance.
Devoid's the night that takes his life and past
she harks his voice the sovereign woods contrast.
© G.V. 06-08-2013
Sponsor: SKAT A
Contest Name: any poem contest #3
If there was a pill that I could take today
This pill could hit the spot without delay
And this pill was the same shape as your loving heart
It will cure all my ills and my pains for a start
It can make a path down to my weary soul
And it can build me up and make me feel whole
If this pill is your love and you send it to me
Then I will swallow it quickly and just wait and see
This pill must come with a strong warning too
Will you take my heart shaped pill I sent to you
This heart as a pill will work for the one and only
Cures all the ills and stops one being lonely
If affected don’t drive or use heavy machines
Give to the one you love, and start living your dreams
Contest Entry for The Pill of Life Contest sponsored By Russell Sivery
wandering in thoughts.
promises and hopes.
Hand in hand,
tumbling on slopes.
This is love
Running away from this world.
Warm bodies sliding in sheets,
to find another world.
Burning in cold flames.
No fear ... no shame ... no games
This is love
The girls in vain tried his sad soul to sweeten;
(why art thou laughing at his blackened eye?)
Malign and radioactive chicken,
you never loved or watered his bonsai!
Thou spaced-out sill maiden of delusion,
and frivolous, counterfeit struthio,
thy cackling leave gave tongue to contusion,
eloped with Foghorn Leghorn unto Rio.
Beloved of his aphotic thought's wit,
deserted cot due to thine abandon,
dawns sullen, chickenless, dolour permit,
- old taken snaps of you with his Canon.
Incomprehensible, soulless chicken
His saddened eye is karate stricken.
© 03-23-2013, G. V., All Rights Reserved
Baby, you remind me of a bunny,
sweet loyal and trustworthy
you always make life funny
when we're not together, i miss you badly,
you notice things no other man bothers to notice,
when i look into your blue eyes i see the true me,
my exes made me feel worthless
that's why i believe in our family,
when we speak i feel the love
when you smile at me i could swim in your dimples
our hands fit together as snug as gloves
and one hug from you makes life seem simple
I'm so happy you are my boyfriend
i never want this relationship to end.
Erotica looks deep inside your soul.
Just one kiss overwhelms inhibition.
Could you take away exhibition?
Sensuality is truth without toll.
Sensory appeasement her goal,
Bodily movements as magician,
She has complete submission.
Voluptuousness is the whole.
Your heart is captured deep.
Both minds bonded now.
Your spirit may weep.
Though flesh will allow,
Physical actions to keep,
Erotica makes her vow.
date written 11-19-2013
The waking world leaves me ne’r content
My sweet if there’s no place for you and I
To find ourselves, to love and ne’r repent
To live, to love, to dream, and then to die
Beneath the sky above this dreamful sleep
I’ll find you there in hope or passions eye
And pray you seek me well and find me deep
Your heart content to love one such as I
But if you find me not in slumbers womb
And passions flame has not the chance to light
Forget me not or to my early tomb
This heart will surely break and rend the night
Yet, sleep you well, my love my timeless muse
And wait anon ’til morrow’s dreams pursue
~Christopher Thor Britt
Your love, it does so many things to me
Lights my heart afire, obvious you see
It makes me see things in pinks and in reds
I follow your lit path, which you have led
Your power is within the flame we hold
Which we now share with each other so bold
Our love is like some flowers that are grand
Seen at most houses in all this great land
Beauty that goes further than just skin deep
We are more than filled with love in our keep
Our souls are covered with a wondrous flame
Fire is in our hearts as we play love’s game
Passion is all aflame, burning with fire
Making our love be something we desire
Contest: Touched By Your Flame
Sponsor: Gail Angel Doyle
IN LOVE WITH LOVING YOU
Out of the dark, you'll hear my whistling,
this night bird searching out the heart of you,
who knows the song is you, and meant to sing,
and I, who feel your words, forever do.
In love am I, with all you'll ever be,
though you don't even count me as a friend,
I come and go, throughout your life, 'tis me,
you'll only know as steady, to your end.
This night bird knows the deep inside your breast,
your secrets never shared with anyone,
each tiny pain, you've thought to be a test,
each answer from each question--Life goes on.
Out of the dark, you'll feel me spread my wings,
In love with loving you, and what it brings.
© ron wilson aka Vee Bdosa the Doylestown Poet