Tiptoeing towards the edge of the towering cliff
I flap my wounded wings and fly
over tall two hundred year old oak trees
up to the top of the highest of mountains
scanning a never ending sovereign sky
I glide effortlessly in the strong southern trade winds
watching the fawn and her doe in the wilderness
My heart starts to beat, and I write
I write of the fragrant fancy free daisies growing unrestrained
of the sun smiling down
reflecting in the fast flowing babbling brook
of the doe munching on the savory green and yellow grasses
oblivious to her surroundings , the fawn firmly within her sight
I hear the songs coming from the red breasted baby Robin
calling to her mother wondering when she'll return with dinner
my heart beats lovingly and I write
I soar higher and higher heading for the heavens
past the mammoth yellowish orange coloured moon
through the mysteries of the milky way
all along thinking of the mysteries lying inside you
I open my eyes, imagine I'm with you and I write
Copyright © Tim Smith | Year Posted 2015
There is a part of me missing
There is a part of me that shall never be
Inside of this dark sad brooding mind
Is the painter who will never see
So I take my pen, and vaso of wine
I get lost in the drunkenness of time
Stooped over my own memories on a sour palette
I had the brushes staring at the naked breast
My paints were frozen, at such beauties unrest
Erect and tall, at her feet I did fall
The blind painter, who lost it all
So now you see I am a poet of some seedy sort
Painting Braille, is poetry of my last resort
I write down words with the flourish of my pen
The Braille poet, cause painting I could not fend
I take words and wish them bountiful explosive colors
If only I had talent, a painter and not a story teller
So for me, in pain and clad in the cloth of sadness
I write words, for this painter has only Braille
I have no painting brushes
I possess no smile, wandering along on wistful miles
Of blindness, blowing in the winds of the frail
No map for the future, and yet I set sail
Hoping my words one day will be seen
By an artist who paints the soul and the serene
She takes my blindness and paints boldly my dreams
Taking my words, from Braille to bright pastel creams
Copyright © arthur vaso | Year Posted 2017
Praying for the day I meet heaven
You being there sharing this moment
In paradise here I come with open arms
Listening to the song of a magical lullaby
I will bathe in your teardrops love
That special place drowns in a sea of roses
Kissing gently the eyes that they fall from
Our time must flow in ceaseless praise
Salted everyone in your deep beauty shines amazing grace
A piece of your heart's dreams
fantasies and love sails away in a treasure pearl
Spices of the soul I surrender to your drops
Falling from a great height like summer rain
All of the things that make us who we are
Softly as they run a river gently down the face
Written by L. Mcdaid & A-L Andresen :) 08.08.2015
Copyright © All Rights Reserved
Copyright © Sunshine Smile | Year Posted 2015
Introducing: Carl Fraser & Poet Destroyer
Oh Paint me a far away horizon
Across a tranquil azure sea,
Where sits a peaceful deserted island
Where no one lives but me
Free from prying eyes and greedy lies
Free from scars that never heal
Let me be free to just be me
Instead of someone who isn't real
To live out my days giving thanks and praise
To my creator in heaven above
And leave behind the noise of worldly toys
And just bask daily in his love
To be stripped of pain by the spirits rain
And washed until my robes are clean
For I've had enough of my fellowman's company
And I'm disgusted by what I've seen
So I will step into my painted horizon
Framed in a forever state of bliss
And I turn back only for a fading glimpse
As I blow the world a farewell kiss.
Laced by the seas we see, you beg for a life so far
Far from all I've dreamed of, tranquil and spirit rain
A once false painted paradise,
Bliss, a farewell kiss, drowned by old heartache
Not knowing where it's coming from
Yesterday, I woke up to a new skyline,
The horizon, formed by your eyes,
Across a tranquil azure sea
Far from all existing companies, you stood
In front of the ocean - your ocean!
Sailing on the calm side of the turquoise sea
Stripping back into the innocence you once were
A gentleman, caressing the oats in a peaceful state
The moon breaking your once trusted mind
The silence of heaven heals every scar inside
Redemption is a secret we beg for
It was always you, someone lost, misguided by love
Somebody, I once dreamt of, A dream lost out at sea
Calling out for me --- you chose to pray alone
Repelled by the world so cold, yet here I stand
Alone, on the other side of the farewell kiss
For you, I paint a faraway horizon of bliss, my friend
Waiting -Dreaming -Escaping --- In another lifetime
~A Poet Destroyer Collaboration~
Copyright © Poet Destroyer A | Year Posted 2015
Beyond the sun's dominion, past purple tints of twilight,
I delve beyond moon's glow into somber velvet memories
searching for answers that once fettered my heart in chains.
In sleep induced reveries, they nightly trespass in my mind,
blinded not by bloom of starlight; by lost moments in time.
In stillness of these hollows, the darkest shadows loom
over my drubbing heart as it whispers in ascending alibis.
High as the morning tide covers me as I sleep upon the sand,
winnowing far beyond the limits of disconsolate bereavement
where Autumn's death wears a shroud of withered leaves.
My torment lingers as grieving haunts me from days long ago.
Dawn disturbed my quest for peace, buried beneath first snow
Copyright © Lin Lane | Year Posted 2016
Summer’s heat abating,
I sat leaning against a tall magnolia,
Its fragrance spreading everywhere
Like echoes of whispering breezes.
Despite all I could not rest and sleep.
The moon and stars were invisible now,
But darkness could not cover the glade.
Fireflies flittered here and there, glowing.
I was mesmerized by the fireworks of the night.
Suddenly I heard a delicate delicious melody.
Was it the fireflies orchestrating their symphony?
Soft enchanting tunes enticed the whole glen.
Could this be a dream descended from the hidden stars?
The melody changed, cadences tuned up and down,
The fragrance of the magnolia increased
Butterflies flew all around. Or were they fairies?
I could not tell for suddenly my eyes became heavy
And blissfully I slept as joyfully I dreamt.
Copyright © Victor Buhagiar | Year Posted 2017
Such beauty of face i see before my eyes,
a temple divine to hold the love you bare,
in the silence of my most lonely dreams,
i look upon you and my loneliness flies.
Within my sweet dreams In Your Eyes I Do Drown,
the windows of your soul you open to me,
in the brightest light i feel such joy and peace,
desires fulfilled within God’s azure sky.
Come to me within love’s unburdened soul,
i kneel before the glory of your grace,
before your temple that i do adore,
lost within the glory of your wondrous eyes.
Come into my arms as i sing your serenade,
within a pleasured dream i hold you close to me,
knowing by day’s light i must be alone,
knowing that when night does come i find your soul.
Now your beautiful smiling face does beckon me,
and tenderly our lips meet in love’s dear kiss,
two hearts serenade in joyful bliss,
just because In Your Eyes I Do Drown.
In the soul of beauty’s own divine,
i shall ever know heaven within my heart,
now i leave as the dawn is come,
Knowing each night In Your Eyes I Do Drown.
Copyright © Vladislav Raven | Year Posted 2017
Inside a knowledge turning cogs on this wheel
born from the darkness a heart rules supreme
fear in one wish looking towards tunnel light love
All that will remain when all turns to dust threads of life dance
kneeling weak alone humble and meek finding a balance
Weeping rivers flow haunting sea waves turn the key
truth is something beautiful touching deeply chords
Chilling whispers rise warm oasis warmly embraces hold
creeping inside beauty beams within shadows
Dancing starlight kissing ocean reflections twinkle
sparkle glisten teardrops coldly ripple out
Floating on a cloud of breath precious beauty
a mystery that means something special
finest mother of pearl gem coloring rainbow jewel shines forever
Frozen dew quicksilver lining echoes time answers always
cold as ice crystals dazzling diamond stillness pure
Frosted vision clear cutting ivory white one cool snowflake falls
baptism in regal glowing crowning full face splendor enchants a ball
walking along golden strands looking across the sea midnight strikes
Sleepless nights held over and back destiny calls your name
utopia faraway dreaming our love complete
Copyright © liam mcdaid | Year Posted 2015
Declining the urge to go with the flow I swim upstream,
there to spawn and hatch countless dreams which freely
flow and then disperse in the vast ocean of my life.
Contest: Any Birthday Poem
Sponsor: Laura Loo
Written on my birthday:
16th February, 2016
Contest: River of Dreams
Sponsor: Poet Destroyer A.
Chosen POTD 18th Feb 2016
Copyright © Paul Callus | Year Posted 2016
Fondly He crawled into her night
and pressed a kiss upon her cheek
Through skylight glass He watched the stars
counting her fervent fleeting dreams.
Her dreams He owned and love bestowed
in pleasant walks of ocean bliss
He knew that girl that lay in bed
yearned only for his seeking lips
All thoughts of her in want of him
without a limit, reason , or gain
Had filled his stomach with fireflies
A moon-glow burning in molten flames
Those intense flames He had to bury
Never to feel her long embrace
At early dawn He has been gone
with one last glance upon her face
Fondly She crawled into his night
and pressed a kiss upon his cheek
Through skylight glass She watched the stars
then once-again entered his sleep.
Inspired by the oldie song by Lobo -Baby I'd love you to want me...
Copyright © Charmaine Chircop | Year Posted 2016
“Within A Dream Divine.”
Michael P Clarke.
Within a dream divine we come together in our love
Your beauty shines as the sky becomes aflame
The sky now afire with the greatest desire
My love come to me in the heart of my dream
Everything merges in my dreams of passion
Soon i shall be singing love’s song
“Screaming Eagle” cries as he soars through a fiery sky
Soon he shall become man again while my dream does sing
“Prancing Horse” she is come again and she runs to me
She shall become the woman she was and my song shall sing
What joy my friends coming shall bring
The greatest joy of all lies across my legs
My “Running Wolf” is here and soon man again
Within a dream divine we shall all be together again
So many thoughts drift through my mind
My inner cosmos bringing my thoughts to an inner reality that does sing for me
Once more the blessed night shall give me life
Through my mind pictures shall dance forever
Love shall ever be mine and my friends never gone
I am “Star Maiden” and the mind is my home
“Running Wolf” do change as the last flame does leave the sky
Let us spend our night Within A Dream Divine
Copyright © Vladislav Raven | Year Posted 2017
I was a fool.
I was a fool searching for reasons why.
Reasons why I
Grin with sudden boy giggles
As if Karma was my DJ,
Playing cotton candy woven riffs
Of rhythmic whispers
I savor dark chocolate Peanut M&Ms
Tasting her sincerity
With each Pacific Ocean observance
Her dialect portrays within
My sunset smiles
I was a fool.
A slightly nervous kid
At his first Sadie Hawkins dance
Holding a paper cup
filled with swirly colored punch...
Futile attempts to stifle these vibrating legs
From crippling my exhaling urges
I was a fool.
Searching for irreplaceable reasons
Why my smiles became
An 11 year old innocence
I embrace a new dream
Written on embossed bucket list
To hold her
To hold her
To hold her
towards sunrises’ incipience
With no reasons why
©Drake J. Eszes
Copyright © Drake Eszes | Year Posted 2013
weaved with strands of light
Contrasted with threads of black
A marvelous mosaic
of a wondrous soul
I drape you over me
Feel your warmth
I hear the tune of you
Singing your happy songs
Yet if I listen
just a little closer
I am drenched with your tears
The alternate other you
I open you up
Lay you on the ground
Marvel at the intricacies of you
All the subtleties
The bold designs
Shapes I could never imagine
You are magnificent
Harmony within each part
I resist the urge
To fold you up
Place you on a shelf
Keep you all to my self
A treasure just for my eyes to see
I look around
It's not up to me
You are connected to all
Other tapestries and endless sea
carried away by them you us and me
So I marvel and just let you be
Written on my birthday in 2013.
My birthday is September 8th. (Just in case you want to get me a gift *lol*)
Copyright © Richard Lamoureux | Year Posted 2013
I know you are there
On the other side
Waiting anxiously for me
There at Dreamland’s Gate
So I close my eyes tight
To hurry myself to you
Hoping sleep comes quickly
To carry me to your arms
Which are reaching through the portals…
Ready, anxious, longing
To envelope me
And whisk me away
To places that are forbidden to us
On this side…
Keep us apart
And so we rendezvous
In enchanted Dreamland!
There…I see you!
And I run into your arms
And I feel the warmth of your breath
On my neck
And the strength of your arms
And I hear your voice
Whispering in my ear…
“I thought you’d never come!”
And I let you lead me
Through the flower strewn pathways
The profusion of vibrant colors
Are dizzying in their beauty
Their fragrance heady
You hurry me on
To a secluded spot
Beside a murmuring stream
An enclosed garden
Hemmed in by weeping willows trees
Their branches- the curtains that you sweep aside
As you carry me in
And lay me down on the bed of love
I gasp for breath
As I realize for the past moments
I’ve been holding it all in
Afraid I’ll awaken!
I look up at you
Drinking in your beauty
I caress your face, my fingers
Running along your full lips
As my body
At hearing your pledge of love
Flowing like the voice of the stream
Promising that you’ve forsaken all others
And I’m the only one
THE ONLY ONE…
Who makes you feel truly alive
Who makes your heart beat quicken
And ignites the fire in your soul
I try to speak
But I’m silenced by your kiss
A questioning kiss
And so my lips speak to you
In a language my voice cannot
“You’re the ONE! Take me…here now…
Take me…do with me what you please…
Do all that as young lovers we were
Deprived of doing because they tore us apart!
Here…now…my love, make up for lost time
You pull away and look into my eyes
Wanting to be absolutely sure
Satisfied by what you see
You start to undress me
To claim me
You do with me what you please
With no living soul to hear
I cry out your name in throes of ecstasy
Again and again
Till I am spent…
You run your hands through
My damp hair
Waiting for me
My eyes flutter open to see
Your smile of victory
Of love realized…finally!
And I smile, contentedly…
That though you will never be mine,
We are in a place that no one can invade
This place is ours
On the other side of Dreamland’s Gate
Is our secret meeting place
Now and forever
I close my eyes!
Copyright © Eileen Manassian | Year Posted 2013
Last night I lay in the darkness of my room
like i always do
Me, a dim lamplight and thoughts of you
my only companions
Everything was still
Till I could listen to first pit pattering of raindrops
Upon my. Windowsill
Falling, falling gently
down my amber rose leaves garden.
Falling gently ,wildly, gushing , drumming,
Like your heart beat on those scented nights
in the hallway by the fireplace, face to face
I wondered if water shadows were there too
In a distant land, in another path and in a different time
I wondered if you think of me too,over a cup of tea
whilst reading your newspaper,
or just sitting in your porch..I wondered..
Last night I sat, staring off into space.
My newspaper not opened.
My lemon tea gone cold.
Everything so still,
until the rain started to fall,
dripping slowly, rhythmically, then faster, faster,
harder, harder, quicker, quicker
splattering onto the broken concrete sidewalk
pounding like the beat of my heart
when we cuddled under the moonlit sky.
I wondered do you ever think of me
does the moon bring back memories
do you lie awake at night in your room
dreaming of me....I wondered..
Copyright © Cupids Arrow | Year Posted 2014
What shall I see when I see a picture of you
Frame against rainbow of eternity?
I dream of you ... upon the canvas of my heart ...
Will your eyes melt the sonwflakes, do they
Like the sea glisten with the glow of hidden pearls
Are your ears to be the promegranates of my tongue
And how shall your lips taste to me?
I have dreamt of sweet pineapples, or mangoes
Or some cool sweet thing red with passion
Inflaming the skin
The first otaheite apple of the season.
When you smile, do your lips move like a palm
Slowly yielding to the joy of the wind
And shall dance from sip to sip a hummingbird
Longing to enter the deep throated flower?
I want to see you delicious as happiness
To hold you inthe perfect pear of my heart
Where sunrise lingers long, and night is like a song.
My spirit longs to cuddle you and build my nest
Upon the cushion of your brimming breasts.
O but the night has long, long miles to cross
And spirit glees while flesh counts the distant cost.
Copyright © David Smalling | Year Posted 2009
Clair de Lune filters
through graceful waves of air
in every raindrop ping
creating our symphony
spin me a room
weave me a rainbow
be my shining diamond
always holding me near
play me, persuade me
Emerge in the window to my heart
holding strong same beliefs
pulling pirouetted dreams
a duet of two
spin me a picture
paint me a vivid view
raise me from rags to riches
never throw me away
lift me, kiss me
Come dance with me
Copyright © Tim Smith | Year Posted 2017
“Cathedral Of Trees.”
Michael P Clarke..
I am the wolf who guards your dreams,
someone in life you once did know.
When your time to sleep is come,
i shall meet you in the cathedral of trees.
Run with me through the lonesome pines,
your cries of joy fill nights lonely vault.
As you run to me to where we wish to be,
to the Cathedral Of Trees our love’s Boudioir.
The Cathedral Of Trees where we once lay,
where nights of passion did sing to the stars.
My beloved “Star Maiden” our nights so divine,
our love offered up in the Cathedral Of Trees.
Before our Cathedral we now do stand,
i, “Running Wolf”, for you, become a man.
Hand in hand we enter our world of love,
the dream of our desires, the Cathedral Of Trees.
Now lay us down and join in our night,
our time when dream’s desires do flow.
And passion’s memories in glory turn,
within our own Cathedral Of Trees.
Within the tribe an ancient memory stirs,
the guardians of dream come to protect.
The warrior changelings returned from final sleep,
once more returned to the Cathedral Of trees.
Let us join in primal passion once more “Star Maiden,”
our love in memories chasms ever shining.
In passion’s thrall i show adoration at your temple,
As our night spent together in the Cathedral Of Trees.
Copyright © Vladislav Raven | Year Posted 2017
Gazing faraway reaching to the stars twinkle silver
shooting distant light of life orbiting inside one fantasy
Blazing hot burning trails upon a flaming kiss
from out of this world flies to You a dream
You lift me from darkness, it lives a star in your heart
Come with me and see tomorrow, where happiness replaces sorrow
Smiling weightless floating on magic dust spells cast
the heart golden overflowing deeply sweeping sands
A small moment of a lifetime, unaware of what it really was
Creates art is demanding but ride the wind, catch a star
Love flows pure washed surf inside the ocean waves crash on shore
Tides turning emotions swell unfolding feelings wild horses at your feet
Of music golden notes feels the dream really, but it's just fantasy
Honesty precious way even with storms and lashing rain
Enlightening eyes in one vision of a mind circling angelic beauty beholding
love who openly smiles pure in amazing grace always and forever shines
A co write written by Liam Mcdaid and
Anne-Lise Andresen :) - 04.01.2015 -
- Thank you my dear friend Liam -
Copyright © All Rights Reserved
Copyright © Sunshine Smile | Year Posted 2015
You're a maiden so hot burning thoughts
whom melts ice inside deep waves salted
unfolding ocean swells kissing your feet
For once spoke those hot lips the truth shining
Sunshine pleasing warm beholding to
one's eye golden crowned jewel beauty
rainbow luster coloring pearl treasure
It's giving off their beauty pure free
that does not require something in return
A lady whom pleases the heart warm
Princess cut with deep class sparkling pure
utopia's adorable sun rise
How the body is heated and hear
her echoing heart beat in the chambers
Shining a future path dreaming ore
every single moment precious links
each one spent with you falling under spell
Love is like pure sparkling magic gem
unpredictable true and marvelous
Magic silk covers batting eyelids
enchanting soft lovingly flowers
beautiful petals held within the shell
Let the rose live forever and the sun
shines always endless times glistening gold
Written by Liam Mcdaid and Anne- Lise Andresen
a co write in a 9/10 syllable count
Copyright © All Rights Reserved
- Thank you my friend Liam !
Copyright © Sunshine Smile | Year Posted 2014
Tell me that this fear is just paranoia in my mind,
we're not straining, we're not struggling,
we're not sinking, we're just fine.
I'm not perfect my dearest, but damn have I tried,
and I'll try harder but I know I'll have the same results every time.
Do you want me all the ways that I am?
With all the struggles and the tears and the clinging to your hand.
I fear your getting further and Im left on the shore to stand,
watching you in the distance with a bullet in my hand.
Tell me all this worry, its just clutter in my mind,
tell me not to worry that we're doing just fine.
Cause Im scared to run you off and I feel Im falling deep.
And Im so frightened of these thoughts that its getting hard to sleep.
All I know is that the heart wants what it desires,
because of you the match inside has turned into a fire.
And I feel the broken glass thats sticking from my skin,
Wondering if you'll remove the pain or push it back in.
My hearts frantic wondering if you feel the same,
pleading and begging for more than just a saying,
but to feel and to see that im not alone,
with being in this love thats overwhelming.
Once I told you that we didnt have a spark,
but you were lighting up and I was sitting in the dark.
And this fire, this blaze its wrapped in desire.
Im terrified to lose you, I think I might die or,
maybe disappear from all the pieces falling out,
im going crazy but when i open my mouth, nothing comes out,
and I cant explain to you why I just need to hold you close,
why every time you leave Im scared to let you go,
why these tears are building up behind my eyes,
all I know is that the heart wants what it desires
and it desires to be your wife.
So tell me in my panic, that your words are true,
tell my my dearest what I mean to you,
tell me that this paranoia is all within my mind
we're not struggling, we're not sinking tell me we're just fine
Copyright © Jay Loveless | Year Posted 2013
My lips burning within longing
to meet yours my dearest orchid
I will never ever leave you
As in the softest touch commands obedience
Breathtaking aroma a soul thirsty
drifting faraway when I close my eyes
Nightly dreaming of you
Inside a cotton breath
each and every heartbeat skips warm
With you my angel, life feels so complete
Eastern flower of extreme beauty chants
You're the greatest blessing
and always will be for me whispering jasmine
Kissing the very air one breathes
Glittering stars cannot compare
with the sparkle of your eyes
Sailing over the moon silver dreams
Your starlight enchanting blinks
upon destinies path
As the shadows of the moonlight cast magic
pearly beams spell deep pleasure fills delight
Wishes dance within the tune of loves beat
Fluttering playfully in the breeze
walking into the clouds this heart and soul weeps
My thoughts slowly not believing the truth
that you've flown away without me
Embracing you in heaven one day
I hope it will be true
Written by L. Mcdaid & A-L Andresen :) 14.07.2015
Copyright © All Rights Reserved
Copyright © Sunshine Smile | Year Posted 2015
(a conversational collaboration with Christine Ueri)
"remember the dream I had when we were 10?
(waves and waves of cornflowers everywhere)
about the boy and the closet?
(sunflowers, circle, glass house?....closet, yes)
(the closet was cornflower blue?)
the light in that dream was cornflower blue
(the air, the atmospheric light?)
yes, especially in the closet
I had that dream for so long
I'll never forget
little boy blue and the kingfishers --
the blue and white china plates
with the bridge and the lovers; the two doves in the willow tree,
that made me look for japanese letters....horse.
the funny things we do as children
(you are writing a poem....)
catch the words, my love
(you already wrote a poem up there; bridge it together --
I dried cornflowers with dandelions in a blue and white book; but it wasn't a dream.
Well, in a way it was, because at the time, I was floating in the clouds)
he wore a blue and white striped top in my dream
and I remember him
when I look at the sky,
the clouds and the golden sun --
I caught the words!
(yes! did you string them all together?)
August 29th, 2012
Copyright © Chris D. Aechtner | Year Posted 2012
In a dream, I went to him
Hidden inside a wispy night
Stars shining their twinkle lights
I sneaked into his slumbered thoughts
In a dream, I went over to her
Hidden inside a sultry night
Stars shining, their erotic lights
I snuck into her dream world dark
Of silken skin, my auburn tresses
Flowed like satin around his face
He stirred, he trembled as I traced
My finger on his lips, his cheek
Of silken skin and her auburn hair
Flowing like honeydew around her face
She stirred and trembled as I traced
My fingers all over her bodice in lace
He opened his eyes to realize
I’m not a ghostly apparition
I’m that dream that he’s been dreaming
His temptress, angel - his anything
She opened her eyes as she surmised
I’m not the phantom of her sensual nights
I’m that dream that lives in her heart
Her knight and savoir, that’s just the start
In my dream, I danced for him
Gracefully and unashamed
Illumined by a candle’s flame
Exposed before him as he stared
In my dream, she danced and swayed
Gracefully, unabashed nor ashamed
Illuminated by the candles flickering flame
Exposed before me, such pleasures to delight
I watched his eyes as they devoured
Mesmerized with every move
He tried in vain to speak my name
Pleading with those smoldering eyes
I stared into her eyes as they devoured
I, mesmerized with her dancing eyes
She tried in vain to shout out my name
Pleading with those melancholy eyes
As I seduced and tantalized
My soft, feminine, sensual power
Brought him to his knees
In helpless desire
She seduced and tantalized
Her white lace and sensual prowess
I was conquered and on my knees
Helpless to her magical touch
In my dream, he couldn’t move
Motionless, a man in chains
Powerless as I came near
I laid my breath upon his skin
In my dream, she silently lay
Motionless, enticing my desires
Powerless as I knelt before her charm
I laid my kiss upon her sweet moist lips
As I breathed in to know his scent
The mix of pheromones and cologne
Made me lose my self-control
Tasting him with every kiss
As I was consumed by her flowers scent
Rapture mixed with perfume brought my descent
I have lost all self control
Tasting her with kisses my only goal
Loving him with every touch
Taken by his solid form
'Twas in this dream that I discovered
I have no desire for another
Loving her with every touch
Taken by her seductive sways
Twas in this dream my heart rests sure
I have no desire, for any other
Copyright © arthur vaso | Year Posted 2015
(it's cliché to admonish clichés in their entirety)
We are meant to live the clichés;
we are meant to resuscitate the words,
and rehabilitate their wounds
into a fertile viewpoint
where we build respirators from clichés
to filter the virulent dust kicked up
by the marching pigs.
(re-invented clichés offer back breath
in an exchange of circular breathing)
The swine contort love
into armaments of antipathy;
they push buttons,
and aim where it causes the most damage.
Even though we are natural born hypocrites,
we don't have to let that knowledge corner us
into using love as a weapon.
The pen is mightier than the sword,
and I wield both;
I sharpen the quill on the blade's edge.
If need be, use the pen for a counter-strike,
but only channel love in defence.
The pigs march to a beat
of nuclear blasts
that bring poetry's flag
nearer to half-mast.
Poetry should stand on its own merit,
instead of leaning on shanks that hide behind smiles
constructed with aspirations of popularity
that churn out lazy, aspartame-laced lines
devoid of accountability and integrity,
or leaning upon smiles filled with slivers
from far too much fence-sitting,
too worried about the trending majority,
to see the complexity within simplicity
propped-up against degrees
while writing poems that are drier than the Sahara:
husks of lines tumbling across dunes,
only to be imploded
by atomic-pork mushroom clouds,
their fallout marring parchment
into a poisonous terrain.
(revive, twist, and switch)
We must not fear saying "never".
Surrender to love, but never surrender
to the jealous captains who attempt
to hook and net the defenders of Neverland.
With compasses of conscience
beating in hearts kept young,
navigate through the smoke and mirror-smog
emitted by the marching pigs.
(we must never give up on our dreams)
Dream about the courage needed
to love everyone and everything,
including our enemies
who conduct genocide
on the language of a purer intent.
Dream about word-seedlings
pushing through the arid rind
of dying poetry,
in hope for a more organic fruition
to grow in our hearts and minds,
so that poetry gains back its strength and vitality
to once again stand on its own merit.
Copyright © Chris D. Aechtner | Year Posted 2013
When She Was Young
When she was young she would sleep
holding her dreams in her hand next
to her heart to protect them from being
forgotten now that she is older she sleeps
dreading to dream as her hands cannot hold
them any longer.
When she was young her dreams had a meaning
they lightened up her mornings opening her
balcony to breath the fresh air to look towards
the mountains and feel the sensation of climbing
to the peak watch the other side & peep to the
beauty she could reach out to,being younger &
having the courage that tomorrow she can do it.
When she was young she was glad of life
because it gave her the chance to fall in love
to work to play to look at the stars.
Now that she is older she opens her balcony
and sees a black fog hiding her view the mountains
don't exist her hopes are mixed up there is a deep
valley, the trees are withered the path is blocked
the birds are screaming their nests are gone
the grass is suffering because of the wind changed
its direction running away taking everything
that might still be alive.
If only she knew how getting older would feel
when she was younger she would have intentionally
grabbed each day by force and lived each moment
instead of having to have lived only to give her
whole existence to everybody, she would have had
time to keep the mountains view look alive she
would have kept seeing a clear path with no end
she would have told the trees not to die she would
have told the blowing wind to keep her birds nests alive
she would have asked her dream not to let her grow olde
her dream answered her.
My friend if I could do that trust me I would have
fulfilled your dream.
Yet, she loved when she was younger,
she loves getting older, and she loves
living today each Moment, Now.
Copyright © Therese Bacha | Year Posted 2013
At a carnival- in my dream
I saw an old man had made
a rocket - and blasted off
I saw it go overhead and at first thought
It was a decoy
because no-one could come back to Earth safely
From such a blast
Then - I assumed because he was old
he wanted to die in a
Blaze of glory
Next I see his rocket turn into a parachute
And he has on snow skis and poles
We all make a space for him to land.
As he lands - the street turns into a river-
and he manages to land upright
on the skis - on the water.
But I think then he had a heart attack
From the joy of landing
Copyright © Suzanne Delaney | Year Posted 2014
Open the gate and step into the night's adventure
A golden full moon hovering in world of his own
The moonlight is magical
Night darkness under the moon dew glistens
Where the diamonds - the emeralds and
the jewels shine among all the golden
Golden light envelops water pearl luster
in a bed of cotton
As the waves swell
in the ocean
Carefully the wind plays
over the harp
Interaction with the moonlight
and the dream that is my own
A-L Andresen :)
Copyright © Sunshine Smile | Year Posted 2014
She painted her emotions with a dark brush
My heart sunk into her canvas
Transported to an endless sadness
She greets me there with a smile
Her light not visable from the other side
"Come" she says
"There are many rooms to explore"
She skips along yesterday's corridors
I follow in tentative foot falls
She looks back, "Here it is, this is where we'll begin."
Through the door we go in
In an instant she disappears
I wonder was she ever here
Then a silent voice whispers in my ear
"Watch and listen, all will unfold"
I watch in silence, my heart feels cold
A mother in a hospital bed
Two baby girls
One of them dead
Tears of joy now sad instead
She whispers "do you see?? Happy Birthday, little me."
I hear her giggle in another room
So I walk through another door,
a toddler alone on the floor
Mom sitting, at a table with a drink
Little girl starts crying
Mom doesn't even blink
The scene changes
A parade of men
Mom needs her lovers
Over and over again
In the night
When mom's asleep
Into the girls room, the demons creep
On the bed, there she lays
She leaves her mind
While the bad man plays
I want him to stop
Her so helpless
Him there on top
The whisper returns "There is nothing to do,
I want you to know the source of my blue."
I say "please I can take no more"
With that she says "there is just one more door."
She is back, she takes my hand
I walk through a door to her promised land
The darkness, is all stripped away
She is young once more, it's bright as day
She turns and smiles, " I'm okay,
long ago I learned to pray."
I said "I do not understand,
how could he let that happen to you?
Is he not to blame for your world of blue?"
She looks again with knowing smile
"You will understand in a while.
One day all anwers he will reveal,
best understood when you learn to kneel."
From her canvas
My mind wishes release
Flowing into my heart, an ancient peace
On humbled footsteps, my journey within
A world of shadows, canvas thin
I see beyond sadness
I search within
This dark picture,
brushed stroked on my mind
Her life touched by sin,
Is now redefined
No longer is she broken
I watch her light grow
She says "I'm okay,
it's time for you to go."
Copyright © Richard Lamoureux | Year Posted 2014
Dreaming quite deeply one dark night
I saw your image and most beautiful face
Passionately kissing my soul and spirit
Charming my innermost desires and wishes
Beguiling my inner child making him smile
Soothing my feelings capturing my emotions
Mesmerizing me with unconditional love
This dream stayed with me on many lonely
Nights for at least over a year or so while
Leaving me to awaken feeling very happy
But also so very sad only seeing YOU . . .
As a dream and a part of my unconscious self
Yet I longed and longed so deeply to see
And to meet and to love the real YOU . . .
And then one day about two years removed
From my recurring dreams of YOU . . .
I was walking along a beautiful ocean beach
And watching the waves break and come ashore
Feeling the warm summer wind touching me
Quite soothingly and enticing me most deliciously
When I walked literally and directly into YOU!
Upon on this event, we both stopped in our tracks
At first surprised, then stunned, and not talking
Then our mutual surprise and astonishment
Quickly gave way to warm smiles and laughter
And then YOU said to me: “Where have you been?”
Your question said it all to me—my heart melted
And I said: “I’ve always been with you my darling!”
Call it Fate . . . Call it Destiny . . . Call it Karma
Both us had been dream beings to one another
And now we’re standing in front of each other
Very real, very alive, and very much in love
Personifying at once giddy star-struck lovers
Whose very spirits and souls are united as ONE . . .
We embraced passionately and kissed longingly
As we embraced—it was as though time stood still . . .
Our mutual dream worlds connected in this real world
And the effect of this moment finding each other finally
Was both quite overwhelming and intoxicating for us
As our mutual fondness, desire, love—all there
As we kissed and caressed so deeply with desire
Our joyous eye contact and tears confirmed all
We sat for hours on the beach entranced in our
Own world of rapture, devotion, presence and passion
While talking, caressing, kissing, smiling and laughing
And learning so much of each other so fast so deeply
And Never Ever wanting to leave each other’s side now
Our souls crossed a millennium or more to find one another
And to unite our human spirits as one on this cosmic Earth plane
I never expected to meet my love, my soul mate—YOU!
In such an improbable fashion, yet crossing deep space and time
We found our souls bonded in love and blended into one
Our real lives together now filled with unbridled passion
And our goals, desires, emotions all cascading together as one
And now at night as we lie together sleeping and dreaming
Our lives, our souls, and our love all real—since I found YOU!
Gary Bateman, Copyright © All Rights Reserved, Schoeningen,
Germany (October 28, 2014) (Free Verse poetic format)
Copyright © Gary Bateman | Year Posted 2014