CHERRY WAVES
HEARTS I CRAVE
lust is a battle
don't see me waver
lust is a savor
savoryyyy
honey, ur so sweet
my delectable treattt
coming home with me?
no?
okkk
I never thought it could be this way
But now my honey's left me astray
She never thought to stay
My darling girl has ran away
Her name was Vanessa
Golden hair to her toes
Vanessa, my queen
I never gave you a rose
A love so unfair
It couldn't be shared
My darling girl is done
Up in smoke, vanished in air
I love my dear
This is true
It's just as sincere
That I love you
Through turmoil and valleys
We climb together
Through treacherous journeys
We faced the weather
No matter the time
We're always better together
I love you, sweet girl
Did you get this letter?
She never gets off the phone first
I can clean my house and vacuum while she is on speaker
She does not seem to hear the noises I am making
Because they are not her noises, so they are inconsequential
She tells me her stories, who she is arguing with this week
What they said, how she took it, why she is angry
She is perpetually angry and loves to blitz this anger down the phone line
I am scrubbing my toilet now; she does not hear the flush
It is not her noise
Thus, it does not
Interest her
Grassy green the poetry is
From the inks of the pen's bodies
As the velvet mat on the plain ground bliss
Tilting, oscillating hither to thither
Covering, swaying thru the swift air
Touching the dales gazing zigzag layer
Ants and grasshoppers are busy with works
Passing the roots without any barks
Stitching the relation threads in the verse ark
Poet and poetry are absorbed in the grass
With soothing thoughts writes world-class
Come to pen- grassy nature is a great nurse
March 21, 2023
In the Grass Poetry Contest
Sponsored by: Anthony Biaanco
My feelings for today
Are some people just display
Total disregard for others
In a confined space
With many people in place
All you can think about is You
Aware only of yourself
Complete dismissal for anyone else
Where does such arrogance come from?
You feel superiority to the rest
No compassion do you possess
How did you become so self absorbed?
You selfishness causes confusion
Creating doubt and disillusion
Disappointment in mankind
Believing rules don’t apply to you
You just do what You intend to do
Is the utmost contempt
No spoken word will set you straight
Or will ever resonate
As for you…. You are all that matters!
Can you see beyond the end of your nose?
Could you be just a wee bit too confined
To yourself, and the needs of others dispose
Can you see beyond the end of your nose?
The legitimate worth another might disclose
Who consider themselves of an equal mind
Can you see beyond the end of your nose,
Could you be just a wee bit too confined?
Written July 10, 2021
TELL me, dear, everything which occupies you
LAY each piece out, display your soul
SELL me utterly all components, oldest to new
SAY absolute etirety, without any toll
FEEL my hands reaching musty content gently
DRAWN out painlessly, your dark place
REVEAL shame and sins as though incidentally
TORN from humiliation without a trace
BEGIN to trust your ribcage, competent holder
Of HEART, outlandish desires wrapped
WITHIN terror of memory allowed to smoulder
DEPART from a prison, ribcage relaxed
IMMERSED in latitude, stream jumping joyous
FORGIVENESS view gifts expansion
TRAVEVERSED in unison, a vocalised voyage
DELIVERS cognition spun in tandem
BLUEST of blue moons we nurture, accessible
GIVING your mind renews our reward
TRUEST thoughts I massage make it possible
LIVING with wisdom, sharing one orb
13th November 2020
Written for Contest: In Rhymes Sublime
Sponsor: Joseph May
Silence
oppressively descends
in dead depressing despair
And, impressively ascends
in tingling anticipation,
pregnant with delighting participation
Ecstasy itching with silent invitation
bicameral co-passioning revolution
Optimally resilient night through day,
day in night voices,
night to day listening
in tingling resonant silence,
music,
dance,
motion,
emotion,
intention.
Talking. Talking. Talking. At first it is fun, maybe even entertaining.
You are not sure exactly sure when it turns, but it does.
Suddenly the monopolizer’s ramblings no longer seem charming.
Patience worn thin, you try a few times to interject a word.
There is no pause, no break. Constant talking. Inane talking. Nonsense talking.
You try blatant rudeness. Still no pause.
Suddenly you are annoyed, irritated, angry.
It is the same feeling you get as when you put your turn signal on and watch
Incredulously as six cars and a truck speed up, so you miss your turn off the freeway.
Rudeness personified. Self-centeredness to the inth degree. Magnificently selfish.
I walk away as she obtusely, self-absorbed, is still talking, talking, talking.
She yells after me in a way that indicates that I am the rude one.
I wave, resolving to forevermore avoid this non-listener
like the plaque that she is.
spotlights dim at plays end ... plot now absorbed so we must all walk away
It has been quite a while
since inspired pen has met with paper
Minutes have dripped into days
inspiration has become a stranger
I have so many gorgeous pens
yellow, gold, blue, purple, black
My instruments perfectly lined
yet my thoughts I can't unpack
As I grasp for clear ideas
they slip slide so smooth and clean
Melted crystals poured on palms
they leave a reflective sheen
As I desperately seek out myself
within these patterns of liquid light
I'm absorbed into the desert
like my hands now cracked and white
Let me close these ancient eyes
Travel to a place beyond frustration
Within the land of my slumber
I will live within imagination
There colours will be brighter
nothing will slip through outstretched hand
I'll be the master of my dominion
my mind will flex as I command
Nothing will be impossible
Until night turns into day
That's when my eyes will surely open
and my dreams will slip away!
Absorbed,
as sun strips slow
her gown of midnight blue,
caressing warm, the land and sea;
the tree.
01/13/15
Contest: An American Beauty: Write like Adelaide
Sponsor: Andrea Deitrich
Tree welcomes each drip
Rain hangs on leaf, awaits fate
Lucky ones absorbed
Robins and sparrows and chickadees,
A hummingbird or two.
Their bird song puts my soul at ease
Dispelling mood of blue
As I listen and absorb the view.
25/06/2012
absorb my tears oh river of life
carry them to oceans by and by
to every sweet creature let them drink
and allow this weary soul to sink
my eyes grow ever anxious to pour
relief and reverie to your silent shore
may living waters carry forth my pain
streams rising in steams to bring forth rain
thunderous forces repel on the rivers
lightnings bear the earth that quivers
no shelter i need—no let me bleed
cut me open as tears willfully proceed
alas the eyes can bear no warmth
ripped open dry from the wanted storm
i needed them to be absorbed
i wanted them to dismember abhorred
dispel my ache oh treacherous death
let me lie inside your parched caress
to every fossil deprived of life
rub me dry in absorbed goodbye
this looming life of solitude
left listening to your woes
a dark depressing melody doth it compose
I whisper words that wander wearily
my voice escapes thine ears
solitary without sympathy
dealing in your reprimand
my voice you hear
my meaning you do not understand
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