Can you connect the gaps
With me, nonetheless?
Will you spread yourself thin,
For the few and far between?
Fill the crevices
No matter how deep
Bridge the chasms
Even if its jagged at the seams
Do you see the sliver of spaces?
The look on our faces
meaningful gazes
Try as you might
And hug me so tight
Even if you bleed through
I still feel the sliver of spaces
Between me and you
We sit on conversation chairs
Not speaking, not saying a word
But all is heard in the palpable
Elbows abutting, yet not touching
But feeling everything in the tangible
Misconstrued what you overheard
Misunderstood my every word
I crawl in spaces between worlds
I find your wounds in places
I've never heard
lying here aching in my bed
waiting and watching
thoughts of you humming in my head
waxing and waning
hoping I'm not dead
You prod, I poke
you push, I bleed
The tracks you played
Salvation I prayed
I felt the emptiness
Of the sound as it fades
Falling in love, falling out of
Falling in the ravine
I still see the sliver of spaces
between you and me.
Categories:
abutting, betrayal, confusion, life, longing,
Form: Free verse
for
endorsed, backed
encouraging, enabling, accompanying
contribution, solidarity, rejected, ambivalent,
opposing, challenging, abutting,
anti, adverse
against
Date created: 05/06/2021
Categories:
abutting, creation, poetry, words,
Form: Diamante
Moonlight magic philter sweet fragrant.
Dark grows the night within and without
Whilst restless wandering the wind walks
With heavy mumbling steps through the woods.
Moonlight magic philter arousal.
A lone tree, abutting windswept limbs,
Left to expire alone, replaced young
And graced with Moonlight magic philter.
5/8/2020
Categories:
abutting, emotions, imagery, nature,
Form: Verse
Unsmiling gray wisp fingers drift and bore
A helical ridge around the vast sky;
Down abutting poignant horizon floor.
Alga blooms a huffy infectious cry.
A tree hollow bears nestling hanging high.
Lively songbird-swallows touched by the stir
Swift cry, swell and disappear till late by-
Passing hours of summer ruffling shower.
In a warm sleeping bag in a small tent,
Newlyweds lounge engaged with sweet hush sound
And lambent flame. Could not be better spent,
To wake with the morning dawn bodies wound.
In the open, they lie there, on their camp site,
Beneath the infinite clear twilight night.
written on 4/7/2020
Ambient Music N/A Serenity- In Scenes Of Mother Nature -Chantelle Anne Cooke Yes 4/9/2020 4:12:00 PM
N/A , Judged on 5/6/2020 for the contest
"Serenity In Scenes Of Mother Nature"
N-A Re-Run 8 Poetry Contest
Sponsored by: John Hamilton
Categories:
abutting, love, nature, rain,
Form: Sonnet
Royal blue sky scattered sapphire clouds
On horizon embroidered in navy blue attire
Summoned by the onset of marigold sun
Emitting amber gold on tuscan yellow fire
Where tapestry of fluffy lavender floats
Decorating patterns of designs periwinkle
Mosaic of colors then spray-paint the water
Spreading a layer of golden yellow cover
Shimmering gold dust on twilight ripples
Abutting brushstrokes of dark blue egyptian
I saw you briefly where first time we met
On the lonely bridge that extends into bay
But as the dark landmass peeked its head
And the lifeless vegetation glinted despair
The tangerine breeze announced your exit
Quivering our aura beneath glittering riffle
For you refused to witness impending flame--
Broken vows ablaze in last breath of sunset
Written: August 4, 2018
Submitted on February 6, 2023 to:
2022 Poetry Marathon Qualifiers' FINAL Placement Contest
Sponsor: Mark Toney
Submitted on December 7, 2022 To:
Placed 3rd: 2022 Poetry Marathon Mile 22 Poetry Contest
Sponsor: Mark Toney
Poem of the day on August 7, 2018
Placed first in standard contest #180 by Brian Strand
Categories:
abutting, heartbreak, sunset,
Form: Free verse
I used to live in Dark Shadows
Abutting the cemetery
My wife and her lover plotted
An hole in the ground for me
As grave as it is to decrypt
They vaulted me into a tomb
On which my dear wife had chiselled,
"Good gracious! Here lies you know whom!"
Categories:
abutting, death, grave, love, lust,
Form: Verse
A dog and a frog
(with the names of Bull)
sit on a log
abutting a synagogue
drinking eggnog
until they are full
Suddenly agog
(by a fog in their bog
that makes them slog
like a cog
when they jog)
begin a dialogue
with a demagogue hedgehog
"Start a blog monologue
regarding this smog"
voiced to the hog by Bull
"You've had too much grog"
stated the hedgehog
offering a prologue
raising self up with a pull
"and regarding this blog
I have a backlog
know just analog
and expect my payment in wool"
Categories:
abutting, fun,
Form: Rhyme
O you, Dear Zephyr! Blow, blow, blow
Over the vill. that’s beneath the hill
Abutting my heart and opened hand’s claw
Never be stopped and never be slow.
Not be so hot, not be so chill
So that much comfort we feel
To lessen the heat of the sun’s glow
In a pleasant manner you have to flow
So please, dear zephyr! Blow you blow.
Categories:
abutting, beauty, nature, weather,
Form: Ode
A Place in the Country
By Elton Camp
I finally got tired of living on a tiny lot in the city
With the woods and open land, to stay was a pity
So I bought a cabin located on 100 acres of land
Abutting a national forest where to build was a ban
It was a pleasure to be of bothersome neighbors free
So I could walk around outside and nobody to see
All went as I expected for a time after I moved in
Then one dark and stormy night the trouble did begin
In the woods behind my cabin I heard a scary yell
I went outside and was revolted by a horrible smell
A dark and shadowy form crashed through the trees
I frowned with annoyance at distractions such as these
The next morning I went out searching for any track
Because of the muddy ground there wasn’t any lack
Standing behind thick bushes, the intruder I did see
Huge, hairy and gruesome, Bigfoot looked back at me
Categories:
abutting, funnydark, dark,
Form: Rhyme