Best Aches Poems

.-G-.
.-R-.
.-O-.
.-O-.
.-V-.
.-E-.
.-S-.
pierce my ears,
caressing notes to rake
tears on such moonlit aches,
strings groan through passages
on breaths as scrapes of violin
lurch; veiled weeping dives
low like fine spear falling 
on my riddled head,
as if to crack reeds
just there,
enthralled
by heaves of waved air
swelling along melodies
tragic in liquid gothic drones,
my old...

Continue reading...

Realizing, Yearning For Lost Youth Had Birthed Poetic Aches

Just past forest green, field of cold and hard stones
there in his youth he oft sat, rejected, sad and alone;
blissful in solitude and mindful of dark world's hurt
poet in deep thought, how best to write and atone.

Creating...

Continue reading...

Moonlight will reign when twilight fades
Skies darken and starlight cascades
The world is poised, ready for sleep
While my heart aches, and my eyes weep

Tides continue to ebb and flow
Grief chills my life like Winter snow
Tears borne on waves into the deep
While my heart aches, and my...

Continue reading...

how my heart aches for you
you who do not see
the dainty charm of words
and their sweet efficacy

how my heart aches for you
you who remain unmoved
by the nuances and hues
of rhymes my heart's approved

how my heart aches for you
you who do not fawn
over works of Langston...

Continue reading...

My heart aches for the one I hold drear, for the one I call mine, for the love of the one that I've 
held in my arms so tight. 
6/30/10...

Continue reading...

Deathless Aches, Heart's Desires


Thoughts of Heart are as mystical ships that traverse
Ranging amidst the restless ocean ways,
Their crimson prows surging through the sunrise,
Their golden sails adream in evening haze.

Thoughts of broken spirit wander sadly
Unfriendly waters; raging, storm-shattered they roam;
Sea-reft their beauty, moaning all their music,
No...

Continue reading...

My heart’s craving you.
My hands are aching for you.
The ache of always....

Continue reading...

MY HEART ACHES FOR YOU
by
JOHN M. ARRIBAS



By now, you may have forgotten me
Yet every where I look, it’s you I see
Never to see you again, my nightmarish plight
So I visit our old haunts, night after night
In hopes you’ve returned to fulfill my dream
You and I...

Continue reading...

My heart aches when I read poems with word play,
Like mixing all colors in painted clay.
Random images just leap out like sparks
The meaning intended misses the mark.
Some write and label their poems a nonet
While not taking time to see what is it.
Writing's a school for...

Continue reading...

'Everything Aches' 
 
Oh my arms do ache as I write down this prose  
Most days it feels like the pain goes all the way to my toes 
Bring me back lazy days lying in the sun 
Or the age when being flexible meant...

Continue reading...

Gateway stars
Your colors wrap around my dimension
In other words here we go again
My glorious accusation
The stifled flights
I was stolen from our mother
Celestial moons are finding their way to the breakfast table
I’m too tired to feast
My neck aches...

Continue reading...

Aches and pains, aches and pains
Is this what old age is about?
What about sailing off into the sunset
Instead we complain about gout

It hasn't been bad at least not for me
Been one of the fortunate ones
Count all my blessings every night
Each morn I welcome the sun

Why...

Continue reading...

My heart aches and breaks for innocent lives shed
Darkness is running rampant throughout our land
Lives were lost; the classroom was covered in red 
My heart aches and breaks for innocent lives shed
Our nation is not the same cause our children bled
Those kids was all our...

Continue reading...

Jim starts the day with good intention
Jobs need doing that require his attention.
The garden needs a good sprucing up
His vegetation 'triffids' are running amok.

He mows the lawn, trims the hedges,
Creates those nice, neat lined edges.
Weeds the borders, deadheads the flowers,
Feeds the plants their nutritional powers.

The...

Continue reading...

Autumn sneaks early into September
With cloudy days and cooler temp,
A feeling of fall in the morning air
Arthritis is back, causing me to limp.
Thank goodness for dear ol’ Ben Gay
With his sweet smell of peppermint,
He helps me make it through the day
By applying his soothing, minty...

Continue reading...