Best Breaths Poems
in silence, we connect through gazes
knitted by starlit eyes ablaze
like dusk's luster wafting by the sill ...
and we need not ramble in paraphrases
of night’s canticle, while folded hands
caress the rhythm of twilight's melody.
how deftly breaths and fireglow understand
our same tunes, our same wafting waves,
gentle as entwined roots jutting out
from your palms, my bosom… together,
we feel the stillness of love from the same face,
and if our flesh doesn’t chafe in the peeling
of autumn’s chill , it’s because…
we have been soul mates
before time was ever born.
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Written 9/24/2014 Resubmitted 6/19/2020
As a misty autumn succumbs to winters harsh chilling grasp.
The sky turns bleak and hues of shrouding grey.
The ominous days unfold shorter and colder.
The remnants of vegetation lie pitifully withered and sparse,
as nature rests dead and in the throws of decay.
Early morning frost like sprinkled powder
smothers a barren land
and shards of ice hang from naked trees as fingers of a hand.
Dew drops appear like goose bumps,
along a parade of wrinkly naked trees.
Bare branches and rooftops seem lifeless,
as birds have no desire for frosty serenades.
Trampled iced leaves, decay in ashen damp air,
as snail-like sluggish humanity adorns its seasonal fleece.
Despite winter's scentless bitter breaths,
the soul ignites an internal bonfire -
radiating a vigilant glow to the surface.
Silent One collaboration with Peter Dome.
13 November 2020
Thank you Peter for this brilliant collaboration.
Peter is a very talented poet, please check out his poetry.
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If on this eve of glistened skies
when crystal snowflakes fall
Amidst the hush of tempered sighs
where heartbeat whispers call
Your mind is lost another place
as moonbeams dance above
In wishes that you long to trace
of visions filled with love
Remember as the evening nears
and stars reflect your smile
Within the shimmered light appears
in winter’s mystic style
Another who does feel the same
beyond horizons clear
In quiet breaths he sings your name
in hopes that you will hear
One who longs you by his side
as nighttime breezes sift
In harmonies sent to confide,
melodic thoughts adrift
So listen as these flurries flow
and in your heart believe
There is a man who sings of you
this snowflake glistened eve
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As a misty autumn succumbs to winters harsh chilling grasp.
The sky turns bleak and hues of shrouding grey.
The ominous days unfold shorter and colder.
The remnants of vegetation lie pitifully withered and sparse,
as nature rests dead and in the throes of decay.
Early morning frost like sprinkled powder
smothers a barren land
and shards of ice hang from naked trees as fingers of a hand.
Dewdrops appear like goosebumps,
along a parade of wrinkly naked trees.
Bare branches and rooftops seem lifeless,
as birds have no desire for frosty serenades.
Trampled iced leaves, decay in ashen damp air,
as snail-like sluggish humanity adorns its seasonal fleece.
Despite winter's scentless bitter breaths,
the soul ignites an internal bonfire -
radiating a vigilant glow to the surface.
Silent One collaboration with Peter Dome.
13 November 2020
“When the curtain drops, should we not applaud” ~ by poet
age wrinkles the face of youth
and dulls its eyes~
in no time, Death is at my door
a shadow of a shadow...
my ears pretend not to hear
His approach
gasping in ragged breaths ~
His nails
scraping against old bones
Death drinks my tears
It must be an echo, a melody
one that holds me near, holds me here
so why do stars glow, is it all a show?
My lips fight, to recite,
what I don’t know
Could I be, should I be,
the only one you see?
I should go, I will stay
Please tell me -
between breaths, answer me this,
why do I exist, only through memory?
Could I be, should I be,
the only one you see?
Please tell me -
Maybe reaching for you, in moments true,
was my mistake, it is more than I can take,
so much more than I can honestly take
I should go, I will stay
so lost in what to do
I don’t understand why,
my heart seems to ache,
over you
Please tell me -
between breaths, answer me this,
why do I exist, only through memory?
Could I be, should I be,
the only one you see?
Please tell me -
~ I am just a memory ~
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*Just a little Scribble*
Author’s Note- These lyrics reflect the pain that circles a heart when feeling love. It being close, yet in reality, it is so far away.
Silken linens scented of
last night's rendezvous,
still wafting midst
reticent moments,
cognac and aromatic
candlelight burning 'neath
surreptitious breaths,
as we unfurled
sultry seduction's poetry
'tween clandestine shadows
this wheat
quivers
like flesh
beneath
the whispers
of love’s lips
softly tracing
tongued secrets
around the edges
I tremble
the same
within
these thoughts
Life’s not the breaths you take but the moments that take your breath away!
don’t be willing to settle for the person you can live with...be willing to wait for the person you can’t live without!!
“83 BREATHS”
everyone’s hell is a
different temperature.
the ride into it
never breaks down.
12 to 12 hell remains.
hell stays like leaches
sucking what’s left of
your life.
hell is in every direction,
every face, and every move.
the words pull from the
fire and lay upon straw.
before I disappear into
my sleep, I stop, look,
I listen.
I can hear the tears of
the frogs fall from their
faces.
if our planet is the only
one with our type of life,
how lucky are the others
that no pain exists.
I can wrap this up now,
reading as I write.
no one can hear me.
birds drop, dandelions
born bald and there are
no more bandages for
scraped knees.
families break, children cry,
bloodsuckers raise the heat
in the kitchen.
as we climb into the oven,
prepare for the next stop.
Sylvia Plath waits.
By: Chicano Eddie
10-28-2016
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we sit for hours with dawn’s traces rising and falling
how deftly lamps and whispers sustain twin hearts laughing
no need to ramble on long paraphrases ever fluttering
for if stretches of silence gather breath’s shared understanding
…it’s because we were best friends before time’s blessed awakening
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(( for ADELKE ADEITE's " Golden Gratitude"))
With windows open my breaths I am counting
While silent seconds are beating in heart's rhyme.
Silence is a deep well, inside its' waters I'm drowning
A chimera's torrent runs me down and to the surface I can't climb.
Silence shouts for those dreams left behind on desert road
Thirsty and desperate they discover an oasis illusion.
Between sights and guilts, I hold those needs ready to explode
Cutting red wires, like a choice arisen from an adulterate collusion.
A compromise is not the sound of a lonely tree being blown by the wind.
Silent nights are carving with stars world's unspoken words upon the ceiling.
As I lay beside this abyss, like a bottle floating in the waves of the sea
I trust silence to find the truth I seek, the piece of a lost feeling.
She takes a breath, a big one
The kind that lifts her chest
She holds magic within herself
Then unleashes all of her Grace
She is purely a creature of light
A force of nature, so absolute, so fragile
She could break herself
Have the world shatter
Poetry flowing over her skin
As it lights her up from within
The melody of her expression explodes
Her energy smashed and scattered
And those who saw her when
She was in her space
Where they could not touch
Her or even chase, helpless
In the face of her fire
So hot, so bright it blazed
In the brilliance of a thousand suns
Till she quenches her deep thirst
This awakened dragon sitting inside
With billowing wings of green and orange
Like a whirlwind of autumn leaves twirling
Cascading down words unfurling!
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Beneath me I see you laying lost,broken,in pieces
I wanted to hold you-to tell you this too shall pass
I waited for you to see the beauty inside that only my eyes could see
Beneath me you lay all your beautiful pieces glittering like precious stones
All that glitters is not gold
Or so that's what we are told
I waited for to see I had the glue for all your shiny pieces
But you never saw me
Never saw the fire raging inside
A quiet place to hide,a soft place to land
Ignored the beauty in my heart
Never once realizing that I'm so much more than meets the eye
Instead u confused me clouded up my mind wasted my precious time
Mistook my kindness for weakness
You played me for a child a fool..decided not to see the beauty in the madness..what's wrong love? Can't swim? Can't get wet?
Couldn't stand a little rain?
Left me standing with what's left of my heart in my hand
All while having the nerve-the unmitigated gall to say to me-i hope you understand
Understand what I want to scream!!!!
That YOU the king of kings has deemed ME beneath YOU,not good enough,lesser than?
Look I have surviver things that would have killed most!
And yet like the mountains-im still standing-stikl here
To top it off-you decided to punish me and rub my nose in it
To discipline me like you would an unruly pit
No relationships or attachments you are leaving soon
All typicals lies all crap all bull
Beneath me you will still lay broken in pieces-i hope the jagged edges cut you like you did me
In did everything you asked played by ur rules-only to end up dumbfounded, bewildered, and feeling like a fool
This is the very reason I won't let anyone close-no one gets in
Time after time...time and time again-i end up standing alone
Watching you walk away with a piece of me in your pocket
Helpless I powerless and unable to stop it
Don't worry-fine I am and OK I will be
I picked myself up straightened my crown-you can't keep me down
Just had to vent,to let go,to release
And let you know just how dirty I felt you did me
Gentle breath of night
Passing silent by moonlight;
Scattered pages that
Fly through faded horizons,
Dark rainbow flares, starlit sights...