Best Combination Poems
A blank page is
An opportunity
A fresh start
A challenge
A new pen Is
full of itself
Ready to show off
Ready to dance
A writer is
Eager to begin
Excited about all kinds of things other people may miss
Enthusiastic about the little things
A muse is
Imagination on speed
Thrilled to be asked
Willing to have fun
This is
how I see us
A picture-perfect duo
An expressive combination
Look up.
12.19.15
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Hey baby, wasn't it delightful the smell of lilacs
Their aroma even now as we lie pitch black room
Witnessing slight breeze, their dancing colours tack
Their life so rainbow gracing blooms
Such is they that they remind me, Dessert tasted
It's a memory you have, that's shared taste buds us
Ice cream scoop ballons in melt, mmm, never wasted
As we lie again pitch black room, in discuss
Soon baby us, a secret box revealed to the world
Your favourite flower caressed blessed to seed
It's now just over a year, it's time to be unfurled
A plane ticket for us both, loves decreed
Written December 18th, 2015
Why should you mean so much to me?
In all this world, it is you alone
who fills my heart with love’s decree.
In winter’s wind your love is shown
a ray of sun, a warm embrace,
the mystery of passion grown,
where silk and roses interlace.
Why you and not another heart,
can lose my senses with one glance
but then you’ve had me from the start.
A single word, desire’s romance,
as odes of love our lives enhance,
like magic from a wishing-well
your heart has wrapped me in its spell.
Sometimes love just isn’t enough
Art is our way home to finding ourselves
We were blindfolded ballerinas. Swaying to the rhythm of our hearts breaking. We tippy
toed across a tight rope, looking for some sort of answer from dangerous lovers, like hope.
She the tigress and I the poetess brought together by similar circumstance
Oxycontin madness
With men who constantly chased after their addiction.
Placing importance over their next fix over our happiness.
We were resilient, goddesses of patience
Two ships, headed towards the rocky shore, we ignored the guidance of the lighthouse. We
used our hearts as and emotions to navigate blindly Feeling through the darkness.
Your mind will always be illuminating, when it is the darkest.
Wearied travellers....
Of Love.... and Life. Let the wind carry you through the pain like a kite.
Grab onto your easels like a lifeline. Your paintbrush will be your escape, with each
brush stroke. Simple little joy, a hug when you need it for your ego
Art is the essence of self love......so love yourrrrrrrrr self.
Let your soul take a walk,
Your mind will be your deliverance to freedom, unlocking the key to your eternal kingdom.
Press the paint between your palms, become one with the medium.
Our poetry is the closet thing to Touching god.
Allah, Buddha, Jesus Christ, Ishvara, Yahweh, and all the Hindu dieties
I worship thee on my KNEES for enlightening me, granting the gift of this serenity
We are the Irises that still flourish after the avalanche
Diamond thick skin Heroines
we write...........................
To set off a bouquet of explosively delicious fireworks, in the creation of our thoughts
Exploding magnificent technicolours into the deep recesses of our minds
Completely liberated from our insecurities
We press our pens together like swords , all for one and one for all
An everlasting oath to protect what we lost
Our artistic Souls
The year of my parents dreadful divorce
Lived with Mom and Aunt in another state
Changes came coupled with countless remorse
Feelings you just couldn't anticipate
On farm of two hundred green acres
Included barn, bats and dog named Happy
Bare back horse riding was there for takers
Maple trees juicy, tastefully sappy
That Christmas year was strangely different
Cousins, matriarchs and I rejoicing
Group of us managed to find reverent
Home made gifts of hide and seek, songs voicing
For me, 'twas a year full of sweet and sour
Testing our resilience and power
11/06/2017
If love is lost for evermore
my heart will surely fade to naught
and life will be an endless chore.
Tormented eyes that beauty sought
would pierce the air in anguished pain,
my love's unwritten song in vain
if you should leave my soul distraught.
Yet hidden in the azure skies
I feel your love return my gaze
and in my dreams invoke my sighs.
My heart is yours for all of days
through winter sun and darkest night
and in the ancient mystic ways
our love will stand in its own right.
I'm trying to figure my life out
It's like a combination lock
That I don't have the code to
With every turn I gain a little hope
But every time I pull to open
It's still shut
And my hope is lost
I'll stay untill I get it right
I wont give up hope on this lock
This is crazy my chance is slim
There's so many combinations
And I haven't a clue were to begin
My patients is shorting
Is it worth the struggle
Am I wasting my time
On this life of mine
Would someone please help
Figure out the combination to this lock
On this life of mine
Portal is a doorway, gate, or other entrance,
especially a large and imposing one often
with a window.
Moral Is Combination of Christ and Carol
While searching my mind will find a moral;
We had made an exchange that is choral;
At choir gazed;
He was amazed,
At what Christ saw through window in a portal.
Not only was Jesus very serious;
He actually did end up delirious;
Had much curiousity,
With smooth viscosity;
To find out more became furious.
From what we did further understand,
Lord had become leader of the band;
Could not wait;
Performance great;
When through, we gave Him a hand.
Jim Horn
I see you arching under me,
the dew of passion on your skin,
as bodies strain for liberty.
Our quest together, love within
a calming serenity's spin,
the physical unites with dreams
and sustenance in wanton screams.
Can phantoms of pleasure relate,
the fevered moments such as this
as nerve-endings reverberate.
We are as one in love's abyss
and all I am is all you are.
Daylight reminds, you are so far
and leaves me yearning your sweet kiss.
A good combination is better than none
for each can encourage one another
being on your own can be lonesome
always good to have a trusted brother
But a real great united twosome
is to be joining head and heart
when especially both are real good
this gives your life a head start
Make your head full of wisdom
knowing what’s knowledgeable
also have a tender loving heart
combined makes it a shining light
This is a real right good thing
to be effecting the world around
be faithful in sending this goodness
a formidable force will abound
(‘a good head and a good heart bare always a formidable combination’) - Nelson Mandela (1918-2013)
My message is solemn.
When driving, don't text
or you will be next
in the obituary column.
To long stay a driver
don't drive and phone either.
For many a merchant addicted to speed
a slow-moving hearse fulfills the last need.
bees
melons, apples, oranges
flowered sweet fruits
bees of honey
fly unknown transport
flower fruits ate sweet
The combination
Locks
The drops that say
Today
Rain is in the forecast
And come what may
Can stay
The easy isn't
Answers
No lies the storys
True
With blue a backdrop
Waiting and clouds
That crowd
For you
I saw it simply
Simple
The hats and chaps
That clear
Ahead is no like
Answers
With roses
That show
Your dear
So tick the tock
And mean it
The stop like locks
Like clues
The news is free
Like always and
Mondays
Mean like lose
I Mean it
I have a
Hither
The morning
Cast it's shine
Like mine the meanings
Missing like locks
That's hard to find
So see me
Its a secret
I'll love you
When your gone
And song will play
Forever
And then its
Wrong
Like locks and
Leave it simple
Go here to find a
Clue
A combination
Of sorrow and
Tomorrow
Will say
Its true
Best color combination
Any season could muster
Must be the orange and black
Of our Halloween
Russell Sivey