Best Depth Of My Soul Poems
I.
There are so many things that I desire,
oh, please Santa, give me what I fancy-
I’m a woman with needs, so much required,
now here’s my list, I’m getting too antsy!
Laser hair removal system for one,
you know sir, the kind that doesn’t even hurt?
Cuz’ not only would it be so much fun,
it would be easier for me to flirt.
No man wants a girl with gross facial hair,
Chewie Chewbacca has nothing on me-
I need a delicate skin tone so fair,
not a five o’clock shadow so hairy.
I beg of you, to fill my last request,
so that I may always look my darn best!
II.
I’ve been a lil’ naughty, I must confess,
dipped my toes in cold water full of ice-
Ate too many Snickers and stole that dress,
Santa, I didn’t even have to think twice!
What else have I done that has been so wrong?
yes, maybe I should keep you in the loop-
Walking my puppy, and strolling along,
started storming, I didn’t pick up his poop!
Or what about the time I shh-ed that kid,
he was annoyingly singing too loud
in church; then he ran off crying and hid,
his parents couldn’t find him in the large crowd.
See, innocent I never claimed to be,
but I hope you show mercy upon me!
III.
Despite my indiscretions you must know,
I really am a nice girl deep inside-
It’s hard, but I try to go with the flow,
it’s not my fault I’ve got nothin’ to hide!
I beg and plead for you to see the good,
held in the depth of my soul and my heart-
Please know I would do better if I could,
guess New Year’s Day is a good time to start.
Santa, you must have compassion for me,
I know you enjoy having your white beard,
but it’s not normal to be so hairy,
have you seen me lately? I look so weird!
Yes, I’ve been naughty… give me your wisdom---
send a laser hair removal system!
From Your Lips to Santa's Ears Poetry Contest
Sponsor: Phillip Garcia
December 27, 2017
I dance in the Shadows of a moon lit night.
As the song of Life deepens my insight.
I clasp my hands over my tender heart.
It deepens with pure Love as the Dance starts.
Rays of the Moon with the shadow of trees,
they melodiously start dancing with me.
Dancing to the shores of the Sea with shimmering light.
Brings in foam to my feet with wonderful delight.
The Celtic song rises in the depth of my soul.
Dancing in the sparkling sea makes me whole.
The song of this night’s life echoes in my ears.
It sings Mother Earths songs of glorious years.
I kneel down in honor as my spirit joyfully cries.
Gaia gently draws the mysterious mist from the sky.
She descends from the sky and enters into the misty moon light,
we dance in loving embrace, across the rippling seas of the night.
I am forever loved as I feel her arms around me.
For I am now the Shadow dancer of the wind-swept sea.
I did not choose my life, I was born into it;
The lonely little girl was my path to follow.
Did I wish to bury a baby and a husband?
Life is full of paths and we must face them.
But I have made choices, yes I have.
When mother was sick, I was there for her,
I gave up my life to help until the end;
Everything I could do, I did for my mother,
The only thing I could not do, is die for her.
I stood by her coffin, and I was proud.
The choice I have made with my poetry is clear,
From the very depth of my soul with a dripping pen;
I keep memories of my beloved alive,
The beloved live in my poems, in my gossamer lines.
Oh, some think my writing is melancholy.
I made a decision to change, to go back to school,
Leaving a good job to follow a childhood dream;
It was hard, very difficult, but I did it,
Now I am a nurse in palliative care, that was my choice.
I help the dying elderly die with dignity.
And my life and beliefs are all my own, mine alone,
I will not allow anyone to try to control me ever;
This existence is too short to be a puppet dangling,
And today, my choice is silence and tranquility at home.
The clicking clock of life ticks until the end.
__________________________
September 7, 2015
Verse
For the contest, The Choices We Make In Life, sponsor, Edward Ebbs
First Place
Oftentimes
since recent past
from across that
yonder astral plane
someone whispers my name
over and over again;
In some remote bay
implacable waves lash
rocky shores with vicious gusto.
A rundown lighthouse,
abandoned and forlorn,
stands steadfast…
ever vigilant
ever a beacon
for the strayed souls.
A solitary flame
flickers deep down into
the dark depth of my soul;
These windswept waves whipping the shores
whisper my name over and over again.
~May Day Premier contest by Brian Strand.
I have debated about writting this letter to YOU
After reading the Love in Your Poetry, it's something I must do
For I have known such Love, I see this Love In your pretty brown eyes
Your Love and Faith lives in Your Poetry, In my Poetry Love Always dies
Your comments, inspiration to reach for Love in death, followed by Eternal Life
You are the first of many that say she waits for me, My beloved LENORE, my WIFE
All the joy and comfort You have sent my way, mending a long time Broken Heart
I see and hear the rhythm of Love that is emitted from the beating of Your pure Heart
I Thank-YOU from the depth of my soul for turning my eyes so I can see Heaven's Coast
I Thank-YOU for I have found Faith in the " Father, Son, and Holy Ghost "
ALWAYS YOURS...HG
Inspired by and Dedicated to Charmaine Chircop with Love and Admiration
For Brian Strand's Contest " My Dear "
I drank of your beauty
Sweet and velvety smooth
Your substance makes me tingle inside
Down to my very finger tips
You sparkle in the light
I caress, and you bubble in delight
You make me carefree
Down to the depth of my soul
Appearing red , full of passion
Or pale, as cool as a crystal stream
You make me happy
As I delve into your sweetness
You come to me each evening
To warm my heart
And together we will dine
With you, my fine bottle of wine.
This open letter I share to my dear Soupers,
Especially written for the most special muses I have found.
I dedicate this piece from the depth of my soul.
To most brilliant and exquisite poets here in site.
To Poet Destroyer a.k.a. Linda,
Your poem "Daddy" changed a view in my life.
I'm a tamed little tigress when I first came in site.
So afraid to post a collective words from my mind.
When I read your poem, it suddenly changed my life!
It's a free verse form, taught me that writing isn't that hard.
I can freely spread my wings then reach the sky.
It taught me how to use the ink inside my heart.
I saw the lighter side of you.
A loving heart, a real you.
Some of your slams show off your angst.
In "Daddy's poem", you won The Oscar's.
Linda, in half of a year I spend with you,
I'd like to tell how much I awe you,
You are the star that lit my night.
You are the muse that keeps me write.
To my dearest highness poet, Nette...
I can't still find the right adjective that suits you best.
Your "Kiss from Heaven" moved me away.
It opened my eyes to what a poetry really means.
Your words are extraordinary,unique and passionate.
It invites me to go down deeper, explore the world beneath.
You showed me a different ways to use an ink.
Then lead me to a magical and wondrous place within.
Thank you for being an inspiration,
The wind beneath my wings.
The best poet I look up with.
The one that I respect and treasured as friend.
You two are like fuel to my soul.
You help me keep going inspite of sorrow.
You show me the world behind these walls,
You refill my pen to create a poem.
To the depth of my soul, I'm in love with life
Whether filled with joy or occasional strife
The good, the bad
Happy or sad
Too bad we don't get to go around twice
With every breath that I have in me,
I can't wait to see, that very same look you gave, to get me.
The look that every women wait's to see,
the look that tell's me, you like what you see!
That look you gave me,
that keep's me here, to this day!
The look that I never want to go away.
When you look at me, I feel like our love will stay.
Every soft touch, that I began to love so much.
Every little whisper, that make's my lip's quiver.
Every little moan,
that get's me weak to the bone.
I love your sweet breath, when you kiss me on the neck,
with that "oh" so gently peck.
You know you hit the right spot,
when my knee's begen to rock,
and if my knee's rock, that's my "G" spot.
You just became the best nigga,
for the job that live's on the block.
Can't no other nigga begen to take your spot!
Like Bonnie, and Clyde the best two pair,
to get better with time!
Our love grow's like the river flow's,
and we bob, and we weave,
and we float like a butterfly,
and we sting like a bee.
Baby open your wing's, and fly with me!
Where going straight to the top,
and we can't be stop!
I'll call you butterscotch, and I'll be you limondrop.
We're both to pieces of eye candy,
**** around and give them all a cavity!
Baby, I'm really beginning to like what I see,
because your bringing the best, up out of me!
No need for an apology, this is all so voluntarily,
from my heart, to sociolgy.
I don't feel guilty cause, I'm in love with a pimp,
you know, like I know, that I'm the ****!
I call my self superfly,
I'm in love with a nigga who live's to ride or die!
Let the truth be told,
from the depth of my soul....
"Ohh Baby"
I loved you from the get go
I loved you when I didn’t know
I loved you against all odds
I loved you beyond all thoughts
I loved you contrary to what I saw
I loved you when my pain was raw
I loved you even when my soul was torn
I loved you from dusk to dawn
I loved you then, now and then wards on
I loved you because I found joy
I loved you and anticipated hope
I loved you because I was too tired to mourn
And I love you
From the depth of my soul.
Silly me, walk up to hubby
Lady with him walks away
Oh, that lurid creature lurks
In the depth of my soul
It tries to make me act like a fool
Best to smile, walk away, and not to drool
I’ll be cool, they’re the fool
This Green-Eyed Monster is no fool
By: Eve Roper 12/12/2014
Contest: The Green-Eyed Monster
Sponsor: Verlena S. Walker
"Nobody ever forgets where he buried the hatchet."
Kin Hubbard
How many times must I feel the pain
of your bludgeoned weapon?
The hatchet you often throw at my back
causing a hurt so deeply profound that
it buries itself all the way to my heart
wounding me to the depth of my soul.
If you've forgotten where you left
that blade, just look into my eyes
and you'll find it in each tear I've cried.
They've become rapids in a salty river.
Follow them and you'll find its burial place.
It's there, embedded in the frown I wear.
The one you see when you laugh at me.
The one your hand throws when I speak.
My smiles disappeared long ago...
when I became a target for your weapon.
You know exactly where your hatchet lies.
But you won't look me in the eye
to retrieve it, will you?
Coward, that's what you are.
October 17, 2020
Quotable Poetry Contest
Regina McIntosh~Sponsor
Here in my arms
Out of my dreams
I can't believe...
You happened to me
Time stands still....
In moments like this...
Girl, for as long as I live
More than a promise, I'll give...
I'll honor you!
I'll cherish your faith...
'Stand by your side!
I'll speak your name
With admiration and pride
I realize....
What I have in you!
Your love is a treasure to hold!
Girl, from the depth of my soul!
I'll honor you....
Reverence your touch...
'Be the man worthy...
Of your trust....
I'll put you above
All that I do...
And with the song of my life.....
I'll Honor You!
Older I get, the more love I possess
Busting down the walls of my heart
Invading the very depth of my soul
Can't survive when we two are apart
Special affair, hasn't happened before
In the history of this passionate man
Without a doubt the first time for me
A deviation in my life's master plan
Certainly wish the same for you all
There's no greater feeling I've known
Always wake up with a dirty big smile
Coz all of my troubles have flown
Really wish you all could feel this joy
Such feelings I've never felt before
Can't survive each time that we're apart
My faith in true love you've restored
The older I get, the more love I need
This strong craving never subsides
It's all that we humans live and die for
The passion that true love provides
© Jack Ellison 2015
A short time ago God sent me a special gift, and it came in the design of you, my best friend
my confidant. You are very special to me and I wanted to let you know all the wonderful
memories that you gave to me and when I see you, it reminds of all the good times that we
have shared together. In this short time that we've have shared, we did so much together. It
only took just one reassuring nod of you head to me...and I knew it would all get better in
time, even when something looked even worse than it seemed to be. We have shared so
many good times and bad times together and I would not know where to began, if I want to
write it all down? But I can say this with great expectations and from the depth of my soul, I
do look forward to seeing you again sometime in the near future... and when that time does
come again, I will share a hearty laugh together with you and we will reminisce of the days
gone by and how much we did share together. Oh, what a special day that will be for me, as
two old friends share another smile together... once again. I do look forward to that day...but
until then my friend you will be sorely missed by me as I count down each second, each
minute and every hour with great expectation of the reunification of two old best friends once
again.