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Part I: Ice
He shines like silver midnight moon -
cool marble statue, this tycoon.
And though he makes the ladies swoon,
of ice he’s hewn.; of ice he’s hewn.
He’s poker-faced and can deceive
competitors and can achieve
most anything, but can’t conceive
of Genevieve, of Genevieve.
Like Neptune, distant from the sun -
relationships he chose to shun.
He thought the search for love was done.
He has no one; he has no one.
Now love’s allure has come his way.
What will he do? What will he say?
Will he grab hold, beg love to stay,
or let it stray? Or let it stray?
Part II: Fire
This dragoness disguised in lace -
passion’s flower with angel’s face,
precisely picks the time and place
each dream to chase, each dream to chase.
Like ink the color red, she stains
the hearts of those whose love she drains,
and then she leaves when naught remains
No lust she feigns; no lust she feigns.
And now there’s one who would suffice.
For him alone, she’d sacrifice
her everything, so he of ice
she must entice, she must entice.
So Genevieve now strikes the flame.
Will man of ice his love proclaim?
Beneath her fire and his cold frame,
they’re both the same. They’re both the same.
for Broken Wing's Form G or GIVE me an NA - Poetry Contest
N/A in Your best rhyming poem Contest judged Feb 2, 2017
Copyright © Andrea Dietrich | Year Posted 2012
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Cup of Empty
She pours him a cup of empty
From a teapot of childhood dreams
He loves the sound of her giggles
Hers is the light of a thousand moonbeams
Moonbeams and butterflies, petals from roses
Counting out loud, crossing fingers and toeses
Unicorns and Teddy all enjoying a sip
Cups full of empty never spill and can't drip
He lifts a cup of empty
and gives his baby a wink
"Mmmm, dear darling, this is so delicious,
it’s the very best I've ever had to drink"
In the evening he turns to his bottle
With his friends he goes to the bar
She faithfully waits for him for hours
Thinking "Dear daddy I wonder where you are?"
Moonbeams and butterflies, petals from roses
Counting out loud, crossing fingers and toeses
Unicorns and Teddy all enjoying a sip
Cups full of empty never spill and can't drip
She sets their table and faithfully waits,
hoping that daddy will be coming home soon
But her tired eyes give way to sleepy
as her Teddy watches under the moon
He comes home way after midnight
Sees his angel asleep on the floor
Smiles and sips a sip of empty
and thinks "I shouldn't drink anymore"
Years have a way of taking
She doesn't wait for daddy at home
She's found a new kind of pleasure
Her hunger grew from being alone
She fills her veins with her empty
Dreams she can't explain
Trades her body and those giggles
In hopes of escaping her pain
Moonbeams and butterflies, petals from roses
Counting out loud crossing fingers and toeses
Unicorns and Teddy all enjoying a sip
Cups full of empty never spill and can't drip
Daddy sat home, and he waited
His baby girl she never came home
He still drowns himself in his bottle
But now he drinks all alone
Her teacup sits on the counter
Emptied of her childhood dreams
He misses the sound of her giggles
and the light of a thousand moon beams
He lifts the cup full of empty
To his lips and takes another drink
Empties out the rest of the bottle
As his pain is poured down the sink
Moonbeams and butterflies, petals and roses
Counting out loud crossing fingers and toeses
Unicorns and Teddy all enjoying a sip
Cups full of empty never spill and can't drip
He traded what was real for his empty
As she relinquished her childhood dreams
Now his baby girl has flown to heaven
On the light of a thousand moon beams
He wishes he could be with his baby
Lift her cup and give her a wink
Say "Mmmm this is so delicious,
it's the best I've ever had to drink!
Copyright © Richard Lamoureux | Year Posted 2015
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"HOLDING HIS HAND"
*The Voice*
God, can I hold your hand and follow you?
"Gods voice"
My child, it is I who will walk with you! You walked down my path with and without faith. You took my protection to ease your pain. My shielded wings comfort you during your moments of suffering while your life staggered across earth. Your love and devotion are what made you strong. Every time your dreams were broken. You managed to build more dreams in their place. You called my name during your happiest and saddest moments. You ran to me when you fell behind. Your secrets became our private talks. The key to your heart was always unlocked. I was there during your trials and troubles and tribulations. We could not speak, it was my light that kept you from going weak.
=voice=
God, are you a dream of beauty? The holy book.
My preacher spoke of the afterlife, calling it paradise.
I remember now, I felt this company once before, this light.
Many times, I forsake the light and still you never left my door.
I felt it on the day I was born,
the day I became baptized in your holy name.
I felt this light before, can you explain it once more?
Lord pleases clarify the day I fell down to my knees, accepted Jesus as my savior?
On that day, I felt as if you stood away and walked on by, allowing me to face my failures’.
Was my life a waste in this impossible world?"
"Gods voice"
My child, this is the everlasting light you will feel every time your body is re-born onto a new road. This light never left you.
My sweet child did you not listen,
Matthew *19:26* MY SON looked at them and said, "With man this is impossible, but with ME all things are possible.
My child, you were not searching for the right answers.
=voice=
My Lord everyone told me if I prayed you would come. Did I not pray enough?
"Gods voice"
My child sometimes your heart asked for more than life itself,
I always answered even when you shunned heaven away from your eyes?
The obvious question is whether this is the final immersing of your soul's disguises.
=voice=
Lord, I have other questions to ask.
What should I expect out of my personal sins?
My testimonial sits in the palm of your hand
My mind and my heart's inner core have been wicked since- adolescence
How is it that I am in your promise land?
"Gods voice"
Getting right with me has brought you here!
=voice=
One more question, Heavenly Father
Can I see them,
My Daughter, Mothers, Sisters, family, and friends?
Copyright © Poet Destroyer A | Year Posted 2012
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Love’s Alchemy is Eternal
Your look, touch, and scent now so perfect pure,
Enchants my true emotions and soaring passion.
I knoweth now our love shall always endure,
As God unites our souls as one by divine action!
Our sensual passion defines love’s spirit entire,
As we caress and kiss for this moment’s bliss.
Love’s alchemy maketh our spirits soar afire,
As we embrace our lips find that deepest kiss!
Our hearts beat now in a sacred tempo of love,
That reflects our real destiny, two souls as one.
This is God’s gift to us from Heaven high above,
As we wish these magic moments of eternal fun!
By Heaven, I pray our love’s alchemy forever,
And declareth my love shan’t leave you ever!
Gary Bateman, Copyright © All Rights Reserved,
June 27, 2016 (Shakespearean Sonnet)
Copyright © Gary Bateman | Year Posted 2016
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Welcome to my ----- life
A beautiful broken aura
Unsettled flakes
The sound of yesterday
Shattered winter glass
Transcend to the unconscious mind
Frozen, dead, yet alive
Hell, escapes my future of eternal suffering
Tiny buttons of snow -fall to my feet
Firewood burns endlessly,
The hairs of her soft skin rise like wheat
Shadows by hand flip the hourglass
The possibility of change takes --- need
She stands on the outside of my dreams
Looking in;
Quietly she summons the cold legion
Confused, trying to cleanse her soul
She wipes off old fingerprints
White glitter, forgotten notes
Spiritual spells enhanced in a quiet villa
Shadows of hands toss the glow
Daydreaming inside another dream
Falling flakes in hopes of peace
A warm bedded cabin sits at ease
Observing, breathing, mind settling
Swirling into an earthy feel
Another long downward drift
Shadows of hands set the tide
She awakens, sharing the stars
She mocks the sun, her eyes sparkle
Covered in snow - aging peacefully
She fibers to soothe her soul
She reeks, neither heaven nor hell
Temporary punishment, rattling thoughts
Captured in a transparent globe
Passing through a purgatory world
No walls, no in between
Falling far from the echoes of life
Sacrificed by death before salvation
Transcending to the unconscious mind
Shattered winter glass
The sound of yesterday
Unsettled flakes
A beautiful broken aura
Depart from my ----- life
By: PD
Copyright © Poet Destroyer A | Year Posted 2015
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Waterfall wishes on stars with no swings
I’m sending to you on butterfly wings.
Pennies are wasted on a wishing well.
Pennies instead for sweet thoughts that you tell.
Oh, pennies from heaven as your heart sings
waterfall wishes on stars with no swings
and dandelion dreams you hope will come true.
I’ll click my red heels to bring them to you!
Over my rainbow, love can stay blind.
Better than Leprechaun’s gold, you will find
waterfall wishes on stars with no swings
and all of my love attached with no strings.
Close your eyes; take my hand; let yourself feel.
I’ll be your Wendy if you’ll make it real!
Fly me away to a dreamland that brings
waterfall wishes on stars with no swings.
Written Dec. 17, 2016
For Julie Leigh Rodeheaver "Whisper Sweet Nothings" Poetry Contest
Copyright © Andrea Dietrich | Year Posted 2016
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Tiptoeing towards the edge of the towering cliff
I flap my wounded wings and fly
over tall two hundred year old oak trees
up to the top of the highest of mountains
scanning a never ending sovereign sky
I glide effortlessly in the strong southern trade winds
watching the fawn and her doe in the wilderness
My heart starts to beat, and I write
I write of the fragrant fancy free daisies growing unrestrained
of the sun smiling down
reflecting in the fast flowing babbling brook
of the doe munching on the savory green and yellow grasses
oblivious to her surroundings , the fawn firmly within her sight
I hear the songs coming from the red breasted baby Robin
calling to her mother wondering when she'll return with dinner
my heart beats lovingly and I write
I soar higher and higher heading for the heavens
past the mammoth yellowish orange coloured moon
through the mysteries of the milky way
all along thinking of the mysteries lying inside you
I open my eyes, imagine I'm with you and I write
06/01/2015
Copyright © Tim Smith | Year Posted 2015
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I would love to be your comfort
A blanket when you're confused
A bright song on every dark day
Warmth and hope you cannot lose
To be the canopy to cover you
When life's storms come your way
I can be the one you've longed for
Because I see the words you can't say
So let's discard the old frayed sweater
That doesn't fit, it's come undone
You don't need words for my attention
Let's just hold hands and have some fun
Your eyes could light the skies tonight
That coy smile, wow.. it melts my heart
My guitar plays you sweet love songs
This is our time when true love starts
Girl, drift off to sleep on my shoulder
This guy pillow.. yeah, made for you
It's so euphoric to feel your heart beat
And know your dreams are coming true
Being with you I'm filled with wonder
A kiss goodnight, no shadows to hide
In the morning, I'll be your first sight
This is how it is when our worlds collide
~Lyric Man
Note: This is a soft love song echo to Casarah Nance write, "If You Knew" There's something so incredibly amazing about a love based on commitment to do and be all you can for your partner.
Copyright © Lyric Man | Year Posted 2018
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~Sand Castle De Mal~
Beauty sails along the shores of life
Out there broken dreams form above sand dunes
Silent, God listens to the triumph of his creation
3-14-2015
3 line verse
Copyright © SKAT A | Year Posted 2015
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Close your eyes and forget the rain
Dream about the sun and heat
a sunny summer day
Dream of waves who sigh
so quiet on the beach
Swimming naked with the one you love
The dream of happiness
is more than the dream
A dream about strawberries with cream on
Do not forget the roses and violets
that smells so good
Running barefoot in the freshly cut grass
Close your eyes and dream your dreams
Daydreaming as sweet and good
they are secret, I will not share them with anyone
Imagine if life was a dream .....
A wonderful dream
and the world was full of love
and intimacy between all the people on earth
My dreams are made of
hope, faith and love
31.July 2012
Anne-Lise Andresen :)
Copyright © All Rights Reserved
Copyright © Sunshine Smile | Year Posted 2012
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I know you're not here
but you are in my heart
so
you are always with me
i'll just slip into you
with these words.
I know
there are mountains
dwarf the cities below
peaks that stride above the heavens
attempt to graze the planets if even so lightly.
That
there is a special star that rises daily
against shades of air lit.
They tell me
there is a wide deep void that is grand - a canyon
not too far for any adventurer who dares to look down its throat.
Our world is tightly splattered in miraculous views.
I remember diving through the horizon
where on the other side
I found intricate scenes
I walked down a dock straight into an orange wine sunset
through to steps led to a bridge
walked across to an enchanted glitter covered road
to a winding path with a floating pink shaded fog
until I wandered into an explosion of nature.
Once,
alone,
I witnessed a mud escarpment
with splashes of burgundy, shades of maroon,
tones in burnt copper and chestnut browns.
I found a rare waterfall
rushing down into an inviting pool
a crystal clear deep blue lagoon unused
around it emerald spruces gathered in a cluster of trust.
All in all so alluring I willingly stripped bare and melted into
the refreshing fully chilled basin down to its coral bottom.
I was greeted by an array of tropical aquatic life.
Nude, free, happy
I swam in the simplicity of the moment.
Another time it was
a blinding white wavy desert floor
totally stripped for miles,
then one
just one live growing plant
it looked like tall fanned out verdant fingers.
Remarkable,
however
what a thin shadow it cast.
A bright blue scrim provided a contrast
framed for a photographer to snap.
Floats in white,
scarce
were frozen in place
and not a wire was evident,
just motionless etchings.
I sat on the burning sand
took a position and meditated.
My mantra,
rebounded off the thickness of the sultry atmosphere
I heard my own voice return to fill me.
I bathed in the simplicity of the moment.
Yes
I love this world
All its treasures
I swear
But you,
ah you
Not all of nature
Not the sun that lights the day
sprinkles the skin in its brilliant sheen
or the moon that with
its romantic smile
its alluring suggestions
seduces even the least romantic of us.
Not the miraculous
vegetation of every kind
or the moss laden beds where lovers have often laid as one
linked to one another - inspired by natures erotic whisper.
Ah
but you,
I would sacrifice all else,
just to breathe in your love
just to bathe in you.
You my passionate want.
Our love is my Mecca.
When I hold you softly in the strength of my arms.
Touching your face sends shivers through my consciousness,
holding your hand is like plugging into bliss,
watching your mouth,
the dent above your lips,
you know I overdose ecstatic
when mine touches yours.
I want to stay - mine on yours,
as we speak, as we dream.
How I love your smile your laugh.
I hold you in the enchantment of my mind.
I caress you in the secret chambers of my dreams.
I cherish your scent - infinite, singular, invigorating.
I roll with you in the autumn leaves of my imagination.
I wish you everything - for you are everything to me.
I would if I could
I would reach beyond my grasp to,
to pull Magic from my hat.
Squeeze a snowball into a skating rink
just to dance on water with you.
I will love you into our after life,
no man as fortunate as me.
They say reach for the stars
you may end up with the moon.
I reached.
I got you,
my universe.
No man as fortunate as me.
Let me make every step you take safe, secure, pillowy soft
try not to faint from the sheer fragrance of you.
Together we are sunset shadows,
shadows that will never fade.
Imprinted permanently on the iris
of the early evening sky light.
(pause)
do you remember back when we just met
do you remember when it started to sleet
when we used the bark from trees
to toboggan down the circled path of the mountain
dizzy
we hit the brakes
brakes crafted
from the branches of a spruce
but friction
lit them like matches on kerosene
and i really think the smoke filled
our lungs
travelled to our heads
because
even before the sleet turned to hail
we slipped under the lawn
spent hours and hours
covered in each other's silky embrace
and i confess i peered at every drop of you
treated my eyes to your
unveiled
natural
naked
nothing but you
splendour
i held that moment
fragile as it was
with the greatest of care
and hold it still with the same reverence
and i really think nothing should feel
that good
because
it just led us to lock lips
and you know i could of kissed you
an eon
passed through it
as if it were a fraction of a second
our hearts synced
and i really think that
our breathing
our voices
melting into the air
playing like music
is what drove us mad
and i get very creative
when i go mad
the stuff "crazy good" is made of
it must of worked because
we finally reached the peak of our crescendo
laid in the sublime of one another
i must of loss consciousness
because
i still don't remember our rendezvous ending
but it must of
because i immediately
felt your absence
and i really think that's why
i wrote you
why i wrote
wanna slip under the lawn
again
and i really think that's why
we've been
why we've been
together forever
Dec 2015
armand
Copyright © Maurice Yvonne | Year Posted 2015
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Within the forest green we both do stand
Sun filters through the leaves to touch glory
I hold you close swimming within Brown eyes
In vision’s eye i can tell our story,
You smile on me and i feel your sweet Love
I see Love’s beauty within your dear face
My beloved Heaven is where you are
When i am with you in Love’s sweet embrace.
In Love’s sweet embrace i now stand with you
In the forest green we feel Love’s desire
Yet in my heart i shall forever know
That Love’s embrace shall ever light our fire..
Wherever we stand that shall be Love’s space
Forever we stand in Love’s sweet embrace.
Copyright © Vladislav Raven | Year Posted 2017
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She is young and free, and most of her love lies in front of her
As the dawning twilight holds one breathless air under misted whispers
A sight she often looks beyond the vast land that always ends in the ocean
Upon the rocks driven by a seabreeze salted fragrance lingers
Waves and natural forces full of power draws upon sound and rhythm
Mixed echoes crying gulls rise and fall as they crash ringing home
To walk along the beach barefoot, she has time to be young
Reflecting back on each step forward petals of a sunbeam enters
Feeling divine happiness every second heartbeat without a special reason
Time begins to challenge the labours of the trodden path
Live it is to dare, nobody has gone in her step before
Standing upon the apex captivated by thought spiralling
Form a sculpture of wet sand, without being critical
Leaving an imprint under the shell where holds precious pearls
A way to expose oneself to something unfamiliar and unsafe
Petals of a flower dancing to a winds melody rings midnight bells
She dreams of love, with expectations and hope to be a queen
Under the starlight where a moon's cradle swoons her with a smile
A hand to hold, the first kiss ... a puzzling thought
Where memories are born a fire always burns regally sealed
A collaborated poem
Anne-Lise Andresen and Liam Mc Daid
08.06. 2017
(unrhymed couplets)
Copyright © All Rights Reserved
Copyright © Sunshine Smile | Year Posted 2017
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I saw Love climb upon the wind
Heard the laughter in the breeze
Tasted lilacs, jasmine, and honeysuckle
With a turn and twist Love caressed my skin
The scent of dark chocolate filled my nose
A deep longing-hunger arose within me
Love was off again gathering the rain clouds
A shower of tears . . . refreshing
My parched soul drank deeply
Sweetness spread across my tongue
My body filled with Love’s offering
Now joyful tears fell from my eyes
A drowsiness overcame me and I slept
Love slipped into my dreams
Warm light cocooned me and filled my lungs
Bright colors danced upon my fantasies
An incredible energy pulsated throughout my body
Love took my hand and laughing -- we chased the light
Breathing hard I asked Love . . . this precious gift, why me? I am unworthy
Love answered: I Am the whisper in the wind
The Spirit of truth seeking and restoring . . . you are wholly loved
Of the mighty Kings -- Faith, Hope and Love
I Am the greatest . . . and you are worthy to Me
Go now and be Love . . . and know, I Am with you always
@ @ /
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David Meade
12/04/2014
Live Generously
Copyright © David Meade | Year Posted 2014
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There is a part of me missing
There is a part of me that shall never be
Inside of this dark sad brooding mind
Is the painter who will never see
So I take my pen, and vaso of wine
I contemplate
I get lost in the drunkenness of time
Stooped over my own memories on a sour palette
I had the brushes staring at the naked breast
My paints were frozen, at such beauties unrest
Erect and tall, at her feet I did fall
The blind painter, who lost it all
So now you see I am a poet of some seedy sort
Painting Braille, is poetry of my last resort
I write down words with the flourish of my pen
The Braille poet, cause painting I could not fend
I take words and wish them bountiful explosive colors
If only I had talent, a painter and not a story teller
So for me, in pain and clad in the cloth of sadness
I write words, for this painter has only Braille
I have no painting brushes
I possess no smile, wandering along on wistful miles
Of blindness, blowing in the winds of the frail
No map for the future, and yet I set sail
Hoping my words one day will be seen
By an artist who paints the soul and the serene
She takes my blindness and paints boldly my dreams
Taking my words, from Braille to bright pastel creams
Copyright © arthur vaso | Year Posted 2017
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Travel Light – a Goodnight Lullaby
Travel light, my dear; softly go
beyond the night’s each black shadow
to another plane. Out of sight
exists a realm of such delight
you may find relief from sorrow!
Lay your head on your pillow.
Sink into the Now. Tomorrow
comes soon enough, but for tonight
travel light!
Let the sweet magic start to flow -
angel wings sweeping over snow
it may seem, or a rainbow bright!
Close your eyes, Darling, and take flight!
In Dreamland you soon will be, so
travel light!
Written Jan. 15, 2017 for the Travel LIght Contest of Kai Michael Neumann
Copyright © Andrea Dietrich | Year Posted 2017
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The Amorous Mystique
Can it be, into this world we are dropped
from heavenly streams that have never stopped?
With sweet hope gifted to our souls delight,
oceans of love and its fiery desires;
ladies so fair, we thank our keen eyesight
and leap into romance hottest fires.
Can it be, wonderment is our reward
given for living in a world so hard?
With love's soulmate waiting a heart to touch,
deepest seas of hot sexual pleasures;
daring to embrace and love very much
this bountiful store, of life's great treasures.
Can it be, that in life's short duration
we go beyond mere infatuation?
With deeper dreams that bless spirits in need,
grant romantic nights of sweetest relief;
birth greatest pleasures of harvested seeds
fruited in soul's spiritual beliefs.
Your questions asked with pulsing energy
of lovers’ wonderland of synergy..
Gifts do flow from fountain to foundations
of souls inspiring minds to understand;
seductive passion’s yearning flirtations
of red embers roused to lusty flames fanned.
In awe you long to know love’s mysteries,
untangling threads in tender reveries..
Of all the gold offered in sun’s rich rays
Sol would be poor in the worth of our love;
for never could there be more wealth of praise
than for ambrosial taste from gods above.
During this life as our lustrous hearts’ beat
we can transcend mundane with love’s white heat..
Our physical plane of mortal being
is heightened with intimate unity;
body and soul in tantra foreseeing
weaving love’s strands into eternity.
Robert J. Lindley and Susan Ashley
(a collaboration)
July 31, 2018
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*For the purpose of this collaboration, tantra represents the weaving of strands into a unified whole and liberation of energy and expansion of consciousness*
Copyright © Robert Lindley | Year Posted 2018
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Praying for the day I meet heaven
You being there sharing this moment
In paradise here I come with open arms
Listening to the song of a magical lullaby
I will bathe in your teardrops love
That special place drowns in a sea of roses
Kissing gently the eyes that they fall from
Our time must flow in ceaseless praise
Salted everyone in your deep beauty shines amazing grace
A piece of your heart's dreams
fantasies and love sails away in a treasure pearl
Spices of the soul I surrender to your drops
Falling from a great height like summer rain
All of the things that make us who we are
Softly as they run a river gently down the face
Unrhymed tercet
Written by L. Mcdaid & A-L Andresen :) 08.08.2015
Copyright © All Rights Reserved
Copyright © Sunshine Smile | Year Posted 2015
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Escape
Introducing: Carl Fraser & Poet Destroyer
Oh Paint me a far away horizon
Across a tranquil azure sea,
Where sits a peaceful deserted island
Where no one lives but me
Free from prying eyes and greedy lies
Free from scars that never heal
Let me be free to just be me
Instead of someone who isn't real
To live out my days giving thanks and praise
To my creator in heaven above
And leave behind the noise of worldly toys
And just bask daily in his love
To be stripped of pain by the spirits rain
And washed until my robes are clean
For I've had enough of my fellowman's company
And I'm disgusted by what I've seen
So I will step into my painted horizon
Framed in a forever state of bliss
And I turn back only for a fading glimpse
As I blow the world a farewell kiss.
Laced by the seas we see, you beg for a life so far
Far from all I've dreamed of, tranquil and spirit rain
A once false painted paradise,
Bliss, a farewell kiss, drowned by old heartache
Not knowing where it's coming from
Yesterday, I woke up to a new skyline,
The horizon, formed by your eyes,
Across a tranquil azure sea
Far from all existing companies, you stood
In front of the ocean - your ocean!
Sailing on the calm side of the turquoise sea
Stripping back into the innocence you once were
A gentleman, caressing the oats in a peaceful state
The moon breaking your once trusted mind
The silence of heaven heals every scar inside
Redemption is a secret we beg for
It was always you, someone lost, misguided by love
Somebody, I once dreamt of, A dream lost out at sea
Calling out for me --- you chose to pray alone
Repelled by the world so cold, yet here I stand
Alone, on the other side of the farewell kiss
For you, I paint a faraway horizon of bliss, my friend
Waiting -Dreaming -Escaping --- In another lifetime
~A Poet Destroyer Collaboration~
Copyright © Poet Destroyer A | Year Posted 2015
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Beyond the sun's dominion, past purple tints of twilight,
I delve beyond moon's glow into somber velvet memories
searching for answers that once fettered my heart in chains.
In sleep induced reveries, they nightly trespass in my mind,
blinded not by bloom of starlight; by lost moments in time.
In stillness of these hollows, the darkest shadows loom
over my drubbing heart as it whispers in ascending alibis.
High as the morning tide covers me as I sleep upon the sand,
winnowing far beyond the limits of disconsolate bereavement
where Autumn's death wears a shroud of withered leaves.
My torment lingers as grieving haunts me from days long ago.
Dawn disturbed my quest for peace, buried beneath first snow
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10~20~2016
Copyright © Lin Lane | Year Posted 2016
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Midnight Romance
Dusk falls quickly on cerulean skies
Day morphs from ash of roses to sable
Our love's vision flashes before my eyes
Midnight romance, like an ancient fable
Charcoal sketches meander in my mind
While jasmine-absinthe incense is burning
it's smoke, evokes passions clearly defined
porcelain skin blushes with love's yearning
Obsidian-ebony eyes that gleam
pleading to quench needy soulful desire
beckoning me to unite in the dream
willingly, I rush to put out the fire
My mind's eye sees quivering crimson lips
As love drips from ivory fingertips
October 18,2017
Copyright © John Hamilton | Year Posted 2017
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In Elysium Fields by dawn of day,
I saw The vision of Love’s own sweet dream.
Beside your beauty a fawn it did play,
As rainbow light about you both did stream.
The light did glisten from your soft brown eyes,
Love-light did shine forth from your bright orbs there.
This was Elysium, my paradise,
In which with you life i would Love to share.
In sun’s embrace i do see my treasure,
With you by my side this world would be mine.
You are my sweet desire, my golden measure,
Of human sunlight that shall always shine.
Our Love shall be always what power it yields,
Together within Elysium Fields.
Copyright © Vladislav Raven | Year Posted 2017
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Come now my beloved and sing thy sweet song,
on our bright journey where stars are arrayed.
To the heart of night where love doth belong,
where thou shalt see our love in light displayed.
My tender heart in love it now doth sing,
thy smiling face a living sun I see.
And now my love we fly on golden wing,
to join in primal passion by star’s sea.
Come into my arms we stand in embrace,
in starry gleams our lips do kiss love’s sky.
I lose myself within thy starlit face,
hearts do sing as on golden wings we fly.
On golden wings we fly we touch our lust,
as we lie in magic touched by stardust
01/03/2018
Copyright © Vladislav Raven | Year Posted 2018
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I long to fold my eyes and softly creep
Beside the brook of fancy, as it flows ...
To tumble off my trundle bed and sleep,
And dip the stardust with my drowsy toes.
Within the world of reverie and dreams,
I cast my cares, like nets, upon the sea,
So woven as the moon, within its beams ...
Imagination's breadth, now comes to be.
With all the dreamy pathways that I stroll,
The routes are always varied, always new,
And still, each destination brings its toll,
As all my sojourns find their way ... to you.
But I would ne'er deny my heart that ache ...
If only you'd come with me ... when I wake.
~ 1st Place ~ in the "Sleepwalking" Poetry Contest, John Hamilton, Sponsor & Judge.
~ 5th Place ~ in the "Contest Number 470 Any Form Or None" Poetry Contest, Brian Strand, Sponsor & Judge.
Copyright © Gregory R Barden | Year Posted 2018
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Night fell,
Summer’s heat abating,
I sat leaning against a tall magnolia,
Its fragrance spreading everywhere
Like echoes of whispering breezes.
Despite all I could not rest and sleep.
The moon and stars were invisible now,
But darkness could not cover the glade.
Fireflies flittered here and there, glowing.
I was mesmerized by the fireworks of the night.
Suddenly I heard a delicate delicious melody.
Was it the fireflies orchestrating their symphony?
Soft enchanting tunes enticed the whole glen.
Could this be a dream descended from the hidden stars?
The melody changed, cadences tuned up and down,
The fragrance of the magnolia increased
Butterflies flew all around. Or were they fairies?
I could not tell for suddenly my eyes became heavy
And blissfully I slept as joyfully I dreamt.
Copyright © Victor Buhagiar | Year Posted 2017