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In The Stars

       Written in The Stars 

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Two hearts bleached by the sun
        A poem's - fallen wish
               The Love 
            Of A Life Time
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Majestic beams fall from heavens meadow
Two hearts stitched by the constellation
Under the moon's glow 
   You and I
Gazing up into the Starry Sky

This night we sit under the dazzling diamond dust
Our eyes feel and meet tonight 
Stars twinkle a poem of each paired heart
Listen......While......The God's Whisper!

What Is Love? 
They asked
A wish so gently by the stars 
Greeting young couples heart 
Poor but, in love
Mockeries of an old shadow
Light embracing this Auspicious moment 

-Aster Flares-
Intrigued by sad lovers tale
Two souls forever rich- 
Sharing eternity through celestial bliss
Gravitating in the world owned by the stars
A most unfortunate turn of events, 
Romeo & Juliet
Collapsing stars rising with a hymn 
From the moment they fell
Only to reveal how beautiful-- 
-- the stars in the dark
Ever so wealthy, around Orion's Belt
Reading notes on every rhyme, every heartbeat


Stars fall every eve entering the atmosphere
Seeping through the soul, making love a part of light
Permanent illusion
Fireflies Flaring up 
A passion that last longer than a moment

Each  zodiac unfolds
The stars tell you, who you are 
Gaze upon the eternity
Follow the Northern star
Beneath your peaceful splendor 
They will bow
Sunset and the evening star, 
"My Star Of Love" 
Like glitter dust upon a timeless shore
Never will the memory of love be gone
Look up at the stars tonight,
For somewhere out there 
I read about YOU in a poem.

By; PD


Copyright © Poet Destroyer A | Year Posted 2013


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Ice Cream

''Like Ice Cream''

Having ice cream with you, 
Brightens the entire portrait in my youth.
Like catnip for a cat 
-- the     Reese's    fun never stops!
Like monkeys in a zoo, above a tasty sherbet treetop.

Ice Cream with you!
How sweet,  the imagery of 31 different treats 
Cold butter and  salty Placid water, with the works 
Amaretto peaches, and slushy sauce  --- twerk
Dandelion haven- above a marshmallow rocky road
Fireflies flicker around the fresh Lemon Drop Sky
A delightful sundae breeze on the crest of my tongue 
 Soft frozen chocolate dessert, nothing can go amiss 
 
Ice Cream with You!
So many to choose from, 
Savor the delicious flavor 
---of Butterscotch homemade rum

There's no other place I'd rather be
Lost Inside this forever hazel mint joy scenery 
The ultimate indulgence in one icy bite
A cream coconut cherry delight 
-served on the side with apple pie
In a cup, on a cone, my vanilla waffle boy 
Everything-- about-- you-- roams free 
like tubs of ice cream dreams

Listen to the sound of soft sprinkles cinnamon
The happy feeling that melts when you're around
I'm packing a giant scoop of Ice Cream from your heart

Adoring and Embracing Life
Every time you say the words
...I love you...

:)


Copyright © Poet Destroyer A | Year Posted 2013


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The Enchanted Forest

The woods were silent except for the shifting 
soft sounds of his hooves as they fell upon 
the forest floor. There he stood amid the mist in 
his white majestic coat calling to me to come 
to him and ride upon his back, vanish with him,
(as the sun lay dying into quiet shades of twilight)
into an unknown sacred realm where no 
one's footsteps could follow.

I stroked his soft warm velvet nose and felt the 
subtle flair of his nostrils breath on my hand.
When I climbed upon his back we rode 
as one as our love and trust in each other 
had slowly grown into a synergy unsurpassed.
Moonlight filtered through the verdant trees
as darkness enveloped the starry sky.
Suddenly we found ourselves in a glade
where we were surrounded by the soft glow
of tiny faeries as numerous as fireflies.

We were warmly welcomed into their sacred 
sanctuary and I felt enchanted by their sylvan 
beauty as two tiny faeries braided long strands 
of my golden hair, intertwining fragrant flowers.
I was asked if I would help to keep the forest
safe from clear cutting, and I promised I would.
I awoke to the faint sound of hoofbeats as dawn
was rising and there were pretty flowers in my hair.

© Connie Marcum Wong
Poem of the Day April 4, 2016



Copyright © Connie Marcum Wong | Year Posted 2016


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Psychedelic Whistle Plays a Rhythm into the Darkness

Psychedelic Whistle Plays a Rhythm into the Darkness

Entering the dark side of a moonbeam on this evil lens of life,
A gruesome old man recreates a murder time and time again, 
As the cold and lonely howling bitterness of the night escapes. 
The psychic contrasts go up in a surreal smoke-filled entirety.
This is not lost to the all-seeing consciousness of the cosmos.

Moaning a malefic agony of selfish needs devours all that’s good, 
Whilst under black leather gloves bleached deadly-white his bones, 
Fill the heart expelled with a legion of grieving spirits—sad and lost.
A maze doth open as Dark Demons are made of rotten plank ridges,
And scraps of empty emotions that maketh them all deliciously evil.

Inside ashes intoxicated with the Hallowed Eve's evil kiss bringeth 
All a Gorgon-like gift so cursed and raised in Lucifer’s own Hellfire. 
Leaveth them to their executioners and wash your own hands clean!
Cain within life's garden dwells as a zombie—a grief-stricken animal,
As a psychedelic whistle plays a rhythm into the darkness of the cosmos.
 
Ebony darkness seduces as a fire burns black ebony removing the flesh. 
Ice-cold tears in anxiety fall, shouting loudly that nobody sees nor hears
The jealous whimpering of jackals needing love with no way to find it. 
There remains emotionless beings who kill passion with a crocodile’s bite.
Fear not the tempting by Lucifer as long as the silver crucifix adorns thee! 
 
Fireflies born in a hellish fury cast in anger the past sins of those doomed, 
Yet they can be "Bearers of an Ancient Light” for things good and noble,
If they can passeth through the veil of evil and darkness into God’s light. 
When the smoke blows away pride there’s no remorse only danger ahead! 
The silence afterwards is deafening to those of holy-pure mortal blood! 

Understanding of reality loses its meaning in this evil realm of darkness,
As an agonising pain is cleared in an eclipse found under “Hate's Trigger.” 
Under a deep crater twilight ghosts rise as “Shadow Beggars of Despair,”
Whilst feeling unholy torment in nerve fibers of a past-life enchantment.
Only Lucifer knows this truth as he collects souls for eternal damnation!

Uncanny conversations are secret and bloody-confused in Hell’s own pit. 
Rising from the ashes unhappy beasts mark the ground with sharp claws, 
As disoriented tongues of envy are struck down by lightning bolts blinded.
Lucifer knows the omnipotence of the psychedelic whistle as it plays its
Rhythm bewitching all lost souls as they enter the darkness of the cosmos!  

Anne-Lise Andresen, Gary Bateman, and Liam McDaid
A Collaborated Poem, Copyright © All Rights Reserved
May 5, 2017 (Narrative)


Copyright © Gary Bateman | Year Posted 2017


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Summer Love Sonnet

What's not to love about a summer day?
Kissed by the sun, the warmth of its embrace
To feel the cleanse from sweat at work and play
While honeysuckle breezes cool my face

With hillsides blanketed in purple vetch
Magenta morning glories and light blues
Imagine all the butterflies they fetch
A scene to romance any poet's muse

But when it gets too hot, I seek the shade
Barefoot in clover 'neath tall sycamores
Or take a watermelon down to wade
A spring fed creek, to cool, while I explore

That evening, in the swing, I watch  fireflies
Then pray I wake to see one more sunrise 


   May 9 - 2018


Copyright © Daniel Turner | Year Posted 2018


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Fireflies: Fireworks of the Night

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


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From My Porch

After the end of a long hot day
At the end of my rope -  with nerves all frayed
I sat on the porch…to rest a spell
As the sun slipped… slowly behind the hill

Calmed…by the lingering…after glow
I watched…the summer night unfold

Crimson streaks…on a sky of blue
Melted…in a thousand…different hues
Got lost…in the dark…without the light
Leaving…just their shadows…in the night

And in fields…of clover…across the way
The crickets…began…their serenade
As fireflies danced…with sheer delight
Glowing…in  love…with this summer night

And there…ahead…at the end of the road
Above the bridge…where the river flows
It rose - like magic - before my eyes
An orange moon… so big…it filled the sky



Copyright © Elaine George | Year Posted 2006


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Toddler Sky

-Toddler Sky-

Down where I sleep, 
You hold me, embrace my every way
The Marks up on my skin
You caress, taking away from the ugliness

Watching the simple breath, when I breathe
Breaking the ice, soothing my inner peace
A sweet spray across the paleness in my limbs
Holding the warmth, I've been loved throughout my life.
From picking up sticks to the walking stick
My loving dear I know you will always be there
A few wheel chairs, when broken bones mend
You know my every cure*
Walk with me across the hall
Through the oldness, and the boldness of every color in the sky
Thank you for taking me as I am
A light twinkle' every time I feel the colors of the rainbow drip
Now a newborn takes his form
In you I find the strength to stretch my arms and reach for every star

When happy moments fail, 
I embraced the colors I found in you
I make out every tree, and wonder why and how?
I close my eyes to imagine the fun of chasing fireflies
Tonight I'm keeping my prayers simple, cute, and innocent
I will count sheep and search for sweet lullaby dreams
Smiling like a 3 year old this very moment, 
You think I'm having "Baby Blues."
My loving dear, thanks for having patience,
Painting my way down a toddlers sky
Every time  "P M S" hits

~SKAT~


Copyright © SKAT A | Year Posted 2013


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- In Norwegian it's called - LYKKEN I LIVET -




How blessed I am that you are in my life
Amazing grace whistles through the valleys one tune

You make my body sizzle with your kisses
Fireflies light up blazes in a night sky faraway

I enjoying my dreams and fantasies
Where the sunsets and kisses the moon goodnight 

And everything  will happen because of you
Within starlight flashing blossoms explode beautiful 

No mountain's reach so high
On the peak of every promise colours rainbows 

I love you for many reasons
Some beyond the human grasp of reality 

I’ve never had such thoughts before
Holding hands walking away with sunlight 

I listen to the sound of your heartbeat
Golden tasting chocolate melting echoes 

A sweet and soulful symphony
Reaching the highest temple of an angel's choir 

On a thrilling journey to a  lovely place
Distant drum rolls howling chants in winds of time 







A Collaborated Poem 18.12.2015
Anne-Lise Andresen and Liam Mc Daid :)
(Unrymed Couplet )


Copyright © Sunshine Smile | Year Posted 2015


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Fireflies

It's so dark outside, my eyes can't distinguish where sand meets water. Somehow, dusk has come and gone, plunging the evening into darkness. 
 
But even as my eyes yield to this opaque absence of light, my other senses heighten. I can hear the crash of waves as they abuse the shoreline, sending foaming water up the beach in icy streams. I'm lulled by the sound of polished pebbles colliding like marbles as they recede with the waves. I can feel the sea's cool mist against my face, taste its salt on my lips. The scent of seaweed drifts on the breeze in gentle wafts - and then, slowly, the faintest whiff of smoke.   

I glance over my shoulder, where a tiny dot of light penetrates the darkness. It's a beacon on this cool night, and I walk slowly toward it, digging my toes into the soft sand with each step.


dim moonlight peeks through thinning clouds-- fire crackles
He's still there, stoking the fire, feeding the flames until the heat is tangible. The air wavers between us like a veil - a line I want to cross. He stirs up clouds of smoke, stirring feelings within me as I watch his busy hands. I wait patiently for him to notice my approach, and when he does, my breath catches.
rainbow flames burst from seasoned maple-- blue eyes sparkle
I watch golden light flicker across his skin, softening the lines of his face. He abandons his task, moving around the fire until he stands before me, smiling as if he knows my heart is thundering in my chest. He waits for a painstaking moment to pass. Then he kisses me with toasted marshmallow lips, pulling me down into his lap to watch the sparks rise like fireflies into the breathless night.


Copyright © Heather Ober | Year Posted 2013


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Fleeting Dreams

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Fondly He crawled into her night and pressed a kiss upon her cheek Through skylight glass He watched the stars counting her fervent fleeting dreams. Her dreams He owned and love bestowed in pleasant walks of ocean bliss He knew that girl that lay in bed yearned only for his seeking lips All thoughts of her in want of him without a limit, reason , or gain Had filled his stomach with fireflies A moon-glow burning in molten flames Those intense flames He had to bury Never to feel her long embrace At early dawn He has been gone with one last glance upon her face Fondly She crawled into his night and pressed a kiss upon his cheek Through skylight glass She watched the stars then once-again entered his sleep.
Inspired by the oldie song by Lobo -Baby I'd love you to want me...


Copyright © Charmaine Chircop | Year Posted 2016


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She Moves In Silence

She moves in silence like a jasmine breeze through a moonlit garden walk She doesn't journey like a star with a lustrous shine in a celestial sky But just like a little rock a little limestone rock that crisscrossed muddy rivers and made it to safe shores A lifeless rock so fragile not sturdy yet still strong Her beauty doesn't shake fresh dewdrops from water-lily leaves Nor does it make blushed plum buds fall from murky forest trees But when his mind is filled with thoughts of her Oh how She gets him on his knees She lurks deeply in his soul Her eyes,a golden tint of fireflies glowing into his own She kills him with her smile like hundred nights before and thousands moments gone Then walks away from the forbidden door Her fingerprints She leaves over his lips,across his cheeks and all her perfume in his sleep So every woman that ever goes to him to tease him with her kiss would know It would never be,no it wouldn't be His arms belong to their once upon a memory She is the owner of his heart and would never set it free She,She is still his sweetest dream His saddest song,an empty verse The sound of a child's laughter and chapters in between She is still the wild street flower The promise made to last The lady of his life The woman from the past


Copyright © Charmaine Chircop | Year Posted 2015


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Fireflies

we ran gleefully chasing the summer’s fireflies putting them in jars. . . those warm nights of our childhood - they flickered, and then were gone


Copyright © Andrea Dietrich | Year Posted 2015


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Breathless Southern Nights

Relaxing to a rain song serenade
Which breaks the stillness of hot southern nights
Fat bullfrogs harmonize while crickets play
A melting moon drips waxy yellow light

The motion of the porch swing cools your sweat
It's rhythm synchronizes with fireflies
Romantic nights like these remove regrets
Because they seem to somehow hypnotize

And yet to you they may not sound unique
With rain song serenades and melting moon
Our breathless southern nights have a mystique
Tranquility sings such a peaceful tune

If you think southern nights are not your thing
Come spend one with me on my old porch swing


  an original poem by Daniel Turner





Copyright © Daniel Turner | Year Posted 2016


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Let Me Come In

Suspended like a lemon drop
 on the tongue of night
the moon melts—

there was a child who eyed the sky
through his black lashes crows did fly

Haze, ever present,
on this humid September eve,
blurs the edges of reality
calling forth images 
	sweet beginnings
the howls of wolf—
the warmth of blood.

a teddy bear he held to him
Ma said the wolf cried—let me in

Fireflies fly near the 
sparkler’s
	spinning 
lamplight
bathes his white blanket in blue.

under the cover he runs boohoo
after all he was only two!



*2 rhythms- free verse & rhyming couplets

 


Copyright © Debbie Guzzi | Year Posted 2015


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All On A Summers Eve

The screen door droops lazily, slightly ajar
Crickets croon lullabies, heard from afar
Kid’s sticky faces, betray ice-cream bars
All on a summers eve

Legs peel off chairs, from the sticky, wet heat
Rocking chairs sway, creaking out restless beats
Mosquitoes, they feast upon my grass-stained feet
All on a summers eve

Young lovers strip down, kissing perchance to swim
As jealous moon watches, and sunset grows dim
The sand dunes heat up, begging for skin on skin
All on a summers eve

Bold daisies flirt, nodding their modest heads,
Ivory faced roses blush, burning them red
Tiny seeds toss, and then shoot from their beds
All on a summers eve

Butterflies tease, as they flit-flutter by
Somewhere a windowsill holds fresh baked pie
Magic is born within jars of fireflies
All on a summers eve

Wild, woodland faeries dance in faerie rings
Children will grin, picking flowers to bring, to
Their surprised mothers, whose thankful hearts sing
All on a summers eve

Fishes gaze warily at worm-hooked poles
Marshmallows roast above fiery coals
Keen mother horses watch boisterous foals
All on a summers eve

Impatient winds blow, making love to the trees
Zephyrs entice; then enrage the calm seas
While lilies and hyacinths bewitch the breeze
All on a summers eve

Love will be found, and remembered, and made
Peace is a book, an old tree and its shade
Summer to me, tastes like cold lemonade
All on a summers eve

So, come with ye, summer; be gone snow and sleet!
I long to feel grass on the soles of my feet
And jump in the river as suns rays retreat
All on a summers eve



Shared 2nd place winner in Karen Neary's Summer Enchantment Rhymed 
poetry contest. Thank you!!!


Copyright © Kristin Reynolds | Year Posted 2008


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Slow Hand - An Erotic Romance

Walking past each other and just by chance
My heart skips a beat and my knees turn weak
Your eyes lock with mine in a fleeting glance
In a ricochet of emotion I just cannot speak 

Our time cut short on that exotic island resort
Mutual attraction that grew, our emotions weren’t slow
But alas contact lost aft’ that last kiss at the port
Intimacy so fleeting - regrets of letting you go

We were star crossed lovers on that fateful day
I remember that last time when you held me so tight
Now per chance we meet thousands of miles away    
‘Neath the same blanket of stars and a moon like tonight ~ ~ 

* “As the midnight moon, was driftin’ through ~ The lazy sway of the trees ~ I saw the look in your eyes, lookin' into mine ~ I’m seeing what you wanted to see
Darlin' don't say a word, cause I already heard ~ What your body's sayin' to mine You’re tired of fast moves ~ You’ve got a slow groove ~ On your mind”

Swirling sparkling shades of colours that mix and smudge
It’s been so long but there’s no cause to rush
Run you lips on my neck feel our naked skins touch 
Nipples a tingling and a warm spreading flush

Your soft slow hand feels like flitting fireflies 
You whisper my name, I’m enchanted tonight
Soft moans of pleasure and my passionate sighs 
Play with me, sway with me and feel my delight ~ ~

* “You want a man with a slow hand ~ You want a lover with a easy touch
You want somebody who will spend some time ~ Not come and go with a heated rush  Baby believe me I’ll understand ~ When it comes to love, you want a slow hand”

My nerves aglow like the tips of optic fibres
Your touches trigger firework displays to ignite
Seeking and teasing my spot of torrid desires 
Impatiently craving our eminent fusion tonight 

Opening like a flower dripping with a dewy spritz
Ecstasy overflows with your slow hand in motion
Electrostatic sparks on my tongue, skin and lips
Sip my summer wine that’s the nectar of my passion ~ ~

* “Darlin', don't say a word, 'cause I already heard ~ What your body's sayin' to mine   If you want it all night ~ You know it's alright ~ I’ve got the time”

I tantalise your tumescent core with silken caresses 
Erotically teasing you with tiny feather like tickles
Like the soft waving flutter of butterflies winged kisses 
Thrilling sensory overload of silver waves and ripples

All else out of focus on a soft cloud of passion
Exquisite pleasure on the crest of a fire
No words that are needed or any explanation 
The endless waves of emotion that transpire ~ ~

* “You got a man with a slow hand ~ You got a lover with an easy touch
You got somebody who will spend some time ~ Not come and go in a heated rush Baby believe me I’ll understand ~ When it comes to love, you want a slow hand”

My hips arching high meeting your ardent thirst
Fill my ocean - savour my delight
Rhapsody of fluttering sensations - a volcanic burst 
Come with me - the world’s ours tonight 

Basking in the enchantment of an afterglow
An amorous haze of amber swirls and coral sand
With crystal clear waters and sparkling sand below
At long last I’ve found you in this island fairyland

Acknowledgement:
My appreciation to RP (the Reluctant Poet) for his creative input on a delicate sensual theme that we’ve all experienced sometime.

POTD 16 Aug 2017

* Lyric 'Slow Hand' Music and Video Clip Citation and Reference:
Video Clip and Lyrics 'Slow Hand' by Phantasm 2000AD Published on Nov 2, 2008 Elvis Returns Standard You Tube licence. 

All rights of the Lyrics, video and track belong to the original Copyright owners. The original Lyrics written by J. Warren Bettis, first released sung and released in May 1981 by the Pointer Sisters and subsequently sung by various artists including Elvis in the above clip.

Lyrics of the song in quotes and italics and referenced with and asterisk has been transcribed as a read to be followed with the song. It is not intended to be or claimed as part of the above poetry verses.


Copyright © Maria Williams | Year Posted 2017


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- Psychedelic Whistle Plays a Rhythm Into the Darkness -

 

Entering the dark side of a moonbeam on this evil lens of life,
A gruesome old man recreates a murder time and time again, 
As the cold and lonely howling bitterness of the night escapes. 
The psychic contrasts go up in a surreal smoke-filled entirety.
This is not lost to the all-seeing consciousness of the cosmos.

Moaning a malefic agony of selfish needs devours all that’s good, 
Whilst under black leather gloves bleached deadly-white his bones, 
Fill the heart expelled with a legion of grieving spirits—sad and lost.
A maze doth open as Dark Demons are made of rotten plank ridges,
And scraps of empty emotions that maketh them all deliciously evil.

Inside ashes intoxicated with the Hallowed Eve's evil kiss bringeth 
All a Gorgon-like gift so cursed and raised in Lucifer’s own Hellfire. 
Leaveth them to their executioners and wash your own hands clean!
Cain within life's garden dwells as a zombie—a grief-stricken animal,
As a psychedelic whistle plays a rhythm into the darkness of the cosmos.
 
Ebony darkness seduces as a fire burns black ebony removing the flesh. 
Ice-cold tears in anxiety fall, shouting loudly that nobody sees nor hears
The jealous whimpering of jackals needing love with no way to find it. 
There remains emotionless beings who kill passion with a crocodile’s bite.
Fear not the tempting by Lucifer as long as the silver crucifix adorns thee! 
 
Fireflies born in a hellish fury cast in anger the past sins of those doomed, 
Yet they can be "Bearers of an Ancient Light” for things good and noble,
If they can passeth through the veil of evil and darkness into God’s light. 
When the smoke blows away pride there’s no remorse only danger ahead! 
The silence afterwards is deafening to those of holy-pure mortal blood! 

Understanding of reality loses its meaning in this evil realm of darkness,
As an agonising pain is cleared in an eclipse found under “Hate's Trigger.” 
Under a deep crater twilight ghosts rise as “Shadow Beggars of Despair,”
Whilst feeling unholy torment in nerve fibers of a past-life enchantment.
Only Lucifer knows this truth as he collects souls for eternal damnation!

Uncanny conversations are secret and bloody-confused in Hell’s own pit. 
Rising from the ashes unhappy beasts mark the ground with sharp claws, 
As disoriented tongues of envy are struck down by lightning bolts blinded.
Lucifer knows the omnipotence of the psychedelic whistle as it plays its
Rhythm bewitching all lost souls as they enter the darkness of the cosmos!  




19.05.2017
Anne-Lise Andresen, Gary Bateman, and Liam McDaid
A Collaborated Poem, Copyright © All Rights Reserved
 (Narrative)


Copyright © Sunshine Smile | Year Posted 2017


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ANYTHING GOES ON A SUNDAY


As I claim my own parcel of solitude from yesterday's banging boom, I see heaven expanding through you in me: fireflies glow so rare as Sunday’s bliss, never mind if there is a call for patience when holy hours rise upon the lines of your mouth; resting on the ledge of a private oasis. This I cannot enter... the night curfew drifts gently and quietly yet full of love's spaces; O the hush of your mouth tender as harp's rhtymn I want to kiss. My parcel of solitude becomes yours while we listen to the same monastic silence, gazing at paper mache stars alone and together-- until we close our eyes, snuggle into our world, and then... John Hamilton's Your Best Free Verse Love Poem--2 2/19/2017 Originally written 12.29.2016


Copyright © nette onclaud | Year Posted 2016


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Silver Threaded Divertimento



Watching a sway of a Chinese lantern
in colors the shade of your smile,
paper laced dreams in curvature shapes
suspended by silver threads
 
Ripples of koi pond whispers
slowly beckon in moonlit gestures,
as we sit counting fireflies,
hypnotized by our beating hearts
 
Cascading serenade,
enchanting the evening divertimento
Lotus blossom fingertips softly
caress parted lips…smooth
 
As I drink in your fragrance,
tasting the flavors, your moistened lips
simmering upon each breath…
warm, offering a honeyed embrace
 
Gazing longingly upon porcelain skin,
a tempting star shine glow…
we melt as one, mouths entwined
drenched in serenity
 
while deep within our silence we speak,
not of voice…but of love



Copyright © Chris Green | Year Posted 2016


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An Ebony Night

Feeling smug about its certainty
night anticipates daylight’s demise.
And when scattered shades of gray gather
blue finds sanctuary in your eyes.

As crimson flames melt a stained-glass sky
Sol's scarlet orb reluctantly sinks.
And night dilutes the essence of light
as silhouettes absorb blackened inks.

Vermilion colors the horizon
as fireflies flash signals in the air.
And dusk creates magical moments
that lonely lovers secretly share.

Darkness descends like a shroud of smoke
snuffing out any lingering light.
And in the fabric of time and space
stars confetti an ebony night.

A golden moon pools in the heavens
gilding waters of a wishing well.
And silence mutes the beat of two hearts
held captive in love’s hypnotic spell.


Copyright © Emile Pinet | Year Posted 2015


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A HAY FIDDLE FIDDLE

The full fallow moon was hung low in July
 As white stars & fireflies lit the night sky,
A sight to behold was the feline bold'
Drawing sighs from the violin, his arms did enfold
He played on the breeze to the harvest to come
As An orchestra of crickets rasped to each thrum.'
He raised now the tempo and thought
 Of a dish & a spoon that had shone
In delighted dedication....As off they did run!
And so he made ‘paws' quaffing wine from a tun,
Then throwing the fiddle up tight to his chin
He forgot about thinking in pursuit of more din!
The cow swished her tail to the music he made
As the dog danced the polka, through a small garden maze
He played till the pearly dawn light did show
Then the crickets fell silent; and the bird calls did grow!
He slept where he fell, to bother no more...
As a ship makes its way to the safest of shores.’
As he turns in his slumber, as she rolls o'er the waves
He would hold no regrets ‘till the ending of days.'

©Joe Maverick 12-10-13


Copyright © Joe Maverick | Year Posted 2013


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You Cheated Our Son

I didn’t mind when you left me.
It was time to split; I agree.
We had our life and it was done,
But why’d you take away my son?

He needed his father, can’t you see?
You cheated him; you cheated me.

I think of those days flyin' kites,
Catchin’ fireflies summer nights,
Jumpin’ into the swimmin’ hole.
These treasured times meant more than gold.

He needed his father, can’t you see?
You cheated him; you cheated me.

Those tears he cried, wavin' goodbye,
I turned away, my tears to hide.
You took him many miles away,
But I still think of him each day.

He needed his father, can’t you see?
You cheated him; you cheated me.

I call and you hang up the phone.
Next time I see him, he’ll be grown.
The bond we had was special to us,
But it vanished with that Greyhound bus.

He needed his father, can’t you see?
You cheated him; you cheated me.



*Entry for Paula’s “Play Me a Cheatin’ Song” contest


Copyright © Carolyn Devonshire | Year Posted 2011


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One Way Ships - Part 1

Flings and wings and rings rejected… Cupid’s arrows fly deflected… “It clearly is too late” she signed, “to love, adore or pay me mind” Penciled lines drew cruel conclusions mocking mirror’s cracked illusions… Sometimes, in time, I hang awhile, reflected in her parting smile Drifting wan, below unheeding worried, wounded suns a’ bleeding… Struck dumb by night, no way to say “Let’s sound the stars another way” Shaking sands frame distant smokestacks, shanty towns, forsaken oak shacks… Pursuing dusk, collapsed and dyed, the docile dolphin deftly stride beyond behind the ebbing tide, towards One-Way Ships of sunken pride Gypsy dreamer in denial… Sleep and slumber standing trial… I never really ever slept inside the cryptic walls she kept Martian moons provoke the oceans… Strange enchantments stir the potions… The mutant molten purple skies ignite subconscious fireflies Voiceless echoes feigning laughter… Crushing quiet screaming after… Vague vagaries pretend to sleep, my conscience crumbles in a heap Startled stars at dawn are slacking… Still her tempest sail is tacking… In fractured dreams sere silhouettes blow foghorns, trumpets, clarinets… Discarded glowing cigarettes tinge One-Way Ships with pale regrets Cold cathedral clocks upended… Frozen second hands suspended… Beneath the gauze of time I try to while away somewhere nearby Ticking-tocking time’s a’ tolling… Cruel eternity’s cajoling… The future, tattered, calls bereft, with nothing but her shadows left Brigantines skim gated grottos… Distant divas voice vibratos… Though eons pass, then intermix, I’m trapped ’tween time’s untallied ticks Conquered candles flicker faintly… Braided tresses quiver quaintly… Demystified, untamed in time, her face is traced in puppet mime… Amorphous tongues of jangled rhyme hail One-Way Ships that glide sublime Bolts of lightning flash unkindly… Stoned, alone, I huddle blindly… I drain another dram and bray “she’s far too far too far away” Twisted waterwheels a’ thirsting… Flaming flower buds a’ bursting… Adrift, I stagger far below their unchained magic rainbow glow White crowned wave crests break unbounded… Shackled seashore sands lie pounded… Unleashed, beyond the bridled world, her silver sails, cut loose, unfurled Captive bluebirds nest in baskets… Morning glories cover caskets… Wee ballerinas swirl and spin while giant jokers smirk and grin and, wasted, I withdraw within carved One-Way Ships in flasks of gin
Continued in Part 2


Copyright © Terry O'Leary | Year Posted 2012


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The Forest Green....

As early dawns sunlight, of golden glass....

Now drips from the ambient forest of green

Showers of light reflected, from across the pond

Gazing amid the cabins threshold; these love laced thoughts

A nightingale lingering; singing atop the windows ledge
 
Faraway whispers, from the preludings winds of time....

Ushering these images, beyond the corridores of ones soul

Still waters resurgent; resplendent, upon the silverish blue

Alluvions resillence, painted in criterion before my eyes

Lavishly renewed colours, brushed gently this heart of mine....

Fireflies and butterflies, floating through the turquoise sky

Melodies atop this brilliant canvas', carousels of life ~

But, as the pendulums gravities of truth sway inside my mind

I find myself within a fortitude of ponder; fortified
 
By the realization that not all is fairytales and or, ice cream rides....

Pestilence of plights befalling millions and who's wrong or right?

Thus in the referendum of self, one must choose and decide

The ways of justice, balanced upon the scales of conscious

Betwixt the pabulums dividing lines of love and hate?

And a poet writes....

Peering across the pond unto the other side

Beautiful faces beautiful eyes, beautiful hearts and beautiful lives

Red Robins sing and White Swans they fly ~

Embracing them all; this knowing; these treasures inside!?

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The forest green....
                   



Copyright © John Rhinem | Year Posted 2010