Best For The First Time Poems
POTD 10-5-19
Dedicated to My Inspiration, Timothy Lee
Joy harnessed from soft internal lightness
was pulse promised with attraction’s might
and sealed blissful bound by our first kiss …
with lips our hearts found their home address
Our emotive blessings deafen my questions
and ease my perception’s limitations
for you are my parceled Eden freedom …
our haven structure is couple completion
I chose marbled strength upheaval plans
that thru change I might someday know your name
and realize you like I breathe in nature …
no matter your season, it reaps my pleasure
For the first time in my heart’s entire life
I’ve no need to incite change thru strife’s design
and limp again within my dreams scorched rubble
to find my soulmate while my pains struggle
You were so familiar when I met you for the first time
My eyes couldn't believe, my brain was also denying
I thought I'll never fall in love again in this lifetime
But that moment, I observed some shift in my Paradigm
Grace on your face, luxury of your eyes were simply sublime
You were politely smiling as if you are all mine
Believe me! Everything was magical around at that time
Your diet coke which you couldn't drink and even my soda lime
You were so simple and even ambience was also fine
But why I was still nervous like a kid of class nine
You were watching me and dude I was dying!
But, somehow I managed to ignore your infectious smile
I was clearly able to see my inspiration in your eyes
In return, I could offer you just a genuine and honest sign
That night, I couldn't erase the impression of you on my mind
Do you even know that stealing heart is also a crime?
You reminded me of someone I have never met in lifetime
Oh dear, it's me only in you and that's what I saw for the first time
Today I saw her
As if for the first time
She had aged dramaticly
Deep lines all over her face
crippled and deformed she was now
Barely clinging to life
When once she was so beautiful
So full of energy strength and perfectly
Shape from head to toe
I recall many complimenting her beauty
I felt so proud
Yet now I felt a deep fearing pain in my heart
Now I've noticed how
She looked tired and worn out
As if she once fought many battles
Yet won few
Many scars she worn upon her skin deep and thick
They were
But not as many nor as deep as the ones
She wore unpon her heart
She had not always been good in her life
Fallen to bad habits and bad decisions
Selfish and cold hearted at one point
I had spent many years angry at her and even
Maybe a little hate
But when I saw her today for the first time
I heard criies so loud and it was my heart breaking
I knew then I had always loved her
And now in her old age sickened by her past choices
Clinging to life
yet knowing death peeks from around the corner
I realized I shouldn't have wasted so much time
Holding on to what cannot be changed
I realized that precious moments will
Never have another chance
And I have lost them because of my own poor choices
Now as I watch my mother slowly and painfully go
I will be losing someone that is so dear to my heart
That has shared more than half of my life
With me and there is no more time
To show her how much I love her
Now when I seen her for the first time
I saw how precious she was to my heart
I saw how much more I will be alone
I saw one half of me being gone
I saw just how much she meant....
The birds are chirping
the sky is blue
the trees are green
and so are you
i fell in love
for the first time
my girl is pretty
my girl is smart
she is an angel
and she is fun
nothing is missing
and it's all fine
today i'm trying
to be just nice
see the gay couple
down the street
kissing each-other
like little birds
the neighbor is common thief
must have a strong reason for it
my boss can keep
my whole paycheck
and go away and take a break
i'll work for him my entire life
and don't pay me the overtime
today Snooki looks just like J Lo
and the mule next door
like Barry White
God this is just a perfect day
i'm all pumped-up
and that's OK...
I dreaded the thought of appearing old,
Until I thought of stories quietly told,
Of my grandmother's prime;
As if I looked for the very first time
At her face and into her eyes...
Now, seeing who she was beyond age's disguise.
Here I am, in my older year
With my own grey hair
And all the other things to bare,
Hopefully without despair;
For I am somewhat self-aware
And in many ways, this is the time of my life where
I believe I began getting there
In terms of life fulfillment and repair,
Both with and without err.
Living and giving my unique love and care---
My own facade, I too wear.
My hope is, to honor her now; here.
09/10/15
Steep are the crags of the Macgillicuddy Mountains,
Steep are the mountains that slope down to the sea.
Deep are the streams and the fast flowing rivers,
Deep are the feelings that are stirring in me.
I look across the picturesque valleys,
I watch the birds fly, swoop and dive.
I now realise that we are really over,
For the first time for a long time, I feel so alive.
I have been hoping and clinging to a memory
Of a love that just didn’t last.
But now I accept that it's over and done,
It’s behind me and I’ve left it in the past.
I’ve come home to Kerry, to Kerry's mountains,
To the place where I was born.
My spirits are restored and I am healing,
My heart is no longer broken and torn.
I feel like I did back in my childhood,
Again I feel happy and truly free
Everyday is a new beginning,
An excitement is building up in me.
Steep are the crags of the Macgillicuddy Mountains,
Steep are the mountains that slope down to the sea.
Deep are the streams and the fast flowing rivers,
Deep are the feelings that are stirring in me.
I look across the picturesque valleys,
I watch the birds fly swoop and dive.
I now realise that we are really over,
For the first time for a long time, I feel so alive.
For the first time for a long time, I feel so alive.
Dive deep
into my inner place
once more, maybe twice.
Fly while standing still,
as I did before
I learned the truth.
Lose myself in painting
to the point of no breath
or thought beyond the canvas.
Write with abandon
about heart, butterflies,
and her fierce beauty.
Walk among white marble tombs,
eat crawfish jambalaya,
dance the zydeco.
One more glass of wine,
just the one...
Any more and I’m lost.
Never lose myself again
to the blackness
of no memory.
Poetically I speak to your heart
The tears of time are bitter sweet
The dreams of old are torn apart
Oceans of sadness finally meet
Never found when push comes to shove
Looking for sun in the darkness night
Perpetually caught in the whisper of love
Never knowing what's wrong or right
Searching the shore's for a grain of hope
Intertwined with destiny and fate
This world was always a downward slope
Meeting for the first time at heavens gate
I am adopted and a single child
having a stammer since pre-school
I also loved soccer to play and watch
at 12, I got to go to my first game, real cool!
This was fab to go on my own
for the very first time just me
a real sense of freedom I stood there
on the terrace standing tall as a tree
That was the first of many games
throughout lots of years
many victories among many defeats
the atmosphere and thrill tingle my ears
Looking back now to a special memory
that first day lies special in my heart
feeling that sense of security but free
this was to mould me in no small part
That day prepared me for future life
whatever struggles of life would face
the grounding I made then framed me
to lift myself over every hilltop without a trace
i'm talking world war three blues
and how the baubles resemble the planet neptune
one kid has trashed the grotto
flameless LED tea light candles on the mantlepiece
another exclaims, 'can we stop talking and just take
the photo?'
a girl says she wants a telescope
a boy says he wants a crane
another says a fraggle stick car
helicopter parent and coo coo bonko
my daughter doesn't recognise me
tears of a clown stuff
a kid claims the beard is fake and i say, 'look...',
i tell a family from germany
we can take a hundred photos, i don't mind,
i will get the son that red double-decker bus
you're wonderful people
they leave
the boss pokes his head round the door and says,
'brilliant, boy.'
Sister, older Sister you I finally met and and starting to know
I met you and wished you did not have to go
I love your black, silky hair and especially your grace
...and that beautiful blouse with all of that lace
I watched you close to see if you looked like me and that I did not see
..I still love that you are a big sister to me
Harsh tones when you speak
We didn't even have the same feet
Your eye lashes so thick and long
I can't express enough how much I hate that you are gone
Though the miles between us are not very far
I already hate that we are apart
I notice that you liked some of the same hobbies that I enjoy
I have three boys and one girl and you have three girls and a boy
I looked at your finger and we had the same mole in the same place
...but we did not resemble in the face ; (
Though you were much taller and your frame was larger then mine
I regret that our memories together are way behind
The next time I see you
...it will still be catch up on old times, say our goodbye and I love you too
Send a message to our Mommy please
Tell her that this is probably the best thing she ever done for me
Form:
Seeing him on the hot summer day
Swimming in the big blue ocean
We caught eachs others eyes
I looked into his soft but tough sky blue eyes
With my dark big brown eyes
His bleach blonde hair flipping back
As he is running to me
I knew he was the one for me
On this summer day
Back again for the first time
Waves travel from mid ocean to the shore line
The rain drop falls from leaf to leaf in the amazon
Birds mate and create
The souls of soul mates die together
What we have is temporary
But was meant to be like a prince becoming king
I look at you, you look at me
And I see myself looking back at me
The glare of your eyes have history
A history that consist of you and me
Sometimes we don’t see what it can be
But I can be a good companion if you let me
I’m in awe at our connection
Nothing is but the match is perfection
We were meant to cross paths but I can walk with you for now
I don’t where we’ll go but lets not question it right now
Lets not pressure it
let it flow
you give and ill take and ill give back more
when we met our hearts spoke but we didn’t hear it
now we hear them loud and clear because were in the mist of it
I’m glad I met you, you weren’t hard to get to
I asked god for a friend, and he delivered you
So next life time we know what to do
Weather we’re butterflies, or birds I’m going to find you
And kiss you.
I will never forget you
On a shelf in my heart there’s a photo of you
Winds carry messages from land to land
The grown man is still a baby boy in his mother’s eyes
Spring will bring new life with it
The love in a friendship will never die in vain
Here we are; back for the first time
6/20/16
I dreaded the thought of looking old until I thought of stories untold of my grandmother's prime, as if I looked for the very first time at her face and in her eyes who she was beyond disguise.
Where are you tonight?
Are you okay? Are you alright?
Do you ever think of me too?
Because, I so often think of you.
Does your mind wonder back there?
Can you still smell the honey suckle in the air?
You could have stolen the thunder out of the night skies,
With those, oh, so blue blue eyes.
Your voice could have robbed the wonder from the earth.
And take the sky of its gentleness, for what it’s worth.
Do you remember moving to a rhythm of our own?
In a love that was not said but shown.
Was it thunder or our own hearts beating wild into the night?
And just like that, in a flash, fires ignite.
Passion burned deep red and hot, desire ran deep,
You stole my heart in a ravenous sweep.
The heavens broke in a thunderous burst.
As I whispered to you, “you’re the first.”
Then passionate fire rained down,
And love fell softly all around.
Oct, 2nd, 2000
Sarah Comstock