Best Halves Poems
Secret kisses in the dark make endless night seem bright;
Endless kisses from the heart, my mind and soul's delight.
I alone know the gift you bring of rose-resplendent light;
Alone I know the things you bring, that bring my smiles to life.
Soul-safe in your arms, and this darkness sinks from sight;
Holding you, caressing you, our spirits one in flight.
The colours you bring, hues of rhodonite and rubellite;
The songs you sing, soothing vibrations through indigo night.
A loving word, a tender touch, colours burst and ignite;
A look, a smile, a certain style, I crave with all my might.
A love inspired by the sensual words that you write;
Loving you could mean, to me, there is no wrong or right.
With our words combined poetic vision takes flight;
With our words entwined lovers' hearts unite.
The warmth you bring, a click, a love that feels so right;
The love you give, a click, comforts me every night.
Sending messages with my keys, hoping to excite;
Receiving messages from your keys, our hearts unite
When you touch me in tranquil amethyst twilight;
When moonlight touches us in the grey and blue of night.
Co- writen for the contest with John H Loving III and Charlotte Puddifoot
Categories:
halves, lovewords, love, me, sensual,
Form:
Rhyme
We both loved someone, who ripped us in half,
A fraction of our heart, is what we have.
We've tried so many times, to fix the break,
Only to make the glass more jagged, in our wake.
We've fought so hard, to recreate,
We've put at risk, our emotional state.
We've known each other, for so long,
And probably only sometimes thought, we belong.
These two halves, we both hold,
Let's put them together, and make a whole!
I promise I'll be loyal, and you do too,
We only have one heart, if we break it, we'll be through.
Through my heart, the words found their way,
As I anticipate, what you will say.
Categories:
halves, love
Form:
Couplet
Think of me,
In times of darkness,
When you cannot see,
Nor make sense.
I will come,
Only for you,
To aid the one,
Who has a heart so true.
We have been broken,
By those we care for,
By the words they've spoken,
Yet that was before.
Now we have each other,
And love everlasting,
We will not bother,
With the molds they are casting.
Two halves to form one heart,
Stitched together with passion,
That cannot be torn apart,
No matter anyone's action.
So from fire came beauty,
And hatred bred love,
What was drowning at sea,
Has risen above.
Categories:
halves, appreciation, devotion, heart, love,
Form:
Rhyme
Dedicated to a dear friend.
You needed me and I needed you, but we were never ours to lose.
* * * * * *
I never felt complete.
I knew something was missing, a part of me.
Now I know it was the other halves of my heart and soul,
My love, my kindred spirit.
I never knew how to feel full.
Was never fully happy – not with missing pieces.
Can anyone have three halves?
I do. Myself and two others.
First… my lover, my home, my best friend.
Who stood by me through mistakes and poor decisions.
Who has been nothing but loyal and true.
So what am I to do?
Once you build the foundation you can’t move the castle.
Then… my kindred spirit, my freedom, my bliss.
Who within moments defeated my demons and set me free.
Who has taught me trust like no other ever could.
So what am I to do?
We still have that castle on a cloud.
But we don’t live on a cloud. I feel the earth between my toes.
One other half of my soul lives in a body who is, never was, and never will be mine.
That’s right, I said ‘never’.
‘Never say never’. Why hold on to this hope?
We are such fools. Always have been.
Fools for our other halves.
One ‘other half’ will forever be chained to anybody but me.
The other ‘other half’ is, was and always will be mine.
My heart is for both, in different ways.
Now I am as full as I can be. I have found my halves.
Being happy is not having what you want,
But having what you need,
And wanting what you have.
I am happy...
We asked: ‘how can one live in black and white after seeing in colour?’
I have an answer: ‘because we know what colour looks like...’
We know what to look for, how it feels,
How to see it through the black and white – even turn it into colour.
Remember? How to see.
For some, their other halves are in one body –
Filling both the heart and the soul,
But not for me. I have three halves.
I never knew where my pieces were.
Then I found one. Then the other found me.
Only one can fit my puzzle – yes, halves can only be two.
But why be sad about bliss?
I am happy…
Because I no longer wonder about my pieces.
May not be mine, but they are both safe.
I am happy…
Categories:
halves, beauty, courage, devotion, friendship,
Form:
Free verse
I guess the better halves like dine,man and dong;
To let the bitter halves have wine,woman and song.
---- Princefreakasso
(Artist and Poet)
Categories:
halves, funny
Form:
Couplet
In confidence, at three-card Monte when I'd choose,
A complete mark, I found myself destined to lose.
Pulling rabbits out of hats I was just a twit;
As a rank amateur whose hand always got bit.
Many times, I stacked poker decks to force an Ace
But wound up, predictably, with red on my face.
Underneath shiny tin cups, I shuffled dry peas
But bumbled badly with high regularity.
"Predictable" my friends told me since I was ten
Because I lost so oft, even I said “Amen.”
Asked one time to saw a woman in half and then
To quickly put back her beauteous halves again.
Instead, I swept her up my arms, asking to wed;
Unpredictably, to me it was “yes,” she said.
12/04/2019
Categories:
halves, beauty, humorous, magic, success,
Form:
Sonnet
As two halves make a whole
I feel a friendship about to unroll
You see the darkest parts of my soul
In which I have no control
As I with you I must admit
without even knowing it
Between us there is a bond
One we must not despond
For the words we write
Put us in quite a fright
For that we will fight
For the happiness to come to sight
Categories:
halves, friendship, hope
Form:
Rhyme
better-half
half-loved
half-learned
half-dead
Categories:
halves, life, relationship, satire,
Form:
Free verse
Night walks to dawn’s light
And hopes stand shoulder’s height
To welcome the anecdotes of the Halves
With convincing looks and warm embrace
Flashing your dainty disarming smiles
Echoes my heart rhythms from a mile
For this long missed kinship
Now blossom on the hands of friendship ?
It has been so profound
A life time half have I found ?
Strengthened is the blood bond
Which will never be a dry pound
Yet I find it hard to comprehend ?
While others try to apprehend
When their nothing to fear
Or anything else to compare
I am proud of the minutes we shared
And bless every second I cared
Even when you are not mine to dare
The wondering touch was glare
Let the heavens witness this uncommon tenderness
The earth sing of this genuine happiness
Even as we part to meet in earnest
Sois los mejores! {You’re the Best}?
Categories:
halves, best friend, brother, feelings,
Form:
Rhyme
Me and him and her
we are all.
He is confident and forceful,
she is doubting and horrible.
Me,
I am stuck in the middle.
on my own.
Only getting attention
when I quietly demand
and subtly moan.
Friend or foe?
They toe the party line,
they are me.
They tell me great things
that I do
and things I see.
They give me reason
and hold my esteem
fast like glue.
Outside:
I am at the bottom
not even one foot on a rung,
not even a clue.
So tell me why,
if you can.
I should not live with my two?
Star and celeb I am in their time.
Here I can do no wrong,
I have committed no crime.
They may scream and yell,
but they do tell;
true lies.
So I'm going to stay in my place,
Alerted inside:
to your other world,
inquisition spies.
Trying fragile heart:
while I dry my eyes.
I work in mental health and was inspired to write of someone I know who has schizophrenia.
Categories:
halves, angst, confusion, depression, health,
Form:
Free verse
The sun woke me today
for it’s a non-Denominational orb
a once upon a time God
The sun rose, as it is wont to…
at once playful and somber
taking in all of the Earth’s delights,
tickling the lids of a bifurcated globe
casting into darkness
as many as it elevates into light.
The sun woke me today
a peachy-pink glow
seeped through my lids
as the English ivy countered
with a slight bend of its vine
toward the dirty winter window.
On the dark side birds found their nests
babies found their cradles
most found needed rest
as the sun also brings the night.
Categories:
halves, nature, me, sun,
Form:
Free verse
Slashed and burnt to golden brown
Frowned upside down, prithee now
Come diagonally to get here clown
Romp in delight as you were never found
Wanting, were you?
Wanton greedy bastard, turn back now
Carry on then in your mortal sin, how
Do you do it darling? Tongue in cheek
Take a peek into your shadow, we'll
Not find you meek, will we?
Peasantry, just busy yourself elsewhere
For you are half the man you used to be
Half a sentence.
Just does not do you justice, betray me
For a dollar and a dime, walk behind the times
You spit on me as you past
Willows on the ridge in a hurricane, spent
More time with I, I implore you to look above
Before you too, find your wings lying there
On hallowed ground, soggy, muddy,
Halved
Categories:
halves, faith, philosophy, religion,
Form:
Free verse
*Note: in retrospective response to my poem, Three Halves*
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I was a lump of clay awaiting inspiration,
Filled with potential, yet without formation.
Now I am shapeless, free to roam the skies,
My body, it seems, is made of butterflies.
And they are preparing to explode into life,
In every direction, from the joy to the strife.
I have had my first love, I have had the bliss,
I have had the pleasure, yet none do I miss.
I had thought I was missing the parts to my whole,
All the searching, I know now, has taken its toll,
I have learned that I need nothing but what is me,
They had made me believe I was broken, you see.
We’ve no castle on a cloud, nor one on the ground,
But this I don’t care, for in you I have found
A completeness of self, I am missing no part,
I have no lost pieces, I am Kintsugi art.
Every moment we share is a page in our book,
One day we’ll reflect on the journey we took.
We take turns writing words, thinking each letter through,
And when the time comes I will read it to you.
Though it will not be easy, I can already see,
I embrace it with pride, you are worth it to me.
For I’d thought I would settle for less than I planned,
But now I will thrive, for you’ll be my man.
Categories:
halves, adventure, love,
Form:
Rhyme
Two parts lowered in a boundless ocean of fierce passion.
Two slices run across to frame a conspicuous association.
There wasn't a unique heart in this graceful world, at any rate.
Willingly, he was part of a pair, and the other is his soulmate.
He realistically was nearby a half-lost from his original half.
Until you mildly strike each other under moon glow gaff.
Learn of those who cope with the ill issues of proper reverence!
Two halves come together, despite the sizeable distance.
Written: January 21, 2022
Categories:
halves, analogy, appreciation, beauty, community,
Form:
Couplet
The Gods split us in half;
from two mouths and four eyes,
from two noses and four legs,
from two hairlines and four hands,
we became one, singular -
Plato tells us so.
Yet we continue, we strive,
to merge and meld,
to link and join,
to hold and partner
and comfort and shroud
our 'other', our missing jigsaw piece.
Think of Noah and his two by two,
even condiments on dinner tables;
see proverbs with ying and yang,
feel gravity - a push and a pull.
What is flame without match?
What is ink without pen?
What is throw without catch?
What is egg without hen?
The Gods split us in two,
Plato tells us so,
and we search, search,
for the fingers and ears,
the toes and the lungs,
for the shins and spine,
the knees and the tongue
that make up our 'one';
our mosaic, whole.
But a hand and a paw,
or a mouth and a jaw;
an owner's skin and a scale,
or derrière and pet's tail,
can be that mosaic and jigsaw,
that split half, the key and the door
for some.
Categories:
halves, analogy, animal,
Form:
Free verse