Best Lost Lovelonging Poems
I go there sometimes to sit alone
And hang my feet over a stone
To hear the waters beating heart
And feel universal though alone
I go there when I am empty and in need
Of silence to grow in me like a seed
To see the veil of life like clouds depart
And let the doubt of love recede
I go there when I remember you
The rainbow we uttered to be true
And there by an older covenant tell
Old sorrows bring his mercies new
I go there sometimes to sit alone
And rest the tirednes in my longing bone
And watch the waters rise and swell
The way it was, and I hear you moan.
Solitary man in shadows without a face
I blush with lonely sting of longing from your eyes
With every reluctant step I falter my pace
How many times, my love, you've seen me passing by?
Do you remember when you saw me in the square?
I dropped my packages and quickly by my side..
You came to assist...but suddenly she was there
The sigh of pain that crossed our fate was in your eyes
Why fate is cruel, my love, that we may never meet?
I've walked this way in loneliness a thousand days
I know each pebble, stone, and crack upon your street
You stay imprisoned, like a wild bird in a cage
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Let not olden days aspire
All about the you and me
In wild, wild winter of desire
Longing and longing to be
In each other’s warmth
Love is in the air, they say
Oh, with it the minded minds
Vibrantly wish to live and sway
Embracing between the lines
Speechless faith does harm
Now that we both are in the
Arms of the great unbeknownst
Never been such our history
Crazy us that we surely own
Yonder mountain of distrust
Let not this fungus of love
Overwinter in dead leaves of the
Verdant tree of such belove
Entrapping souls to live in the
Same old alleys of our lust
Love is in the air, they say
Ah, with thoughts and dreams
If ego did not part our ways
Love, would it be so deem
Irresistible like us of yesterday
Lying here at dawn
empty arms longing for you,
a new heart you've found.
Morning embraces nightfall,
true love has forsaken me.
Kelly
By Nathan Hannen
When the shadows cast their dark shades on my heart
I think of you in my life, Holding my hand, Playing your part
Then your gone, Like a shadow that has dispersed
I walk in a dark lonely place, Treading on broken hearts, Their thoughts turn to
powder under my feet, Blown on a heartache wind
Alone with no voices to call for me, Deep black abyss, The darkness there swallows
the light
Then I see you standing there, Your face, Full and beautiful, No words are spoken,
Just you in my mind
Your hair flowing like a stream, Your stare, So intense, It feels like a dream
The contours of your body distort the light, a sunny beam, The strength in your
smile does'nt pass by me unforseen
Then darkness envelops me, No light strong enough to pierce my grief, Just my
heart, Longing for you
I love you
The End
Form:
Love sows bitter seeds, in this,
My infertile heart…
I reap a poor harvest,
And I starve my longing soul;
Dining out on coffee grounds –
On the acrid taste of stale romance
I am not brave enough for love;
The courage of a lion does not lie here,
Not in these sorry veins…
When tender arms surround me,
And a soft voice murmurs lullabies,
Then the panic rises –
Rears its ugly black head, and strikes
And, coward that I am, I run…
I run far away, into myself,
Into the black labyrinth of my twisted mind
Inside those hallowed halls I am safe;
And you -
The man with the sapphire eyes –
You cannot find me here
In this darkness I cower,
Sheltered by a cloak of fine-spun
Self deception
You may hammer on the doors,
You may call my name –
May carve your spells in my rocky eyes…
But I will still be blind;
And I will still hide
Until you turn away in despair,
Admit defeat, and leave no trace behind –
Nothing but the memory,
The sweet memory, of those haunting eyes
Those cerulean diamonds that enchant me so –
And the echo of your voice in my head will tease,
Will torment, until I fall to my knees,
Bang my frail skull against the walls of my tomb,
And curse myself for a fool
For condemning myself to this solitary gloom
The face once glowing with happiness and gay
Is now shadowed with signs of sadness and grey
Your stare wonders to a faraway place
With lines of concern carved in your face
Is this where my dreams have taken me
Is this the place I was meant to be
As you turn and smile with forced emotion
Your silhouette is enhanced by rays of the sun
It clearly shows what you try to hide
Your longing to leave glows in your eyes
Nothing should cloud your trueness to heart
May the wind be at your back both light and dark
With precious memories of their life's adventures
He now knows it is time to leave her
She smiles and relieves his hungry lust
For she knows all things happen for a must
Fly away, fly away, fly away high
Like a bird floating off into the sky
She watches as he follows to his dream place
As he leaves her sight she gives her grace
The face once shadowed with sadness and grey
Is now glowing with signs of happiness and gay
Her stare wonders to his faraway place
With smiles of sacrifice carved in her face
Long left and long right
A head swings to and fro
Inside a waltz repeats a loop
Outside the world careless goes by
His foot swings like a pendulum
Banging on a skirting board
They might say
“It’s sad, he’s mad”
He might say
“I remember we danced, in a trance”
Longing left and longing right
His heart yearns for his love
That left that night
Form:
a most rare diamond
in a crevice of the deepest cave
its radiance hidden from the world
the human eye deprived of its luster
a waste
what a waste
the magenta bloom of a rose
behind the winding thorny vines
of the thickened forest
its aroma diminished
before it can be breathed in
a waste
what a waste
a vibrant beauty longing for love
to be treasured but ignored
willing to promise her very being
to an indifferent man
full of his own interests
full of himself
a waste
what a waste
seconds turn to minutes.......waiting
minutes turn to hours...........still i wait
hours turn to days...........continuosly i wait
days turn to weeks...........determindly i wait
weeks turn to months...............unbelievably still i wait
months turn to years................forever more i'll wait
waiting for time to be on my side
waiting for this longing to be fulfilled
waiting for this pain to subside
waiting for what i truly want
waiting to see you again
waiting to be with you again
waiting for one thing only you
will you ever wait for me?
Form:
As the desire of flight hardens my veins,
Your eyes, cool as the earth, shot with filtered
sun, stay my limbs.
It’s difficult to believe in longing or sorrow
Beneath the eves of yew and hemlock.
Though stepping towards tarmac
Shatters my thin illusions.
You, my doe, exploding through underbrush,
Trump my desire for flight,
Even in the black recesses of wasted alleys
Reeking of piss and moral ineptitude.
Lover bring me solace.
With our souls bound
The minds intricate neurons
Enmeshing our whole.
Lover bring me peace.
When behind closed eyes
I travel wearing down reckless abandon
At least for an hour of fitful sleep.
You the well of my energy
Upon my thoughts, forever
A smile softly on grim lips.
You the response to my question.
You, my summer rose, glowing
in the morning of our lives.
Is ‘I love you’ enough?
For me, or you,
Or him?
Does it say all that needs saying?
Or share all that needs sharing?
I think not.
Will it roll off my tongue and straight onto yours?
A truth? Or a question? Or just vapid discourse?
It tells not of the promise I find in your eyes,
Or the song in your voice, although Sir, it tries.
Can’t speak of the fire that burns in your skin,
Or the stone of your heart which lustres within.
Fails to mention your presence, your detail, your touch,
The Sun in your hair, not the last straw I clutch.
In the fortress your arms make, I’d freely be held,
This unyielding longing just cannot be quelled.
..... But no matter, this phrase is better off dead,
..... Because to you, from me, it can never be said.
Form:
When we first started dating
I had no expectation of forever
I was content with the immediate
And enjoyed each moment with her
All the mundane chatter
And flirtatious wordplay
Leading to the longing looks
And the sentimental words of love
Back then time evaporated,
Hours seeming to pass in seconds
And in all those moments
Precluding our life together
The one thing we never had was silence
But that was then and this is now
And now the silence deafens me
No more chatter
Words are used miserly
As if endowed with great value
And not to be wasted
On flirtation or sentiment
Words, when used, now bite
With venomous spite
Moments now last an eternity
Clocks that once seemed to race through time
Run now in slow motion
Her contemptuous looks wither me
Longing now for my extinction
Form:
MIdnight Hour
Close your eyes
Drifting in darkened skies
Roam that place of private dream and thought
A world that is all your own: a place that judges not
Here your free to love, the love for so long you fought
Witless longing ,far beyond your power
Release, let love flower
Midnight hour
For the Trois Par Huit contest.
Eyes of Fire (for Devon)
Lost in the wind again
her eyes fire burning the life
out of mine - falling again
I believe she really loves me
but she is as distant as the leaves
flying everywhere
but never landing in my heart
Eyes of fire
body of desire
breasts, mountains
that I long to climb
but those eyes, blue, longing skies
I believe she really loves me
but she is like the moon
a longing of the mind
I want to believe
but she is gone
I want to believe
but she is afraid to love.
Deborah M. Priestly
poet/painter Out of the Blue Art Gallery
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