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I Think Of You - An Alternative Universe - 6


From childhood it was a world of two...you and I...
I leaned lightly, leisurely against your heart and you let me in.

We were five I use to draw you rose scented flowers
using an ordinary led pencil. Youth! The world was ours.

Seven!  I know that was the first time I saw you blush.
I whispered a song for you so no one else would hear.

Oh when we were nine! The potato sack race.  I entered with Lisa.
 You gave me that look. Oh that look!  And you  left without a word.

At eleven years old I had my "magic wink". "A Magic Wink" you'd
say sarcastically.  How it made you giggle to make fun of it.

It was at thirteen we decided to burn the gym floor with our moves.
Our first dance.  You stole my breath. Emptied the room of oxygen.

Fifteen...we started running and my God we ran and ran...
our shoe prints dug into the concrete. It was then I knew. Forever.

Then suddenly at seventeen in the slip of time you left, dissapeared.
Stunned! I slept through the next two years even in the full light of day.

At nineteen I swam an endless pool but even the chlorine couldn't
clear your scent from my memory as my spirit filled out hard as steel.

Was it on my twenty first birthday you showed up? You showed up
 tried to hug me hello. Silent! Cold! I turned and walked away.

Was I still twenty one when I apologized for that day. When you asked 
for an explanation. I recited false words but we both knew. Hurt for hurt.

Then at twenty five we still had issues to work out. I asked you bluntly 
why you cut me loose in the prime of our youth. You my first and only.

I asked the question that burned in my gut. Without words your eyes spoke. 
You were still in love with me. There was only me. I your first and only.

Finally our lips met to never part again. Left to wonder why, I accept our 
lives without an answer. My love was that. Why would I have let you go?

Older than old now. One last time you leave. Death makes this choice. 
Alone again I remember how I never knew why once you left.

Not everything  is explained or understood,
like music by a one arm man playing a violin.

I sport my blank stare. Naked is the body of life.
Mystery sings blind the song of the lark!

and I...

i think of you.



March 29 2015
Armand

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For One Pass Of Your Breath


you write your words and they make me cry
you write those word and you know i die
but i've died so often now

i held you in my arms while you smelled my hair
i saw that pretty little smile you saved for me

we always ran 
too wild to walk

 it takes two to tango
only one to pirouette

when you did your round about
turned over every single  leaf
left me out alone 
in the dead of spring

or 
was it winter, 
it must of been
'cause i know i almost froze

you kissed me 
back when we first met
we kissed a lot 
way back then
how you loved my lips
the touch of my skin

your thick black mane 
how you'd whip it back
exposing yourself all bare
we never turned off the lights
or ever said hush

do you still own those dice
the ones in gold 
with embedded gems in black

you use to love to roll them
 rolled those snake eyes that bit
i'd swallow the poison like lemonade

stripped naked, 
handcuffed and whipped
your ceramic nails 
tearing at me
my flesh on them 
the blood on my back

i didn't know 
 wore my white shirt
'till someone screamed
from behind it was red
i dripped on the floor 
like a lit candle

melted like a witch 
drenched in Dorothy's water
you clicked your ruby heels
and you were gone
i wasn't in Kansas anymore

walked around with a briefcase 
in my Armani suit
i never shed a tear
bedded woman half my age

they lined up in droves 
to be with this broken man
i would yell like a cowboy
riding a bucking bronco
and i never fell

i was the man 
everybody told me so
i would smile shyly 
 thank them their praise

but i knew who i was
make no mistake 
every rodeo has its clowns
 I wasn't the matador
even though I spoke fluent bull

the only knifes i carried were in my back
do you remember my white shirt
the whole time i justified me to me

by not thinking
by not talking
by not listening
by not wishing 
or even dreaming

we both knew there was a gun in my briefcase
we both knew I would never use it
didn't own any bullets
still i pulled the trigger
some joy in that 
pointed to my head

click, nothing 

and when I saw you yesterday
and I held my breath for longer then I ever had
i thought the room would never stop spinning
i remember we spoke

how i saw it in yours eyes
as plain as day

regret

you knew of my success
how fine i looked
in my silk woven garb

you said
drinks?

but i looked at my watch
asked for a raincheck

you'd have none of it

and i think your teeth fell out
when i walked          anyways

I didn't understand your look
you knew i had a backbone
you know i never flinch

that's the story of life
take it when you got it

with some guys there are no be backs

my legs were like led as i walked away

and i could hear your tears
but i don't care much for phonies

you threw it all away
when you decided 
to look the other way
it broke me inside
i'd never be the same

i never turned to look 
yesterday

slept the same as always
four hours tops
nothings changed

i'd give my right arm
for one pass of your breath 
against my lips

but my soul?

never!...i'll live with the pain.

and other man stare
and other man wish
quietly yearning to be me

you know i want to laugh
success is like a flashy book cover
the cover is what sells the book
nobody bothers to read it
but they know the jacket by heart

set up a turnstile in my house
watch the ladies come and go

never let them get close
never invite the nice ones
the good ones the real ones

never want to hurt anyone
never want them to hurt like me
to hurt like me
hurt like me
like me

me?

i'd give my right arm
for one pass of your breath 
against my lips...

Maurice Yvonne
27~10~2014
Dadirector's Free Style Uncut
Contest: Whatever
Sponsor: Poet Destroyer A

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No thunder without lightning

Lightning rarely strikes without thunder,
causing havoc in gloomy skies.
Humans can't control their plunder,
seeking shelter until the storm dies.

Once, I was your prince - full of charm
and you my willing Cinderella.
Kept you safe from storms that could harm,
just like a human umbrella.

We danced from spring until the fall
and laughed so much, until you cried.
Now here I stand, trying to recall,
that exact moment the music died.

Those eyes of soft chocolate brown,
gleamed with your sweet tender smile.
Now all you seem to do is frown,
and even a glance seems like a trial.

Its been such a long time
since my kiss made those lips quiver,
and my hands didn't commit a crime,
but now my touch makes you shiver.

To unlock those sad songs in your mind,
I couldn't sing the correct lyrics.
Still the right words, I struggle to find
as I love you, doesn't raise your spirits.

As our love begins to rot,
regret plants seeds of discontent.
Yet my love remains, but yours does not,
as you lose yourself in malcontent.

How ironic as you walk away,
the radio plays our special song.
I don't have the strength to make you stay,
after all, it would only be wrong.

Your ghost will linger in the gust
with memories that wish to remain.
When bridges burn, ashes turn to dust,
its difficult to erase this pain.

Silent One
Simple Musings
21 August 2017

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Yesterday Love Was Such An Easy Game To Play


Yesterday,

I went home for lunch,

I never go home for lunch.

When I got to our apartment 
I don't know why but I didn't reach for my key. 

Francine was at work and I always leave last in the morning. 
I was sure I had locked the door but I didn't reach for my key.

I reached for the door knob and turned.

The door was open. 

I don't know how I knew.

The moment I entered I knew.

 I froze.

I could feel it,
smell it,
hell I could taste it.

I started walking but my muscles wouldn't move,
 my lungs were grasping for air 
for some oxygen 
some sweet, sweet oxygen
but I could barely breathe.

“Leave!” I told myself but I kept walking.

Not really walking, 
it was like moving through mud, 
like a slow motion scene in a movie. 
But this wasn't a movie. 
This was my life and I could feel it slipping away 
from my grasp.

I heard noises!

Francine. 

I had heard those noises a hundred times before, 
they were the sounds of an Angel 
but this was no heaven 
this was my own private nightmare.

The moans traveled through the muck in the air 
amplified like the hiss from a distorted speaker. 
It mocked me over and over again.

Climbing a mountain might have been easier 
but I finally reached the bedroom,

and there they were,

and there she was.

I knew,
I knew the moment I entered the apartment. 
Why hadn't I just turned back? 
I could barely see, my eyes were blurry, 
covered in layers of my own tears.

I could see her 
I knew I had never seen him before.
They were naked and in our bed. 

Naked in OUR BED!

How do you that?

How do you cross the line to that extreme?

You'd think the green eyed monster 
would control my actions from here on in. 

I did see green!
I was insanely jealous but I didn't want to
end up the morning headline in the newspaper.

That monster jealousy was by my side but I took
charge.
 I'd have to keep him at bay, at least for now.

You'd think I would be mad,

I wasn't.

You'd think I'd curse and call her whore.

I didn't!

Being cut open alive must be lest painful than this.
 
This hacked away at my spirit, 
tore away at my self worth.
I felt like a pile of worthless shreds.

I spoke

I mean my lips moved and words came out...

I think. 

I think I said, 

I'm not sure it all happened so fast,

she never spoke.

I could see the shame on her face 

she didn't need to speak, 

but,

but I think I said 'Sorry...

I said Sorry and I left.

I wandered for what seemed hours, 
it was minutes. 

It wasn't like I was meandering to a different drummer; 
there just wasn't any music anymore.

I was moving to the rhythm of the beating of my own heart. 

Like a broken record it was skipping,
like a broken record it played 
in a loop of repetitive monotony.

I suffered in my circled steps 
until I couldn't stand it any more.

I found just enough strength 
to return to the apartment.

I knew she was gone 
I already felt the emptiness in my whole.

We'd never see each other again.

We had been so much.

She was a big part of my life.
She was the love of my life.
I would never love anyone like that again.

So much of her was me.

I thought she was my soul mate.

We let go of all of it.

There is a feeling of betrayal.

A feeling of disgust.

A jealousy that takes over.
I'd never look at her the same again.

Everything she ever did from that day on
would always make me suspicious.

Jealousy would rule me.
Jealousy should never rule anyone.

If you can't trust the people in your life,
friend or lover, you need to remove that
person from your life.

You have to remove that person out of your life.

Trust, is the only gift we can offer.
Friend, lover or stranger!

People can trust me.
My word is my bond.

I let her go,
 I really didn't have a choice

I would never be the same again.

She was gone.

She had left a note.

It said Sorry!

Sorry!

We both were.

Maurice Yvonne
11~30~2014
Sponsor: Verlena S. Walker
Contest Name: The Green-Eyed Monster

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Some hearts can never be tamed

Once when my soul spoke,
you betrayed every word.
Then your tongue promised
to only sing with sincerity.

I danced for a brief while, 
lost in your angelic orchestra.
Until I stumbled and you fell,
crushing our garden of roses.

Then keys fused only sad sounds.
Maybe it was me, but i'm sure 
it was you, who left me alone on 
that boulevard of broken promises.

Vivid violins cried, until you 
snapped their sorrowful strings.
And I was right there, but
your eyes deceived you.

You thought it was rain drops,
not the tone of my tears,
electrocuting the heart 
of my weeping guitar.

Chills from your silence 
froze suppressed emotions. 
Creating ribs of steel, which 
shield flesh that is now stone.

Now your love belongs to 
another innocent man.
Who doesn't know your song,
nor how your garden blooms.

Simple Musings
Silent One
28 February 2018

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C'est La Vie


They had fought.

He left without a word... 
...while she was sleeping.

She threw on the gown she had worn for him the night before,
pushed off the china vase and blooms he had given her.

She watched them fall in...s l o w...m o t i o n,

listened to them crash to the floor...

...sat on the window sill, 

where the bouquet and container had been. 

She proclaimed to the world "c'est la vie!".

She was alone

but at least... 

...she was the only flower.



22~10~2014
Sponsor: Judy Konos
Contest Name: c'est la vie

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Yesterday's Fragile Truth

Betrayal has devastated your heart
blocking love’s magic before it could start.
And depression's quagmire entraps your soul
as disparaging lies exact their toll.

Chameleon clouds change to match your mood
releasing teardrops emotions have brewed.
And your heart breaks from the weight of the pain
as monsters hide in the thoughts of the sane. 

A fickle sun no longer shares its light
sulking within shadows gathered by night.
And feigning feelings you struggle to cope
for counterfeit smiles leave no room for hope.

The specter of fear that penetrates dreams
fuels frightening bouts of silent screams.
And exiting the tunnel there’s no light
for the future’s foggy obscured by fright.

The promise of tomorrow made to youth
was written on yesterday’s fragile truth.
For happiness is a word without weight 
it's simply a moment devoid of hate.



(Rhyme)
4/22/2017

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When the piano bleeds pain

It's 3 am,
her pillow soaked in regret.
Loss has left her spirit lonesome,
darkness a definition of insanity.

In the silence of the night,
vexatious voices vibrate inside
her somber state of mind.

Restless, she sits at her proverbial piano,
as a plethora of pain bleeds through
her fingers onto ebony and ivory keys.
Rain drops drip from her eyes,
unable to contain the sorrows in her heart.

In perfect harmony with her faithful piano,
her heartache performs the perfect poetic personification, 
echoing a serenade of melancholic melodies.

Her whole body is numb, but the 
music mesmerises her mind, as memories
of her prophetic protagonist persist.

Her souls sighs, as she sings;

"If only you could see the pain,
maybe then you would explain,
what do you think you will gain,
from my mind going insane?

It seems like you don't care,
tell me how is that fair? 

You'll say it's you and not me,
because you're too blind to see,
only your love can set me free,
but you say it's not meant to be.

It seems like you don't care,
tell me how is that fair? 

Oh my love, is this goodbye?
Your silence makes my heart cry.
Within the deepness of each sigh,
I will always question why."

27 March 2018
Simple Musing
Silent One

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My Song

~Not Like Me~ 

When you were first put into my arms, 
I begged God, to make you nothing like me 
For my sins, ask for no transformation 
This is my song, my meditation 

Look at my face 
Where has it gone, 
You no longer desire to be part of my song 

Look at my life, 
The toll hasn't been paid 
I'm the one suffering every day 

The vengeance of eternal flames, 
   sit near the empty hearth 
Burning my needs to hold you once more, 
I need you more than you'll ever know 

Now, Look at me, at the age of 73 
I have nowhere to go 
Everyone I know awaits in a place of gold 
Unlike you, you're too busy, proud and bold 
------ A different song!!! 

I sing a song, that accentuate's the mind, 
I have no one to blame, I neglected all the signs 
Hoping the rain would slowly die off 

Today here I lay, wondering where I went wrong 
I implored God, to cause you nothing like me 
I have a heart that forgives, and tries to forget 
I kneel, and I give, and I treat others with respect 
My compassion, I measured in the poorest way 

I judged my life worse than the others did 
Why did I ask ---- Not Like Me! 
For my sins, ask for no translation 
This is my song, my speculation 

The dreaded conclusion of this song, 
All I can say, "Be careful what you ask for." 
In the end, all I can say, I got what I asked for 
Someone, who's Not Like Me...................... 

By: PD

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Callused Fingers

Callused fingers press vibrating strings
drawing passion from a violin.
And with burnished wood snug to his cheek
the violinist plays from its heart.

Subtle vibes saturate my being
as crying strings elicit feelings.
And expounding on love’s betrayal
music stirs the imagination.

His bow hangs like a lingering kiss
savoring the taste of ecstasy.
And then with tears trickling down his cheek
he unleashes unbridled fervor.

Experiencing pangs of rapture
sound slips the bonds of reality.
And as each note penetrates my heart
it ignites flames of fire and passion.

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I'm just a man

You sat there crying with tears rolling down you face
Asked me why I didn’t show you any compassion
All I could say was that: 
‘I’m just a man’

I should have wiped away your tears and held you tight
Told you I loved you and everything will be all right
Yet, I showed no emotion, 
because ‘I’m just a man’

All the answers to your questions, I couldn’t find
I was impatient, 
because ‘I’m just a man’
All those times you would scream and shout went unnoticed
I thought you would calm down after the silence
I never meant to hurt you, 
but ‘I’m just a man’

I can still remember the day you said goodbye
I was so confident you would come running back
I wish I wasn’t so arrogant, 
but ‘I’m just a man’

I saw you walking the other day with another guy
I can’t help but be jealous, 
because ‘I’m just a man’

I saw you smile and you seemed so happy
Finally, you met someone who understood you
Who will show you compassion and hold you tight
You deserve a real man, not someone still a boy

But how could I understand, 
when I don’t understand myself
I was an unloved child who lost his childhood
Nobody taught me how to become a man
Nobody told me the difference between right and wrong
Nobody taught me how to love and care for another
School didn’t teach me anything about life

Now here I am again all alone, 
dealing with the ghost of the past
Even though you don’t think so, 
I did love you deeply
Guess I didn’t say it enough, 
because ‘I’m just a boy
I hope you have forgiven me 
for the times I hurt you
Because 
‘I’m not a man’, 
‘I’m just a boy’

The Silent One
Simple Musing
Originally posted
9 September 2015

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Just another day without you

An abundance of fragrant florets 
constant reminder of regrets
Although they consume the misty air
they seem stale, because you're not there
Your absence has left a hollow void
Ghosts haunt turning the mind paranoid.

Just another day without you
Oh my love if only you knew
How the guitar still strums your song
One more day alone seems so wrong

The hands of time are no friends of mine
Growing old, should have been our shrine
In your world full of confusion
Life can be full of delusion
My love for you still remains supreme
Our reunion is my last dream

Just another day without you
Oh my love if only you knew
how the guitar still strums your song
One more day alone seems so wrong

The heart craves to hear your sweet voice
but your departure has left no choice
Now only silence is what I hear
Life has no sound without you near.
Only the room vibrating with cries
Won't you save me from this demise
Come before this dancer's heart dies
Bless me with one last sight of your eyes

Just another day without you
Oh my love if only you knew
how the guitar still strums your song
One more day alone seems so wrong

Still that guy who made your heart go 'wow'
Don't say its that final curtain bow
Senorita don't forget our vow
My beloved come back to me now

Just another day without you
Oh my love if only you knew
how the guitar still strums your song
One more day alone seems so wrong

The Silent One
Simple Musing
3 November 2017

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INTERMINGLE

I wiped away a single tear
That had fallen from my eye
(You told me simply we were friends)
You left me after only a year
(But you conceal your aching heart)
I often sit and ask myself why
Looking back on our time together
I remember those halcyon days
(My love for you it never ends)
I thought we’d be together forever
(You told me simply we were friends)
Now memories are a fading haze
Your hair so dark with eyes of brown
(Dreaming of you my heart ascends)
So full energy with a sense of fun
(Forbidden love keeps us apart)
Always happy you were never down
We’d go out together and have a run
(You told me simply we were friends)
You’d always reward me with a soppy kiss
(But you conceal your aching heart)
I’ll never forget the day you got knocked over
Never a day passes when you I don’t miss
How I loved my darling dog Rover


03~05~15

Do You Love me – Triolet ~09~26~14 
How I miss you  Rhyme - 09~22~14
Contest  - Intermingled – Craig Cornish

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One Last, Cold Gift


Your breath upon the window freezes, lace

               Yet, warm upon my skin, its somber strains

                              As dampened words, collect in tears to trace

       The drip of sorrow weeping from my veins



Your perfect lips then tremble in a smile

               To press your pitied kiss upon my eyes

                              Three words, a whispered lie to thus defile

       The beggar's hope I had of sweet goodbyes



One last embrace, to mock the frigid air

               Your warm skin buried deep within your coat

                              The final knife, "goodbye", you bring to bear

       And drag the jagged word across my throat



Your chilling crime of passion, now complete

               My love, like blood, lays puddled ... at your feet.




~ 9th Place ~  in the "Shakespearean Sonnet" Poetry Contest, Carolyn Devonshire, Judge & Sponsor.

~ 1st Place ~  in the "Your Best Sonnet 2018" Poetry Contest, John Hamilton, Sponsor.

~ 7th Place ~  in the "Best Sonnet" Poetry Contest, Laura Loo, Sponsor.

~ 7th Place ~  in the "Mid January 2018 Premiere Any Form" Poetry Contest, Brian Strand, Sponsor.

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A Stalker's Love Poem

They say I’m crazy, but I can’t forget
how she smiled at me when our eyes first met.
To see her, to hear her - each day I’d pray!
What do they know of true love anyway?

A few times we went out, and we nearly kissed.
But things took a wrong turn. What had I missed?
I’m sure her friends said to keep me at bay.
What do they know of true love anyway?

They called me possessive; then even she
got an order from court to restrain me
for treasuring her!! Here’s all I can say:
What do they know of true love anyway?

They got me for murder; I love that girl still.
I could not have her, so no one else will.
I sit writing love poems, rotting away. . . 
What do they know of true love anyway?

11/12/17 for the Stalker Contest of Silent One

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Gentle Summer Rain

She writes about Fall's beauty in the rain 
The falling raindrops' dance ascribing thence 
Bespoken verse that lightens her refrain 
before the time they met - her steps commence. 

She listens to the soft and rhythmic thrum, 
her love turned to escape and cloudy string 
Where nimbus mistletoe fell, tears to become 
Their kiss of Autumn was symbolic ring. 

The first light cotton mists with summer rays 
While skyward cheerful laughs adorn the land, 
their ceremonial dance diffuses grays, 
affectionate embrace, where dreams expand. 

Upon September's sky the raindrops gleam 
With half of hidden Sun to laugh and beam.



--------- 8-29-13

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Everything's Okay

Love is but an illusion
a mixture of lies and truth.
And non-responsive to dreams
or expectations of youth.

Through anguish and frustration
bravado falters and slips.
And yet in your fantasies
passion drips from wanton lips.

Hope courts imagination
summoning a dreamy smile.
And you find your private place 
where you go once in a while. 

You yearn for a soul mate with
whom to share your existence.
And you continue to look 
with undying persistence.

You fall in and out of love   
with the ghosts of yesterday.
And yet feigning happiness
pretend everything's okay.

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Hope Outweighs Sorrow

Falling in love’s magical
it feels like your heart's on fire.
And dreamers hear only hope
not the words of a liar.

When trust begins to weaken
your heart shores it up with lies.
And an outpouring of pain
replaces truth as it dies.

Fear gathers like nagging doubts
morphing into last goodbyes.
And shared dreams discreetly drown
as tears spill from crying eyes.

Let time’s current carry you
to where hope outweighs sorrow.
For like a river it flows
towards a new tomorrow.

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I Loved You Once

I loved you once like sun rays love the earth
Like drenching rain that brings with it new birth
I loved you once like waves that reach for shore
And then recede to come in strength once more

I loved you once like stars that pulse with light 
Held captive to the Milky Way’s delight 
I loved you once like moonbeams touching trees
That dance within the branches as they please

I loved you once like clouds that grace the sky
Ethereal testaments to love on high 
I loved you once like tender falling snow
Embellishing the world in splendid show

I loved you once like angels drawing near
To bring the needed comfort and to cheer
I loved you once like flowers dotting land
that blush in bloom of love in fusion grand 

I loved you once, but once a lifetime fills
My life without you is devoid of thrills
I loved you once and earth was paradise
My sheer delight in love defied disguise

I loved you once; I love you for all time
You’ll never taste a love as sweet as mine
I loved you once, and once lives on in me
For you that once is part of history

Eileen Manassian

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The Love Drug

 "I've tasted love heroin and will never have that high again"..
    (paraphrased quote one from "Notting Hill")

Love heroin is very potent stuff.
It’s not like other drugs; it is for free.
There is no ban on it, but it is tough
to keep that high. It has no guarantee.

Some folks I know can make it last and last.
With just one hit, they’re good for sometimes years!
For most, this drug’s effects can wear off fast,
and then withdrawal brings them pain and tears.

Love heroin can bring such fevered bliss,
some addicts wreck their lives for it, or worse,
would kill for it, so I can tell you this -
expecting it to last is its great curse.

I’ve heard of people my age finding it.
I sure would like myself just one more hit!


Dec. 8, 2016 for the Three Choices Plus Two Which Equals Five
 Or I Haven't Got a Clue Contest of Sara Kendrick

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Wind Lover

You kiss my face and I turn to trace
the tracks you left on the ground;
where have you walked and with whom have you talked
in all of your traveling round?

You utter a sigh and I am wondering why
you just cannot slow down and stay;
capricious you are like a burnt, falling star,
fickle, and quick to betray.

One day you are kind, your fury confined,
the next, you are hostile and wild;
today a soft breeze, lightly brushing the trees,
tomorrow, an unbroken child.

I open my arms to welcome your charms,
but like a ghost you vanish and go;
my emotions are torn by the strength of your storm,
your inexhaustible, volatile show.

I release you! Go scream and follow mad dreams,
go blow to the east and the west;
you try to impress then insanely digress
your plan to pursue an irrational quest.

The day you are through, tame the tempestuous shrew,
come back to my warm, loving heart;
ruffle my hair with the breath of a prayer,
until them, my dear, just depart.

Copyright, August 27, 2014
Faye Lanham Gibson

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Sea of Love

While whispers shush on sheltered shores, as soon the cockcrow quakes,
the seas descry a skittish sky, sense summer zephyrs wake  –
roused passions neath the sunrise pulse, the whitecaps throb and ache.

Along the crests crawl shallow shades the soaring sun effaces,
and rain in streams belies the dreams that fantasy embraces –
the ocean sprays of yesterdays conceal forsaken faces. 

The midday sun has slowed its run, a shrinking puddle steams,
between the knells for shattered shells drift wounded seagulls’ screams –
affection blends but sometimes ends, or so it sadly seems.

At dusk a ruddy disk descends, the skyline's furnace burns  
and neath the swells where Neptune dwells, an undercurrent churns –
a seahorse hides and seaweed bides until the tempest turns.

While twilight hosts the winds with ghosts of barbed electric spangles,
a mermaid braves the crashing waves adorned with starfish bangles –
the spirit yearns in twists and turns entwined in rockweed tangles.

As seven stranded seamen scan the dimple-dappled moon,
eleven sultry sirens serenade a lonely loon –
the breakers pound and sometimes sound a melancholy tune. 

Soon gales ignite the briny night and rip the skies askew
with zigzag teeth flashed deep beneath a blazing bolt tattoo –
storms, spent, subside with ebbing tides, then all begins anew.

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Indian Summer Eyes

Indian summer lies within your autumn hazel eyes,
my velvet bloom vibrant now lost after your killing frost;
love lingers in bereft fingers, I stroke your face in guise,
once lustrous, amaranthine heart lies bleeding in exhaust.

My velvet bloom vibrant now lost after your killing frost,
your chill withered russet my enchanted efflorescence;
once lustrous, amaranthine heart lies bleeding in exhaust,
as you disperse in scarlet moonlighting vaporescence.

Your chill, withered russet my enchanted efflorescence,
blue breath exhaled... my cooling mood still hangs in our mid-air;
as you disperse in scarlet moonlighting vaporescence,
your affair concupiscent more than my bemoan can bear.

Blue... breath exhaled, my cooling mood still hangs in our mid-air,
my harvested heart-ache, my heart-break, my heart-feeling weep~
your affair concupiscent more than my bemoan can bear,
into all my tomorrows tears of my sorrow shall seep.

My harvested heart-ache, my heart-break, my heart-feeling weep,
amaranth once fertile, frost-bitten, fading everyday;
into all my tomorrows, tears of my sorrow shall seep
despite your warmth, light of day and hoarfrost melting display.

Amaranth once fertile, frost-bitten!  Fading everyday,
love lingers in bereft fingers.  I stroke your face in guise;
despite your warmth, light of day and hoarfrost melting display,
Indian summer - lies! - within your autumn hazel eyes.



Susan Ashley
October 8, 2017

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~ 3rd Place~

Contest: Mid October Premiere 
Sponsor: Brian Strand
Submitted: October 10, 2017

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Contest: Write Me A Pantoum
Sponsor: Kim Rodrigues

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Autumn's desires

Autumn's desires

Your amber-umber eyes, penetrate me
as saffron sun sets on faces, ashen
Your suspicious mind raves with jealousy
as pumpkin winds chill our summers passion
your love transitions to winter's fashion.

Fire and ice keep flowing through your bold veins
Wild imaginations portend cold rains.

I dream of your ruby-red crimson lips
my mind won't rest until you have returned
the  touches from your ginger fingertips
we can rebuild the bridges that have burned,
then, we will laugh at all the lessons learned

I think of your flowing cinnamon hair
mem'ries of our home, and you being there.

John Derek Hamilton
September 16,2017

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Brokenhearted sunsets


It's never anything big, just a nagging defeat
Of wanting to be exclusive in your ambit,
For in your eyes, I see an opportune disguise
Living as a friend of genuine vibes gone awry.

It was the zealous-moon you adored with glee
When romantic vibes you scripted about me,
Fussing about moon-spot of slight imperfection
Looking at my face, hinting coy comparison.

When I lauded our pond's white lotus flowers
You admired silence of the ripples in water
Singing praises of existence so ephemeral,
Never denying you compared it to our love.

Being impulsive, you stole a rose from garden
Handing it to me like borrowed ardent charm.
As I held it in gratitude for its delicate beauty
It pierced my heart with its anguished thorns.

You take me places, pleasantly well-meaning
But when I get there, I'm left feeling alone
For you traverse a lone-orbit on your own
Leaving me to tangle by your rotational force.

When you ask me, if love still burns our flame,
I simply want to say, love has changed its name
For time has falsified what we once meant,
No more can I bear brokenhearted sunsets.

January 29, 2018
First place: One in five contest by Joseph May