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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
Copyright © Maurice Yvonne | Year Posted 2015
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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
Copyright © Maurice Yvonne | Year Posted 2014
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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,
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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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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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.
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~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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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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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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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 cherry 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.
Copyright © Emile Pinet | Year Posted 2015
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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.
Copyright © Emile Pinet | Year Posted 2015
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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.
Copyright © Emile Pinet | Year Posted 2015
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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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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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"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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Yesterday
Yesterday I forgot the shade of your eyes
I struggled to remember your touch
Today I forgot the sound of your voice
Each day I don't miss you so much
In the end you only brought me sorrow
I wonder what I won't remember tomorrow
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White whispers shush the sheltered shore, as soon the cockcrows wake,
and seas defy the skittish sky, sense summer zephyrs quake -
the passions of the sunrise pulse, the whitecaps throb and ache.
Along the crags crawl shallow shades the shrouded sun effaces,
while rain in streams belies the dreams that fantasy embraces -
the ocean sprays of yesterdays reveal forgotten faces.
The midday sun has slowed its run, a shrinking puddle steams,
amongst the knells of shattered shells a wounded seagull screams -
affection blends and never ends, or so it sometimes seems.
At dusk a ruddy fringe descends, the skyline's furnace burns
and neath the swells where Neptune dwells, an undercurrent churns -
the seahorse hides and seaweed bides until the tempest turns.
As seven stranded seamen seek the dimple-dappled moon
eleven sultry sirens serenade a lonely loon -
the breakers pound and sometimes sound a melancholy tune.
While twilight hosts monsoons with ghosts of barbed electric spangles,
a mermaid braves the crashing waves adorned in starfish bangles -
the spirit yearns in twists and turns entwined in rockweed tangles.
The storms ignite the briny night and rip the skies askew
with zigzag teeth flashed deep beneath a blazing bolt tattoo -
the flood abides the ebbing tides when all begins anew.
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ANGEL, fallen ...
Down with you ...
Gossamer linen, violet lace
Window-dressing body, pressing
Goddess of unblemished grace
Beckoning, urge reckoning
Clasp me ... push me
Down with you.
Down with you ...
Close, to see my eyes in yours
Heart of darkness, warm and artless
Measured with our carnal cores
Fallowed, soon unhallowed
Pull me ... draw me
Down with you.
Down with you ...
Savor sweet, your taste is mine
Greedy swallows, fill my hollows
Faultless form, engorged supine
Whetted, blade unfettered
Cut me ... rend me
Down with you.
Down with you ...
Pity, fawn to take me in
I, the frozen quarry chosen
Bartered virtue, ceded sin
Merging, madness surging
Gather me ... wrench me
Down with you.
Down with you ...
Each dynamic sates a thirst
A darkened oath devours both
Raptured screams yet unrehearsed
Spasm, plunging chasm
Drench me ... drown me
Down with you.
Down with you ...
Painted nails flay my frame
Stripes of lust, a jealous trust
Lesions roused for fervor's flame
Unversed, do your worst
Stain me ... rake me
Down with you.
Down with you ...
Feral places once denied
Cognate parts to blackened hearts
Souls and selves we can't divide
Twisted, yet double-fisted
Grind me ... burn me
Down with you.
Down with you ...
Sing to me a siren's wail
Rip the rhyme from all sublime
Watch the frenzied portions flail
Disguised, hell improvised
Smite me ... drag me
Down with you.
Down with you ...
I am falling ...
My Angel ...
Down ...
With ...
YOU.
** FIRST PLACE in the "Fallen Angel Poetry Contest", Laura Loo, Sponsor. **
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I wish I could tell you
what you've done wrong
But there'd be no point
You'd explain it all away
and say, "Fight, Babe
Fight another day.
Battle scars come and go
This you should know
It's part of the game
fight another day."
I wish I could tell you
What you didn't do
That was wrong too
The hurt, it's just the same
I know, it's love's silly game
I'm done playing
You were terribly wrong
I can't be strong
I got no fight left
For another day
So, hey!
Wish I could tell you...
But, then again
My silence will let you know
I see it all
What you hide inside
Wounded pride
You lied
I cried
But if I tell you
All you'd do is deny
So...let my silence speak
Thought you're strong,
but you're weak
Fight another day...
Fight another day...
Fighting days are through
Yes, through for me and you
I have no words...no words left
So...I'll let my silence speak!
Eileen Manassian
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Closure eludes my clasp
Love wilts, somehow lasts
The destination beyond my grasp
The dream decays day by day
Your light, which never fades
Simply stopped shinning my way
Castrating chains of second chair
Faithfull, I wither for you there
Sucking stale stagnant air
Barely beating beneath my breast
My heart, now a hospice
Gently lays it all to rest
Lightly felt faintly heard
Pumping, pain-numbing words
Its over…its over… its over
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While your hands caress my body, is it her face that you see?
Is your thunder of release now brought on by HER memory?
Am I just a luscious body that contains HER living soul?
Just an instrument of passion where your craving are made whole?
Life has played a dirty trick, though, for our story’s gone and changed
Sentiments which were so true then, all have now become deranged
I am left to grieve and wonder how she came to steal your heart
Was my love not good enough, then? Did she fill some hidden part?
Did a fantasy not flourish, was some longing left unknown?
Tell my heart what made you love her, why your heart for me is stone?
Here you lie in pleasure’s arms, yet every thought is there instead
Naked, grieved, I’m left to wonder what it feels like to be dead
Eileen Manassian
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I'll be waiting here
wading through the seasons
Seems I can't recall the
reasons you aren't here with me
As I watch the trees
turn from gold, - to brown, - the leaves fall down
and swirl around to catch the tears they've found
I believe that love
is something meant to last, -- not like leaves
that ... only crumble, lost like a memory-
Days have tumbled down
I've wondered how to live without you
Winter - summer - fall, - and spring. - have come again
Time recalls the years
Seasons to remember
Love can come around again, without the sound of tears
I have watched the leaves
drifting from the trees, then fall on down
without a song, to say goodbye.... goodbye
All the while, I wait
Just waiting for a sign - in the wind
Reminding you that we were once more than friends
Leaves have turned from gold
and I am growing cold, once again
While leaves are drifting down around my head
,,,,
I have watched the leaves
but, I'll keep pretending
that love could come around to us again
without the tears
I have watched the leaves
lifting from the trees, then falling down
without a song, to say goodbye.... goodbye
I keep watching leaves
lifted from the trees
gone, without a song......... gone, without a song to say goodbye........
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6/15/15 For the Contest: Pastel Reflections
Sponsor- Craig Cornish
Inspired by the music of Kevin Kern "Pastel Reflections"
(Be sure to listen to this beautiful music).... https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=WQ6owzWtjIs
Copyright © Carrie Richards | Year Posted 2015
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Love Hurts Poem
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Don’t try to love me…
Please...walk away
Love someone else
Just….hear what I say…..
My love is sunshine
My love is rain
My love brings pleasure
My love gives pain
My love is darkness
My love is light
My love is weakness
My love is might
My love knows anger
My love knows peace
My love brings madness
My love brings release
My love is life
My love is death
My love suffocates
My love gives breath
My love is violent
My love is calm
My love is poison
My love is balm
No two days alike
Not even two minutes
One minute it’s serious
The next it’s a game
You bask in my glow
You hide from my sting
But you want me more…
More than...anything
Don’t love me, Baby
Don’t hold on to me
Say your sweet goodbyes
And set your heart free
Eileen Manassian
Copyright © Eileen Manassian | Year Posted 2015
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SONNET – LOVE’S CHAINS
Behold loves woes, unable to resist
temptations of an alluring affair.
Love’s eternity hidden by the mist,
of hazy tears and shadows of despair.
Like a serpents bite the rejection stung,
caught unaware in delight of passion,
eager to pursue wistful love still young
blooming romance, too soon out of fashion.
With smiles gone by leaving an empty space,
dreary days, teary sighs and lonely nights,
passion’s desire lost, left without a trace,
darkened with visions of saddening sights.
With love’s eternity lost, what remains?
Sullen existence bounded by love’s chains.
T.J Grén
Copyright © Teppo Gren | Year Posted 2015
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With less tomorrows than I've yesterdays
In looking back I have but one regret
Before that last tomorrow fades away
I wish that I could pay an unpaid debt
Back to a summer day so long ago
How frivolous we were with innocence
Two kids in love and way too young to know
Decisions made in haste have consequence
In tenderness I'd kiss away her tears
I'd tell her I am sorry for her pain
Give back the love I'd carried all those years
Convince her that her gift was not in vain
I'd ask for her forgiveness on my knees
Tears of contrition I would surely weep
Then thank her for life's sweetest memory
And with her blessing peacefully I'd sleep
October 10 2016
Copyright © Daniel Turner | Year Posted 2016
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