Best Run Into Poems
her words,
now naked.
Finally
letting them e
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and run into
silent seams
AWAKE ~ IN and OUT ~
Spring arising, before morning light,
I walk under the new epic sun
The aroma of yesterday, gone
Today's the day that will follow tomorrow
I quickly walk a certain walk
Unique is all I can display
Watery eyes staying in the past
While vehicles pass and pass
Crosses lacking faith
I stay awake and mend with my fate
Foggy toys, I want to play
I can't keep up with all your kicks
I look, I stare, at the walls
Bright and early, I step on old dolls
I stay and feel, the way you want
Lifeless, and still so full of energy
Mad words, unconscious forces
My sweet needs, now reside inside of you
Mad, sad, and outside the box
You close every door and keep me away from dark
You only allow me to feel your morning light
Why can't you let me see what's behind the shadows?
Why do you turn on all the lights?
I'm here the way you want me to be
Happy, and merry, for the world to see
This blindness will continue to spot
Unless you wake up first and remove the dot
You gave me the thirst, you once knew
So filthy, so full of -spew
Under this closed freaking door
I'm exposed like the midday sun
You bang my head on the wall,
You killed me in a way that made me feel!
I only answer to your call
In and out a hoop~ like a ball
In me, you can not find any real dreams!
Inside you filled me with a raging scream
Sssshhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!
I'm in wonder around your air castle
Strange and hung on your mantle
Stepping on a one footed slave
Alert, alert Am I!!!
I shake, we kiss, I wake,
You sleep...........................
I zip all things into one zipper.
Pounding my hands against my ears
Crazy, taking a jab upon all jabs
Crazy, you say~ that's me everyday
I'm up and I caress the photo we once had
I lay only staring at you once more
I awake before I sleep
Your promises I keep
In me~ you are also in deep
My stars change everyday
Waiting for you, to pull the trigger
Still wishing to be a sun digger
You can't touch or loosen the knots
Together we will daydream our way to the top
I make your nerve system come alive,
We run into the wind and listen
Quietly in our chamber of thoughts
Near and far, we both nod off
In this daily race, with no face
No space,
I caught myself awake,
The day I fell asleep for you.
by;PD
I can't help but watch them
As they run into the water, laughing, teasing, holding hands
With the sun catching the color of her long, auburn hair
The bronze of his young, muscular, legs
So fascinated by them, ...I can't stop staring..
The beauty of their youth, ....
With young love, so stunning in the sunset...
I hold them in my gaze
Until I lose them in the waves.
You have been watching me, watching them....
Your hair has grey in it, recently trimmed, thinning in the crown
There is winter showing on your face
I remember this morning slipping into my swimsuit
Critical of the mirror in front of me
You laughed and said I was being silly
You sigh, and take a deep breath of the ocean air
You take another look at me
As my eyes continue to search the water..
You reach across the blanket and touch my shoulder..
Saying just what I need to hear at that moment...
"Give me a kiss, you beautiful girl"..........
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SELF DESTRUCTIVE
The lies,
I laugh
I look at you
I can't stand you
I hate you
I can't believe you
I can't believe it!
How I allowed
You in my life
Almost your wife
Cut me
Deep with this knife
Self destruct
Eat it and weep
As you read
About my new love
Distance is just a mass
I close my eyes
To kiss him
I close my eyes
And you disappear
Oh! My God.
My eyes are open
Take me so far away
Into another place
I don't need this disgrace
I don't want to be crazy
Or labeled insane
Like a crazy train
Explain the new love I found
I love the sound
To be in your arms
Not in his shadow
I plead to you
I bleed for you
I try to run into you
But the more I stay
I can't turn away
My life's is set on,
Self destruct
You are my everything
He is my nothing
With you my heart sings
With him it suffers
You are my tune
He is my off note
You bring light to my moon
He brings me darkness with doom
Blow me up
To spill my cup
A self destructive life
A dagger- a knife
Just kill what is left
Deep inside my chest
Then I found you
You took me
You shook me
You removed this isolation
Gave me your sensation
Better remedies
Rescuing me from the seas
I am drowning
Come save me
My days are done clouding
He has ruined
What is not visible
You have loosened
My heart to invincible
Cherish me
For all to see
Heal the pain
Wash the stain
Cover me under the rain
Give meaning to my sanity
Search for me
Give me your love
With no date, over due
My heart now belongs to you
Excuse the effect if you find me disruptive"....
It all comes with being self destructive
~SKAT~
Friends and trouble go hand in hand.
Legends of the neighborhood.
Like statues and vacant buildings still stand.
A crime in plain view no one ever saw.
Held hostage in fear.
The mouse sturggles to escape from
cats claw.
Blood on the bricks that stains my mind.
Time takes me away.
Yet never leaves the memory far behind.
Summers in the city nights run into days.
We turn are backs to the truth.
But in this game everyone plays.
Heros are villians depending
on who you are.
Stories told bout the other night.
Hidden truths like the bat under the bar.
The players are future tombstones
Men glorified beyond there name.
the citys children caught within her confines.
Forced to play a different game.
Under the canopy of the pine trees we lay -
from the poem 'Under the canopy of pine trees by Eve Roper
UNDER THE CANOPY
Under the canopy of the pine trees we lay.
Fervent scent gives undertow noses a heady sway.
Four eyes closed, we swallow the coniferous forest.
Love thrives in our paradisiacal protraction of rest.
Blinded to adversity, verdancy thrives in aurora splay
As our minds run into the river of sunlight to play.
We make promises — nothing sovereign outside our love.
He squeezes my hand, our engagement rings think of
Only this moment, the splendor of our crashing lips.
Our bodies envelope each other like an eclipse.
The force of nature — the arcadian elixir, its bliss.
I shall nevermore forget the chill of reminisce.
4/10/2020
Poetic lines from a Poetry Soup Poet - Eve Roper Poetry Contest
Sponsor - Silent One
it's been a while since I last felt alone yet happy
The sun dances in the sky, and I smile for such beauty only is of God
At times I find myself deep in thought to a dreaming point even
It's kind of funny that I hangout with my shadow it is my favorite poet
A part of me who will not change it's heart towards my mind
A romeo speaking of truth and beauty, a lover of women and whom they are
Women the flowers of Gods garden, all with their own uniqueness
I knew of love once, she promised her heart would never turn
But just like that her heart not only turned but felt for another
Words call and break on rooted feeling but dry on shallow ground
She sprinkled color into my life, I lived only on black and white
Good or bad, but she showed me hope and faith, how to dream
Verses flowed and passion grew I loved her more than anything in the world
I only feared not being at her side, death herself had no grip on me
Events came to be that shaped today, everywhere I look she's absent
I never got the chance to tell her from my soul I loved her
A part of me died since I last seen her, yet I don't feel empty
Memories of what once was still linger past my mind and heart
Maybe someday I will cross her path again and I will smile
Today she's happy and I stay away for she deserves this God given joy
Because of what I once felt for her I died to her her long ago
It brings tears to my heart that I too let my heart turn
I once believed in true love yet my heart proves this otherwise in my spirit
She once said you can love one without being with them I realize this true
I don't know why I am writing of her, if all I feel for her is compassion
I pray to never see her again, and even tho I run into her now and then I see her not
All I see is a person, the woman I once loved so dearly got buried with my past
Perhaps putting it all behind me for good is what is best
Let the sun dance and my soul rejoice that my heart no longer feels but sees
I'm a Muslim whose voice remains unheard.
Peace was the first thing I eagerly learned.
Peace, the world's main hope and ambition,
Is the ultimate goal and name of my religion.
"Peace be upon you" is my all-time greeting
To everyone I run into or see at a meeting.
Love, the world's greatest aim and ambition,
Is the be-all and end-all of my religion.
Our Prophet once said, "Shall I tell you what to do
to find love, let there be peace among you?"
Let there be peace and love will grow.
Faster and stronger than all we know.
Islam is peace that leads to love
If peace is there, so will be love.
Dear Alliteration,
First friend, foremost;
Forgetting not,
Shy Allegory,
Dressed in Allusion;
Sweet Anaphora,
How I need thee!
How I need thee!
And Assonance;
Never deep asleep,
Nor rest Refrained,
By Caesura;
Clever Chiasmus;
Who has pause to write,
And write to pause;
Cheeky Consonance,
Agreeing;
Time needs its tick-tock,
Rocked at chimes;
How Didactic,
An Ictus,
Ellipsis,
Is that?
Clink — tinkle;
Cubes in a glass;
Bourbon mist;
Hello;
Onomatopoeia is back,
From visiting,
Palindrome,
At Lake Oxoboxo,
Madam Eve,
Our favorite,
Paradox,
Not pair a ducks,
Nor Parataxis,
She quacked not;
She waddled not;
She flew not;
End stopped;
Did not,
Run into Enjambment,
Iambic,
Pentameter,
On foot nearby;
Rhyme Royal chanting;
Prose babbling,
Out of line,
Screaming;
Vers libre!
Vers libre!
Pathos,
Pity me;
Scan not,
My prosody;
Bravo!
The coins are tossed;
O my dear friends,
In poetry,
Therein lay,
Our Eulogy,
Paradise Lost.
Here’s to all the negative people
You know how the story goes
If brains were freakin’ dynamite
You couldn’t blow your nose
When people make rude comments
They act without common sense
If you’re negative and reading this
I hope you take offense
When I hear about my friends put down
Every bone in my body cries
If you rub yourself with Preparation H
You’ll probably shrink in size
So if this makes you pout and cry
I didn’t mean to put you down
Besides someone already wrote a song
About the tears of a clown
I’ve changed my ways in recent days
And try to act with class
If I had run into you twenty years ago
You would have been laying on your @ss
So take your sarcasm somewhere else
And leave our poets alone
And try to find your self-esteem
In a place called the twilight zone.
Dedicated to those who need to
Make negative comments.
DREAMS OF YESTERDAY AND TODAY
Leaves falling during autumns years
they bless my ribbon memories of how it was
childhood shadows brown like withered grass
for now am old and soon shall breathe my last..
I sit quiet to travel on bygone days,
on the streets before, I have ropes to play
blend of dolls and bubbles also made me gay
but the child in me still yearns to pass these ways.
From curves of mountains to nations across the sea,
to journey more, I ask God to direct where I'll be...
I passed a plant its leaves swaying with the breeze,
years fold, the same plant is now a fruit-bearing tree.
I view the puffy-feathered skies and its blue,
I smile each breaking dawn for it's silvery new.
I tackle each task fast and through but before I knew,
hours gone and done, I finished some-- I missed a few.
When evenings globes of wordless speech shine
allowing me to run, run into garden of dreams,
of childhood once supreme but they shoot away
in flutter flash on life's fluctuating stream.
I hugged my knees to stop my tears a while
remembering decades when my body is still a child.
I keep the tears to my chest as I go by,
if only, good times replay... I want them again.
Each bulging grin that rise unto east horizon,
Each satellite, modelling slow on her turning points
in stellar of green, and her clouds of powder white,
I quench my thirst drinking the beaming tides.
Down earth, I linger to verdure adorned of rosy blush
even from the arch where the gentle winds is seen
to dwarf liquid curls that roll near the shore,
I dreamt yesterday and still am dreaming today...
Twenty years ago, blooms and fruits hang on vines
so fragrant, so fragrant were those days of mine
Now no more; their traces I could not find;
Today, I need to make more golden memories
etched to time as later, I'll be leaving them behind
And if someday, one wanders in my lifes forest
despite blowing winds and thunderstorms,
like the tiny plant, may I be that fruit-bearing tree.
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Open Poetry Contest - Poetry Contest
Sponsor Charlotte Puddifoot
~~~3rd place~~~
OLIVE ELOISA GUILLERMO
9:15 pm, July 11, 2015
They say love is a gamble but that can't be true. Because I wasn't gambling when I found you. I wasn't looking for love, my heart was cold. If I did have a hand, my hand I would fold. Why take a chance on something so rare? It's a game, it's a gamble, and it just isn't fair. But neither is life and what's life without love? It's no life for me so I look up above. As I pray for some help in this game I can't win. I push the button, my chance starts to spin. Just when I think my luck has ran out, I run into you and lose all doubt. So if love is a gamble, then grab the dice. No matter the cost, I'll pay it twice. I'll give you my chips, my tokens and more. I'll give you my love, it's you I adore. So if love is a gamble, then gamble you must. It's all or nothing, it's all or bust.
It started growing in a field
Billy Stover watched it grow
Because the corn was tall
Because Billy Stover was small
No one knew
Now one saw
No one saw how the tiny boy watched by the hour in summer's heat
Even from the top of high elm trees by the road
who could have detected that small lad stretched out
on his stomach leaning on his elbows watching
On stormy days Billy watched from the closest window
elbows propped up on the sill
He knew it was growing though he couldn't see it
He'd be down in the field now in the mud watching
but his mother forbade it
"What do you do out there Billy all by yourself?
What is it you do out there instead of playing?"
On certain days when the wind swayed the green stalks
and nipped Billy's cheeks his eyes would light up
He fought back a burning desire to run into the white kitchen
to tug at his mother's apron to bring her out
and show her his one spot
He jumped up once when the flames leaped high
started running for the house
"Mother! Mother!" he silently shouted
Every part of his small body shook with joy but
The bleak white walls of the kitchen
his mother her hands dipped in bread dough....................................
It started growing in the field in the dirt in the mind of Billy Stover
And no one could have kept a secret better than Billy
I'll Remember You
I woke up today hoping to see your smile...
But when I awoke you weren't there
I can't accept the fact that you're gone
I'm in denile, I wish you were here with me
Instead of far away...
But I know we'll be together again someday
I'll remember you
And the way you laughed
How I loved the way time would pass
I'll remember you
And the things you would say
To help me get by day after day
Now that you're gone
I don't know what to do without you
I miss walking through the door
And seeing you on the couch snoring more and more
I guess that part of my life is gone
And my new life without you has just begun
But don't worry dad I'll be okay
Because I know your watching me everyday
I'll remember you
And the things you would do to make me mad
Little did you know you made me glad
I'll remember you
How you would pick on me
I wish that's how it would always be
Now that you're gone
I don't know what to do without you...
I'll remember You
And the things you would say
To help me get by day after day
But when my time comes to be with you again...
I won't be alone, I'll run into your open arms
And hear you say "welcome home."
So you thought you were the stuff, ruff, tuff couldn't get enough. Wheeling, dealing, even stealing, trying to get rid of that low feeling. Wanting to be rich but there's a hitch, it's a straight *****, you run into a glitch, so you switch, turn counterfeit, writing bad checks, wearing a Bolex, even try to sell sex, loose all respect. Now with your new found friends, smoking lots of dope, drinking expensive gin. Hanging, slanging, even start banging, falling deeper into sin, knowing, you can either get dead or wind up in the pen, but you don't give in.
Still hanging tuff, life calls your bluff, wind up in handcuffs, turn into a creampuff. Don't know how you came through, go back to being the same old you, find yourself in another bind cause you're not paying attention to the warning signs, you keep jiving and conniving, walking a very thin line. You continue to kick it on up, run out of luck, spent your last buck, and you are stuck like Chuck. Want to turn the page but you've become a slave, all that mess is no longer fun, say I'm going to change, easier said than done.
Now you are geeking, tweeking don't know what you're seeking. Skinning, grinning, always loosing never winning. So you take a good look, you can see you've been hooked. So tired of feeling depraved, where will it end... In the grave SLAVE... Then you hear the voice of change, which you ignore, again you score, find your self back on the floor, can't take it any more.
So you look to the sky, ask Lord, why me. Because you are your best friend and your worst enemy. This is why you have a Saviour to set you free. Finally, you start to wake up, to listen at last, cause you have found, a hard head, will make a soft ass. In order to live right, you must fight the good fight and you won't be devoured by The Jaws Of Life. So the next time you hear that voice in your head but you do what you want instead, then find your self falling and falling, STOP STONEWALLING, IT'S GOD CALLING.