Best Supposing Poems

Fair weather eye's
focused on the eastern horizon
occasional salty sea spray
followed by a chilly breeze .

A voyager , wandering adrift today's beyond
searching for better tomorrows
on life's ocean of emotions rolling wave's

At times , I feel like changing direction's
follow the sun to the west
go in circles to...

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If you know,
impart what you know.
Don't say that you know,
when you don't know.
It is beguiling to say that you don't know
when you know.
I tarry with you all night,
supposing that you know, 
and you really don't know
yet you tell me that you know


©2013 Christine Phillips...

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Are you one of life's many players?
Wearing a mask so others can't see;
Hiding feelings, won't let them show,
Absent from what reality might be.

Do you go through life supposing?
That you're the master of your life's all;
But when things in life are amiss,
It's then upon God you...

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Every word, sentence and paragraph has three main components.  Each one has a beginning, a middle, and an ending.  On All Poetry there are two groups specializing in brevity.  Pure brevity and brevity.  Pure brevity can have as a complete poem...

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You brush against me supposing not to know,
but a catch in your breath does surely show
there’s an ache, a stirring somewhere below. 

Thus begins our foreplay, a prelude we know well
for loving touches say more than words tell.
It’s been that way since first in love...

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So deep a love to feel
Your muse Cupid would wonder
When the golden chance you couldn’t steal
Preferring instead to explore gambits like a gander

Pushing a prevarication scheme without a clear
Strategy as to where you felt your breakthrough
Would emerge from, dear
Although to your credit you remained true

Supposing...

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Why should the mimic apologize? 
Where are the cupboards?
Where are the wages?
Where is the tailor? I had
no use for algebra, I knew it-
in as much incognito on a prefabricated track,
in order that....
free thinking then supposing,
til warning for dreamless help provided,
a typewritten treat from this meditative...

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Hershey, Pennsylvania’s a place I would like to go.
It is essentially a chocolate El Dorado.
This little town somewhere in the middle of the state
is truly a place many people consider great.
It’s just full of chocolate goodies without any doubt.
You can get chocolate bars with almonds,...

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If I told it today,
In this moment, right now,
Would you believe me?
Not just please me,
But believe me?

If I opened my chest
And exposed my heart,
Would you not hold me?
Not bring me comfort?
Not shed a tear?

My God! Can you even cry?

Supposing I loved you,
And gave my all
With...

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How lucky can one man be

To have the love and friendship

Oh so many sweet adorable people

Here on the Soup... male and female

It's like a love-in from the sixties

Minus the beads and hippie hair

(Well, I'm supposing!)

Those were wild, free spirited days

Making love, NOT war

I was newly...

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Of Love I Ask

Who do we ask 
love from? Who do 
we expect love 
from? It is hard to 
say, when as a 
child you never felt 
it. I don't 
remember a hug, 
or a kiss, or 
anyone showing 
me love.



If I were a child...

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Speak to me my muted heart
where went your rhyming ways
The voice of a hearts deepest hour  
in mysteries a soul explained

Is your rhythm lost or simply hiding
in the noise of life as it whines
expression tied by hopes revising
sweet serenity and peace of mind

You run...

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Stripping For The Crown

Well, I sat back and thought about your contest
As silly as it may sound, I chuckled with a grin
A contest I desperately desire to win, 
Bribing the sponsor, with words - not money

Sadly, I sit on top of the popularity list, 
Not...

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ON HIS BIRTHDAY
from Anne Donne to her husband John – supposing she went on record..

Five senses have we, but just one soul
I take you part by part, and then the whole
Your fingertips begin at shadow’s end
And I on each a hundred kisses spend.

Your toes from...

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She was an old lady, widowed for years long.
Mrs. Sims was her name, lived a block away.
She was alone, her three children were gone.
Never a caring word did she hear them say.

I was busy, a young man trying for the top.
Board meetings, audits, trips—much to...

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