Best Taking Poems
BREATH taking LOVE
in the mist of a refreshing summer morning
you take my night away, giving passion to exceed my day
a Romance so secure, a kiss before you walk away
Cherishing you with one thought through out the day
I await for your return, with the sight, holding my breath
two spells bestowed on me and you
a song meant for two, dance under the twilight
strike a match burn my fire, my one true desire
beauty comes in divine
lost in the art our bodies show
an over heated lamp, no reason to dim the light
Passion so deep, nothing else compares
temptation devoting measures, intoxication full of exotic pleasures
worshiping the ground, a walk so unique
tongue twisted, a rich flavor of mine
Lusting you beyond hot,
like a sparkling gem, a bag of rubies is what you got
Holding me mesmerize with your eye
making my cold days warm with out a blanket
the sun gets brighter, only you can fix my broken smile
a steal with your appeal
luxury worth more than gold
arms so tender I welcome your hold
contamination of the heart, a smell of flowers
perfect under the moonlight
timeless flipping the hourglass around
Destine to be the one my journey takes
my fate, your hands, my love, you make,
our lives worth living for
I look in to the sky As two eagles soar,
symbolizing our love A love that is forever, immortal
for eternity, a love so endlessly..
for: the Rambling Poet //// (contest)
= BREATH TAKING LOVE
I walk into the night
And leave the world behind,
The fading of the light,
The stumbling of the blind
I seek another path
A road that has no goal
But the semblance of the truth
The yearning of my soul.
The moon holds centre stage
Beyond the trellis trees
The city lights engage
But can no longer please
A mind grown tired of life
A heart no longer strong
Tired of this world of strife
Return where they belong
The wind picks up the leaves
And gusts across the park
Where silent shadows heave
And vanish in the dark.
What held us here so long?
What fantasy prevailed?
The plans we lived among
Have long since been derailed.
And so I take my leave
I say to all goodbye
There is no call to grieve
There is no need to cry.
I seek another path
A road that has no goal
But the semblance of my truth
The yearning of my soul
It starts as a thought,
a troubling notion far out
on the extremes of distance
making room for a lifetime
to occupy the intervening space.
Seasons come and go -
wildflowers ripple colour
across wide open plains
and inland rivers exhaust
into a shimmering heat haze
beneath an outback sun.
Fruits ripen and vines rush
to swell their sweet bounty
before the savagery of frost.
Love blossoms, grows, matures
into a silence, gathering all
that has been spoken
into an offering to transcendence.
Candles are lit in the crevices
of the soul.
It comes finally,
swallowing distance -
a whole lifetime -
and you stand paralysed
within your own sense of being,
powerless in the cross-hairs
of its sure aim.
Our children are dying
Lying down facing the street
Our own kind has made the task easy for others to complete
From slavery by our own people
To the hand of those who thinks of us as unequal
For they too look at us as a disgrace to the world’s sequel
Beneath all that we’ve been taught
Has a price for our minds to be bought
Controlled by our daily interest
Watching, listening and thinking has destroyed our hope
Now we started wishing
Petitioning around the world
Trying to fight for our little boys and little girls
Praying to the Lord what have we done?
Keeping our hearts filled with faith
Yet the war feels like we haven’t won
Still surrounded by legal murderers with guns
Old and young
Oppressed by what we use to believe in and proud to shout through our lungs
Now our trust has been crushed
Trying to figure out how my skin is nominated in being punished
Expressing to my daughters and sons
That it’s no time to worry about the hottest outfit or latest Jordan’s
Never listen to the news but pay attention to the rules
Of how they show nothing but the blues of their future
Give them encouragement and ideas
To better themselves than the ones already out here
Remind them to never forget who you are
Always set yourself aside from negativity and never be apart
Knowledge is power s know more than your name
But know your ancestor’s land
When you find out then you’ll be able to take a stand
Cats don't like going to the vet,
In fact, they can get quite upset.
Somehow they just know,
When the crate makes a show,
They instantly begin to fret.
First they'll hide under the bed.
Getting them out fills us with dread.
They'll scratch and they'll bite,
And put up a fight.
Wish we could tranquilize them instead.
In the car they'll meow and cry,
Sounding like their going to die.
In the office they'll balk,
And no treat or sweet talk,
Will make them willing to comply.
Of course the vet knows what to do,
And after an exam and a shot, too,
They'll run into their crate.
Going home is so great,
We can't help but shout Yahoo!
7/31/21
Oceans of loneliness forgiven
petrichor slowly dances away
a strawberry kiss commencement
in deepest recesses of my mind
just linger
with desserts of pleasure
wrapped around
the very essence of my soul
brandy hints, a take of summer
shining down upon her grace
footfalls ambulate the shoreline
docked, the harbour
is way too too full
no rush of roses blushing in the daylight
there's a new day sense of smell
fresh cut green green grasses
as she struts and shakes her ass
there is no weeping for the lonely
I'm going to take it all away
I put my money to work
I put my words into action
Turning my thoughts into reality
Screaming the power of one
We are misled by the world
Adapting wrong information
Refraining from our own destiny
People telling us we are nothing
Laughing at our crazy dreams
I use my head for correction
Let my mind wonder a little bit
Mixing all the chemicals in the reaction
I don't need any approbation
Screw the world, if it stands still
Till the end of my days
New star every week
Old star gonna perish
New year with a new weep
Let us stand up as the world
Help women and children
Put wrong doers into prison
Liberty for all the people
I put my words into action
Let alone no perfection
The world needs affection
Working with the law of attraction
Today I found a bird with a broken wing,
From whence it came, I know not where.
His delicate body shuddered in fear,
The pain he felt was much to endure.
Left to die without help to survive,
This little bird stumbled around outside.
Without ability to fly,
He suddenly noticed I was holding him still.
I then softly whispered in his ear,
I'll take care of your broken wing.
I will take you home and repair you for flight,
So you will be back in the air to fly.
The bird calmly rested,
His little heart slowed down to a normal beat.
He felt the gentleness of my voice,
And knew he would be safe once more.
I comforted and mended his broken wing,
Fed him droplets of food and drink.
Comforted his trembling body as best I could,
Removing as much fear as I was able to.
The weeks quickly passed,
And the bird's strength improved.
I could see he was ready to test his wing.
So I removed the splint I had wrapped him in.
As soon as the splint was removed,
The little bird looked up at me and blinked.
He then began to move his wing,
And test its strength to begin again.
I took him outside in the fresh air,
Where he could smell nature's breeze,
And feel the world at his feet.
Still fearful of taking flight.
Within moments,
The little bird looked at me again,
Then spread his wings,
And took to a tree.
I left the little cage outside,
To let him know a home was nearby.
Protected from harm and weather,
Until he was able to take flight.
The little bird sat in the tree for days,
Then suddenly,
He let out a screech,
He took flight and flew up high.
He flew away,
But to my surprise,
I can still hear him tweeting,
In the trees outside.
©2016 by Lee Christine Brownlee
Once life slipped from my young days,
taking away all happiness;
it rained, but flowers didn't grow,
hope was as far as a rainbow...
deprivation and longing
made me shout at my ill fate
to stop its wrongdoing
before it turned to hate.
Yes, taking back life wasn't easy,
but what's left is mine to pursue...
to enjoy before my hour of death;
and I hope that it will continue
without disrupting the harmony
between love and happy living:
'though lost time can't return,
the present is enough!
Years have passed and generosity
has flourished in a loveless heart,
now, every friend notices how
it loves them without resentment;
and they reflect over my words,
" Taking back life wasn't easy...
I fought hard and won
by making the right choices!"
I’m taking my camel to town,
do you got a problem with that?
I’m gonna get him some fresh water
and clean provender
What cha say,
they don’t sell to his kind?!
He’s the finest mottled brown,
this side of the Sahara desert sand
This camel got the blackest spots
mixed in
Proof that the sun
calls him his friend
While I’m in town,
I’m gonna buy my beautiful animal
a white straw hat
Do you have a problem with that?
There are things one must do in this world to survive,
If one's to get through this life and contrive,
Not to lean on the goodness of those that we love,
And expect them to put our own welfare above,
The things that they need for their own livelihood.
One prepares for one's future as everyone should.
A rebel is one who ignores all the rules,
And looks on the wise as sheep and as fools,
For deciding to follow a straight, narrow path,
And steer clear of trouble and clean up their act,
For in making decisions you decide your own fate,
And trial and error brings wisdom too late.
You'll lose in the long run unless you can learn,
Your mistakes must be paid for and honor is earned,
When you take care of business and keep your nose clean,
And follow the rules 'stead of fighting the reigns.
I'm coming from afar, I'm after who you are
I'm coming fast, and not on the grass.
I've traveled all night
to fight this fight, new history I will write
I'm coming from the sea, and my soldiers are with me.
I've got the king, crown and the key.
I'm taking center court
because you're coming up short.
and who's gonna stop me
My crown on my head, your reign is dead
My scepter in my hand, my castle boy its grand
My soldiers on the standby and this is why.
we have surrounded your fort.
I'm taking center court, you're coming up short
and who's gonna stop me?
this is not a message or a makeover
ladies, this is a takeover
I stand center court, never to come up short
need no support. I got the key, and who's gonna stop me.
On this day
A day of sigh
A wooden box
My body may lie
But Me myself
You will not find
In the ground
I won't be found
For I am no longer
Earthly bound
This I ask
Please don't cry
For this is the day
I learn to fly
With my maker
By my side
We'll meet again
By and by
If you believe
As like I
One day I'll teach you how to fly
So as I say my final goodbye
I assure you that I am fine
The wonders behold
Are beyond defy
But if you shall need me
I'm not hard to find
I'll be in the Great Divine
Showing others how to fly
Look real close and you shall find
Look with your heart instead of your eye
I am where the ocean meets the sky
With tho Lord
Learning to fly
She is taking all my friends away.
Something I commonly hear.
Daily.
And it is weird but
As soon as it happens
The victim wants no other friend
But that one.
Crazy?
Yes,
But so
Third grade!
I watch the Time tick to the Morning.
I beheld the roses thorning.
The hours are soaring.
The earth is quaking.
The waves are roaring.
The heavens are shaking.
The rain is pouring.
The seals are breaking.
The clock talks of seasons of warring.
The earth is up for the taking.