Best Tangled Poems

I walk along the old familiar path in the wood of my childhood -
the place that I willingly abandoned  
for the lure of new friends and activities 
that carried me ever farther from my simple carefree days.

Nothing here is quite the same,
and all that...

Continue reading...

Lost in a maze of dreams
  where nothing is as it seems,

- but then again, it never really was -

My heart is held captive behind an image,
         one
  of ghosts past

why do you leave me,
...

Continue reading...

A Tangled Mess

You make a tangled mess when you deceive
and have to tell a lie upon a lie
to change beliefs that someone else perceives.

You want to end the ruse and so you try
to tell them everything and start anew
and have to tell a lie upon...

Continue reading...

Laying beside you in this heavy air
I turn to take in your sultry stare
A desire to taste you fills my mind
To pull you in while taking my time
Lowering closer indulged in wanting
My weakness for you almost haunting
Making a way around your naked body
Every bit of...

Continue reading...

An oak tree, three hundred years he had stood.
Half-dryad, half-man, he has seen about everything,
Sadness and kindness, but never has he felt truly loved.

A tender vine lovingly nurtured under his darkened shade.
"Twine yourself around me, embrace me with your vine.
Perhaps a mystical chemistry will bond...

Continue reading...

To break through the darkness, into the fresh sunlight
To press ever upwards towards the light so bright
Twisting and turning and stretching arms out wide
Climbing pushing ever upwards, no more time to bide

Nothing can stop the growth, forever on and up
Until you wrapped around me and...

Continue reading...

Twilight, stay with me
 in hours between wrong and right;
 when confessions are murmured 
upon this life half done,
 that past mid-life, 
I ask for reprieve to settle 
unsolved desires those which 
enable my fears a choking 
of seasons' absence-

 Northwinds may be cold ,
cruel...

Continue reading...

tangled vines and shasta daisies embrace
long forgotten wagon wheels . . . 
the whisper of a breeze

________________________
August 6, 2012

Poetry/Kimo/tangled vines
Copyright Protected, ID 08- 4116-88-06
All Rights Reserved, 2012, Constance La France

Written for the Standard contest, tangled vines
sponsor, Brian Strand, HM, Judged 08/08/2012


Featured poem week of September...

Continue reading...

And the cemetery was inside a grove
   of tangled vines and rocks covered in moss.
Some toppled stones were scattered in the grass;
   too many years had gone to honor loss.

Too many years had gone to honor loss
   of souls,...

Continue reading...

Let me tangle in your song,
                              every masterpiece you create

   
   ...

Continue reading...

O, what a tangled web we weave when first we practise to deceive!
Can't help but to recall this famous quote from Sir Walter Scott...
When one reads the latest revelations on the financial scandal that is 1MDB...
Touted as a sovereign fund to help the economy of...

Continue reading...

The Tangled Web

Lines on her face grew deeper when fabrications were conceived
When further contradictions came, she knew not what to believe
Caught in a lie I’d be sent to my room; there’d be no reprieve
Mom said, "A tangled web we weave when first we practice to...

Continue reading...

IN THE TANGLED WEB OF TIME…

How long 
must we still march
and sing---
our feet grown weary
and facades of justice
quietly silencing our voices?

Today 
we remain footnotes
to his story---
our story 
a cocooned legacy
of a pregnant dream
hanging 
in the tangled web of time.

Matrices
of pseudo gains
continue
to tease un-ripened minds
with scams...

Continue reading...

Our love entwines as your arms open wide, open for your love to come enter into me. Sweeping me oh so gently off of my feet, clearing all of the imperfections that live in me.  Overwhelming me ever so swiftly, capable to move me...

Continue reading...

My mind is open
It has to be
Yet find myself tangled
In a tree

The wind
It wrestles
The safety line
As I hang with the birds
A silent wind chime

The breeze of emotion
Blows this way and that
The sun on my skin..
Then the rain caveat

My silky voice trembles
I just shouldn't be here
"The...

Continue reading...