Best Untouched Poems
She is soothing music,
but an unwritten script.
A silent movie,
but visually, cinematic elegance.
Infatuated lyrics thirst to
compose onto tones of her curves.
Her tongue is a sensual dance,
a serenade of sensitive sensations.
Her lips a path to pristine passion,
her eyes a gateway to heaven.
But she is grandeur of purity,
a distinction of innocence.
Fate must learn patience,
in the pursuit of desire.
Simple Musing
Silent One
8 March 2020
Categories:
untouched, desire, romance, romantic love,
Form:
Free verse
She's untouched fruit
from forbidden orchards
barren and wrinkled
with fragmented twigs,
whirling to the beat
of melancholic musings
of black-winged butterflies
that croon and reflect
the true tragedy of a queen
waiting for the
return of her king.
Beneath splitting dusks,
above wicked woodlands
of weathered grim dreams,
personified pomegranate seeds
drip in sangria sins
that feed her fears and lies
from familiar chalices,
but below the streams of
poetic gardens,
raspberry rivers taste
sweeter than honeydew melons.
Cosmos decipher
her destiny designed
for a silhouette emblazoned
in tarnished trinkets,
But there's nothing left
In her shining throne
that reflects in sorrow
like a tombstone
adorned with tilted
tulips and wilted roses
in a ruined wilderness.
All that remains is
a crown that lays
amongst ebony
and bones covered in
cobwebs coated in
memories and hurt.
Her tears swiftly freeze
into frost glazed lakes
holding the last breeze
of mourning dunes
searching for a valley
with his finest tune,
but empty chambers below
her feet echo with ghosts
of his rhymes,
as pantoums tangle in the
paralyzed streaks of
her golden hair.
She sits in silence listening to the wind
carrying wicked witches
and mythological stones,
Hearing the tale
of beloved cities separated
by unforgiving constellations.
If eternity can be illustrated
with calligraphic scriptures,
this poetic saga will reveal
immortal affections
through metaphors that
stretch beyond medieval
manuscripts of an
infinite infatuation.
Categories:
untouched, crush, cute love, love,
Form:
Free verse
Take from me that which you will
Those things that I possess
Strip from me the trinkets
That speak of my success
Look at me with jaundiced eye
With disdain on your face
Treat me as subordinate
Keep me in my place
Speak to me with vitriol
Mock my point of view
Contradict my every word
Their meaning misconstrue
I can overlook these things
As you strive to denigrate
Because the measure of a man
Is forgiving those who hate
Categories:
untouched, forgiveness, me, me,
Form:
Rhyme
"The Dream of Her Untouched Sea"
Caressing Her tidal pools
the floor of Her Oceans rise
Sunlight through the crystal canopy
shines on Her
song of the siren mind
meeting the Majesty
all commanding
they commune with Her
within Her greater depths,
the Emeralds and Sapphires
of Her pristine sanctuary
kind and perilous, She is,
then all at once -
a tempest sanctified;
Love is all there is,
baptised in Her holy waters
kissed by Her grace
under Her god like body
no virus will survive
There lives in dreamlike state
another Kingdom
that breathes in plumes
nebulous then immaculate
Neptune sees freedom
bathed in light and dark depth hues
Christened in Her eyes
there floating before Her, You,
begotten, borne again
skin wet against Her mouth
hushed and warm
Her body opens and pulls you in,
you are lulled
by the velvet comfort
cool and calm
of Her silent reckoning,
the crest of Her waves
the rise and fall of
Her smooth satin,
She is sensuously moist
welcoming and forbidden
enticing you with
Her serene eminence one day,
the next, you’d gladly drown
to swim with mystical untouched souls
swallowed in Her voluptuous hallowed waters
salty skinned and hair all tangled
black and glistening
midnight blue
like seaweed and sea urchins
strung up and strewn
with ripe wide opened
red sea poppies
all wrapped around
your fingers
no ropes to pull you in
you are caught up in Her
all around you
you are hypnotised
She is dangerously close
and closing in
like you’re a sea leopard
caught, you’ve roamed too far
a hungry sea wolf ensnarled
and grinning in Her freedom net
you are swimming deeper into her
seduced, just longing, yet
to somehow be
the deeper not the shallow
in the dream of Her untouched sea
(LadyLabyrinth / 2020)
Categories:
untouched, ocean, romance, sensual,
Form:
Romanticism
Death's malodor dances
with winds of lament
heart wonders, mind ponders
watching sunset lose her grace,
time has become an adversary,
pulsating in our misfortune,
orchestrating a tragedy of love
heart wonders, mind ponders
in the hope of tomorrow,
silence cries for my untouched lover.
How unjust life would be
if my last sigh was not in her presence
heart wonders, mind ponders
pangs of passion plead,
to gaze into her eyes,
to lose myself in her scent,
to kiss the gloss of her lips,
to merge like ink and paper.
Devoted in an euphoric embrace,
illuminating like a perpetual rainbow
but
Romeo's curse contaminates our destiny -
her heart weeps, searching for a cure.
Simple Musing
Silent One
28 March 2020
Categories:
untouched, angst, death, love hurts,
Form:
Free verse
Deep in the wilderness lies a hidden lake
Fed by a stream from high on the mountain
Water cold, deep and crystal clear…
Untouched by man
Here lives the deer, the fox, the bear
Glass reflecting the proud eagle’s flight
The minnow, the trout, the beaver….
Untouched by man
Vanishing habitat but they remain unaware
Living wild and free for these precious days
Untouched by man…
Categories:
untouched, nature,
Form:
Free verse
Virgin Pure, Untouched By Evil In Men
Where sun has fallen down in land so fair
hides a lone tombstone hidden in woods deep.
Death had caught a beauty so very fair,
that all three - Sun, sky and wind sadly weep.
Shining, in bloom of youth and quite carefree
she of the forest glen had Nature's love.
Her tender heart she had given to me,
now her heart and sweet soul rests far above.
Weeping willows, pond where white flowers thrive
I see her wading its magical scenes.
Dear mercy! If only she were alive
instead of buried there, in her late teens!
In night dreams, I see her in forested glen.
Virgin pure, untouched by evil in men.
Robert J. Lindley, 2-02-2018
Sonnet, (Death Of The Enchanting Forest Maiden)
Categories:
untouched, appreciation, beauty, death, deep,
Form:
Sonnet
I admire her from a distance.
As you would a piece of art.
Afraid to say things that I feel.
To touch .Or show my heart.
My body is a vessel. With a heart of stone within.
I fear for all to see it. Or to use it once again.
I wore it on my shoulder . For all the world to see.
It seems I gave it freely . And it got the best of me.
If my life could be started over.
I would pick a different time.
One where I would'nt know her.
Or ever have her own my mind.
If now I was struck with blindness.
If I could never see again.
Her face would never leave me.
Her love always within.
Categories:
untouched, life, lost love, passion,
Form:
Free verse
THE UNTOUCHED GARDEN
Love is like an untouched garden.
It doesn't seem to have much value
when at first you get it,
but its value increases
the longer you keep it.
If you are willing to
tend it,
water it,
fertilize it,
work with it,
suffer with it,
plow its field,
plant the seed,
believe,
one day, from your persistence,
tiny flowers will bloom.
With hard work, you can accomplish
anything.
However, if you want to keep love,
or a garden, in the same worthwhile state
you first intended,
you must be willing to care for it
with the same loving hands
that first created it,
or it will wither and die
and so will a part of you.
Janet Marie Bingham
Categories:
untouched, beauty, encouraging, happiness, hope,
Form:
Prose Poetry
Lady fair...my fairmaiden
I picture you in your bedchamber
facing your vanity contemplating
the sad beauty,of raven locks
glinting emerald eyes,which cry
only within',as no tears are
to be seen on your self reflection
The knowing of your one true love
....uncertainty is his return
as you slowly brush out ebony curls
trying to smile in anticipation
thoughts as a deep well overflow
and flood your emotion filled heart
Fingers wrapped in spiraling forms
you begin to tug in pouty frustration
longing to be touched,to be desired
as your wanting fantasy screams
within' the confines of your mind
within' the self being reflected back
....only seen by you,only known to you
If only I could,my mind transcend
defy the universal law,and
rip apart the fabric of space
which veils as a seperator
disallowing a moments grace filled
wonder of your loving touch
to soothe eachothers burning will
but...alas,my lady fair
fore we must wait
time takes care of eveything
in due time......
Categories:
untouched, adventure, imagination, love, self,
Form:
Free verse
hot, humid, barren
granite outcropping garden
brown moss, flowers bloom
8/3/2018
Categories:
untouched, flower,
Form:
Haiku
Majestic wetlands
Reflecting tenuous limps
Under a blue quilt
Inspired by Raul Moreno’s “Tranquility” contest !
Categories:
untouched, nature, peace
Form:
Haiku
As paths cross once again
This time I remain
Unmoved, untouched
This heart does not scorch
It will not revisit the past
For fear it will not last
A touch of sadness settles, yet mixed with peace
Friends we can be forever, but this heart’s out of reach
~*~
Categories:
untouched, introspection, life, love
Form:
Free verse
Pondering in sloth riddled exile, Stained by resolute pixel batter
Mutilated by idea’s negligent dirty mudded and infested bath-water
Sharing the extreme imagination contrast reality.
Panic thrusted full pelt entrusted.
Money feeds such little it cares
Freelance breed suffering servant indeed.
The ubiquitous sleeve hidden and deceived
Laughing smiles teeth that gleam
Sweaty handshakes left unfilled and malice built
A practitioner of harmful concept
A leveller of nature’s milk.
Categories:
untouched, allegory,
Form:
Enclosed Rhyme
fire spreads quickly
animals scurry to safety
red rose untouched
Haiku Wannabe contest
Trillinea O first attempt at this form.
I could not find on the soup so I labeled
it as a Haiku.
Categories:
untouched, fire, hope,
Form:
Haiku