Out of my mind and lost in time
Holding on to a love unkind
Unwind the twine that cruelly binds
Me to my severed valentine
Her voice still calls through echoing halls
As madness clings to crumbling walls
All consumed in lingering perfume
Her presence like a ghost haunting this room.
Left behind—a love consigned
A fantasy born within my mind
She gave a heart that was never mine
Loving lines that failed to rhyme
With deep regret, our fate was set
Your piercing dagger I’ll not forget
I curse your name in stabbing pain
All that remains—this haunting refrain
Categories:
binds, betrayal, dark, gothic, loss,
Form: Rhyme
The force binding you
to the deepest parts of me,
light invades the dark.
Categories:
binds, emotions, feelings, lust,
Form: Senryu
she binds her own hands
keeping her true self away from herself
shuts her mouth tighter than a refrigerator door
nothing oozes out, or hints to her feelings
she is as closed as I am eager
I want her to unbind her hands
I want her to open her lips
and speak her heart
but it is not to be
she keeps herself bound and gagged
taking her heart hostage, not allowing it to breathe
revealing nothing of her emotions
closed and terrified, living a half life
this is her choice
no one can unbind her hands
no one can live her truth
or follow her heart
if she is determined to remain bound
Categories:
binds, self, woman, women,
Form: Free verse
Within the hallways of my mind a memory that clings
spoken words of wisdom, beneath the hush of Christmas morn
A little kitchen full of goods a gaze that said, " you are loved"
what a child remembers is all the days of one life's adorn...
Garbed in flannel wrapped in joy beneath the tree we'd sit
unraveling treasures with disentanglement and foresight
Outside the snow kept falling softly upon our little house
where just the four of us kept vigil with the Holy child.
Today the world has changed but one thing still remains
we still believe in Christmas, for its love that binds us all
recall your own Noel dear friends but do remember this
it's in the eyes of those you meet, that sweet, repeated bliss.
Categories:
binds, appreciation, love,
Form: Free verse
Life when it’s tragic
a forced similarity
Spreading like water
—flooding the plain
(Dreamsleep: April, 2022)
Categories:
binds, water,
Form: Free verse
There was that first day that I began to be therapized.
I was worried I’d be hypnotized.
But soon, my ghostly smile came through.
As we played our games that invoke hope, not doom.
This fear that I had been hoarding.
For so long, it dried my memories that in my head were boring.
Some days, it was as if I were creating inspiring memories.
And on others, it was as if the corruption of my heart faded my discoveries.
There is no such thing as aftermath, there are only people that are kind.
And soon I shall release the guilt that binds!
Categories:
binds, anxiety, growth, hope,
Form: Rhyme
Ego binds us in narrowness
Veiling the throb of bliss
Delusion is separateness
We sense something amiss
Once thoughts rest, we are free
Head-heart with love agree
In childlike, playful spree
Earth life grinds
Ego binds
09-October-2021
Quietus
Categories:
binds, freedom, joy, life, love,
Form: Rhyme
the chain that binds humanity
bigotry… in all forms
our hearts, minds & souls
must learn to overcome
we must break free of its grasp
to achieve great peace
Categories:
binds, peace,
Form: Free verse
We were family,
We came together,
We fell apart,
We loved and loved,
We ran away from each other until we were completely lost,
We hurt each other when we could not understand the hurt inside,
And we forgave,
We laughed, oh we laughed long and hard and heartily,
We smiled each time we saw each other and remembered we are divinely one,
We are family by blood by choice by love
We were family in spirit before and will be again.
Categories:
binds, black african american,
Form: Free verse
A union blessed is that of ours,
filled with love, joy and other
powers,
loneliness, sadness,
and unhappiness,
shall always be staved;
for this love,
that came our way
which neither time,
nor space,
nor even death,
can a love like this
be put to rest;
know you now
and forever more,
that in eons to come
our love shall be
a wondrous lore
Categories:
binds, love,
Form: Free verse
Sublime hearts entwined two halves of a whole
needing each other staring in wonder.
Never saw beauty till this night's control,
a love swirling round roaring like thunder.
Reddish gold hues peek over the skyline
reflecting my soul cupid's endeavor.
Now the dawns ambush with loves amber wine,
heart lit with ecstasy lost forever.
The pounding of drums as your name lingers
on my lips displacing rainbow sweet hues.
Amazing touches swirl round my fingers
yearning the music I choose not to lose.
In the back seat while idle clouds were low
recapturing past drenched in twilight glow.
1-27-2018
Categories:
binds, love,
Form: Sonnet
The ring,
a white gold band
with the brilliance of gem,
worn since the day I said “I do”.
A ring that binds my heart and mind to yours
A part of me it has become.
An emblem of my love
for only you -
the ring.
14 November 2017
Categories:
binds, dedication, love, marriage,
Form: Rictameter
We think good and bad
God thinks of all purity
He never misses
We think first then do
we think means that's may be done
His thought becomes real
No we can't bind time
His wishes binds everything...
everything depends
in His every wish
time power's blocked without miss
continues till end
Categories:
binds, god,
Form: Haiku
Rhythm develops
everything
horrid
heavenly thoughts
misery
tones of home vibrate
livelihood exists inside
ambiance waves crash
tear shorelines
sliding through marinas
ships live n' die
by rhythm
high tide
to low the sailor knows
to schoon the great deep sea
respecting nature's violent blessing
the Bind that won't untie
excitement for the divide
all there
inside the rhythmic ride
arithmetic and music
cruising ocean blue
with the muse
the full moon at the side
providing just the perfect stride
Categories:
binds, life, nature, philosophy, sea,
Form: Kwansaba
A poet’s warm and spicy place to meet,
The soup will stir emotions bright and rare.
There, friends will write their best poetic feat.
And inspirations season thoughts with flare.
The words that flow may have no rhyme or beat.
But formal forms are often shared with care.
While contests challenge many poet’s mind.
Encouragement from friends does my heart bind.
© January 14, 2012
Dane Ann Smith-Johnsen
Categories:
binds, friendship, introspection, on writing
Form: Ottava rima
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