I run from you, I'm breathless
I run into the mist
You cannot find me here tonight
I have ceased to exist
You can shout and search for me
But I will not be found
I'm running g a d I'm breathless
I'm fi ding hallowed ground
I strain to hear your footsteps
I hide with stones and dirt
I crawl behind stones angels
They who know my hurt
I'll run u til I'm free of you
I'll run where you won't see
I'm breathless and I'm waiting
Lost is where I'll be
Your hatred falls behind me
Your coldness now so far
I've escaped into this night
Away from where you are
Breathless I am gone now
Finally I've won
And you will never see me
Your darkness now is done
Breathless never, I
behold miracles
as special child prays
seeking divine help
midst sign language bliss...
God-breathed, I watch
prayer moves heights
midst faith of child
yearning to live...
Now, breath-filled
heart feels love*
so shared well...
Breathing
joyful...
Thanks!
*2 Corinthians 13:14The grace of the Lord Jesus Christ, and the love of God, and the communion of the Holy Ghost, be with you all. Amen.
June 8, 2026
2nd place, "2026-06-02 Breathless" Poetry Writing Contest
Sponsored by Constance La France; judged on 6/9/2026
As you voiced three syllables,
sufficiently capable
to reach me seven heavens at once,
making my heartbeats to dance and prance !
Rapid pulsation rippling on crest of passion:
First verbal interaction from silent admiration.
Eternal time took pause on emerald emotion.
On that auspicious moment
my dormant desires achieved fulfilment.
I held my breath turning breathless.
With best bliss of my life I was blessed.
My ardent ardour glowed in glory and grace.
Yet sudden separation I had to face
at one corner of my path.
Meaningless life to drag on earth !
My heartbeats to run as I'm taking breath -
being always ready to welcome death.
When trellis of flora
ripples like a drapery
I wander in awe, my yard
littered with dusk of starglow ;
As quietude circles this view
my lulled breaths heave inhale
The rhythmic tempo of nightfall,
when soft notes of windsong reel :
In stillness, treetops hum for mild sways
That floral tones invite healing
from rigid toil of day's drill---
My breaths less clamped from hours' noise
and by sauntering in yard's sanctuary--
My spirit finds wholeness,
till evening closes...enshrined
Contest: Breathless
Sponsor: Constance La France
BLIND, yet they see deeper, fuller.
RICHER by far, enriching
EVERY breath I take.
AWESOMENESS is what I see in
THEM, lighting up my clouded world.
HEROES in the greatest sense.
LOVE in the darkest caves.
ETERNITY is made for such as they.
STILLNESS in a God kind of way;
SOLEMNITY that takes my breath away.
“Suffocation is a cruel way to go.” - Arlaina Tibensky
Battered and bloodied, she suddenly came to!
Recently raped, in utter darkness she now lay.
Entirely baffled, she felt so very cold
And knew somehow her foe had gone away.
Trembling, she realized where she might be.
Her body inside a box had been encased.
Loudly she screamed; frantically she flailed.
Engulfed by terror, she knew where she’d been placed.
Shallow became her breath. She no more made a sound.
Suffocation was her fate beneath the lonely ground.
Baby you are all I need
Radiant in masculinity
Every inch of you is perfect
Are you mine to claim?
Thoughts of you, thoughts of us
How did I get so lucky?
Life is like a box of chocolates
Everyone so divine
Soft and sensual
Sabastian you are so fine!
2026-06-02 Breathless Poetry Contest
Sponsored by: Constance La France
I was fine up untill this moment
It hadn't really sunk in yet
That my new home wasn't the one that held my childhood memories
That my new school wasn't the one that remembered my half-done projects
That my new friends wouldn't be the ones who shared old adventures and knew all my references.
That the new weather wouldn't be the one with cool autumns and red falling leaves
or freezing winters with weekend trips to snow-covered hills
That my family wouldn't be just a word away for a hug
And that the air I was breathing wasn't the air from home
And suddenly, it was too hard for me to get a breath.
I want you I need you it wasn’t me I wasn’t there where were you I saw you you can’t escape I can’t escape why would you how could you look stop listen tell me now don’t wait why wait too late late late always late I wait always wait look see the time was he late did you why why would you I did it not true they lie all lie you lie you lie with him her it meant nothing don’t hang up I need to know they need to know who never stop listen don’t give me that no guilt your guilt go away you go away why should I you leave pack your bags no don’t I want you I need you love you I did you can’t answer why
When I explore beyond the sky
I wonder how it came to be
With the Creator who lives on high
It takes away my breath you see
I wonder how it came to be
The beauty is beyond compare
It takes away my breath you see
To think His Son He would not spare
The beauty is beyond compare
As I watch all the seasons change
To think His Son He would not spare
He took our sins in the exchange
As I watch each of the seasons change
I ponder how He gave me life anew
He took our sins in the exchange
Eternal life I now have that's true
I ponder how He gave me life anew
With the Creator who lives on high
Eternal life I now have that's true
When I explore beyond the sky
For the Breathless poetry contest
Sponsored by Constance La France
The moon gazes with romantic pleasure
Upon a stimulating obsidian hue.
Whilst burning, a shooting star catapults
Through a boundless sky.
It's beautiful, picturesque,
Softly glowing against darkness.
It spins gracefully in luminous,
Resonant movement of life's dust.
Lost to an ebbing wave of silent cries,
Left breathless like a fluttering glint of pearls.
Savoring budding moments like there's no tomorrow;
Birds' hymns lull mine into weightless sleep.
As silence slowly drifts away
In a gentle cascade of release.
Breathless
I gasp
for air at the
mention of your name. My
lungs strain to breathe but you leave me
breathless
"With death, the winter sleeps. . .
spring's rebirth promise, keeps.”
__by Poet
It leaves me breathless, how each year
our spring wakes up from winter sleep.
No hesitation, for it's true,
its promise for new life, will keep.
I woke one morning, there to find
by the front walk, buds did appear.
Snowdrops and lavender Crocus
gave birth to prove that spring is here.
Soon, painted landscapes, like a dream,
washed out the gloomy winter view
to leave me breathless in the glow
of pristine beauty, fresh and new.
To breathe the pureness of spring air
with fragrant mists of perfumed scent;
to feel the sun's refreshing breeze-
have left me breathless and content!
"Life is not measured by the number of breaths we take, but by the moments that take our breath away." ~ Maya Angelou
A lake view emerging from a mountain pass,
turquoise water reflecting the sun like glass -
a view of heaven;
butter-fingered hands that missed,
a football to the stomach and a fist -
countless bullies (six or seven);
on a prairie, soaking in some peace,
hearing honking of Canadian geese -
moving with the seasons;
the girl next door, a beautiful bride,
several of the wedding guests cried -
for different reasons.
It's not always the big things in life that leave the deepest glow... / quote by poet
Live slowly
Feel the feather silk breeze
Find your inner compass with
symmetry, harmony
atmosphere and charisma
Relish what is humble and insignificant
The body is a sensitive instrument
Time and inner peace
The beauty of nature touches us
Some moments you realize that coming,
while others just come
Quite indescribable right in front of me-
a magnificent deer, huge antlers that shone
in the morning sun
A magical moment that left me breathless
I count my blessings
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