IMAGININGS *
a mischievous
appearance
& disconcerting
expressions
undress the night
unconscious smiles
for
every dream
in
uprooted shadows
the day
does not
sleep
in great
weariness
where we
lock ourselves
hidden
softly
in its virtues
upon
in
a
field
of reflections
a
hand
to caresse
&
playful eyes
to
share
their clarity
lids
cast down
trace
temptations
lost
in
the dull
shadowed
skies
of leisure
whede innocence
facez
crippled
torment
in
laughter
wrinkles
OPEN VERSE using spaces&breaks/no grammatical symbols /relying on 'the one breath limitation'/this intuitive cadence permits the 'reader' (reciter)to respond in an interpretative-interplay unique** to the ' happening moment'
Getting lost in the pain.
Standing alone in the rain.
I feel I'm going totally insane.
Cover my face, try to hide my shame.
You were my partner, provider of incredibly trutrue love I have for ya.
I crave the scent and taste of you.
You my lover, complete devotion I show for you. Adore the way you smile at me.
I miss and cry for you.
Please pray, soon I'll be shown mercy, not long enough to live with out you, Ya my bestie. Lordie have courtesy.
Our love forever lasting, infinity beyond death even after I take my last breath.
Try hard to not be depressed, remind myself I had been truly blessed. By the way you would caresse the outline of my breast.
Laying holding one another my head listening to your heartbeat upon your chest, my favorite headrest.
Grey eyes smiling down on me... "OH damn," "God bless! " The top of my head your chin would rest. Captain with your beard of red.
Saying " Hey sugar ****," I love you girlie"!
Small things I now dearly miss.
Until we meet again my love this isn't the end.
Les bras du cœur sont grands ouvert
C'est le temps dit chanté
Venez en profiter
Lance-moi vos sourires
Je vais même vous faire rire
Notre destin est libre
Voilà, l'équilibre
Dieu protège et rejoint
Seigneur, je te retiens
Au fond de mon cœur
Où demeures
La profondeur
Merci Seigneur
La suprématie
Bonjour mes nouveaux amis
LES SAISONS PARTAGÉES
je me souviens
le bleu de tes yeux
la caresse de ta main
dans la mienne
je me souviens
les mots doux chuchotés
la richesse de ton rire
je me souviens
comment tu mordais dans la vie
avec ton cœur chevalresque
je me souviens
les saisons partagées
aussi vite disparues
et maintenant
je n’ai que les souvenirs
à chérir précieusement
tout en rapiéçant ce qu’il reste
de mon cœur en débris
Translated from my poem CHERISHED MEMORIES
AP: Honorable Mention 2025
My love is strong
My love is good
You are my light to love
You are the person I care in my heart.
My desire want to love you
I wànt your love
Feel your touch on me
Feel your caresse
And hold your arm on me
you are my love and my soulmate.
Sonnets After
Midnight #1 (Far
Destined Winds)
Far destined winds, port a love song for me.
Send silent heart-thoughts of hope in the air,
To her left standing far across the sea--
Gazing from a tower to see me from there.
Oh wind have a breeze her soft brow caresse;
Send flowing waves to whisper in her ear
My unheard music of love's tenderness
I would sing to her if I cold be near.
Winds for me stroke with gossamer fingertips
Her ebony long tresses whose soft touch I miss.
And for me touch her purest trembling lips
Never once profaned by my unworthy kiss.
Messenger unseen, to her in her land,
Go where I may not stretch forth my own hand.
originally written to a paramour in Strasbourg, France, probably in 1982
I am the wind
Weightless, always in motion
Free flowing,
Reaching out gently
To everything
In touch
And yet, I
Am lonely
Becoming still
And solitary as
People walk through
Me, the wind
As I blow harder,
Wishing to be heard
And yet, no one
Hears the outcry
Within my soul
And as they wonder
Where I am
They look but,
I am no longer here
But,
Did they every really
Care anyway
Of my being?
I ponder these things
While people
Continue
To walk through me
Hearing, but not listening
To my free flowing
Words of gentle
Caresse to the soul
Of any who stop and
Listen
To my own heartbeat
Of undying existence
As I determinedly
Flow on, looking
For my own
Ocean of happiness...
Le soleil a perdu sa lumière en plusieurs années
Dans l'autre face de la grande Meditteranee;
Et, avant que je retrouve cette sliver,
Qui ma aidé a rentré au quai des Milliardaires;
Vous aviez déjà établie une place dans son monde,
Par les grincements des petites roues rondes;
Quand vous avez montré une flip-flop dans l'air ;
Etant bien apprécier ainsi que…des twitchers,
Qui aiment la sérénité et la beauté d'Antibes;
La veille ville, où mon esprit reste à vivre;
Mon coeur ne s'arrête pas à rechercher son amour,
Malgré, qu’il ait pris mon retour
Comme juste...une petite nouvelle;
Mais, pourquoi suis-je triste ? Si, lui est dans les cieux !
Savez-vous ? Que les temps partagés…
Ont donnés une histoire de fraternité qui restera gravé,
Sans être de même sang et de même chair,
Mais, par l'amitié, qu'existera jusqu’à la fin de la Terre.
Jusqu’au jour, qu'on ne se retrouve plus à respirer;
Ah voila, le panda à coté ! Qui vous considère comme son aîné ;
Comme un frère qui se tiendra toujours là près de toi,
Et, qu’il donnera n'importe quoi...
Sa caresse et ses larmes pour les bénéficies des autres;
Lui, un vrai trésor sans prix pour une certaine vie…la Notre !
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