midsummer midnightand sweet dreams
orchestra of crickets
a steady snore
blades spinning overhead
moon tapping the blinds
midsummer midnight
eyes darting back & forth
between fantasias
and goosebumps, nebulosity
between reality
and surrealism
midsummer midnight
the court of inside & out
each one, unknown
to the other - a cup of joe
extracts the residuals
fog lifts with cream and a pour
Novo dia
Hoje
A nova aurora
resplandece
traz a certeza do novo tempo!
Páginas de segredos fantasias!
Quando a noite chegar
Trazendo infinitas respostas
Relembre as promessas
que você cumpriu!
Quando a noite chegar
te peço que leves
Aonde quer que vá
A lembrança guardada.
Hoje.
Quando a noite chegar
te peço que leves
o perfume e as cores
e os “cheques do coração”!
"What does light have to do with darkness?...."
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Like mixing champagne of miscreants
Within a metaphoric glass
Of crystalline stones....
Mingling amid these guises
Fatidities of peremptory phantasms
Oracular silhouettes of the predisposed
Rising in unison unto a toast
Toward the destiny of their very own....
Whisperings billowing within their glasses
These phantoms of the Pharaohs final call
Unto finalities masquerading opera
Where on a blackened tie, adorns
The guest of honor; hollowed eyes
Smiling, as he greets them all
Raising his metaphoric glass
To these miscreants, of crystallized stone
Fatidities oracularly made realities
Standing before phelonions robes of fallacy
Fantasias final chords....
Personifications, blood red rose
Playing, now, before the final gathering
Of eternities silhouettes, forever, predisposed!
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...............The final toast...............
Everything dissolving into nothing these, deflecting sounds
Paradigms drowning within the still waters pouring from my sight
This exoriating moment of fantasias abstract layers while as
Cliometrics calculations gather their codex truths; crossing the southern sky....
Writings carved into the dust now, rising from the transcribed ground
Resting atop these jigsawed palms and, peering into my distant eyes
Fugue coursing through my spirits gates their fusions, mitosic harmonies
Revivifications betwixt melodious and, melancholy sounding boards....
Dissolving paradigms crossing the southern sky; exoriating abstract layers
Fantasias pouring from my eyes such, cliometrics calculations
Codexed truths, pirouetting atop these jigsawed palms
Peering, into my not so distant, deflective eyes....
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...."Still Waters" *
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Lingering within my wanting bosom her soft silhouette; silkness ~
Gliding gracefully atop of utopias knowing luxurious
Intimate vanilla creams carpet; tantalizing in sheer perfumed lace...
Caressing my fantasias deepest desires; as the fire place stirs its
Delicious dreams rising amid flames as tasting her strawberry dates ~
Intoxicatings mesmerizing kiss; beauties, glistening moist lips
Entwined in the den of loves, billowed passion...
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...“Ecstasies, Sweet Red Wine” *
I'm so Tempted
Tempted to be with you
I'm so Tempted
Knowing there is nothing I can do
I'm so Tempted
Yet, Temptation is not leaving me alone
Temptation has been around since you were gone
Temptation was never my thing but I think it is time I want you back
I remember your sexy smile with your best looks in black
Baby, I had to let you go and you know you can't blame me for that
But, How about a single romance with no blames, let's call it a bonus night
Only If you knew what is going through my lonely mind
You will see lots of changes, mind is so dirty that will make you go blind
It kills me to know that even for one second me and you can never make it again
So I'm keeping my secret temptation deep inside my fantasias brain
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Lingering within my wanting bosom her soft silhouette; silkness ~
Gliding gracefully atop of utopias knowing luxurious
Intimate vanilla creams carpet; tantalizing in sheer perfumed lace...
Caressing my fantasias deepest desires; as the fire place stirs its
Delicious dreams rising amid flames as tasting her strawberry dates ~
Intoxicatings mesmerizing kiss; beauties, glistening moist lips
Entwined in the den of loves, billowed passion...
****************************************************************************
...“Ecstasies, Sweet Red Wine” *
A goddess of sagacious ways in tenderness of spontaneous amore,
Hauntingly beautiful is her form as you see her, such allure.
Her colorful tattoo, which adorns her face, delivers her peaceful demure,
Ambiguous to another female, she engages men that humbly adore.
Fantasia, her name, unimaginable transformations she could explore.
Able to present herself in any form, a lover may imagine, ever so pure.
Enticing her conquests, no human male could resist, determined lure.
Fantasia’s innocent looks that you see, is just the beginning of her score.
Her desire was not to humiliate or destroy these men’s minds or souls.
Just to amuse her, allowing men to have avaricious filled night.
Fantasias floral adorned hair, produced pheromones to meet her goals.
Completing a ravenous, noncommittal bond, beyond grandiose height,
Fantasia’s flamboyant gaze, from her eyes, starts her lovelorn controls.
Her admirer, is captured as her finger touches her lip, daintily light.
Written by
Cecil Hickman
Written for
Sponsor ~ Constance La France ~ A Rambling Poet ~ ~
Contest Name Tell Her Story
Unwrapping this lovely box of once colourful and bright?!
So meticulously adorned; sculpted, throughout the ages of time
Only to find, hollow and empty, its promising dreams inside....
The grand fiasco of fantasias moments presented
This self-fulfilling delusion, standing before their eyes!?
Looking for love in all the wrong places; hopeless brides
These ribbons and bows dipped in, tomorrows, crimsons ties
Goddesses and gods, running out of tinsels glittering tides....
Genus trees; and all, was not what it seemed?!
To bleed these tears; the final chapters greatest of regrets
When one finds, the light beyond the mirage; a verse realized
No Santas; no reindeers; no toys and no smiles; just, goodbyes
Love, as empty as the ocean now; this box, once so bright!?
Eternals gift, of hate, doubt and spite; the wrappings of
Such falling....
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"A Christmas Card" ~
Note: Smile ~ "Its 'A Beautiful Day'" ~ "'Love,' Always," John!:) ~
"What does light have to do with darkness?...."
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
Like mixing champagne of miscreants
Within a metaphoric glass
Of crystalline stones....
Mingling amid these guises
Fatidities of peremptory phantasms
Oracular silhouettes of the predisposed
Rising in unison unto a toast
Toward the destiny of their very own....
Whisperings billowing within their glasses
These phantoms of the Pharaohs final call
Unto finalities masquerading opera
Where on a blackened tie, adorns
The guest of honor; hollowed eyes
Smiling, as he greets them all
Raising his metaphoric glass
To these miscreants, of crystallized stone
Fatidities oracularly made realities
Standing before phelonions robes of fallacy
Fantasias final chords....
Personifications, blood red rose
Playing, now, before the final gathering
Of eternities silhouettes, forever, predisposed!
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
.............The final toast.............
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