her silken tresses flow off into a summer breeze
limb of an oak tree reaches out to stop her flight
true love
Take a deep breath
Sit and slow the pace
Sip a cup of tea
Chill and quieten your mind
Be open and receptive
Poetry is a universe onto its own
Most poems are a doorway to another world
Some will offer wisdom on a plate
Others reach in and play your heartstrings
Some will have rhymes that are divine
Others enchant you with their whimsy
Some will reveal truths that leave you speechless
Others make you work and fill the blanks
Some will trigger vivid memories within
Others flow off your tongue like honey and delight
Some will delve to depths bound to surprise
You’ll discover that poetry truly is a universe onto its own
AP: 3rd place 2025
It doesnt hurt anymore
Like it hurt me before
So just walk out the door.
Love is a four letter word
Its a two edged sword
That can scar you for life.
Love has a bitter sweet taste
Precious time that you waste
In a world full of strive.
Let it go let it flow off of you
Let it settle like dew
On a flower in spring
Wait for the sun to come take
All thats left of that ache
So your healing begings
And it dont hurt any more
Like it hurt me before
All i want is my heart
So it's best that we part
Goodbye
We are the angel and devil on someone’s shoulder.
We are fire and ice.
We are natural enemies.
We were not in gods design.
We were never meant to be,
but...
Opposites attract.
And that is what makes our love so strange.
Our natural habits creep back at times.
And angry, abusing, hate filled words fly from our mouths,
Cusses flow off the tips of out fluent tongues,
Each insult strikes us like a nine inch nails,
But we will battle on trying not to show our own pain.
We bring out the animals in each other.
When together and happy we catch alight in each other’s heat.
When we do not fight a halo surrounds us both.
When we do fight barbed wire shields us from each other.
When stress fills his body, reaching him is an impossible task
I must wait in the dark till he seeks me.
I will always wait for him as when he comes back to me,
I no that angel inside of him will be present again.
Strong feelings flow off, spirit low falls
How free she can be when her emotions are released
Passion flows like twinkling stars, burning balls.
Sensuality comes from deep within the being, a beast!
Amor hits, stays, spreading clasps hearts that are deceased.
Running with naked fingers and toes through the halls.
Sensuality comes from deep within the being, a beast.
Passion flows like twinkling stars, burning balls!
A whimsical rarity made her perspire like winter falls.
Easily influenced in rare manner, as I run fingers between her toes creased.
Passion flows like twinkling stars, burning balls.
Sensuality comes from deep within the being, a beast.
I'll assist her, unbuttoning her clothes, delicately at least.
Her charms have overcome my sensibilities, in my halls.
Sensuality comes from deep within the being, a beast.
Passion flows like twinkling stars, burning balls!
* Somewhat of a Mirrored Refrain...lol... for Jared Picketts contest.
*I have to note that burning balls means Suns and Planets in space...lol
In trickster-ed light
the moon came alive
tendrils of space
floating divine
A smiling face
cratered in time
breaks into laughter
thrilling the sublime
Clouding of mists
flow off his form
nothing of him
is of the norm
A voice from ages
vibrating light
trickling honey
and warming thighs
Beguiling maidens
from hither and yon
making them giddy
with beats to a song
Star dancing rugs in
breathless nights
moon milk his drug
and elixir delight
Moon dusted lust
with polka dot themes
swept into passion
with celestial dreams
Waves of energy flow off your wings
seep into them weeping hope springs
cradled my head soothing back hair
bring me to peace show me you care
Revealed in an atom of radiated joy
bathing in bliss , pain cannot enjoy
evermore near nor evermore farther
I wander this planet slight scared and scarred
My angel of mercy rapture pure heart
brought me in closer never to part
silky soft kisses that light up the dawn
makes a heart joyful never you mourn
Wiping off woe like a dirty mile
simply get lost in your sweet smile
Laughing with joys echoed in night
I’m feeling peace from your indigo light
Energized might pours into me
sets a soul flying gracefully receded
soaked into nothing resurfaced in love
your wings did carry grace from above
Conquered, cryptic, and cold
I never knew what this all meant
And still my bones feel so old
And my feet aren’t getting wet
They’re dry
From all the lies
I cry, I try
And I just can’t run away
I know
I know it shows
I’m low, a foe
And I just can’t run away
Understand me, I’m gone
And tears flow off my face like rain
But I know I’ve done nothing wrong
Still my eyes are numb from the pain
They’re dry
From all the lies
I cry, I try
And I just can’t run away
I know
I know it shows
I’m low, a foe
And I just can’t run away
Do me the honor
Of being yourself
Tonight
Put me in focus
Tell me it will be
Alright
Tonight it’s alright
Tonight I’m fine
Tonight I will fight
Tonight is all mine
I’m dry
From all the lies
I cry, I try
And I just can’t run away
I know
I know it shows
I’m low, a foe
And I just can’t run away
I’m here to stay
Unfortunately
This is the end for me
See
I want to be
But I’m already free
Freshman (HS) Project: J.F.Kennedy
Yesterday, I walked upon that floor,
I have not seen anything but rich and poor.
I help the black fight against segregation,
I just don't get all this discrimination.
I question this day, "Why do we all have to pay?"
I shake my fan's hand,
Being a president is one, but I don't demand.
My wife beside me,
I wave to all, can't they see?
Only thing I hear and witness,
Is darkness.
Tears flow off my face,
The feeling, I was in space.
God must be calling me,
Better leave and be free.
Tying to say "Good-Bye My Love,"
Losing Memory of My Dove.
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