Long Amorous Poems
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O
the bane
of being so slavishly in love,
to face another bloodless sunrise alone.
Myself, I’m spun in silken strands enthralled
yet, still stung by the whip of your selfish whims.
Your fleeting presence flashes like iridescence in light,
an elusive rainbow whose colors escape my grasp.
I pine for possession of one I cannot possess,
my burning being’s bewitched.
This yoke of yearning pliantly possesses me;
ensnaring me in the exquisite twist
of the fervent temptations you weave -
as your amorous play strums the lusty lure
of a gossamer thread I wish to follow to your soul,
whilst my purring thirst is captured -- then ignored.
O
the woe
of being caught
in the frill of desire’s web,
aching for the thrill of arching pleasures,
craving to be melted by our molten fusion,
longing forever, wanting and waiting breathlessly
for your wanton appetite to ravish me
always and again.
Susan Ashley
July 3, 2019
N/A
Contest: 2022 Poetry Marathon Mile 4
Sponsor: Mark Toney
~ Poem Of The Day ~
July 5, 2019
~ Third Place ~
Premiere Contest: Slave To Love
Sponsor: John Hamilton
He waltzed with me
I swayed with him like a dandelion to the breeze
I closed my eyes, and from my lips escaped a happy sigh
Our silhouettes illuminated the streetlight
Together we fit, like the lost puzzle pieces. it just seems right.
His lips, vessels of sincerity
make me blush a pink lemonade hue
He makes me glow brighter than a firefly
Run a marathon, even when I am tired
I like to look upon him when he isn't looking
his mohawk in blowing in the breeze
his charisma, his humour, and his character
have me tongue tied and amorous
by his captivating nature
the remiender of his existence in my life is haunting
my motivation to be everything for him has become overwhelming
Form:
“The silence fades with a soft embrace”
in the undulating landscape with swerving life stream.
The concert of murmur cascades with mesmeric melody
in the rapture ripples of the whispering breeze,
the sound of music flies past me, braced by spell of silence.
My aloneness walks me in the desolate wasteland
with my serrated shadow trailing your fading footprints
through the quietude of the sequined moonbeam,
until you see me as a spellbound quintessence,
configured in the silhouetted contours of silence.
Touched by faint flow of silence your face glows vibrant,
the radiant beauty flows with charming trance
through my enthralled still senses.
My gleaming heart dances to the tune of music,
as you make the serenading silence within me so unique.
As the rising sun tints your charismatic calmness
with the patina of hued tide in the sea of tranquility,
I swim blissfully in its amorous waters
with my dreams dancing in the rhythm of aureate yearning
in the shimmering shore of swathing golden silence.
' Hesitant Heart to wobble despite of desirous soulmate to welcome.'
_ Poet
Tale of An Ambivalent Guise
Day Dawn's ! Early Morn.
Crimson Sun in radiance.
Mr. Ambivalent Guise
roaming on non mowed lawn
even ignores to glance slant
on Her awaiting with scintillating look
at bated breath.
Idle noon : Pale placid white Moon
Anxious Girl with eager ears to listen
Mr. Introvert Persona's voice
seeming audible as His eyes to glisten.
No ! Stubborn silence not to splinter.
Afternoon merging dreary evening.
Mr. Dubious Phantom
seems to come close.
She rose to hold His hand :
He has neither stopped nor touched.
Mystic Mesmerizing night :
Mr. Morose Enigma
unleashing hard hesitance
undulating and vaporising
in escaping silhouettes.
Through chasm of wobbled peak of
rigid static mountain
oozing amorous flow
surging, cascading in opulence.
Emotive urge enraptured,
captured in Her heart.
One moment stood still
encumbering passage of eternal time.
Simple Single sentence
of six syllables
' I like you, Dear Sweetheart '
embellished Her dreamy desires.
01\14\23
Metrical Poem
Contest by Hilo Poet
This poem is being distributed under terms
laid down by galactic conventions of amorous angels.
By breaking the seal on my lips, you agree to be bound
by the following conditions: you will frantically search for perfection
in love and end up a snack for worms; you will never regain
that gemlike slumber in the universal womb
which is the only thing worth having; you will waste your existence
in howling pursuit of the phantoms of desire,
which will suck you dry as you ravenously feed on them.
No warranty, expressed or implied, is being made
that you will conquer cities of moonlit enchanted towers,
or bask in the homage of rajahs with perfumed beards,
or drowse in voluptuous pomp of erotic temples,
or be otherwise enabled beyond necessity.
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A butterfly you float in my garden at sunset,
Amber silents, daylight violets.
From behind the shroud of hesitant mind’s layers
Custom stares.
Through the surging gale flapping your wings’ flair
Love comes here,
Proclaiming the tenet that unveils the truth…
Love is where there is caring faith.
Driven by the divine desire I try to embrace
Loves committed grace.
Time opens the door to providence creating there
A chance we come together,
Until then I build the poetic image of you all the time
Writing this love letter, caressing rhymes,
Composing a classic love poem of beauty prime
For all times.
When time comes I shall ask in voice you haven’t heard…
Shall we write together “letters” and “words”,
That will close the distance between us, I’ll tell you why
O love of love lets us write nigh.
My mind drowned in distress I say don’t you wait,
Come write with me, cavalry so lets elaborate.
The rhythm coveys the cadence of our hearts in spate,
Shall we, yes we will collaborate…
Sailing on the sound of silence you come, I won’t forget
Amber silents, daylight violets.
From the back of my mind that so ardently cares
Custom stares.
While I feel from the patina of the rainbow colors
Love comes here,
I realize when my heart with yours I swathe,
Love is where there is caring faith.
We drown in the seraphic golden dusts that lace
Loves committed grace.
It’s destiny, the will of God, and can’t be ever
A chance we come together.
The muse in me starts as the bell of longing chimes,
Writing this love letter, caressing rhymes,
To resonate with amorous tunes of my passion prime
For all times.
I’ll ask when we turn into romantic bards…
Shall we write together “letters” and “words”.
On the page of togetherness our hearts shall lie,
O love of love lets us write nigh.
We have suffered silently in the hands of fate,
Come write with me, cavalry so lets elaborate.
Let the epic of love the entwined hearts create,
Shall we, yes we will collaborate…
September 5, 2019
Contest : Let Us Collaborate A Love Verse
Sponsor : James Edward Lee Sr.
Lines of sponsor's poem typed bold.
In the twilight hour waning by the window,
open to the hues of the eventide horizon,
and to the breeze of the departing day,
the sky shimmers with the last glow
of the sun setting at the edge of the indigo night.
Its cascading tang caresses your face,
flushed with the touch of our togetherness,
we carried this far crimped in the entwined hearts.
We haven’t counted the steps
upon the sliding sands on the coast of time,
but the frilled footprints I see engraved plumb in mind,
yours beside mine, etched side by side, all the way
where we're now in the serene shade of eternity.
As the feral winds of desire blow away
the howling clouds, split by the distant thunder,
the pearlescent streams of amorous moonbeam surge
with the azure momentum of ardent fervor
through the window I keep open to the sky,
spread the mystic tapestry of trance on your eyes,
where I see a seamless sea form for me
to sail on the ebullient waves of longing,
reach the fervent shore suffused with your scent,
where my first red rose to you will kiss your lilac lips.
I’ll hear the rhapsodic thrum of dreams,
carried by the waves of ecstasy, we won’t count,
see the pearls of passion spread
on the lengthening shadow of yearning.
April 4. 2021
Contest : Eight Word Bardenesque Challenge
Sponsor : John Hamilton.
It was a great evening
of a lovely Spring
I was walking in the meadow
not far from my little villa
located in the middle
of my village that 's lose to my heart.
Suddenly blew a gusty wind
across the meadow
and soon the sky became murky
and a lovely patch of silvery cloud
formed a crown o'er the mountain top
the setting sun spread its rays,
an amorous caress round the neck
of its dear mistress the silvery cloud!
giving instant birth to a son
who appeared as a lovely bow
a heavenly bow arched skywards
whose body bowed with ends
touching the meadow lush and green
and what a magnificent bow was that
with multiple layers of colors all sorts
violet,indigo,blew,red, orange and yellow!
and after a brief rest under a tree
as I started my trek back home
from the meadow lush and green
I looked at the sky again
there was no over hanging cloud now,
on the mountain behind the meadow
and the rainbow son of Sun disappeared;
scolded by sun the father!
I know not why
but all said and done
He was indeed celestial spectacle
par excellence, the Rainbow!
So your sweetheart seems to be less amorous these days?
Show her some attention, but for some added bliss,
know her and what makes her tick. All you’ve got to do is
go back to the basics. Did you ever think of this?
Pay attention while I give some good advice to you!
Play romantic music. Lead her underneath the moon.
Sway with her so gently. Then gaze into her eyes.
Say what’s in your heart but sweetly. . . She’ll be sure to swoon!
(This is Lento poem; I discovered too late that for the contest, it had to be based
on a theme of summer or rain!! But oh, well!! This was my practice)
‘ Be frank and open-minded to unveil yourself. ‘ - Poet
UNVEIL
I swim and sink
in ocean of your deep emotion!
I wish to drink
your dormant desires .
Why inertness shown?
Supernal elegance you own.
My sweetheart.
Why wobbling!
Unveil your heart.
Your amorous urge
surging in your heart!
Yet, acting introvert !
Your bubbling blood
to flow in flood.
Why hesitant!
Act vibrant.
Feelings not to let chilled.
Unveil your heart
My sweetheart.
11/06/22
Second place
Writing Challenge ‘Unburden - A U-word’
Contest by Constance La France