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You are the sun to me,
Because you brighten up
my day.
You are the moon to me,
Because you light up my
way.
You are like the rainbow to
me,
Because you give me hope.
You are the air to me,
Without you i can't cope.
You are the sea to me,
Because my love for you is
endless.
You are like a treasure,
Because in you i found
happiness.
You are like water to me,
Because you keep me living.
You are my medicine,
Because your love is my
healing.
You are the sunrise to me,
Because you drive away my
darkness.
You are like honey to me,
Because you posses all life's
sweetness.
You are like my shadow,
Always by my side.
You are like the angels,
You bring me peace inside.
You are like alcohol to me,
Because you drive me craze.
Just like the stars,
You are so amazing.
You are like rainfall to me,
Because you wash away all
my pain.
With you together,
Greater height we'll attain.
You are the heart to me,
Without you my life is
incomplete.
Not having you with me,
Heart break is what i can
forfeit.
You are my whole life,
Because you mean
everything to me.
Forever and ever,
At your side is where i want
to forever be.
That old knot is loosening, unspooling like a camera reel - it rolls away
along floors revealing snapshots of you, developing me. Those frayed
wires and split hairs, the roads once forked, are starting to merge.
Somehow my plain palette is mixing anew with tie-dye swirls and splashes
of violet. Droplets of blue and burning sunset reds brighten my easel.
I exhale now, with you.
With you, my inside is out.
My body makes new shapes with you.
With you, youthful songs grow a new nostalgia.
My ball of string, the twine once wrapped and noosed within,
is dangling
in a breeze
lightly dancing.
And all this because you held my hand.
Cotton clouds sail as sun brighten rim sinks,
embrace and drinks the boundless
and restless ocean bosom
of mosaic green and blue hues.
Sonorous sounds escape
through hum breathless cold waves motion
as waves break listless and crawl up inland shore.
Ocean spun foam churn by winds and waves
rest atop the warm golden grains of sand's canvas.
Above emptiness seagulls squawking,
scavenging for food as they soar above.
Wave eases before moving back
into the ocean's blackness depth,
leaving freewheel briny breeze.
Enthralling poetic playground of lapping ocean waves;
its grace untouchable in its deepest depth.
9/22/2021
O'' Contest, New Poems Poetry Contest 3. Ocean
Sponsored by: Constance La France
Was going to look for my missing watch
But just couldn't find the time
Simply no telling where my mind is going
This very strange mind of mine
Here's the ultimate groaner, my friends
I used to be a good tap dancer
But then one sad day I fell in the sink
Asked how I was, couldn't answer
D'ya hear about the crime that happened
In a downtown parking garage?
It was so damn wrong on so many levels
Heard it was a case of sabotage
With the scary approach of the apocalypse
Armageddon out of here
That's silly, whoever's coming up with these
Is more than just a little bit weird
A man had a difficult time bouncing back
From a serious bungee cord accident
Been to the dentist and I know the drill
Tells me toothaches you can prevent
Reading a great book about anti-gravity
Find it almost impossible to put down
It's floating around the living room all day
One time it nearly broke my crown
Dead batteries are sometimes given away
Free of charge I have heard
Think someones's trying to brighten my day
Now that is downright absurd
© Jack Ellison 2013
You cried and begged him to stay
As I winced from my soul
Stifling a cry, too – only my tears
Were from his treatment of you
You were silent in the days after he’d gone
Looking past me instead of at me
Seeing something I could not, a ghost perhaps
Of the time when you both laughed
Your hope, I could see, was lost in the past
Where dread and darkness caressed
Shadows of your heart and soul, your love
Which shed tears of loss that lingered on
Hues of gray mingled with your tears
Touching me with the need I could feel
A poverty so deep and rich it begged for
A breath of color to brighten your thoughts
Whispers of pain mingled with dismay at your condition
Flowed rich with grief, mourning for this
Man who was filled with rage, racked with storms
Breaking more than bones, but hearts and homes
You shine, like a dawn light, with insight and faith
Grace that clings to the source of your love
A power higher than the one that left you lost and alone
Silent as the sun – begging for mercy to come
He left you and I didn’t cry for him at all, was almost happy
He was gone and I could see you shine like the sun
With your kindness and joy, your flavors of sweetness assuring
My heart that he had left you with more love than loss
I, being the child of this marriage, this passion that vanished
Was the only one, it seemed, to truly accept the fierce
Piercing truth that told everyone we knew we were better off
Because he had never been the good man you deserved
He had been a cold, hard, heartless man of cynicism
He had been dark and prayerless, like a stone
Who only knew to reach out to you with a yelling wave
Of distrust, disdain, discouragement
For me, his leaving was a blessing to be thankful for
You seemed sad, but I was glad
When he left, there was finally a peace to feel, relief
Where there had only been a battleground
Sitting in a cloak of black conservatism:
I feel my hands,
oily on the desk like shortening in
slate gray cookie pans,
the speedway inside forcing the absence of
reabsorption,
And my thoughts,
so flippant to implore
if a man with a chartreuse neck tie
can see the long wet streaks
across the cherry plane.
He speaks,
a sequence of interrogatives
common to the bored walls
of serious conference,
evoking tone inflection
in the pattern of polite.
Darest I mention truth?
I am your whore;
infect me with smug integrity,
smack me with false prophet leadership,
just leave some crisp bills
on the nightstand, sugar.
Yet my voice models his wavelength,
relaying back the catchy tired language
of one hit wonders;
eyes brighten,
hands extend
from the man who owns a chartreuse tie.
Sigh.
Still,
complacency
awards a loaf of Wonder bread,
and a two bedroom lower.
The pain and the anger invading your heart
could be overwhelming and tear you apart.
You choke on emotion, you feel it arise,
It comes unrelenting to moisten the eyes.
Alone and bewildered, there’s no one at hand
to bring you some comfort, who would understand.
There are no illusions; you hope and you try
but when there’s no answer you ask only why.
You dwell on the sweetness of long tender kiss
the nights filled with passion and all that you miss
but now there is nothing to brighten your days
your heart still accuses in so many ways.
You should have stayed faithful; you should have confessed
Instead you were seen being kissed and caressed.
You pleaded for tender compassionate grace
But all that remains are these tears on your face.
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A Callman (Callus & Manassian) Collaboration
Be part of this Magic in our Universe
By Michelle Morris
06/10/2024
Let the rain come down
And wash away your sorrow
Let the rainbows brighten up the day
Flood your Soul with Hope for tomorrow
Open up your entire being
To every delightful possibility
Open up your imagination
Create visions for your best reality
For you are not born, my friend
To merely live, survive and die
You are meant to spread your wings
Aspire to the greatest heights
Every Soul comes here to Earth
To live their authentic Truth
You are blessed with special Gifts
That you are meant to use
So, let the rain come down
Enjoy dancing in its Bliss
Embrace every single moment
For in each is a blessed Gift
Every Soul and every moment
Serendipity and Miracles occur
Be part of this Magic in our Universe
Starlight and Stardust fully merged
© Michelle Morris, 2024
The Jewel…
There is a circular path which I walk there,
Every day is the same, does not matter where.
The mornings and the nights, they come and they go.
I am drowning in pain; save me if you care.
Who is at fault that I lost my precious jewel?
I’m lost in my room, wondering like a fool.
Where is it gone? Mirrors not showing his face.
Whoever took my youth was so ever cruel.
The nightingale tells me to break from my cage.
Night after night reminded me of my age;
They tell me to drink and forget there is death.
If I die, who’s the one to write my last page?
I am so so drunk I can’t drink more.
The wine is not the one I need anymore.
I need tender loving; no way I can wait.
I want it right away; I want it for sure.
Come my darling, I’m in pain, can you see?
Without you, laughter and sunshine cannot be.
You are my beloved, brighten my despair,
Come and open the cage; I want to be free.
I love you more than my love can ever say,
I want to write your name all night and all day.
I am old, but I am in love with my love,
I’m hoping that this time you will stay.
If I will live again, I’ll live like a fool.
No more pain, and no more books, and no more school.
I will laugh, and I will play, and I will dance,
I will shine as a youth like a precious jewel.
2/2/2018 Haloo
The poem is a combination of a few Rubai, called Rubaiyat. To learn more about this form check Types of Poem in Poetrysoup.
As the storm clouds of unforeseen gloom hover low
with the shattered sky’s diffused light of uncertain future,
I gift my soul sinking within the abyss of dire darkness,
glints of lingering hope from the cornucopia of nature.
The symphony of spring cascades in the cadence of air,
in the orchestra of zephyr its mesmeric melody I hear.
On sunburst sky turning to argosy of splintered ember
the flotilla of chromatic clouds makes flaming furrows.
As the mystic mist melts on the dew of the meadow,
the blushing blades of grass adorn the crystal crown.
From the canvas of sapphire spread on the pellucid sky,
drizzles the patina of ebullience on the rustling leaves.
The flushing fresco of flowers the bursting buds unfurl,
designing the tapestry of grandeur on beguiling garden.
The flitting butterfly swarm creates collage of spectrum,
serene scenes of sublime beauty brighten somber times.
April 9, 2020
Contest : Serenity In Scenes Of Mother Nature
Sponsor : Chantelle Anne Cooke
May 24, 2020
Contest : Strand No. 770
Sponsor : Brian Strand