Long Ember Poems
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THE RIVIERA OF BELONGING
The hanging stillness of grey summer cloud
grips two vibrant hearts synchronously mute.
The throb of lingering love they can hear loud,
time has stopped, past and future wiped out.
Walking along the deserted and silent alley
they feel the bond of welded togetherness.
As rain begins to waft with the breeze softly
the welling passion showers longing caress.
Lest their flaming desire is doused by the rain
he opens his ember scorched red umbrella.
Access to a private niche of ardor they gain
where he holds close to heart his Cinderella.
Her slender ballerina body begins to burn,
his sedating kiss numbs her breathless being.
She wishes the stilled time doesn’t soon return
for she feels floating to the riviera of belonging.
November 2, 2018
We looked at one another so often,
So deeply and completely,
That the courage it took to stay in abusive relationships
Became more uncooperative than the rain showers
Who fall just at the moment a picnic is starting,
Or the silence when all you’re wanting is music, laughter
Or the dark when day seems like the wish you won’t ever
Partake of – or the moment when a kiss becomes
The bliss that never leaves your heart, your soul – not even for a
Moment.
That kiss becomes the spark for every creative thought,
The glowing ember beneath the flames of hope,
The coal that warms the darkness in the wounded soul
That kiss becomes more than a kiss – more than bliss
It becomes the reason that the heart believes
The feeling that brings each moment its peace
The quiet hidden away behind the truth…
Truth is – I loved you from the moment our lips touched
I loved you like I’ve never loved anyone before
I loved you like I’ll never love another, like I’ll never love
Unless you are the one the loving is for!
The truth is – you claimed my heart the moment you thought
You and me might – someday – be more than a kiss,
More than the sweetest bliss – more than just a dream I miss
You and me and that someday became more than a wish
Together, we became the truth that would become the real thing!
Increasing one's mileage
though a long-lost child of Earth
hiking in familiar wilderness areas
sluggish, bed-bound days
wandering in the midst of the night
daydreaming with a night light on
snarled up in bedclothes.
discern internal struggles.
simple, intricate, and exquisite
conversions from the Ember era
In the silence, hear faint whispers
I indulge in sluggish laps
I wish to hear your syllogistic reasoning
not believing what is reported
Many people can sleep soundly
All is resolved with syntax
happily soaking up insights into you
whenever you hit the silent button.
Written: May 22, 2023
Silhouette of trees dressed in chiffon prints
Oaks, pines, maples tossing their hair
I trail along their rumba curve
way down to where glazed bushes nestle.
Above roasted sail of Laguna River
crossing a moat...today, foliage begins to seethe
on flamed leaves amidst summer’s embrace,
as more timber follow a float
where mauve petals kiss the air.
The bronzing of glens and wheezing of mist
reach a coaled ember of summer fire,
cluster of moments drapes veined trunk
with sniff of earthy scent, reminding me
how lush the branches swell against heat
of August ‘s coals when two pairs of arms
brush the stars with paint of reveries.
Warm the meeting of palms fondling the barks
In a dizzy sketch of romance, and then,
Like a curl of ambrosial boughs in rumba dips,
Trees hold passion’s charade, until...
Charlotte Puddifoot's Vibrant Verse 2 Contest
- new poem
Self Discovery
A
Violette Poem
sometimes I remember
our time in September
that became an ember
Faint memories
it's unforgettable
not understandable
We aren't valuable
gone centuries
I gave you everything
my love was bellyaching
you don't give anything
wasted journeys
your love slipped from my hands
please stop violent chants
your downgrading commands
angry flurries
from sunny to aching
I am slowly breaking
stop your selfish taking
dark galleries
hopefully you'll soon go
and I can slowly grow
the old me will soon flow
discoveries
By Sam Tab | April 2, 2018 | love
Form:
In the seamless sky of my fervent yearning,
I let the enraptured songbird of heart soar high,
glide in the spring-rippled amorous breeze
that carried your jasmine fragrance to me.
The dawn splashed the spectrum of ecstasy,
blossomed the budding euphoric dreams
in the domain of depthless desire,
I didn’t see clouds slither in the slate horizon.
In the stream of night the specks of darkness slid,
in its flood my longing essence sank.
I couldn’t hold on to your hands as before,
for you freed yourself from my eager embrace.
Splintered in the threshold of tarnished twilight,
in the vortex of turmoil I saw the debris of me
disappear with my dreams in the stormy night.
Demolished, I was sucked into its virulent void.
Emotion engulfed by raging sense of consternation
bewildered me by the flight of fight option,
I submerged immobile in the state of stasis,
while the freeze response shriveled my mind.
Expectations unfulfilled hit me hard,
promises unkept flung fiery blows of torment.
My mangled mind caught fire of the wild,
blazed the tender time of endurance.
The flame flowed from my burning mind,
singed the sensual meadow my love had made,
as my heart morphed into a volcanic inferno,
erupted fuming lava called anger.
Through the billowing smoke thick and blinding,
I came out of the ruins, saw the beauty life was.
Before my ember conscience burnt the soul,
I rose from the ashes, self-consoled and sane.
It's a cold world, give me a link to life,
Where frosty winds cut like a knife.
In the echoes of a winter's sigh,
A resilient ember refuses to die.
Beneath the icy cloak, a heartbeat beats,
A symphony of survival in silent streets.
Footprints etched in the crisp snow,
Each step a tale of resilience to show.
Through the chill, a connection weaves,
A tapestry of warmth that never leaves.
In the frozen moments, find the key,
Unlock the door to possibility.
It's a cold world, but within the freeze,
Lies the thaw of hope and gentle ease.
Give me a link to life, a bridge to traverse,
Where warmth persists, and dreams converse.
While outside nor'easter
howls like banshees
vents temperature dips
into low double digits
fire breathing friendly
dragon (cue Barney
purple dinosaur)
crackling hearth,
yours truly snuggling
close proximity warming,
thawing, quelling...
cockles and muscles
atavistic visitations hover
brushes within subconscious
purring, mew zing catacombs
kickstarting, harkening,
dawning... *****sapiens
lion eye zing forebears
dormant memories thaw
predators vastly outnumbered
scattered goo goo dolls,
and beastie boy bands
recherché representatives
toehold barely latched
precarious niche easily
activated evolutionary quirk
imperceptibly bumped uglies
begot robust progeny
offspring expanding comfort zones
penumbra expanding edge of night
dark shadows receding further
outer limits of twilight zone
phantasmagoric shifting shapes (hint...
think Plato's One Republic)
phantasmagoric shifting shapes
alluring, beckoning, daring...
establishing, foraging, growing...
harvesting, invoking, jabbering
kowtowing, livingsocial,
matchmaking (ha)...
now lemme zip forward
bajillion years circa 1970's
British comedy troupe
nudge nudge wink wink,
know what I mean courtesy
Monty Python's Flying Circus
rollicking humorous sketches
oft times tackling primal urges
proto humans initially verbally grunted,
where guffawing laughter
rewarded survivalist basic instinct
temporarily staving rabid
quivering premonitions outside
creature comfort boundaries,
whereby Geico Caveman
will remain till... dis ember
by George thoroughly appetizer,
viz good chilled wren plus
pheasant under glass
burns away hunger pangs.
I am one breathtaking moment, I am heartbreak, I am lost and alone
I am one raindrop, or a flowering rose, a distant star, or a meadow lark
Or a dark cloud that hovers on the horizon
I am memories from a long ago childhood, and I am many tears and deep sorrow
I am rainbows and seasons, and a reason to sing a love song
I tell a story, share some laughter, feel the glory
I am all the colors of our world, I am disappointment, or a pearl
I am all races, all creeds, the scattering of seeds and words unfurled into the light
I am all the hurt, all the anger, all the joy, all the love
I am all who believe in God above, and all who doubt
I laugh, and sing, and wail and shout, I show devotion, unleash emotion
I lay stepping stones to healing, renew by sharing feelings
I am a few unbroken rules, a few enchanting jewels, an ember, a spark
I am a poem.........and........I have a heart
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Written 12/22/2010
'Tis not long, but the very next day,
away from us stealing what moments we may;
yet I already feel the ghost of your lips
upon my waiting neck, on each of their many trips.
A visit to a favorite friend with no strings,
become a stage for the joy that flesh brings;
at once long-awaited and a wondrous surprise,
to hear your delighted cries and contented sighs.
A hand on mine, the other trailing soft fingers,
you left a tingling on my back that yet lingers;
a bite here, a scratch there, a kiss elsewhere,
and I was freely lost in desire's tight snare.
We varied between laughing at each other's jests,
and gasping at each other's sensual, deft quests;
my blood rises as I write, recalling your caress,
your amative gaze as we felt each other effloresce.
A more enrapt and passionate amour I cannot remember,
and I daresay I long to once again tend this ember;
soon I would replace this echo of your taste
with my grip once again adorning your waist.