Long Evens Poems

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Premium Member Winter Time Grief

WINTER TIME GRIEF…


The long hot summer has disappeared over the horizon,
Yielding to the arrival of the cooling Fall.
Despite their approaching fate---the annual leaves’ excision,
the tower trees proudly stand firm and tall.

The steamy sticky sweaty nights have all gone
giving way to the cool ebony breeze;
horny crickets and frogs no longer sing their eerie mating song;
squirrels organize their cupboards in the hollows of the trees;
and mushrooms grow on the graves of the Fall’s fallen leaves.

In the early evens’ mist, sun of change ushered in the close of day
leaving flickering shadows hovering over time’s footprints.
Birds---angels of the sky, have spread their wings and flown away;
leaving behind empty nests to catch the winter’s coming events.

Strange, how nature’s circadian rhythms bring about change;
but in the winter season of humanity, so much remain the same.
Even in the winter cold, sable blood flows from the rape of justice:
No matter the season, the blind goddess remains a scheming mistress.


Angel Eyes

The eye in the sky misses nothing
seeing all that is done
There's no escaping the light of the sun
even if you hide under moons
Everything evens out in the end & towers
will crumble soon
Oddly enough it was seen on its way
& where it all hailed from

They're cold as ice these days in need
of heat like a furnace
Those burning needs will be met by a
sword with double edged blue flames
Angels appeared at their side & they
wonder if they are sane
No lies are detected at all as everything
said is in earnest 

Lessons rain down from above missing
none when they drop
We all get wet sometimes so take your
learning in stride
You can seek shelter from class but there
is nowhere to hide
The teacher appears with reluctance
because they just wouldn't stop
Form: Rhyme

Our love story: Just a click

Two opposites, unknown of their fate,
Randomly surfed the wide internet before it was too late. 
From one end of the country to the other end.
Scrolled and scrolled, like it was never going to end.
Oh! It was just a click, that's how we met.

From hesitant texts and calls,
To glee when texts and calls are received 
And later turned to elation. 
Oh! It was just a click; that's how we connected.

Excitement and nervousness just rushed
When we met for the very first time, we just blushed. 
There was no lack of delight.
It's hard to forget that sight. 
Oh! It was just a click; we felt something ignite.

Later, it turned into hope and positivity
The foundation is built on trust and love, togetherness and unity.
We met, the folks met, and the process went on.
And finally, we tied the knot, vowing to never be apart.

In happiness or sorrow, in light or darkness,
In beautiful times or ugly times.
We vow to share each moment together,
And walk through all the odds and evens together.
Oh! It was just one click, 
That we found each other for life's sweet and bitter journey.
© Judith Ao  Create an image from this poem.

Premium Member Making Blue Eyes Cry

Making Blue Eyes Cry

                   Deception flashes a jubilant smile with pointless words
                  
                   The blind is misled but evens the score heaving swords

                   Questions why objectionable conduct persistently show
  
                   Cause which freezes the sun and melts the virgin snow


                   Transgressions conceal deplorable acts of mortal desire

                   One breaks a heart then guilt purifies the soul with fire

                   A voice pleading for absolution envisions a merciful sky

                   Severed love evade truth then lie making blue eyes cry
Form: Rhyme

Premium Member Make Your Point

They're airing falsehoods,
Claimed more than they should -
they're up to no good
And should be called out.

Don't be dramatic, 
Don't be pedantic,
It's in semantics
That evens the score.

Now then take issue,
Although they'll diss you,
For what you'll pursue
When stating your case.

Deal only with facts,
Nothing to retract,
It's your time to act
With Truth on your side.

Hit the ground running,
No need for cunning,
Don't spread the bunting
And don't sermonize.

Just make your case strong -
Most will come along;
They'll want to belong
And not be left out.

Put rogues in their place -
Stand up face-to-face
And you will erase
The lies they've embraced.
Form: Rhyme


Never Trust Strangers

She stammers, losing some words that her years cheat
while her sunken eyes gleam, beads in velvet sheet.

She stops gaping blankly as her brain tries journeying back,
to pick out bits from the remnants of history, in flashback.

Struggling against odds and evens she has sustained
visibly made stranger in her own land, looted and drained.

Strangers, she counts, came once to her doorstep
when full of zeal she was to live life to her own step.

They asked for her warmth and hospitality,
playing cunningly, a ploy to abuse her generosity.

A child of nature she grew among mountains;
queen of its abundance and its cool fountains.

For once she did not guess, those visitors from afar
held intentions vile to leave on her land, a deep scar.

Well fed and well entertained, they rose to conquer
lives of the lush green which could stand no longer.

Devoid of identity and glory, she danced to their tune;
To save her own, from Queen, she became buffoon. 

Her people struggled but succumb to those strangers
who knew nothing but the rule of traitors!
Form: Couplet

Someone To Hold 4

I almost lost my balance,
But you rescued me before I fell flat down on the floor
We, in unison, dance
You are the harmony of my symphony...your empathy is what I adore
You are someone I was looking for,
That awesome open door of endless opportunities and more  
I'm alright without sleep at night
But you worry that I won't make it 
But it's all black and white, darling angel 
Your encouragement and you're looking-after-me motive turns me on...now, it rings a familiar bell
I must tell you, you are a heaven, not much of a hell
You are the rare gem that I will never in my dreams sell
You tell me I sing better than Adam Levine and Adele...
Put together...
You are like no other 
My future is clear to me now, it ain't no blur and I'm no longer unsure
What lies ahead is meant to be
I bet it's gonna work out with you and me 
You and I I meant to say
I don't care about grammar, but whatever...I'm so cra-cra 
Odds are that you and I are two peas in a pod
Evens are that we are pleasing to the sight of God

I can't imagine a day without you and every time I think about your absence, I cry myself to sleep and I fear that I'll lose my glow
As Selena Gomez says in her lyrics, the heart wants what it wants...yep, I guess I coveted you a bit
I'm fired up by overwhelming vibes when I am right next to you...it's my fault for letting you go with woe in my heart and my anxieties swing me to and fro
I don't want to waste away your time like I think I do...I expressed my deepest regrets and secrets to you, so DON'T tell a soul or I'll have damage done to me in the darksome pit 

I write this poem to you obvious
I hope I don't seem oblivious 
I want to hold you and you to hold me back 
The aftershocks of being under pressure made me avoid everyone...I'm sorry I am foolish and thoughtless, left to be that lone magazine in the rack 

I hold onto these hardships and feelings on my back in a sack
It's like unpaid debt and homework in a stack 
I need to get back on track

 I need to strengthen all the weakness,
But I need help to make further progress 
Hold up, I missed what you just said
Say that again? Am I alive or dead?
Form: Rhyme

Premium Member My Bedroom

The door of my bedroom is closed
Sunlight filters in through the curtain
I quietly lie down in bed
In this my sweet little haven

My cozy warm bedroom is safe
I feel my soul is truly free
No one dares to harm me in here
The whole world can just let me be

I pull up the covers real tight
As I hug close my teddy bear
I revert to being a child
A child with no worry or care

My eyes wonder around the room
But focus on a memory 
My rapid breathing evens out
As I relive sweet history

The people outside of my room
Leave me filled with stifling fear
I am left confused and unsure
As I brush away a stray tear

I’ve forgotten how to mingle
Socializing just gives me stress
Whatever I may say or do
Leaves me an emotional mess

Yet here in my room I am free
To converse with great eloquence
I talk to me, myself, and I
With such amazing confidence

I simply write and write and write
I resolve to love, laugh and live
I have not a single worry
About what I should do or give

Do you think that I’m a recluse?
A modern day hermit, you say?
It could be, but this I do know
I’m having a wonderful day!
Form: Quatrain

Premium Member A Kiss of Sunshine

The equinox in autumn evens out
the nights and days and makes them equal length.
I lie outside because I am devout,
but you, dear Sun, eventually lose strength.

I dream in winter of each afternoon
we meet in summer. . .  passion at its peak,
and I can play as if I'm a cocoon
wrapped in your heat till night time makes you weak.

Oh, Sun, I need again for you to surge
for hours on end, so I can take you in
and at the close of day, I can emerge
your monarch, tinged with scarlet for our sin.

Spring comes, and with it comes the moment when
a kiss of sunshine I will feel again!
Form: Sonnet

Soft Shell Casing

Carcass evens out sand
Skin lands in your hands
Push past tainted smiles for better lands
Call me
When we reach the peak of boiling
and I've sweat out all my provisions
I'll answer
No need to memorize nonsense 
in your numbers stead
I will always know your name
And it plays like the knocking of two outside a manger
There is nothing holy here 
but lessons taught in down times
And so I practice dance for ballrooms I will never tread
You have never and will never see me
Call me
and I'll tell you how it's supposed to go
and you can teach her, them
It's too pretty outside to lose my mind
but you have it
Blow heat on kerosene and burn down your own monument
I'm tired
© Te Indi  Create an image from this poem.

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