Long Hugging Poems
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A Banshee wails in back of your mind
and you start to wonder if all's fine.
For strapped to a gurney in a van
all you can hear is that awful whine.
There's flashing lights and blaring sirens
screaming an emergency on-board.
And despite traffic they rush you through
as you're jostled about pleas ignored.
Each bump that rattles the ambulance
stabs at your belly like a dull knife.
And a stranger attempts to calm you
by touting the miracle of life.
Contractions warn the baby’s coming
as towels are placed under your tush.
And instantly sweat floods every pore
your legs are raised and you're told to push.
Breathing labored you gasp in rhythm
as a head emerges through the strain.
And when your baby enters the world
feelings of joy override the pain.
As trained hands restore your dignity
the air is split by a piercing cry.
And that high pitched imploring sound is
hard to ignore even if you try.
Hugging your infant close to your chest
your heart melds with this precocious child.
For chasing fate it’s eager for life
born both unpredictable and wild.
what it means for marriage
what does it mean for us
what does it mean for
togetherness
since in love
we trust
it's it just the two of us
maybe that's a little
to much to ask for
an assurance for sure
let's get our act together
councer all the differences
love one another
en truth
not just for something to say
talk about the differences
we aint gonna cover the sorted
or find ourselves unloved
we have one another
Baby what's better than us
love throughout the changes
stay coupled through the change
the song has been rearranged
still nothing has changed
Centered around us together
sometimes we stand on the edge
some time we have to disappoint
those who'll conclude us
don't that sound real strange
Lovers together
Darling glad you're around
sweetest of moments
my head in the clouds
Cavatina Adagio and bel Canto Accerando
" unfurling an Umbrella before the storm"
They kissed and talked hugging and snuggling
a fellow tried to involve himself
telling then it was to began raining: the male of
the couple replied " yeah what ever"
and then she said
" we'r in love" the guy then said
"ya'll gonna be
to soaking wet in love
fool's cause there is ah storm ah coming"
they ignored him and continued on "cuddle-doggin"
Boom!' The thunder Cracking! lightening strikes!
they stayed true to form until the gentlemen gave them his
umbrella.
I’ve seen children…young boys…walking arm in arm
their faces in identical grins
I’ve seen them laughing….playing, hugging
without questioning the different colors of their skin…
I’ve seen girls and boys walking together
I’ve seen them playing…climbing trees
without questioning their different sexes…
all so young
so innocent
so free.
I’ve seen young boys walking hand in hand
I’ve seen young girls walking this way too…
never thinking that one day there will be people
who think this is taboo.
I’ve seen children walking united
I’ve seen how their love is strong…
and I’ve also seen them being taught
how these feelings might be wrong
Which makes me wonder…
when it comes to how to love one another
If we are searching fro the truth
perhaps the answers can be found
In the wisdom of our youth.
Time has come for getting tough
For I have now had quite enough
Day-after-day this kid comes 'round
To pester me like some old hound
Pelting me with day-old bread
And poking posies at my head
Calling me these cutesy names
And forcing me to kiddie games
Her silly parties, cakes and tea
Are not what they're quacked up to be
Hugging spells I've barely weathered
If not for her, I'm fully-feathered
And if you please, I've had my fill
Her painting lipstick on my bill
Now she's pulled the final straw
A rare offense of barnyard law
Spraying me with bottled water
(Soon, she'll find how far it got her)
Now it's MY turn for some fun
I'll get that chicky on the run!
Perhaps she'll learn, when run amuck -
That "NO" means nothing ... to a duck.
* FIRST PLACE in the "There Is A Brighter Side" Poetry Contest, Eve Roper, Sponsor. I have selected picture number one (#1) for my poem. *
THE COLD CLING OF SPRING
Pretty petals ferociously fall as Spring releases its fury.
Blooming cherry blossoms in disarray, decry a disaster.
Rosebuds refuse to unfurl like a flummoxed fist of stubbornness.
Like moray eels, the moss morphs into a menacing hue,
as blackened clouds crowd out the signs of light and life.
The wind in winey whisper, wallows and whips up, into meringue swells.
Pathological pines, with nesting nettles, fly through worried windows,
and ornery oaks uncork an unholy battle for the braveheart to lose.
Voracious ivy vines, unwind, wrap up a horrified house like a ghastly gift.
Teeny tiny eyes in buried basements hearken to the howl of the harried storm.
Sheltered shells of confusion, await the arrival of calm and catastrophe.
Flash of a fresh new day, finds friends hugging, holding hands, waxing wings
of action, surveying the skies, the smiling sun, the warmth
of Winter’s waning and Spring’s taming. Yet the cold clings
to the forest of ferns and forget-me-nots, fretting at mocking skies,
mottled in chaotic cataclysmic chokehold like weary wrestlers.
When will this season settle down? Dreary and drowning in snow and rain.
Disdain on bushy brows. Parasols on parade in perpetual mourning frown.
Still evergreen buds, buddy up to branches, and dot-to-dot blossoms
appear amidst a washed out willow slowly sipping sanguine revelry.
3/27/2018
Silent One’s Alliteration Contest
isaiah 61 says " The spirit of the sovereign Lord is on me
writing these words in solitude today
in St Andrews Church Coniston
just me n God tranquility fills my soul
I can vizilige the Father Heart of God
hugging me right now
so beautiful, so special, so anointed
fill us now Lord with your spirit
your love
your joy
your compassion
your peace
he sent me to bind up the broken hearted
as He set me free from brokenness
there is hope there is freedom
to all who ask believe receive
power of God sets people free
I sure am an example of that today
come on captives freedom calls ur name
release from darkness
locked in a prison cell today
freedom calls your name
brand new life awaits you
freedom from all addictions
its possible its yours today
all shackles will snap in Jesus Name
fill us now Lord with your spirit
your love
your joy
your compassion
your peace
Wrote this today Sunday 6th September in St Andrews Church in Coniston. Forgot no service as was monthly bikers service breakfast at our church in Torver. As I was there n church always open 9am till 5.30 . I sat there in the solitude just praying. Then wrote this n put music too it. A couple walked in he came straight to me said sorry to disturb you, but what's that beautiful song your listening to brought comfort to me listening to words. I explained I just wrote the song sitting in Tranquility here. He said wow you got God given talant promise me you'll never stop writing and making songs . I dunno how I didn't cry with their tenderness I bite my lip to stop tears.
The truth stood downcast in the lie,
thinking it was better this way;
time would, our feelings, nullify
and let the mem’ry fade away.
Silhouettes hugging on a pier
the truth stood downcast in the lie:
“I’ll be home soon, no need to fear”
And quiv’ring sobs, her sole reply.
Off to battle! By hue and cry,
we parted ways, this time for good.
The truth stood downcast in the lie:
"I cannot love you, as I should."
Locked in an unmarked, makeshift tomb
rampant regret, my lullaby…
upon her heart to ever loom,
the truth stood downcast in the lie.
8/18/16
Written for Contest: The Truth Stood Downcast In The Lie
Hosted by: John Lawless
You wrote the song that enchanted lyrics
Composing avid tone to melody of music
Attuning cleverly to tenor of fantasies
Sending sensual hints to passionate wishes,
As vibrant stars ceded to darker motifs.
Infantile was my dream in night's reverie
Cuddling arms of love, hugging intently
Delighting in whispers of zealous winds
Wooed by romance of affectionate feelings,
Just before the misty sky began drizzling.
It was really you, who trampled my sleep
Just when I approached beholding your kiss.
Dismantling motives of amorous destiny
You disavowed with vigor allures of affinity,
Flashing a warning, a storm was brewing.
Rejecting my overture, you left the scene.
Your seduction was real, so was your love--
Indelible prologue to tomorrow's memory,
Yet truly ephemeral, as dreams tend to be.
The dream I dreamed never belonged to me.
February 17, 2019
Placed first:I dreamed a dream contest by Silent One
Placed first: Ultimate February 2019 contest by Brian Strand
That "first glance" is which I will never forget in my life.
It was the first meet whence those attracting
attaching amusing eyes locked mine.
Stealthily hypnotized and made me fall
captivated to his smiling striking swallowing eyes,
stole my heart generously and shielded me inside.
Gradually progressing & processing with
distinguished peachy romanticism:
sighting,nurturing,nourishing,
provisioning,kissing,hugging,
punching,tweaking,fighting,
patting with lightings...love endures enormously.
Our Undying divine love overflows boundlessly
demanding immeasurable unite.
12-5-2020
~DEEPA~
Second place in the Contest.
Note:*I will never forget..poetry contest*
Sponsored by Silent One
I am that dragon wild and free that challenged men should fear,
But maidens pure of heart and soul are those for whom I care;
I hear the siren's call and grace her lilting, playful winds,
Hugging inconstant flows and ebbs, caressing faithful wings;
I take or leave a bounty as I choose to do at will,
I agitate to fascinate, I soar and dive to thrill;
But know you that the treasure that I need is not a thing,
I seek to bring under my spell a most enchanting being;
Mythical in your sphere of knowledge, mystical in mine,
A creature of an intrinsic beauty, sensual and refined;
This spirit weaves a power that men struggle to access,
A flame of such intense intelligence that I must possess;
I'll penetrate a shield of order with my piercing eyes,
I'll then ignite that lust and longing to unleash my prize;
I'll use the wisdom of the ages that I gained at birth,
And protect my fiery magic Sprite until my dying breath.