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When one appears
in your dreams
the reason is simple
because I want to see
you before sleep
thinking about
our love
nestling deep within
this heart's desire
Awakening emotion
snuggling feelings
love you always
have been
a beautiful dream
never knew until now
to be with you
as the sun sets
goodnight princess
sweet dreams
looking into your eyes
sleeping next to an angel
to awake at your side
Then sunrise
to hold your hand
golden hours shine
every minute
a diamond treasure
most of all darling
to kiss softly
those beautiful lips
held forever
whispering tenderly
embraced with love
eternally a dream
in the friendship
of loving you
I listened as you spoke
a beautiful truth
in my soul I said amen
lovers love, when all seems lost
poets capture it with their pen
When I'm filled with sadness
and my heart feels deaf
words are magic that you bring
these soundless words on a page
are what cause my heart to sing
I breathe your unseen breaths
my lungs filled with air
you cradle me in your dreams
silver filling the night sky
love flowing to me in streams
You think you dance alone
on a pure white stage
until you're offered a hand
then the magic comes alive
the stage is yours to command
6 syllables line one
5 syllables line two
Line 3 to five 7 syllables
Line 3 and 5 are rhyming
Form:
"Codex: RED"
Babylon, hear their tall voices
Legion swallows dark wings
Mystery through open windows calling
Gossamer threads she wears
Fresh and glistening, a wet cup to parched lips
Here, is the open gate - slick and fast
A Whore, like hot legs wrapped around the Sun in Man,
dimmed down through thrashing want
Mystery licks and swallows grace that once offered tongue to prayer
Babylon a billion voices rotating history lust for all,
does not spare a future heard too late
There She sits on her Red Beast, ten horns, all smiling eyes,
a tongue that licks with speak,
She, the kindred, possessing your minds with sharp teeth
Bookmarked Goddess Complex
an open invitation to the world
imprinted in skin, on brow, on tips of fingerprint, brain and blood data base
Desperately Seeking Sophia
Mother Goddess you'd give your everything for a long wet kiss,
A Stepford in the sack, invisible footprint in your dreams
A suckling breast offered openly to you,
You, all hungry infants feeding, the let-down pure magnetic wireless,
steel and soul dead, down loads, watching on-line in your cold beds;
The New Human Race numb born and raised
Mystery codex read in a nano second in binary perfection
bleeding buried alive online in the zero matrix
Codex: RED
Here is the Come Again Resurrection
Codex read
Mystery Babylon is stifled, all in the circuit of her courting,
her children and cousins, all familiars now
prostrate on knees far outreaching
Kali, seductive with the ripe fullness of her time,
offers her open gates to you, glistening and primed
She will milk and drink you all up
Thirsty for knowledge and dominance is her want
Deus ex machina
God in the Machine is ravenous,
She will never stop
(LadyLabyrinth/2019)
1. Sophia/Goddess
2. Sophia/A.I.
3. Babylon
4. Mystery Babylon
5. Codex
6. Bible/ Book of Revelations
7. God
8. Religion
9. Humanity
10. Singularity
I was helpless,
I was shining.
You were knowing.
and bestowing.
When my steps were unsteady,
you held my hand.
You were ready.
Age is just a number, you said
grinning broadly like a
little girl repeating a loving fib.
You wanted a protector,
a guardian of devotion.
But I am not your Paul Bunyan,
the mighty timberman in your dreams.
In my twilight, I remember so many
mighty forests burning to cinder.
Frailty disintegrates the will.
Big-strong-protecting-men wilt with age.
They offer their pleading eyes,
longing to be cradled.
Maturity is mortality ticking.
I was helpless,
I was shining.
You were knowing,
and bestowing.
When my steps were unsteady,
you held my hand.
Jesus Is God and Much More Than a Man
by Joan Donnelly Ellis January 28 2016
He is the wind unseen rustling through the leaves
The silent comforter of a soul as it grieves
Dawn's early breaking with the dew on the rose
He is the majestic mountain and the river's repose
The provider of oxygen abundant and free
The colors in the rainbow that inspire poets such as me
He's the one who defends you when no one gives a damn
The fragrant perfumes ushering in Spring throughout the land
He's the Prince in your dreams lightly kissing your brow
The supplier of all your needs in the now
He's the giver of wings to bear, buck, and fawn
When hunters pursue them from dusk 'til dawn
He's the rumbling thunder
Lightening that illuminates a malevolent sky
And he is the only lover that never says goodbye.
You were made perfect in his eyes so see the
beauty in your flaws
The source of your power is inside so go within
so you can draw
You're a work of art & you evolve when you recognize
natural law
Mother nature is a caring parent that tends to love
despite the flaws
We're made flawed so we can grow toward the image
of perfection
The plans were drawn in a dark room before you came
way before your conception
This intercourse at intersections paved the road for your
newest inceptions
This resulted in the word becoming flesh as you
embraced the act of resurrection
The living word is perfection despite the appearance
of what is seen
Your life is lucid when you're awake but even more
clear in your dreams
We make things more difficult than need be as life
is more simple than it seems
We embody the earth as well as spirit so there's
space to be anchored in your dreams
How long should we mourn when our loved ones die?
You might move on right away or forever pose and try.
Some will weep in silence, and from some we’ll hear screams.
I hope you’re the one who gets visits in your dreams.
There is no right or wrong, no length of time.
We are all quite different, some lemon and some lime.
Whether it’s your mother or father, a friend or child.
The pain will be strong and the void drives you wild.
For those who have passed, I will carry a strong torch.
It’s for them to still see, far away on their porch.
I keep mine burning bright, like a star in the sky.
In case you were wondering, now you know why.
From far away in the heavens, in the daytime or night.
They will know I remember, when they see my bright light.
She crawled into her father’s lap…her lips were quivering…
there were teardrops in her eyes.
“Some kids in school called me ugly.” She said…then she began to cry.
She looked at him with innocent, beautiful eyes…the deepest, brightest blue..
and asked him quite directly…“Daddy, do you believe I’m ugly too?”
He held her to his chest…she wiped her nose upon his sleeve…
then he whispered in her ear…”Let me tell you what I believe.
“Sometimes people say things,” he said, “to be nasty…to be mean.”
“I believe you are possibly one of the most beautiful creatures I have ever seen.”
“I believe you’re beautiful…and one day I believe you’ll believe it too…
I believe in miracles and Karma…I believe fairy tales do come true.”
“I believe in love and friendship….I believe in kindness and family.
I believe in ghosts and fairies and angels…I believe in wonder and destiny.”
“I believe a higher power created the planets, the stars, the sky, the sun.
I believe in the spirit of love…I believe there’s good in everyone.”
“I believe we should listen to the animals…I believe there’s magic in moonbeams.
I believe that art is all around us…I believe there’s beauty in your dreams...”
As he looked down she was sleeping in his arms…which gave him some relief.
“I believe that you are beautiful.” He whispered…
“And I believe that I am blessed...beyond belief.”
Do you remember - Saint Valentine’s Eve
Do you remember those midnight bell chimes
On the arrival of Saint Valentine
You and me wrapped in a cocoon of love
Only us in our world, yet night was abuzz
Under the moon and crystal stars above
Rousing the sky was Cupid and his bow
Every lonely heart shot with an arrow
Mine and yours were already intertwined
Embraced with the grace of Saint Valentine
Memoirs we made that magnificent Eve
Believe me my darling they'll never leave
Every moment a souvenir to keep
Remember them in your dreams whilst you sleep.
Valentine's wild rose reverie of year
Yesterday's memory, love's souvenir.
Quote: Poets own
13th February 2021
close yours eyes let me in your dreams
to skinny dip in a mountain spring
i'll lay you on a blanket baby, i'm your king
a fetish for one another
time is on our side
my hands in motion
you come alive
turn around so i can see into your eyes
i want to catch your reaction when i push inside
our bodies close
the time is near
this is the moment we both have feared
love is intense
the clouds have cleared
in the shower water trickling down our backs
listening to R-Kelly as he spits a bumpin' track
our tongues interconnected
the water continues to pour
grab the soap and lather every inch
our bodies wet
steamy and slick
which direction do you want it baby
take tour pick
position myself we both are lit
coming out of the water we are quite clean
but the love making mood is strong
our steaming bodies everlasting
this, our passion song
C:
i dream in the future us having a kid
at that time living in the same crib
like a prisoner taking a shiv
that's how i feel when we're apart
when we met i felt that spark
fell in love, you made your mark
i dread the day if we were to part
lets get rid of these thoughts
we are together forever