Long Longings Poems
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Step away from all you know,
Travel far and just let go,
Appreciate where you are going,
Imagine yourself simply just flowing,
Rain is not water it’s the feeling of being rejuvenated,
Whispers of love are like the wind but illuminated,
All the pleasures of life are now one continuous feeling,
Your breathing has become endless breaths of utter healing,
Telescopes aren’t needed for you now dance in vast galaxies,
Oceans are no longer separated but are now part of you and me,
Thirst is obsolete for desires are permanently fulfilled,
Humanity's longings have been instantly stilled,
Everlasting joy bubbles out of your voice,
Saturated in peace without it being a choice,
Tiredness is now lifted for you are energized and restored,
Angel’s wings surround you electrifying every shore,
Repositioned to partake in everlasting delight,
Since the night is now day and the day consumes the night.
By: Sabina Nicole
Contest; Stairway to the stars
the light colors my faith in prayer and praise, laughter that lingers on the longings of grace, forever aware that there is a place, a ever after, where the moments flow and know, God is still in control – quote by poet
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breathing light into the darkness
feeling the joy soar across the skies
laughing, smiling, sharing the elation
from a heart who twinkles in the eyes
whispering pleasure into the moment
as I inhale promises of faith and hope
inspirational vines of whimsical emotion
who brighten my thoughts so I can cope
murmuring healing across my soul’s wonder
as I clutch the bliss that frees my mind
listening to the sweet silence echoing songs
felt by the beacons of gentleness so kind
kissing away all pain and sorrow with a gasp
in shadows hued by memories I still hold
feelings which glide through recurring dreams
awakening love that is so alive and so bold
embracing my spirit with a melody of emotion
imaginings so awash with insights I will clasp
arousing my aspirations of exhilarating ideas
with affection derived from beliefs I can grasp
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Writing Prompt - Grasp - Poetry Contest
Sponsored by: Constance La France
June 28, 2021
THE FOIL BETWEEN LOVE AND LUST
Who dares me; I lust, to hold utter sway over the flesh!
I love, but can at least assume claim upon the heart.
Well, I swore that from the flesh comes the sweetest to be mesh.
Nonetheless I affirm, the happiest, that from the heart in part.
Know not yet, I lust, cares for the “Now” to satisfy the immediate need?
Cherished thee lust, thy exigency, but I love do care beyond the “Now”.
Thou slow worm! I have thus made all desires temporal by its greed.
But I love, made all desires long lasting, that shallow hearts may bow.
Reckon not yet, I lust, is fraught with wanton desires never satisfied?
Rather would I love, exude patience and curtail my longings by compos mentis.
But I imbued my root and values on this earthly shore to get my jollies wide.
Not I, genuine love, hope to transcend to the reality of the land of promise.
I lust, pride to nourish on the choicest products to make the flesh priceless.
I love, hinges on the gifts of humility, modesty and genuineness of the heart.
Acquaint thee then, with my impatience and desperation to yield awfulness.
I relent not in perseverance, but away the route of disgrace and death would chart.
Let known then, when sex precedes love is all about lust.
Likewise then, when love precedes lust brings about sex.
Wherefore i say, lust cannot be love and love can be a lust.
And therefore said i, sex brings not about love, but love sex.
By libidinous mien, even heavenly beings descend below, my influence awe!
Hail the throne of love, and all earthly beings who ascend up to see!
Away love, I detest to be thy offspring, no affinity with thee i bore!
But certainly lust, I thy mother, bore an outward semblance as thee.
Itsoghole O. Solomon
"Life after fifty is nifty"
There's much to see and do
Adult children are delightful
Some hobbies to pursue
Each year lived grows more precious
Aware of each year a gift
There is beauty unseen waiting
To give the soul a lift
Dawn feeds the spirit's deep longings
To reach out and commune
In quiet solitude nature
Sings morn's wake up tune
Life after sixty grows harder
Aches and pains touch most days
Treasure each second spent sharing
Love in various ways
Contest: Birthday And Aging Humor
Sponsor: Carolyn Devonshire
Written by: Sara Kendrick
May 17 and 18, 2014
From your tender voice into my ears
flow sensual whispers that enthrall.
Wrapping silk threads around my being,
spellbound... I am beginning to fall.
Soft words caressing hidden feelings,
my heart races, my breathing is deep.
Swept away by the waves of real joy,
grasping emotions I want to keep.
Embracing my heart with warm brown eyes,
satin expressions soothing my pain.
Basking in warm affections they beam,
under your spell I'll always remain.
Passionate words you blissfully share
never again shall fall on deaf ears.
My heart desires every last one;
their healing echoes dry my sad tears.
In your words is a powerful plea,
I’m dancing to their sensual touch.
Charity sings in each caring tone,
Baby...I crave and miss them so much.
Sweet voice of magic, it’s longings real,
closer to love I’m drawn by each word.
An awesome love song plays in my head.
The most touching music I’ve ever heard.
Whisper my lover, enchant my dreams;
with vocal pleasures and sexy eyes.
Every one a lasting impression,
Oh soft words... fly me to Paradise.
Longings....
Should I have let you catch me
You, with your wayward words
Crazy schemes and narrow roads
Should I have let you hold me
You, with your wide arms
And not so serious nature
Easy smile and wistful words
Should I have let you touch me
You, who made me smile
Forget today and its troubles
Should I have let you in
You, who I felt connected to
An understanding I had not felt in a long while
Should I have
You, who felt inadequate
Who thought he was not good enough ?
Should I have
When you didn't trust me
You who didn't tell me why
Who thought I was too good
I wanted to
I could not
You were too close
And I was too open
You held my hand
And I saw who you are
But you did not trust me
And I knew you could hurt me
In the worst way
......
And yet....
Here you are
Rummaging my mind...
I dreamt a dream that renewed kindred memories
Rekindling past passions of moonlit love-themes,
Enamoring love-embers blooming heartfelt longings,
Crooning hints-romantic~ life’s a beauteous dream;
When merrily you enthralled me in springs of yore
Fetching yesteryears’ treasured keepsakes to fore
Lauding pages of albums seasons bygone adored
Reviving ardent allure, questing for love evermore.
I recognized fervid smiles of twinkles in your eyes
Tethered bashfully to arc of love on fulgent skies,
As together we watched winsome emotions climb
Inscribing on celestial canvas, halo of love sublime;
Just as Venus smiled and Moon winked impishly
When brilliant stars avowed~ forever we shall be,
And song of lark strummed of a mirthful morning,
Rising in paradise you envisioned for you and me.
Embraced in delight through night’s blissful fantasy
Inflaming love’s yearnings stoking endearing instincts,
Ascribing form and meaning to abandoned reveries,
Greeting me, you agreed~ life’s a beauteous dream.
October 6, 2022
Placed 1st: The Mystical Dream Poetry Contest
Sponsor: Anoucheka Gangabissoon
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Dual curved carved crystalline it rests
quantum wave particles interwoven at best
allows Heart to heave
explorations suavely gentle, feel
Heal with non-local light white
across Tibetan height nights
continuously crafted through storm eyes
looping smile sighs, holding Soul steady
whorling, whispering veins tirelessly heady
expansive is a rush of blood
Rain tears feed its sizzling throbbings
arteries androgyny crying crumbling piously
lying awake, nothing’s at stake
Heart within Planet of the Heart
touching, encircling, squeezing
Soft supple sublime smoothing
in rhythmic dance inward and out
twirls across seaspun songs, sealed
as blood flows through brain cells
holds no sin, beating making no din
Heart pure stillness, pricelessly present
through sockets smiling : sees, hears, feels
tastes, smells ~ in silence connecting its moment is only a moment
holds exalted longings without expectations
observing own arising gyrations
musings, twinnings, dismantlings
Beauty of Heart melts catalytic
making music, fascination still
cannot label nor judge neither contradict
or impress empresses or advocates
governors, lover hierophants or poets
fathoms no fools ~ merely IS
Presents primal lingering languid gaspings
for its own beatings, pulsing, unfoldings
irrepressible expressions
explosions of expirations
Split open its P R E S E N C E
e x p o s i n g slivered voluptuous
vulnerability breathing
HEART AM I
I play my guitar,
now crying in sevens
on a cold vacant morning
with rain on the ground
Sorrowful chords,
on the strings of emotion
in three quarter tear drops
where sadness is found
And the storm clouds they form
on the edge of tomorrow
with thoughts ever yearning
for your melody
dreaming of yesterdays
caught in the feedback,
out of tune longings
in sad harmony
Fret coated wishes
of E string deceptions
seeking the song
while there’s no one around
A chill strums my heart,
it is empty and hollow
I play my guitar
and there isn’t a sound
If to love you, I must drown,
let me, Dear, not drown in water.
I wish to lie beside you
and drown in the profound -
of your chestnut chocolate eyes.
Say my name. Let if fall
silken from your lips.
I sink into a euphoric abyss
imagining your mouth
on the nape of my neck -
the whisper of it drifting delicately
until tenderly you tempt me with
your first soft kiss upon my lips.
Inundate me with every kiss.
There-after, I would gladly drown
in the deluge of
that tiramisu bliss.
Engulf me with lavender longings
that crescendo to a cardinal craving
with every inch of my skin
that the feathery fingers
of your beautiful hands
paint upon my quivering body
with crimson caresses.
Let me die slowly,
submerged in your ambrosial ardor,
melting with the luscious lava
of our love.