Long Sighs Poems
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“When creativeness steals my mind~
from all else, I'm trapped and blind.”
__by Poet
Another poem I must write
so little time to get it right.
A brand new contest beckons me-
awakens my poetic sight.
Must set aside the chores I see
to meet the call of what's to be.
For when I'm captured, I must do
whatever helps to set me free.
From mind to heart, words will accrue
creative visions that are true;
address the theme with the rules sought
to write a poem, fresh and new.
And so begins this battle fought
for in this web, my being's caught
to end the challenge with deep sighs-
till captured once again in thought.
I admire the stone.
I love the layers of grieving moss.
Tracing the names history forgot.
The hum of Death settles in the air
I saunter holding my precious heartbeat,
In awe of what is no longer here.
Epitaphs are stories
Rows upon rows of histories
Listening to the echoes of lingering grief.
Aware of the decay nobody can see.
The wind sighs on granite wings,
Angels mourn yet still they sing.
My feet are one with the dirt,
From dawn til dusk ghosts slumber so,
Shadows dancing towards the sky,
Enjoying downtime here on Earth.
I am a taphophile, in love with decay.
Every breath brings me closer to my grave.
A taphophile who lingers in the hush,
Tears embedded in the grass so lush.
Reflecting heavily with resting bones,
This place is truly a second home.
It's so enthralling to be falling again
When love is the bane of my existence it fills me with pain
Romance is the rapture of the heart
To capture all that might one day bring us apart
There are so many nuances to love
I could light this flame and look above
My soul is righteous as I stare into your eyes
No lies, no reasons why, just simple sighs
You knew my mind was a twisting travesty
Rolling out the purple carpet for your majesty
You pushed over walls, wrote it on the bathroom stalls of malls
And had the gall to ignore all the common sense calls
And every time I pushed you pulled
But perhaps it's you who has been fooled
By thinking I'm worth your time
While I whittle away my life in rhythm and rhyme
You sit there and wipe away the grime
That covers my heart like slime
And yet for all of my hate
You unlocked the door of my fate
And now it's too late
Because it's so enthralling to be falling
I just hope it doesn't send us sprawling
Between the whispers and the sighs (short version)
The sweet taste of champagne,
still lingers on her lips
The fragrance of jasmine oil,
slides from her fingertips
A mystic instigation,
your skin against my skin
Breathless anticipation,
for loving to begin
Chorus
Between the whispers and the sighs
I can read between the lines,
Between the whispers and the sighs
I sense our love is right on track,
and there's no going back
Trapped inside the vertigo,
as lovers rise and fall
Dizzy desire's the answer,
whenever romance calls.
There's a solemn silence,
no whispering of words
After love's expression,
only heartbeats are heard
Chorus
Between the whispers and the sighs,
I can read between the lines,
Between the whispers and the sighs,
I sense our love is right on track,
and there's no going back
Chorus Repeat
The sweet taste of champagne...
still...
lingers...
on...
her...
lips.
John Derek Hamilton
original write December 2019
revision October 4,2020
Sleep.. indigo’s eyes, night loving allies,
Sol’s flare is stars' disguise dawn till dusk’s reprise,
peach awe-inspired skies effuse juice sunrise,
east, grapefruit pink lies - lemon slice rhapsodize.
Pastel wash replies to Zephyrus sighs,
morning glory highs yield to afternoon’s surprise..
wings golden butterfly's, squires sun clockwise,
ruddy west implies cocktail hour’s devise,
sunlight’s demise creeps in blueberry dyes,
plum, mango fraternize as prim-rose chastise.
Sunset complies sending signal-light fireflies,
Wake! indigo’s eyes, night loving allies,
tantalize poets to romanticize.
Susan Ashley
August 17, 2017
~ First Place ~
Contest: Your Best Monorhyme
Sponsor: William Kekaula
Rhymes checked at (RY) rhymer.com
A Flower Through the Snow (or The Traveler)
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Why is it always the merriment that’s rattling at the door,
In the middle of the day that keeps the night at war?
If only you could open up and let this traveller in,
There could be a-something done about hushing up this din.
There’s a bottle sure, an open sore, the salt of seven seas,
White lines lay upon on the shore from brow creasing pleas.
Well first it’s a little, little sorry then it’s just little more,
‘Til the book finds a new page - now who’s this written for?
Why’d you bury the bones and start thinking they were treasure,
And dig ‘em back up and find the horror not the pleasure.
Is it startled reassurance that the truth ain’t in the flesh?
Well it ain’t in the bones too if there’s no cartilage to mesh.
Now all the chorus girls know a thing or two about this
That night weary wanders see only blue for bliss
As they’re walking through the day putting night sighs to test
Shaking stuck fallen leaves from shady places where you rest
Shut your eyes, go to sleep, though there are a thousand things
To do before tomorrow when winter’s cold voice sings
Can you let this traveller in while there’s still flame in the fire?
Ask to hear his story but if you know it he won’t tell yer
Wait there warm, sit there childish, wait until the new spring.
If he’s asks you the way or to see just say it’s something
In your smile, so stick around it may show, might grow
Like a song in the belly, like a flower through the snow.
Would it be too much
If I told you
I missed you?
What if I said it
While
Lying in your shirt?
Would your heart
Be fluttering
The same way mine has been?
Like it has since
The moment I knew
I was going to get attached
Where happiness
Was my soft sighs
Falling deeper into your arms
And rhythmically
Swaying
My foot
As I had
your heart beat
In my ear
And my leg
Resting
Across your stomach
Like a boat
Dancing on the waves
Of your breathing
And I didn’t want to
Stop feeling the motion
Of those waves
I wanted to be selfish
Quietly whispering
To the sun
To go back
To sleep
For a few hours
So I could omit
Responsibilities
And keep your arms around me
While daydreaming
About where
This will go
A summer montage
Blending into
Our birthdays
From playful arguments
Teaching me to drive stick
In your car
Getting drunk
And showing
All sides of our soul to each other
Like admitting
I’ve had conversations
With your parents in heaven
Showing them my scars
My past mistakes with love
But how willing I am
To risk everything
To keep
Your heart safe
How I would turn
your demons
Into distant friends
Showing how your insecurities
Hold no weight
In my eyes
Watching you
Do fun yet foolish things
With your friends
To forget
The world
Exists for a moment
Reading all the poetry
I wrote about you
While we lay on my couch
With your head in my lap
Running my fingers
Through your hair
And as the months pass by
I steal your hoodies
To keep warm
While you smoke
A cigarette outside
When you first wake up
And your ashes fall
Onto the faces of
Autumn leaves
They all appear
On your ceiling like a movie
As you snore lightly next to me
I smile nervously to myself
At the thought
Of sharing it with you
Would you feel the same way?
Or am I in over my head?
Train my eyes
To travel plainly into skies
That I can get to see Miles
Yet to be covered in guise
So as to ease all heavy sighs
Give unto me Joseph's eyes for real
Unto which future respect and appeal
True sense of belonging yet conceal
The method and style owned to keel
The ordeal revealed yet unable to steal
Train my view of different perspective
A reliable gaze into the mind of Thy directive
That would work together with my detective
All season long for time to be effective
In its constant change so selective
Give unto me Moses' Faith's eyes
How wonderful God's real presence baptize
And gets him high that people couldn't analyze
The reason his eyes are fire-like dyes
Which make God's fear becomes idolize
Train my winks in order of divine need
Change according to plan from greed
To win struggle with souls taking heed
In your words and actions to lead
Dying souls away from hell in airspeed
Give me Joshua's gazing sight
That keeps on with the unrealistic fight
What seems senseless brings light
To people's lives surrounded by fright
Screaming loudly a noise in their might
Train my gaze at the map of Zion
A place of praises; each participant-- a Scion
Where worship electrifies souls than an ion
Where dwell evil lions bowing for the Lion
Who gives tongue of Hawaii to those never speak Hawaiian
Sunsets in Saharan skies
Every nomad looks and sighs
Reprieved from unrelenting heat
Peruse the sun in its retreat
Every desert roamer knows
Nights with cool sand twixt their toes
Their utmost fear at the oasis?
Serpents lurk in nighttime places
So the creatures of the night
Creatures that emerge and bite
Only fear the bedouin
Replete with pots to cook them in
Pincers and a stinging tail
Indiana Jones might wail
Only serpents chill him more
Night time creatures by the score
Scurry over moonlit land
And sting the foolish barefoot man
Nomads snare this living lunch
Dine on scorpion crispy crunch
Once scorpions and serpents prowl
Whence the Pharaoh Eagle Owl
Looms so silent in the gloom
Serpents and scorpions meet their doom
Ask to know truth that wit may stay,
Prompt as clear style put simply plain;
Tell with deep proof the brilliant way,
Laugh with charm's smile a brilliant gain,
Yield to fond urge that poignant peace.
See things profound despite the veil,
Aim for sure surge that flavours ease;
Indulge fond grounds as words avail,
Dust of the earth spreads far and wide.
Touch with good cheer that fatal light,
Opt that fine mirth where poise takes sides.
Work fashions near the feisty sighs,
Intent sets free the message bold,
Thoughts come to be what time unfolds.
Leon Enriquez
20 October 2015
Singapore