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Written: March 14, 2025, for contest Sponsored by: Kai Michael Neumann
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On that obsidian night,
I found your flawless face,
echoing with illuminated breaths
and hushed whispers from Mulberry Trees
The sunset swan song lingers.
in a warm twilight embrace.
Springtime ushers in butterflies,
dancing in a garden of flowers.
The gentle breeze serves as music,
and they flutter about for hours.
Each butterfly dons its finest attire,
softly adorned by
the petals they cherish.
Their movements are a ballet in the air
adding beauty to the garden,
a delightful sight so rare.
Threads of turmoil
dance across a colorful sky.
Glimmering gazes gather,
grinning at the edges with grace.
From waves of sorrow to deep love,
Break free and soar high.
Graceful transience
crossed my path,
your porcelain pout
spoke profound truths.
I shuddered, sobbing and shrieking.
The tattered threads tore apart.
As we breathe in gentle impermanence,
We draw sunlight with our breaths.
A fractured mind finds restoration.
as resilience blooms from the foundation.
Carefree smiles, now bear marks,
dimples etched by time hand,
and a final stretch carved
in a meadow so serene.
The gravel path beneath our feet,
worn and rugged through the years,
bears witness to fading sparkles
as daylight slowly slips away.
Lucent lanterns of fireflies
flicker upon ebony stems,
scarlet petals soaked
in the soft morning mist.
My fist of frustration.
clutched self-sabotaging shadows,
resilience radiates through
rooted in steadfast resolve.
Ebony stalks with olive leaves
Hold scarlet blossoms high.
Desperation grasp weakens,
releasing doubts into the soft azure sky.
The sultry sun sinks behind it.
racing storm-filled clouds,
reflecting life’s ever-shifting
kaleidoscope—our trials laid bare.
We craft unframed dreams.
from a hidden lattice unseen,
built on unwavering hope
where despair has often lingered.
Sacred truths uphold
support amid the sunset’s glare,
embracing complexities —
Love's chaotic dance is laid bare.
Across the table gazing in your eyes
I see the bright reflections of our love,
and like a sweet duet we harmonize
with soulful melodies of mourning dove.
Our love is ever present in my mind;
these feelings that to you I do impart.
For not a better lover could I find;
you will remain forever in my heart.
You touch my hand, my pulsing passions rise;
My ever fervid fantasies take flight.
I wonder if this leads to love’s surprise,
and tangled sheets on sultry, summer night.
My love you are the bedrock of my soul;
the pillar which forever makes love whole.
May 11, 2018
and in my green dream, I find myself in a green lush forest
dripping wet with life, steamy and sultry
I am one with nature and with the emerald drifting water
oh, the chartreuse moss and the wet lime green ferns
I float in tranquility and beneath me seaweed grows, swaying
so many greens all united in harmony
juniper, sage, olive, shamrock, pine
emerald green of a little frog and the dark green of a crocodile
small green fish kissing my toes
a lovely green flower, a green snake slithers
a fluttering green butterfly, a green bird sings sweetly
green twining vines, meandering in the dark green foliage
my sage green eyes, whisper come fall into the green depths with me
I will take you to green, green world full of utter peace
all beautiful shades of green, mingled and entwined, united in nature and life
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February 29, 2016
Poetry/Free Verse/in my green dream
Copyright Protected, ID 16-762-889-0
All Rights Reserved. Written under Pseudonym.
For the contest, United Colors: Green
sponsor, Silent One
First Place
I walk alongside the seashore crimson,
Reflection of the twilight of sky,
That precedes the raunchy and beamy night,
Moon shines and stars dance around.
Sickle of moon slivers my heart,
Playing hide and seek, discover my soulmate,
Under vastness of expanse and seductive wind,
Cover of colourful leaves, earth amatory.
The twosome go bawdy and carnal,
Holding me in his arms, gets me close,
I feel his breath on my neck,
And his skin next to mine.
Gazing at his face in moonlight,
These moments are special and divine,
Sultry and aphrodisiac, enamoured in love,
As if never to part, till death in unison!!
Composed on 26/11/13
Written for ' In the faraway' contest
Username- Upmasharma
Motif- romantic
The bayou sky flies a catfish moon over swamp gators
And cottonmouth vipers. Accordions, fiddles, and rub board vests
Make their ramble through the undergrowth hot on the trail
Of a sultry midsummer house party in Sweat Neck, Louisiana.
All the usual suspects are there. Sharkskin Slim doffs his topper
To Ruby and Rose - the Harlequin Twins. They curtsy in reply.
They came to town to show local folks how business gets done.
Fast Man is fresh from stabbing Satan in the back; same as before.
Snorkel-nose Nelson lays his blackjack on the table.
Pelican-neck LeBeau considers the odds and spits.
A honeysuckle breeze wafts across the terrace.
Eucalyptus, peppermint, and pine tar grace the veranda
Where Miss Bunny Bouche, in her famous lavender velour,
Garners attention from spy boys eying Cajun temptations
With considerably hardened intentions. Several teamsters
Just in from Shreveport dance lively while a claw hammer fiddler
Plays Tee Nah Nah. Essential words are suggested in the space
Between the jug and the mason jar. They speak of collard green
Creole rice served with crayfish in roux étouffée. The snap beans
Are sure enough salted. The shrimp gumbo is suitably spiced.
Sad Hannah sits off in the corner, her motives transparent
As parish politics. She’s been rumored to have dabbled
In arson crafts she’d learned at Magdalena’s Den of Sin,
But no one ever really pays her much mind.
She’s been deliberating the consequence of a life not lived,
And sees a glimmer of hope in the eye of a hurricane lamp.
Her chance of escaping obscurity erupts through the hall.
So now, it’s last call and damn it all, take a left at the crossroads,
And be sure to turn your mattress over when it’s time to climb downstairs.
And as for Hannah, sad Hannah, well, it’s either up Ladder Lane
Then down Hemp Alley, or else it’s just a lonely walk home.
You said you will love me....always
Be there for me....always
Cherish me...always
How long is your always, My Love?
A moment
An hour
A day
Just for this time
While our bodies and souls are
Intertwined?
While I make love to you
and make you shine...
Sublime?
How long is your always, my Love?
A week
A month
A season
A year
While I’m still healthy and young
Beautifully bountiful
smooth and silky
voluptuous and vivacious
agelessly alluring
sultry and sexy sweet
your whenever you want it treat?
How long is your always, my Love?
A lifetime?
Beyond?
To Eternity?
How long is your always, my Love?
Tell me…
Explain it to me
Whisper it in my ear
as my hair brushes against your chin
and my lips plant a kiss on your neck
Tell me....
Tell me!!!!
When you say
You will love me "ALWAYS"
Is your always....
the same time period as mine?
Search your heart
Search it carefully
Right now as it rapidly pulsates with passion's pleasure
Right now when eternity is ours
Here...now...
Ask your heart
Search it well and find
The truth that there resides
Pounding in those chambers
Reverberating Righteous Rhymes
TRUTH
Listen...
And if your heart answers....
"As long as I beat....ALWAYS breathes"
Then I'll give you my all….ALL
Body and soul
Forever and ALWAYS
YOURS...
as in my beating heart....
You are forever and ALWAYS
MINE! :)
Jade Celeste
**Dance of the Gypsy Soul**
Gargantuan, golden glimmerings.
Gauzed, glazed and glorious...
She, your gem-gypsy generator.
Etched earrings, entice extraordinary,
Elegance, embraces everywhere.
Explosive evening, encircles an elusive
environment!
She is strong, a sensuous, song-secret.
She, the soul sonnet you sought.
Spinning you in her silvery, sultry seconds.
~Your~
Spirit of a Summer Shadow
9/3/2021
Dusk
brings a sense of calm
Sultry tones of his laugh
rent my headspace
Wrap around my fingers
like a lightning rod
Flush my face with fantasies
but none are rated family
And my juvenile self wonders
What it's like
to be consumed by love...
I think I'm close.
I for one
I’m being strangled
by the radiance of his half-life essence.
Ubiquitous beauty,
bleeding through my AMOLED screen.
To truly appreciate it
I need this in 4D.
4D? Why not 3D?
Because... for me
I want to exist beside his.
If my beginning and end are the same,
I’d want them both to have his.
And if I spent it all for his
I’d be the happiest frivol.
What can you say to a beautiful woman?
What can you say
to a beautiful woman,
someone you've recently met
Hair, soft and gold,
with a smile to remember,
one you would not soon forget
Eyes from above,
as if angels are gazing,
hypnotic, lost in their trance
Skin, silky smooth
like a porcelain flower,
blooming of love and romance
Whispering lips,
those you can't help but listen,
to every word they recite
A body to make
shadowed silhouettes quiver,
under the moon's sultry light
Yes, what can you say
to a beautiful woman,
someone you'd sure like to know
Maybe it's wrong,
but its all I can think of,
I will just start with, "hello"
A lady and a pillow
I read about a woman who, when going abroad
takes a pillow from her bedroom, one with printed flowers
and smells of yesterday’s shampoo and rinse
not a silly little heart-shaped pillow was given to
the newlywed with a knowing wink and smarmy smile
so, what do I know about anatomy or the structure
of a skeleton?
The lady with her cushion doesn’t stay in the youth motel
but a proper hotel, where they say: “Does the madam
like a cup of tea? She sweetly smiles, wishing the question
had been of a sultry nature
The roaming woman visits art galleries and museums
dines at a nice restaurant that has white tablecloths
wide chairs and soft music
“Does the madam like dessert?” She sweetly smiles, but
wishes the question had been daring, what she whispers
to the pillow.