Long Swatch Poems

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Premium Member The Trails of Sanity

The Trails of Sanity

Why do I care if the disturber carries on
Why is it I cannot just wait it out, bide my time
Be more mindful, try and bond
Embrace what I don’t understand
Welcome the scorching taste in my mouth
I wait, I watch, and watch and wait
what seems a millennium
The afterglow of embers still burn
Just sit tight…
The day ends with a tug on the swatch
of the backpack, I doff it off my shoulders
I hear the trifles start up once more behind me               
As my eyes wander upwards 
As the Rigel star taps into my soul 
As I surrender inward, a whispering voice
cues consolingly…
Here you are
Mind at ease                    
Free
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Glowing Forever

Glowing Forever


As simple as bringing a flame to a candle
I now hold the match ever tight in my hand
Striking the swatch in an emery fashion
Watching the flame as it takes its command

Flickering fond as the room was once darkened
Sending a glow to the ceiling so white
Cautions now bear of the heat it is yielding
You are the candle that lights up my life

Fill me with warmth that your flame it is bringing
Illumine my ways as I feel the embrace
Blow me a kiss in a gleaming direction
Luminous scenes every moment we trace

Softly my breeze finds your flame ever moving
Captured the visions as now it does dance
Residue forms at the base of affection
You are the light of this perfect romance

Burn evermore as my heart beat is singing
Take of this man every need and desire
See as my shadow moves closer to hold you
Together we find the most passionate fire

Light of my dreams oh I so long to feel you
Tapering slightly in spite of the spark
Melting eternal of love's light a' flicker
Glowing forever inside of my heart

Good night Soupers
Form: Rhyme

Patterns of Our Fabric

You're clothed in the nuanced expression 
            of variety, in the unique alchemy 
         of weave in proximity to the bridge 
     of wear and wearer at Gaia's boutique.

             Where light and shadow dance together 
        in exquisite harmony.
      The creatures run out to the day to be seen as material
              witnessings.
    The rustling of leaves in the wind, the patter of rain on. 
    the ground, patterlings
      a g loved fit of symbiosis in alchemy gauze 
        of secure medicinalings.

              The laughter of children playing, 
      and the sweet melody of birds' wingmanning and. 
    bopping the swaying, surrounding the displaying.
       
       Knitted in comfort of scene like an Uonion.
                 Umbrellic extension of womb.
       A closeness grafted in our canvas of
          muse as color and hue, 
            swatch to match of ensemble curl ie qued 
                     swirl of
       coffee cream heart to the batch of daily brew, 
       togetherness stitched message, 
            A tip of the cap to you.
art
Form: Rhyme

My First Love

I knew the day will come , yet never realised this soon 
watching you so pale but yet so peaceful 
I knew it in  my mind but my heart can never accept it 
letting you go, watching your pretty smile fade in your face 
knowing I will never see you again, nor touch you
was the most heart wrecking moment

knowing you has been a blessing, a miracle from the man above 
even though I never held you in my arms
your memories will for ever leave 
I knew you were one of the Angels just did not realise you will be leaving for heaven soon 


how I wish you opened your eyes, how it wish you smiled 
I imagine how it would have been, to swatch you grow 
I know I will have loved you

sitting here I wonder if you blame me, if you blame me 
for not fighting hard enough, for letting you go, 
if I could trade places I will take your place. 
if I held on, if I kept fighting, maybe you will still be with me.
how I ever let go of what could have been
what I could have taught you


I wonder how your laugh would have sounded like 
if you were to be daddy’s girl or mommies girl
not a single day goes by that I don’t think about you


I now you are amongst the Angels, you are seating on the bosom of the Jesus Christ
he is taking care of you, even though I miss you, I get comfort in knowing that you are watching over me.






Dedicated to all mothers who have lost their Angels.




God will never live nor forsake you.
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Premium Member Saved Soul

SAVED SOUL

Hey you, you got money
For this honey,
No, but need it ,
Take my watch,
It’s a swatch,
I need it now!
Not now, cops around,
Things are hot,
But need this pot!
Let’s be done 
Then I’ll run!
And be gone!
People staring,
People gazing,
Heart is racing,
Want it now!
Ah, feels so good,
Think of home,
And my hood,
Mom and Dad
Took it too
Know that soon
I’ll be trash!
Mom and Dad,
Are now ash!
How long could
I last,
Look behind
At my past,
What am I,
I am high,
I’ve been bad,
Such a cad!
I need help
I am drowning 
In a sea,
Of dissolution, 
As I know
What will become
Of me!
Perhaps I should die,
Must be gone,
I feel high!
Walk to bridge,
On the ridge,
Arms reach out,
Grab me,
Next I see,
Bright lights,
Reach my soul,
Like burning coal,
Doctors, rushing all
So white, 
Seem to want to
Put things right,
Nurses also
Safe my life.
From today,
Know now Want to
Be old and grey!
Who grabbed me,
Saved me,
It was He!
Form: Rhyme


Premium Member Goodbye Hollywood!

With Fond Memories, we'll all say Goodnight.
Goodbye, for now, maybe we'll get a Bite?
The thrill that we "Hoped," we'd see on the Screen,
Was "SO PREDICTABLE" from Scene to Scene!

Every "Horror Flick," is just like the Last!
Same Boring Plot, same Boring Cast!
The "Cinema's," are Over-Refrigerated,
And the "Dialogue," is only Regurgitated!

Half-hour in, you glance at your "Swatch,"
It doesn't Matter which Movie you Watch!
The "Kid" behind you...keeps Kicking! your Seat,
Your Popcorn Box...is Stuck to your Feet!

The Speaker's So Loud, it's Blowing your Mind...
And SOMETHING smells..."Rank,"...Right from Behind!
Pungence, not "Floral," is assaulting your "Beak,"
Your Eyes..."Dart Around...for the "Exit" you Seek!

Yes, it's "Fond" memories, like walking in "Clover,"
We MISS all those movies, watched Over and Over!
Till you "SHINE" the "LIGHT" on those "GEMS" that we SPEAK,
I'll be "DAMNED" if I'M coming "BACK HERE!" next WEEK!!!
Form: Rhyme

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