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Sexy Love
Some say that love is when our rivers join on cotton sheets in mounting passion
when you and I share days and nights with Venus’ delta freely flowing
advance our bodies candlelit caress desires fit and fitting in all the latest fashion
when mingling waters splash the rocks and roll on tidal beaches growing
position musky gushes’ swelling delights’ passages in carefree physical obsession
when springs let loose in coasting caves change blushes into glowing
and we fulfil crescendo’s rhythmic interludes but do mistake loving for possession
Hard truths await when rivers dry turn flaccid stagnant trickle’s scorch our beds
when climate change in our hearts and mating souls abandoned lie exposed
our union built on quick sand crumbling walls fancy contortions immaturely spread
when flaking righteousness only amounts to shallow promises disposed
reveals the hidden secret of why rainy storm clouds erode the lover’s mindless head
when then and how and where the thirsty moonless plights are loathed
that reckoning deserves some thought when all else has been done and said
Sometimes our rivers flow below the earthy needs and wants flown in the wind
when fire’s pleasures kindled spirits need to join beyond sexual application
and thus all sensual heartfelt feelings have to be twined and twinned
when kindness compassion consideration might super-cede awesome copulation
the biggest phallus shapely **** augmented egos and shapely waistlines trimmed
when thinking conversations holding each firmly outweighs the grandest fornication
and then the river riders circle to sheet and intercourse in true love never dimmed
09th October 2016
How slight
The petal of
A poppy,flowering-
So much like us,beautiful,yet
Fragile
Hurry
Takes its toll as
In our daily stroll,we
From deepest ruts of blind alleys
Quicken
Beauty
free from above
embedded in our heart-
His loving-kindness ..ready to
impart
The warmth
Of love's invite
Encompassed my desire,
In two soft whispered words of love,
Be mine !
Eyes closed
As lips caressed,
Mouths joined,impassioned
Tongues explore,in our love's embrace,
Time-framed
My love
Beguiled me,with
Soft sensuous lips,sleek
Long thighs with rounded hips,twinned heart's
Enlaced
Long days
Of August sun
Where nature blinks and shrinks
The dying grass,yellowed in sleep-
Held fast
Night chills
the aging bones-
blowing on the east wind
flurries fine and dry settle on
new graves.
These be
the keys to life,
faith,hope and agape,
love,the greatest gift of all three-
to thee !
Desire
welled within-
words became a promise
so sublime,to love now and for
all time.
We had
met and conversed,
a rapport on first sight-
a chance meeting to a life's time
delight
BEING HUMAN
Brave she was and searched for light in blinding darkness
Encouraged by intense desire she illuminated odds and evens
Intuitively she knew how madness was insanely normal
Not straying from the path of love and kindness empathy she
Gallivanted meandered in everlasting human passion for the truth
Humble modest and embracing she cast comfort and compassion
Unsurpassed inquisitive kindness and belonging and she ventured
Manifold on many pathways star charts pedalled mutual attraction
At many crossroads halted listened reflected glistened followed heart’s emotion
Never ending moon spoons scooping longing souls embodied Universe
Bestowed upon with gravitation sense and sensual sensation he
Entered entertained a new realm of depth enlightenment and feeling
Intertwined his wings her roots their flights of fancy grounded elevation
Nurtured natured danced nubile naked dreamscapes fantastic fantasy
Gave rise with her together to birth to freedom liberation new beginnings
He liberated consciousness from iron cages of defence rationalization
Unwound some endless loops of gloomy thoughts and doom and
Mastered majestic miracles of letting go releasing gathering complete
And unbelievably mosaic canvass stretching poetry in motion tapestry
Near fairy tale community of clarity togetherness gratitude and joy
Being lost and found in each and other in each other in enterprise
Enchantment and the aura of unexpected unchartered magnitude
Intense illuminated rainbow spectrum’s crimson violet orange indigo
New found mindful mind and minds affection intellectual pheromones
Glowed panoramic mounts and para-mounts aphrodisiac amour took shine
“Human-amour’ being two in one and one in two human humane and beautiful
Untold stories history projections narration twine of lover’s union fashioned
Multiple layers dimensions soul mates and twinned and mingled twinkling eyes
And trusted in trusted holding hands and holding him and her and them and with
No other words expressing human being’s beauty than love and love and love
04th July 2016
LOVE AT FIRST SIGHT
We had
met and conversed,
a rapport on first sight-
a chance meeting to a life's time
delight
that
Summer
evening silken,
long..an encounter of
initiations together
explored
as
Desire
welled within-
words became a promise
so sublime,to love now and for
all time.
MY FONDEST MEMORY
My love
Beguiled me,with
Soft sensuous lips,sleek
Long thighs with rounded hips,twinned heart's
Enlaced
with
Eyes closed
As lips caressed,
Mouths joined,impassioned
Tongues explore,in our love's embrace,
Time-framed
in the
The warmth
Of love's invite
Encompassed my desire,
In two soft whispered words of love,
Be mine !
NATURE
Long days
Of August sun
Where nature blinks and shrinks
The dying grass,yellowed in sleep-
Held fast
as
Oat grass
Tinted old gold
Shimmers on tall green stems;
On a clear warm light of evening sun-
Back-lit
the
Brimstone
Awakens,then
From each flower hovers
On the drying wind of the breeze-
Sun-lit.
KIN
So sad
full of care
the face of nan,
life,lines her beauty
so fair-
this girl
full of care,
this face of love
'cross memmory's chasm
I stare,
so sad-
youthfulness
we could not share
apart by kin's time-line
divide
"Dedicated to all Grand-mothers everywhere
Deep inside my soul there is a hunger that only true calm can soothe
and as I link to tranquil moments, the evening bathes my tired face
effacing it from noise of day, the mind is free to find its groove
Twinned onto the night and all her peaceful escapades, I retrace
my steps, and return once again to evening skies and lofty sacred space
Serene as the swans that glide in the silent river
Safe in the knowledge that they are seldom seen
Something beautiful holds still for them and me
Deep inside my soul there is a longing to repose in mollified appease,
to allay my worries for a while and reconcile with the quiet breeze
Contest Name: Writing Prompt- Calm
Sponsor Name: Constance La France
May 9, 2021
Words used: Calm, tranquil, peaceful, still, quiet, serene
I never understood much that went before, could never sing hymns
at the gate of youth with confidence nor carry myself through
uncertain adolescence with conviction; I was always puzzled by
geometry and the comatose of algebra drawing a sort of wonder
only in the divine mystery of the solemn earth and the sound of ice
cream vans down backstreets and the jazzy hum from playgrounds
and swimming pools and the quiet cathedral peace of bluebell
woods where curiosity blinked at every turn of the knotted path and
ivy hung trunks stood defiant out along the dipping brook with its
mystery of where it had been and where it went – I never understood
much about my coming of age where manhood was an advertising
falsehood and adulthood was a wound of conformity with its
dreaded spectre of responsibility; I always dreamt of someone
nobler to be there when I awoke, a confidante to walk the timeless
trails, a twinned mind to share the small miracles when light gets
through the blinded eye – and then, how sweet, how sweet it was,
you appeared from behind the curtain of fate, a gift from divine
providence, an answer to a gambler’s prayer, how sweet that
miracle was, to find you amongst the chimneys and railings of the
bleak landscape that went before, a steady hand against the
wicked winds of chance, a fellow explorer, my blessed companion,
precious as the boundless sky, you turned the heads of lambs as
you passed by and the truth of you was the God in everything I
adore.
The full moon lit up the night sky
A wisp of cloud passed it by
To add to an eerie atmosphere
As if something gruesome might appear.
The gates to the graveyard groaned in the wind
As did the groans of the grave stones twinned
And the night demons were on the prowl
As the wolf cried out with a harrowing howl.
In the chapel attic a light appeared
And the girl in the red dress everyone feared
Was staring out with blood shot eyes
As the living dead heed her cries.
The door slams open, a priest appears
Holding a silver cross that the demon fears
As the holy water burns the skin
Of a possessed soul steeped in sin.
The ghoulish corpses to the girls demands
Descend on the chapel, as the devil commands
And the sweating brow of the terrified priest
Does little to ward off the devils beasts.
Reciting Latin, the priest persists
As the decomposed bodies in the graveyard mist
Aim to transform him into one of them
So he keeps reciting over and over again.
The girl morphs into the devils form
But the priest refuses to conform
And so with a scream the girl is thrust
Way up high, as she continues to cuss.
‘Lord save this soul’ the priest declares
‘Release this soul from this evil affair
And with this water I purify thee!’
And with that, in an instant, the devil did flee.
It is said that the girl did not perish
But became a nun of the local parish
And yet on every full moon night
It is rumoured that the nun was nowhere in sight.
And so tonight, as you lay in your bed
If you think this chapel is somewhere else instead
Beware as the full moon glows
That the girl in the red dress never shows!!
Paranormal Poetry Contest
Sponsor - Robert James Liguori
29th December 2021
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Values and disvalues
absorbed through communication
of felt relationship,
absence of connection,
hopeless excommunication.
The Left bereft
Brain justified,
ratioed,
commodified,
diversified,
tooled,
weaponed for rational utilitarian consistency,
reified verbal logic
of neurological systemic Spirits,
feeling co-related events,
critical memories
epic predator/prey histories
Recalling ecologies of sensory attachment/detachment,
felt experience networks of virtual spiraling health values,
virtuously co-arising sensed re-experience ecosystems,
And viciously degenerating
unraveling disvalue cycles,
pre- and post-cycles,
recycles
Feeding healthy value feelings,
unhealthy disvalue memories
back
and back
and back to when Space first felt Earth's shift
balancing bilaterally twinned TimeFlow
for virtuous universal win/win communication
Ego in Here listening kindly
within EarthTribe's perpetually felt spirals
of revolving Now light,
Then dark...
Sacred communion,
taken in by mouth
and nose
and ear
and eye
and touch,
compassionately felt in community,
Becomes left-brain anxious about competitive totalitarian communism
while right-brain celebrating cooperative win/win Green Commons
of ancient reproductive health,
bilaterally twinned,
binomially intertwined,
bicamerally belonging
Yet longing not to become entirely ego-absorbed
without remaining cherished interdependent identity,
Part yet whole;
Whole yet apart
holonic
holy
whole Earth polypathic
polyphonic
polyculturally communal,
Left secularly invincible
either/or powers of resilient thinking
with sacred resonant Right
both cognitive and emotive
pre-visibly invisible,
pre-auditory pregnant silence.
Transparent wombing flexibility
mixed with absorbing love,
together breeding Integrity
Coming of age,
Going of non-change
Viral spirals
downward viciously viscous
and upward
virtuously visionary,
Outwardly
inward,
anxiously
ubiquitous,
competitively
cooperative.
Identity discovered through relationship,
nutrition recovered through nurturing nature,
culture uncovered through history,
theology covered through ecology,
Transcendent revolution through immanent evolution,
communal experience through communication,
secular thoughts through sacred apparitions,
motions through emotions,
Here through now,
Space through time,
Community through communion.
Foundation.
Some old mythology says we are bound to find our twin flame or soul mate, before we are born.
Our true other half.
This journey is simply repeated until we do.
No matter who we end up with.
To become whole.
Could old myths be true?
Title:
Reincarnated Love
(A lone old voice whispers)
I write this for you to see in this lifetime because I couldn't find you, and my earthly time is nearly up
My beloved Mary Lee
I know you were born to meet me
On the twenty-six of November
A date, I'll know forevermore
As I look back
Like now and remember
For we shall be together
In The Great Nevermore
Sharing conversations and sweet kisses:
Even after Death visits,
And offers you a drink of his sacrilegious dark wine
To end all your beautiful days and glorious time
I just know we shall be together, like twinned pilgrims
In an eternal quest of hide and seek
Set forth in the silence, by a long remembered God
Lost somewhere in some surreal time stream
But together in insane spaces
In-Between
And as the soft capricious winds of Heaven
Change and dance like a wild Anna Pavlova
Between us
Creating a moving sea of love between our two pulsating souls
We shall know
In that very instance
Holding hands
Together, like first date lovers
In the universe's
Dust
That we can sing and dance together,
Forever
And be joyous in each and every form
For ours is a love story
Beyond the norm
A love story which will forever survive
Composed in golden italics and kept safely on gilded shelves, with so many others
Written in Enochian Archives
Stored beyond the Great Pillars
In a sacred tabernacle
By the pale blue Holy Sea
Our Eternal Sea
This I know because before I was born into physical form
You were written
Into my history
By my spirit guides
God and me
The woman I'm bound to always love and try to find
Whenever I'm reincarnated into mankind
The one soul betrothed to me
By an angel called, ADOEOET,
He who sings like a bird, who once whispered
Meet you true love
My beloved Mary Lee
So, see you in another lifetime
Your forever twin flame with no name
Whose loved is buried so deep no matter how many times
Life tries to bury me
(C)
Copyright John Duffy