I will collaborate with the sea
to find a love Summer took from me.
I believed it a love that would last.
At season's end, it became the past.
Moments we spent are now fantasy.
Our love even oceans cannot see.
Like ebbing waves, I falter in pain,
loving, losing over once again.
March 23, 2023
I longed to speak of love to a woman so fair,
but I bumbled and mumbled because I stuttered,
so my tongue remained silent. My heart didn't dare
whisper, "I love you." Three words never uttered.
I tried to be brave but was too timid and shy
to gather enough courage to bend on one knee,
so I wrote her a poem; hard task for a guy.
Reading helps the speech of a stutterer like me.
Slowly, I read; each romantic line was uttered.
Without a single flaw, I pledged to her my love.
Her eyes filled with tears; eyelashes swiftly fluttered.
Her arms were the wings of an innocent white dove.
"I love you, too," she softly whispered in my ear.
Now free of stuttering, I have nothing to fear.
September 15, 2020
MAX 14 lines Inspired Prompt
Sponsored by: Line Gauthier
I heard my love whispering in a dream,
his deep voice quivered, flickered and fluttered;
from far off- and in my sleep I muttered,
I recall us on the shore of a stream.
I am fighting with the dream and screaming,
as I feel his breath on my hair and lips;
hear his intake of air and my heart skips,
I can feel his love though I am dreaming.
His whispered words tell me to come with him,
my reply is timid and softly uttered;
my words a stammer sputtered, and stuttered,
and then I find myself in a place dim.
Oh why, why did God take my one true love;
and then let him come back to me a dove.
___________________________
September 15, 2020
Poetry/Rhyme/Whispered Love
Copyright Protected, ID 20-1287-037-03
All Rights Reserved, 2020, Collaboration
Constance La France and Line Gauthier
Written for the contest, 'MAX 14 lines POEM-inspired prompt'
sponsor, Line Gauthier
Second Place
In dim lit room in front of hazy mirror,
The wise woman sat facing her own image,
Incense smoke curled slow around sandalwood wall,
It was night of winter when deep frost stood guard,
glittering eyes as she sees in crystal ball,
And in a voice like from the depth of a well,
She predicts my future of marriage and love,
“I see a princess no doubt at gilded door”,
“Ah! someone like me a reader of the stars,
Can clearly foresee the woman of your dreams,
She will enter your life like bloom of roses,
when the big black wolf howls to the next full moon!”
Poem inspired prompt contest
max 12 lines
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Written 31/08/2020
As deep as oceans are in thy blue eyes
I ponder to myself: where have I been
Lost in your love, a bird in your high skies
A poor blind man I was, but now I've seen
Truth lies behind your eyes that I can see
Alone. I don't roam this earth without you,
For we are one, and one we'll always be
So darling take my heart, take my hand too.
And though your eyes stare without seeing me
They see much deeper than eyes ever could
They see deep in my heart where I am free
And where we live together, long and good
No ocean separates the love we feel
We're birds, our universe is vast and real
***
Iambic Pentameter
March 21, 2017
Copyright © White Wolf and Darren White
Pierced by shards of shattered glass
Deeper and deeper you stab me
With lies and venomous words
Dissecting my heart piece by piece
Crushed like the petals of a withered rose
I’m dying …
Scarlet blood seeps into my very soul
Drip
Drip
Drip
Into pieces and a bloody mess
I scarified secrets;
Secrets you tore and tore,
Gracing a fake friendship,
Trust tossed like a sweaty towel
Now karma a poisonous snake
You plea ...
To be on death row, decomposing
Dripping into the night -- Silently
fading and fading
Stung by my viper lips,
smiling
grinning
laughing
Until you are no more
A Poet Destroyer Collaboration
Collaboration Celebration Contest
7th August 2015
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