Oh oh, it was just a crush.
I'll admit was a little rushed.
Oh, I couldn't keep shush.
I've told of how my feelings flushed.
Oh oh, it is just a crush.
I'll admit there's many times I blushed.
Oh, I couldn't help but gush.
I've expressed feelings that lushed.
Oh oh, it was just a crush.
I'll admit at one point felt a little crushed.
Oh, I couldn't hold back the mush.
I've stood there before you hushed.
Oh oh, it is just a crush,
I'll admit all of it was a little rushed.
Categories:
lushed, crush,
Form: Rhyme
Love that writes
Love that reads
Love that never quits
Love has all the wits
Love that is hard
Love that always guards
Love that makes me blush
Love that has lushed
Love that make me blue
Love that has no clue
Love that is kind
Love that has a mind.
Love that shoulders
Love that boulders
Love that gives me life
Love that makes me strife.
Love that is high
Love that is not dry
Its the love that seeds..
But never meets.
Categories:
lushed, 1st grade, beautiful, boyfriend,
Form: Rhyme
Near the broken bridge outside the post station,
Unappreciated, a wintersweet blooms lonely.
Cast by the gloomy dusk in isolation,
It's ravaged by the wind and rain ruthlessly.
Without intention to bloom first in spring lushed,
It’s envied by many a flower.
Even if the blossoms fall and are ground to dust,
Their fragrance lingers in the world forever.
(Tran.)
Categories:
lushed, flower, metaphor, philosophy,
Form: Rhyme
If we are a breed of beings,
Species of like doings-
In the Milky Way
Why not be that today?
Have I turn a bat
Lost my light of the frat
Or a Braconid
To my kind?
Why the abrupt repellency
To the unfolding literacy
How will I feed my stance
Upon the extinct of other hands?
Why the weighed loathsome
The infinite gruesome
Of my phylum-
Within my kingdom?
What's with the conscription,
The circumscprition-
Of liberty
Stamping it in entirety?
What's with the thirst of a fuehrer,
The ***** conceit of the other-
To weightily parti pris
And indulge in an hostility spree?
Can I not be mindful of the Scythrops,
Make of their trait crops,
That will acculturate
Rather than berate?
Can I not be for the domain,
My essence extended to the terrain,
Express compassion without pain
And adore for no gain?
Instead, I lushed
To hike mass agitative state,
That deludes the mind
Of my kind-
To prey on their own.
Categories:
lushed, bullying, conflict, confusion, violence,
Form: Rhyme
So full asleep
is the heart
which once has loved
Greeted by solitude
is each thought
which once has lingered
like purple jasmines
in a Spring garden
Gone are the breezy dreams
which spread their wings
in Vales of honey
Concealed those lips
which once has kisssed
each every curl
that lay so soft
on her bare shoulders
Deep thorn the pangs
Silent the soul
which bear his absence
Those nights
seem far
so far away now
Such few her joy
in a remembarance
But,What does it matter ?
Lachrymose! ! !
What word is that?
So familiar... very familiar
yet, so very strange
when the last flicker faded
but wax still melts
Emotion 's weakened
but the feeling 's strong
What does it matter?
When to live is to exist
and existing is without him
When to see is to believe
and believing is to be blind
She was a nobody
till He came to her
He was a nobody
then She found him
They were a nobody
in the hourglass of time
Just ghostly mist
from eachother's past
sweet perfumed mist
which sweared to live
between the winds
but now has vanished
beneath lushed moss
and marbled dust
Categories:
lushed, lost love
Form: Light Verse
Harrowing the heart
“Will you be my Valentine” she stuttered,
lips melting in a heart-shaped blush.
“Yes sure” he lushed , clasping her to his clement chest
And sure…
the red god, collapsing in the west
spotted him, arrowing
in frenzied abandon
the furry labiated heart,
wedged tightly between another’s heaving hips .
Homing the heart
A spotted butterfly
flutters breezily towards its nest of whirring wings .
A coral train
snakes electrified towards its station of expectant workers.
And I….
sit here harping on a hapless heart without a home
Categories:
lushed, girlfriend-boyfriend, sad,
Form: Free verse
Harrowing the heart
“Will you be my Valentine” she stuttered,
lips melting in a heart-shaped blush.
“Yes sure” he lushed , clasping her to his clement chest
And sure…
the red god, collapsing in the west
spotted him, arrowing
in frenzied abandon
the furry labiated heart,
wedged tightly between another’s heaving hips .
Homing the heart
A spotted butterfly
flutters breezily towards its nest of whirring wings .
A coral train
snakes electrified towards its station of expectant workers.
And I….
sit here harping on a hapless heart without a home
Categories:
lushed, girlfriend-boyfriend, sad,
Form: Free verse
There was two hearts that were meant to touch
because of the fact that they loved so much.
He saw in her eyes,
deep lavender skies
and loving hand he could forever clutch.
On virgin sands they sauntered alone
lushed in lavender love of their own.
This must be true love,
from heaven above
she used up all her eau de cologne.
Copyright © 2011 By Caryl S. Muzzey
Seventh Place Winner ~ "Loveland Limerick” Poetry Contest
Sponsored by: Linda- Marie The Sweetheart of P. S.
April 4, 2011
Categories:
lushed, love,
Form: Limerick