As the wind cascades out in a frenzy motion
Nephophilia, a thudder crave
Exclamation is a sudden urge
Since soft cotton candies switches to pastels and iridescents
Looking up close
Still immeasurably far
The old regime of sunrise and sunsets finna come up to horizon
where moons and suns collide
stars surrounding them
blues and whites around them
casting shadow of white daisies
So small and wrecked
spurting a yelp of joy, when a cold breeze wheezed out
In blues and whites
they gleam
As a boon to the demure daisies
It is eternal
Feverishly eternal
When they run about in adorbs
It is mushiness and sweetness scattered all over in the morn
This is where I am, in this season
the season to hold upon these clouds
to hold as tight as it gotta be
This season is everlasting
this season to swim the length of the sky
Just for the blues and whites
Just for the blues and whites...
There's a lot of love...
and beauty
and sensitivity
and goodness
and mushiness
and joyfulness
and playfulness
and compassion
and simmering passion
and come-to-me cries
and exploding sparks
and silken tenderness
and comforting warmth, and...
Isn't that what you want from this heart of mine?
Dear Heart Poetry Contest (Winner: 3rd Place)
Sponsored by Silent One
Date written and submitted: 01/18/2020
Heyy everyone!! I'm so sorry for not being here posting poems in the last couple days, needed a break from poetry. But now I am back and I'm continuing to post more of my poetry, also thank you so much for the support of me getting my 1st poem "Mysterious Love" to be a featured poem! It really means a lot to me that you guys love my poetry! Thanks so much everyone! So to conclude the mushiness, here is my newest poem "Nightmare"! Please enjoy and comment!
My nightmares are coming true.
Blood spreads forever.
Death is following me.
Darkness ismy vision.
Praying for the monsters to go away.
Hoping someone will come find me,
And protect me.
I want to run away,
From the screaming,
And never come back to the horrors.
Someone save me,
From the madness and terror.
Bring me to the light.
Help me find my way,
Away from my fears.
Wake me from these visions.
These unreal pictures in my head.
Save me from the blood.
Save me from my nightmares...
in time , time will tell me all the secrets that our voices could never explain.
in time we will walk in different shoes, try on different clothes, observing growth as a wardrobe because life is destined for change.
in a fantasy I would shake the hands of a clock for showing me how to embrace my patience.
in time musical chairs will cease all unknown faces thanks to the process of elimination.
when the music stops will she be the one to sit by my side?
was once a game of hide& go seek . salted footprints lead to darkened corners from the tears that I hide.
sunsets down on picnic days .
hold her hands, kiss her lips , expressing the way I feel needing no words to explain.
not knowing time was all I needed to make my mistakes , take heed to all complaints ,plant my seeds and grow into a better man.
because of time I now know how to speak, how to care, how to show, and in time hopefully she will understand..... mushiness. lol.
The Zweiback Warrior
Zweiback cookies – teething biscuits
Yucky, gnawed upon, gummed delights
Xeric surface absorbing wanton drool
Wielded, by the toothless cherub, in
Valiant fencing stance encumbered by
Unsteady footwork of diapered distress.
Tongue licking the blunted sword tip
Short sticky fingers grasping the hilt
Reeling under the self’s relentless
Quest to free the imprisoned.
Pursed lips immune to all assaults,
Open gates of tormented demon
Nourished by the wailing
Moans of twice baked relief,
Lulled into the whimpering
Kingdom of the succulent biscotti.
Jaws clenched on mercy’s mushiness
Ingesting its flavored fluids,
Holding the healing wand
Gripping it tightly lest it be lost.
Featureless, the ravaged cookie, is
Eased from the grasp of the
Duelist sleeping hand.
Champion of the
Battle for
A tooth.
7/12/2015
submitted to – Abecedarian – Poetry Contest
sponsor – Shadow Hamilton
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