I still write poems in my head
On paper, maybe not
But if you ever wanted one
I'd write it on the spot
See I just have to think of you
To get the words to flow
Then watch them turn to poetry
It's easy when you know
When secrets rest behind each moon,
between the lines of hidden tunes,
my hope is that you'll sing along
oh, singer of my heartfelt songs.
Envision what was born through you,
create romance with just one view.
Caress my mind with sultry songs,
nudge me when our morning dawns.
Reveal the treasures of your dreams,
enlighten all when daylight gleams.
Write melodies of nighttime's best,
all dreamers rise to vision's quest
Inspire tunes again to ring
in every newfound offering;
while nature plays our heart's designs
come dance with me between the lines.
As willows woo the windowpanes,
sounds of nature's slow refrain.
Please listen to all the silent screams,
those exclaimed in scribbled dreams.
Surrounding you are mystic hues,
please pay attention to the clues.
Come manifest your spirit's call,
then sense a silent feather's fall.
While angels sing and pick up flight,
share the whispers of our night.
As memories walk another mile
our dawn awakens the morning's smile.
“Butterflies in the stomach, a smile that won't go away, and it's like an addiction that makes a person yearn for more. It's not something one thinks about, it's something that's felt, involuntarily.” - Shelena Shorts
My dream within a dream -
I ponder this; what might it be?
When I was but a teen,
romantic notions flitted
through my mind like butterflies -
illusive, beautiful and bright.
I chased them as I dreamed awake.
Catching them was another thing!
I suppose the dream of many
is to find a love that’s true, but
I always longed for the allure
of love that lights the soul on fire -
a lasting, blazing deep desire.
Such love ultimately burns out
but for fleeting moments
I held a butterfly or two!
Sweet butterflies linger not,
They are dreams within a dream.
Oh, to feel again the tickle -
that flutters in the tummy
making me a little crazy!
How nice to be revisited
by butterflies now and then.
Though elusive, they show themselves
at times inside my poetry.
Poem written on 14th September, 2025 for "Variation Of Dramatic Or Light Verse" Poetry Contest sponsored by Nette Onclaud
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A fire sparkles in your eyes,
its sparks shine on me.
Let it energize my life,
my soul needs its warmth.
Drown me in caring desire,
to crave only you.
Whatever the consequence,
trust in my credence.
Your glance thrills deep to my marrow,
As if struck by love’s tingling arrow
Stark emptiness fills my perfume bottle,
The vacuum in my vacuity,
Negligence swills it beyond the dottle,
To leave my mind bare of acuity.
For many days its void of content speaks,
But its endurance keeps my freshness plump,
Compliments make its vast emptiness squeaks,
Yet it exhales resentment from its pump.
My shirts already miss its friendliness,
Noses beg to sniff its unique sweetness,
Stale air asks to reclaim lost cleanliness,
Its presence ensures far-reaching neatness.
Importance is etched upon your label,
How I so much miss your fresh aroma,
Your sweet tale cannot be told as fable,
The freshness you bring can't end in coma.
Huuhhg, huuhhg
Cried?! Call
Hallway
Ever cried
Call way
Rounded strings
Parent darings
Love you going
Eyes in minds spearing
To yell when it dries
A city inside
Rounded states
Hats tilting despair
Losing footing
In a hand worth turning
Parents darling
Missed the meaning of spent
Before you return
City squares I've made,
Steps upon all ponds
Travel days, nights as dawn
World's go to run
Having all dreams in done
Yet hearing the shore
Foreign and open latching boards
We waste under joy
Bereaved he'll stay a boy
.
yet
only when i'm
look'n
Here and there I have read many poems
It seems that no romantic poetry like hers
Her romantic sweet writes are on the top
We fell in love and married young,
others said we couldn’t know.
Who else could truly know my heart,
or which way I should go?
We all must choose the path to walk,
and how we’ll live each day.
It makes no difference the choice we make,
if we take God along our way.
All our challenges will be lessons learned,
he can make it a perfect day.
Others may snicker and laugh at us,
it doesn’t matter what they may say.
God teaches us through every test,
and after struggles He gives us rest.
You’re asleep next to me right now
Drunk after only 4 tallboys
While a 6 pack and 2 tallboys has me Barely buzzed.
I don’t know if you remember,
But I tucked you in
Put on some cartoons
And caressed you
Until you
Fell asleep.
You’re snoring
But every time
Your breathing lulls
I pull you close
Until
The snoring starts
Again.
Some may find it annoying,
But I know
It just means
You’re ok with me.
Oh no, I’ve fallen in love again
Why does this always happen to me?
Love is no bigger than a small apple
It reflects in the eye but beats in the chest.
What am I falling out of love with?
I can’t carry every apple I see.
We met each other in the midst of summer.
Our hearts slowly became closer and closer.
We realized within past three months' time
Our minds see what we have is so sublime.
We first met each other mentally online,
Our hearts recognized how we are divine.
We reciprocated feelings of longing, craving.
Our minds filled with thoughts so loving.
We will spend this year's autumn together.
Our hearts' infatuation becoming deeper.
We'll soothe each other whenever we weep.
Our minds see through each other so deep.
We will see if we shall last past the winter.
Our hearts making our love all the stronger.
We'll hug one last time if you have to leave.
Our minds need to have faith and believe.
I'm going crazy quietly...
Missing him oh so badly...
Unsure if we'll always be happy,
But I appreciate whenever he is sappy.
I'm going crazy lovingly
Recalling his inner and outer beauty.
Unsure if he too will love me eternally,
But I always enjoy his company.
I'm going crazy subtlely
Feeling my love growing slowly but surely.
Unsure if his feelings match my intensity,
But I know with him I'm free to be me.
I'm going crazy softly
Thinking of how we can live happily.
Unsure I am the one he wants truly,
But I know it's real, as his love is all I see.
Deep down I knew just like me you are only human too.
I'm grateful for you still wanting me as someone you woo.
Deep down you knew it too, that maybe I am meant to be with you.
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