I cradle you in both hands—
the cup is hotter than the blood in me.
I sip until my tongue blisters,
as if pain is the only proof
that I can still be filled.
The table is a witness—
its pale skin bruises under you.
You leave your halo of tannin,
a brown eclipse widening,
seeping into the grain like rot that knows my name.
I line the coasters in military rows,
little shields of cork and cloth,
but you slip past their defenses—
a siege of warmth,
an invasion I invite.
Soon the whole table will be dark.
Soon my palms will smell of leaves and ash.
But you seep through everything,
and I wonder if love is not the cup,
nor the hand holding it,
but the stain that stays after.
Categories:
secretly, cute, cute love, drink,
Form: Free verse
Such an array of complex verse,
orchestrated by a few crazy poets;
Catastrophe of emotions
instigate more than a few masterpieces;
Engage to inspire that’s the goal,
tighten a skill release a breath of words;
Yank along a heartbeat and write,
over and over again;
Feathers and ink join in a light
succumbing to a prompt or a soft purr;
Eloquently they swirl it all together,
catastrophe of emotions;
Rare phrases revitalized
each with a brand new twist,
tantalizing other poets to
learn what this group is all about;
You present a poem to earn a spot,
perhaps twenty lines, perhaps not;
Unequivocally your work,
unequivocally your soul;
Unconventional ways to think
result in classically avant garde;
Rambunctious just like kittens,
feisty when excited about something;
Encouraging the group to stretch
constantly from their norm;
Together a poetic tour de force;
Pulling a group into a round robin,
out of nowhere they find a home;
Everyone welcome just bring a pen,
take a try at a masterclass;
Society of secretly puuurrfect poets.
Categories:
secretly, emotions, feelings, poetry, poets,
Form: Acrostic
Nora told no one of her plan.
She had been secretly attending college for four years.
She did not expect to see anybody there except her friend Sug.
Sug could not keep a secret. She had told the press.
When Nora walked across the stage she heard “There’s grandma!”
The audience had been told to hold their applause.
Her relatives could not do it; there were tons of them.
The entire audience seemed to cheer for her.
At ninety-eight-years young, Nora felt like a celebrity.
Categories:
secretly, grandmother,
Form: Free verse
I’ve been wanting to say “Hello”
But I’m a little too shy.
Your expensive smile;
I could not afford it.
I wish it was mine.
Give me those onyx eyes
Can you wink for me, please?
Each time I come to you
You fly like a breeze
I can recognize your pointed nose
Even though you stand from a distance.
But I like you more when you wear a black shirt.
It complements my existence.
I spend little time adoring your photos on my tiny screen.
Oh, you’re too perfect to be the one for me!
“Yet, who knows?”
There may be the same admiration in between.
Categories:
secretly, love,
Form: Verse
I am the sun
Loving you like no one else can
To you, I endlessly shine my light
Reflecting it to the moon every night
Embracing you is my life-long dream
But, you’re just so far away it seems
As I gaze upon you each passing day
There are millions of things I want to say
This feeling that keeps on growing
Just like a tree sprouting from its seed
Alas! this love will be unending
Despite these words stuck up in my head
But though I strongly feel for you
I can’t help but feel so blue
For your eyes, they only open at night
Straight to the moon and I am nowhere in sight
I am the sun
Been loving you so long, I’m losing track
But you are the sea
NO! you can never love me back
-- END ---
P.S
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Title:
The Sea's Love
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Categories:
secretly, heartbreak, romance,
Form: Romanticism
Sitting without slouching.
And standing without shaking.
Remembering that it’s ok to hesitate sometimes.
If I take a breath-
They are not judging.
In fact- they are taking the opportunity to pause along with me.
With a smile that was secretly rehearsed.
The entire time-
I am secretly waiting to return to my crevice.
Where I can return to being worried and alone.
But this time- there is a bit of pride in the mix.
And I smile, even though no one can see.
Worried, and alone, and proud.
Categories:
secretly, anxiety,
Form: Free verse
I secretly do these things to my neighbor
make fun of her walk, her talk, her arrogant ways
draw her as a cartoon buffoon with a giant large ugly toothy mouth
paint her wearing gaudy neon colors that she would despise
wash her hairsprayed up hair in my toilet bowl in my mind’s eye
write her into poems that are less than flattering
yell despicable things to her while I am in the shower
throw rusty hatches at her in my dreams
devour her in my oatmeal, eating her head first
dance the watusi in her face, watching her back away in horror
envision her being eaten by a big cat who breaks her back first
ignore her arrogance and try to like her……..sorry. This was a lie.
Categories:
secretly, 10th grade, 11th grade,
Form: List
Seesaws moving up and down
Slides sweeping down
Swings flying high
Laughters released
Thundering and echoing
Footsteps scattered
Trumpeting and vibrating
While many eyes observing and following
While many eyes hunting and fixing
Sh, life is around
And so a motherly love
Has secretly crawled in
Categories:
secretly, child, family, love,
Form: Free verse
You're completely
a stranger;
but if you ask me
if I know
your whereabouts--
it's quite ironic
because
I'll gladly say yes,
I'll let you feel
my chest,
to braille your name
that is deeply engraved.
Categories:
secretly, love,
Form: Free verse
Fairy brigade stopped as queen tied her shoe.
In that one pause I knew what to do.
Hid inside a mushroom with dots of blue.
Magical moment of woodland voodoo.
Crow cawed loudly then away she flew.
Parade restarted, determined, anew.
Rainbow peeked out, sharing beautiful hue.
Reverence exuding from daisy pew.
Gorgeous day in the land of the dew.
I often wonder if fairy queen ever knew
Or if any of the fey had nary a clue
They were watched by a pixie who’d escaped from a zoo.
Categories:
secretly, 2nd grade, 3rd grade,
Form: Monorhyme
POEM 11 SECRETLY LOVING YOU
SECRETLY LOVING YOU I AM IN LOVE WITH A WOMAN WHO DOESN'T KNOW IT.
SECRETLY LOVING YOU THAT I AM AFRAID TO SHOW MY LOVE.
SECRETLY LOVING YOU SHE WOULD BE VERY HAPPY IF SHE KNEW HOW I FELT.
SECRETLY LOVING YOU IF I TOLD HER OUR FRIENDSHIP WOULD HAVE TO END.
MR. PROFESSOR. JERRY”BIG PAPA” WELLS
AUTHOR
Categories:
secretly, 9th grade, appreciation, car,
Form: Prose Poetry
When life gets suddenly scary,
you search around for a safe place.
And try blocking reality:
with tricks of imagination.
Anxieties begin to climb:
when life gets suddenly scary.
And paranoia stalks your thoughts;
overshadowing happiness.
Ghosts of buried yesteryears haunt;
while memories morph into tears.
When life gets suddenly scary:
Love retreats into wishful dreams.
But dreams only come out at night:
for fantasies fade in sunlight.
And you're held hostage by your fears:
when life gets suddenly scary.
Categories:
secretly, 12th grade, angst, anxiety,
Form: Quatern
Silently Secretly Sealed
If you could see inside a fruitful flower
You would see what’s inside my heart
For my love for you blossoms every hour
As it did from the very first sacrificial start
If you could take a look at celestial creation
You would explore my spiritual stable soul
A cosmic cathedral of justificative jubilation
As it is held captive within a giant black hole
If you could only see inside me forever falling
You would see my sealed silent love for you
For one day my heart will come out calling
Under the heavens spectacular shiny view
Until then my heart and love will deepen
Underneath the starry moonlight sleepin'.
Dec.02.2017
A special secret
Sponsored by: Lewis Raynes
Categories:
secretly, love, solitude,
Form: Sonnet
A sniper was around.
I did not want to rush
and kiss the jessamine.
Last night, it was a
retributory offer
to put off the candle.
I am here to stay
for prudence, speaking
the dialect of the nameless.
I survive the fetishes
of light. O unknown, I
live in darkness.
Moon was my solemn-
pledge. I had always stayed
in the house of truth.
Satish Verma
Categories:
secretly, art,
Form: ABC
Some forty or so years ago I told a lie
received a cousins wedding invite
in my early teens so didn’t want to go
being a Saturday soccer day too right
So few days before caught a cold
told my parents wedding couldn’t go
so day came parents went to wedding
I stay in bed kidding my nose to blow
Aunt was in house to look after me
but also the dog and cat as well
I got up hour before kick off time
lay pillows up centre bed so swell
Silently secretly crept out back door
took car to game made it in time
after game silently secretly crept in
back into bed no one knows my crime
Early evening decide to get up
aunt asks how do you feel?
feel better now thanks I say
now I’m up feel real deal
Parents come back later none wiser
got off with it feel well done
by the way the game was good
my team also win two - one!
Categories:
secretly, memory, silence, sports, youth,
Form: Rhyme
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