Short Touch On Poems
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water
his undertow
where seagulls still cry for
his touch on the stiffening mast
sails gone
sea swept —
his shipwreck
staging her oars
whispers in the water
she screams
Trespassing moonlight--
I envy its touch on you
and light a candle,
let the moon watch from the sky
thousand moons' birth in our love
© kash poet
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in the still of the night
when coyotes howl
when stars shine and
the moon rises high
that is when you come
your shadow on my mind
your touch on my dream
your love in my heart
in dreams I belong to you
Inscrutable
Not knowing
An impossibility of
Words which try to
Touch on the
Immediacy
Of thoughts and
Emotions arising
From viewing
A single face..
An appearance of
Everyone...
THIRST
No voice to solace, but take me in your arms
to cuddle, to smooch, to touch on amorous charms.
11/15/20
HM
'DU-O' Contest by Brian Strand
As the sun cast gold onto the water
Let the Son cast gold in your heart
(May each one have a blessed Christmas and great New Year. May your gifts be expanded
during the coming years and positively touch on the lives of many.)
A firefly in an ox eye's petal
tread those October chestnuts
A siphon of a lie within a parchment
Lovers touch on the realm
Golden cup poureth
Assure broken schemes
A way to love
A way to give
The rain falls low
but the wind rides high
My love is strong
My love is good
You are my light to love
You are the person I care in my heart.
My desire want to love you
I wànt your love
Feel your touch on me
Feel your caresse
And hold your arm on me
you are my love and my soulmate.
Eyelashes caress my cheek,
-- your lips, do the same, on mine,
a pulsating taste, so sweet,
to contrast this plumy wine.
I over indulged, I fear,
a touch on my thigh -- one glance,
and cherubs are keen to play,
with this fairy tale romance.
Form:
I thought I felt your touch on me again
The ghost of distant memories returned
Returned to look me in the eyes and prove
That I'll never really be over you
And with the shock the phantom touch brought me
Arrived the frost a lonely heart runs from
Listen to poem:
Blink of glance, fleeting touch on fingers flit
furtive; just out of reach your desire pants,
wantonly wanting the touch of desire.
Warming to hot with anticipation,
willing the wait to gain, not wane in vain,
not early this time our coming be joined.
Lips touch, bodies tight,
I desire your touch, on this beautiful night.
Hands explore, toes curl,
Our emotions, begin to swirl.
I’m yours, you are mine,
To this we both, cannot deny.
I never see, our bond breaking,
My love and my heart, is yours for the taking.
My ultimate stroke feather in cap
Is a grand slam, hole in one, rap
With home run icing, on the cake
Putting finishing touch, on keepsake
A perfected prize showpiece
Which is a classic gem, jewel, entry
Written in highly expressive
Dowering, poesy, narrative
We are left clues everywhere--
the purring of the Eternal
made by a boundless ocean
as it laps the shore,
the winds as they kiss
your cheeks and lift
the game heart, the sun's
soft touch on open flesh,
its breath warming and pulling
us up, outward to blue sky...
I was running like a mad dog
And felt a feather touch on my back
I turned back and saw God smiling
" Hey, you're running too fast..
"Are you in a competition man ?"
"Who are you competing with?"
I had to stop to give God a space
Like friends we walked down the road.
Turning sun's touch realign and tilt
Languid brooks scarce compete with hardy
The breeze of ease reposing and tardy
As debutants of summer seem to wilt
4/24/19
originally in 'Turning Sun's Touch' on this website
For Rithimus Divisa contest
Sponsor: Gregory R Barden
On the beach,as sun glazes with pleasure,
Gentle touch on my back makes me feel glee,
Then came darkness with storm of great measure,
Legs move ; water rises; This baffles me ,
as my date becomes the late by a tree.
CONTEST:"A CATCH-PHASE DAZZLER" Sponsored by Andrea Dietrich
Dreaming Is Not A Sin
Having your sweet kiss
On your gorgeous lips
Always I get lost in bliss
That never want to miss
My naughty thought ever seeks
A touch on your silky cheeks
Then feels conquering love peaks
And remembers it for many weeks
(Written by Kishan Negi)
young daffodils peep
from mounds of hardened white flakes -
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awaiting spring's bloom.
For Contest Form H- With A Theme
Sponsored by Broken Wings
13 Feb 2018
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I like to touch on the long wait
of a new season that abounds with
birth of flowers, fresh air, nature.
PASSIONATE PLEASURE
amorous touch on
curvaceous luscious
carving: dive, swim, sink.
11/07/19
perhaps
a reason
would be necessary
but do I need to tell you again
what your life
means to me
perhaps
a touch on the arm a small word to you
and you know
you know
without words
what is needed
perhaps
a cry in the night
is terror
is surrender
is really all we have
yes
When I think of you my love
It’s just something in the way you move
Your gentle touch on my shoulder
As we dance together to our song
I can’t think of what it would be like
Without you by my side now and forever
So I’ll hold you close to me
And know it was meant to be.
© Paul Warren Poetry
Ask me again,
Let me tell you:
Mind speaks in vain,
Observe the cues;
Sales talk promise:
Touch on empty.
Expound vain gist,
Messy story;
Paint on ugly,
Tension soaks stress;
Yes sincerely,
Note sad progress;
Offer to dwell,
Words fail to sell.
Leon Enriquez
10 October 2014
Singapore
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May my light invite
Only be strong lamp
Source Holy Spirit
Fed everyday
Until overflow
May candle prompt
Touch on conscience
To frame each day
Bible~prayer
No prayer
Candle flame
Now flickers
Required
Lamp oil
Fill
Inspired by Paula Swanson's contest but not an entry
*Note: Click On : " About This Poem"
Will I wake you before I go
In the early morning light
Will I quietly dress and leave
As the mantle clock softly chimes
Will the net curtain caress your body
As memories of my touch on your skin return
And later today will you sigh
When you anticipate our next lover’s embrace.
© Paul Warren Poetry