Short Weightlessly Poems

From powder blue sky 
weightlessly drifting about
feather light landing



7/12/15...

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Tears
Flowing
Weightlessly
Salty to taste
Caused by a loved one
Who has spoken in haste
Now this is not the first time
Unhappiness occurs again
Two hearts hit the floor, one hand to catch
Only one heart left an uneven match.

©Holly P. Moore
   May 2013...

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Almost weightlessly you glide across the waves,
with the wind our friend and foe.
Using nature as the power of our ways,
hoping the waves stay low.
The mast cracks and screeches,
when the wind shows her fury.
Then you wish for beaches.
SUMICLES my boat you are anything but dreary....

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The wakeful wind whistles
Winding wearily and watching all
Wafting silently whispering woes
Weightlessly whipping wisplike whacks
Wondrously wild when wrathful weather attacks
Wrecking and walloping worsening in time
Nature wilts whimpering wordlessly worried
The wind whirls and wrestles in wingless flight



19/3/2016...

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My favorite way to be with you
is laying front to back 
one hand wrapped around-pressed to me
the other softly
caressing.
Mouth on ear, snuggle close to me, dear.
were like two branches of a tree-
one being held aloft by the other;
We are like two dancers- weightlessly 
spinning.
Cuddle up to me, dear.
Whisper in my ear.
Tell me how much 
you love me. Hold me
closely....

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Intoxicated by visions
of the anointed one,
I dance, weightlessly,
arms graceful as wings soaring,
hips swaying,
head circling round
to the rhythm 
chanting in my head,
all the while,
my visions leading me on,
hours, a split second,
daylight from dark,
I know not,
?til I fall,
exhausted, to the floor,
and sleep,
and in sleeping dream
wild colors,
intoxicated by visions,
of the anointed one....

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Gasping for air
Down under the water
I come back up
Take a deep breath

Down under the water
Everything as murky blue
Take a deep breath
The water is bitter

Everything as murky blue
My vision is fading
The water is bitter
My eyes are closed

My vision is fading
The water caresses me
My eyes are closed
As my life leaves me

The water caresses me
Floating weightlessly
As my life leaves me
And I am free...

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Listen to poem:

To float on the sea 
is a delight for me.
To be rocked by waves that
urges, surges and mummers
a welcome aboard from the sea,
is giddy gosh, gleeful to me.
The prods, prompts, jostles and
pulses of the waves that caress
my body or vessel's hull
is like masseur's touch -
comforting, warming, healing and relieving me.
For water is the matrix, mater
and milieu that comforts me
in its arms, supporting me
to float so effortlessly, 
gracefully, weightlessly
in free-form bliss....

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