touch of a friend when ill
thoughts of past adventures
tender moments of love
trusting beyond knowing
times my compassion won
two lives becoming one
triumph through tragedy
Categories:
touches, adventure, friend, life, love,
Form: Pleiades
Sky is opposite
Of the sea, but
They are friends
They touch each other
Part of nature
Differ composition
One is gas, one is liquid
Same beautiful
Same color blue
Same in mystery.
Categories:
touches, mystery, nature, sea, sky,
Form: Other
We are born aware of our soul’s treasure.
We know we are from spirit sourced designs
and graced with faith traits far beyond measure.
These truths grow loose when spirit earth aligns.
As earth life feeds us human emotions,
we drift from truth and our hearts refashion.
Days of human ways grow false held notions.
God nudges us to reclaim His passion.
When a child, God tingle-touches our skin.
We feel otherness seeking us aware
with love seeped passions that ignite within.
We cannot name it but thrill to its flair.
Time bends us to lend us a spirit mend
for it’s when pained that we seek beyond sight.
When we strive for a spiritual blend,
it is in quiet we find truth’s bright might.
Categories:
touches, blessing, christian, deep, devotion,
Form: Rhyme
In a world that touches my soles like a lost whisper,
I wander through realms where light is a never-ending rainbow,
And I wish to rise with the sun in its golden carousel,
To become a ray dancing on the edges of eternity.
I see the white foam, a bridal gown wrapped in blue waves,
And I wish to tie my soul to the edge of an unspoken dream,
To float upon the sea of the unknown, like a thought lost on the horizon,
To disappear like a shooting star and be found as a memory.
I see the black sky, a velvet cloak adorned with the silver moon,
And I wish to pitch a tent on the land of boundless shadows,
Where my echo would be a symphony of honey and wind,
To be viewed as a portrait that births new universes with each gaze.
I wish for someone to see me, to witness my paradox,
To understand me without knowing me, to seek me in the secret of a dream,
To feel me without touching me, to be light caught in time,
In a universe where I am more than the shadow of a setting desire.
Categories:
touches, fantasy,
Form: Free verse
With falls last remnants dangling- winter touches
Scarecrows and masked children say "So long" for now
First flakes of white make the snow globe come to life
Sleigh-riders sit tight
The evergreens sparkling their pines from the moon
On the lake the ice-fishers trout takes the bait
Mountaintops of snow like icing on cupcakes
Firepits in flame
Leafless trees of empty bird and squirrel nests
Foot stomps from bucks while they're chasing does in heat
White rabbits run- the coyote on the prowl
Broke branches crackle
Categories:
touches, winter,
Form: Sapphic stanza
I rested thought,
letting it drift,
willy nilly,
like a dry leaf floating imponderous.
Felt my heart.
murmur its seance,
tapping my conscience,
to bleed
true regrets.
in mantras of
taut touche touches.
Categories:
touches, emotions,
Form: Free verse
I was never really interested in what people had on their Tests.
Sometimes I did the mistake, but then I followed up saying:
,,Next time it will be great"
Or
,,Don't worry, in every beginning is a big price ahead"
I never received such a message ever whenever I got my test.
So I choose to put them in my bag.
Someone in my class suddenly asked: ,,What do you have?"
I lied too many times.
,,A C"
,,That's great!"
,,It's not"
,,It is for me. If you don't think so it's okay but you really tried your best and sometimes it happen.
It's fine.
Don't worry.
You are very smart."
I am very smart?
They still think I am smart?
,,Thank you, you too"
Maybe I don't need to lie anymore.
Categories:
touches, 8th grade,
Form: Free verse
Caressing touches are so luscious
That emotions so crush us.
Temping smells are so attractive
Causing desires so reactive.
Soothing voices are so alluring
Creating thoughts so enduring.
Our feelings are so addictive
Our behavior so predictive.
Categories:
touches, destiny, emotions, feelings, fun,
Form: Couplet
Bennett Kenneth got an eyeful
Upon touching his dad’s rifle:
An eyeful by far more helpful
Than Dad’s angry words - a roomful…
Or so had reasoned Mister Ken,
Who had Bennett taught more with pen,
Ben’s tasks to write things up to ten,
Such that he would never ask “When”.
“But now what could he have written?
“Next time, thy flesh shall be beaten,
If thou touchest the brown rifle
And Dad couldest not rage stifle?
“No better a blazing eyeful
That makes a twelve-year-old thoughtful.
Categories:
touches, care, child, education, fear,
Form: Rhyme
when a poet touches a flower
poetically its petals
turn into wings!
Categories:
touches, allegory, allusion, appreciation, flower,
Form: Light Verse
Excite
With tears
Will kiss
With love
Gentle
Embrace
Categories:
touches, bible, cry, love,
Form: Footle
In life, when
You have been
Through hell and back
There is no greater feeling
When God reaches out
And touches your soul
Categories:
touches, cheer up, confidence,
Form: Free verse
Heard the saying “A Hug Touches The Soul”
What a beautiful expression of love's inner soul
Five sweet words
That soar like a bird
A sweet emotion that comforts and consoles
Categories:
touches, love,
Form: Limerick
"touches of you"
you touch me in a way no other can
its how you take my hand perhaps
the feel of your love
great is the impact of your smile
seeing light in your eyes perhaps
the touch that all is right
beautiful are verses whispered
perhaps single words or each note
reaching me with your heart
what I forever adore most of all
perhaps its what others don't know
dangerously near the touches of you
SkyWatcher
10-10-21
Categories:
touches, love, romance,
Form: Light Verse
When I live as if God holds the lever,
My life seems to lose her flavour,
An as if things are set in my favour,
Ah fearless I live as if for ever.
Oh ere, I lived a miserable life,
Thence to my strength free from all strife,
Both demanded work from me rife,
The later touched my heart.
Till I knew to put in my best,
Good was good enough for the crest,
I bettered thence what was my best,
It touched my heart in haste.
We live when in a world of make-believe
That makes us other than ‘us’ live,
As our own self still when we live,
It sure pleases our heart.
Happiness, not a stem, a root,
Neither what nor who I’m its fruit,
Yet, how haply the head plays a fond lute
Touches the core of heart…
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Quatrains |19.08.2021|
Categories:
touches, heart,
Form: Quatrain
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