"this poem is not about what is written,
but what is not written. . . "
through the mind numbing fog
her crystal blue light houses appear
deeply penetrating my pale existence
hungered lips send tender whispers of love
sailing the wind to my moaning ear
she listens for ' I love you ' in the silence
our wayward hearts beckon to know
eternal passion through the distance
The sky was dark and moon was high.
Full of so much passion, all alone just her and I.
Looking good enough to eat,
A treat for the eyes, from her head to her feet.
Do not judge by looks alone,
It’s what’s inside deep to the bone.
The pure and undeniable ecstasy.
I love it when she asked, “are you ready?”
Driven by restrained desire,
I’m hot my whole body is on fire.
We exist in a world where the fear of illusion is real.
We cling to the past to deny and confuse the ideal.
Her looks are but a mere deception.
A cover to hide her true intentions.
Touch me, want me,
Make me see this is the place,
My heart dreams to be.
Your hands are so gentle and soothing,
I love the way you explore my body,
Touching my face, with so much grace,
And its at your pace that leaves no trace.
Only your touch,
Which means so much.
What does it mean to be…
Having the courage to be the you that is free…
Free from feeling yourself a burden…
Free from worry which blocks your greatness window like a curtain…
Free from doubting you deserve treasure…
Free from seeking truth in false pleasure…
Free from tyranny that makes you fear…
Free from judgment’s killing spear…
Free to willingly give love to another…
Free to love yourself as your greatest brother…
Free to feel gratitude for all that you are…
This is true being, absolute from afar…
< amidst afternoon's summer's pose / nap
are nana's two little handsome chaps
logan and just lucas
bonded secured by trust
brotherly love now don't make me snap
Written By Katherine Stella 5/15/11
Entry For Miranda Lambert's
Brotherly Love Contest
G.L. ALL
I love to read a poem,
To me it’s simply great!
It’s not like reading a story,
It’s a much more higher rate.
You can really get the meaning,
Out of a short little verse,
And along with the rhyming,
It’s got a beat of course.
No matter how long it is,
Or even if it’s small,
I’ll always love to read a poem,
More than anything of all!
Florence McMillian (Flo)
THE BOYS WHO WOULD BE KING
Dear Prince, I've dreamt your crown sets on my head,
Like many USA boys, in our prime
Not fantasy, but stuff of dreams, instead,
So we could shape the world and in our time;
So we could lead the dreamers in their quest
For God's Divinity, that sweetness for the soul,
For Goodness, Mercy, Hope, and all the rest
Of qualities that make life's worthy goal.
W've loved your Mother, as we know she's you,
And hands you down, these matters from her past,
To show mankind, that love alone can do,
Not very much without what makes a love to last.
Yes, I have dreamt I'd wear your crown one day,
In stuff of dreams, that God will bring your way.
veebdosa - Contest Real, Unreal and Sureal
Sureal
Sunshine
11-25-08
William L. Moore
Outside the sun is grand
In which I love to stand
Soaking up all the rays
Hope it stays this way for days
The breeze is cool
Like a shining Jewel
The noise is so quiet
You wish you could buy it
How heavenly I feel
It tis the real deal
The beauty abounds
As I walk around
The planes fly high
In the deep blue sky
Marking their time
Just follow the line
The tall trees that show
Will continue to grow
And are the trees we love to see
Glory Be! We will jump up with Glee!
Baby lets take that drive today.
Its the right time to get away.
Lets go to that same old spot
that we both know so well.
Its there. The sun
is always warm and nice.
And the river runs so cool,
always flowing thru our minds.
Love is in the air tonight.
This time, this time that we share.
Being here, being here without a care.
Love is in the air tonight.
When we're here we feel free.
So plentiful, just you and me.
We know its here for sure.
We'll make love all thru the night.
Love is in the air tonight.
Holding hands below the stars.
Below the stars, we begin to dance.
And we'll dance all thru the night.
Love is in the air tonight.
We'll sleep all day,
just to wake all night.
To wake and love and dance.
Under stars again,
love in the air to share.
Another night again,
always hand and hand.
Love is in the air tonight.
When I would walk down a street,
and with head high, love being a deadbeat.
when I would look at a sensible chick,
and then moments of her with me would flick.
I would just make my way to her;
and lead her to my drive like her personal chauffeur.
When the boys would try to mess with me,
and to what I do or believe they disagree.
I would not hesitate to pass my strong fist,
And let them know that another bully cannot co-exist.
When I would feel low and while all alone,
And deep in my tiny heart I would feel thrown.
I would just go to the nearby store,
Buy me some cigarettes or walk to a h're.
When my girlfriend says, "I cant continue with you";
fearlessly claim that the love was just hitherto.
I would not hesitate to turn my back to her
And diminish the pain in my heart, just like a blur.
I would walk again, as easy as a toy...
And start with the next, thats the advantage of being a boy...
I really love all you who believe
Doesn’t matter who you are, what you are
Music comes from the music maker
Believers have a special gift,
They can hear the sound
I have asked to believe, maybe
I will hear your song
But with sound comes light
For what is one without the other?
And two eyes with which to see the light
The Lord took spittle and clay,
Put it on the blind man’s eyes
And simply said “believe and you can see”
We can see you Lord, we can hear you
That’s why I really love all you who believe
The expressions of love that fall with the rain,
to soil the ground which we till to sustain.....
Life's fountain for love and the quench of a thirst,
humanity's fate can get better not worse....
Falling drops of love that shed through many tears,
just as raindrops fall because somebody cares....
Enjoy life to the fullest each and every day,
and if tomorrow doesn't come a drop of love
will still remain....
Sometimes when you hear a storm
It's not because there's thunder,
It's the road that you are walking on
And the weight that you are under...
The burdens weighing on your shoulder
Never seem to lighten,
And even as we all grow older
Most of us keep fighting...
The ones you love become the reason
You have to keep on trying,
Since giving up becomes a lesion
To slowly leave you dying...
The next time that you hear a storm
It may be just another,
But embrace it so it can be worn
While the ones you love take cover...
Limpid logical mind.
Euphoria erupts.
Nerve endings catapult
into nothingness.
Stretching slowly, to
an endless sanguine sea.
You drift timelessly.
You slowly regain
recognized presence.
You are not alone.
Tho you see no one,
love rests as a dove
within, without,
flooding your being.
I am to be naught?
Now, within, I know.
I am love edified in
God’s glorification.
To see me is to know
my thoughts, without.
No secrets abound.
No limitations exist.
All one, yet individual.
No ownership, no onus,
no value stored in secret.
We gravitate to an energy
of Love which is Him.
To Him I sing my song.
He is God within, without.
He is my central core.
He is my coming and going.
He is the answer to question.
He is my song and inspiration.
He is my love and intuition.
He is my home forever.
© Aug 11 2010 Charles Henderson
My name is daisy
And I like to bask in sun and be just a little lazy
Yellow is my domain
Don't it want to drive you just a little insane
I am a world traveler
Dressed in many coated furs
I love to lounge by valleys and creeks
Even mountain tops at their highest peaks
Don't mind my matted hair
May be parted but its still has golden flare
Been stepped on one to many times
But I bounce back every time
Members of family had heads chopped off
By farmers who want to lower their crops
I love to play splish splash with the rain
Makes my fragrance drive one insane
I can even tell if you like butter
By holding me under chin like there's no other
So stop by and just pluck me up
For I just want to be somebody's butter cup
How you cope, friend...
being sad?
Hours don't pass that quickly:
you will be so bored!
Try very hard,
and win it all;
yes, they will admire you...
you will know for sure!
You must love more than yesterday,
you will know for sure!
How you deal with pain,
how you sleep alone?
How dreams slip from you?
They are inside you!
Be ready to love,
receive much more,
even though nobody gives;
you must love more than yesterday,
they are smiling now!
You must love more than yesterday,
they are smiling now!
Be strong and believe...
be glad, too!
No one is against you...
everything can be yours today!
Run, to reach love...
whenever you fall,
it will not leave you;
you're on safe shore!
You must love more than yesterday,
they all love you now!
You must love more than yesterday,
they all love you now!
Entered in Carolyn Devonshire's contest,
" Rhymin' Simon ( and Garfunkel)
Sung to the tune of " Bridge Over Troubled Water
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