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Angeline Haikutwinkle Poem
A sweet deep voice resonates across the empty air landing affection
Caresses the chin forming shapes off ladybugs melodies glide and swirl
Guiding soul heart ablaze inside each melody note I hide love supreme
Released in cosmic fireworks in the air we share mystical pearl juice honey
Under the cascading gems of bright colors we lay gasping excited
Through the smoky mist fingers touch I feel a burning heart flowing wild
One with your electric current smoldering glazed with a little nibble
Enameled glowing gems embraced in the deepest slumber awakens you
Entering a world stone buildings either sides magically birds chirping
Whistling joyous tunes walking a cobbled path to one beautiful maiden
Who turns a handle on the music box enchanting sweetest songbirds air
As she opens her mouth out comes the voice of an angel calling enchants
Dancing in the heavens of ones mind these eyes are lead astray catching fuel
First glance a shooting star joining hands together electrifying crown
On parallel world we turn the handle as this sparkle begins floating
Inside space fuming embers of magic dust blew open crystal portal
Star spangling dewdrops deeply spinning blindly knocked off ones feet in one glance
Sharing our vision a bell strikes raindrops in midnight dreams glass slipper falls
Falling all over you lost in regal aura kissed in amazing grace
Spectrum apex walking up steps temple of sacrifice circling moon dog
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This is an unrhymed quatrain of 18 syllables. The poem style is called 'Circle of Gold' which denotes the total of 360 syllables count from all 20 lines.
A collaborated poem with Liam McDaid.
Poem style invented by Liam McDaid.
I was inspired by this music video "Flamme à lunettes" and Liam kindly accepted to collaborate on this.
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Ej6gP7snEko
Copyright © Angeline Haikutwinkle | Year Posted 2016
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Angeline Haikutwinkle Poem
I'm often in conflict with childlike creatures
They'd prefer to receive The Truth
in a nicely decorated package
embroidered with flattering designs
presented sweetly to their ears
Perhaps I'll be liked more that way...
I'm always in search of The Way
to be true to oneself in the face of judging souls
They'd easily accept the appearance of things
based on their own needs and wants
discarding the ones which displease them
a screening process that builds up to Hate...
Perhaps I'll never be my True self
as I wade the murky water of unknown territory
shivers running through my core
blinking under the cold emotionless stare
slowly crushing under Expectations from all sides
I may no longer Be Myself
......as in Life's Journey
people only expects you to be the Image of their own needs
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Angeline Haikutwinkle Poem
Under a spray of cold water
Sizzles upon impact on my passionate body
Droplets of desire trickling down
You are the water phantom
Flame and water ignites a spark
Building intense harmony through silent chaos
Desire burning inside
Sensations brewing in hot lava
Your love letters licking my mind
Every alphabet is a glinting beacon in my unlit chamber
You are the conductor of my orchestra making melodies
Together we make beautiful rhythms in giving and taking
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Angeline Haikutwinkle Poem
God makes perfect everything on earth
for humans and plants to coexist with each other
plants give humans the power to heal and the nutrients to survive
humans provide the CO2 and organic remains for plants to live
But we should be very afraid of the invisible blackholes
They suck everything good on its path - the ones you love, the things you love
The blackholes strengthen its gravity feeding on human desires
Consuming the hearts with an incurable poison - Greed
Twisted truths and sugar-coated lies eroding the souls
Inventing wars to grab ancestral lands and resources
Politicizing faith spreading wildfire infecting all
Rivers and oceans polluted by subconscious pride
For those who stands in the way, no innocents are spared
Swallowing in deep subliminal thoughts stirring in a pot of ink
A whirlpool circling downwards to the bottom end
If we don't let go of our greed, we will never find peace
Only when peace enters the mind and into our inner selves
Will we learn to let go of all material things
Be in the presence of nature to enjoy the gentle beckoning
of a breeze that caresses the faces from all walks of life
A Collaborated Poem with Teddy Kimathi
Copyright © 2016 May 24
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Angeline Haikutwinkle Poem
I close my eyes
thinking of you
holding me from behind
you caress my neck and shoulder
with your inquisitive lips
nibbling and tasting
lifting away my nervous and fear
you surround me with your strengths
embrace me onto your soul
spiritual brush painting romance
into the air we breathe
soft welcoming kisses turning breathless
you feed on my love as I feed on your passion
burning desires vaporized into moonlight droplets
hovering inside our love making bubble
you become the oxygen I breathe
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Angeline Haikutwinkle Poem
20 lines, 10 syllables in each line
Playful is the seed nurtured in freedom
Brave is the fresh bud learning to explore
Wise is the flower blooming exotic
Perfectly flawed in God's heavenly eyes
Salt etches destiny dipped in love's dew
Written in deep feminine fragrance ink
Fondly thinking fruit of selfless passion
In the nicest and most loving warm way
Butterflies begin the dance inside joy
Each and every pulse propagating life
Listening to the heart skipping flutters
Regal beauty before these eyes jewels
Emotions kiss you are the breeze above
Blowing upon these sails moving forward
I am singing second heartbeat as you
Sharing visions of our divine future
Raising hope beneath surface of darkness
Wonderful lady onto you light shines
Courage filtering through chaotic thoughts
Your instinct is the blanket giving warmth
Co-written with Liam McDaid
Copyright 2016
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Angeline Haikutwinkle Poem
(A Collaborated Poem with Liam McDaid and myself)
I hear a whisper…
In my dream last night, you've found another woman to hold
In your lonely nights, she becomes your sanctuary and desire
Turning your head away from an eastern promise
The whisper soon becomes a deafening silence too much to bear
I hear a whisper...
From the raindrops falling on grey cold pavement
Wet on the side not covered by roofs
Dry on the side that lies below the roofs
There, on the dry side, sleeps a homeless elderly man
Lying on used cardboard boxes and covered by layers of them
Has he given up hope for his own society or has society abandoned him?
I hear a whisper…
From the coffee dripping into a pot
Smell of caffeine fills the air delighting the senses
Camouflaging the scent of loneliness
There, on the coffee table, sits a poorly dressed elderly woman
Taking loudly to an invisible friend and having two plates of breakfast
Has she given up hope for friends or has friends avoided her?
I hear a whisper…
From the keyboard typing sounds in an office
Heat produced by machines blends in
Together with human activities rising high in temperature
There, on the window side, a nervous working man keeps his head down
Yielding to all demands and pressure from the top
Has he surrendered hope to power or has power overwhelmed him?
I hear a whisper…
That 'Hope' is still laying at the bottom of Pandora's box
Collecting dust from the detriments of evil actions
Slowly rotting away among fallen light of heavens
The whisper soon becomes an echo dissipating into a black hole
Copyright © Angeline Haikutwinkle | Year Posted 2018
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Angeline Haikutwinkle Poem
you lay your kiss
deeply
inside
chambers
lingering soft
every lyric tingles quivering
magic
lips
of a winged angel
echoes
into
an empty shell
love
filtering
in
a blossom
in a garden
of thought
swallows twitter mixing
rhythm
within
a cloud
sky castle
twined
in your lyrical voice
conscientious thoughts spiraling
sensations burning
the sun begins setting
western promise
you
flicker
one fuel
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Angeline Haikutwinkle Poem
"It happens just because we need to want, and to be wanted too...when love is here or gone to lie down in the darkness and... listen to the warm.” -Rod McKuen
Softly rustling through the static electricity...
His warm words flowing inside me...
I could almost feel the burning sensation within...
Be with me in my dreams... I lift my fingers to trace your beautiful soul. You pull me deeper into your secret chambers, laying me down on a bed of red rose petals. You know all the right words and all the right moves.
Begging for more... you move your silent lips,"Open your mouth, my love." Taking me into your world as you embrace my nakedness with your steamy breath. Your heart understands me as I know where yours lie.
Surrendering to love... you light up my face when you give me all your love.
Softly rustling through the static electricity...
warm sensation burning throughout our veins...
listening to the warm sighs of two souls united...
Created on 26th April 2016
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Angeline Haikutwinkle Poem
His skin is coated in red ocher,
making it hard for his enemies
to notice him midst termite mounds.
He wears a headdress of cowrie shells
and ostrich feathers, for his battle
is a special day like weddings
and initiation.
His eyes remain as steady as the Sun,
reflecting greatness he sees lying
before him….
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The lion's fur is wildly free in disarray
proudly displaying its untamed nature
to the approaching hunter under the hot sun
The lion yawns blissfully unaware
of the battle that's about to come
to an ordinary day like any other day
a lazy afternoon nap
Yet the lion's instinct is as sharp as a knife
picking up movements in the grass
with its tiny rounded eyes...
A Collaborated Poem with Teddy Kimathi
Copyright © 2016 June 18th
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