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Poem Details | by Charmaine Chircop |
Categories: absence, blue, i love you,

Just One Touch Of Your Hand

Just one touch of your hand and I taste the late evening stars It would help me forget the last sound of poured rain yet it makes me remember those undying sparks Just one touch of your hand and I live once again in moonlit yesterdays I'd belong to that time When you came in my life Looked me straight in the eyes and rekindled old flames Just one touch of your hand and you're mine You're mine and mine alone You're the breeze on my cheek the smile in my sleep You're the feeling I feared yet a feeling I need all along You're the present and past You're the dew in the dust You're the moment,the memory You're mild passions once born An emotion's serenity. Just one touch of your hand makes this heart understand that the sun would never be gone Its never too late to reach heaven's gate To whisper I love yous as I place a blue rose on your marbled headstone
Just a note-Absence or death are not the end of love but only the beginning of a feeling that is deeper than love itself... And I have loved you more than love itself.. a fiction poem


Poem Details | by Janis Thompson |
Categories: blue, sad love, winter,

Winter Blues

Winter Blues

If you have to lose a love then
not in winter
when words are cold and eyes are 
closed to light
while watching falling snowflakes you remember
a pain that spurred the wounded heart to write.

If you have to lose a love then
not at Christmas
when happiness is just about to burst.
It’s not a time for callous acts and anger
that bring you blues instead of leaving gifts
and make you want to never see a Christmas tree again.

If you have to lose a love then 
not in blizzards
when everyone is cuddling with a friend
and with each inch of snow in isolation 
you contemplate your life and thoughts forlorn
wandering the depths of desperation all day long

If you have to lose a love then
not in winter
when Valentines are favored for the blessed.
Fire and ice together all in red
as advertisements leave you
with unmarried winter dread.

There seems to be no shelter for the loveless.
In a frigid cold they shiver for the warmth of a caress.

1/10/18







Poem Details | by Elaine George |
Categories: death, imagination, love, rose,

How A Blue Rose Came to Be

Once upon a time, many years ago,
There was a sweet and lovely -  red, red Irish rose,
That was plucked prematurely, from the garden vine;
A budding beauty, taken in her prime.

She was laid to rest, upon the death, of a lovers dream;
Upon a chest of ebony, where lie, his would-be  Queen; 
Lowered deep into the depths, of the church yard cemetery;
Her scarlet petals, wilting in the summer breeze.

Then the earth begin to fall, like autumn leaves;
Upon  her petals, and the chest of ebony,
From above her tomb, where stood the grieving groom
Weeping , weeping,  like a willow tree.

Then the sky begin  to disappear, amid that mournful cry,
As  tears - from above, fell from that lovers eyes,
And came to rest, like dew drops on that  Irish rose, 
As she disappeared beneath the earth, 
There in his grief below                                     
     
In time, he laid a stone of ivory - upon her grave;
Etched deeply  - with the promise he had made:
To love his Irish Rose - forever and a day.

The years and all their seasons came and went,
And a million lonely tears were cried and spent,
Upon her grave where everyday he knelt and prayed,
And dreamed of her until his dying day 

The epigram has long since faded on the ivory stone,   
That still stands alone  upon her grave,
Where from the million tears of love he gave,
A seemingly impossible - blue, blue rose has grown.

 
 


Poem Details | by Charmaine Chircop |
Categories: blue, life, love,

Snowflakes Melt Our Paper Hearts

Too many cold nights would follow these hours FIrst frost will destroy the blooming moonflowers Because,WInter goes and WInter comes Snowflakes melt our paper hearts I want to preserve moments before they' ll be the past I just want to hold you and make each second last I want to taste your sweet words breathing velvets on my lips I want to feel your kisses treading softly on my hips I need to hear your lyrics whispered in my ear I want to let my hair down cascading on your tear I want to beg for your love Be fondled by your touch Want you to give me butterflies Tickle and make me blush I don' t want to make memories But you won't be here One day I'd call your name pretending you're still there Too many cold nights would follow these hours FIrst frost will destroy the blooming moonflowers Because,WInter goes and WInter comes Snowflakes melt our paper hearts Wet rain will cover palm prints in the forgotten sand New fingers trace your laugh lines where I no longer stand Stars wouldn't recall our waltz dance and places that we've been They won't remember falling in once upon a dream


Poem Details | by arthur vaso |
Categories: absence, art, beauty, birthday, blue, love, wisdom,

The Little One is Three

I see his smiles
His sisters laughter in the breeze
I confess a cold heart, warmed

When though will I be free?
From the pain of long ago years
From tears that soaked my humanity away
	I love you all
if only I could stay
   	Life seems so trivial

so when I float away
	who will

Blow out the candles
	as cake and happiness are eaten away

		ahhhhh
	
We never met
You and I

	An war or crime or crippled thoughts
	Shall never stop
	The celebration of birthday dreams
	Friendships never lost


The wishing well is full
Illuminated by an intrinsic brightness



Poem Details | by Laura Breidenthal |
Categories: absence, allegory, beautiful, blue, creation, dark, inspirational, loneliness, lonely, longing, loss, lost, love, miss you, rose, sad love,

You Know I Love You

Winds may howl,
Wild animals growl,
The forest grows cold, 
For I am lonesome and old
As the sun peaks through the clouds, 
I hear your soft, young voice so loud!
And though you speak dead man's lines,
You speak them with majesty divine
As I am wrapped in  my woe,
I only want you to know...
...that roses die black and violets lose blue,
But I will never die
And you know I love you!


Poem Details | by liam mcdaid |
Categories: beautiful, beauty, blue, love, moon, rainbow, romance,

Sweetly Sings

Medicine of this soul faraway with a dream seventh Heaven looking across a sea
the other night went for a walk strolling against a cold wind distant thoughts

Crying seagulls on the beach looking around even snow lying in the sand 
it was quite an awakening cold cutting ice wind blowing across the brow

Listening to the echoing roars crunching of great cliffs tasting salted air
waves crashing thunder I thought of you as the surf sprayed on shores
 
Oh the moon as the winds howl laying golden whispers your name landing wishes fall on a star sparkling beams Heaven you came to me under a crystal blue white light 

An angel fallen who found one miracle lost in this world drunken in the chalice of love 
each drop dripping passion adoring loves beauty forever and always


Poem Details | by Charmaine Chircop |
Categories: beautiful, blue,

Love Is Not And Love Is

Love is a small big word Many times written but easily mispelled All ears can hear it All eyes can read it but few will feel it Only the special ones will understand this four letter word which makes all the difference when we walk hand in hand.


Poem Details | by Carolyn Devonshire |
Categories: lost loveme, longing, love, me,

Color Me Blue

Color me blue
As I think of you
A love once true
Has lost its radiant hue

Tomorrow I begin anew
How?  I haven't a clue
A love once true
Has now faded blue

Where is the joy we knew
Happiness that grew
A love once true
It's gone; it flew

I know we're through
All around I see blue
A love once true
Leaves me longing for you

Wondering what I can do
No more to pursue
A love once true
Has left me so blue

I eat my words, I chew
Taste like a worn shoe
A love once true
Has gone askew

Did I misconstrue
I strove to continue
A love once true
Until you withdrew

Color me blue


Poem Details | by Andrea Dietrich |
Categories: beauty, blue, love, moon, night, sea, sky,

The Pearl

The moon was a pearl - a large white brilliant pearl of a moon precious like the one I adored as it shone down on us from the sky. The sky was a sea - a broad expanse of midnight blue as deep as the love we made deep in a night swimming with shimmering myriads of stars. And the stars were fish - beautiful shimmering star-fish as bright as the glow in his eyes - those eyes that gazed into mine deep into the night of the beautiful sky - that broad expanse of midnight blue - the sea into which we gazed so deeply in love as the moon met our gaze - the moon that shone down on me and my love most precious - Oh, night of the large, white brilliant moon - the pearl. Written 3/8/13


Poem Details | by Charmaine Chircop |
Categories: upliftingkiss, love,

Ssssh I wanna kiss away your blue

I wanna be part of your life
colour your grey and paint your skies
be one in a million night  fireflies.
I wanna kiss away your tears
I wanna listen to all your fears
today,tomorrow,throughout the  years               (till 85,till 93 :)
I wanna brighten your day with light
and in the evening Kiss you Goodnight
Holding you safe,holding you tight.
I wanna be your stepping stone
where you can lean where you can rest
I wanna be your"Home Sweet Home".
I wanna be your "Sweetest dream"
in all your worries a crystal stream
I wanna be your loyal Queen.
I wanna be your "Sunshine Spell"
the warm soft" Smile" in your dark well
I wanna be your only belle.
I wanna be a helping hand,
Forever there to understand
I wanna be your great "Best friend".
I wanna be your scented breeze
your Sugar Honey from bumble bees,
garden Of flowers, a shade of trees.
I wanna be your soothing balm
Keeping you far ,from any harm,
your troubled seas transform to calm.
I wanna be your "Juliette",
a kind of love ,you never had,
a kind of lady you won't regret.
I wanna be your first born Star,
twinkling your heart from worlds afar
Oceans away,Knows who you are.
I wanna be all I can be,to make you happy
to make you see,I love you deeply
I love you truely,Not Poetry.



Charma


Poem Details | by Steve Voorhees |
Categories: love

Muted Blue

I'll hold this place for her loving faintly-
fragile, and tepid outer layer veils so thinly
a gorgeous core shining bright and quietly
  Her eyes say more
    than lips betraying her thoughts
 as they swirl to intriguing depth.
 I dive, plunge deeply-secretly
   wading in thought's waters
     loving the expanded borders
        hidden beyond your rippled surface.
As birds singing, primp their rehearsed tune,
your diamond shines reluctant
from realities igneous tomb

I wan't to know the words she's trapped in blue
fluttering chests locked tightly when nervous
posture tells of something more.
Hushed often before, and muted now conditioned
to repress your heart...it's hard to breathe
as you selfconsciously hold your breath

Move those lips to mine
  and whisper each trapped caption
    your mind froze but never lost,
open the soul to feeling once more
like blood reddening air exposure
freeing the absence of feeling
...replaced with this tuned in euphoria
     blaring melodies warm and familiar to our ears



 
  *Inspired by Nathan's "Diamond in the Rough" contest


Poem Details | by Sandra Adams |
Categories: absence, love,

within the blue

in your arms, i feel as though
the sun will never set, 
i am the blushed morning rise
that doesn't rise alone,
i feel you rising as well.

sometimes when i am alone
i question cloudless days
and wonder what if...
what if things were colored gray?

if my hands were only able to trace shadows
rather than the very edges of your soul,
would loneliness trigger me in deeper thoughts
than you or i could ever imagine?

i can't picture my hands empty
aging with time, holding nothing but a dream;
like wrinkled poems falling to the floor
as if never to be read by anyone.

my mind alone could trigger my soul,
pull my fingers back from reality,
press against more than facts
then stop my heart from beating
as i roll the barrel and draw
my last breath of poetry,
alone...
if things were colored gray


Poem Details | by Vince Suzadail Jr. |
Categories: friendship, love,

Only Your Eyes Were Blue

I can recall 
When we had it all
There was nothing we couldn't do
We were the best
Ahead of the rest
And only your eyes were blue
You stood by my side
Beaming with pride
Each morning we'd start anew
Searching our souls
Achieving our goals
And only your eyes were blue
We walked with a force 
We set our own course
Our courage, our passions were true
We answered the call
We conquered it all
And only your eyes were blue
Since you've been gone
I still carry on
Your memory sees me through
If there was a way
I'd go back there today
When only your eyes were blue.


Poem Details | by JeanMarie Marchese |
Categories: love, passion, time, me, blue, me,

Certainty and the Shade of Seven More Months.

He's infuriatingly...

pretty...

and I follow myself over his smile to find my eyes, promising uncertainty and chewing on
my bottom lip with the hunger that resides in...

love...

He rolled me over and kissed my dreams, his mouth became my salvation and I nailed myself
to the bedpost as we made love, my legs became morning while I screamed midnight to the
dawn...

and I had never seen such a beautiful sunrise, I had never seen the beginning color herself so
strangely...

I told him, as our eyes appeared shallow, as the light dimmed and he breathed summer on my
neck...

“Blue is blue, Dear, don't try to shade it with red.”

But he explained to me the art of bruises, he informed me the results were beautiful, and
he held up a mirror to my unmarked skin, places where the black and blue and...

purple...

has dissipated...

while he sheltered my chest with his hand, covering my heart with his palm, and told me
the results still beat...

in.me.

I cried, tears of the rain that once fell in April, and he held me, time slipping between
us, beads of sweat that spoke eternity and seven more months, and I spoke silently so he
could hear me, I whispered his name...

“God, you're beautiful,” he said on the second I realized the sadness had left me, that
she had found content and was studying the games we never played with the fascination of a
child, I touched his cheek with the surreal movements that occur when one has fallen and
been caught and smiled at the thought of us...

I sacrificed my pain that night, I handed it straight over to midnight when the day broke,
I blended the sunrise with blue and watched the sky turn purple with him right beside me,
I counted the minutes to eternity and he laughed at my obsessions as he told me I was...

beautiful...

as he drank my belief off my left shoulder with a kiss...

and I looked at him, in the light, my eyes deep with the memories of the sea, as I kissed
him, with a certainty I never questioned as tomorrow started forever...

and he would live inside me
for seven
more
months.




Poem Details | by Tim Smith |
Categories: freedom, love,

Indelible Blue

An indelible blue looking out to you
seducing the pain to wash away
with stolen keyboard strokes
a few extra x's and o's where
decimals move with inapprehension
carrying fantasy dreams offshore
where sandcastles are built with
riches never to be crowned
holding secret keys to happiness
breathless my tomorrows begin
under guise of the salty moon
worries behind,necks entwined
newly discovered swans swoon


Poem Details | by Robert Lindley |
Categories: angel, art, creation, emotions, heart, love, memory,

You Are My Sky, And I, Your Softest Blue

You Are My Sky, And I, Your Softest Blue

I hold this, thy sweet image close and fast
In memory seas, sailing to me at full mast
Soon shall come this soul to thy heavenly rest
Are my prayers for our Love in each request
My life lived, only to one day be with you
You are my sky, and I, your softest blue

Precious are those days we once danced
Living for each moment each hour we romanced
Thy kiss, nectar that my dreams now gift
Now I often pray my passing be swift
For my love burns hotter each lonesome day
In thy glowing love embers, I seek to play

I await sweetest moment of our first reunion kiss
That smile and thy touch I now so miss
Darling, my love, please pray my departure soon
I long for thee again this sad month of June
Our Love's fire yet burns, I allow no cold ashes
Nor destroying storms that true Love crashes

I hold this, thy sweet image close and fast
In memory seas, sailing to me at full mast
Soon shall come this soul to thy heavenly rest
Are my prayers for our Love in each request
My life lived, only to one day be with you
You are my sky, and I, your softest blue

Robert JLindley, 3-09-2017


Poem Details | by Kristopher Higgs |
Categories: absence, abuse, addiction, adventure, africa, age, allah, allegory, america, analogy, angel, anger, angst, animal, anniversary, april, art, august, autumn, baby, baptism, baseball, basketball, beach, beautiful, beauty, bereavement, best friend, betrayal, bible, bird, birth, birthday, black african american, blue, day, dedication, devotion, faith, happiness, lost love, love, me, passion, words,

While You Sleep

While you sleep I tell you all of the things I keep inside throughout day.
Now that you can hear but not listen I find them much easier to say.
My hopes, my dreams, my fears, and everything in between
Your subconscious hears so keen, or so it seems.
My tongue is soft; I speak so sweetly 
Knowing your reaction will never greet me.

Tonight will be different in what I want you to know.
It has everything to do with what I can’t help but show.
I hold no claim to any religion but you’ve given me a place for my faith.
Somewhere it will never stale or lose its lavish taste.
You’ve shown me something I can see, touch, and feel, 
And so before it I choose to kneel.

I know I don’t say it but I miss you every day.
Sitting, thinking of the perfect words to be my choice,
Yet when you call I can’t find any of the right words to say.
I’m just happy to finally hear your voice.
Even just a moment is enough to sooth my heavy heart;
Fearing the ends of conversations knowing we’ll have to part.

I’ll never be too far from you, always within arm’s reach,
And in your days of darkness I’ll be the light that you will seek.
I’ll never let you leave too far from me, I’ll stay close behind you in this world;
Secretly protecting what is mine, you will always be my girl.
I only want the best for you so the best of me I will employ.
Faithfully yours, I will always be your boy.

I close my eyes and kiss your soft sweet lips
And see the very best of you in loving bliss.
I see past the physical which makes you attractive
And focus on the things I can’t see in which I’m attracted.
Your thoughts I’d love to hear them all.
Of the things you speak disinterest never makes its call.

My day will come, I know someday I’ll be the only one.
And you I will pursue viciously,
Because I’ve given you the greatest gift I can give, to love unconditionally.
Yes our day will come, I know someday we’ll be as one.
And you I will pursue viciously,
Because I’ve given you the greatest gift I can give… to love unconditionally.


Poem Details | by Sharon Tideswell |
Categories: introspection, lost love, love, music, sadlove,

A Blue Rose Sings

Upon a deep blue rose, a scented song,
so delicate of harmony and sweet;
a melody, whose strains of love replete
I mused uponTo whom could it belong?
To claim such ballad ought have felt so wrong,
but I could ne’er its memory delete;
each note an echo in my own heart’s beat,
alluring me to drift and sing along.

Though how I wish I’d never found the rose
whose music stirred a restlessness in me;
where love once blossomed only sorrow grows
from searching for a love that cannot be,
and timelessly a tear-blue river flows
through heartache’s vale to discontentment’s sea.


Poem Details | by Elaine George |
Categories: death, history, life, love, romance, rose,

How a Blue Rose Came to be

Once upon a time, many years ago,
There was a sweet and lovely -  red, red Irish rose,
That was plucked prematurely, from the garden vine;
A budding beauty, taken in her prime.

She was laid to rest, upon the death, of a lovers dream;
Upon a chest of ebony, where lie, his would-be  Queen; 
Lowered deep into the depths, of the church yard cemetery;
Her scarlet petals, wilting in the summer breeze.

Then the earth begin to fall, like autumn leaves;
Upon  her petals, and the chest of ebony,
From above her tomb, where stood the grieving groom
Weeping , weeping,  like a willow tree.


Then the sky begin  to disappear, amid that mournful cry,
As  tears - from above, fell from that lovers eyes,
And came to rest, like dew drops on that  Irish rose, 
As she disappeared beneath the earth, there in his grief below 
                                          
                            	 ~~~~~
		
In time, he laid a stone of ivory - upon her grave;
Etched deeply  - with the promise he had made:
To love his Irish Rose - forever and a day.

                                  ~~~~~

The years and all their seasons came and went
And a million lonely tears were cried and spent
Upon her grave where everyday he kneeled and prayed
And dreamed of her until his dying day 


		~~~~

The epigram has long since faded on the ivory stone   
That still stands alone   upon her grave
Where from the million tears of love he gave
A seemingly impossible - blue, blue rose has grown.

 
 








Poem Details | by Charmaine Chircop |
Categories: blue, boat, longing, love,

Reaching Deepest Oceans

My beloved How far will I love you As far as where moons immerse in deep seas Beyond the edge of a tide's crimson hue Where your breath fills my sails with soft zephyr breeze Lone I embark to our promised land Across borders of secret pain Under still stars,above drifting sand through anchored shadows of rain Oh foreign eyes,but never distant Your arms'safe harbour of a long embrace Two souls entwined,two hearts persistent Beneath night's sky,my lips outline your face Water rise, water falls between shores and time Empty spaces still abhore our love,sweet tender and sublime


Poem Details | by Laura Breidenthal |
Categories: absence, abuse, addiction, allegory, analogy, anger, angst, blue, change, character, conflict, confusion, corruption, courage, cry, dark, depression, desire, emo, emotions, fear, first love, growth, hate, heartbroken, introspection, life, lonely, longing, loss, love, lust, miss you, missing, missing you, senses, sorrow, wisdom, world,

It Can't Be Real

A truth in rage of insult furrows my mind
For it is only an offense given to me by myself
In the mouths of others far innocent than I
I feel the tears trickle down my cheeks
For I have surfaced into an ugly mistake
I am always inadequate in this brain
I try to shine like the advice of grace given
But confidence rarely rears its head my way
There’s a sort of shade blocking its way
A shade that darkens everyday

That very shade led me to believe my feelings are wrong
That I will never belong so long as they are not controlled
I must be careful—for the lines of love and lust run cold
I hate myself truly this night
And no one but myself will give me the right
The very right to degrade my every being
Because you are not seeing what I am seeing

There is no point
My lines run cold
Can I be so bold as to say
I still love with a pang of indistinguishable doubt 
All feelings enter in
As my truth blurs and checks out

Your words pierce me so deep
I cannot describe the pain I feel
God it hurts so bad
It can’t be real

Much like the love I have come to embrace
The very love that links to your face
Tears don’t give it justice

It can’t be real
Much like the love I will never face


Poem Details | by liam mcdaid |
Categories: beauty, lonely, love, mirror, romantic, song, spring,

Singing Blue Blazes

As the snowdrops nod happily when you kissed my soul warmly love
laughing in the cold spring air so stirringly beautiful flutters wings of a dove 
 
The daffodils yawn awakening to new life or so it seems 
sun beams smile inside a thousand songs sweetly my dream

Birds singing freely dawning tunes deep heartfelt desire  
you are amazing one faraway flame kissing beats on fire


Poem Details | by liam mcdaid |
Categories: beautiful, beauty, blue, dream, emotions, feelings, love,

Beholding Beauty

Amazing snowflake unique pure in deep beauty 
melting within deep warmness always trusting fate

Adoring one pulse in a million skips climbing steps
forever beats true blue crystal clear begging your kiss

Night within deep chambers embers glow 
a keystone turns lights on in satin darkness

The sun smiles warm thoughts coloring frosted jewels 
gentle beams touch softly as winter ice kisses vision rainbows

Closing shutters until tomorrow comes 
as the wind whistles and howls outside reality

Awakening sweetheart delights opening flowers bloom
blossoming within nine shades of beauty dazzling rose gold

Silver lining treasure cloud kissing pearl gem precious white
sailing dreams floating magical into another space
 
kisses blown silently blushing on velvet lips of a breath
sweetly carried on a stream of air whispering cotton candy

Touching ribbons flutter in your every single breathing sigh
most beautiful love dancing with the soul crowned princess cut 


Poem Details | by liam mcdaid |
Categories: beautiful, beauty, dance, emotions, feelings, love, romance,

Ninety Nine Shades of Blue Red Flames

Gliding hands dancing on your spine
Playing melodies in your hair
Soft kisses delights in making discoveries
I see your soul clearly

I seize your face gently reflections shine 
within the mind softly brushing 
deeply plays a tender loving tune 
fluttering beats touching shades of sunshine

All I need is my other senses to feel you
Sensitive sensations tantalizing inside
Blood pumping passion mysteries unraveling

rose of this soul softly whispers a jewel
in this deep nile let the stars be my guide 
sparkling brightly winking delight

Ripples in turquoise waters running deep
Transformation in the subaqueous light filtering through
Indulge in a colorful spectrum of joyous release

granting loves magic in a shower of confetti 
sparking magic granting wishes rising from the dust
lips the rose petals touching kisses softly 
warm enchanting dreams in your inner beauty

Come lay here by me
Gliding hands dancing on your chest
Playing melodies on your lips
Soft kisses delights in whispering echoes

true the wonders of this world 
whispering winds blowing sweetly calling your name 
ocean waves rising unfolds kisses paradise

You are a clear vision
All I need is heart and soul to understand you
Instinctive intensity penetrating inside
Firecrackers soaring passion tales unfolding

melting in the embers of your beauty 
sparks fly behind the mirror gems 
opening in the chambers a ball begins shimmering 
lighting up walls warmly in the four chambers
igniting sparks burning red flames join
silver dancing blue hotly holding beautiful
hands joined under magic spells loving like you do

Shimmers in moon rising and sun setting
Circulation in the bloodstream honey lemon love
Lingers in the aftertaste 
smoldering embers of blue red flames


Co written by Liam Mc Daid and Angeline lim 
based on the song love me like you do 


Poem Details | by Charmaine Chircop |
Categories: blue,

Love Is Today



Poem Details | by Tim Ryerson |
Categories: lost love,

Sweet Silver Blue

Heart-warming wine
Jot down a line
Mood changes hue
To sweet silver blue

How high the cost
How much is lost
Back payment due
To sweet silver blue

Head shake and sigh
None left to deny
Insight in view
To sweet silver blue

Somehow I gain
Beauty from pain
As thoughts turn to you
To sweet silver blue








Poem Details | by Kristin Reynolds |
Categories: childhood, happiness, introspection, love, mother, peace, placesme, memory, me, memory,

‘The Airplane Crossing Clear-Blue Sky'

My white-washed bars surrounded me -
they held me as I slept;
they soothed me when the days were long,
and mother’s blue-eyes wept.

A baby girl, six months or less,
awakened from my sleep -
stood up legs as sure as hope;
as strong as flat is steep.

My hands, my saviors, gripped the rail
so I could peek outside –
the bluest sky I’d ever seen,
As tall as it was wide;

came into view - between the blue,
an airplane gliding by,
its smoky streamer like a flag,
across my memory’s sky...

The memory is a simple one -
a window, sky, and plane -
but in my heart, it's heaven's door
and there it shall remain.

I’ve hung it on my memory’s wall
Between that life and this –
It covers every hole I’ve dug
In sorrow’s vast abyss.

This picture brings the special peace
I knew when I was small –
Where mother’s just beyond the door,
and waiting for my call…



*Inspired by Danielle's Earliest Memory contestI have blocked out almost every memory 
from my childhood, and only a very few gems remain - this is the firstand I will treasure it 
always...


Poem Details | by HGarvey Daniel Esquire |
Categories: death, girlfriend-boyfriend, lost love, love, nature, sea, wifesummer, sea, blue, love, sea, summer, yellow,

Sunshine Flowers

The Daffodil, peeks at the yellow rays of the Morning Sun
She raises her head  :through the withering snow mound : with Dazzling Beauty
The Daffodil , Sings in harmony; Arise for I am : the Spring
The Golden weed, the Dandelion , reflects the yellow Halo Floating in the Sky
Knowing Life is short ,the Dandelion dots the Summer landscape
With Her Halo turning White, She calls the Wind and flies through the rays of the Sun
Goldenrod waits until summer is  nigh o’er before waving elegantly 
To the Yellow orb, warming her roots, She melodiously  Sings Forever be Your Glory 
The Goldenrod , humbly  Hums Hymns : to the very Eye of  a Loving GOD 
Yellow Roses speak of the Memories : “watching  the grass “Sportsman’s WAVE””
She sees the Glory of Nature : more Beautiful with each Magnificent  : Sunrise
Yellow Roses, petals so Silky Soft, holding in “ Remembrance “  a long Lost “ LOVE “
The “ AquaRose “ that Grows, in the deep Caribbean Sea “4 miles North of Aruba” 
Screams For the Sun, from her watery Grave, Yet she shines in a sea of  “ Sapphire   
                                                 " Blue " 
The Depth of the  “Blue sea, the Blue Sky above” Shadow  the glow of Sweet  
                                            "  Sunshine "
       Inspired by the Contest : " Flowers " : Sponsored by Francine Roberts
             Dedicated To my LOVES : " Barbara Jean "  & " Lenore Ellen "
              Author's Note : I Hope this is Read the way it was Written
                  YOUR Liege ALWAYS, LOVE : HGarvey Daniel Esquire
                                                7th Place win


Poem Details | by Megan Devon |
Categories: baby, boyfriend, child, dad, daughter, first love, happiness, husband, love, marriage, romantic, self, blue, blue, girl, love, me,

Once Upon A Time

This is a poem about the future I'd love to have with the boy of my dreams.
None of this has actually happened yet (besides us falling in love with eachother) but it's how I would like it to happen.

Once upon a time, I became the luckiest girl in the worldI fell in love with a gorgeous boy with blue eyes, and he actually loved me backHe was like my prince, he treated me like his princess and would do anything for meToday, we're united as King and QueenIt's been years, but walking down the aisle I'm still staring at the cutest, most perfect guy I've ever seenWhen our lips finally meet after parting to say "I do", it tastes like Heaven.

Once upon a time, I married a gorgeous boy with blue eyesAnd today, I saw those perfect blue eyes light up when he first held our little girl in his armsShe's got her Daddy's blue eyes and just a little bit of her Momma's brown hairShe's going to be spoiled and loved more than possibleShe'll know we support her no matter what, and she can tell us everythingIt will be perfect.

Once upon a time, one set of blue eyes became two, and we were made into a familyNow, that second pair of blue eyes is walking out the door to college, with a suitcase in one hand and a boy's hand in the otherHe better love her and treat her just as well as her Daddy does.

Once upon a time, I fell in love with a gorgeous boy with blue eyesHis hair has dulled and grayed but his eyes are the same, and they've seen a lifetime's worth of happiness and loveMy baby had babies with the boy she walked out the door with, and I can tell she loves them as much as we loved herNow it's her time to live.