by James Fraser |
Categories:
love, passion, people, placesblue,
Oiled and bronzed
In cupped pose
Her wetted hair
The want in me grows
Silhouetted
Against the moonlight
Beside the blue lagoon
Her curves of delight
She turns her head
As she looks into my eyes
Sultry and steamy
On the cooling sands we lie
Tethered together
By capturing arms
Under the light of the moon
We share our charms
In sync we caress
With the sounds of the waves
Our tongues fencing
As our lips crave
Two become one
On this moonlit night
The love of two
In wonderful delight
We arise from the sands
Beside the blue lagoon
Walking home hand in hand
Our hearts in loving bloom
http://www.thehighlanderspoems.com/love-8.php
by Clifford Villalon |
Categories:
love, peace, war,
Walls too high, above the grasses I see
Walls above my eye, below the world of me
Fencing my eye, lions of grey roaring
Reaching the sky, birds of prey soaring.
Walls of lamentation are memories of war
Galls of incantation are cairns in jar
Facing the wailing walls are men of tears
Groping for simping halls are women of fears.
Walls of life, memories in time
Walks of life, melodies in rhyme
Love from wells, portrait of loving souls
Waters in wells, vignette of redeemed souls.
by David Wood |
Categories:
first love,
Wind billowing through a rolling cornfield
Far from the city lights
Formations of silver grey clouds
Billowing through a dark sky
Competing against each other
Rows of tall trees standing to attention
Silhouetted against a low horizon
As wisps of smoke drifts up from a
Bleak ancient farmhouse in the foreground
Surrounded by dilapidated fencing
Daylight now failing as evening’s shadow
Begin to casts its silky smooth cape
Tentatively over a tranquil landscape
We sit in the car at the side of the road
And kiss
by Rosanna Tarsiero |
Categories:
allegory, confusion, introspection, love, on writing and words, visionary,
I speak
to you in
verses, fencing
for my life
From the crevasses of
my shaken
soul come about lost
voices I neglected
to hear, fragments
of piercing awareness I
inadvertently
forgot, deranged
feelings wrapped around my
throat like
a silk scarf forcing
me to breathe deliberately, disorganized
nonsense pouring
out of my buzzing
brain sweeping
away everything
I believed
certain.
Chunks of lucid
thoughts emerge braving
the weather, survivors
in a stormy
ocean of overwhelm
I am left
stranded
among the bewildering
remains of an inner
shipwreck wondering how much
of it you too
can see.
by Stephen Pennell |
Categories:
fun,
Making wishes on Dandelions in the moon light.
Knights on white chargers, oh what a sight.
Two good looking princes having a fight.
Swords drawn and fencing under starlight.
A ballet performed for the man in the moon.
A singer serenades you can't help but swoon.
Ballerinas dance with stars to a beautiful tune.
All done with silhouettes against a full moon.
Hand written love letters in flowing prose.
Flowers and chocolates wrapped up with bows.
I will stay with you for the highs and the lows.
All for the favour of a girl called rose.
by Kim Van Breda |
Categories:
christian,
INFINITY
Welcome to the world…
‘finite’ humans trying to understand an ‘infinite’ God
He has a game plan which is not our own
the only constant in our lives-alone
at all times, through all things
always faithful, His love He brings
the stowaway on Satan’s ‘bus’
erecting invisible fencing, avoiding mistrust
only through His mercy, power and grace
can we ever win our soulful race
‘finite’ humans trying to understand an ‘infinite’ God
Welcome to the world….
by Jai Garg |
Categories:
life, love
Lady Spider weaving her web again;
Powerful stories surfing on the net.
Hostess - protecting anchors around
Trail Blazer, accosting melodic sound.
Wonder now, what traps she spins.
Boomerang, those frailed legs wantonly pin.
Hideous grips, Neo Geometric moves,
Tempting shots, another day, type cast hooves.
True DNA, we ought to meet,
Face to face on grass luscious green;
Fencing brainstorm, Vedic games:
Who lost and who reigns supreme.
Mark words; the destiny song sings,
Limpid Plangent the oasis rings:
Grasshoppers play their fiddle well.
She spider fries her tale: and it sells.
by Leon Stacey |
Categories:
family, father, happiness, imagination, life, love, son,
Two sticks by the oak
Trimmed and prepared for battle
On a grassy knoll
On the playing field
With one hand behind our backs
Sticks cross left to right
In the round we dance
The fields sway, trees clap their hands
We duel and laugh
(Caleb and I playing in the front yard when he was 4 years old. Now we duel with
wooden and plastic swords.)
by Hassan Mohammed Alemrany |
Categories:
appreciation, emotions, identity, lost love, miss you, romance, spiritual,
Companion of my cheerful heart
Come deep into my bossom
Sing wherever you want
Wander through my vales of passion
Tie my soul and yours coming apart
Cross the streams of romance
To my dark walls of thought
Fencing me
Here I am
Catching only a glimpse
Of your pure heart
Deserting the shrouds of despair
To quench your volcanic passion
Storming me faraway
Here and there
To leave you alone
And drown in my illusions
Poem by/ Hassan Mohammad Alemrany
Egypt, Minya, Bani Omran
by James Fraser |
Categories:
love, passion
On a bed of roses
Scents and senses
We hold back
Our wanting intentions
Both in adventure
Roaming of hands
Sensuous caress
Exploratory demands
Lips in touch
Fencing of tongues
Naked flesh in ignite
Panting of lungs
Fingers conducting
Orchestral commands
Musical groans
Our excitement stands
In resonating rhyme
As if on an ocean we drift
Our pleasure in love
Absorbed in this gift
Our silk sheets bear witness
Graced with red roses
Scents and senses captured
As our loving closes
by Zammy Ickler |
Categories:
dark, deep, desire, feelings, fire, humanity, loneliness,
the candle flicking forward
fencing the shadows
its like angelic moonlight
cocooned to its impassioned heat
expanding to surpass its limits
till the slow darkness resumes
autum's colors through the flame
as I submerge to a endless fall
visioning the psych of the flare's breath
welcoming me as it burns from hatred
the heat alight from amending nurturing
never to release the satisfaction
the emotions one never receives..
by James Fraser |
Categories:
love, passion
In shredded attire
Bodies of flesh
Through the waterfall haze
In sweat-en fresh
In his arms, captured
Her leg like a vine
Wrapped with intention
As he enters entwined
In standing pose
This pillar of man
Inner grows
Wanting runs
Tongues fencing
Adventurous hands
Waterfall spray
Mixing with glands
Grandiose groans
Echo this cave
Two statues in loved weld
In carnal crave
The cry of content
Choirs her walls
As spasmodic groans
Inner enthral
In quivering shake
Intake of kiss
Cave of carnal capture
Sexual bliss
http://www.thehighlanderspoems.com/love3.php
by Matt Caliri |
Categories:
love
[To "answer" the poetic line, "how do you [referring to God] sleep at night?" used by an
undisclosed poet...]
I first awaken the tambourines
Pour lemonade through my eyelids
Then wonker downstairs to
Daze upon my angels, free livestock-lovestock,
Who choose to roam the open perimeter of
Fencing patched with quilts and gaps
I made a muddle over month after month...
Wishing out our hallway lights I then
Ascend to the bellhouse,
Silencing our tambourines
With quick and loving amazement.