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Poem Details | by David Meade |
Categories: conflict, depression, forgiveness, hope, love,

Wind From The Sea




Inspired by Andrew Wyeth Watercolor Painting -- Wind From the Sea, 1947




Standing in the old house
A strange mixture of feelings erupt within me
My roommates Depression, Loneliness, and Hopelessness
Greet me with strangling arms and leering grins
I don’t fight them anymore – somehow they are a part me
So together, in this house, in this room
We endure the somber solitude of the day

A sudden chill fills the room
Death enters – its foul breath chokes me
My three companions prostrate themselves
Pressure builds in my bowels
Bile rises in my throat
A heavy weariness fills my bones
He’s calling – hissing my name
I can’t breath

Death surrounds my soul – crushing me 
I hear groaning 
Strange guttural sound -- it’s coming from me
Deep painful darkness fills me
I beg Death to take me

Through the open window
A gush of wind enters
A sheer curtain hanging comes to life
It’s spirit lifts inwards and up beckoning me to dance 

What is this wonder?
A limp ragged curtain – faded, stained, frail -- has life
Reaching toward me  frayed fingers of thread motioning
Old friends rush to me – Joy, Hope, Love
Death’s grip slips – I gasp a breath
Looking up I see the open window
Boarded by old bare wood, hard with age

I realize it’s daylight now – soft shadows 
A curving road leading to the water
I can taste the saltiness in the wind
Trees in the distance
A calling from the sea
Seagulls, waves, laughter

Joy breaths into my nostrils 
Leave this place – Depression cannot hold you
Simple pleasures I will give you
   Cool breeze on a summer afternoon
   Laughter of friends
   A walk in the garden
   A book
   The Sea 

Depression laughs in my ears
Through that window lies heartache, treachery, poverty, misery
It will chew your insides up – blood will pour from your lips
Pain and suffering awaits if you leave this house
Death waits to take you home 
An end to this constant noise – the peace of total emptiness 

Another breeze and Hope fills my eyes with light
I see colors – vibrant alive filling me with warmth
Leave this place, take a journey to the sea
Let light fill you and be your guide see -- opportunities abound
For laughter, love, forgiveness for life – abundant life
See the rainbow upon the Sea

Hopelessness rushes toward me
Kisses my lips and whispers
Light burns and blinds
Enslaves you
They will see clearly your secrets
Spotlight focus – ridicule scorn ugly disgust  self-hatred

Love rushes in and embraces me
Light, fresh, empowering
My heart leaps with pleasure
Arm and arm she leads me to the window
Much pain and sorrow – yes  also Love
A powerful love that transforms, refreshes frees
Breathe deeply of the Sea air – fill your lungs
Go – you are loved deeply and completely

Looking out Looking in




David Meade
01/07/2015


Live Generously


Poem Details | by David Meade |
Categories: death, depression, hate, hope, peace,

Love One Another





“Peace I leave with you
           my peace I give you
           I do not give to you as the world gives 
           Do not let your hearts be troubled
                 do not be afraid”  (John 14:27)

But I am scared
      Blood runs down streets
      Hatred, rage, violence dance 
            In a chaotic frenzy performance
                     of evil malice 

What do your words mean?
      Are they void – empty promises?
Where is the peace in deafening explosions?
  In the cacophony of rapid gun fire?
     Screams of horror?
           Tears of death???

“I am the resurrection and the life 
     The one who believes in me will live 
                 even though they die 
     and whoever lives by believing in me will never die 
     Do you believe this?”  John 25:26

Yes, I want too
     But fear creeps around my heart
     Its cancerous fibers sinking deep – choking me
     Doubts greet me in the morning
     Panic sleeps in my bed
     I am weak
     Hear my cries of desperation      


“Be strong and courageous
       Do not be afraid 
       do not be discouraged 
          for the Lord your God will be with you 
                wherever you go”   (Joshua 1:9)

Stay close – fill me
     I cannot see – 
     Darkness surrounds me
     Death, destruction, desecration, depression
     Blood, bitterness, bile, blight 

“I have come into the world as a light
              so that no one who believes in me 
             should stay in darkness
             If anyone hears my words but does not keep them
             I do not judge that person
             For I did not come to judge the world
                        but to save the world” (John 12:46-47)

I cannot begin to fathom this
         How great is this love
               Forgiveness over revenge
	           Peace over violence
	                Life over death
	                        Love over hate
                  Help me I pray

“A new command I give you 
              Love one another
             As I have loved you
             so you must love one another”  (John 13:34)

Love one another 








David Meade
11/18/2015

Love Generously


Poem Details | by David Meade |
Categories: grief, life, love,

In The Moment




Sitting by his bed
Labored breathing
Time is short 
Holding his hand
A prayer – for him, for me
Be strong and courageous
Eyes blink open for a moment
Then nothing – gone
Tears flow 
Skin relaxes
Death pallor forms
Alone in the moment
Alone

Cell Phone rings
My daughter in a panic
Fear spikes my heart
Dad – there are ants in the bathroom
Relief – exhaling
Death in the moment
But also Life
Life

Goodbye dear friend
Our time over
Your precious love and wisdom 
I take 
To guide my moments
My moments 

To love
To forgive
To encourage
To live
Each day
Each person
In every situation
Compassionately
Boldly
Completely
In every moment

In
Every 
Moment





David Meade
12/28/2014

Live Generously


Poem Details | by David Meade |
Categories: dream, love,

Love Gift






I saw Love climb upon the wind
Heard the laughter in the breeze
Tasted lilacs, jasmine, and honeysuckle
With a turn and twist Love caressed my skin
The scent of dark chocolate filled my nose 
        A deep longing-hunger arose within me

Love was off again gathering the rain clouds
A shower of tears refreshing
My parched soul drank deeply
Sweetness spread across my tongue
My body filled with Love’s offering 
         Now joyful tears fell from my eyes

A drowsiness overcame me and I slept
Love slipped into my dreams
Warm light cocooned me and filled my lungs
Bright colors danced upon my fantasies
An incredible energy pulsated throughout my body
          Love took my hand and laughing -- we chased the light

Breathing hard I asked Love this precious gift, why me?  I am unworthy
Love answered:  I Am the whisper in the wind
The Spirit of truth seeking and restoring you are wholly loved
Of the mighty Kings  --  Faith, Hope and Love
I Am the greatest and you are worthy to Me
         Go now and be Love and know, I Am with you always


            
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  / \       /  \









David Meade
12/04/2014

Live Generously


Poem Details | by John Rhinem |
Categories: faith, life, love, passionlonging,

.."?Your Beauty!"..

Blackberry kisses, within the celestial starlit mornings hour....

Stirring these passions aglow, amid the flickering flames of desire ~

Caressing such thoughts of you; smouldering embers, that burnish so very brightly!

These ardent heated emotions; florids, of the blue oranges rising ~ 

Crossing the boundaries of a tomorrows promise....

Once thought to be but only, a forbiddens dream?!

As I now feel your ivory breast, pressing softly to my burning heart

Beating, beneath the magic of your silkened strawberry lips; moist ~ 

Burying this arrow of our light, gently, inside of thee....

To gather your cries, as you reach for the sky

And arch as a bow, your life; pouring its pleasures

Upon this world of my own, soul!

Tasting now your glistening sweetened nectars; ripe

While twirling unto the delight, of such joyous and piercing prose...

These mounds of vanillas creams, melting, their flavours into me
 
Entangled, within this fairy tales maze, of your alluring eyes ~
 
Which consume my very being, with the breath, of your beautiful gaze!

Intensely dissolving these walls once built; like painted clay, inside of a broken kiln....

This barrier now breached, by your majestically perfect smile ~

To become but a flowing river once more, of glittering and sparkling currents

Beneath your rainbows colours, of everything, that was forever meant to be!?

This tenderness of your touch, as soft as a whitened doves; smooth and subtle....

Quenching my deepest thirst; as you engrave your longing nails

Of rosebud scarlet, into the cores of my no longer bleeding, searching heart! 

Dripping with its desires for you; pulsing and exploding, inside....

Mesmerized, by your presence; and cast, upon the shores of your love ~

As the candle light glows, afore these shadows that dance; their enchanting trance

And the silhouettes sway, beneath their yellowish moon....

Aflame, amid your igniting embrace; while you stroke these fires, that burn 

Yearn, for only you and you alone; your light, and your touch ~

The very essence which breathes this life, your life, profoundly, inside of me!

Within these blackberry kisses; dreams, of a tomorrows horizon

Now thriving, atop the crystals waters, of this sea of love....

Pounding; throbbing; penetrating; tingling; the warmth of your breast, pressed

Eternity, upon the tip of my tongue; your sugar laced taste ~

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.."?Your Beauty!"..


Poem Details | by Jessica Bateman |
Categories: lovesweet, love, sweet,

Love Is Like Magic

Love is like magic
And it always will be.
For love still remains
Life's sweet mystery!!
Love works in ways
That are wondrous and strange
And there's nothing in life
That love cannot change!!
Love can transform
The most commonplace
Into beauty and splendor
And sweetness and grace.
Love is unselfish,
Understanding and kind,
For it sees with its heart
And not with its mind!!
Love is the answer
That everyone seeks...
Love is the language,
That every heart speaks.
Love can't be bought,
It is priceless and free,
Love, like pure magic,
Is life's sweet mystery!!


Poem Details | by John Rhinem |
Categories: faith, happiness, holiday, love

...."The Wedding At Dreamendon" ~

Dressing the ancient stars amid their anthem weddings attire....

The universe anxiously anticipating these adorned galaxies of, anew ~

Bookplate bridesmaids, with such glittering eyes and broadening smiles

Quickly making their jubilant ways down, the amendable aisles

With a world beholding as, the best of man...

Hearkening hearts rejoicing so, very deeply inside; paradise

Standing at the altar aside, the most beautiful of glorious grooms ~

Wearing heavens luminous harvest moon colours; commencing halos

Visages, as a sparkling fireworks display afore the joys of an innocent, awestruck child....

Immaculate and pristine; these most mesmerizing of scenes

Cygnus, gathered here to unite this day, paladin unto the morn ~

Extenuatings pragmatic veil; crimsons silkened tides now torn

From, the final pages of such history and lore; a candid, jewel leavened door....

Prismatics band; lifting these velvet promises of an everlasting rainbows, I do ~

Sidereals notes of well-nigh chime; sweet music across the blue made skies

Church bells, reaching unto the furthest realms this, celebrations invitation

Come one come all; come as you were come as you are; the brightest star

Making their way through the constellations; jubilee, and all of creation ~

Coterie, disembarking at the depot from a waking moment; neverendings, final destination!?

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...."The Wedding, at Dreamendon" ~






Note: Smile ~ "Merry Christmas Everyone; May It Be 'Beautiful & Bright; Love,'" John!:) ~


Poem Details | by John Rhinem |
Categories: faith, love, passion, time

....The Title ^Fight....

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Leaning against the ropes, eyes swollen half closed

Its been a long fight....

Blood dripping from a dislocated jaw

Body beaten and bruised; taking a few more blows

Crowd screaming; colourful figures; cloudy sight?!

Knocked down a few times but, not counted out yet

Not yet; still standing to catch a second wind...~

My foe is fierce and relentless, the best in the world

This worlds, undisputed heavyweight champ

At least over most of Humanity; never lost a fight to the faithless!?

Been the prince of his ring for thousands of years....

Almost had them carry me out; flat upon my back, in the early rounds

Until the undefeated “One,” showed up and volunteered to become

“My Corner ^Man.” ~

Been doing somewhat fair since yet, still, a tad bit fuzzy in my head....

Absorbing blows amid a fight like this but, I Am, still standing

And I get my punches in also; sometimes, I even win a round or two?!

My corner Man said; “The Real Champ.” ~

"Just wait for the right time, he'll open up, and when he does

Then, put him on his back; hit him with a left and a quick right

Another left another right and then, use your cut....

....I promise you, I shall gladly count him out, for you ~

Just hang on, we've got him, right, where, we want him!?"

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             ...“The Title ^Fight”....


Poem Details | by John Rhinem |
Categories: lovelove, i love you,

~ Painting Mona Lisa ~

Absolutely enchanting I thought ~
As I drew the curtains wider, to allow in a bit more light....
Returning unto the canvas and dipping my brush
Into a slightly brighter shade of beige 
Thinking perhaps just a touch more violet, a dab of red, and, a stroke of amber
Until, I heard the door bell ring, breaking, this mesmerized trance....
Sitting my palette down, and lying my brush aside, atop a colored cloth
I turned to see who it was, that was there?
"Hold on dear, I shall be right back," I whispered
As she smiled amid a radiance, that stopped me within my steps
How rarely seldom does one get a chance like this I thought?
If it is truly important and I know them
Then they shall kindly call, or possibly even leave myself a note
Besides, what an unpleasant reflection it would be, to even but for an instant
Interrupt this dream....
For no greater beauty have I ever beheld, nor have I ever found, then this 
Perfection within everyway I believe, is whom she is ~
"What's wrong," she asked, "are you not going to see who it is?"
Glistening eyes, as I fixated upon her own, mirrors, of an endless hue
"No, not right now dear," as I then, poured her a drink
Smiling as she gracefully arose, proposing a toast I said
"To this moment, this day, to you and I, this time, and, amore"....
As I slowly reached forth my hand, to tenderly caress her rosen cheek
And to glide my fingers gently, through her shining auburn hair
"Here dear," leading her loveliness softly, "here, sit right there
That the sunlight may embrace your boundless beauty
This magnificence of your splendor, these wonders, from whom you truly are" ~
Glowingly she smiled once more, as with a passion, I then kissed her perfect lips
"I love you," she uttered
While as the mornings dew lit rays, reflected upon her enchantedness 
As a glittering arose about my own heart, and a warming, within my now raptured soul  
"So do I my love, I love you more," I returned
Retrieving my brush, my palette and my cloth
Exchanging glances amid knowing thoughts, these souls, so intertwined ~
"Excellent, do not move dear" 
As always was captured forever, within, this moment right here....

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~Painting, Mona Lisa~                


Poem Details | by John Gondolf |
Categories: love, night, romantic, sunset,

As Daylight Turns to Dusk

As afternoon fades and the shadows grow longer daylight turns to dusk As daytime slowly comes to end, and twilight spreads across the sky; the stars in heavens thus ascend. As daytime slowly comes to end, the birds in trees the night to spend, for in the darkness do not fly; as daytime slowly comes to end, and twilight spreads across the sky. After the sun sets and darkness blankets the land lovers start to play Please kiss me when the sun has set, and darkness overtakes the land, and daily chores have all been met. Please kiss me when the sun has set; make this a night to ne’er forget; all night fulfill our love’s demand. Please kiss me when the sun has set, and darkness overtakes the land. As darkness arrives lovers cling to each other love the night away
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Poem Details | by John Rhinem |
Categories: love, passionme, me,

To Breathe "You" In....

Your beautiful name, echoing throughout my thoughts

"Everyday!"....But I never tell you this?

Sometimes when I breathe, I close my eyes to imagine

Breathing, everything that you are, to me, deep within....

And it is then, when I can feel your heart, beating, next to mine

As I hold you in my arms, my soul melting, to these rushing waters, inside

These dreams of countless moments, that I dream, with you by my side

Sometimes it hurts, so profoundly, this pain, when you are not there

These endless reflections, which tear at my being, my existence

Mixed amid smiles of longings, of what I hope, may someday be!?

Every beat, every breath, every second of my life

Filled with you, and you alone, forever in my sight!

I do not need to paint these things, upon a canvas of colors

For what good are they, to me anymore? 

When all I want, they can no longer hold; because, they hold not "You"

My eyes are saddened sometimes, as they desire your beauty, but find you, never there

My soul~How can I explain this, yearning that I have!?

How? As I question, what happened upon this path?

For it seems so long, since I have felt this way....

These searing flames, more and more, everyday! 

And all I know, is that right now, as I breathe you in

A thousand years, would not be enough, time, to share with your life

Anything, less than eternity, I believe, would tear me in half

This, is how much, I truly love "You!"

And not even the most amazing words, within this world, that were ever written

Could make it any truer~As I gaze, into your endless eyes ~

I would give you the stars, this I know, as I have given you my life

To walk along the shore with "You"~To walk, through the tides of time....

Is all that I shall ever want, and all, that I shall ever need!

Watch me bleed, without your splendor, here ~

Can you feel my passion? Can you feel my love?

Calling to "You," within every moment, that I wake

Dreams, inside my heart~My raging soul, which burns, for "You"

A torch, until the ends of time~Can you hear it, calling too!?

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To breathe, your beauty, within....


Poem Details | by John Rhinem |
Categories: love

~ A Velvet Rose ~

She writes with such fragrance....

Her words, like flowers

Flowing from her pen

Eyes like the ocean

Serenity, that never ends

The softness of her touch

Her heart melting from within

Such gentleness of colors

Like the still warming wind....

On journies she takes us

Her vision our eyes

The breath of her breathing

Brings life deep inside

A passage, her picture

These sands of her shores

I whisper her majestic

I long for her more....

Smiling as I see her

The breeze dancing through her hair

Such glory, her figure

Radiant I stare

At her light, this lady

Her wrappings of care....

Gentle is her essence

With her pureness profound

Her grace as she walks

As she passes I bow

To her wonders, her treasures

Her life, I bow....

For never have my eyes

Beheld such as she 

Never in this life

Have I found such a dream

Her eloquence, her meakness

Her enchanting soul

Painting this canvas, her portrait 

This splendor, for all to behold....

To love with such passion

The worlds hand, that she holds

Her fragrance, like flowers...."Her Beauty!"

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                ~ A Velvet Rose ~


Poem Details | by John Rhinem |
Categories: love

~ Destiny II ~

Smiling, as our glances would glimpse, knowing, as our souls would meet

Upon this plane of sphere, where time, it did not ever exist

These curtains, no longer drawn, exposing thresholds

That we both had crossed, wishful, and wantingly 

Into my arms, she then now waltzed, within her velvet, and silkened touch

Melting, into my depths her love, deep, inside of me

Silently, as I gazed into her eyes, kaleidoscopes, of cascading colors, reflecting

The endlessness, of these vast expanses of desires, longings, that we both could see

Much more than flesh, much more than barriers, much more, than life itself

Was the warmth, of her cherished breath, the essence, of her purity

Reaching, resurrecting a pulse, that I, we, should finally be

As the world stood still, and the skies became frozen

When our lips first brushed, an impassioned kiss, that would follow

The galaxies, exploding, from beneath the waters, of this now, washing sea

For no longer was she just a picture, and no longer, was she just a dream

Entwined forever, was this our spirits, as one, she became real to me

These souls that danced, amid the starlit heavens, unto the endless, of all eternity

She and I, and we alone, immersed within a light, a love

That no time, no life, no eyes, have they ever seen....

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                                       ~ Destiny ~


Poem Details | by John Rhinem |
Categories: faith, love, passion,

Fairytales and Love

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Clouds burst their rainbows amid the night....

Cascading showers in loves colourful lights

Glitter became the stars which filled the sky

Inside my heart and afore my eyes ~

Into my soul did they come to rest

Atop palettes of dreams; their dreams bequest....

What you knew and what I thought

Who I am and whom your not

As time it tears this page so fair

Confetti streams, tis where I'll find you there....

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...."Fairytales and Love" *




Poem Details | by Michelle Micek |
Categories: adventure, devotion, children, happiness, imagination, love, world, love,

A Disney Tale

You say you're Cinderella,
Or would you like to be
Does this mean that you've found, 
Your Prince charming in me? 

You also say you're Jasmine,
So, Princess, please be mine.
A whole new world I'll show you,
A world of love divine.

Your favorite is Tinkerbell,
So I'll be Peter Pan.
Together we can fly away,
Off to Netherland.

And if you're Sleeping Beauty,
Then i will be the one.
To kiss your lips, open your eyes,
And fill your life with sun.

And if I was the Beast,
And your name was bell.
I know that I could count on you,
To free me from my spell.

And if I was Prince Eric,
Would you come with me?
As my Ariel I'd show you,
A lover deeper than the sea.

Just like a disney tale,
Filled all with love and laughter.
You and I will be together,
Happily ever after.


Poem Details | by Star Light |
Categories: inspirational, lovegod, beautiful, home, beautiful, god, home, jesus, love,

Have a Blessed 4th of July-

As today.tis 4th of July
May Blessings come 
before Your eyes
All Praise and Glory
be to God Almighty

As You watch and see 
Beyond and within Fireworks
Sparkling lights glares
Beholding Lights of Beauty
Love of God everywhere

when You see Fire-lights
Sparkling within the night
Tis just like
God Beauty is given Inside
Behold beautiful Souls 
Whom within hearts
Fire-lights are Lit-Glow

In hopes that others
Shall see.come to Believe
God's Radiant Light
Given His Gift of Love
Only Through Our Savior
Jesus Christ...

Then whomsoever
Comes to Jesus
Fire-Lights of Love lit-within
Born-again.Free from their sin
God's Glorious Light
Shall Always Shine
Within Our Hearts.Souls.Minds

Awaiting for the Precious time
When Our Savior.Our Messiah
Comes to take Us home 
up High.within the Sky..

Behold.All Born-again Souls
Hearts on Fire-Lights Glow
As Radiant.Beautiful Love
Sparkling Star-bursts Lights

Showers of Glorious Love 
Radiant and Bright
As Jesus comes from Heavens 
Lights Bursting in Air
Souls together everywhere
Gether High in Sky.
Meeting Our Glorious Light
Our Savior. Jesus Christ

Come to Jesus
Beautiful Colors bursting of Love
 God's Beautiful gift

When time be
You then too.Be swept up.
born-again.Into Gods Eternal Light
Set Free.Fire-light lit
Stars Sparkling Lights

For God is the One 
that makes all things happen
God's Beautiful Glory
Sparkling Souls.

Be Watchful
As Souls Like Stars bursting in air
As Jesus comes.Like.through the Night
Holy Spirit of Love.non can compare
Shall No longer be here
For then Rapture..
Has Taken place
Whomsoever is born-again
Beholding God's Grace

Will be transformed 
Reborn.Sparking Love
Changed in Twinkling Light
Gone Home to be
With Jesus Christ
Our Glorious King
Everlasting Glorious Colors 
Pure Holy Light.Eternity

Come behold God’s Holy Light
As the Star Bursting through the night
Be Saved through God’s  Radiant Glorious Light 
                                                  Our Savior.Jesus Christ


Poem Details | by John Rhinem |
Categories: friendship, life, love, time

A Moment In Time....

Sleeping Beauties~ Moment in time....

As I reflected upon her picture; this fairytale revised ~

And how she disappeared so quickly

Yet but a passing vision before my eyes

Still not knowing, what it was about herself

Or why, her name kept resounding throughout my mind?!

For it seemed as though she had arisen out of nowhere

Amid this enchanting allurement, which had drawn me unto her soul ~

Trying to envision her, within my far away thoughts....

Knowing although, that it did not matter, in which way she shown?

Because it was her spirit that sparkled, her radiance unto me!

Listening to her voice; like the silver soothing waters, of a gently flowing stream

Her golden hair so glowing, as the rays of the rising sun

Tall and perfect; with a smile shining, like those of polished pearls

Eyes like transparent glass; bluer then the bluest skies

A touch as soft as the clouds; and her skin, as smooth as a virgins flower! 

And as my lashes blinked, once more, it was then, that I could see her there....

Like a goddess of all man's dreams she was, flawless ~

Mesmerizing, her brilliance; as an Angel when she did appear

As I bowed my head, and thought to myself, again

How never I would of believed, that she, would have been the one....

But as a phantom which passes within the shimmering night

Beyond, the frosted window pane of sight

Before I had awakened, she was silently and suddenly gone

Yet my eyes still glimmer at the thought, of how radiant she has become ~

While she dances away upon the waters of her moment

I know now, that her beauty and her soul, shall forever glisten

These portraits of her wonders, deep, inside of me

Her~Like the stars within the heavens....

"Tis better to have lived and loved, then, to have never loved at all"

Upon the stage of life; where she pirouettes like a princess

Whirling within the winds of Eden; gleaming gracefully, as she turns ~

Smiling, as I watch her now; thinking, who would have ever known!?

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Sleeping Beauty, revived, amid a moment in time....


Poem Details | by Kacie Ray |
Categories: poets,

Don't Fall In Love With A Poet

We are the generation
of discontinued imagination.
With our twisting words
you’ll drink in
desperately.
Our beautiful stories
spun from the nothingness.
Shadows of hope
glimmering in the distance.
Farfetched aspirations
that will never be reached.

We are the hopeless romantics
you all wish you could be.
We are amazing with words
yet terrible with people
We know what to say
and when
without missing a beat.
We are dreamers
and wishful thinkers
and procrastinators beyond belief.

We have hope
for things you
cannot fathom achieving.
We are desperate
for approval
yet hard to convince.
Destined for greatness
that will probably be missed
We are the socially anxious,
hopeful,
and descriptive
pessimists.
We are the ones
you wish you could be.

We are heartbreakers
because we are lost.
We are lonely
but happy.
So trust me when I say:
don’t fall in love
with a poet,
unless you are ready
to become one.


Poem Details | by Myah Schildknecht |
Categories: girlfriend-boyfriend, love, me, me,

Falling

You’ve got me hanging, On every word you say. I just keep praying, That you feel the same way. I hope this isn’t a trap, That would be crap. You seem different, But that’s been said before. I get the butterflies, All the time. Just waiting for your number, To be seen on the screen. You make me laugh, And you understand. You just see, What hasn’t been seen. I really want this to be more, More than you can think. Can’t you see? I’m falling. Can you catch me? I’m falling for you, It’s uncharted territory. I don’t know what to do. Tell me not to worry, And that you’re falling, too.


Poem Details | by tu tran |
Categories: love, poems, words,

WORDS

Words can be as deadly as a knife
It can penetrate straight through your heart
Bleed all the spirit right out of your life
Twists your mind and tear you apart

Words can bring you pain and sorrow
Weaken the spirits of today and tomorrow
Breaks your heart and squeeze your head
Leave you living yet leave you dead

But words of love from the very start
Can instill much happiness to your heart
Eased your pain and comfort your mind
Have you seeing yet have you blind


Poem Details | by John Rhinem |
Categories: faith, life, love, passionbooks, books,

"My, Beautiful *Star Light" ~

Seraphic, turbid waves in turgid waters; turning

Amid my spindrift Soul wherein loves tumult rages....

Crashing through this pulsing heart that knowingly craves her ~

Aneath these turquoise tides, which tear burnt pages?!

Washed upon the shore to feed the pyramids pyre

Torn from destined books carving ancient time....

Spirits chanting dreams while dancing in the fire

Captured by the flames of oranges burning; loves sublime ~

Sunrise, now gathering blue horizons to kiss the wrested nights

Waning heavens waving a million reflections left, glittering deep inside....

Astringent embers touching tranquility while as floating through the rougish sky

Seraphic, turbid waves in turgid waters still, only to subside!?

Torn from destined books carving ancient time; this 

My own Aphrodite...

~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~

...."My, Beautiful *Star Light" ~


Poem Details | by David Meade |
Categories: courage, death, love, memory, wisdom,

Dancing in the Rain -- ALS



Sitting in a house a home
Across from a husband and a wife

I look at her
Saddens fills the orbs of her dark eyes
Her breathing short shallow inhalations
Panic and fear waiting to pounce
My heart pleads for her be strong

I look at him
His eyes bright projecting confidence, love
Strapped into his wheelchair 
This once mighty man 
Is trapped in a body that betrayed him

I close my computer
Finished dreams shared
Hope and desires expressed
A way forward captured
Time for me to go

But the questions remain
Life    Death   Why?
Why him?  
His family?
Why?

I hear strokes on a keyboard
A mechanical voice vibrates from small speakers
“May I pray?”
This broken man is not done
I close my eyes feeling the moisture leaking out

“Greet each day with a smile”
“Dance in the rain” 
“Embrace love and rejoice”
“Be strong and fear not”
“There is victory over death”
“Life Eternal life!”

This broken man with the unbroken spirit
Is ministering to me, to his family
Dying but still concerned for the living
What an incredible love, a powerful faith
Living and dying well

Listening to his typing, I realize 
I have no power over the eternal questions
Of life  of death 
But God does
This limitation of my humanity is NOT
So I can wallow in despair – NO!
But so I can hope in God!

Thank-you my dear friend
I will never forget you
Your words of hope and love
Your faith
Dancing in the rain.


Note:  My friend died six months after this meeting.




David Meade
Love Generously
June 13, 2015  


Poem Details | by David Meade |
Categories: car, fear, love, mother, old,

Mother -- Come Home





Sitting with her now
       Watching 
How did she get so old?
       How did I get so old?
So many pills
       Green, blue, white, red, yellow, orange
All kinds of shapes
       Round, oval, oblong – big and small
A tackle box with markings
       Monday through Sunday

We talk and laugh then
       A knock on the door!
I’ll get it
      A police officer – young, clean shaven
As I open the door
      I jokingly yell  He’s here to arrest you mom!
Sir, I do need to speak with your mother
      What, Oh come in

MrsMeade, did you hit another car?
      Her face showed confusion, concern fear
With a trembling voice No officer,  I    dd i d        not
      I followed the young man to the garage
A scrape, red paint, a missing mirror
     My heart sank
Thinking to myself – is she lying?
     Or does she not realize what she has done?
Does it matter?
     The time has come 

As I hug this frail old woman
     Shoulders shaking, tears soaking my shirt
I whisper in her ear
    Do not fear everything will be OK I love you
Standing there I realized 
    Our roles had changed 
Come my darling 
    It is time for you to live with us
Happy Mother’s day
    I do love you! 









David Meade
May 10, 2015
Love Generously 


Poem Details | by Melissa Schwartz |
Categories: introspection, lost love, love,

In Forbearance

Where was I 
when repo men invaded,
possessed,
boxed me up within his cool heart
fragrant in its distaste of warmer climates?
You know,
climates governed by love.
(Daydreaming of knights, that's where.)

Now I have only so much patience remaining
for this slapstick brain-
a nasty reminder, the heckler of my heart,
what spews sensibility
when I simply yearn to err

And I scarcely have time to mourn
his devil's smile
leaving southward in moving vans
transporting my pieces
(all the valid ones)
with him
as I sit numbed,
next to climbing ivy poisoned by my disbelief,
broken
unpaid for.


Poem Details | by Nathan D. |
Categories: depression, fear, feelings, longing, lost love, love, love hurts,

As Comfortable As Possible

Closure eludes my clasp 
Love wilts, somehow lasts
The destination beyond my grasp

The dream decays day by day 
Your light, which never fades
Simply stopped shinning my way 

Castrating chains of second chair
Faithfull, I wither for you there 
Sucking stale stagnant air

Barely beating beneath my breast
My heart, now a hospice 
Gently lays it all to rest

Lightly felt faintly heard
Pumping, pain-numbing words
Its over…its over…   its over 


Poem Details | by David Meade |
Categories: love,

Earth Love

wrapped                                warmth
                in                sun
                      sweet
                                   sun 
                                             warmth



                                                           winds
kissed                                        the 
              and                     by
                        caressed 
                                         by  
                                                 the 
                                                           winds 
 

                                                                                      

                                                   us
earth                         beneath
                shakes 
                                 beneath 
                                                   us





Here it is again -- Tradition Style


                              wrapped in sweet sun warmth
                            kissed and caressed by the winds 
                                   earth shakes beneath us






David Meade
Live Generously
11/30/2014


Poem Details | by David Meade |
Categories: love,

Mold Me



                              break me  -- reform the old

                            prepare this vessel to receive

                                 the dew of your love









David Meade
11/16/2014
Live Generously


Poem Details | by John Rhinem |
Categories: hope, life, love, timebeautiful, beautiful, love,

The Forest Green....

As early dawns sunlight, of golden glass....

Now drips from the ambient forest of green

Showers of light reflected, from across the pond

Gazing amid the cabins threshold; these love laced thoughts

A nightingale lingering; singing atop the windows ledge
 
Faraway whispers, from the preludings winds of time....

Ushering these images, beyond the corridores of ones soul

Still waters resurgent; resplendent, upon the silverish blue

Alluvions resillence, painted in criterion before my eyes

Lavishly renewed colours, brushed gently this heart of mine....

Fireflies and butterflies, floating through the turquoise sky

Melodies atop this brilliant canvas', carousels of life ~

But, as the pendulums gravities of truth sway inside my mind

I find myself within a fortitude of ponder; fortified
 
By the realization that not all is fairytales and or, ice cream rides....

Pestilence of plights befalling millions and who's wrong or right?

Thus in the referendum of self, one must choose and decide

The ways of justice, balanced upon the scales of conscious

Betwixt the pabulums dividing lines of love and hate?

And a poet writes....

Peering across the pond unto the other side

Beautiful faces beautiful eyes, beautiful hearts and beautiful lives

Red Robins sing and White Swans they fly ~

Embracing them all; this knowing; these treasures inside!?

~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~

The forest green....
                   


Poem Details | by Paul Callus |
Categories: love, rain, water,

Pluviophile

I am not a rain dog
With my tail between my legs
Dying to run home in haste
Away from showers that gradually increase 
And then come pounding heavily down 
Like sheets of splintered pearly glass 

I am not a loner
Who leads a wasted life
On doorsteps sharing aching pain
With others who live rough
Deprived of warmth and comfort

I am a lover
I inhale the smell
Enjoy the caressing feel
Of seductive teasing raindrops 

They fall around
With sweetest sound
Passionate the call

It echoes
I hear

water 


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16th October, 2014
Contest: "I do not know"
Sponsor: Andrea Dietrich
Placed: 4th


Poem Details | by John Rhinem |
Categories: love, passion, space, travel,

Strawberries And Cream

Daybreak slipping through these champagne curtains

Red silk; twined aneath crimsons sheets; awakening....

This afterglows mornings dew; her wet moist kisses 

Soft sunrise and whom can deny such love; about her

Kittens den; purrr; feed me this need of your heavenly

Breed; cranberry breast amid sweet sublime; suckling

Her thirsting poetics child; a virgins verse as capturing

Venus aside strokes swirling atop sanguines canvas....

Splashed in maroons colours of a daybreak; pink silk 

Aneath sheets slipping through tomorrows champagne 

Curtains parting their purrring; brushing this her beauty 

Within a moist dews afterglow; intoxicatings sweet, wet

*********************************************

...."Red Rums Kiss * 'Strawberries And Cream'" ~