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I want to touch your life
and leave a mark ...
... a deep impression ...
So you will think of me
and of my smile ...
... my sweet expression ...
I long to touch your life
and leave a sign ...
... a warm inscription ...
So you will care for me
and keep in mind ...
... a clear description ...
I need to touch your life
and leave a joy ..,.
... an inspiration ...
So you will love me soon
in reality ...
... not imagination ...
*For S.K.A.T.'s give it to me straight contest ...
Poet Destroyer A
beautiful, desire, imagination, soulmate, visionary,
Frozen flames pressed
between each page;
suddenly, I felt each passing note.
The painting on the wall began to breathe
gently the same colors repeated life.
I was so close; I felt every vibration
and there underneath the gloom,
the roof let in the luminance of the moon.
A memory unfolded while I held your hand,
repainting our years, a devoted love
at the heart of everything. Steam is drawn
from our hands. The canvas,
the beautiful canvas, tied by solid green-gold.
Flames-brushed each wall as ageing you and I.
In perfect harmony. TOGETHER
When we were young we loved our fairy tales
A frog could be a prince with just one kiss
Each cloud, a boat where dreamers could set sail
Imagination was the great abyss
Too soon we grew and lost our innocence
Found out that swords are never pulled from stones
That dreams come true but only with expense
And happy ever after's come and gone
Yet some of us still wish upon a star
Believe that rainbows come with pots of gold
Reality is life for most comes hard
And love like water runs both hot and cold
Like you I wish that fairy tales came true
But grown ups know they very seldom do
by Daniel Turner
what do you dream of when you go to sleep at night
where do you fly to when you turn off the light
hours of travel all alone in your mind
tell me there what it is you find
together in our wake
i long for a retake
when we kiss under the heavens
i know i'm rolling all sevens
who is it that you meet in the darkness of your sleep
just you two lit by moonbeams in the ocean deep
does he look anything like me
who is he then your fantasy
i hate to invade your privacy
your dreamworld is yours to see
but in the freedom of your imagination
am i your choice in a world void of caution
September 14 2016 MY
Love neither gives or takes but from itself.
Be not wiled by fantasies of arrogance.
Take no more than is offered by yourself.
Leave nothing trapped in tortured irrelevance.
Seek not a barter for desires that sue your heart.
Worthiness is the only tender that comes due.
Suffer willingly the melody of pain it may impart.
Bleed joyfully from the wounds that will ensue.
As tree branches lift their hopes towards Heaven's door,
hands together reaching higher than alone will seek
heights that love's imagination most beautifully implores
that from a poets words unending ecstasy must speak.
Whatever you desire your life to be,
may loves reflection be all you see
beauty, emotions, feelings, imagery, love hurts, music, passion,
Callused fingers press vibrating strings
drawing passion from a violin.
And with burnished wood snug to his cheek
the violinist plays from its heart.
Subtle vibes saturate my being
as crying strings elicit feelings.
And expounding on love’s betrayal
music stirs the imagination.
His bow hangs like a lingering kiss
savoring the taste of ecstasy.
And then with tears trickling down his cheek
he unleashes unbridled fervor.
Experiencing pangs of rapture
sound slips the bonds of reality.
And as each note penetrates my heart
it ignites flames of fire and passion.
beach, beautiful, imagery, imagination, innocence, love, romantic,
Cascading waves wash ashore
tickling our toes as we stroll.
set a thousand jewels sparkling...
upon the shoal.
Smiles summon sweet emotions
as we walk upon the beach
hand in hand
under a starry sky...
to build castles in the sand.
Romantic sparks ignite flames of passion
by a tranquil sea,
and fledgling souls unite
Hopes and tears
define the essence of living.
And yet love offers a joy
reserved for fantasies
Agony and ecstasy meld
to greet each hungry kiss.
And consumed by desire
we've never felt a love...
quite like this!
Poet Destroyer A
beauty, care, creation, imagination, inspiration, lonely, love hurts, metaphor, nature, rain, sad love, september,
She writes about Fall's beauty in the rain
The falling raindrops' dance ascribing thence
Bespoken verse that lightens her refrain
before the time they met - her steps commence.
She listens to the soft and rhythmic thrum,
her love turned to escape and cloudy string
Where nimbus mistletoe fell, tears to become
Their kiss of Autumn was symbolic ring.
The first light cotton mists with summer rays
While skyward cheerful laughs adorn the land,
their ceremonial dance diffuses grays,
affectionate embrace, where dreams expand.
Upon September's sky the raindrops gleam
With half of hidden Sun to laugh and beam.
emotions, feelings, hope, hurt, imagery, love hurts,
Love is but an illusion
a mixture of lies and truth.
And non-responsive to dreams
or expectations of youth.
Through anguish and frustration
bravado falters and slips.
And yet in your fantasies
passion drips from wanton lips.
Hope courts imagination
summoning a dreamy smile.
And you find your private place
where you go once in a while.
You yearn for a soul mate with
whom to share your existence.
And you continue to look
with undying persistence.
You fall in and out of love
with the ghosts of yesterday.
And yet feigning happiness
pretend everything's okay.
James Marshall Goff
Grandpa's Fishing Hat
hope and joy
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ties I don't wear
family heirloom recipes
suits I try not to wear
my Children's love
....... Jesus Christ
art, beauty, imagination, introspection, longing,
I am a lady
In a white dress
My desire only to be softly caressed
So I take my paint brush, and delinquently paint
My face that pleads let love become quaint
I confess to my brushes
Let a man stroke me
With eloquence and grace
As he gazes into the love on my face
La fenêtre you see that I paint so clear
You have to climb in through it
To hold me so dear
Can you not see into my soft sad lonely eyes?
I desire myself
Wrapped inside of you
I shall paint forever
That never existed
beautiful, beauty, introspection,
When it’s quiet, I’m alone and nobody can see,
I withdraw to the world I invent,
Where my thoughts are my own, nobody will judge,
And I breathe my own little lament.
I’m safe on this raft, this raft of my truth,
My truth where I’m no longer blind.
Where everything’s real, as real as the wind,
The wind blowing around in my mind.
My eyes are shut tight, all entry is locked,
My ears only hear the silence of dry,
And my mind wonders, to the edge of the world,
And tiptoes on the clouds in the sky.
I love when it’s quiet and I’m alone in my head,
And I can love all there is in my heart,
And appreciate all that I ever will be,
And exist in an imagination of art.
12th grade, beautiful, character, feelings, how i feel, imagery, imagination,
Sketch the sunset leaving today behind
sinking in the footsteps of yesterday.
And feel the ripple of all life combined
empty your thoughts, take all but love away.
Emblazon upon your mind, blue of sky
gilded by the golden hue of sunrise.
And capture a shooting star zipping by
watching its beauty materialize.
Blend the yellow of a buttercup's glow
with the flickering flash of firefly lights.
And walk the Earth, yet let no footprint show
respecting life by honoring its rights.
Mix well, until presumptions fall apart
and thus reveal the color of my heart.
Dec. 1, 2018
Colour of my heart Poetry Contest
Sponsored by: John Hamilton
fantasy, imagination, loss
Hardened solid is the clay
That shapes the way I am today
I dream escape from endless grief
Restoring child-like belief
Experience has made me cold
Stolen who I was before
Left behind half of a whole
Changed the essence of my core
I wish to dance in brilliant light
Cleanse my soul with gentle rain
Slumber sound in dark of night
At dawn awaken without pain
Soar up high in skies above
Gaze down upon meadows green
To once again believe in love
To have faith in things unseen
Memories that formed the clay
Although impossible to do
Will them all to melt away
And live the bliss that I once knew
death, faith, imagination, lost love, love, nature, on writing and words, philosophy, sea, seasons, song-time,
Now my tendrilled soul,
Has found its pergola-- Christ--
To wind its way up....
JSLambert Mister ROBOTO
allegory, fantasy, father, funny, girlfriend-boyfriend, happiness, health, hope, husband, imagination, life, love, passion, people, places, romance, social, wife,
There once was a man from Niagara
whose wiener's so long it would stab ya'
but when it got little
his pills became skittles
until he O.D.'d on Viagra
© ~JSLambert 2011*****A classic "stiff" competitor, standing "firm" amongst other "members" in the "thick" of the competition:) hope everyone gets "a rise" out of it!
beauty, love, lust, sexy,
I am the sultry silence
of your dreams
feel my warm breath
slither down your throat
across your chest
feel my transparent tongue...
We rage the erotic battle
I feel your pulse race
my fingers of flame
caress all that is yours
I am your imagination
arching above your feminine form
I sink slowly into you...
Just so you know my love
you will never be able
to shake me from your dreams
I will seduce you to a place
beyond mere thoughts and words
tonight, dream of us...
angst, daughter, death, depression, devotion, family, fantasy, imagination, love, mother, sad, dark, dark, rose,
Once bloomed a rose so young and fair
With dark brown eyes and long black hair
Beside her be a tall dark tree
Whose branches stretch to smother thee
Too close beside the shadowy bark
That soon begins to leave its mark
She cries for help, but none shall hear
Her thorns too sharp, who’d dare go near?
To save this rose, who’d risk their life?
With naught to gain but pain and strife
Alone, afraid, she lays to rest
Her heart beats low inside her chest
And with the hour growing near
She sheds her final grieving tear
And so the rose soon falls asunder
Her final day, eternal slumber
She lies beside the old dark tree
The only one who mourns for thee
devotion, fantasy, friendship, happiness, imagination, inspirational, introspection, life, love, nature, passion, people, philosophy, romancebeauty, beauty, fear,
You are the wild flower in my palm
With no stem to keep you anchored to this covetous earth
You are the fragile thing I dare not cup,
As your petals whittle away under the wind
And flit unfettered in the air;
Exaggerated fear leaves my fingers numb
Hungry need leaves my fingers twitching
And my hand is paralyzed by turmoil
As every breath of wind takes another petal from me
And brings to my lungs, my chest and my heart
An overwhelming scent of need-
You are the wild beauty in my palm
And I dare not hold you to my chest
For I fear to crush you
To know first hand
That caged beauty, is beauty no more.
I lay my head upon the softness of its mane
My white charger, no knight for a swain
as I am the gallant rider looking for love.
Riding the green valleys with mountains above,
looking for hope in natures fertile plain
A dream, a carousel of tears and pain
With bobbing horses making a colourful train
Flying above a sure sign of hope, a dove
I lay my head
Imagination in play as I search in vain
Why from happiness must I abstain
My empty heart crying out to those above
Praying each night, please bring me love
Grabbing a handful of the silky white mane
I lay my head
The summer sky is such a pretty blue
above us, looking like a tranquil sea..
There are not many clouds except a few.
Up there with you is where I’d love to be!
I picture us both soaring to the sky
into that oceanic blue expanse;
above the clouds is where we ought to fly,
where, like two joyful angels, we would dance!
We’d spin about as if our feet had wings
that lightly touched on an unparalleled
softness! And in my imaginings,
I see us there with happiness unquelled.
Removed at last from earthly cares and crowds,
we’d stay in cool blue sky above the clouds.
Once again the sun fades into the distant sky
I gaze up at the stars to imagine the twinkle in your eye
Though a sunset for me, is a sunrise for you
It's at this time each day my heart is feeling blue
Together are hearts are one, yet half a world apart
I know that shooting star is filled with love from within your heart
With a full moon slowly rising overhead into the nights sky
May it be a sunrise of beauty for you, as it kisses the morning sky
Stardust drench me with dreams tonight
fill this heart with heavenly lights
when the world is deep asleep
lonely hearts which love to weep
sprinkle your dreams on them all
wrap their pains with your bright shawl
stardust drench me with dreams tonight
fill this heart with heavenly lights
Date--14th July 2013
Contest--STARDUST IN AN OCTELLE
Octelle---the syllable count structure for this verse is:
8, 8, 7, 7, 7, 7, 8, 8
rhyme scheme is aa/bb/cc/aa... the first two lines and the last two lines are identical.
© kash poet (kashinath karmakar)
fantasy, fun, imagination, metaphor,
Inside an inkwell, lives a fairy tale
A classic, filled with love and misery
Where," Once upon a time" has long set sail
And "happy ever after's" yet to be
It's plot, a knight, once schooled in chivalry
His quest for love, the dragons he has slain
From Crusades 'round the world to frippery
The jousts with Father Time who drew disdain
Yet deep inside is where brave knight remains
A lifetime of adventures, good and bad
The love he searches for, still unobtained
Still finding peace, his "grail" this Gallahad
Perhaps, I'll buy a quill one of these days
Release Sir Knight and legends of his ways
by Daniel Turner
Spenserian sonnet abab bcbc cdcd ee
A. W. Nutter
Your beauty greets me in the morning
To your temptations none are immune
Like life, our time together is fleeting
So I visit daily to bask in your perfume
None can compare to your fragrance
Which enhances the hot summer air
Causing thoughts of love and romance
Enjoying the company of maidens fair
Occasionally your dark side emerges
Inflicting pain, by your barbs and thorns
It's always my fault, I hold no grudges
I should never grab you by your horn’s
No other flower has enjoyed the attention
Of poets and lovers, and those in mourning
The versatile Rose is used for every occasion
To express our deepest sentiments and feelings