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Poem Details | by Poet Destroyer A |
Categories: addiction, beauty, cute love, devotion, inspiration, poets, write,

PLAGIARIZING

"Mine all Mine!"

A thief I long to be
Your eyes original like the moon and sea

A lover in the world............
An Anthology, you walk and talk like the word "AMOR."

The words you send, I nicely tuck under my pillow
Every note every line you left behind 
I memorized till they became all mine
Word-for-word, 
Unauthorized I scrape the concrete calluses off the tongue
Pirating the perfect dramatic monolog look,
Basking through the passage around your Bio, 
Lost in the musky scent -around the sonnet of your aura light 
Epic enough, I reach inside to feel every idyllic rhyme
A strong iambic meter curse, conjuring up the perfect verse
In you I lift a copy paste from your lips, 
No need to credit the sources in your bliss
The sweetest undamaged sensual memorandum book
A moment I stole and sealed without copyright proof

My dearest Poet, 
When you move across the room
I see a thousand arrows that follow from behind, 
Indulged when you speak and point out a verse per verse
I am a victim pampered by your words,
Sponging every line, adding them to my crib notes 
Improved wordplay that infringed my everyday diary
A haiku so tangible, it sets the perfect images in my dream,
Hypnotize after I read your first love poem
A printed feeling--
Borrowed from the sun

pd


Poem Details | by Olive Eloisa Guillermo - Fraser |
Categories: inspiration, life, love, relationship, romance, soulmate, sweet,

ONLY EVER WITH YOU

O N L Y E V E R W I T H Y O U Only ever with you, I love to have and hold into the circle of your arms, I'll unfold; into your blue eyes' greeting shine, my gold; only ever with you, I yearn to grow old... Only ever with you I can write rhymes as such for you bring my muse from dust to dash, to hush Only ever with you my being wants to attach as first step already taken to our primrose path Only ever with you, tips dance linger to cherry lips Slow summer hands will roam vast to wonderland Whence pearl white peel smooches chocolate skin only ever with you, heartbeats climbs a boiling point Stars and moon may leave the dark skies yet, one look at the gleam of your blue eyes day and night, I see the rising sunrise. Only ever with you, I will dive to lows or heights for only ever with you, I'll plunge to infinity. Prayers plea asking blessings from Divinity to tie two hearts and two souls in sole unity. Mindless to whatever is there in humanity Only ever with you... _______________________________________________ POEM OF THE DAY -- February 27, 2015 ©OEGuillermo 5:32 pm, February 26, 2015


Poem Details | by Sunshine Smile |
Categories: celebration, christmas, december, inspiration, jesus, religious, tribute,

- Peace, Love, and Gods Greatest Gift -




The mellifluous musical tones of the village bells

Echoing chimes over the cold snowcapped mountains

Both finding their way to people in the valley below

Christmas songs — let your spirit sing freely and loudly

Welcoming the Birth of Our Savior and Baby King

Who so charms the Angels on High and God Himself

On this night, The Star was so beautiful, clear, and shiny

Crisp and so crystal-bright, centered above and beyond

Reflecting now the Lord God’s most divine and holy light

There is real magic in the night air as Heaven rejoices aloud

The child and the infant’s divine soul breathe life now intently

Fulfilling truly God’s very promise and His hope to Mankind

Keep this Christmas spirit — share it with others near and far

Grace filled with good tidings as we dance on wings of joy

We all now celebrate in great happiness, love, and kindness

Christmas is forever — and you must never ever close this door

Faith always enters, carrying His guiding torch high and proud

And encouraging Man every step of the way on his long journey

Even in a simple cradle where the Baby Jesus so innocently lay

Heaven doth bathe His cradle with the warmest rays of divine light

Bespeaking the heavenly beauty, joy, and wonder of Our Savior

Amazing peace makes a lovely gift, I wish for all of us to have

As new life blossoms, wrapped in petals of an immaculate heart

God’s holy blessing, love, and intention are clear for all to see

That Holy Night the Angels entire sang mirthfully on Christmas Eve

Praising Almighty Lord God in Heaven on the birth of His only son

The Angels’ paeans echoed in their divine beauty across the Universe

To bring peace now, glowing with your love, is His divine intention

Rejoicing in God’s Greatest Gift to Mankind who was born in a manger

Destined to become Our Most Holy and Divine Savior — Amen! Amen!






Anne-Lise Andresen, Liam McDaid, and Gary Bateman
A Collaborated Poem, Copyright © All Rights Reserved
December 1, 2015 (Unrhymed Tercet)


Poem Details | by Poet Destroyer A |
Categories: beauty, color, deep, devotion, happiness, i love you, inspiration, world,

Eyes of Kaleidoscope

Kaleidoscope eyes

A universe of change
Round and round I go 
Unfolding-
My spirit of envy and gold,
The nascence of a new stone
Hazel room, vibrant lilac sky, 
Deep orange haze in a tender place 
Arms of sapphire and cornflower blue
Fuchsia beauty drip 
All colors drifted-
The first day we met
Visions of dark slate-gray
Fade away
Firing up the new age gem
Turning and creating different stars
Magic mint skies
White antique petals follow the current of air
Opal dreams, clouds embedded with impurity
My heartbeat produces flashing colors 
The palest amethyst bluebonnet forever fields
Flawless tear drop streams
Diamond shaped love
Ruby red promises to keep 
Flowing into the deep
Every color spins new
The day I fell in love with you
Peridot lime green tint 
A love as old and gray
Olive brownish sun
Honeydew skin
Our future, deeper than aquamarine 
Every day you turn fresh new seasons in me
Changing the sequence in my colors and effect

Kaleidoscope Eyes
Reflect by the mirrors of you
Crystallizing everything

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Poem Details | by Silent One |
Categories: inspiration, love,

Hero

In a world where hearts ignore compassionate cries. Acts of kindness become rare, so empathy dies. As human nature loses the skill to listen, his mission is to help every smile to glisten. He needs no theme song to introduce his name, nor has a desire to reach Hollywood fame. No x-ray vision nor bionic power, he can't read minds nor move the Eiffel tower. His tongue is an olive branch forming peaceful words, most beautiful soul whose heart can conquer swords. When sorrow calls and heartache leaves the mind in knots, his sincere voice will calm those tormented thoughts. The tenderness of his fingertips will soothe dark scars, as the heart heals, it will illuminate like stars. He sees no difference between a dove or pigeon, his humble heart spreads love like a religion. He is not the sandman, but he can help bring dreams, he has no halo, but his love flows like streams. His life is like a cherry blossom bud full of grace, a butterfly who doesn't belong in this place. In his quest he sacrifices his own pain, aware his emotions are like sandcastles in rain. He knows death awaits, but his empathy bleeds, continuing to inspire, ignoring his own needs. The Silent One 18 November 2017
Example for HERO contest


Poem Details | by Maurice Yvonne |
Categories: beauty, celebration, character, creation, heart, inspiration, love,

A Glimpse

guilty as charged i stole it tall every consonant every vowel every word every sentence plagiarized the ocean in its unique shades of blues and greens combined and blended to create its very own colour a tint i call ocean brave covered in water topped off in water surrounded by water immersed in water stunning the ocean plagiarized the beach in unique shades of beiges and whites combined and blended to create a brand new fabric they call it whiskey white a trillion grains parts unknown the total sum of all unified to act as one the beach plagiarized the cloud in unique shades of this and that combined and blended to create mystery spin the wheel if you wish a blank pallet- blush a perfectly complex complexion- luminous coloured in soft and titillating to the touch- pigment oh the touch- intense light as air immaculate the cloud plagiarized the living in unique shades of everything combined and blended to create a cornucopia of finishes, stains combined and blended the world of the living with all its bells and whistles the unmitigated the undisputed overall the living plagiarized guilty as charged i stole it all every consonant every vowel every word every sentence everything i see i feel i invent i write everything plagiarized from just a glimpse of you i am wonderfully, joyfully sick in love and you are everything i do guilty as charged all of it plagiarized
With Lots Of Love Always, armand


Poem Details | by Gregory R Barden |
Categories: analogy, inspiration, love, metaphor, muse, music,

My Melodious Muse

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                                       Sensitively
                                       I hold YOU
                               [ in my arms so very ]
                                       tenderly, as
                               [ if an extension from ]
                                       my very own
                               [ being the supple and ]
                                       lithe  form of
                                         your body,
                                          my muse.
                                          I am as a
                                          kid again-
                                          alive  with 
                                          the glows
                                          of being in
                                          the  midst
                                          of your so
                                          sweet and
                                          m elodious
                                          c om pa ny
                                          as free and
                                          com pletely
                                          joyous as I
                                          h a ve  ever
                                          been  in my
                                          whole entire
                                          existence 'til
                                          now - totally
                                          drenched  in
                                          plenitudeSo
                                          whenever I'm
                                          joined in your
                                          aspect, all the
                                          soft  curves of
                                          your fine torso
                                          r e sonate with
                                          m y thoughtful
                                          intents and wild
                                          imaginingsYou
                                          are naught with
                                       -out my deft caress,
                           and I, empty and incomplete without
                   you, yet together we create a harmony, pure, the
             articulation of sublime revelation.an utterance of divine,
       inspired creativity, a dance                     of improvisation and revel
    -ry, melodic wonderment,                               unified and conciseWe
   endeavor to find  our em                                -pyreal song, to  thus be-
  come one, stealing silence,                                 lullsI  gently  caress your
  neck  with resolve, manipu-                               late you with my dutiful and
  competent hands,  each  fin-                           ger with its own very resolute
  course, attending your whispers                 with appreciation, and longing to
   hear the moans and sighs of your sweet voice and affect..the coy result of
      our purposeful, energetic joinings, are your soulful, rare and resonating
         arias - the final and fitting example of all we realize in each other.all
             we create in our requisite energiesI remember back to the very
                first time that we met, you with your brightly colored trap-
                  pings and shiny baubles, the strength of your supple
                  shape rippling with lines of poetic perfection, you took
                 my very breath away! Oh, I had seen others of your ilk
              been with others who spoke with  similar lilt, but none that
         pulled the breath instantly from my lungs, none who made me qui
    -ver with anticipation, to touch you, run my hands over your ample con
  -tours, to hear you whisper a sultry voice to the tympans of my ears - such
 ecstasy I imagined.and ecstasy it WAS! I had watched you from afar for so
long.dreaming, never really expecting you'd ever be mine, but that day I fin-
ally knew - knew I'd hold you, touch you, love you, make YOU tremble, the way
you had me! I would finally get to inhale the sweet, earthy fragrance of your so-
smooth, unblemished flesh, finally know the completeness and exquisite joys of
cradling you in my arms! And oh the beautiful things we have realized and done
 together. what incredible music we have made! Our spirits always united as
  one, moving, sighing, creating every sublimated harmonic expression that we
   can imagine, and always together, always joined by a magic thus unequaled,
     always bound by the song of life, and the voice of the heavens! You shall
       be mine forever, my Sweet Lady, and I mean to hold you and love you
         until both of us can sing no more! Until the very skies no longer can
            vibrate with the musings of nature - until the weep of the even's
                clouds dries up and turns to dust.until the roaring beat
                     of thunder no longer shakes the ground.until the
                         gods themselves wipe the constellations from
                               the sky - this I pledge to you, my love
                                        and my agency of art, my
                                                      guitar.




August 24, 2018


Poem Details | by Susan Ashley |
Categories: forgiveness, freedom, growth, humanity, inspiration, love, spiritual,

The Gifts Of The Fourth Chakra



Wild spirit - I cherished you tender within my halo of prana careful not to hurt you as I worked to set you free using peaceful hands in harmony with my heart-song I beheld your fragile form of freedom lost as your panicked eyes pleaded release.. and in those precious and few sacred moments - I felt you relinquish your fight or flight to my mission of mildness... a unifying lesson of love befell us that day and when again you flew on turquoise wings through reflective silver winds - you elevated in mindful mercy to compassionate heights in revered reverberations.. gratified to be as one with the universe - reborn in your new found freedom ~ Susan Ashley October 7, 2018 _________________________ *For the purpose of this poem, I use the emotional elements of the fourth chakraThe fourth chakra refers to love and self-acceptance, the ability to give and receive love freely and feeling connected with the universe as a wholeAlso referred to as the heart chakra, it is associated with the healing energy of love and is regarded as the center of compassionA balanced heart chakra is considered to be a wellspring of inner happiness and peace.* *I use the color turquoise to represent a dynamic energy of self-love/acceptance/forgiveness, growth, humanism, inner peace and healing.* *I use the color silver to represent a cleansing element for one’s spirit, a mirror for the soul and a letting go of negative energyAlso, as a vehicle in seeking deeper truth and compassionate understanding to enhance one’s sense of altruism and to achieve a state of perfect balance and harmony in body, mind and spirit.*


Poem Details | by Sandra Haight |
Categories: faith, hope, inspiration, love,

Listen With Your Heart

Listen With Your Heart Listen, my fellow dreamers, But listen with your heart, And hear the silent music of which we're all a part. Cover your ears, my dreamers, Lest the worldly tunes drown out The inner magic symphonies of what life's all about. Listen, listen, listen, And hear the song of Love; It's echoing within you, outside, beneath, above. It's playing in the meadow And in the city street; Resounding in your friendships and the stranger that you meet. Listen, listen, listen, To the symphony of Hope; Its crescendo's growing louder to help you grasp and cope. It's drowning out the concert Of trouble and of strife; Just close your ears and listen to this melody of life. Listen, listen, listen, To Faith's unending song; There's magic in its music to make and keep you strong. Feel the mighty power, It's flowing through your soul. Its tune will conquer mountains and fulfill your every goal. Listen, listen, listen, But listen with your heart, And hear the silent music, of which we're all a part. Sandra MHaight
~3rd Place~ Premiere Contest: Marathon Mile 12 Sponsor: Mark Toney Judged: 01/26/2019 Listen With Your Heart ~1st Place~ Contest: Life ~ Premiere Contest Sponsor: Janis Thompson Judged: 05/15/2016 ~1st Place~ Contest: Simply Beautiful Sponsor: Kelly Deschler Judged: 04/05/2015


Poem Details | by Lynn Marie |
Categories: beautiful, devotion, happiness, inspiration, life, love, nostalgia, passion, spiritual, wedding,

Love Is

Love is a rainbow mirrored in the sky
Its free, its beautiful and tells no lies

A gleaming reflection
Upon the still of a pond
The dewy mist on a freshly cut lawn

Love is a sanctuary for our innermost fears
A tiny capsule to hold all of our tears

A symbol of beauty, rare to be found
Its strength and convictions
Knows no bounds

Love is the touch of our first newborn
So soft, so delicate, so easy to adore

An unconditional consenting of souls
An awareness, a spirit, unique to its own

Love soothes and heals though cannot be bought
An eternal commitment so widely sought

Love is a truth and blossoms for few
A necessity of life, a uniting of hearts
A palette so stunning, so beautiful and new

Love is how I feel for you.


Poem Details | by Akkina Downing |
Categories: happy, inspiration, love,

LOVE

Love
Love is a thing

You can't see it nor can you touch it
But you sure can see and feel its effect

A deep affection that fills you joyfully 
You are drunk on happiness

It's always understanding 
To accept the good, the bad, and the weak

It has no cultural condition 
It sees no boundary nor race

It's fearless and flawless 
It just flows limitlessly 

It's God's love
Nailed to the cross for you and me

It's in you and me 
It's I love you and you and you and God

I am drunk on happiness 
Because HE loves me unconditionally 

      Smile 

  Akkina R Downing
      6-9-17


Poem Details | by Sunshine Shine |
Categories: abuse, courage, deep, heart, inspiration, love, poetry,

Roar

Just because she roars
Doesn't mean she doesn't feel 
You don't know her ordeal
Stop and think before you squeall
You don't know what she has to conceal 
You couldn't possibly know how she feels

She hasn't made any deals
She tries to be real
And Before you appeal 
You should love her enough to let her heal



 


Poem Details | by Poet Destroyer A |
Categories: beauty, care, creation, imagination, inspiration, lonely, love hurts, metaphor, nature, rain, sad love, september,

Gentle Summer Rain

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.



--------- 8-29-13


Poem Details | by Kevin C. Martin |
Categories: christian, courage, cry, dream, faith, fear, god, heaven, hope, how i feel, i love you, inspiration, inspirational, introspection, jesus, life, loneliness, lonely, lost, love, pain, peace, religion, religious, teen, teenage, thank you, thanks, thanksgiving, youth,

Lonely Dreams

I never knew following dreams could be this lonely,
But up on the hill, looking back, thank God I'm not the old me.
If the tears will fall, let them be;
I believe this is God's plan, follow your dreams.


Poem Details | by Rhonda Johnson-Saunders |
Categories: faith, imagery, inspiration, jesus, love,

An Open Window


I watch this world pass by, miracle after miracle, overcome with thoughts of life and death - heated in a buttery sky; the air melts into far corners, farther than my eyes can see Faster, this world spins into eternity, faith, and possibilities. An open window becomes a gate to step through, a starting place - as a bluebird dips in the birdbath, squirrels scurry across green grass, a blue horizon darkens like a memory Those who hurriedly pass by feign contentment with plastic smiles, earbuds, cell phones, a false sense of purpose I feel content, at peace, and yet, I ache for more - a yearning from deep within. I feel it wash over my skin Cars drive by, everyone’s going somewhere, but not II sit here…I watch. I whisper a short prayer for a friend, I remain silent with His answer – patience…all will work out in time; head bowed, I pray for His healing hands to touch meIn my father’s arms, I am comforted and whole. I am who He sees… sunlight traces storm clouds painting rainbows over shadowed trees, a beautiful canopy His love flows through me, pouring out at Calvary. In the afternoon rain, I see each drop of blood. A choir of clouds congregate. I hear their worship song. I see a crown of thorns around them. I feel the weight of the cross He struggles to carry. Mangos fall with the rain from a shaken tree, then lay bruised on limp, wet leaves; flies begin to swarm around them; following the clouds trajectory, I envision more than I can bear - His slashed skin and mangled bones flash before my eyes With hands nailed, He's hung on the cross in shame and suffering; every labored breath taken until death for an ungrateful world… my soul seems to understand what I cannot grasp…all of this, He did for me….and you. Love becomes more than a word, a blessing becomes more than a concept. I sit at my window unnoticed; I watch the world pass by - every leaf, pebble, bird, raindrop and new life, I see, like a child with a loving father, a miracle…


Poem Details | by Sandra Haight |
Categories: inspiration, love,

Shadow Puppets


Once, side by side, they walked the moonlit beach
in silence, each alone and incomplete
in detached worlds, joined only by the reach
of tiny, lapping waves upon their feet.
As silver beams of moonlight iced the ground
and blotted out the warmth of sandy gold,
the warmth of humanness was hidden, bound
beneath blind souls, that shivered in the cold.

Yet on the sand, their shadows danced along—
a silhouetted couple synchronized
in motion…forms united, clear and strong
against the blankness which the moon devised.

Dark shadow puppets sparked romantic light—
gave living souls new vision in their night.


Sandra MHaight

~8th Place~
Premiere Contest: Silhouette
Sponsor: Craig Cornish
Judged: 09/16/2017

Shadow Puppets
~7th Place~
Premiere Contest: Mid-June
Sponsor: Brian Strand
Judged: 06/15/2017


Poem Details | by Gary Bateman |
Categories: angel, beautiful, god, heaven, inspiration, love, symbolism,

Angel in the Clouds

Angel in the Clouds

Sometimes you look up to the sky
And maybe you can find
In a large bank of clouds
The face and figure of an angel with wings
Who’s looking down on you.

It may be someone
You knew from the past
Who went to Heaven a long time ago.

And maybe that angel appears here now for you
Just to say “Hello”
And to make this moment very special

You feel an enchantment in your heart
And sense a soft tingling on your cheek

As if a kiss was placed there by this angel
With an encouraging touch on your shoulder
Giving you a wondrously warm feeling inside.

With this magical moment as you’re touched
By this angel 

You realize this angel loves you very much
And just came by to look after you
And to send you a joyous blessing
Right from Heaven—personally to you!

Amen.

Gary Bateman and Ingrid Krukenberg-Bateman
Copyright © All Rights Reserved
May 17, 2017 (Free Verse)


Poem Details | by arthur vaso |
Categories: art, humanity, inspiration, love, pain, philosophy,

The Hand of Love

The night air flowed over my breath
The covers not quite keeping me warm
Dreams caressing my past
My lover whispers in my ear

Sweet words, with her loving touch
Times long ago, where tenderness would flow
Her perfume flys away with the wind
Happy days my only true possessions

ahhh but love is not as it once was
Age makes the windmill turn slower
My lover caressing my pain
Raindrops falling, aroused in the wet rain
She my life, now I live with thoughts inane

Shivering, 
She releases me from both pleasure and pain
Dreams of her splatter all over on top
My cover only a cardboard box
Wet from the weather
in the alley where I sleep

At dawn, there is a sharp pain in my rib
"out your bum, get the hell away"
Kicked and bruised I grab what I can
All I can think of is to run run run

Limping, onwards to the park
I feel a firm hand take hold of me
Stop young man, its raining cant you see?
Shocked I try to escape, fear invades me

In a softer tone the man says
Come with me son, out of the rain
The shelter is over there, close to your park
A warm meal, and and fresh bath will do you good

Father O'Brien pats the new one Davey on the back
Welcome son, here's a book if you care to read
Davey still in skeptical mode, being treated as human
Father O'Brien see this in his heavy eyes
He looks at Davey and whispers
I was once you, you see

The hand of love
Can mend a thousand hearts
When like the seeds of blooming flowers
We spread the love we were handed


Poem Details | by James Kelley |
Categories: emotions, immigration, inspiration, language, life, love, uplifting,

Language Barrier

I couldn’t understand the language she spoke,

at least not all of it,

but the emotion pouring past her lips, 

the tears in her eyes, her clenched and shaking fists

enunciated more clearly,

than any piece of English Poetry I had ever read,

and grabbed me, held me still.

                   …In that moment, her soul was in my arms.

In that finite, tender breath of our lives,

she was my mother, my best friend…

but I could not console her

I didn’t have the words;

and my heart sank into the 

concrete between us,

wet with the pain of God’s rain

and her tears

                  …Were my tears

So, I simply opened my palms

toward her crouched form and 

spoke the only words I could 

fathom, that would be accepted

by a stranger on a dangerous street

"I am sorry, It will be okayGod will bless you."

I knew she did not understand…

"Lo siento" 

                  “que va a estar bien”    

                            “Dios te bendecira’ “ 

the words were as messy as the overturned

duffle bag at her feet…and fumbled, slowly

from my lips, as my knees hit the street.

Two strangers, cried in the rain,

knowing nothing of each other’s suffering,

and yet we shared the weight,

together, for those few moments;

the barrier of language was broken.

Love spoke for us 

-James Kelley 2014, All rights reserved.

…Love transcends any language

               


Poem Details | by Gary Bateman |
Categories: celebration, christmas, december, inspiration, jesus, religious, tribute,

Peace, Love, and God's Greatest Gift

Peace, Love, and God’s Greatest Gift

The mellifluous musical tones of the village bells
Echoing chimes over the cold snowcapped mountains
Both finding their way to people in the valley below

Christmas songs—let your spirit sing freely and loudly
Welcoming the Birth of Our Savior and Baby King
Who so charms the Angels on High and God Himself

On this night, The Star was so beautiful, clear, and shiny
Crisp and so crystal-bright, centered above and beyond
Reflecting now the Lord God’s most divine and holy light

There is real magic in the night air as Heaven rejoices aloud
The child and the infant’s divine soul breathe life now intently
Fulfilling truly God’s very promise and His hope to Mankind 

Keep this Christmas spirit—share it with others near and far
Grace filled with good tidings as we dance on wings of joy
We all now celebrate in great happiness, love, and kindness

Christmas is forever—and you must never ever close this door
Faith always enters, carrying His guiding torch high and proud
And encouraging Man every step of the way on his long journey

Even in a simple cradle where the Baby Jesus so innocently lay
Heaven doth bathe His cradle with the warmest rays of divine light
Bespeaking the heavenly beauty, joy, and wonder of Our Savior

Amazing peace makes a lovely gift, I wish for all of us to have
As new life blossoms, wrapped in petals of an immaculate heart
God’s holy blessing, love, and intention are clear for all to see 

That Holy Night the Angels entire sang mirthfully on Christmas Eve
Praising Almighty Lord God in Heaven on the birth of His only son
The Angels’ paeans echoed in their divine beauty across the Universe 

To bring peace now, glowing with your love, is His divine intention 
Rejoicing in God’s Greatest Gift to Mankind who was born in a manger
Destined to become Our Most Holy and Divine Savior—Amen! Amen!

Anne-Lise Andresen, Liam McDaid, and Gary Bateman
A Collaborated Poem, Copyright © All Rights Reserved
December 1, 2015 (Unrhymed Tercet)


Poem Details | by Olive Eloisa Guillermo - Fraser |
Categories: emotions, faith, god, inspiration, love,

A PLACE IN THE SUN

A PLACE IN THE SUN A place in the sun, it's there I want to run. Orange and yellow palette brush my face, they dry my wells of fears and so I won, I-- slowly flower from God's skirt of grace. Unfailing is His love shown sweet to His face, I eagerly crave to behold in million tons as to entwine in His warmth: My Master race. A place in the sun, it's there I want to run. Rainbow peeping after some raging storm spun; His reminder that we: His people must chase infant days to grow better with our love ones. Orange and yellow palette brush my face for God so kindMy pains, He soothes and erase. Tender are His words as I read them one by one helping me be fearless yet humble with my pace. They dry my wells of fears and so I won-- then my heart soar high, I have some fun. Evil always haunts but with Him, all I can evade, hence, troubles are little but close to none. I slowly flower from God's skirt of grace. God crashes darkness with love not by gun. Must we go elsewhere when He is the best hiding place? God is everything before even life began God our undefeatable fortress-- His base a place in the sun. __________________________________________________ Sponsor Gail Angel Doyle Contest Name A Place In The Sun Placed 1st ©O>EGuillermo 10:20 pmJanuary 12, 2015


Poem Details | by Gary Bateman |
Categories: allegory, emotions, feelings, i love you, inspiration, love, spiritual,

Sunshine Radiance

Sunshine Radiance

Your love is my true sunshine radiance,
That greets me every day with such passion.
It sets my heart and emotions afire!
Words often fail me at times dearest one,
As I seek to share the depth of my love
For you and how it makes me feel daily.
The brightest of moons and stars in Heaven
Can’t match the splendor you bring to my life.
My heart is joyful when we touch and kiss!
Our love basks in your sunshine radiance!

Gary Bateman, Copyright © All Rights Reserved
(July 7, 2015) (Blank Verse)


Poem Details | by Rhonda Johnson-Saunders |
Categories: husband, inspiration, love, stars,

Silent Stars


Stars come out to dazzle my eyes.
Glowing bright, they ignite my soul.
Like candles lit across the sky,
night inspires words to gently roll
from my lips to your waiting ear.
I profess my love to you only 
when lights dim low, I hold you near,
and remember our life happily.
All the world seems to fade away
as I look at you in starlit night.
My dreams have changed, but here you’ve stayed 
You lift me when others fall from sight.
With you, I still feel like that girl
so innocent when we first met.
Like inside a shell, a gleaming pearl,
you still find me when I forget.
Blessings rained down when I found you,
more love and light than I could name.
All the heavens shined on me renewed,
and the stars fell silently in flames. 


Poem Details | by Olive Eloisa Guillermo - Fraser |
Categories: growth, inspiration, life, love, relationship,

TRUE LOVE SAILED OVER SEAS

TRUE LOVE SAILED OVER SEAS Have I met trouble when I met your ocean eyes for beneath that steady gaze, I reach the highest sky? Slothful moon turned grey, so the stars: tired and pale when I behold your white angelic grace. Distant and unfamiliar you may seem, I wasn't afraid to run, run and catch your gleam without a guarantee of us becoming one, still, I pursue to behold you, my woman. I am no Romeo nor you are not Juliet but allow me to prove, I love immaculate... Hundred miles and hundred days we may separate, yonder, seasons change, my heart to you, I dedicate. Overseas, each time the ship reach the shore, immediately like thunder, I trip to the door for me to send my love letter or find a phone excited I am, the opportunity, I don't postpone! Pity at that time, no internet or cellphones yet so the instant a signal peeps, it's you, I first check. My ears blush and so I am in fever love each time our exchange of thoughts began. Then again while we talk, sometimes, the signal fret, or without proper warning our chats end to wreck. Coins gone and so time on shore is done, again I want to dial My sunshine smile not turning to the river Nile... My heart on somersaults when they hand me your letter like a little boy with his favorite toy, I keep it near my chest awhile I am on reversed cardiac arrest, I confess. Winter feeling I have blown and within is a summer weather, ten months or a year in the middle of the sea with only your letters and photo I kiss, I, in jubilee! Years passed, I came home and I search your address, my intentions of wanting to marry you, I will express. Your parents, unsure of me, they probe too much. How many women I touched-- I gone to bed with for am a sailor, they thought to any girl I resort, I was stunned but I remain calm and quiet as I know myself, loyal to you and no one else. I tried to woo them and prove, my only love is you. God must have blessed us-- as their stone heart melt, a year later, my dream of being your husband came true. _____________________________________________________________ ©OEGuillermo 07:42 pm, January 19, 2015


Poem Details | by Laura Breidenthal |
Categories: beauty, birth, change, inspiration, life, light, love,

Justice in the Quest For Love

I saw how martyrs longed for love, and so began the play of my flitting heart
A strange girl had I become, with airs of fickle dream,
My heart an embodiment of wonder to all that dared to behold it
Closing my eyes, I would find myself knowing something new would shine my way
Had I known what was coming, the dawn would seem far less appealing...

As all journeys begin, a darkness began to veer its head
The plot of reality melted in dissonant chords..
Dark blue fogs of doubt caked my mind and heart 
Though the longing for love never left..
And had it left, no dawn would await me 

I saw there were rules setting a foundation for my intensely embarked mark 
I knew if I were to feel any twinge of fire, 
I must first be rid of the fog...or at the very least find my way through it 
How it stung as it hit my virgin skin, not like gentle clouds talking me through it, 
Caressing, surrounding and seducing
No, like a poison, the bleak thickness of the doubt choking me 
Reducing me to child's tears...I toiled through its torments, 
I rested upon rough rocks of rhetorics 
Admiring their vitality and honesty..
At one point in time I had convinced myself that I was one of them 
A rock- cold, rough..hardened and overlooked...destined to crumble 
Though more demands surfaced on this quest for love's Justice 

Weakened by the blue fogs blackening,
 I cried out in the pit of my heart, surrendering before me 
Words...kept so long inside..
I freed them from the strongholds of my darkest nights 
And soon there was a deep, hypnotizing reply..

Justice, tall and proud, said from above the sinking pit, 
"True, I have seen you before, 
A token of adoration you have become, 
Crying night after night in melodious black, 
With little to take, and everything to give..
My demands are simple, as your longing is profound, 
You, yes, you! Take my hand so I may hold you tightly..." 

My mouth agape, I stretched out my hand to meet the vines of his fingers 
Clutching in sparks, he breathed into me life..and promise of love 

"Surrender your heart to the hope of love 
When you find you are not alone, as none of you are, 
When you praise with your singsong words that passion has altered, 
Giving all to a soul you have yet to see, 
You shall feel my hand lift you as I do now..
Soon once more, you shall learn- the dawn will always be dawn 
And the night will always be your velvet pathway to Beyond." 

This, Justice proclaimed in the voice of a thousand cries of birth 
The overtones spilling out in rainbows of rapture 

It was soon after his visit, I knew I must perform..
Surrender, faith, and action Three keys to the same door..
And they, golden and alight, were in my hands to use 

The time came when my heart grew roses, thorns and all 
And hearts smashed their way through, though I cherished the burn..
Fogs still lingered in the alleyway of fear 
And now I knew not to inch my way near 

For the punishment he had whispered like darts in my ear, 
"If you, now seeing the truth, dismember your heart, 
I will crush your petals into black abyss, 
I will reduce you to dust, leaving the thorns, 
I am animal in the face of failure, 
My tolerance for hate is shorter than an ant beholding a mountain 
And if you so much as reject my call, 
Hate is exactly what I will allow, 
And it will destroy you, oh singing heart..." 

This I ask of Justice, on the day of my calling, and yet still today..- 
"Tell me, oh spirit, 
Phantom of Epiphany, 
When the love I so long for locks tightly upon me, 
Becoming me, 
Shall it be as I dreamed, 
Or shall I be wholly disappointed, 
Left in the agony of reality, 
Where roses grow, thorns and all..
Only to wither...and die..
?" 

He was so gentle...that he merely smiled and left me..

It was right away, soon after his departure, 
That I felt he never would fully leave..
He allowed me to weave my own dreams, 
Finding out for myself if reality was truly as magical as they write 
And as for an answer, as dull as this may sound..it is..

I, like many tearful martyrs before me, 
Continue to long for a love that will fulfill me 
Often reality teases me, and I know not if she is demon or angel 
Though one day, I will see reality is on my side, ugly or not 
The play of my flitting heart still beating its rhythmic drums 
The rainbows of overtones lulling me into ecstasy, 
As I see words of wisdom thriving in the hands that save 

This, though little, I know- 
Love is justice of reward beyond our wildest dreams 
He sings to us every night, never making promises..
He just smiles and allows us to live it 
He allows us to discover, and in turn give..
To enlighten others still trapped in the ruts of fog 
Once we feel it, there is no turning back 
Please do not let him crush those roses you have made..
Even their foundations were meant to reach the skies 
Touching the brightest dawn...and Beyond..

 -For Justin Bordner's "Love Justice" Contest 
Love you loads, and thank you immensely for inspiring me! 


Poem Details | by Pashang Salehi |
Categories: inspiration, journey, life, love,

Crystal Bowl

Crystal Bowl

A gold fish swimming round and round.
	His world of glass is all surround.
Round and round, day and night
        every round, reunite.
Day after day, night after night,
	Everywhere he looked, always the same sight.	
Outside of his bowl, there was a window.
	in the horizon something full of glow.
It looked like a pond, further than beyond.
	When he called that pond, there was no respond.
Love first taste is sweet, it makes you complete.
	But if you mistreat, pain always repeat.
Dreaming day and night, of that golden sight,
	Cool and clear night was filled with golden light.
Broken heart will cry is not satisfied.
	The meaning of the ” love” is always mystified.
Outside of the house a narrow twisted creek
	having conversation, with a language of mystique.
Calling up our fish, knew about his wish.
	Telling him” love” is, painful and foolish.
Telling him that life is a stream that flows;
	hoping for the rain, wishing for rainbows.
Gold fish heard the stream, which destroyed his dream.
	In order to redeem, did something too extreme.
Jumped out of his bowl, thinking of his goal;
	The golden pond became his body and his soul.
He landed on the ground; the dirt was all around,
	The meaning of the “love”, for him got so profound.
He started to scream, his voice was just steam.
	What if there is no dream? Death will be supreme!
He twisted, flipped and flipped, by luck in water he tripped.
	His breathing came along, in water he was equipped.
He swam in back and forth, he twisted south and north
	He cried in water cold, of what the” love” is worth.
He passed through his teens; his youth flew like dreams;
	The autumn came and gone, his winter had no greens.
He reached the golden place; the place was filled with grace;
	His life began to shine, the sadness showed no trace.
Swim and swim in wine, makes your soul refine.
	If you swim in “ love”, love will let you shine.	
A fisherman cruel and old; with eyes reddish and cold
	He cast his net so wide, for fish the truth unfold
Our fish cried and cried, his world got cold and dried.
	His life was passed him by, he gave up and complied.
The next day for our fish, was filled with tarnish;
        Once more crystal bowl is fraught with anguish.
This time golden pond, that was far beyond;
	Called our golden fish, he got no respond.
Love first taste is sweet, it makes you complete.
	But if you mistreat, pain always repeat.
Remember our fish with his golden wish;
	If you fall in love, get wild and foolish.


Haloo


Poem Details | by Robert Lindley |
Categories: blessing, conflict, courage, dark, growth, inspiration, love,

A Single Soul Cries Out

A Single Soul Cries Out

Across this barren lake my ghost did sail
 lost and heading straight into another hell
Behind, remnants of a dark and wayward past
 treasures stored that shall never last

Sunny skies ever looking down upon me
 joined by those memories soul sought to flee
No wind to send my ghost sailing right along
 on the shore images of a faceless throng

So far ahead a welcoming sandy white beach
 forever racing farther and farther from my reach
No deeds to perform to gain my deep reprieve
 only memories of those I so easily did deceive

Within this lonely lake a single Soul cries out
forgive me , forgive me  , in a wailing shout!

Robert Lindley

note: Once a man raced about all alone, 
stumbled upon a rolling stone,
fell into a headlong dismay,
gathered the courage to just pray,

Words that did by faith then atone,
soon the condemnation was forever gone..


Poem Details | by Akkina Downing |
Categories: inspiration, love, marriage, relationship,

Marriage

I was told...
A happy marriage is based on communication
A healthy marriage is based on 
understanding each other's beliefs and differences 
A fine marriage is based on 
respect, trust, and love
For better or worse 
In good times or bad times
Forever till death do us part 
Perfection we crave 
But..what perfect aliens are those
defying all odds
Then I learned..there is no such 
perfection in our kind 
Even a happy marriage can fall apart 
when the important become second
Even a healthy marriage can 
fall apart when stress arises
Even a fine marriage can fall apart
when the essence of trust slips into doubts
Yes I believe..it all comes down to HOW we 
treat each other 
So..for better NOT worse 
Be in it because it's what your heart desires
NOT what your mind fools you to want 
Be in love with each other with all your heart 
and soul NOT you have no choice but stay
Need each other physically and emotionally 
NOT just financially 
And be in it because life would be meaningless 
without each other 
And last but not least..appreciate each other 

Perfection is when you smile genuinely!


Akkina R Downing
          4-26-17


Poem Details | by Artsieladie Sharon Donnelly |
Categories: beauty, desire, dream, fantasy, inspiration, love, romantic love,

Appear My Queen At The Pier

As the life of the day nears its last breath,
With a glow of crimson, forewarning its death,
Upon its cresting, the reflection, daunting,
The sea sets free a beauty, haunting
The depths of its treasures of unknown span,
The Queen Of Pearls, secluded from man.

This queen, a beauty of figure, a maiden so fair,
With glistening gold locks finer than Pele's hair
And eyes that blend with her homing sea green,
Lips sweeter than honey for a honeycomb's queen,
Once a fortnight, this Queen Of The Sea,
As MrMoon swoons, she comes for me.

I wander each eve along the sea's shore,
When near is the time, I long, live for,
Watching intently for the tell tale sign
Of soon again, she will be mine.
Though my patience is tried over many a night,
I know very soon the time will be right.

"Will I see her again; will she come out?"
Puncturing my heart with needles of doubt,
Is fear I'm pained with before each time we meet,
As though and worse than gripped by mesquite.
Then as the tide comes in, over the incoming foam,
For an auspicious clue, my eyes desperately roam.

The sign, the signal, I must not miss
For I can taste so sweet her magical kiss.
My heart couldn't take the grief of such woe,
If I were to become no longer her beau.
The pressure is on, for surrounding me
Is somewhere a message, elusive, a mystery.

Each time the message comes in by way of unique,
For I must earn and prove I'm worthy to seek
This maiden so fair of beauty unsurpassed
And continually I must, if our Love is to last.
Only one common factor am I to ever know;
A pearl will appear, in some way show.

Her signature, a pearl, confirms her request
And one of the finest, only the best.
My Love is not just a queen of the deep sea;
She is the Queen Of Pearls, her royal majesty.
Sometimes I wonder why it is I she chose,
But it's a secret kept, for the sea only knows.

Once a seagull brought and dropped one in the sand,
From the sky above, next to me to on purpose land.
Another time, a sea lion rolled in with the tide
And flipped a pearl to me as he winked with pride.
Yet, another time, I was beckoned out into the sea,
By a whale that spouted a pearl then straight to me.

As my anxiety grows to an unbearable state
And just when I feel I can no longer wait,
With flippers anchored and a look of daring,
In a coat of gold, his mischief, baring,
I knew at once that what I sought
Was now before me with a troubling thought.

For I knew a challenge he had predesigned,
To acquire this pearl would take wit of mind.
Since my heart's condition was at stake,
I had no room for error nor one mistake.
What would be tempting too much for him;
Catch him off guard to forfeit the gem?

Through files of thoughts I ran a quick scan,
Searching to find the one fool proof plan.
Then he made a face at me and straight away
It triggered a thought from a yesterday,
When Andre, the seal, harboured a 'tude,
He stuck out his tongue and blew to be rude.

So, like Andre I leaned in and did the same,
At the seal's face, I took a precise aim.
I stuck out my tongue and blew in his face.
Surprised, he hadn't time to against me, brace.
The temptation too great, he returned the favour
And the pearl became mine only to savour.

Though he was unhappy he had been tricked,
I was elated as my dilemma had been licked.
With all my strength, clenched in my fist
Was my ticket to passion when I was kissed
By my maiden of Love to meet on the pier,
Where soon now I knew she would appear.

As though on wings, my feet did fly
To the pier in waiting where at last, I
Would be joined in Love with my queen,
As soon as she appeared upon the scene.
When I arrived, she was waiting there
To rise out of the sea, my maiden, fair.

As she rose, I pulled her so close to me
And as we locked our lips, she magically
Transformed into a lady, full human form,
Extraordinary and far from norm.
We danced, made Love; laughed and cried,
Baring all of our emotions from inside.

No moment was wasted, no second in time,
In sync we were with both rhythm and rhyme.
But time flies by too quickly it seems,
When you're with the only star of your dreams.
All too soon a new day was being born
And a sun of gold was greeting the morn.

As she stood on the pier elegantly dressed,
All onlookers couldn't have ever guessed
That my lady, my queen, lived in the sea
And transformed back, she soon would be.
As we were saying our sad good-bye,
A flock of witnesses then flew by.

Letting her go each time to return to the deep,
Is harder than the promise to her I made to keep.
Though I'm elated with joy, new memories made,
I must again for a fortnight through longing, wade.
As she slips quietly back into the waiting sea,
My tears like rivers, shower her adoringly.

The returning back to my homing place,
With my tears washing my distraught face,
I clutch the pearl, the precious stone,
And seek only now with myself to be alone.
Since there's nothing better than the best,
I can only look forward to her next request.

I hear a persistent knock upon my door,
As I awaken, for me, someone's looking for.
At first confused, I glanced around,
As again came that knocking sound.
"What a dream of fantasyWow!" I thought.
But then a pearl from my dream along I'd brought...

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Poem Details | by Susan Ashley |
Categories: inspiration, love, passion, romance,

The Age of Summer Love Was Kismet Kissed - A tribute with Robert Lindley

The Age Of Summer Love Was Kismet Kissed (a Sonnet duet) Our summer love began in Gemini with sultry eves of wooing escapades, and as the moon did swoon as it drew nigh my lust you stirred with strumming serenades. Romance as rich as black queen tulip skies adorned with precious gems of bijou light, before they’d lose their lustre to sunrise you’d shower me with diamonds of the night. Impassioned kisses filled my sails with love, a rhumba full of rapture neath the stars with rhythmic teasing, undulations of unbridled flame of Venus and my Mars. The time of Libra brings a cool to days ~ still, autumn love sets aging leaves ablaze. ~~~ Yes my love, our joining was truly Fate for immediately we both just knew, hope had bellowed it is never to late my destiny was love and life with you! Love, ours glistening rubies and pearls hot-love feasts served upon long golden trays, memories, night love bathes in heated swirls greatest treasure my soul embraces today! In paradise my heart sought your soft touch sweet embrace and curves of your luscious lips, non-stop, crescendo was almost to much on this earth, we took such heavenly trips! Our fated romance proves that true love stays~ through it all, thick and thin, sorrowful grays _____________________________ 'The Age of Summer Love' Susan Ashley May 15, 2018 (and in an inspired response) 'Our Ageless Love Was Kismet Kissed' Robert Lindley May 19, 2018 _____________________________ *(Black)Queen of Night Tulip: a velvety deep maroon-black tulip*