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Poem Details | by Carole Duet |
Categories: abuse, conflict, jealousy, love, lust, magic, poetry,

Poetry Soap

It’s almost time and I must run to watch/read Poetry Soap for fun. It comes on every day at this time and I don’t want to miss a single rhyme. Some are about a long-lost lover written by a secret poet undercover. Some are about jealousy and some about trust with rhyming lines filled with lust. Competition is part of their game with bards and musicians hiding their name. They covet a prize and praise galore laid at their feet and virtual door. But when Poet A falls in love with Poet B you can bet there’ll be flaming words from Poet C. Or when Poet D gets Poem of the Day Poet E will have something to say. Sometimes it’s fun to read the rhymes of hate whenever I can’t sleep and stay up late. Battles of wits, Poets who have fits, Some who sing, Some who sting. Magical flights to lands of old written with passion and pens of gold. But it’s the humble ones I adore whose words are pure, their egos left at the door. Each episode an unending story with poets and their pets seeking glory. It’s addicting like dope. I don’t want to miss today’s episode of Poetry Soap. By: Carole O’Terry Duet Copyright: 9/26/2017 “All Rights Reserved”


Poem Details | by David Meade |
Categories: adventure, chocolate, love, peace, time,

Magic Beans





Our first awareness
      falling through time
      through blood-rain, pure white snow, green vegetation 
      down into deep earth
      warm sunshine
      cool wind
      soaking rain

Energy flowing-up through our pod
      each day we grew bigger
      snug together with brothers and sisters
      bursting our little cozy shell
      then one day
      a father and daughter
      plucked us from the vine
      stripped – we lay bare upon a tray
      disorientated and tender but alive  
      a life force deep inside us
      our skin soft but hardening 
      then sleep waiting for the one

Daddy!!  Come see the beans
They changed colors
I see brown ones with white specks
      Yellow with black dots
      Orange with blue stripes 
But wait   there are three larger beans that seem to glow and vibrate
      one is blood-red
      another  brilliant white
      the last  forest green
What does this mean daddy?
Is it evil?

No my sweet darling
These are special beans
Descended from an ancient garden long ago 
      no longer of this world
It was a place of love and light
No death but a deep communion between mother earth and us
The three beans are:  Peace, Purity, Prosperity 

These beans will feed a starving world 
      Bring healing to the hurting
      Laughter to the downtrodden   
      Hope to the desolate 
      Love to the unloved   
      Life to the dead
These beans hold deep magic

How do they work Daddy?
      a worthy woman is chosen
      who is humble of heart
      strong in spirit
      wise in love 

Who is this lady?
      the magic beans choose
      they only appear to the one female
      you, my darling  you are the one

Me?  I am only a girl
I have none of these things 
      the beans see deep within a soul
      they never lie
      they have chosen you 
      together you will change the world!

Daddy, I am scared
I am shaking 
I am not worthy
      breathe deeply, close your eyes 
      put the beans in your mouth

Daddy, I taste sweetness
Molasses, ginger, caramel now chocolate 
I see visions upon the wind
Blood, wars, rage, yelling unbearable things
      yes, darling the evil is strong here
      let the blood from the red bean flow
      let it mingle with your love
      it will defeat this evil and bring
      healing and forgiveness peace

The white bean is singing with my voice – Daddy!
Sweet is her song
I see merriment, laugher, dancing 
People hugging and holding hands
My tears are falling
Filling rivers with waters of light, love and purity
Joy reverberates from mountains peaks

From my open lips runs rich green sap
Deep does the earth drink
Big drafts of life and love
I see fields flowing with
Cream, honey, and wine
Trees waving to the sun
The earth is rejoicing

I see beans being planted 
In a garden
A man and a little girl
      yes, my Little One, soar now
      fill the world with your love
      fill the wind with your song
      love generously 

Such is the magic of these colored beans







David Meade
1/26/2015

Love Generously


Poem Details | by Lynn Marie |
Categories: angst, death, introspection, loss, lost love, love, nostalgia, passion, magic,

winter's afterglow

stars twinkled brilliantly
against majestic snow-capped mountains,
delicate pure white flakes danced;
swirling, twirling, rhythmically.

she stood, nose pressed tightly
against the window pane; gazing in awe
at the magic the snowflakes created;
as tears spill from her emerald green eyes.

the cabin is warm, radiating a comforting glow
a fresh pine scent lightly sweetens the air;
she fights the memories, as she begins to shake.

fingers entwined, she tries desperately to hang on
be present in the moment;
"stop, stop, stop" she says, stomping her feet;
she falls to her knees; quivering

she holds tightly her arms and begins to rock,
feeling his presence in his favourite black sweater;
she cannot bring herself to take off.

giggling sounds permeate her thoughts
cocooned in his aura, his essence, his scent;
she feels his lips kiss the nape of her neck,
his strong hands caressing her hair.

she rocks and rocks, time ceases to stop,
as she falls deep into a rich
moulton pool; his smouldering brown eyes.

her lips part; barely into a smile at
his joy when he surprised her with the cabin; 
their oasis away from home.

she wipes away a tear, beams from within
as she recalls the snowball fight, he lost, she won.
he scooped her up, carried her with glee,
over the thresh hold of their cabin; 
their oasis; their heart's retreat.

a decadent white rug bought just for her
lay invitingly in front of the fire,
fiery orange embers crackled and glowed.
he gently laid her down; "my beauty" he said.

they drank champagne, drunk in each other,
wrapped up in his care, she felt peace.
as they lay basking in winter's afterglow,
he whispered "this is my time, i must go".

startled, she sat up, staring deep in his soul,
as snowflakes twirled and danced, 
fresh pine lightly sweetened the air;
he breathed one final breath; then he let go.

her screams were not audible, her body convulsed
as she lay on his chest; her heart; her home.
she cursed the night and winter's afterglow
sobbing "not him, not him, please take me too".

she fights to bring herself back
to the here and the now,
as embers slowly dim, she wobbily stands
clutching tenderly his urn, she must set him free.

the stars twinkled brilliantly
against majestic snow-capped mountains
she opens the window, where dreams breathed of life;

with tears cascading
she releases her love; her life;

to become one 
with the magic of;
winter's afterglow.


Poem Details | by Maurice Yvonne |
Categories: beauty, celebration, dream, heart, love, magic,

An Epic Love For Women


I know you're not here

but you are in my heart 

so 

you are always with me

i'll just slip into you

with these words.
 
I know 
there are mountains
dwarf the cities below 
peaks that stride above the heavens
attempt to graze the planets if even so lightly.

That
there is a special star that rises daily
against shades of air lit.

They tell me
there is a wide deep void that is grand - a canyon
not too far for any adventurer who dares to look down its throat.

Our world is tightly splattered in miraculous views.

I remember diving through the horizon 
where on the other side
I found intricate scenes

I walked down a dock straight into an orange wine sunset
through to steps led to a bridge 
walked across to an enchanted glitter covered road
to a winding path with a floating pink shaded fog
until I wandered into an explosion of nature.

Once,
alone,
I witnessed a mud escarpment
with splashes of burgundy, shades of maroon,
tones in burnt copper and chestnut browns.
I found a rare waterfall 
rushing down into an inviting pool
a crystal clear deep blue lagoon unused
around it emerald spruces gathered in a cluster of trust.

All in all so alluring I willingly stripped bare and melted into
the refreshing fully chilled basin down to its coral bottom.
I was greeted by an array of tropical aquatic life.
Nude, free, happy
I swam in the simplicity of the moment.

Another time it was
a blinding white wavy desert floor 
totally stripped for miles,
then one 
just one live growing plant 
it looked like tall fanned out verdant fingers.
Remarkable,
however 
what a thin shadow it cast.

A bright blue scrim provided a contrast 
framed for a photographer to snap.
Floats in white, 
scarce 
were frozen in place 
and not a wire was evident,
just motionless etchings.

I sat on the burning sand 
took a position and meditated.
My mantra, 
rebounded off the thickness of the sultry atmosphere 
I heard my own voice return to fill me.
I bathed in the simplicity of the moment.

Yes
I love this world
All its treasures
I swear  

But you,
ah you

Not all of nature 

Not the sun that lights the day
sprinkles the skin in its brilliant sheen
or the moon that with 
its romantic smile
its alluring suggestions 
seduces even the least romantic of us.

Not the miraculous 
vegetation of every kind 
or the moss laden beds where lovers have often laid as one
linked to one another - inspired by natures erotic whisper.

Ah
but you,

I would sacrifice all else,

just to breathe in your love 
just to bathe in you.

You my passionate want.

Our love is my Mecca.

When I hold you softly in the strength of my arms.
Touching your face sends shivers through my consciousness,
holding your hand is like plugging into bliss,
watching your mouth,
the dent above your lips,
you know I overdose ecstatic 
when mine touches yours.

I want to stay - mine on yours,
as we speak, as we dream.
How I love your smile your laugh.

I hold you in the enchantment of my mind.
I caress you in the secret chambers of my dreams.
I cherish your scent - infinite, singular, invigorating.
I roll with you in the autumn leaves of my imagination.

I wish you everything - for you are everything to me.

I would if I could
I would reach beyond my grasp to,

to pull Magic from my hat.
Squeeze a snowball into a skating rink
just to dance on water with you.

I will love you into our after life,
no man as fortunate as me

They say reach for the stars 
you may end up with the moon.
I reached.
I got you,
my universe.
No man as fortunate as me.

Let me make every step you take safe, secure, pillowy soft
try not to faint from the sheer fragrance of you.

               Together we are sunset shadows,
shadows that will never fade.
               Imprinted permanently on the iris 
of the early evening sky light.

(pause)

do you remember back when we just met

do you remember when it started to sleet
when we used the bark from trees
to toboggan down the circled path of the mountain

dizzy 
we hit the brakes

brakes crafted
from the branches of a spruce 

but friction 
lit them like matches on kerosene 

and i really think the smoke filled
our lungs
travelled to our heads
because
even before the sleet turned to hail
we slipped under the lawn

spent hours and hours
covered in each other's silky embrace
and i confess i peered at every drop of you
treated my eyes to your 
unveiled 
natural 
naked 
nothing but you 
splendour
i held that moment 
fragile as it was
with the greatest of care
and hold it still with the same reverence

and i really think nothing should feel

that good 

because 

it just led us to lock lips 
and you know i could of kissed you 
an eon 
passed through it
as if it were a fraction of a second

our hearts synced
and i really think that
our breathing
our voices 
melting into the air
playing like music 
is what drove us mad 

and i get very creative 
when i go mad 
the stuff "crazy good" is made of

it must of worked because
we finally reached the peak of our crescendo 
laid in the sublime of one another
i must of loss consciousness 

because

i still don't remember our rendezvous ending

but it must of

because i immediately 
felt your absence 

and i really think that's why 
i wrote you

why i wrote

wanna slip under the lawn

   again

and i really think that's why
we've been 

why we've been 

     together forever

Dec 2015
armand 




Poem Details | by Sunshine Smile |
Categories: beautiful, boyfriend, girlfriend, love, magic,

- Valentine Jewel -


A timeless sense of joy a magical fairy dust sprinkle from the stars
My heart's flame one rhythmic and sensual warm dance

Listening to our sweet music echoes magic whispers inside the mirrors glow 
Power stands within the beauty romancing warm waves uniting flow 

In a halo of silver light shining luster deeply sparkles over wishes beam 
Each new moon embracing forever spotlighting precious silver ball in one dream   

Our love brought us together through life's destiny
Two souls have united entwined in love's single embrace
 
Beautiful snowflake you're one of a kind always unique falling true rings 
Softly warm melting desires lovingly touch gently finding Heaven sings  

When the gaze of my eyes meets yours
You bring me joy and happiness my dear valentine






A co write written by LMcdaid and A -L Andresen :) - 06.02.2015
Copyright © All Rights Reserved


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 Maurice Yvonne |
Categories: love,

Magic Beans


It was magic beans you placed in my hand as we held
Ones you nurtured,  embedded deep within your love
I know because it tormented me with euphoria planted
Stalked me earnestly  with your charming advances
You know I climbed walls 'til next you stood at my side
 
When you  occupied me and I  began to grow, the eclipse 
Was gigantic, extraordinary, a wanting wildness sublime
You were my mystical hen, the one who laid Golden Eggs
You made our home a  majestic castle suited for royalty
 
It was magic beans you infused in my hand as we held
Made me spin searching for a long pole to slide down
Escape with you  my loving wife from the Giant Ogre 
Inside me, I who feared commitment, a long time alone
But now you are the only enchantress I need or crave
 
And when it is my turn to die, take with me to the grave
The feel of you deeply rooted beyond my meager frame
From the soil above my coffin will grow beyond the sky
The largest plant with leaves shaped in awe of our lives
Steps beyond the clouds you'll find me playing my harp
 
An angelic music and song that will herald our union
Speak of our story in fable for children's open ears
Adapted to capture their imaginations, inspire them
Lift a glass in cheer to magic beans entrenched in you


01~12~2015
Maurice Yvonne
Sponsor: Poet Destroyer A 
Contest Name: Magic Beans 


Poem Details | by elizabeth wesley |
Categories: love, heart, song, green, heart, love, song,

Magic

Enchantment of magic’s sweet passion has bound me
With minutes and hours I now must reclaim;
Spellbound, love calls to the spirits around me
And drifts into dreams at the sound of his name.

The breath of his memory awakens from slumber;
I hear the soft whispers of a loving refrain
That stirs in my heart such an infinite hunger
With incense to scent each exquisite strain.

The face of my love comes back in a vision
With sounds of his voice in the soft grey gloom;
In a twilight of stars when the scent is Elysian
I wait for him under the plum tree in bloom.

So hushed is the flute of a love song enchanted
With music he played when his mouth was stirred;
 I now hear the song so tenderly haunted
Invading my dreams with all that I heard.

As green leaves and blossoms twine and are braided
The strings of my heart have come undone;
When the lush of the green vine is woven unfaded
The binding of my heart with his is as one.


Poem Details | by Lyric Man |
Categories: dark, deep, depression, dream, longing, love, magic,

MIDNIGHT HOUR

Into my dreary days
Rode hope on scented lines
In this pool of darkest deep
So bleak.only love could find
A world of suffocating stench
Pulls me closer to the abyss
I close my eyes in surrender
Instead of death I feel a kiss 

A simple note scribbled out
Words that touched my soul
Is it enough to quench doubt 
How will the story now unfold
Does she see behind the muse
Is there a way in this black night 
A narrow path.could I escape
Is this girl my guiding light

Cause when she says my name
It’s as if.. she is here
All these ominous storm clouds
She breathes out they disappear
Oh, there’s magic in her words
In her whisper there’s great power
Girl.reach out and take my hand
Pull me from this midnight hour

If her sweet letter is a dream
Then I pray to never awake
If she’s not heaven’s angel
I’m falling hard for a mistake
I’m taken in by all her prose
God, I so want to believe
Release me from these chains
If this is the moment.I receive 

Cause when she says my name
It’s as if.. she is here
All these ominous storm clouds
She breathes out they disappear
Oh, there’s magic in her words
In her whisper there’s great power
Girl.reach out and take my hand
Pull me from this midnight hour

I believe.Is that her touch
What a rush.I receive

Cause when she says my name
It’s as if.. she is here
All these ominous storm clouds
She breathes out they disappear
Oh, there’s magic in her words
In her whisper there’s great power
Girl.reach out and take my hand
Pull me from this midnight hour

~Lyric Man

Note: Sometimes a perfectly timed note, even in an email, can bring you salvation.


Poem Details | by liam mcdaid |
Categories: beautiful, beauty, emotions, love, magic, stars, sunset,

- This World Appeals To Me On Many Levels -

Dear mother nature you're supposed
to make the world a good place to be in
Today the sky had hues of orange

Life begins every day when the sun arises 
Mixed with the fire's toast 
drinking of daylight 

Nature's wonderful respect for darkness
A moon shared the sky 
And you will never feel disappointed

To be born again off you
with the sun setting
Dipping down golden over mountains
Like a soul lost awaiting to be found

A slim narrow smile pearly shines 
Awaiting with anticipation
Night closing in as twilight holds a dream 
The master's at work  
the divinity of a deity 
Whispers of a breeze through fir trees 
Rusting branches sway dancing freely 
Surely created a deep impression inside me

Life begins every day 
when the sun takes center stage 
A sharp cutting breath hits home 
Diamond cutting thoughts invade 
Sailing away into another world

The moon and the stars come out in full force
Sharing a daydream as the night closes in 
Your eyes carry the sun peaking through the clouds
Destiny living and breathing the same air 
Until bliss becomes your daily drink



Anne-Lise Andresen, and Liam Mc Daid
A Collaborated Poem


Poem Details | by liam mcdaid |
Categories: beautiful, care, flower, heart, love, magic, moon,

Held upon a moonbeam sighs

Visions of a way forward 
raising the curtains dream magic
stepping into the spotlight view 
captivating under a harvest moon

Rocked in the cradle of thoughts 
your the flower sweetly awakening 
deeply flames warmly embrace sunshine beams 
growing beautiful rose petals tenderly touch deeply

When I trace your heart's echo 
kissing this soul softly within dewdrops 
weeping starlight tears of a breathless sigh 
where the sunbeams dance with brilliance

Golden inside your rays honey 
deliciously lights up priceless perfect 
holding the breath for a moment love 
our time shining purely unique sharing


Poem Details | by liam mcdaid |
Categories: angel, beautiful, beauty, color, heart, love, magic,

- Every Breath You Take -

To get my heart in the right rhythm, I have to catch your inner you
Holding hands kiss colors inside sunshine warm paradise 

Together we share our dreams with a glass of pink champagne
Celebrating a living memory of eternal beauty sparkling gems glisten

We will find ourselves in an everlasting magical journey
Where the golden barley shakes silken softly whispers in our breeze

I'll walk with you through ages of time
Uniting as one shadow embraced dancing silver treasure

Pure angel of dawn, you've stolen my heart
Weightless without body floating beautiful falling inside the soul's desire 







Written by LMcdaid & A-L Andresen :)  18.04.2015 
Copyright © All Rights Reserved


Poem Details | by Celeste Butler-Mendez |
Categories: funny, love

Black Magic Hearts

What underhanded monkey business 
razzle-dazzle bull is this? 
Whose double-crossing, flimflam scam, 
debauchery or hocus sham 
is wheeling dealing in romance, 
putting lovers in a trance? 

Antics, capers or witch's brew, 
enchanting hymns or shaman's stew, 
whose quackery or voodoo drink 
made Casanova stop and think 
and turned the ancient lovers cold; 
poor Romeo and nymphs of old? 

Perhaps black magic's potent gel, 
or craftiness or wicked spell, 
a clever con or master hoax, 
or just some trickster playing jokes
Whatever ruse that works the arts, 
mumbo jumbo seduces hearts!


Poem Details | by Brenda Atry |
Categories: lovedance, dance, love,

Magic Words The Libertine Called Passion

The libertine flails his torches
Burning staffs in his hands aglow
Golden sparks from the kindle beseech you
To dance on flames that he throws
For he is a man they call Passion
No soul has escaped what he's sowed


Good bye to innocence
Only embers are left where he's roamed
Good bye to innocence 
We all dance on the coals he calls love.

He is the thief we call Ardor
He spins plumes of turquoise and gold
Challengers fall, all are smitten
By warm sultry nights and moon glow
Behind his mask love is yearning
To break free of seductions steel glove

Good bye to innocence
His restraints bind us coarsely entombed
Good bye to innocence
We will dance on the ruins he calls love


Poem Details | by Gary Bateman |
Categories: autumn, beauty, earth, emotions, imagery, love, magic,

Dreaming of Nature's Love So Rare

Standing looking across sweeping thoughts and hopes 
alone crying into distant faraway hills and valleys  
dreaming I saw before me a big white puff of smoke 

Drifting low circling from out of chimneys pots high 
slowly moving creeps inner vision dancing with me 
candy floss happily towards the glen sweet aroma scent

Scenting turf fires the nostrils with wild scent upon air as
a sun melting her warm fingers into one's back soothing 
pure in a baby blue clear sky setting, rising high feelings 

Upon a cool caressing Autumn breeze Mother Nature
arrives with songbirds singing sweet clearly with echoes 
and most beautiful tunes carried ever so gently in the air 

Within a quite stillness silently whispers gasp and cry
splitting down the middle a teardrop falls always slowly
in love with this forever dream, and to the end sighs

Standing on the edge of a pretty crystal cool blue pond
while watching the presence of beautiful fairy elves
and their most wonderful laughs and smiles so ever true

Smelling the wonderful aroma of pure mountain air
with that assured feeling the all is fresh, crisp, real
and flowers, plants, and grass talking to one another

Dreaming many perfect dreams of mermaids sitting
grouped in a green water pool at the waterfall’s edge
and sensing their joy, beauty, laughter, and smiles

This is what dreams are made of as we sense and see
most wondrous things and objects of perfect symmetry
as we feel mountain rain and a most delicious soft wind

Mother Nature and her magical world of treasures and
such beauty indeed make all gods of centuries past and
present stand up and applaud graciously our Dreaming One 

Gary Bateman and Liam McDaid – A Collaborated Poem, 
Copyright © All Rights Reserved (November 20, 2014) 
(Terza Rima in Unrhymed Tercet poetic format)


Poem Details | by liam mcdaid |
Categories: angel, emotions, faith, love, magic, music, ocean,

Misted moonlight

Into the twilight of night falling bewildered reflections 
blowing within clouds form a grey question turning tides 
passing winds whisper voices of one's soul form mirrored images 

Whispering currents speak through the oceans wave bellow 
faraway destiny cries with the seagulls echo through time 
The caves unwrap lustre held between shells singing melodies 

Footprints will remain always salted love verses hate struggles 
each takes a step forward silently the bells chime midnight 
under a chandelier of roses forever dances within misted moonlight 


Poem Details | by Elaine George |
Categories: adventure, imagination, love, sad, uplifting, magic, me,

The Fallen Prince

I saw a fair young maiden, abandoned in her bed,
Tearful for the one she loved ,the one she chose to wed.

Who in a weakened moment tread, out to the mountain ledge,
Enticed by the knight in black, who brought him to the edge.

Come fly with me, the black knight said, " to a land of pure euphoria,
And let me show you wondrous things, that I can lay before you.

No more pain and no more strife, just endless days and endless nights
of wine and song and dance.

Come my prince ,come  fly with me ,why not take a chance,
Forget your wife, come live your life ,it's time for new romance.

A tiny pill, is all it takes, a sniff of fine white powder,
Will keep you high, so you can fly up to the magic tower".

So ,the prince he ate the tiny pills and sniffed the fine white powder,
And soon he was addicted, to the magic of their powers.

Away he flew ,up to the moon, beyond the Milky Way,
Where stars came out and winked at him and beckoned him to play.

Everyday he ate the pills and sniffed the fine white powder,
But everyday...he needed more as they slowly lost their power,

And now he couldn't fly as high and that was terrible thing,
for there were more a more feathers missing from his wings.

Then one day ,while he flying, reaching for his dreams,
He felt the power leaving him ,and he began to scream.

Down and down and down he fell, crashing to the ground;;
Lost dreams and broken promises, lying all around.

And like a wounded bird with broken wings, that cease to flutter,
The truth rained down upon his head ,as he floundered in the gutter

Oh what a crazy fool he'd been, blinded by the knight,
Could he ever win her back ,and make the wrongs all right?

He cried and cried, into the night, regrets were his companions,
Until he heard the sound of hooves ,rumbling through the canyon.

Through tear-filled eyes, he saw a herd, of royal beauty stallions,
And perched upon ,their royal backs ,were knights in white so gallant.

Carefully ,they scooped him up ,and carried him away,
Into the East ,they rode from hell, for three long nights and days.

When long at last, with horses spent ,they reached their destination,
They placed him in the hands of God ,for this was His creation.

Great warmth began to fill his heart ,and light shone from his eyes,
He felt the gentle hand of God, and he began to cry.

Such happinesshe had never knownit lifted him so high,
He spread his wings, up to the sky ,and he began to fly.

Up to the sky, on mended wings, with angels all around him,
He heard the voice of God ring out, and totally surround him.

"I've done my part ,my fallen prince ,but the rest is up to you,
Fly straight and true, and don't look back ,no matter what you do.

Lead not thee to temptation sonfor if you do, you'll die,
Fly straight and true, my fallen prince, or forever, cease to fly".

Will the prince ,journey home again ,to his fair and lovely maiden
Or, will temptation ,lead him back, to the evil Black Knight Satan?


Poem Details | by liam mcdaid |
Categories: devotion, lost love, love, magic, moon, stars,

Loving sprinkles

Tears rolling down the cheeks
mournfully sighs 
falling in a deep lingering thought 
Whispering inside silently 
I lay a sheepskin rug of purest white
upon the ground for you  

love me not ,want me not 
cause your heart I don't deserve 
The dripping honey from your moon 
cannot preserve the smile 
behind my pale pearled tears

If I could reach up 
grabbing the moon smiling
confetti stars sprinkling them 
all over you sweetly
If only by magic

Nor the diamond dust 
from your confetti stars 
can bring a twinkle to these eyes 
These eyes were baptised 
with too many holy lies 
to ever be disguised 

A soulful howl 
yearning salted lips
cherishing you babe 
within every single teardrop
that falls in your honor 
enchanting rising waves kissing 
each curl embracing fragrant beauty

I'd rather let my spirit free 
to roam in fabled wonders 
that always end ' let not love be' 
I'd rather gaze in a nocturnal sky 
with no one holding me 

Cause I have loved with all I am and be 
To be betrayed,to be deceived 
to be the clown of gaia's destiny 
and now not you or any other,no one my dear 
No one will set me free



written by Liam and Charmaine 


Poem Details | by White Wolf |
Categories: allegory, love, magic,

Forever Together:

Mystical Moon answers All I need to know Tomorrow shall bring A joyous occasion. Patiently I wait Walking through time In this labyrinth Only the soul knows Fly like an eagle Carry my soul Unfold my heart In harmonic bursts Magical moments Finding love Always on my mind My beloved friend When faith returns The way we were Together as one Dreamers Love is like the rose Heralding the day Simply love Just you and me In a perfect storm A calming light came to me As I awoke A vision of pure light.
7~June~2017 For Best Title contest Sponsored by: Laura Loo


Poem Details | by Lyric Man |
Categories: crazy, destiny, dream, fantasy, imagination, love, magic,

FALLING IN LOVE

Ever been infatuated
You just can't explain it
Words won't do
You'll never contain it
And you know what it leads to
Oh my, oooh oooh
I'm falling in love

Crazy excited
I think I'm floating on air
Take time to smell the roses
Love's fragrance everywhere
Spring in my step
Girl, this is cloud nine
Always thinking about you
Can't wait till you're mine

Ever been infatuated
You just can't explain it
Words won't do
You'll never contain it
And you know what it leads to
Oh my, oooh oooh
I'm falling in love

She's my future
Her name makes me smile
Right now she doesn't notice
But she will after awhile
Yeah, soon head over hills
She'll have a bad case for me
My friends say they don't see it
But true love is meant for me

Ever been infatuated
You just can't explain it
Words won't do
You'll never contain it
And you know what it leads to
Oh my, oooh oooh
I'm falling in love

I'm falling in love
It's crazy
I'm falling in love
Oh baby
I'm in love with you

~Lyric Man

Note: I almost titled this song "Infatuated", it's an upbeat pop lyric about a guy who is completely smitten with a girl (who doesn't even know the guy exist)This guy is so "crazy in love" that it doesn't even matter, not yet anywayI hope you enjoy this fun song about the joy of infatuation.


Poem Details | by Lyric Man |
Categories: dream, fantasy, how i feel, love, magic, romantic, sensual,

MAKE ME DREAM

A thousand times I’ve wanted to share
These euphoric sensations I feel inside
But you’ll never see this longing heart
Cause It’s far too easy to hide.I hide

I know that I want what I can’t have 
But girl your words can make me dream
And when I get lost in your poetic lines
Nothing that’s real is what it seems

I close my eyes and almost feel your kiss 
Your tender touch takes my breath away
That look you give, oh wow it draws me in
Your scent, I’m speechless.no words to say

On your page your works lay me bare
If not for guilt, my soul I’d confide
God knows I’d sail across the furthest sea
If in the end.in you I’d hide, I’d hide

And just like that your final line is read
Your pen is down and I suddenly awake
That mesmerizing face now just an avatar
Give me more words before it’s too late
Your next write my only hope to escape
A thousand times I’ve wanted to share

~Lyric Man

Note: Back from a long journey across the PondMissing you all was my energy source for this writeBut were You a specific inspiration.Yes, of course!


Poem Details | by Bette Bavington |
Categories: beach, beauty, blessing, heaven, love, magic, mystery,

They're Lovers

See how the ocean glides back in to kiss the shore?
                                 In my minds eye
                They have met on this sand floor
                             Many times before 
                 With a soft caress on the sly.
See how the ocean glides back in to kiss the shore?
                                    As birds soar
                                           High
                 They have met on this sand floor.
He brings shells and driftwood for her to explore
                         Then leaves being shy.
See how the ocean glides back in to kiss the shore?
                    Could a lover ask for anymore?
                                   She says nigh.
                     They have met on this sand floor
Declaring their love as if no one has done it before
                                 To any passer by.
See how the ocean glides back in to kiss the shore?
                 They have met on this sand floor......





Poem Details | by Connie Marcum Wong |
Categories: love, magic, moon, romantic, winter,

First Snow

First Snow Winter snow glistens painting our landscape white. Luna peers down from her lofty height bestowing her lovely glow as winter winds blow cold outside snow warm inside with hearth's fire aglow in loving arms of my beau. We both give thanks for this special night. Winter snow glistens painting our landscape white. November 20, 2018 ONE NEW ANDAREE POEM~3rd Place~ Sponsor Emile Pinet


Poem Details | by Robert Lindley |
Categories: art, creation, desire, heart, love, magic, passion,

Golden Notes, Within Love's Newfound Treasures

Golden Notes, Within Love's Newfound Treasures

As river rose, waves lapped on eager banks
bright as gold, love and its true romance gives
for its blessings we give eternal thanks,
within that paradise one truly lives.

As flowering meadows greet dawn's new rays
hours flow to moments of deepest pleasures
two lovers find night's joy, delightful ways,
and wrap themselves in love's blessed treasures.

Upon midnight moon's, shining love sent beams
both hearts dancing to such beautiful songs
cool winds touch and enhancing starlit gleams,
enjoy love's depths away from noisy throngs.

When such jewels are gifted from afar.
Brilliant are the glows of united stars.

Robert JLindley, August 7th, 1990
Sonnet


Poem Details | by John Crowe |
Categories: dream, kiss, love, magic, moon,

Moon Kiss

The moon is full Set low in the sky A Chinese lantern A little sigh She loves the moon My sweet Moon Pie Is she looking too From the other side Let's meet up there We have to try Leave our bodies Start to fly At last we embrace In the moons eye Just one sweet kiss No air, we die
Author's Note: By special request For my Moon Girl


Poem Details | by Gary Bateman |
Categories: allegory, beauty, emotions, feelings, god, heaven, love,

The Magic of Christmas Divine

The Magic of Christmas Divine

Christmas cometh only once in each year, 
Infusing us with moments so divine,
Giving us God’s love in His cosmic rhyme,
As mankind basks now true in hope and cheer!
God brings us His Son’s love precious and near,
In a mystic rhythm of iambic rhyme,
Whilst we seek Christ’s holy embrace in kind,
Praising Him with our love true and sincere!

Christ’s passion gives us His true love replete,
As we bathe in Heaven’s light ever bright,
Sharing His endless love on Christmas night!
Christmas magic touches our souls complete,
As we celebrate Christ’s love here on Earth,
Praising His transcendence from mortal birth!

Gary Bateman, Copyright © All Rights Reserved,
December 16, 2016 (Petrarchan Sonnet)

Author’s Notes:
Meter: Iambic Pentameter
Octave: abbaabba | Sestet: cddcee


Poem Details | by Justin Bordner |
Categories: courage, desire, devotion, emotions, heart, love, magic,

Omens Outlived

With a voice ornamented in ogled tension
you ask me,
like vulnerable flesh queries warm obsession,
Do you mean to love me this way...
on your mouth, a hold of hope I see
to you I say...
Does the sun choose to flare into sapphire atmosphere,
Does the moon decide who's eyes to enchant,
Does a rose ponder its tempt,
Does a man dare his heart relent,
Does a woman wonder whence came her allure and dare,

A heatwave of heartache's swelter swells over your soul
as the outcry of orgulous omens try to defy our survival,
blood drops fall lonesomely from the old body of a lark
a steeple bell broken by the thunder of sorrow in the dark,
gold found burning into rivulets reaching into graveyard rock,
you begin to weep 
because the weight of worry waylays your wishes for our eternity,
I surround you with a love shield that shames the arrows of agony
kissing you softly deep,
then I tell you that fate is not our enemy,
don't you understand my Lady...
Sultans cannot buy or sell the feelings we share,
Emperors unable to enforce the silence of our hearts,
rivals are but ridiculous in attempt to dowse our flame,
Time be trite in march against the magic in our care,
the poetry of our purpose will not be censored by cynical marks,
emotions erratic in wrath will not wrest the roots from which our passion came -

J.A.B.


Poem Details | by Debra Baviello |
Categories: fantasy, health, love, magic, uplifting,

My Magic Beans

What a magical world it would be, 
If a magic bean could be found by me

I would not just keep it for myself, I'd share with my loves ones too, 
And turn their skies from gray to blue

They would awaken to find their health has improved, 
And I know that their spirits will all be moved

My magic bean would also help my fears, 
And rid me of pain and eyes of tears

Oh where oh where can I find this bean, 
I promise I'll wash it and keep it clean

Under my bed and in my closet I'll look, 
Maybe it's hidden between the pages of a book

But thats okay because knowing it is out there,
All my fantasies I will continue to share

By: Debra Baviello
Date: January 27, 2015



Poem Details | by Ken Carroll |
Categories: beauty, dark, love, magic, , sweet love,

Love poem for a witch

My love
we celebrate your birth
on this night of Sanhaim
when the worlds are whisper-thin
and your magic sings its sweetest song.

Your love draws stars from the sky
lures spirits from the tombs
snow falls from the summer sky
a love so sacred and magical.

Let us meet
surrounded by forest
as the wind
whispers its secret to the trees
we seek the sacred creek
leading to the river that caresses the earth
where flowers rise in rapture to the sun.

This day I am yours
you are mine
we are inseparable in death
by any power or pain
for it is such true love
no death awaits us.

Come with me my love
come back to the one
feel my spirit and take flight
let us see all of creation
let us seek favor from the divine.

God and goddess we shall become
gods of true and powerful devotion
let us be graced
by the moon goddess
by the dragon of the stars
allowing us to burn hot with passion.

Let us draw from the power of the earth
alive and solid
beneath our feet
fertile valley of existence
all our wants and needs
will be satisfied.

Embrace this love
blessed be
your feet
your knees
your womb
your breasts
your lips
blessed be your soul.

My sweet love scented by jasmine
I seek you on the silver slant of moonlight
beautiful moon goddess
your magic is all enthralling
I succumb to your witches cry
I come to your lair softly lit
your Wiccan pattern on the floor to guide me
save me from the river of flames
with the manifestation of your desires
for in you my lover
I am charmed...


Poem Details | by Linda-Marie SweetHeart |
Categories: fantasy, lost, adventure, journey, lost, love, magic,

An Enchanted Voyage

"An Enchanted Voyage" love reflects emotion embraced by motivating force a visual crystal ball evokes journey through endless Time upon a magic carpet floating guided by heartfelt course. stars whisper in midnight canopy twinkling soft chime toward destination to reunite with lost lovers' soul a visual crystal ball evokes journey through endless Time. in Fantasy, a tender heart pursues ultimate goal as love's adventure strives to capture essence known toward destination to reunite with lost lovers' soul. the sting of Death refuses to separate powerful feelings sown an incantation from a mythical book of charms as love's adventure strives to capture essence known. thoughts of caressing sweet desire within silky arms ignite sheer wings absorbing strong love potion spell an incantation from mythical book of charms. an enchanted voyage fascinates realm with golden wishing well love reflects emotion embraced by motivating force ignite sheer wings absorbing strong love potion spell upon a magic carpet floating guided by heartfelt course. "Fantasy Chant" love power wills beyond cold grave lives cast potent magic spell? *For Terzanelle Fantasy with Questionku Chaser