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love, mystery, spiritual,
Divinity lives beyond description
Alone, a weary heart cries from its pain
Desire eager for its conscription
Might truth and love turn this way again?
Sweet mysteries, this life, in dreams of thee
Yield fantasy's passion I dare to share
Walk from this muse, I pray to live in me
Conceding this, my love, unto your care
On lifeless shadows, cast your glowing light
Bring a blessed presence to this peace I seek
Rest too this solemn shade, this endless night
With angelic verse, but you could only speak
For seeking dreams to dream from up above
I cast my will and fate to seek your love
Beautiful Mystery Contest
Sponsored by John Hamilton
beautiful, child, love, mother, my child, mystery, parents,
Entirely made of us, yet somehow not
a part of us, how can you even be?
Why can’t we feel your thoughts and dreams, and what
are you if you are neither him nor me?
Though severed from you, somehow we feel tied
to you, as if they’d never cut the cord,
We started you, you grew and kicked inside
my body, and besotted, we have poured
all hope into those perfect, tiny hands,
For reasons only love can ever say...
Yet loving you won’t help us understand
your world; you are a universe away.
You’re so much more than we can know or see...
You’re perfect sense, yet total mystery.
24 September 2018
For Beautiful Mystery Contest
Sponsored by John Hamilton
history, life, love, mystery, nature, science, space
Haze up in the heavens encircles this orb.
Half-dark, half-light, shines from above.
Twinkles of light appear to absorb.
Fractions of darkness within lighted glove,
Speaking to lovers held in each other’s arms.
Answering questions of science to some,
Floating around spreading blessed charms,
Listening close at times, hearing a hum.
Lovers for centuries, graciously, captured by,
Sweet serenity and magical mystery,
Others entranced with secrets, which fly.
From words written and spoken in history.
Satellite, orb, lady, they are all the same.
Mythical goddesses, gripped in flame.
These tales have spread so many games.
This object seen most nights has no shame.
love, mystery, passion,
Siphoned light gropes passengers
Hopeful for luminescent hearts,
Arching underneath bombazine drapes
Dusted with passionate legacies
Of original sin and the primogeniture son,
Wicked for nighttime plots savouring
Spicy love, exponential in a vivid darkness.
angst, confusion, imagination, lost love, mystery, on writing and words, passion, sad
The Ink Bottle sits, alone,
It’s only Companions,
The Feathered Pen,
The Paper Pad.
The Desk, once alive,
But wanting not,
A Wooden Chair, dusty,
For the Comfort,
Time, a mystery gone,
Never to be recovered,
Days of gloom, waiting,
Shine not, The Light,
Come back, to Me,
My words, of Joy,
Wisdom, once known.
death, deep, mystery, , sweet love,
Hell's perpetual fires
Burning up my frenzied desires
I'm gurgling up a rebellion
Can you feel it frothing?
You sure have claws
That scratched my skin raw
The blood is everywhere
Do you see it spilling?
I barely recognised your voice
Cold and harsh like beaten up ice
My ephemeral lovesong was meant to be sung
Can you hear it dying?
Just one more knot
Tied up your body to the cot
I'm pouring the fuel around
Don't you smell it burning?
Goodbye my sweet love
Endure what you deserve
I've been waiting to burn you to ashes
Did you see this coming?
husband, love, mystery, passion
i curl your
long dark hair in my fingers
at your neck
as I pull you down
I wait to feel the rough end of day
on my face
your eyes close a little then open
to watch me
look at me, I whisper
looking at me
love, mystery, relationship, truth,
Would we survive if you could hear
Me thinking? Maybe not, I fear
For what we lock away
Is as important as the things we say
And pure, relentless honesty
Is not a panacea.
We are we because the secret glue
Of things I do not say to you
Holds tightly all the things I choose
To share. And should we ever lose
That blissful dab of secrecy
That sprinkle of duplicity,
That keeps your inner world from me,
And mine from you - one blink
And we‘d be through I swear,
Or worse, we’d sink...
Weighed down by things we dare not think.
28 September 2018
Written for Brian Strand’s Contest No 500
husband, love, mystery
How could I have known
that the beauty of it all
would rob me of coherent speech.
That my eyes would find all else
pale in comparison.
Ears that once they have heard
such a passionate calling
would never want anothers song.
How could I have known
Featured Poem on Poetry Soup February 7, 2010
angst, faith, introspection, life, love, mystery, philosophy, religion, sad, science,
Silence can deceive
One's quiet to understand
Another to destroy
allusion, fantasy, heartbroken, longing, loss, mystery, sad love,
Through the Mist
It feels like a lifetime has passed since my beloved I last saw,
Bedecked in shining armor, my brave Geoffrey did gallantly gallop,
Riding his silver steed, through a soft silky blue morning mist
That like a tender lover enveloped and amorously embraced him.
Now overtaken by dark despair, silently willing my love to reappear,
Despondently I peer through this most mystifying mist, realizing that
On this fateful day twenty years before, he had unwittingly succumbed
To its seductive allure because man and mist had merged becoming one.
beautiful, blessing, love, moon, mystery, star,
Each night when looking into the night sky
there faraway it remains always that star sparkling
Breathless echoes enchanting whispers escape
Back over moonbeams floating within the cradle held
Inside the mirrored reflections dancing upon waves
starry eyed pearls colour from the rainbow out love
allegory, lost love, love, mystery, time, visionary,
This dance feels resurrected
Right down to the cherry stains on your sleeve
And the tapestries that look like iron will
But are really shadows cleverly woven to imply it.
I can not see here
The lights are too low
But sometimes things are better seen
When lit by the lanterns of the mind instead.
They look brighter
Closer to real
Than real could ever be.
We were here once before
A thousand years ago give or take a century.
I spoke with a carnelian tongue
You tasted like pomegranate seeds.
Going back there again
Carrying that same tune
I lost my breath
You gave me yours
You held me
confusion, dedication, devotion, girlfriend-boyfriend, health, hope, imagination, introspection, life, loss, lost love, love, mystery, people, philosophy, recovery from..., sad
Chain smoke until
I'm in care of the CO.
There's one left, still.
I smoke it really slow.
"It's the end," I anticipate
As the last inch evaporates.
I can't get
It's over before
I know it.
Butt, I can't quit.
I'm possessed with this
Obsession; I'm addicted.
My lungs have oxygen,
Yet I'm suffocating inside.
I can't breathe again
Without my 'noxide.
fear, imagery, life, lost love, metaphor, mystery, relationship,
For years she thought his heart would warm up,
and open the door for her world. It felt like walking
in summer clothes in the north pole,
whenever she touched his chest;
she couldn't sigh, breathe or move.
It's as though he was afraid her hands would
melt his frozen heart,
and unravel his secrets.
Sometimes she joked, and asked him whether
he was an Iceman in his past life,
which he shrugged off,
as hailstorms gathered in his eyes.
Every day the space between them was becoming colder
and wider; she couldn't tell between winter
and summer anymore.....
adventure, art, confusion, daughter, dedication, devotion, fantasy, funny, growing up, happiness, hope, imagination, inspirational, life, love, mystery, nature, on work and working, on writing and words, passion, peace, romance, social, sympathy, teen, thank you, time, travel, tribute, uplifting, visionary, words,
Extraordinary, I am
Craving for unusual thoughts
Endless exploration without boundary
Understanding the gift I shouldn't fought
Invisible drawings in my mind
Playing with the words in my head
The food of my soul
I feel so lucky
The random thoughts
A lifetime companion
A self esteem builder
A goal planner
Be my forever life saver
I write more
I talk less
I want to please
I chose to bore
What tickles me the most
Is to know what I'm for
Thinking is my love
When my mind goes empty
That's when I hate
My day dreaming lust
Organizing things in my mind
Playing roles of simulation
Where images of art is my vision
And words of attitude is my heart
confusion, dedication, depression, devotion, forgiveness, girlfriend-boyfriend, health, imagination, introspection, life, loss, lost love, love, mystery, passion, people, philosophy, recovery from..., sad, satire
Smokeless inhales hurt.
I cough tar on my shirt.
As my black lungs breathe,
Shrilling exhales wheeze.
The nicotine cracks
confusion, depression, devotion, fantasy, girlfriend-boyfriend, hope, imagination, introspection, life, loss, lost love, love, mystery, passion, philosophy, recovery from..., sad
The steady pull
a tease on
When I can sleep,
I take what dreams
In these dreams,
my 'noxide comes
to ward me.
Her smoke is an invitation.
the con science
of my imagination.
I give in
and reality spins.
Between the sleeps,
I lie in sanity.
Did I give into
did I'd err?
smoke in the air?
devotion, lost love, love, mystery, nostalgia, passion, visionary,
Tonight I bathe
beneath your light
that's touched me
Where in your glow
I feel the flow
that runs inside
So cloudless sky
please tell me why
my thoughts of you
come and go?
On a night like tonight
in the full moonlight
my howling love-
Chelsey D Moore
memory, mystery, sad,
I love you today,
I loved you the days,
Before those ones... .. .
Yet kept a secret
No one knows
Silents DON'T last
A child's laughter
Ain't easy to hide you
ONE DAY IT'S,
bird, joy, love, music, mystery, nature, sweet,
Perched on a sturdy branch on yonder tree
Pouring out your heart in sweet melody
With a full throated birdsong rhapsody
Filling me with such joyful ecstasy
Do you sing sweetly to woo your lady
Who listens somewhere on a nearby tree
Her heart must surely melt at the beauty
Of the song you sing so effortlessly
Is your song a joyful testimony
To honour nature's musical bounty
Given to creatures from earth, sky and sea
Whose music blesses all abundantly
Or is it part of a profound mystery
Heralding a supreme divinity
Which pervades all silently and deeply
O bird, I'll ever be grateful to thee
happiness, husband, imagination, love, mystery, passion, romanceme, me,
Let me express my feelings
Let me tell you a true tale
So, my husband has a "gift"
One I can't quite tell
He has his sly fox ways
Of getting what he wants
For if it isn't his way
His ways are full of taunts
He begs and begs and pleads
Honey, baby, dear
I want to hold you close tonight
I want to feel you near
Sometimes I say ok
But others it's too hot
But before the night is over
I end up in his spot
How is that he could argue
with me after such a night
Over a piece of paper
That was strictly in HIS sight
I know he has bad days
Trust me, I have mine too
I guess he can make it up to me
"Somehow" we'll make it through
adventure, love, mystery, passion
Frolicking in song
gliding along the shoreline
the heart cry out *Love...
painted on fleshly desire
ensnare wild passion,
the afternoon falls victim
to hot love, carefree and *Fun
two naked bodies roll endless
in warm seductive wet sand,
with each breath completion nears
Poet ~ Rick Parise
Contest ~ "Fun and Frolic"
inspirational, introspection, life, love, mystery, on writing and words, passion, romance
Words are just a decoy
An excuse to dance around the truth
Proves language is uncouth
Your gut will always tell you
What your heart tries to ignore
Most try their best to silence it
Stirring an internal war
Why deny yourself of happiness?
Why pretend logic is correct?
Why hide behind a curtain?
Why pretend our hearts select?
Ignorance is truly bliss
Too bad that's not our case
Lets take a risk and show our courage
Let our souls meet face to face.
imagination, life, love, mystery, thank you, time,
Our present incapable to convey,
beneath the heaven's sky,
yet we share the evening elucidation,
equivalent morning rise,
my storm will rage your way,
your gust flustering me one day,
articulating thoughts of you...
and mystifies my life.