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absence, beautiful, lonely, longing, lost love, sad,
If moonbeams’ fickle shadow-plays collude
with tousled sheets to take the shape of you,
And silent sighing pillow-tops exude
your scent, how do I see the night-time through?
If longing breezes rat-tat on my glass,
Curled soft into the likeness of your hand,
And floorboards moan, as if to feel you pass,
How can I wake each day? How can I stand?
If crowds contrive to conjure up your face,
And, mesmerised by yearning, I collide
with echoes of your breath at every pace,
How can I walk? How can I step outside?
And yet, because you built this purgatory,
Its walls are strangely beautiful to me.
31 December 18
For Beautiful Sadness Contest
Hosted by John Hamilton
Young love is pure - like snow when fallen new -
and always I’ll recall one wondrous day!
Through dawn, soft powder fell; clouds lingered grey
until mid-morning. Splendid sun shone through
the gloom, and sky turned periwinkle blue!
Excited, we ran laughing, out to play
in snow, which all around us brightly lay.
But never did I guess what would ensue. . .
You chased me, until breathless, we both dropped
onto a blanket of sheer white, and then
a snowflake touched my mouth. Your fingertips
began to trace its shape, until you stopped. . .
Your gaze became intense, and that is when
you bent to kiss the snowflake from my lips.
beauty, change, color,
Catching sight of unwanted reflection
through my eyes I observe my murky mind
lifeless, inactive, defying action
just a blank canvas, raw, pure, unrefined,
desire to inject substantial color
inspired pastels to brighten the darkness
eyes opaque though restrict light, much duller
impulses, brain requesting less Starkness,
my poor mind is without shape or structure
until my thoughts turn to the one I love
blissful images, colorful picture
changing this abyss, no more mourning dove,
she changes my thinking without restraints
such beautiful colors my mind she paints.
angel, beautiful, beauty, blessing, dream, fate, love,
Shining brightly flashes of white light
into spectral colours sparkle inwardly
Atoms arranged within a crystal structure domed
a gemstone takes shape measured from the clarity of beauty
Within diamond ultraviolet wavelengths transmit visible
jewel jubilantly crowned regally royal gift
I loved you before your eyes were blue
Before your face belonged to you;
Before I heard your voice, I knew
The love I never knew was you.
Long days and nights I yearned for you
Without a name or shape for you;
And when at last I met you
I knew I had always loved you.
And when I lay in bed with you
Enchanted by the night and you;
Holding close the naked you
I knew I'd always be with you.
love, poetry, stress, words, writing,
So bittersweet is this creative art
of writing thoughts through words of poetry.
So many say how peaceful is my heart
that it can shape a verse that's part of me.
They never see the bitter times of stress
my mind goes through for every perfect word:
the hunting down of them to bring success,
so thoughts within my heart can then be heard.
But when I reach the mountaintop, complete
a gem that tells my mind it met the goal,
the stress dissolves into that joy so sweet,
and peace envelopes me, my heart and soul.
June 17, 2016
Submitted to Strand Choice 7 Contest
image, self, spiritual,
grace will find you
when thoughts fade away
crushed with unbearable grief
"losing your mind"
suffering during a dark night of the soul
the ego crumbles; revealing the light
your soul consciousness
directly experiencing the divine sense of oneness
where everything is connected at a deeper level
there is but one consciousness appearing as many
breathless views are available with inner focus
crossing a chasm with one final leap of faith
you become blissful; radiating like the sun
revived with a new perspective
humans are never perfect
but our pure being is
Sat at my easel
your image is taking shape,
where is the love gone!
I try to ignite your eyes
with loving strokes…. my tears falll
beautiful, fantasy, moon, night, simple, sky, uplifting,
i love the
of a crescent
hanging in the sky
amongst the stars
how I adore the
idyllic shape of
a crescent moon
way up high
family, history, pride, rose, tribute, women,
Great grandmother Rosa
And Mother Roseann
Daughter April Rose
Granddaughter Kayla Rose
Granddaughter Ella Rose
Love all my Roses
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posted on October 13, 2019
family, love, sister, wedding, sister, sister,
My sister Sharon is
getting marry and I’m a brides maid I said can I say a speech but she
said nay My sister is a lovely girl
even if I say so my self and I
like her faunas he’s got
fine health So there’s
my speech I love
you sis and I
Is beating. Is beating
Sending hope and promises.....
pumping ideals and ideas
reducing life's stresses.
ready to look for love
to accept to take..
birthday, dedication, funny, happy,
HAPPY BIRTHDAY ANNE-LISE!!!!!
HAPPY HAPPY BIRTHDAY TO YOU
HAPPY HAPPY BIRTHDAY TO YOU
:) I SHOULD HAVE KNOWN SOMETHING WAS WRONG WITH THIS DRINK WHEN I SAW THE SQUARE BUBBLES!!! HAPPY BIRTHDAY ALLL WEEEK LONNNNGGGG!!! LOVE YOU BUNCHES, DEB
. blank page
this I write
I wish to be
I've kept my promise,
don't keep Your distance
longing, love, storm,
Drenching rains, no shape nor form
Howling winds, skies midnight black
Lightning striking, a powerful storm
Our little haven, now under attack
Plans for our moonlit stroll are dashed
No lights, no music, just you and me
Squeezing me tighter with every flash
Letting our two longing hearts be free
Waiting out the storm, we cuddle by the fire
Enjoying the crackling embers until it's done
Soft touches, slow kisses, both showing desire
Two kindred spirits, coming together as one
beauty, desire, lust, woman,
Oh that female beauty, form of goddess
a dreamers dream come true on the screen.
Mine adornment of that shape, that actress,
arousing image of a beauty queen.
Bosom! That luring shape of female form,
irresistible softness of arched curves,
luscious hips and thighs, bodily lusts warm,
feautures of ginger; eagerness serves.
Not only beauty, but vision of flair,
an alluring image of a film star,
being entranced by manner debonair,
to kindle the imaginings bizarre.
The fancy formed a desire to pursue,
love of beauty; in disguise so untrue.
beauty, girl, youth,
SONNET – YOUTHFUL FASCINATION
A girl so sweet, ravishing rosiness,
young, yet in manner, a woman refined.
Youthful fascination of eagerness,
leading to keenness, by others defined.
A bosom of new ripeness, soft yet firm,
enchantment to embrace, yet without cause,
nor consent, but desirous to confirm,
female beauty’s form in a moment’s pause.
Loss of innocence, of respect, followed,
admiration by some, scorn by others,
worldly pleasure in place of pride swallowed,
conduct polite kept, lust for love smothers.
Female shape and form so much to adorn,
feelings warm reverenced by courage born.
girlfriend-boyfriend, loveheart, heart, love,
When I see your face
Bright as a star in dark skies
Your eyes radiant and clear as crystal
Tears of love drench my cheeks-
On your shoulders forever I’ll lull
Under the comfort of your warm wings of love
When I see greens of the fields
Celebrating every kiss of the winds;
The cold breeze at the shores of falling rivers
I see the shape of your heart-
A heart print that forever will stay
Whispering at every height of the melting mount
When you whisper my name
At the cold of a warm dawn
My heart bleeds for the unending bliss;
I weep when your shadow sublimes-
Leaving only an idol to cling on!
Let me nurture your heart, my love to defend.
devotion, love, soulmate, valentines day,
Time after time ~ Our hearts intertwine ~ You're the shape of my Valentine
Day fades quickly into night.
I try, but cannot fight.
Life wanes with no respite,
I pass into the light.
Far below, I hear the roar
of waves that brace the shore.
I pass the lofty eagle’s soar.
God calls, I am no more.
Instead, I pass with awe and grace,
through time and finite space.
I am a form, no shape, no face.
Yet, not alone in this strange place.
Within myself, I feel god hover.
I am my wife, my child, my brother.
I am the love of father and mother.
I am myself alone, yet altogether, one another
© Feb 20 2010 Charles Henderson.
We all wonder about God, death and an after life. These are some of the answers I have
reconciled in my musing.
friendship, on writing and wordsheart, heart,
Your rhyme your lyrics your verse
So clever so telling so witty
Diverts delights tickles
My eye my heart my ear
My eye my heart my ear
To follow with love to applaud
Your postings your fellowship your talent
Each day to value here
love bleeds into me and now becomes life
Light fractures into rainbow’s not hate
Warm rises from my lonely black
Rain summers life from past cold
Old tear filled eyes now dry
Soft dreams make me young
Single was hard
Two now pair
” spiraling effect” of vortex by antonyms in following line
for her, for him, hurt, lost love, love hurts, pain, sad love,
Why did everything had to happen this way?
Why do I still think of it? It's over anyway.
Of your heart, I always wanted to be a part.
Unrequited, fallen to the ground, is my heart shattered apart.
One might be strong to collect those pieces fallen.
But to join them again who would self embolden?
For they know, its shape it would ultimately retain,
But exposing its scars, its marks would always remain.
Worst pain you would suffer, still more you would have to pay.
For death is worst some may say .
But it's not, when embraced everyday.
allegory, devotion, love, passion, song-
Your cold lips,
Your frozen Figure...a sad emotion you expelled.
I touch your shape, trembling at the source.
Modeling away to my cheeks.
At sunrise we slept,
At midnight we loved.
The stars and the clouds draw us layouts of dreams,
our elixir of love.
Hands slept in our grave, a singing hymn.
We drank each other's memories.
We danced until the moon was put to sleep.
Covered ourselves with petals of Rose,
Bare to the despair, the sun presented.
Decaying, and never growing old.
We fulfill these lavender caresses everyday.
Immortals, will will always love.
We will always be together...
Lovers in time.
Vampires in a dream,
A reality to me coming true.
His interest awakens,
as he laid eyes on a young maiden
sitting there alone.
How lovely she is, graceful
Her auburn hair done up in a thick braid,
crowning her head with small stray
tendrils, curling about her fair heart shape ethereal face,
above a long neck, and delicate shoulders it graced.
For a brief moment, his gaze
locked with her hazel gold eyes, amazed
and in thoughts of sweet illusion of having her near.
Wanting to kiss her long and sweetly, whisper
you are mine forever in her ear.