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Poem Details | by Rev. Rebecca Guile Hudson |
Categories: allegory, friendship, life, love, nature, space,

Crescent Waltz

She slants her shining, golden glance
Across desert, mountains, rivers, plants
Greets her rising, true romance
In the purpling, opposite skies

Her lunar love, her heart’s delight
Soars to ever darker height
For each, the other’s perfect, right
It’s on their wings time flies

She seems asleep within the night
Yet always, somewhere, she’s brilliant, bright
Motionless in constant flight
Each day its own surprise

They’ll never meet – there’s not a chance
These partners in eternal dance
Of darkness, light – they both enhance
The world with their long goodbyes

***

As their crescent waltz achieves crescendo
Sans artifice or innuendo
Young children start to play Nintendo
While adults stir and rise


Poem Details | by cecil hickman |
Categories: history, life, love, mystery, nature, science, space

Half-Lit Moon

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.


Poem Details | by John Rhinem |
Categories: love, passion, space, travel,

Strawberries And Cream

Daybreak slipping through these champagne curtains

Red silk; twined aneath crimsons sheets; awakening....

This afterglows mornings dew; her wet moist kisses 

Soft sunrise and whom can deny such love; about her

Kittens den; purrr; feed me this need of your heavenly

Breed; cranberry breast amid sweet sublime; suckling

Her thirsting poetics child; a virgins verse as capturing

Venus aside strokes swirling atop sanguines canvas....

Splashed in maroons colours of a daybreak; pink silk 

Aneath sheets slipping through tomorrows champagne 

Curtains parting their purrring; brushing this her beauty 

Within a moist dews afterglow; intoxicatings sweet, wet

*********************************************

...."Red Rums Kiss * 'Strawberries And Cream'" ~



Poem Details | by john loving iii |
Categories: love, star, may, star, stars,

a gift from cyber space

to my cyber love
whom i may never see
who's words are my comfort
who loves me with keys
you who writes to my soul
apart of my life i give control
between us we share
a box with words
that instantly care's
and feelings preserve
we try to give
some sorts of gifts
but unlike other lovers
we cannot kiss
but give what i can 
to you this day
to make you feel special 
in my special sort of way
have you ever seen lovers 
look up in the night time sky
and one pick out a star
and say that's yours and mine
of all the stars in heaven
i've chosen the best one 
the star i chose for you
is the star we call the sun
of all the stars in heaven 
none compare to it's light
it's beauty and majesty
to everyones delight
it warms and makes you happy
and even makes you grow
to say the least a lot of other things 
that you may not even know
it will always be there
tomarrow and tomarrow
just a simple gift 
need never have to barrow
so when morning comes 
and you see the dawns first light
think of it as me
sneaking in to your life





(This is dedicated to the one I love.)


Poem Details | by liam mcdaid |
Categories: angel, beauty, dream, emotions, feelings, love, sun,

Lost In Loves Space

love the style of your morning kiss 
dancing lips deeply dazzling bliss

Catch you after curtain calls my dreams tonight 
until the sun kisses your eyelids with golden light

Beautiful in one's mind weakness sang a dream
just floated to you dancing upon sunshine beams 

Captivating ball of flames burning bright not the past 
radiating golden warm future holds destiny our torch shines a light everlasting

Holding inside believing crowning beauty silently whispers without sound 
Rising as night's tears leave a dew upon the ground 

Crystal blue clear the happiness within joy brings
inside every wish was your desire softly feathers touching wings embracing sing


Poem Details | by Toni Orban |
Categories: death, love, money, space, time,

Things We Think

                              Things We Think

He said, “Every man is busy earning money.” 
She said, “Is there anything more important than love?”
He said, “Is there anything more important than sex?”
She said, “I think we all just fear death.”
He said, “It’s like the Cats in the Cradle we just need more time.”
She said, “I think we really need more space.”

He moved out to a place with more space.
She soon did not have enough money.
She had to leave behind the house and love.
Once they vowed nothing would do them part not even death.
She never learned the aborted child’s sex.
Biologically he still had more time.

He was ambitious, indoctrinated into the ascent of money.
She worked her fingers to the bone, until her death.
He afforded local expensive sex.
She began to view local nature as expansive space.
He did not connect space and time.
She knew what connected it all was love.

In time he found a new love.
In love, she found time.
He equated good passion with good sex.
She found the emerald walls of nature the best space.
He loved the crisp or dirty, rumpled, green of money.
Homeless— she was reprimanded in the rain “You’ll catch your death!”

it's been said,

The root of all evil is money.
Money can’t buy you love.
Nothing is certain but taxes and death.
I don’t know the question, but the answer is sex.
I need my space.
All we have is time.

I’ve learned to give love and learned that is love.
I’ve learned one’s time is worth more than one’s money.
I’ve learned a small space in nature explains all infinite space.
I’ve learned that gender should not be judged by one’s sex.
I’ve learned that empathy slows time.
I’ve learned from the leaves of grass there is no death.

He is more than his money and she is more than her sex.
In death we find love.
In space there exist time.


Poem Details | by Ken Carroll |
Categories: beautiful, love, space, planet,

Gravity

Without gravity
there would be no fallen angels
the something that always
pulls me back to you
love at first sight
it was gravity
not the earth pulling me to you...

I wish to be your word
the logos
your alpha and omega
to write I love you
in hieroglyphics
three bird letters...

Balanced are we
by mutual attraction
in circles we spin
the dance of lovers
we are a Tibetan mantra
the smile our bodies make...

Gravity is an affinity
the attraction of one thing to another
as a planet to a star
me to you...

Approaching infinity
Theta or love
harmony out of chaos
instead of the big bang
maybe it was more
like a feminine sigh
a sweet song
like a breeze in a field..

Love pulls me like gravity
to the smell of your hair
to the sound of your voice
taste of your lips
cool nights by the sea...

with you the stars
come closer at night
in your eyes of reflection
I sink into infinity
infinite delicate elements
glaring at the stars for evidence...

A space without pretentiousness
infinity is endless
gravity a symphony played brilliantly
loving you is divinity...
~ ~


Poem Details | by Vee Bdosa |
Categories: god, hope, humanity, love, science, space,

The Astraunot - John Glenn

        THE ASTRONAUT = John Glenn
As certain as I see the world below
some things I'd overlooked, within my haste
come to my mind, and in it now, I know
we can't allow what time remains to waste.
 
What God's become, because we've let it be,
would change if only you'd see what I do,
spread out below, right here in front of me
a fragile sight--most delicate a view.

To see the whole thing, as it is complete,
the total world, big pictures only show,
is recognizing what's beneath our feet
was made by one who knows more than we know.

   My question's not to ponder as to how
    God made the world--but how to save it now.
           © Ron Wilson aka Vee Bdosa the Doylestown Poet


Poem Details | by Ken Carroll |
Categories: beautiful, creation, love, space,

The Big Bang

Time: T minus 3 minutes
Launch Control: It's a go
He's in love
going where
he's never gone before
with the woman
a light brown goddess
that hurtles him into outer space...

Mission Control: You're go for launch
Launch Control:  Roger
all rockets fire
like lava from a volcano
red orange, yellow flames
I am in zero gravity
as her lips touch mine
I am weightless...

I pass the sun
asking it about the Big Bang
the sun replied
it's great to become...

I wave to Orion
as he faces the charging Taurus
giving them a wink
through my small portal...

I have always dreamed
of exploring the Milky Way
and to see the stars
the way she launches me
from ground zero...

I can't wait
until tomorrow night
to once again
put on my space suit
and board her shuttle
this lady I've dreamed of....

Countdown
to another lift off!


Poem Details | by john loving iii |
Categories: art, family, girlfriend-boyfriend, life, space, heart, heart, love,

when

if i wanted to kiss you
would you stand still
if i wanted to be with you
could we both time kill
if i held your hand
would you understand
or carress your cheek
would you be meek
if i whispered in your ear
would you hear
if i look into your eyes 
would they lie
and tell me something else
that my heart is saying
if i wanted to love you
with all my heart
would that be smart
if i made you my reason to live
would it be worth everything i give
and if i said i love you
would you hold those words above you
forsaking all others as the preacher said
being mine and to no others lead
then my heart belongs to you
remember, to no other will i be true
with this poem i make this pact 
and with my hopes i hope you act
fill in all the love that i lack
and as for doubts
we could fill up the cracks


Poem Details | by Carolyn Fish |
Categories: absence, confusion, courage, emotions, heartbreak, hope, journey, longing, love, space, star,

Rocket Ship People

Send that message
That signal so far
Is there a tower, some beam
That could speak to that distant star
A million miles
Separated
Years on that rocket
Could get anyone jaded
We looked up as kids
That glitter caught our eyes
Stole our hearts
Spun beautiful lies
How pretty those stars were
To we who didn't know better
Now to think, we can catch those dreams?
How silly
How childish of a dream that seems
Those stars and their lovely call
Telling us they weren't really that far at all
How so very pretty they were
To we, captivated, who didn't know better
Should've known better
Years on that ship
In the dark
In the cold
In those places
Where space is
So twisted and uncontrolled
So close we come
To the warmth of that distant Sun
Cast out again
In our rocket we spin
Flung into the deep and the darkness we float again
Lost and trying to find
Blink that message out to
Some other lonely mind
Not sure it will land when we're this far out
Where words fall like feathers
The silence a deafening shout
How so very pretty those stars still are
We do know better
But will still go so far
Through that crystal wall
Cold
Never ending
Straight into those glittering flames
Heart rending
Should've known better
Will never know better
What code is that beaming
That we could know better
God knows we try
Though our message lost
In that vacuum between where our signal gets tossed
about
Battered and broken
Words bridging the void just
To never be spoken
Its meaning we dance
about
We were taught so much better
Why don't we do better
Than flying alone
Should be cruising the stars together
How loud
How big
Should that signal be
Put a tower on the moon
If it'll call you to me
To visit those glittering specks we admired
Validate and make real that to which we aspired
Lost a wing?
Here take mine
May take a while, but we'll get there in time
Better late than never
Seeing wonders together
Than spinning out, fuel down low, lost to forever
There is a better
Not hard to do better
Sift through the noise
For that message to weather
The chaos, the static, the cosmic melee
So two rockets can find
One another
And play
In the glittering warmth of some star far away.


Poem Details | by Delilah Ventura |
Categories: confusion, life, lost love, space,

Broken soul

 You've caused me, so many tears	
That our home
Is flooded
			
                                                 You stepped on me, so many times
			 That my heart
			 Is flat


		                                              You have lied to me, so many times
		                                              That my soul
		                                              Is broken


Poem Details | by Olive Eloisa Guillermo - Fraser |
Categories: inspiration, love, poetry, space, true love,

BETWEEN FARAWAY DISTANCE is THE POET and I




BETWEEN FARAWAY DISTANCE is THE POET and I Treacherous stretches mounds of greens feed fresh the mind. never ever upon a spangled heavens or in seagulls’ crash - hush, nor on echoed notes of tweeting nightingales did I hear; feelI find the need to stop, steadily listen to the drumbeating of my heart. Vivid is the touch of class brushed unto words, phrases and lines paraded to thousand eyes to be read; critiqued or appreciated. Not the lyrics, not the tones, not ev'n verses nor blues could conceal. His pens, the aroma of spring flowers, sweet! Drawing grins to lips: his style, maybe common to some but to me: truly, one of a kind. Speaking softly to my nerves, tickling senses to consider he. Our panache oppose however in seeking depths likeness bursts, boundless in abandon from fountain of muse, more than amuse. Not a sonnet, not a kyrielle, not even a haiku nor a tanka could hide. Unstoppable, the poet and I, our thoughts and feelings fusedTwined in our inks displayed not only a blooming romance hueYes, between us is a faraway distance, so flagrant - challenging intentions if sincere or not, but shared portions of rhymes, talks and times won; serving as shapers, enriching our vowsNot long, the poet and I is wearing golden rings. Written January 01, 017 (09:55 am)


Poem Details | by Bj Fard |
Categories: adventure, art, dedication, faith, inspirational, love, nature, passion, peace, people, places, religion, space, time, visionary, war, me,

The Universal Man

I shall live and die By my own accord Only my God may judge me To him I've proved my worth I am still here fighting It matters not what for On my ship of righteousness Headed for waters unexplored The clear night sky will darken And the clouds seem ominous I take heed to the sure signs From them I won't digress They are in the way of my dreams And hopes that fill my sails Like the wind from my heaven Keeps my skin tough as nails Evil comes to tempt me I am not immune Sometimes I play the hero Other times I'm just a fool Either way the choice is mine I make it with my free will For that's the gift he gave me And for what I fight for still The government is coming To bring a chaos they call order The line has been drawn Between two sides there is a border I feel myself being torn To choose a fate in stone Let this be a lesson Why I wander on my own Minds can be controlled I see it every day The weak wills fall like dominos That lie littering my way An obstacle before me I iron will it to the end And when the devil comes to dance with me I have already started to transcend into everything around I am the universal man my true form I shall disguise I am hiding it from this great Satan they say will come for my demise I know he will find me maybe he already has in a long gone nightmare that my soul he stole at last if I remember correctly I can't say I recall ever escaping his grip or did it ever touch me at all?


Poem Details | by Camille Casserly |
Categories: adventure, art, fantasy, happiness, imagination, introspection, life, love, music, nature, on writing and words, passion, romance, space, time, travel, visionary, night, night,

Night Poem

It waits...
A prickle about to lodge
In the heart of a Mighty Light

Above the low-dipped setting sun
The Knightly Night prepares to come

To lift me like a rising fog
Up to greet the countless stars -
That twinkle at a Sun's descent.

The horizon painted with lullaby
Of colours and their somber tune
Day's bed is laid behind blue mountains
And quietly it goes to sleep.

Inside the womb of a Sleeping Day
Begins a fierce protest 
of dreaming thoughts
Now stirred awake.

Then out of the thick and cluster
And whatever dangers of flight await
Newborn wings of thought emerge
And rise and rise and rise
Captured by the winds of Night -
Arisen

To wander heights
To kiss the skies
To dance to the gentle humming
Of spirit drums -
Wings beating
A duet with the breeze.


So when day comes breaking through
Dawn is greeted by what was writ
At the festival of it's eve.

With merriment's ink: 
A Kiss; 
A dance; 
A song etched deep: 
Art carved out of sky.

Title: Night Poem


Poem Details | by Freddie Robinson Jr. |
Categories: love, romantic, space, star,

Rest Within





Exhausted, I fell 
into the orbit of you
Lonely voyage.drifting
Spent all my fuel
searching in the wrong quadrant
for the perfect star
A trail of  cosmic dream debris
led me to where you are
But I would’ve flew right on by
and missed you,
had I not emptied my heart
I had no more spirit energy,
I used it all up
looking for the wrong star
My heart was just drifting,
when I fell into the orbit of you
Simply drifting alone, baby
Until you pulled me close to you
Your love gravity 
pulled me in so deep
Deep into you, baby.
deeper and deeper
I would’ve flew right on by
and missed you,
if my empty heart hadn’t stalled
You shone invisible..
shining right in front of me,
but I didn’t see
You burned invisible.
but your love I couldn’t see
Until the force of your love grabbed hold of me,
spinning me, spinning me
Your attraction wouldn’t let go of me,
it was changing me, changing me.
into you, I felt you merging me
Your love gravity 
pulled me into your heart deep
Your star shone invisible..
shining right in front of me,
but I didn’t see
Your star burned invisible.
so glad I fell into your soul healing heat
You whispered this glowingly:
my love, 
come rest within the orbit of me


This poem was inspired by
the talented poet, Tim Smith’s
seminal poem, “Vision Quest”
— Romantic Warrior


Poem Details | by Freddie Robinson Jr. |
Categories: love, romantic, science fiction, space,

Light Years From You



This is a space love poem — 
Romantic Warrior


Resting in a Zekar winter space harbor,
under the crimson crescent
of it’s fourth moon
So many light years
from your sky village
Oh, how I miss those rainbow waterfalls
Your Tamerian love is waiting..
cascading from the crystal clouds
Being a deep space merchant,
on this galactic caravan,
takes me so very far from you
I send you my love, 
send it via 
a subspace hologram
Soon will fly thru the Vra nebula,
a dark forest of stars
Moving further away, I think of you often.
and those idyllic Pyrian days
I dream of you each night
on this long cosmic flight
And I need not ask,
do you dream of me too
This lonely Kryptonaut
is so many light years from you
This lonely half-human
can’t wait to get back to you
My shuttle craft love
is forever parked
in the cargo bay of your heart
With space business now complete,
you’re more than a holodeck need..
so many light years to get back to you
Traveling now at maximum warp,
speeding back towards
the sun of you.center of my gravity
Sending you my return love, 
sending it via 
a virtual message beamed back to you
My shuttle craft love
is waiting to dock
in the cargo bay of your heart
As I countdown the light years
bringing me closer
Closer to your beautiful soul
Now the light years are not as far away..
my love, it’s approaching zero


Poem Details | by Alex Roberson |
Categories: absence, love, poetry, space,

Can't Have

Didn’t anyone ever warn you not to falling in love with comets?
The ones that come around and give a few brighter nights
Never being there for more than a sliver of your life
The magical 
Fantastical 
Seemingly dreamy ones
That can never stay with you
The ones with paths in mind that will take them far away from you
Beautiful ones 
Far beyond your reach
that leave empty space in their wake
Giving you a sense of abandonment
That will take a while to shake
Didn’t anyone ever warn you not to put yourself through that ache?”


Poem Details | by Gregory Golden |
Categories: imagination, love, philosophy,

The Space Inside of The Rose

the
iridescent soul
the
space
inside of
the rose
the
place
where
both 
lovers go


Poem Details | by Jill Martin |
Categories: angst, happiness, love, space,

Because . . . I Can

Either side of the bed is mine
at my whim
and
Fancy

Coffee cups left in the sink
until there are
no
more
Clean

vacuum in the middle of the
floor
for a Week

remote - Mine
precisely.where.I.left.it.

Stink
of steamed broccoli and cauliflower
Welcome.

planting gardenias by the moon
music LOUD and interminable

unstructured.
Untethered.

Because.
I finally.
Can.


Poem Details | by colin mitchell williams |
Categories: loveme, love, me,

At Once Into Blind Empty Space, At Once Into Her Arms

At Once Into Blind Empty Space, At Once Into Her Arms



How can it be
Something so unwittingly described
Can break me
Remake me
Turn me to the sorriest of fates
And still fill my heart
With this happiness of late

How can she wound me so
Yet heal all the injuries I have ever known
With her existence
But alas, not her presence
Which sifts its way so tenuous
So tender through my thoughts
The merest pin prick and point of a feathers touch

Settles such a succinct telegraph of love
Nestled sleeping it was
Always in my heart
She wakes me but shakes me to wishing dreams
To disregard the alarms of early birds
And curl forever in the warmth of sleep
Where I lay always next to her

How do I survive without her

When everything I am
When everything I am is wrapped and entwined to her
Though I live and breathe
The indrawn falls upon my empty
And every expression, which defines me
Troubled and at peace inside me
Soars on every possibility of her

How can I fly so high
But still be dashed and dragged to these rocks
How do I fall so shattered
And yet still be constantly reborn
Struggling through a morass of unrequited kisses
Yet gliding free on the ripples she sends
With those same unfelt and untested lips

Parted so, yet her spirit prevails
I feel the wish of her lashes softly closing her eyes
The sliding soft comfort of her embrace
As she takes and holds my empty hand
And all the caution in the world
All the alarm of early morning birds
Cannot halt my rushing head long
At once into blind empty space, at once into her arms

How did I have a heart
Without you
What life was there
Where soul
My love
Who was I
Without you

And though I live and breathe
I expel each breath on the empty
But every expression which defines me
Is bursting with firework delivery 
Colours in the night so laughing
With the unknown embrace of how you love me
And how I so desperately love you in return



( My friends
  The soft and compliant daggers of love
  I know you know so well
  Sharp cuttings of tears
  And the ever expectant solace of their smiles )
   










Poem Details | by jay del fierro |
Categories: adventure, imagination, love, universe,

Deepest space where love burns...

How our flame seems to burn
like a wildfire on mountainside
only to become coursed by the wind
changing directions to begin again

All of nature from a distance
across the rivers bank
can only stand in awe
in view of our flaming fury
burning with every touch
melting each to the core
as fusing the finest ores

I am your wick to your lantern
you are my deepest resevoir
of limitless oil....
you are my infinite universe
unexplored spaces
which I can't ignore
my venusian heaven of love...

You are all that....and more



Poem Details | by Samuel Obazee jr. |
Categories: confusion, loss, lost love, love, sad, space, me, heart, nice, heart, love, me, nice,

Confused Heart

I don't know why you insist on loving me
Because you won't receive it back fully
I'm not so used to the subject
A part of my heart is saying, "I don't love you!"

You can't sleep at night because you're worried 
About me...
But let me say that I'm very important
You wont leave me alone, you're in my way
And I cannot have that
Its fine that we're friends but we...
Cannot go any further than that

But you'll have a nice life
You'll find someone to be in your life
Because I am nothing but trouble...

However you insist that love is stonger
But tell me why people get hurt everyday
It is because of this so-called-thing love
That's hurting everyone, me, and you

Just because I choose not to love you
In that way...
Doesn't mean that I don't...
Think of you every now and then

You'll have a nice life
You'll find someone to be in your life
Becase I am nothing but trouble...

I don't know why you insist on loving me
Because you won't receive it back fully
I'm not so used to the subject
A part of my heart is saying, "I don't love you!"
I don't know why you insist on loving me
Because you wont receieve it back fully
I'm not so used to the subject
So just drop it please
However you insist that love is stronger
It maybe in a fantasy world
However we live in reality
And a part of my heart is saying, "I don't love you!"


Poem Details | by Ernesto P. Santiago |
Categories: life, love, space, time,

Love Is Touch

       
  Love                
                 Is 
                        A  
                 Touch
                      Not 
                  One
               But
       Lasts 
    Even
Sun, moon and stars, never meet


Poem Details | by Owen Yeates |
Categories: life, love, dream, dream, space,

Dream Space

Close your eyelids right up tight
At last it’s come that time of night
I can tell by the countenance on your face
You’ve gone there slipped into your dream space

That place you go to have a dream
Or nightmare that’s not true, it would seem
That place where only you can be
Yet I hope there is a place for me

To save you from that nightmare real
To sweeten your dream and add a good feel
For I know when I’m in my dream space
You’re always there in every place

Dream space what a place to be
No matter what it is you see
Dream space comes easily to some maybe
Yet not so easily for me

That’s why I sit here at one thirty nine
I can’t find the dream space that is mine
It seems it is so far away
May I find it soon I pray

So dream space please hold my in your deep embrace
Let that look be the countenance on my face
Let me slumber and dream through tight closed eyes
If only if only can you sympathise  


Poem Details | by Ana Callejas |
Categories: faith, family, happiness, hope, life, love, sister, thank you, day, happy, sister, day, happy, sister, smile, space,

My sister's Smile

My sister’s smile

Fourteen years ago, my sister founded something, something powerful, something she wore everyday, a smileA smile that could defeat anything that was against her and make everyone around felt nothing but joyMy sister had a disease, there might not be another tomorrow for her but she did nothing but carpe diem; enjoy every single moment to the fullestI can barely remember everything that passed during that time, I was just four years old but it is impossible for anyone to forget such a unique and beautiful smileOne day she had to do analysis, another day she needed to take about 10 medicines and the next day she was in chemo, this process repeated itself by several months and I was amazed because not a single day passed where she didn’t give a smileMost of the days she had to go through intense and painful tests so she can get better and believe me they were extremely hard, but she had something that motivated her, a kind of awardShe had a little book that was full of happy faces stickers of every single color, size and shapeShe loved the shiny ones because it meant not only happiness; there was a little extra that made her feel so goodShe wrote on a notebook her daily treatments and she leaved a little space so when her hard day was over, she can put the sticker on the blank space she left previously on the pageShe filled about 240 pages with happy faces and every person that went to visit her read the whole notebook and left the place with a smiley face sticker on their foreheadIt is a unique and simple daily motivation she had and it turned out that it worked really well for herMany people find happiness with material things such as new clothes, accessories, cars, luxury things, and etcThey forget that the little and simple things have the most impact in their lifeMy sister’s happiness was represented by a simple smile and most of the persons that she knew and where present during that time had received that gift she founded one dayThrough hard times and sad days don’t forget to smile because one single movement from your mouth can bring the most powerful feelings that can defeat almost everything that stands against youJust like my sister, she founded her smile and it turned out that it worked really well for her


Poem Details | by humble b |
Categories: allegory, angst, art, black african american, christian, dream, faith, freedom, god, happiness, health, heaven, history, hope, imagination, inspirational, introspection, journey, life, love, peace, people, philosophy, prayer, religion, religious, science, slam, social, space, spiritual, star, success, time, uplifting, urban, visionary, light, sound, earth, light, sound, time,

Mind and Sound

Only light can penetrate the 
darkness
that resides in the default state 
of mind
I descend from beta to delta 
through
binaural beats; instantly caught 
between frequencies beyond 
time 

I absorb amplitudes of acoustic 
energy
and I learn to just be earth 
Since I am the earth 
and because I am of
the one that is the source of its 
existence, 
I've owned the power of 
omnificence 

I realize now that I AM because
HE is since I am from that, a 
descendant 
Created in the image of a 
thought
and a feeling from the 
Universal Mind
I tune in to this vibration from 
rhythmic
pulse that manipulates 
subconscious minds

Immersed  between 4 and 7 
hertz;
brainwaves halt to a conscious 
sleep
All  chakras are aligned shining 
crown energy 
and now my consciousness 
begins to reap! 
and light begins to penetrate 
the harmonious beams
that were already there
constant and always there 

is now flooded with sound 
patterns
that force brainwaves to submit 
to power
of omnipresent sound that 
always was 
and always will be connected to 
the Source from which I came
so I extend exponentially 
beyond;
physical time and space

I long to embrace the intensity 
of gamma rays
I give way to the coded sounds 
that resonate from the inner 
core
and continue to connect 
through the binaural beats that 
-  
remind me of before

Always familiar but ignored
until found by gaining 
knowledge of self
I listen with the intent to excel 
while reaping an abundance of 
benefits and rewards
Listen!! 
It's already yours

Just reach out and grab it 
as long as intention and ego is 
checked
the universe will correspond 
accordingly
it will deliver a life to you divine 
and orderly
Just listen to the sounds that 
were there from before
They will guide to to the 
vibration from the core
and it will guide you to connect 
directly with the source 




Poem Details | by Sheri Fresonke Harper |
Categories: imagination, love, space, time,

Frozen In Time-Space

You listened wrapped to the moon gauze falling from my lips
the day the wars began, assassins slipping from the shadows
to stab, along the SpinnerSails woven between the Lands of Holding
in the forgotten times where our hearts are amber-bound.
It is my faultI wove the skeinYou didn’t mean to be caught unaware.


Poem Details | by Rick Rucker |
Categories: loveheart, woman, heart, me,

Love Transcends Space, And Time

Love Transcends Space, and Time By Rick Rucker I am shocked, at my age, to find, A woman to Enflame my mind! One that sets my Heart reeling, With this uniquely Blessed feeling, At present, we live apart, But she will always occupy my Heart, She has the Power to make me do anything, Including, even, to dance, or sing, When we meet, every couple of days, She instantly sets my Heart ablaze! When I see her beautiful Face, My Heart sets off at a terrifying pace, Drawn by a force we cannot resist, Neither willing to wait to be kissed! Our arms, now entwined, With thoughts of Love, coursing through my mind, I always want to remain there, Kissing her, my fingers running through her hair, She, very quickly, will respond, With actions that I am very fond, Our arms, overlapping like shoelaces, Our lips exploring each other’s faces, Our breathing soon becomes as one, Our race to Love has begun, Adrift, somewhere in Space and Time, We find a place Sublime, When, at last, we recover, I look over at my Lover, She says I have a smile on my face, I know I am in My Happy Place, I cannot question Fate, To have sent me this perfect Mate, I forever want to go through Life, With this woman as my Wife! I truly am the luckiest of men, I get to see my Love, tonight, again!


Poem Details | by Ken Carroll |
Categories: beauty, love, space,

Colliding galaxies


I become animal
with her
and animals
know no sin...

Dark and delicious
is she
knot of love
ever tightening...

We lay
watching shadows
on the wall
each others faces
she plays with my hair...

Erotic photons
we become
galaxies colliding
exploding into
a million pieces
crashing into one another..
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