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It's how the stars are lit at night
and how the dew drops glisten
How evening shadows mock the light
and it's how the silence listens
From the gentle sway of trees
that bid such fond adieu
Songs in a summer breeze
a voice so clear, so true
The glory of such symmetry
so more than fills the eye
To the beauty of such poetry
this hopeful heart draws nigh
In natural peace all love is born
To live and thrive each blessed morn
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If only this poetry could define,
how your presence takes me towards cloud nine.
Your touch brings sensations that feel divine,
yet, my tongue is quiet, fighting this muse of mine.
Waiting for the moment our lips can greet,
your sweet voice takes control of my heartbeat.
I sigh hallelujah, as our eyes meet,
the taste of your mouth makes my life complete.
Suddenly the pen flows like buoyant streams,
describing love that's only seen in daydreams.
I'm just a star within universal schemes,
basking within the passion of your moonbeams.
Our love can't be hidden in a metaphor,
you're the poem my pen will always adore.
3 February 2019
Son of Spock
"We sail through endless skies..."
Each night the voice I hear inside my brain
grows weaker as our destination nears.
She beckons with a siren's sweet refrain
allaying any cause I have for fear.
A planet caravan conducts the quest
along the Milky Way's vast outer rim.
So many worlds to search has left us stressed
and wond'ring if my dreams are just a whim.
Yet deep within my heart I know she's real
and somewhere here within this great expanse.
The universe and I thus made a deal-
my soul for one last chance at true romance.
Imagine my surprise and sorrowed tears
on finding she's been dead ten thousand years.
child, dedication, love, mother daughter,
Can a child ever forget, how deep a mother’s love abides
All those days since birth, till now I’m grown she guides
Remembering her smile, so tender, so warm as her embrace
More than soothes away my pain, my fear of failure and disgrace
Even in my dreams she comforts, her voice, her scent would stay
Never will her being mother stop, till when I’m old and gray.
26 March 2015
Contest : Acrostic on Mother's Day - 1st Place
Sponsor : TAMMY REAMS
James Marshall Goff
words left unsaid
never find their voice
© All Rights Reserved
Freddie Robinson Jr.
introspection, joy, love, romantic,
I got a love that's never gonna die
Your love has breathed new life into me,
has filled my heart that was once empty
I got a love that's alive and spry
A fragrant violet voice has revived the old bones,
turning back the clock is a good thing
Gave me a pep in my step, a soul zing
Your love rekindled the flame that was long gone
How could you know that you would affect me so,
make me to rise up from my slumbering deep
Go walking to the garden of orchid waking dreams
A shower of kindness make the seeds of your love grow,
blossoms of smiles move my undressed heart to weep
My love for you will never die, for it has been redeemed
Drawn to thy beauty, grace rains down;
I choose this drowning than a drought –
Where ten thousand are called mine own;
Yet, deny thee and live without.
Skilled not enough to understand;
Words unheard, find their voice through thee;
As I reach out then find thy hand;
I see light take darkness from me.
Chaos knits together unity:
Thoughts run free, once captive in chains;
Cleansed from fear in thy purity;
Would I leave, canceling such gains?
allusion, angst, destiny, humanity, introspection, life, loneliness,
I have been erased
I speak yet have no voice
Darkness I embrace
Invisible to the mirror
Into society I peer
no one sees
what does not exist
Asleep or awake
there is no existence to partake
Possessions collecting dust
While what does not exist rusts
Who am I, that never existed
That bleeds but never lived
Murdered by love
I do not exist
United Colours: Black and White
Sponsor: Silent One
***I used picture number one for this poem***
~Date Written: March 6, 2016~
Son of Spock
In telepathic dreams my lover's voice
seduces from beyond a distant star.
Enchanted by her song I face this choice-
to ply the void or worship from afar.
In visions of the night she sways in dance,
her eyes aflame with passion and desire.
She beckons me to join in sweet romance,
her plea the match that sets my heart afire.
I've searched this world in vain for one so true,
from sea to sea my quest - futility!
Relationships have always left me blue,
each one seemed destined to fatality.
To love her is the answer to my prayer,
I'll ask the Enterprise to take me there.
Connie Marcum Wong
autumn, love, nature, sweet love,
I want to merge with this old Yew,
To travel through its rings of time.
Back when it's sprout had just begun
Near Blarney's river so sublime.
Where ivy climbs the castle walls,
A quaint sized foot bridge leads to where,
The old strong Yew still charms today
As autumn chills with crisp clean air.
I felt compelled to climb it's limbs
To sit embraced by its sweet love.
To its spirit, in whispered voice,
I then professed the same thereof.
How strong that memory still keeps
As other trees I've come to know
Bless me with their cool umbrella,
I see that Yew in vigil glow!
© Connie Marcum Wong
appreciation, mom, mothers day,
My mother was your average country mom
She wasn't gorgeous. Some might call her "plain"
But had the patience to diffuse a bomb
Her eyes grew narrow, when I caused her pain
She never raised her voice nor slapped my face
Still taught me right from wrong and not to lie
Made sure I bowed my head when dad said grace
Encouraged me to find new things to try
And even though she worked, twas not for greed
She took great pleasure from the "simple things"
She told me, "Faith in God," was all one needs
That real love doesn't come with any strings
My mother was as gentle as a dove
My prayer this Mother's Day, she knows she's loved
by Daniel Turner
heart, i love you,
If you suddenly forget me
Wherever you are
Close your eyes listen to your heart
Like the wind, you can hear my voice
If you suddenly forget me
Nothing hurts more, but I do not want to cry
Time passes and you feel me in a dream
Always remember the smell of my perfume and my soft lips
If you suddenly forget me
I will never regret loving you
When night comes, and you feel so alone
In peaceful harmony a soft heart sings with angel wings
A-L Andresen :)
love, thank you,
Your willing lips encased entwined with mine
The taste as soft as the morning cast dew,
Emerald eyes the clarity of wine
Brings to mind the wondrous Castle to view.
Your voice as sweet as Thrush in harmony
A chorus awakened to the sunlight,
Penetration of love in litany
In deep alliteration morn till night.
Embraced in shackled touch with bonds thus bind
Oh I will of words pen of this love found,
You took a sad heart upon like did find
Staid the exterior yet ardour sound.
Your love's reflection my happiest days
This need to tell you in so many ways.
© Harry J Horsman 2013
absence, allegory, beautiful, blue, creation, dark, inspirational, loneliness, lonely, longing, loss, lost, love, miss you, rose, sad love,
Winds may howl,
Wild animals growl,
The forest grows cold,
For I am lonesome and old
As the sun peaks through the clouds,
I hear your soft, young voice so loud!
And though you speak dead man's lines,
You speak them with majesty divine
As I am wrapped in my woe,
I only want you to know...
...that roses die black and violets lose blue,
But I will never die
And you know I love you!
Locked up, shackled, tied down and chained
Feeling empty, exhausted, used up and drained
Your heart unsettled with its flickering flame
Probing for answers in life's little game
I hear your cries echoing into the dark night
I could tell you everything will be alright
I feel your big lonely heart splitting apart
I could say I'll give your heart a fresh start
I hear your words begging to stop the blues
I could say I will be your knight and rescue you
I hear the tremble in your voice when you speak
I could tell you I'd hug you and kiss your cheek
These eyes don't lie, I'll probably never be with you
My tears fall knowing there is nothing more I can do
emotion and tears
the voice of a rising star
time stops in its tracks
To those who love classical. On hearing this 15 year old sing.
Her name is Sislena Caparossa. Listen to her on this link:
k k iloduba jnr
How can i behold your face again
when my eyes are ladden with tears?
How shall i hear the rushing wind of your voice
when my ears are deafened
by the silence within?
How shall i ever fondle your face again,
when my arms are withered by solitude?
At dawn i can not find you.
At noon i listen in vain for your laughter.
In the night season, my forlorn heart sighs
as it would its last.
The moon`s probing eye finds a way to my heart.
It is your reflection
that stretches in the dust.
Where once i had summer
i now have winter.
Your love which i once have felt
i now can feel no more.
You re so far away.
...so far away.
...so far away.
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, memory, memory,
I shall live in your legend to make
A new spirit now wholly begotten;
For in death, your memory will not forsake
Those words in my soul that are not forgotten.
Your face glows immortal in my heart to save
Even me, for I go too where all must die;
When I would sleep alone in a silent grave
With my love entombed, there you lie.
Your memory will be my triumphant verse
Which my mind has not created yet to read;
And a voice will sing of you to rehearse
Words of praise when the world must heed.
In me you live by the touch of my pen
And I breathe in you through the mouths of men.
family, love, upliftingtime,
It is a family tradition
Passed from year to year
That we spend together
And celebrate with cheer
As the first snowflakes fall
We hear mama’s voice call
"It’s time for hot cocoa;
Come one and come all"
She asks nothing in return
Just quality time to share
Making each cup special
To show how much she cares
Now anxiously we wait
When leaves begin to fall
That cup of love to come
With winters first snowfall
Copyright © 2009 Lena “Lolita” Townsend
You are the dream, that smothered my nightmare
Your being, is as fresh as the morning dew
I feel your presence like the warmth of the midday sun on my skin
Your smile melts me into floating oblivion
Your voice comforts me in an embracing hold
Your kiss is where I could spend eternity
Your words are an echo of my thoughts
Your love is tranquil paradise
I am forever yours
Living in your love
Nigh are the chronicles through infant lens
that slowly fill its voluminous page;
and behold, all the world to its far ends
shall in time be your playground and your stage.
But for now we wait in last days careworn
a labour of love and new breath of life;
on this augur I'll welcome my firstborn
when in my keep I hold my son and wife!
Gift him the arts and mercies of good men,
make heard his voice over the bark of most
and not want for love or false praise ask - then
my boy, my son, I'll have no prouder boast.
To my unborn child for the longest while
this be the first step in the longest mile.
love hurts, relationship, sorrow, time,
Yesterday I forgot the shade of your eyes
I struggled to remember your touch
Today I forgot the sound of your voice
Each day I don't miss you so much
In the end you only brought me sorrow
I wonder what I won't remember tomorrow
faith, friendship, lost love, love
It howled down the canyon
Like a wolf on a ridge
No longer invisible
As it rocked the bridge
It came with a chill
It came with a bite
I remember it hit me
Just before night
I stopped to listen
For I could hear
A voice from my past
One that I hold dear
It carried a scent
I’ll never forget
Along with a memory
That I’ll never regret
As it blew through me
Sweetheart I knew
The wind carries angels
Ones just like you
Written for the voices in
the wind contest.