by L Milton Hankins |
Categories:
autumn, beach, poems, weather, writing,
I shall return to Florida
In late autumn, a driving trip
When blooms have lost their stamina,
And I shall need to get a grip.
Surely before the first cold spell
Settles in, ere the first snowfall
I shall find a small place to dwell
Near the seashore where I can scrawl
Short verses on sandy beaches,
Where children collect fresh seashells
And play well above the reaches
Of the tide, I love ocean smells.
A watch on the skies I will keep
Lest a storm strikes while I'm asleep.
written July 23, 2021
by Rhonda Johnson-Saunders |
Categories:
desire, longing, love, passion,
Hypnotic are your eyes in light
of sun and stars and luring moon.
Eyes crystal blue flame coldest night
then look away as lovers swoon.
Like them, I long to lose my head
and heart to love, not just a game.
Enlightened by a kiss, we'd wed,
a charmed new life with a new name.
My feet tread soft, my blood burns deep.
I scour for deeds to draw you near.
Unheeded, this beguiled soul weeps.
I've failed to sway your heart, austere.
Caress me with hypnotic eyes.
if love's a dream, I'll fantasize.
Written 2/10/17 for Form H Contest
by Christopher Thor Britt |
Categories:
beach, love,
A summer’s walk on painted sand
Along the beach at night
The salty air may bring a chill
But my arms will hold you tight
I feel you look into my soul
You see past my thin disguise
At once the world just fades away
Lost here in your eyes
What life had I before this night
Before your love’s sweet calling?
No shade of peril to hold me bound
My heart’s already fallen
Your kiss that lingers at my lips
Draws out a gentle sigh
You bring life into this man who’s
Lost here in your eyes
In your embrace I find myself
Lost in your sweet eyes
by Dane Ann Smith-Johnsen |
Categories:
happy, nature,
The forest is my last retreat.
There breezes sing a quiet song.
As flowers scented air stays sweet,
My heart with music sings-along.
There, nature has a love affair.
Squirrels’ treetop tricks solicit smiles.
The beastly beings living there,
Array the day with fun lifestyles --
Protected by the land itself,
All creatures seek and find refuge.
I love to walk there by myself.
In quiet peace where hearts grow huge.
So, sheltered by the hand of God,
Until I die, I shall be awed.
2/15/2017
Written for Poetry Form H contest
by Andy Craig |
Categories:
forgiveness, god, how i feel, jesus, love, seasons, spiritual,
Back on track with
my faith. Sometimes
I just feel ashamed,
chained down a disgusting
disgrace.
Why do I once again
slide away unsure if I'm saved?
I hold onto God's grace, a free gift
showing how much he truly loves
us.
Christ alone is my cornerstone.
I could never survive this journey on
my own faith alone.
by Goddess Queen Yahudah |
Categories:
appreciation, blessing, for him, heart, i love you, i miss you, smile,
I just can not help myself
How I feel inside for you
Rhythms flow ocean side sea mine for you
I cannot say to you I don’t need right here by my side
Favor brought us together
Destiny they collide
Ecstasy there to be told in all these lines for you
I just can not help myself
How your words vocally make me feel
Your touch
Your kiss
Your smile
I miss all of you
Can you here me when I call you
In the spirit
Can you hear me when I lift up your name?
All the same
I release to you that I care so deep
So deep for you
I just can not help myself
How you are you!
by Goddess Queen Yahudah |
Categories:
best friend, true love, word play,
Answers!
You know Yah and s it for me to feel this way
Today
I felt some type of way
I don't want to mess things up
I never asked you to pass this cup
All I ask is for you to help me to press on
Moving on to the next chapter
In my life
How long
What must I do
To be patient with this
A kiss I miss
On the sensual sensation of my lips
What do I say today
It seems so strick
I see you love me of course
Is it really dangerously in love
Matters drops on the floor
More information my diary is filling up
I never asked why
Never to pass my cup!
by Larry Bradfield |
Categories:
lost love,
Her eyes sparkled as if from wine,
But it was early in the day.
I could near feel her lips on mine,
But she made no effort to stay.
Her feelings hidden somewhere deep
Within her mysterious soul .
She turned to walk as if in sleep,
And left me there alone and cold.
She had buried our only chance
Beneath some dark and hidden past.
As I looked on a dead romance,
And pondered the die she had cast.
Was it love that she had hidden?
What role was this I'd been bidden?
2/8/2017
Hybronnet
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by Victor Buhagiar |
Categories:
love,
They sat in love below a willow tree,
And from afar, they heard the rumbling sea.
He looked at her; green eyes seemed full of tears.
He asked what's wrong, afraid he saw some fears.
I am afraid, she said. I dare not tell.
The vale is vast, and flowers spread their smell.
I'm tired, my back aches, and I yearn for figs.
I'm hungry, oh, for a plate of spare ribs.
He stood and ran towards the sea in haste,
And with clothes on, he jumped, feeling abase.
The cold sea spray calmed down his tattered thoughts.
He loved her and began to dream of cots.
He took her in his arms and kissed her sweet,
We'll wed and have so many more to greet.
Placed 1
by Goddess Queen Yahudah |
Categories:
beautiful, feelings, love, memory, sympathy,
I just cannot help myself how I feel inside for you
Rhythms flow
Ocean sides sea mine for you
I cannot say to you I don't need you right here by my side
Favor brought us together
Divine Destiny they collide
Ecstasy there to be
Told in all of these lines
I just cannot help myself how your words vocally
makes me feel
Your touch your kiss your smile
I miss all of you
Can you hear me when I call you in my spirit
Can you hear me when I lift name
all the same
I release to you that I care
So deep
So deep
For you
I just cannot help me self
How you are you
by Frederic Parker |
Categories:
love,
My dear your eyes are where my heart has been
you have looked deep into my soul with love
to share with me a sacred covenant
as we let go of the robes of disguise
we'll wrap ourselves in love's gentle warm skin
that's soft like the whispered breath of a dove
ardent passion forever elegant
graceful and refined as our heart replies
depth and breadth of love have been born within
to lift our spirits to the sky above
where dreams we find airy and jubilant
draped in raptured light from the sun to rise
to wash over us a shimmering glow
and frame our silhouette as one shadow
by Kim Rodrigues |
Categories:
first love,
Don’t Worry Love
The hot redness of her face, as if Mars,
Surrounded by flashy yellow a-bright;
And pure snow clouds dancing, chastefully, light.
Orbit’s blush and puppy love eyes with stars.
Latterly, bestie speaks it out loudly.
A sudden volcanic moon of madness
dries her throat, a disruption of sadness.
Virginal countenance, burning brightly.
Then her crush softly grabs her hand in his.
“Don’t worry love. Let’s step outside,” he croons.
She is startled - her cheeks begin to swoon.
Fresh air cools her down. She enjoys the chills.
The robins sings of lovely things - knees weak,
as he brushes a kiss upon her cheek.
by Vladislav Raven |
Categories:
beauty, dream, love,
My eyes, they beheld A Beauteous Sight,
Before my eyes, it did shine like the sun.
I did see such beauty within the light,
Tonight, passion’s fulfilment would be done.
A woman did stand on Heaven’s bright plain,
Her temple praised by the Angels on high.
I knew Love it would forever remain,
When I did leave this glory in the sky.
Where you did stand, it was as bright as day,
Your glory, I did not know I would find.
But there you did stand, there you did stay,
A beautiful light held within my mind.
Now all around us, everything was still,
As now your sweetest dreams I would fulfil.
11/01/2019.
by Mahtab Bangalee |
Categories:
writing,
Before publishing contest news
I was on the floating sky heart
With the blinking stars to reuse
The love for lyrics on wise art
Mortal I’m for the birth cradle
But the astute light of the heart
Shows the couplet of hope bugle
To live long in the verse of smart
Immortal wisdom defeats lamp
Of the writing challenge in flow
But the winner sun runs on ramp
Cause the loser has no tint show
Rainbow recites the winner’s line
Dark cloud absorbs the loser’s brine
© Mahtab bangalee
Chattogram
04/03/2023
by Kim Rodrigues |
Categories:
emotions, love,
O HEART
Tracing its symmetrical shape —
claustrophobic butterfly wings,
sensate sweep, with kisses my nape.
The flutter of my heartstrings sing.
Don’t break my wings of happiness,
this bellyache ballerina,
this lavender oil of sweetness,
and lover’s splash of katrina.
O pheromone pulse! Rapturous!
A dance in the mirror with you
— my slipper toes adventurous!
Love’s over the rubicon queue.
Lover , you trace my passion’s heart
— if it dies, it will not restart.
2/5/2018<
Early Feb Standard Contest/Brian Strand
Hybronnet Form - 8 syllables per line
*Katrina - pure
**Rubicon - the limiting line
by Nazim Zarsinner |
Categories:
heartbroken, humanity, lost, memorial, poetry, rain, trust,
I am living alone
In barren universe.
My soul seeks a soulmate,
To be so terse.
I stretch my hand in rain,
But, drops don't know my pain.
My heart says there is none
Who can realize love,
I want you to know that,
Love's all above,
This is not such a clue
You know that I need you.
by Unseeking Seeker |
Categories:
god, introspection, joy, space, spiritual, time,
Were we not in the cage of space,
mocked by incessant flow of time,
how then would we imbibe God’s grace
and weave a beauteous love rhyme?
To the throb of bliss beats we sway,
meditation sans volition,
with no agenda on our shelf
centred in heart by night and day,
wherein each time we audition,
the music plays all by itself.
When our eye’s single, we are light,
whilst on earth in drunken delight,
we surrender to the bliss storm;
touched thus, magically transform.
by Kim Rodrigues |
Categories:
love,
Romance commenced with quiet strolls,
with pleasing smiles, to ball commits.
There’s a tango of scented souls.
Ascent of a fantasy spritz.
Bright pretty skies; her bow is blue.
This coolish day, with yellow rays.
Serenity; a splendid view;
slight freckles and her hair ablaze.
Fresh air frenetically vaults
with sweet talk like a lullaby.
The pitter patter of hearts’ waltz.
Affair tonight - a gown, black tie.
He’s snazzy in black, shiny shoes.
The stars and moon! More so, her blues!
by Reason A. Poteet |
Categories:
11th grade, bullying, heartbreak, lost love, marriage,
She chose to think his sweet talk lies were cute…
that things he said had value worth pursuit.
that substance would emerge, somewhat astute.
And while his words of love she wants to feel…
she ambles through their world hoping to heal.
She fears his selfish frost is hard as steel.
These past three years recalled with misty eyes…
he goads her daily even as she cries;
he begs excuse but sneers with compromise.
His conversation scars with bogus blame.
it mocks them both for trust has turned to shame;
it gags her voice, so silence is her game.
She made a promise, hoping that somehow
her mate would change. She’ll never break her vow.
by Unseeking Seeker |
Categories:
silence, spiritual,
Let’s lay to rest all doubts that grout,
rooted in conditioned belief,
that thus giving our soul relief,
we’re at peace as we go about.
Transforming as vast space itself,
recognising we’re all of this,
all nodes within suffused with bliss,
no desires remain on our shelf.
As God’s grace pours in from above,
our feeble form is energised,
objects no longer weighed and sized
and all that then remains is love.
Judging neither fault nor merit,
all thought forms, we disinherit.
by Unseeking Seeker |
Categories:
spiritual,
Opting to feel, rather than think,
sensing energy flow in form,
as a non-doer we receive
hues of bliss flavoured with love’s ink
and as we’re centred in this storm,
soul’s at peace when ego begs leave.
The simple shift from head to heart,
is really all that’s needed
for soul to transmute as God’s light,
causing bliss ignition to start,
that with will to Him conceded,
we see Him clearly in plain sight.
God calls to us, let us respond,
forging with love, a lifelong bond.
by Constance La France |
Categories:
grief, introspection,
"Grief is the price we pay for love." Quoted by _Queen Elizabeth II
I walk streets of grief and of solitude,
oh, dark death has come like a crawling thief;
and I am drifting like a fallen leaf,
wandering wrapped in weeping quietude.
Oh, how long will I wander in a haze,
will it be long years or months, weeks or days;
weary, I wish for the glow of sunlight,
I can feel it on my face . . . oh delight !
The path I follow is paved with gem stones,
streets of solitude still mine when broken;
often left sad, moody and soft-spoken.
Some days are fine and some are all amiss,
and some are just pure sublime, serene bliss;
now, my streets not always of decayed bones.
by Emile Pinet |
Categories:
angst, anxiety, betrayal, emotions, extended metaphor, feelings, heartbroken,
Hindsight gives you an unobstructed view;
you see things that were once invisible
as hidden truths are rendered visible.
You can't change anything, only review;
yesterday's impossible to undo,
a minted coin is not divisible.
Your heart has been broken so many times;
stop looking back and focus on the now,
get over it; you'll get through this somehow.
Today, you can't tell the wind from the chimes;
tears start to drop, and anxiety climbs,
summoning all the strength hope will allow.
But tomorrow offers a brand new day;
another chance for love to come your way.
by Crystol Woods |
Categories:
cute love, rain,
It is like the rain on a summer day
Each drop restoring, keeping heat at bay
If not for this I'd burn in hot sun rays
Bringing the rainbow, not blue sky to gray
It is like music, hearing holds you still
Goosebumps testifying to the thrill
If I couldn't hear, heart and soul would feel
this melody like medicine that heals
It is like magic, spells in each exhale
wrapping me in arms of love, all is well
So, let the rain fall cool, let music swell
Let your magic ring out like chiming bells
Let me be the reason, it will abound
For to hear you laugh, there's no sweeter sound
by Unseeking Seeker |
Categories:
dream, love, mystery, spiritual,
We’ve donned this form to feel love warm,
caged in space and hemmed in by time,
memory of heaven wiped clean,
so we feel helpless in life’s storm,
deadened to pulse of bliss beat’s chime,
light of soul remaining unseen.
To have the cake and eat it too
requires us to remain awake,
recognising life is a dream
but how then will rapture renew,
if awareness applies the brake,
on flow of love’s dancing moonbeam?
This is the quiz we need to ace,
feasible only with God’s grace.