absence, anger, depression, loneliness,
by Carol B. |
Prick me with your vivid green awareness
Let the white pins that needle me
Diminish into their foggy sham
The bridal wreath that scented our commitment
Now doused in unkept hopes and promises
Moss sprouting venom from hurts battled
Like a fish floating in space with no oxygen
I swam in currents without you
The tank occupied with endless dark clouds
Fraught with fear and loneliness
Love now submerged deep in the recess of my mind
Unclear what is sacred what is trash
I prayed you would see the light
That my white knight would return
This battle is fierce and yours to fight
by Emile Pinet |
10th grade, 12th grade, beautiful, feelings, imagery, love, stars,
When the last rays of sunlight start to die,
scarlet flames burn the sky as clouds ignite.
And while the birds roost, bats begin to fly,
hunting down elusive moths in mid-flight.
Luna hangs high in an ebony sky
spinning dreams into beams of golden light.
And twinkling stars, like fireflies in the night,
confetti the heavens, dazzling the eye.
Like gold filigree pinned to the darkness
swirling galaxies adorn the skies above,
as shooting stars unzip the black of space.
But, Man stands unabashed in His starkness,
for cosmic beauty can't compete with love,
a trait intrinsic to the Human race.
by Joe Dimino |
faith, happiness, inspirational, love, meaningful, perspective, wisdom,
Spiritual law of attraction: one can only receive by giving. One has to become love, if to know love for reception. What we hold in our consciousness is who we are and what we attract. Walls are all we think we know...better to live from a clean slate. Letting go opens our hands (hearts) for spiritual grasping. We are born dying obviously. It is not for death but our only way to life. It is illusion, the doorway not empty, not a space to pass through, but, in fact, a dimension of less encumbered being~ one dies to live dies to live...there is never lives to die. No darkness in creation...if anything, there is only self keeping out the light.
by Liam Mcdaid |
love, moon, romance, romantic, sun,
a soul orbits
looking into space
an orange full
into the sea of tranquility
floating air labored
softly gasping for breath
wrath of the sun's light
bombards this earth
bursting solar colours
feelings flare beautifully
flashing the beginning
of a strong orbiting cycle
gently sewing together
embraces warm rays
with her soft fingers
weaving love deeply
by Michelle Faulkner |
flower, husband, i love you, love, marriage, rose, wedding,
On our wedding he gave a crystal rose
Flowering forever, enrobed in glass
Ballerina's grace in delicate pose
Guardianship of tradition, of class
Witness of first years, of paper, cotton
Commitment held, her thorns learn to forgive
Pain polished away, stains dimmed, forgotten
Like love immortal, death she will outlive
Ten years on, he presented me her twin
Silvery spring caught; his honor, my gift
For old promises kept, new ones begin
He is still my rock amid rivers swift
Two roses, bloom in space the heart allows
Two roses, as eternal as our vows.
by A.M. Demotte |
flying, love, romantic,
The act of falling
Anyone can do it:
step off an edge,
be pushed, or jump.
The key is to
find the one
space and time,
at the exact same
rate as you;
grab on tightly,
and in grounding,
each spread an arm
by Justin Bordner |
Just breathe with me, its okay
our affection can live beyond pain and distance,
just breathe with me when you need a good kiss,
just breathe with me when there is struggle to be stoked,
just bleed with me when nothing else matters,
just smile with me when star light touches your face
let your heartbeat dance with me across time and space...its okay
by Black Eyed Susan |
funny, humorous, journey, poems,
I thought I could wow them with poems from earth
Poems of joy and humor, poems extolling it’s worth
So I laid out poems from Michael, Gail, and me
From Andrea, David, Gwen, and Ilene
From PD, Harry, Mandy, and Chris
From Jack, Craig, Cyndi, and Liz…
For I was sure once they read our beautiful works
They would embrace us and love our humanly quirks!
So last night I taped them all over my skin
Knowing they’d find them if they took me again…
When I woke up, they were gone and I had a reply:
“We enjoyed reading those poems last night,
And thanks for the names of the earthlings too -
We have many more experiments to do!”
For Michael's boomerang...send your poem for a ride contest
by Cecil Hickman |
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.
by Andrea Dietrich |
love, nature, summer,
Oh, summer sun, all winter I have missed
your stale hot breath upon my upturned face;
your tongue that seers my flesh as I unlace
the strings on my bikini. I am kissed
by sultry lips that burn. I can’t resist!
I bask in light of day, and I embrace
Your penetrating rays that find each space
of skin exposed. I wait and plan my tryst.
And when you come, I’ll reverence you once more,
supine, as you would have me, to receive
your torrid touch as token of your lust.
In June we’ll meet as always by the lake shore.
I should not go. So well you can deceive.
Some lovers you have killed! Yet still I trust. . .
for Brian Strand's Your Choice,Any Form,Any Theme Poetry Contest
by Liam Mcdaid |
angel, beauty, dream, emotions, feelings, love, sun,
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
by Ken Carroll |
art, beauty, love,
love gives us wings
we belong to the heavens...
Let us abandon
this frozen world
and fix ourselves
among the ceaseless blue stars...
Higher and higher
into the sky
you and I
will eternally fly...
Let us not
come too close to the sun
we may burn the tips of our wings
stay and be safe with me...
For in your eyes
is a burning sun
within you I find the end of space
and my wings are unpinned...
~ ~ ~
by Harry Horsman |
He gave her a Rose what else could he do
her bands so tied a one way avenue
though not Red nor White or hard to find Blue
a token to hide from kin’s retinue.
He gives her a smile to bridge hyper space
he’s let her down his prowess a disgrace
longs for Lilac eyes that match her face
oozing memories of lasting the pace.
Everything was blue in the sky at dawn
pitting his mood being one with the thorn
a stone cold kiss for love he feels sawn
in reality this his life borne.
© Harry J Horsman 2016
by Laura Leiser |
christian, jesus, love,
The Rose of Sharon bled holy red
with a crown of thorns upon His head
His blood flowed through time and space
pleasing the Father, covering our disgrace.
How great Thou art, oh spotless Lamb
to suffer for the souls of man
innocent, beaten, torn and scarred
healed by Your stripes from eternal harm.
Believe in the power of the blood
shed freely upon that cross above
for by it we're forgiven if we truly believe
new life to be given if we truly receive.
The Rose of Sharon bled holy red
with a crown of thorns upon His head.
Written on 5/29/2017
by Winged Warrior |
journey, love, romance,
Whispers at dawn I awaken near your yawn
Will you let me into your heart?
Dreams of passion I need your compassion
This will be our sensuous start
Falling in love all we need is a shove
Will you let me into your arms?
Breakfast for two your love I will chew
I’m drowning in your lucky charms
Side by side our love will preside
Will you let me into your essence?
Through forever always together
Within warming skies of iridescence
In circles of infinity we are divinity
Will you let me into your soul?
Through timeless space I will embrace
Our love sailing in a black hole.
Let Me Into Your Heart
Sponsored by: Julie Rodeheaver
by Aysha Nuwas |
betrayal, conflict, hope, sad,
In eastern lands, where once did roam
The winds of peace, and fields of home
Now echoes sound of bombs and gun
As war in Ukraine, is far from done
The sky once blue, now turned to gray
With smoke and dust, that won't away
And children's laughter, now replaced
By cries of pain, in this historic place
With each new day, new battles fought
As brothers clash, with brothers sought
And homes once filled, with love and grace
Now lie in ruins, in this darkened space
Oh, how we long, for peace to reign
And end this war, this endless pain
Let hearts unite, in hope and prayer
For Ukraine, for peace, and love to share.
by Liam Mcdaid |
in one's mind
beauty in the eye
that of the beholder
the silken cords
on a spiders web
feelings touching tender
soft and so
at the knees
like those of a child
how this world
from so many colours
drawing from your eyes
looks and shines
full of adventure
love it shines
in the light
of a thousand candles
sweet gentle breeze
in the soul
a million miles away
in another space
~ ~ ~ ~
by Wilma Neels |
as he enters he switches
off the lights
particles of light peep
through the blinds
the air filled with tension
we haven't been here in this
space in what seem like ages
the smell of flowers so
I shield myself from his gaze
his hands move over my face
he gently kiss my nose,
slowly moving to my forehead
the ease in which he does it
serene in preparation
as he expertly yet gently
awake all those senses
which lay dormant
the moment is now
it is just the two of us
while we explore -
flirt with the senses
the shadow moves over our
by Caren Krutsinger |
Running out of ideas?
That is impossible if you have a:
by Dm Babbit |
There it is again,
that feeling so ingrained
every time you say my name;
as if time has never existed
and every meeting we had was twisted
by destiny preordained;
with every first breath taken
as if we just met, reawakened.
A depth of memory recalls closeup
that tingling seething to speedup
where heartbeat can never keep up,
as if beating, living and breathing
would never be enough repeating
to keep in time and space so fleeting
in the constancy of you and me treasured
forever bound, love forever unmeasured.
by Terrell Martin |
A bald eagle landed in a tree,
right next door to me.
I heard his screech and saw his wings,
unfolded wide as if a king.
Proclaiming his own mighty throne,
majestic, proud and all alone.
I thought how long he’s been revered,
by our nation and others for countless years.
I thought about his strength and pride,
perched up there before my eyes.
As I stood watching his beauty, grace,
before again, he embraced that wild blue space.
Above, below, and all around,
he took to sky like love, unbound.
Leaving me enraptured, to smile and stare,
at that soaring spirit
moving ever higher,
way up there.
by Poet Destroyer A |
age, body, happy birthday, old, simple, voyage, youth,
Letting go of all the space in between
A theme, that use to be
Long gone before I woke
Sadly Today's my birthday
So here I am singing a song
Happy Birthday to myself
by Wilma Neels |
Can I hold your hand?
Just until your smile returns?
Promise not to hold too tight
In case you feel smothered
A hint of the tears you shed
Still visible – a testimony of your pain
Your wall went up again
I can feel it; you pushing at it
Pushing every one away
I will not feel wounded
I will not force you to talk
I know you need your space
Can I hold your hand?
Until your smile returns
by Caryl Muzzey |
like bottled air
clinging to nothing real,
except to slippery inside walls
like heart chamber
holding on to first love
bouncing back and forth, side to side
like nerve feeling
continued ceaseless pain
until all feeling is dissolved
Copyright © 2011 By Caryl S. Muzzey
First Place Winner ~ "An Old or New" Poetry Contest
Sponsored by: Brian Strand
July 20, 2011
by Anne-Lise Andresen |
destiny, fantasy, lonely, love,
Listening to your voice whispering
The moon is my mentor
With the search of your aura and pounding heart
The answer to this makes all the difference
Because my longing sings about my dear angel
Such feelings reins all my energy
No one can live among broken walls
The wind blew out the candle, chilling
In search for every space, every need and even secret dreams
As a landscape into the timeless time
10.10.2015 A-L Andresen :)
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