by Gregory Richard Barden |
Categories:
analogy,
my fingertips
touch ...
tender, but with melodic intent
you tremble
just SO ...
and sigh sweetly
the delightful answer
to my questioning hands
a gentle press ...
your supple curves against me
fitting me like dovetail
your quivers ...
soft-thrumming my flesh
matching your moans
the hushing pulse of your body
urges me on ...
your swan-like neck
satin beneath my hot palm
as it moves lower
pressing ...
deft digits dancing across you
like a wild Spaniard
we are ... one
our purpose, the same
oh, sing to me now
let my passion be your cry
let our lullabies of love and desire
move souls ...
and ache hearts
my beloved ...
guitar.
by Tim Smith |
Categories:
love,
I do not love you like the crescent moon
majestically erupting into a star filled night
nor do I love you like the pearl painted swan
gliding effortlessly across a pristine pond
Fear not for I do most certainly love you -
But my love is more like a cool crisp apple
one succulent bite bringing sustenance to life
My love lives in our fresh laundered linens
dried in the comforting winds blowing off the sea
My love is here
My love is now
It is in everything I touch
It is in everything I Do
I may not love you like the luster melting hearts
glistening off a ten carat diamond ring
but you can be sure my love lives daily
in my every breath and my every dream
by White Wolf |
Categories:
memory,
Before I leave from this world
A vision of you I yearn to see
Intrepidly my heart leads on
I possess the door but not the key
A swan on this lake of love
Loneliness, finally, has reared its head
Cold is the lake I am drifting on
I search the shallows for warmth instead
No comfort to be found for my aching heart
The shallows may be clear to see your way
But I desire the depths to dive down in
To turn this night into day
by Tim Smith |
Categories:
beauty, song,
Sun brush slow as dawn's light breaks
kiss gently on this heart that wakes
warm up days til night stand guard
when breeze blows brisk and mighty hard
Tap lightly on her peeked cheek this morn
where thoughts of love and life are born
bring forth to her peace and hope
and faith in man from words God spoke
Impart comfort and ease in rays you share
lighten our load on that cross we bare
Rise up high and in blue skies do rest
soothe our souls with loyal hearts abreast
Sun brush slow as dawn's light breaks
Paint with grace 'pon swan still lakes
by Besma Riabi Dziri |
Categories:
anger, beauty, blessing, feelings, forgiveness, friendship love,
Who am I not to excuse and forgive
when the Solo God, His mercy would give.
Rage inside, I plead to God to erase
though much of pain has on the face left trace.
All the seasons barged into Springtime
and the Rose has to keep her scent sublime.
The birds would chirp and hail a rising dawn
as night would echo the woes of a swan.
Mind and heart are forever friends and foes
heart sins and mind reasons, one to dispose !
Sweet bitter life! blest to taste and survive
The Mighty, Beauty from Him we derive.
by Shane Cooper |
Categories:
love, memory,
Eyes of blue with hair of gold
Lips blood red with cheeks flushed pink
Small shell like delicate ears
Memories remain
Soft skin white as ivory
Neck delicate so swan like
Alabaster breasts rose tipped
Memories remain
Our hearts join in harmony
Passions raise bodies held close
Loves fever rise, lips touch
Memories remain
Pleasures exquisite unfold
Mind, body, soul enraptured
Souls linked as two become one
Memories remain
Spent in loves delights we lay
Caresses gently exchanged
our lips touch in sweet union
Memories remain
complete dodoitsu string "memories" 13/02/2015
by liam mcdaid |
Categories:
beautiful, butterfly, emotions, love, moon, romance,
As the moon smiles
beams pearly white
silver shadows dancing
in the souls warm sweeping energy
Sweetly brushing butterfly wings
floating inside flying to the sound
Echoes floating in each flutter
touching a warm dainty voice sings
magic chanting
I am to the mantra off your life
graced each step
one like a swan in flight
always flying forward
Never stepping back
finding everything in peace
inside out shines beautiful
dancing the night away
by Tim Smith |
Categories:
beauty,
A ring full of daisies weaved in her hair
adorns a white cotton sundress
as she twirls through the air
a heavenly tune plays only for her
the world's at a standstill
as her dream scenes come true
she's in love with the blue bird
plays tag with the squirrels
she speaks with the sweet swan
understanding each word
she's a vision of lovely
God's gracing gift
nothing restrains her
a princess adrift
with the sun shining down
through cracks in skies mist
her smile is beaming
at peace with life's twists
by Richard Lamoureux |
Categories:
emotions, lost love,
You wrapped me in your wings
As together we lay
Seven days in heaven
Before you flew away
I regret that moment
When first I saw your smile
I longed for forever
You only stayed a while
I'm left with no answers
You left me before dawn
Me the ugly duckling
Dreaming you were my swan
Yet some dreams are fleeting
No answers will be found
A heart can be broken
Without making a sound
September 3rd, 2013
Fragment contest
by Tim Smith |
Categories:
beauty, love,
Oh the nights under opalescent stars
where I once stood breathless
at the hint of your scent
drifting slowly
across flower filled fields
and honey dipped dreams
where distant birds fluted
perfect love songs to her mate
Oh the nights reaching high up to the painted moon
filled with deep orange and yellow hues
dancing slowly to a soulful simple tune
where hearts would dip
and beats would skip
in a ballroom made of lost balloons
Be still now my heavenly glory night
casting beauty on her clear silk pond
where the pure white swan swims gracefully
where wishes began and wishes will remain
until a new tomorrow starts again
by Emily Schaffer |
Categories:
hope, love, nature, autumn,
A warm day, a cool breeze,
An autumn forest, a perfect freeze.
A flying choir, a band of nature,
No one present, a pretty picture.
A graceful doe, a curious fawn,
A shallow mirror, a magestic swan.
A quiet peace, a golden sun,
In hopeful silence, I wait for you to come.
by Aljim Lituanas |
Categories:
love, romance,
The Imagery of Love
Aljim B. Lituañas
Flying so lightly
Flying so gently
My butterfly mystery
Stepping so quietly
Stepping so calmly
At my balcony.
Lovely swan is floating
Upon the tranquil lake
Chirping bird, sweet singing
As the brown branches shake.
When the rainbow sparks
Upon the sky
It’s your beauty I can’t deny
So as your sweet sweet smile
That shines upon our golden aisle.
by Elaine George |
Categories:
tribute,
The tale Tchaikovsky wove that day
Lives on and on upon a stage
Spun by pirouettes ...and plie's
An epic story of love conveyed
Through the beauty of ballet
Prince Siegfried and his Queen Odette
Who gave their lives without regret
To live forever bound together
As beautiful birds of a feather
As two swans upon a lake
Author: Elaine C. George
Authors note: Plie' is a french word
pronounced Plee ay
by Tina Hunter |
Categories:
beautiful, beauty, body, boyfriend, desire, devotion, fantasy,
I'm peaceful and complete for the heat, the sweet explosions of desire burning the love with your sizzling kisses we're creatures of the fire I splash into the pleasure, all consuming we swan-dive into the volcano, burning i'm joyfully and madly in love with you mingled male and female, yearning and yet there is more when our love is bliss this closeness that i've never felt before my body starts to sizzle when i feel your gentle kiss my passion for you deep, and fully blooming being together is very neat long after, sweet warm flickers still remain we creatures of the tender fire and heat
by Deb Wilson |
Categories:
bird, hope, love,
As life roars on I keep my grace.
Just watch the love light on my face.
This inner strength is mine to own
to soften a heart once made of stone.
Natural beauty dwells inside.
The truth of that I need not hide.
A broken spirit's finally healed.
The joys of life will be revealed.
So I will swim these waterways
making the most of all my days.
I'll hold the sunset in my eyes
and sail beneath the moon struck skies.
I chose Swan because it means true beauty ,power of self, love and grace. I feel this is a good depiction of how my life has turned around and how I have now got love in my life which has helped to heal me.
by iolanda Scripca |
Categories:
art, death, lost love
Awaken from her maker's poison
Reality's her nightmare's reason
To run away from tombs that cover
The lifeless body of her lover
Barefooted... So free to love again
Waiting for him with red cheeks of rain
"The Globe" is empty, Romeo's gone
In Stratford -on - Avon she's alone
A tourist's place - the guide is pointing
A holographic disappointing
Fragmented Fate of a lonely swan
A deja vue ... I might be the one...
The stage lights died, applause in echoes
The curtain falls on ghosts of heroes...
for John's contest " Shakespearean Sonnet"
by Abdul Malik |
Categories:
longing, lost love,
Lovelorn;
My love,
Breaking my heart,
Left me forever to
mourn.
Forlorn;
I Lament,
Singing the blues,
My pining heart pleads:
Return!
Dr. Ram Mehta's "Longing" contest.
by Tahera Mannan |
Categories:
artdance, dance,
The lucid flow of her dance
A marriage of mythology and philosophy
Evolution of the soul, body and psyche
I fell into a spiritual trance
The expression of pure joy and beauty
Her subtle actions bloomed along
As she moves to the melodious song
Portraying love, fear, anger and duty
Her dance an illusion on my soul
A blissful state in the air
A snow white swan in prayer
This devdasi with enticing eyes of kohl
Bharatnatyam is a classical dance from of India. This was traditionally performed by
Devdasis, who were women living in temples.
by liam mcdaid |
Categories:
beautiful, beauty, love, romance,
Baby whispering
echoes a treasure softly
sweet words lingering
Inside silently warms one
single heart fully smitten
sounds of waves deeply crashing
Landing on sands warm golden
deep beautiful paradise
your beauty alone babe sweet
Sunshine looking upon love
your face honey a soul shines
launches within a thousand dreams
A swan of such regal grace warm
rests her pure beautiful heart true
floating inside clouds sparkling magic
with a jeweled gem silver lining
you 're baby cloud nine sailing blue
wrote to 5/7/5/7/7/7/7/7/7/7/8/8/8/9/9/9 syllable count left a note on cloud nine smiling a mad sort of write drawing love from the soul
by Tim Smith |
Categories:
hurt,
Adrenaline pumping, my tongue is in knots
Her swan like reflection in my every thought
Walking rose cover aisles that I have dreamed of
Together forever I think I'm falling in love
Dare I stare deeply into those sweet caramel eyes
Searching for meanings to the heavenly skies
With me at her side can our hearts be set free
or shall we dance in a vineyard under a fruitless fig tree
Chances I take, but alone I still wait
Without ever knowing truly my fate
Out the shadows many a tempting snakes slither
Hopelessly I watch as my bloom starts to wither
The love and passion behind my kiss you'll never know
My dearest sweetheart, with regret, I ought to go
by jack horne |
Categories:
animalsbeauty, beauty,
A robin its breast as red as cherries
The rook in mourning dress,
Its nest in the graveyard tree,
Cawing in sympathy to tears of distress,
Looking down sadly on misery,
Hoping its young do not see.
The long necked swan swims,
So elegant on water,
Its beauty supreme;
On land it looks ungainly:
A beauty queen in jack boots.
No sacrifice, the dove coos love
Snowy body soaring heavenwards.
Jack Horne
27th April 2011
for Constance's Four Beautiful Birds contest
by Jesse Jones |
Categories:
imagination, introspection, life, lost love, love, mystery,
Dream of Swan Tiger.
Dream of savages.
Dream of heaven.
by Sara Kendrick |
Categories:
animals, funny, inspirational, love, nature
.
Swan and Gander touch
Heads construct an odd shaped heart
Love the strangest thing
by Ralph Mason |
Categories:
love, fire, fire,
I painted a fire, a little fire on my floor
then I sang a sweet song and made a soft sound
and the flames did grow higher, higher my hound
I jumped in the middle both feet shod flat
then I let my hair down and tore my shirt off
and the flames grew still higher, higher my hound
I called for the dove and I called for the swan
then I leapt from the fire and ran to the door
and the flames grew still higher, so much higher than my floor
I strained to escape, my sinews pulled taught
then with all of my strength I did flee the wild light
and the flames grew ever higher, as I passed out of sight
by Johnny Sumler |
Categories:
love,
The breath of Briance, I believe to be...
Life that my lungs listens to lovingly.
Like dawn upon the lawn, her yawn is drawn,
Surreal as fawn in sun that shadow swan.
She's the warm wind whose works heal wounds inside;
Drenched, pinched with french our tongue and lips collide