Magic Witch and her desire.
It is after midnight after all.
Tom Cat
I like Cats:)
It Takes Two to Tango
This poem, titled "It Takes Two for a Tango," is a beautiful exploration of love and partnership through the metaphor of a tango dance, taking place in the natural backdrop of a blooming garden. Each flower represents a unique aspect of love, making the poem rich in imagery and symbolism. The poetry flows rhythmically, much like the dance it describes, and uses the flowers as a progression through different stages of love, from passion (roses) to purity (daisies), commitment (lilies), joy (sunflowers), harmony (tulips), mystery (orchids), gentleness (violets), brightness (marigolds), and finally the culmination of love's journey (garden). The poem explores how love, like a dance, needs rhythm, timing, understanding, and mutual respect between the dancers. It speaks to the intimacy and shared experiences of two individuals bound together, gracefully moving through life’s music. The choice of words, their rhythm, and the progression of ideas give the poem a romantic, thoughtful tone. The poet's use of nature imagery throughout also adds a sense of depth and makes the poem feel more alive and vivid. Overall, "It Takes Two for a Tango" beautifully encapsulates the dynamics of love and partnership through vivid imagery, compelling metaphors, and a rhythm that mirrors the dance it describes. It's a poignant, elegantly crafted piece of work. It is dedicated to MAHARLIKA 808
Aloneness explained
Haiku/ Senryu 3 lines 7-5-7 syllables
Jacaranda trees at night
The purple petals darken in the gloaming;- In their flowered elegance, belles' dresses, Fall in a slowly darkling Summer night;- To the fecund loamy softness of the earth; Where the purpleness dissolves into the air;- And creatures stir. Sof
Love Is A Decision
"Love is a decision, it is a judgement, it is a promise. If love were only a feeling, there would be no basis for the promise to love each other forever. A feeling comes and it may go. How can I judge that it will stay forever, when my act does not involve judgement and decision." - Erich Fromm - (The Art of Loving) “But let there be spaces in your togetherness. And let the winds of the heavens dance between you. Love one another, but make not a bond of love: Let it rather be a moving sea between the shores of your souls. And stand together yet not too near together: For the pillars of the temple stand apart, And the oak tree and the cypress grow not in each other’s shadow.” Kahlil Gibran – (The Prophet)
When Nothingness Matters
This sonnet is written as a sublime portals of slightly warmer runoff water enters a slowly swollen stream just beginning to rise with the coming of the first warm rains of spring over a land still frozen in winter time.
Are You Willing?
Wrote this one 4-7-94. A real off the wall poem instead of a usual song, but when you look back almost 30 years later, you wonder what the Hell was I thinking or doing at the time when I wrote this! lol Until then...
Maybe in my next life.
I feel him, just think that I am meant to just remember him for my next life.
The Land Where The Cowgirl Grows
Life can only be best described in rhyme spoken by a woman who lives in the West.
Vegas
I wrote this in 1973 in Florida
Faceless Man
I just stopped looking and took a break, problem is he doesn't let me stop. And so I came back to see if He was around:)
Faithful
Old Friend Happy to see an Old friend in Poetry Lively Loving Caring and Kind friend Who's poem was full of Love Addressing her beloved With words like pearls Her poems she shared Was classic poetry I missed her very much Happy to see her again Her name is Ladyjewel I called her Diamond Lady Happy to see her back
~Door Knob Turns~
a step out into another dimension, horizontal breath a frost clings to the air lost in sight. Snow's yet to lay is a finger tip cold night. Perfect night in gaze a spotted night light as hands found the pockets head back in stare. Periph's pickin up
~Did you let her go~
Did you ever have the feeling That was the best you ever had Did you help it feel good Or did it get there All By itself. It's said life's not about love Yet, if it's knockin on your door Would you open it wide. Your face has a smile
THE DRAGONFLY
Off take of the legend of the Dragonfly. Transformation of a larvae that starts out in the water and then changes into a Dragonfly.
My favourite flowers
My favourite flowers
my love story
have been away a while and i think i have found him so will not be here much. wish you all a beautiful Xmas and may your new year be filled with love and hugssss
Viking Gods (Nonet)
Socrates…… another nonet for you!
Real Life
feeling a bit lost:-) hugs
Queen Searching Lost Kingdom
The poem "Queen Searching Lost Kingdom" is a beautiful and deeply evocative narrative, eloquently capturing the journey of a queen in search of her lost realm. It effortlessly weaves the theme of perseverance, love, and the power of hope through its exquisite lines. Each stanza, marked by the name of a flower, adds an extra layer of symbolism and depth. Flowers, traditionally associated with feelings and emotions, create a rich tapestry of images that underscore the queen's quest and her emotional landscape. This botanical theme contributes to an overall sense of continuity and growth, mirroring the queen's personal development throughout her journey. The journey of the queen could be interpreted metaphorically, not just as a quest for a physical kingdom, but also for internal fulfillment or self-discovery. The triumphant tone in the end, where the queen finds her kingdom and peace in a rose, suggests the completion of a transformative journey. It is dedicated to MAHARLIKA 808. Lastly, the use of rhyme and rhythm in the poem adds a lyrical quality, making it not only a joy to read, but also giving it a timeless, classic feel. Given that you've said this poem was inspired by a real 'queen' you know, it's evident that she is a strong and resilient figure. This poem, in its symbolic and metaphorical language, serves as a tribute to her journey and character.
My lonely and forgotten grave
Even if sadness was a part of your life, sometimes it's nice to relive them because it is what made you of who you are today.
Love
Wrote this for my better half.
Jungle tales
Just felt like writing some prose, not really a poem
A Dove
Watching the garden outside, eating ice-cream and wondering why I am back. But kind of happy to be back.
Love's Own Lullaby
The first poem in my "Poetry For Jill" Series.
Before The Gates Of Alahsar.
This fantasy is taken from a dream I have been having since I was a child.
Twilight.
Remembering so much.
For Martina - (The Starlight Glade.)
I hope this write does not offend. I do wish I had done It better, not one of my best days mentally I guess. May your light always shine Martina. Your Friend always....MIKE.
Can you see colours?
A poem I just read about colours reminded me of this time, was so special to see.
Everlasting.
Do we Love for a moment or can our Love be everlasting? Each of us has our own answer to this question.
Into Eternity
Walk into eternity adorned with imortality Stripped of flesh and bone, this primitive reality Mind dimensions unknown Spirit transcending time Consciousness awakening from itself With its memory left behind Infinity is just a
THE OYSTER AND THE PEARL
God's wondrous gifts to us. Easter is in a week celebrating the greatest gift of all.
~On the small of her back~ (Soulgoddess Challenge)
Tip toed in spin stopping in breath Hand hold's the mask, floor stands in still I promptly recall your scent from a time A market from years, a long time ago. That day you were masked as you are here right now Your voice that I heard, hair br
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OK, this is a poem at 2 AM. My kitty is running all over the place and my ribs are throbbing (2 were, accidentally, broken a little over a week ago).
Firefly
I love those brief early summer nights when fireflies so delight my childlike curiosity.
Let us repent
Just Random thoughts
Pigeon-hearted
loss of youth
Love is sometimes bitter
Please forgive how bad the poem is. I have not had my Morning Coffee yet. My kitty also keeps interuppting me to play. Five minutes into it, she curls up and starts snoozing.
he moonlit night, our love takes flight
Romantic fills
Silent Serenade
Just a bit of listening and writing.
Book
And so be it