beckon
Frayed cloth unravels at the lightest touch treads tangled with each other a blanket of holes stiched together on a bed of powdered air
You fit into me.
You fit into me Like a hook into an eye. A fish hook An open eye.
Emotions Digitized
What cyber emotions are sometimes like.
'Neath the Moon
'Neath the Moon, the Wild Hunt is about to begin. If you look very carefully, you will see the Hunter and his hounds. But beware, for on that night when he is loose... the dead themselves will roam freely! (I originally posted this at the Starlite Cafe poetry site back in 2010, under the name Grailknight777.)
We are walking on the moon
About the experience to find unconventional ways in love on long-distance. For all people who have courage to try out something new. Have an exciting 2013 all!
THE OCEAN AT NIGHT
I experienced this...So can you! (added 2 lines 7/2/17, and 2 more On 7/7/17 Originally wrote in 2006.. edited significantly! Changes always possible.
Shake off the day
With a shake of the head What news have you been feed Someone died? A person lost? then you cried? crippling legs? memory on hold? Is this the day you are told Every moment in time revels That we are not adhere to any and each m
Tortured in memory
past exiriences..(and repressed memory of childhood abuse)
into the darkness
My eyes cannot penetrate the dark surroundings. I stand motionless, afraid I may fall into a deep pit. I cannot hear; it's like a vacumm all around me. I get this weird feeling like something is about to happen. My heart begins to beat faster as
First Love
We All Had this pure honest first love ..
My Queen
For my Queen...
~pen's adrift~
A writer's right!
Moon in Scorpio
When I close my eyes I can feel you inside me When they’re open- I can still feel the ache Your energy is calm, Commanding and brave With one touch - I forget and forsake Your eyes are green and tempting- alluring; always drawing me near Y
Sprechgesang
I chose this title for it seemed to fit the theme!
To Rasputina
The name caught my eye on a Ticketmaster calendar, so I had to check it out. Played in a smaller venue in St. Louis and I went. Got the t-shirt and her autograph. Huge fan!
~~~~~~BRING BACK THE SOAP~~~~~~~
WE MISS ALL OF MY CHILDREN ON ABC BRING THEM BACK.....
Thunder Crashing
Thunder Crashing she opens her eyes, slowly... he is still there, fine, proud, erect. outside, thunder crashes in the sky, she can feel it's calling, & is not afraid to reach out and take his hand guiding him to soft corners laying a
Gate To Heaven
I wrote this for my grandma who passed away in 2009.
Never Ending Friendship
Doing this for you my friend gives me satisfaction until the end. Helping you makes me at peace with myself. I want to lift you up and thank you for our friendship which has lasted through out the many years. For this we must of do
Is this the end
I was in a dark place at the time i wrote this and looked to the bible for help.
forever missing you
it's been three years yet the emptiness and longing goes on you have moved on i am stuck my heart mired in sadness so strong sometimes it overwhelms me i am happy for you you found your dragonfly girl your complement in a female form
We Love You
Life, forever continuing, like an eternal flame, this is already starting to sound tame, with each new day, another entity is being formed, born into a world of turmoil & riddled with despair, we hope you grow old & live fair, we hope you fulfil your
Sweetly sung
Tramping through brambles and nettles to locate the source of such a beautiful sound. A tiny bird, perched high, just singing its heart out. I owe it much yet it asked for nothing.
VIKING and the VALKYRIE...Part 2.
lol.....xxx
Prayer
For the ones who need prayer.
By the Shoreline
Some moments seem so special you never want them to end.
Sir, don't turn the light off
I don't have much to say about this poem because the pain is so real, i cry a few tears writing it though.
A Sonnet;
The heart's emotion is not the exclusive property of the young, there is a peaceful quietude of love among those with silver hair.
Holding Hands
Like if I held your hand I would never let it go! Lol
IF ONLY I COULD
When I come to think of things around me that needs my attention but I can't have possible answers...
What do YOU see?
"Are you listening?, do you hear?" "what I've said, right now, right here" yes I hear, I see your pain, I understand lifes loss and gain, did you say I was wrong to think this way?, unreal, untrue, too far away?, "wake up, get up, look at real
Vegas
I wrote this in 1973 in Florida
We all know someone like this
This was not based on my friend Fred in anyway shape or form :-)
ALTERED EGO
This poem was inspired by the fairy tale mirror mirror on the wall... I thought mirror mirror on the ceiling would be a nice adult Twist. This was part of a project where we were decorating mirrors... My full length mirror was decorated fit for Freddie Mercury... and was exhibited at the Alley Theatre Strabane
Angels Hugging Angels
Its really what I am searching for in my life. I need a woman not to be a lover near as much as to be my best friend. And I think this fits for the perfect friendship.
I've Chosen...
We make choices every day. Our choices affect the very next move we make. God gives us free will to choose- to make decisions and those decisions have good or bad consequences. I need to stop choosing based on temporary feelings and choose instead to walk by faith and not by sight...
Banksia (one night stand)
* "on the piss" = Australian colloquialism for drinking. ** Banksia = inner South West suburb of Sydney. (Be honest - we've nearly all been there). Thanks for all your reads
RESTLESS & LOST
The feeling ..hard to explain I recognise myself only in name the sense of self merely a shell the only feeling - living in hell The light - end of tunnel is barely in sight as sleeplessness reigns yet another night So much to live for but la
were each other"s wind
just came to mind
Incident on Raple Road
You're a fire fly of tiny broken bones Fire works in February Left with out a sanctuary and the street lights have lit up Raple Road The neighborhood is tucked in bed Where you once laid your head is a snow angel in snow flakes of glass
Tribute to CS women
Well..What can I say?