buried my toes in snow
earth so brown below
brown frozen holding down
snow all over earth like crown
I was freezing
pretty pain from one snow flake
it kept me for sure wide awake
was I something death could take
another devil for God’s sake
the frost was teasing
hand of sleep reached me so
my breath was pretty bad to blow
I should have known this years ago
like any other flying crow
the frost was pleasing
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Posted: May 2023
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Entering the therapists’ room I experienced
brief and glimpse encounters
through an aquatic of grappling hands and minds.
Yet all who proclaimed to be healers were stealers.
Among them was the highly acclaimed clairvoyant
trying to penetrate my mind.
She became overwhelmed and frustrated
finding no gateway,
abandoning me, as hopeless, mindless and useless
thrusting me towards you
the new boy
in training
untried, untested
and little thought of
too insignificant for their grandeur.
You knew that I was being cast off
furthermore thrown into your direction
as unwanted, un-repairable
too broken to restore
opinions of the soothsayer
oracles of false prediction.
The teeming room of therapist
glanced on with pity
as they exchanged fistfuls of their clients wealth
“She is covered in blood!
who can go near her” they feared
“You have her” the mystics insisted.
You held me in your arms
Then gently seating me down upon the rug
You handed me a colourless bolster bean-filled pillow.
I pressed the pillow close to my chest
hugging it like my own teddy.
You drew in close to me,
asking me to choose a colour for the pillow.
“Vivid light green, a turquoise sea” I responded
“I knew you would choose that shade” you joyfully affirmed.
Simultaneously I was on board your boat
Buoyantly floating the aquamarine estuary
You held my shoulders, gently rocking me
The boat swayed back and forth
as your healing love journeyed
exploring my complexity
through your sweet unguent scented palms.
Embracing one of your hands
descending it down my torso,
nestling it precariously on the inner part of my thigh
I enticed you into the boat with me.
While the elements gently rocked us
Your hand soothingly and sensually
fondled me into a sleepy lull.
With my back inclined into your chest
along with your arms around me I melted
into your caresses.
Nuzzling your head
into the curve of my neck and shoulder
we drifted on the calm swaying waters.
We no longer were two separate entities
however had become as one,
encircling the cool flame
of infinite love and peace
flickering through our quintessence
as the healing flame entwined each receptor
infusing the subtle energies
gracefully flowing like liquid gold
exploring our veins and vessels
entwining us like a woven blanket,
a tapestry of bliss.
Subsequently
we were curtly interrupted
from our dreamy boat
of tranquillity,
by prodding therapist
with scornful expressions
“Totally unethical” we heard them murmur with many “tuts”
Yet nothing bothered us...
Nonetheless we remained serene
plus undisturbed within,
there were no disturbances
within the waters of our existence.
You encircled me intimately
wrapping your arms around me firmly.
Your sensual sexuality surged
as you pressed in closely
upwelling through my spine.
Whilst both inhaling
in perfect synchronisation
the presence of the living God
filled our hearts.
When we exhaled together
all the brokenness
plus all the pain dispensed.
With each breath we shared
deeper healing occurred.
Trust and bonding grew between us
like two innocent children.
Peace and understanding was ours
to be claimed.
Fear dissipated into the sea
as Christine held us safely in her bowels
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Posted: Apr 2023
About this poem:
This was a vivid dream that I had and I quickly wrote it down when I woke up... then composed into a poem
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If you really want to please her
Present a bouquet of
freesia
Purple, orange, pink and white
Delicate petal delight
Heavenly aroma
Uplifts my heart
God's creation
A work of art
So when I'm poorly
Don't give me
Milk of magnesia
If you wish to please me
A bouquet of freesia
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Posted: Apr 2023
About this poem:
My favourite flowers
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SHAKESPEARE ONCE SAID
I cried when i had no shoes...
But i stop crying....
When i saw a man without legs.
Life is full of blessing,
Sometimes we don't value it.
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Posted: Apr 2023
About this poem:
I really write this poem because ..i realized how precious is life...but we take it for granted
We all has only one life ..so let's take care of our lifes
And through which you live
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The ray of moonlight illuminated the silhouette of a duo
That danced beneath the darkened canopy filled with stars
A knowing deception lead to a stranger’s encounter from afar
You couldn’t begin to even distinguished beyond the tears
That had collected, been bottled throughout the years
The fears that came along with that alleviate, through
The lack of care that the king had shown, mistrust, and
A seed of deception from that had sown, the change
Of negativity had indeed grown, and the romantic ship
Soon had flown, it took a knight to emerge from the night
To sever the king’s patriotic will to flee, before the lady could see her destiny
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Posted: Apr 2023
About this poem:
introspection
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Author: Tnecniv
Like a wind crying endlessly through the universe, time carries away the deeds of conquered and commoners alike, all that we are, all that we were, are the memories of those who cared we came their way for a brief moment.
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Posted: Apr 2023
About this poem:
Heard it on a Tv show in the 80s it has stuck with me ever since,
Sums up about everything really.
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I woke up for school 11/9/1995 and thought I don’t wanna go. I don’t feel good mom,my stomach hurts.You can make it its only a half day she blurts. So it’s off to school, riding the bus putting gum in the drivers hair, got caught told her I don’t care. Finally pull up to school get off the bus acting a fool told carol she missed some gum yaaaaa haaaaa haaa who. Get into class and I be darn it did go fast.. back on da bus carol missing some of her hair and guess what I still didn’t care. I was a mean little kid regret the things I did. Got off the top of the hill walked home looking forward to get some pop and chill. Smoking my cig I see my grandma in the station wagon,little did I know she was there to save me and bro from the fate we now know. Dip thru the woods the back way to my house. Finally here. Expecting to see my mom at the table as usual but she’s not there. All doors locked and country music sounds . I jingled the lock,I’m in now. Turn that country music off.Turn on the toons.Get me a piece of cake and my dew.Figured mom and dad must be taking a nap in their room??! No more than 5-10 min go by and knock knock knock at the door it’s my little bro. I let him in. Off to pee he goes,then asks why mom and dad sleep on the floor? I get up to round the corner Mom face up my dad down. Blood all around. I will never forget that smell, Oil and metal. My mind races what to do I know they are gone 911 for people that are hurt dude, so I call my grandma.. tell her mom and dad dead on the floor. I sit my brother down, tell him I’m here forevermore . I knew they was gone but didn’t comprehend, it too was our end. All we knew gone in a blink. Dad did not think, shot my mom but thought to spare us the sight.Sent grandma to get bro and me, little did he know he gave her the wrong time and location though. I was a badass had to smoke. Saw grandma and dipped away before she knew, I was smoking to be cool. We wouldn’t have saw what we did.I feel to blame. I now know it was my dad who has caused the pain. Took my mom from us. Hurts to think I was just a car ride away from a different reality. Now it seems I have only the bad memory. My flashbacks come with smell.Having ptsd is a living hell.
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Posted: Apr 2023
About this poem:
Worst day of my life pretty much my thoughts that day I told my bro I would be there for him always and I have up until few months ago clothed and fed him after I got outta foster care I took him in got custody of him. We just need to think our choices through sometimes something’s there to be there and you miss it I was a kid I just thought my grandma left our house or something and I wanted to smoke.. if I never smoked maybe I would not have saw what I did my bro too it he doesn’t remember luckily. If I get enough likes I may write one about my time as a state ward of Michigan nightmare that truly didn’t end till I was 31 you would think it would have ended at 17 but nope state only gave me 2 pieces of identification I needed 3 and one of ‘em they would not accept so I had no way to prove who I was I contacted state they said they gave me everything they had so I was just stuck no way prove who I was till I got pulled over in my car I bought then they give me one to suspend it ha I then made the choice to drive more and more and gave up trying to prove I am me to sec of state f*ck Michigan man I went through hell because of law changes on terrorism and lazy workers in and outta jail dwls fines repos made me feel like a criminal so I became one for awhile sold dope weed acid pills lied stole I was a bad dude all because the state didn’t give ‘em enough ids joke man luckily I had cash paid for apartment for 6 mo no identification needed Benjamin Franklin vouched for me ??
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Resting in my chair at last
After the morning repast
Pondering what to do this day
Thoughts of you did pass my way
Smiling as I recalled that day
When we first met and talked away
And the evening hours melted away
Gone too soon dare I say
Now waiting patiently for the days to pass by
While I conjure clever ways to plan a call
To meet again somewhere close by
Not too soon or not at all
I will take my time to plan
.So I will not fail to meet again
This fine lass I have met so I might woo her best I can
When I see her once again
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Posted: Apr 2023
About this poem:
I met a lady recently and was resting the next day and decided that I would like to meet her again. This is a little fun thing about the thought surrounding the desire vs the trepidation of when is the right time after that first encounter to make contact
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I wish that you would want me
I wish that you were mine
I wish that you would kiss me
instead of acting like all is fine
I wish that you would need me
I wish that you would care
I wish that you would miss me
whenever and everywhere
I wish that you would see me
I wish that it would all come true
I wish that you could hear me
when I say I love you
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Posted: Apr 2023
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I don't know what will happen next
Am I losing myself,
Do I need some rest?
Every day lasts for me
Like a year
Friends are flying away
Only I remain on the earth
I've been waiting for spring for so long
I don't cry,
I can be very strong
We have only one life with you
I will wait
Underneath the sky of blue
Just don't be so silent
Talk to me
Doesn't matter
If it is true, or lies
I don't look back,
I don't have any regrets
Just don't be so silent
Talk to me
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Posted: Apr 2023
About this poem:
sometimes silence just destroys me ...
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