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Under Your Spell
Casual as drifting stars spark at night
Many thoughts for us floating over time
Hoping at long last for love to ignite
Ever guiding light towards a goal I climb
Lost now how many days will pass us by
When neither one of us dare take a chance
Waiting for more lonesome tears to drip dry
Will wash away the meaning of romance
Sadly even stary nights grow longer
Offer gladness yet we still feel glummer
What could make my dreams for you feel stronger
Cast in doubt a shadow moon midsummer
Please parden me this most serious blunder
It must only be your spell I'm under
Many thoughts for us floating over time
Hoping at long last for love to ignite
Ever guiding light towards a goal I climb
Lost now how many days will pass us by
When neither one of us dare take a chance
Waiting for more lonesome tears to drip dry
Will wash away the meaning of romance
Sadly even stary nights grow longer
Offer gladness yet we still feel glummer
What could make my dreams for you feel stronger
Cast in doubt a shadow moon midsummer
Please parden me this most serious blunder
It must only be your spell I'm under
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Posted: Sep 2012
About this poem:
Many thoughts staring out my window my mind drifting away to another time when a late summer night blossoms thoughts still wonderimg what might become of love and life.Some Soft Rain
A soft mood dampens hanging branches with rain
Grey billowy storm clouds bump against sky
Dripping off eaves wetting dark barn boards stain
Like artists' pallet fill a weather eye
Long may your soft drips make me feel lonely
Tearful drops running down my window pane
Look out from blurry eyes will clear only
Even to fix my poor visceral brain
Often needed quiet moments perplexed
Thinking deeply about how things are swept
Many choices not found in sacred text
A place where no easy answers are kept
Only life and love will wash clean from lust
For if we are just a machine we'd rust
Grey billowy storm clouds bump against sky
Dripping off eaves wetting dark barn boards stain
Like artists' pallet fill a weather eye
Long may your soft drips make me feel lonely
Tearful drops running down my window pane
Look out from blurry eyes will clear only
Even to fix my poor visceral brain
Often needed quiet moments perplexed
Thinking deeply about how things are swept
Many choices not found in sacred text
A place where no easy answers are kept
Only life and love will wash clean from lust
For if we are just a machine we'd rust
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Posted: Aug 2012
About this poem:
Deeply reflective of the cleansing spirit of a soaking rain washing our minds and bodies like some rain gutters of the many webs and debris caught up in them that might cling there in a very surreal and refreshing way!!!Odontoceti (Lady Morgana's Challenge)
Hiding low my deep voice in depth of sound
More vocal my watery world than yours
Many miles in distance my presence found
Yet not far from the glimmering Azores
Large at birth swimming a winnowing sea
Transiting as I do from pole to pole
Roams vast a spirit for remaining free
Carefree I go shimmering shoal to shoal
Alive with such hope for life eternal
So much older now and so much wiser
Fills a legend from a sailor's journal
My famous name now flows like a geyser
Relate to Jonah tales of Isreal
Be watchful for spirit of Ishmael
More vocal my watery world than yours
Many miles in distance my presence found
Yet not far from the glimmering Azores
Large at birth swimming a winnowing sea
Transiting as I do from pole to pole
Roams vast a spirit for remaining free
Carefree I go shimmering shoal to shoal
Alive with such hope for life eternal
So much older now and so much wiser
Fills a legend from a sailor's journal
My famous name now flows like a geyser
Relate to Jonah tales of Isreal
Be watchful for spirit of Ishmael
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Posted: Aug 2012
About this poem:
A little hint perhaps in the title????
The _ _ _ _ _ _ Sonnet (LadyMorgana's Challenge)
I am the gaudy king of this blue sky
In search of a queen to bear upon my wing.
Pray come along to soar with me up high,
For but to thee my sonnet I shan't sing.
Majestic as the orchid when it blooms,
Exclusive colours complement my dress
Decked out for thee alone in splendid plumes
No lady save thyself designed to impress.
Within my kingdom everyone is guest
Who heeds mine own abode arboreal,
For only thee I welcome in my nest,
As such affairs are territorial.
Though captured when with freedom I must part,
I pine and mourn to die of broken heart.
In search of a queen to bear upon my wing.
Pray come along to soar with me up high,
For but to thee my sonnet I shan't sing.
Majestic as the orchid when it blooms,
Exclusive colours complement my dress
Decked out for thee alone in splendid plumes
No lady save thyself designed to impress.
Within my kingdom everyone is guest
Who heeds mine own abode arboreal,
For only thee I welcome in my nest,
As such affairs are territorial.
Though captured when with freedom I must part,
I pine and mourn to die of broken heart.
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Posted: Aug 2012
About this poem:
Thanks again to LadyMorgana for the inspiration. The title should be fairly obvious anyway, but I'm still curious to see if it can be guessed from the poem.The animal (or rather species) is not territorial at all except around its own 'home', the reason for which is its tendency to live a monogamous life with one chosen partner. Except for human interference as part of the exotic pet trade, it is a rather robust animal that - more than anything else - can die of a broken heart when held in solitary captivity, especially when removed from a previous partner.
Lasting Beauty
Flourishing from a parched earth without hope
Plastic red rose fading pink on dark grave
Thrown down an overgown river bank slope
Worthless lifeless object no need to save
A moment once for a sad occassion shared
Arranged so neatly in a styrofoam base
Such as a life where pain was never spared
Or cut bleeding from thorns in any case
Was a life never dried and blown to dust
When many frequent rains had came to pass
Growing tall and straight from the earth's soft crust
As tender as blades of new velvet grass
Life is like light being born so must pass
Stained glass windows through shards of broken glass
Plastic red rose fading pink on dark grave
Thrown down an overgown river bank slope
Worthless lifeless object no need to save
A moment once for a sad occassion shared
Arranged so neatly in a styrofoam base
Such as a life where pain was never spared
Or cut bleeding from thorns in any case
Was a life never dried and blown to dust
When many frequent rains had came to pass
Growing tall and straight from the earth's soft crust
As tender as blades of new velvet grass
Life is like light being born so must pass
Stained glass windows through shards of broken glass
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Posted: Aug 2012
About this poem:
Why have people substituted so much worthless junk in place of so many beautiful and natural things?Paddling into Paradise (Soulgoddess' Challenge)
Full summer sun over water edges
Shove away kayak from shore at Mac's Bend
Down river past the towering sedges
A story about worlds that never end
Any splendor more worthy to relish
When nature appears right before your eyes
Is a wonderful life to embellish
Better than anything minds will devise
Such is red fox trotting down the shoreline
Hunting in search of some prey to come by
Fiercely two eyes a predator combine
With such cunning and skill can under lie
My kayak on the water drifting by
Will always simply give me the glad eye
Shove away kayak from shore at Mac's Bend
Down river past the towering sedges
A story about worlds that never end
Any splendor more worthy to relish
When nature appears right before your eyes
Is a wonderful life to embellish
Better than anything minds will devise
Such is red fox trotting down the shoreline
Hunting in search of some prey to come by
Fiercely two eyes a predator combine
With such cunning and skill can under lie
My kayak on the water drifting by
Will always simply give me the glad eye
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Posted: Aug 2012
About this poem:
I am fortunate to live in one of the most wildest and rural landscapes in America, teaming with abundent wildlife, so at any moment during my many sojourns into nature is found what I can only define as my Carpe Diem...that is simply to watch and 'enjoy nature'....Common Dandelion (Yankee's Challenge)
How great you are the mighty lion's tooth
Emerging through the mottled winter kill
Bursts into life so many blooms of youth
Lying your yellow carpet down the rill
In these longer hours for daylight to pass
Just below the ridge running wild with ease
Happens at once the snowdrift melts alas
Change mindless dullards into swarming bees
A springtime welcome sign like no other
Gives up sweet nector make hives of honey
Such a gift to give our earthly mother
Greater your gold than glitter of money
When your aging blooms turn to hollow globes
Watching wind blow your parachuted robes
Emerging through the mottled winter kill
Bursts into life so many blooms of youth
Lying your yellow carpet down the rill
In these longer hours for daylight to pass
Just below the ridge running wild with ease
Happens at once the snowdrift melts alas
Change mindless dullards into swarming bees
A springtime welcome sign like no other
Gives up sweet nector make hives of honey
Such a gift to give our earthly mother
Greater your gold than glitter of money
When your aging blooms turn to hollow globes
Watching wind blow your parachuted robes
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Posted: Aug 2012
About this poem:
The dandelion is a flower that I admire. It reflects brightly upon my youth. We would pluck it many flowers answering such important questions of the day like ''she's loves me or she love's me not"....or link its stems together into proud necklaces. It reminds of how something so simple and yet so common (enough to be called an invasive, noxious weed by 'The Purists') can also be so useful and colorful and welcomed by many other creatures..including me for making some delicious wine that I use mostly for cooking and also tenderizing meat.A Broken Ladder
Cautiously I walk night hours on mean street
Pitbull stretched on chains waiting to attack
Courthouse stands behind reinforced concrete
Reminders of life we want to take back
Sirens erupt and shatter peaceful night
Screeching tires lay down rubber's foolish grin
An old lady pulls down her shades in fright
Lonely souls wait for darkness to begin
Loud are idle youth that travel in packs
Pretend to be brave and laughing out loud
Carelessly roaming and crossing wrong tracks
A fight breaks out inside a huddled crowd
Ends to vulgarity is violence
When jobless youth are loosing innocence
Pitbull stretched on chains waiting to attack
Courthouse stands behind reinforced concrete
Reminders of life we want to take back
Sirens erupt and shatter peaceful night
Screeching tires lay down rubber's foolish grin
An old lady pulls down her shades in fright
Lonely souls wait for darkness to begin
Loud are idle youth that travel in packs
Pretend to be brave and laughing out loud
Carelessly roaming and crossing wrong tracks
A fight breaks out inside a huddled crowd
Ends to vulgarity is violence
When jobless youth are loosing innocence
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Posted: Aug 2012
About this poem:
In this sonnet reflects a commentary of our timeswhen society sows seeds for destruction by a collective failure of its leadership to allow ways for "all its members" to climb up the social-economic ladder.
Forest Dweller
Have fear my little mythical creatures
Found running and making wild in the woods
Paint a magical pole of strange features
Nearby the mound of your ancestor 'hoods
Like green moss crawling along a dark wave
Into a pleasent valley rich in depth
Wild flowers clinging to mouth of cave
Glancing behind into a dark woods breadth
You only spoke to me on sunny days
Playfully throwing little sticks and stones
Laughing and hiding from hot sunny rays
By making all those strange noises unknown
Fear cast the shadow of an old grey bird
One dark screech rest your soul be ever heard
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Found running and making wild in the woods
Paint a magical pole of strange features
Nearby the mound of your ancestor 'hoods
Like green moss crawling along a dark wave
Into a pleasent valley rich in depth
Wild flowers clinging to mouth of cave
Glancing behind into a dark woods breadth
You only spoke to me on sunny days
Playfully throwing little sticks and stones
Laughing and hiding from hot sunny rays
By making all those strange noises unknown
Fear cast the shadow of an old grey bird
One dark screech rest your soul be ever heard
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Posted: Aug 2012
About this poem:
About this poem:Inspired from tales told in Native American cultures..mostly the the Choctaw and Chickasaw...of the Misssissippi.
Interviewing Your Love
Why do I hide my greatest love from you
To only blend in with the grass that grows
Crowded by weeds when only neglect grew
Simply by now who really cares or knows
What creates love is life's greatest magnant
When it's really me you wanted to know
When attraction never becomes stagnant
Just another seed you wanted to sow
So show me a face so I may know you
Be grateful in your nourishment and care
Life is not competing in some game show
For silly people in the world to share
Only seek what you solely want to share
Only enough for you to want to care
To only blend in with the grass that grows
Crowded by weeds when only neglect grew
Simply by now who really cares or knows
What creates love is life's greatest magnant
When it's really me you wanted to know
When attraction never becomes stagnant
Just another seed you wanted to sow
So show me a face so I may know you
Be grateful in your nourishment and care
Life is not competing in some game show
For silly people in the world to share
Only seek what you solely want to share
Only enough for you to want to care
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Posted: Jul 2012
About this poem:
Just thinking about all the complex reasons why people like and respect each other.Poems entered on these pages are copyrighted by the authors who entered them. They cannot be reproduced without the author's written consent. © Copyright 2001-2024. All rights reserved.
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