breathless22 Poetry (214)

I have a joy in my heart it is for writting
a new poem or just a new note for a new day.

When you have a thought you should want to
share it with a friend or even across the
world for a new friend to read it as well.

If I had a dollar for all of the writting
I have written I would be rich. I have
some talents and then it is just wonderful
when you stop by to read what I wrote.

Skills do not have to be here when writting
it only takes a few minutes of your time and
has no cost involve just a few words here on
paper for others to read.

The joyment is to be able to share a few lines
or so and hopefully you are making another
smile like I am while writing another poem or two
happiness comes from hobbies and I hope you
enjoy writting as well to reading another thouught.
©breathless22

Sitting in my kitchen of the house on
a country hill side.
Cooking some eggs,bacon,toast and coffee.

The house is warm and country skillet is
being serve all nice and hot.
Coffee is brewing and sweet aroma it is.

The house sits all quiet and still but
it is the best place to get,
a good country breakfast.

This is why they call it home~~~~
©breathless22

He called me up and I thought should I just
let it ring or should I pick it up as if I
really do care that he is calling me on the
other phone....

I told him the other night it was just fine
if he wanted to call me again. I would really
be there to answer my phone call if he wanted
to even call me....

Thinking real hard if I should answer the phone
and after the third ring or so I did answer the
call and when I did for a minute or two it was
nothing but much silence...

Then the tone went dead on the phone and I thought
that was ackward a bit should I ring back or not.
Sat there for a minute no call back so I dial the
number to get a recording....

That said to me why are you calling this number? It
has been disconnected and no new number is listed
for the call you are trying to make so look up the
right number and try your call again....

Well was it you I was trying to call?
Was it the other guy across America I was trying to call?
Was it the man in the other city?
Could it of been your father?
Maybe it was your brother?

Well as confused as you are to who I was
trying to call no wonder why the call did
not go through....

If I could only figure out if there was another
party on the call that was comming into me in the
first place then we could talk my friend, I "SEE"
it was You my friend ~~~~~~~
Thanks for calling....
©breathless22

I bought a candle it was not of it color,
nor was of it size maybe a bit of how it
was going to put a sweet little aroma in
my home of saying it gives us that thought
of what holiday may to be soon here,
best of all it is the light it gives out...

Candle light some burn forever and ever
then others just will not burn, they seem to
think they have had enough and the wick
will not light it tries but no flame......

Dinner with a candle light makes the spark
of a romance of true love, dinner and dancing
it is the bright but settle of just a candle
burning from not of far, with a tiny aroma
to put that spark back into a relationship
to kindle you and me back to where we started
once in the beginning just a candle burning
a new flame ~~~~~~~

©breathless22

To wake up and smell the grass of an morning dew,
another night has gone by and so a new day of dawn
is at its beginning of another day to start all fresh.

School bus going by and mail trucks busy from corner
to corner many cars going here and there another day
has begun with trees dropping leaves, apple cider,
carmel apples and hayrack rides and it is a cool
breeze of the time of year we call fall.

Soon it will be too cold and no play, plows parked
fields all dried up and farmers resting a bit of harvest
yet to be done, for winter is around the corner just
a small bit of sun in the sky but seasons come and go
and so do we if we stay away and children jumping
into piles of leave mounds and raking to be done.

This is part of the season of fall, so many things to be
done catching upon last minute gardening, pa mowing the
lawn, ma hanging the linen on the line to make the sheets
so crisp as they dry so quickly on another day of fall.
The freshness of a picnic just close beside the pond,
while ducklings and mother swim by so fast to make their
new home for winter will be here quicker than they the
duckling can swim or build a winter home and the pond freeze
over and fall has passed to another year to come.
©breathless22

To touch is the softness of you and me,
touching is the sweetness of us~~~
skin to skin and the breeze of the nakedness
of you and I ~~~~

We touch and we feel, is the sweetest
part of touching and feeling.
hands to hands, leg to leg,
arm to arm around the shoulder
is part of touching~~~

Lips to lips is the kiss of touching
the embracing of another’s sweet,
touch of the others lips is to touch
with another kiss ~~~~

To touch is skin to skin
lips to lips,
hand in hand
just touching makes you feel
touched deep inside ~~~~
©breathless22

Somedays are happy,
others are sad with
not much to say....

We come to write and too
many blues , so this
is what you get not much..

When I am happy you will
see me :) smile for
the many miles to come..

When I am sad :(
you will surely know
it by my frown and the
old fact of me drowning..

Sometimes life only shows
you all of the blues,
then life will take a turn
for the better just to make
you smile again....

What does today bring you?
Many different emotions
of laughter to even sadness...

Just keep on smiling, because
you will be the one that brings
a smile to another...
Life is too short to suffer from
anything to bring you down,
so stay happy forever ~~~~
©breathless22

He wrote to me hi, wow you look stunning,
You knock off my socks,
“I am thinking then he better put on his shoes.”
He next started to ask me if I was interested in
exploring special possibilities, for a long term,
~~ not offering a chance for a short relationship. ~~
To think he has it set in his mind that I am his,
Before, we ever met.
~~ He is telling me his name, ~~
With no regret if we ever do meet or not
He has given me all contact information in the first
note to say it is to keep him smiling because it sooth the soul.
I sit here and think is this not why we are here,
In, hopes of meeting someone new.
Or maybe just for a new friendship.
~~ the only thing he forgot was ~~
to ask me my name
©breathless22

First you call up your good ole friend,
see if they like to join you for a picnic
maybe in the park underneath a shaded tree....

Then plans are made and time to pack up all
the goods from basket to table-ware and
blanket to food and all that may be needed to
enjoy the picnic...

You may choose to pack a peanut butter -n- jelly
on whole wheat bread-- do not forget to eat your
crust as this added the vitamins’ to the sandwich..

Then maybe you pack a snack bag or two of your
choice of chips, lays plain chips are a good
one to choose other it may be the sour and cream
then the other may want the rippled plain
as long as it is a chip it makes a good thing to pack
for a picnic lunch....

Do not forget to add a choice of a fruit,
they sell them in little tiny cups called
mix fruit cups or just a single one of banana
orange, apple or a pear do not forget
to pack a fruit....

Then last maybe choose a desert and drink of
a snack size cookie, or lunch able fruit pie
or maybe a snack size pudding will work
for the desertand for drink a fruit juice is
a good choice in the picnic lunch...

Grab the items for the picnic and away
we go to scout a place for just
the two of us
to have a picnic lunch....
©breathless22

Today I sit with much thought,
I open my eyes to all the beauty
To be seen~~~

Another season has went another
is to begin.
The colors of fall, so many trees.

The smell of the dew on a morning
of fall.
Windows open, air turn off another
season is to follow as fall is here
soon it will be winter.

Children going back to school bags
are pack some saying good bye.
When season change so do we.

Winter bug and snuggly times with
a warm fire and a jug of hot chocolate
maybe a friend to snuggle juggle with.

Campfires and breezy nights popping up
a tent and camping too under the stars
it is just the season to enjoy.

Trees and bees and leaves flittering
a rapid, repetitive, or back-and-forth
movement in something small it is the
the season of fall~~~

For some they only see one,
and other see all four.
Winter
Spring
Summer
Fall~~~~
Pick your choice they
are all about a new season~~~~

If we put a reason to enjoy,
We choose (winter) to snuggle.
then we have (spring) for planting,
that new seed~~~
Summer for vacationing in anoter part of
the country, to even site seeing a new~~

Fall for learning a new season,
has so much beauty of the many
new colors of leaves, some dropping,
and others flittering around.
~~~ It is a Season with a Reason ~~~
©breathless22

Some to speak and other of silence
Putting words together is a way of,
speaking and must it be nicely only
if you want to be heard.

Having a story or maybe a blog just a
piece of information just talk nicely
so you can be heard from a far.

Some afraid others ashamed it is a part
of us speaking to others oh so nice
when words are not so harsh.

When hard words get tossed away, all
communication is gone to silence the
room we know there is no nice talking.

©breathless22
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I sit here of the night,
the sky’s are gray.
Sometime before I turn in for
The night.

We feel the youth, but we know
the youth is much too far.
We ponder alone and wonder why
it is only us.

Kindle by a fire when it seems
so cold, and when you are feeling
warm it is because of us.

My dear friend when you feel alone,
open your eyes and you will see
you are just like me not alone.

Fondest memories are when we spend
them with a dearest friend.
Lonely roads are never welcome,
they just seem to find their way back.

Sleepless nights with dreary eyes,
clinging on as the night seems so long.
Waiting for morning that never comes
and being alone sets for a lonely night.
©breathless22