JimEee Poetry (268)

Ice Crystal Droplets

Picturesque falling flakes of snow
Covering the world with their coating of whiteness

Icy etchings upon window panes of artistic splendor

Vibrant drifts of wonder cascading everywhere

Animated scenes of sculptured snowmen
Created by youths with resourceful imaginations

Sculptured rolled up balls of snow
decorated with youthful improvisation

Faces with buttons for eyes or sun glassed to protect their snowman from the sun's rays so he wouldn‘t melt so quickly

Sticks for arms & mouth, carrots for noses

An old knit hat to wear with a wrap around muffler scarf for his neck & of course don’t forget a broom in his mitten hand

Christmas Carolers could be heard singing in the icy cool air that Santa Claus would soon be there!

Jingle Bells, Jingle Bells … Dashing through the snow
"Ava Maria” - “O Tannenbaum”
"It Came Upon A Midnight Clear"

Santa is tuning up his sleigh at the North Pole
Polishing up it’s runners and feeding & grooming the reindeer before their Christmas adventurous trip around the world

Isn’t it marvelous what the thought of a little snowflake can do!

Tis Santa’s helper wishing to everyone on Connecting Singles

A Very Merry Christmas!

Christmas Poet
JimEee

He Cometh!

The Ghost of the mind doth murder sleep!
Sleep that cradles you deep within it’s shell!

Sleep that brings an unfettered fear that can
creep into one’s mind!

Fear to sleep … for if you do …
He will cometh in the night to savor and devour you ~

The Specter from the dark side nibbles at
your mind spouting his frightful groans

An apparition of the undead haunting in
Gothic horror

A manifestation that feeds upon the psyche
of your mind and must be banished as a cursed demonic force, before he devours you as his prize!

Your future lies within the falling of life’s cards

Look deep within your crystal ball and then deal
Tarot cards of fear to someone else ~ vanish this revenant as mystic vapor

The Queen of Spades, the Jack of knaves …
and the deadly foe ~ the treacherous Ace of Spades

Feel the bump of the séance table as the ghosts
of beyond, which are seen by the corner of your eye
are trying to contact you

Hear it speak! … it is I … it is I … Beware …
I am coming … I am coming

Beware … Beware … they come … they crawl
among the living pits to pull you under the ground
into the depths of hell … into their ghostly eternal
spirit world of the dammed

Hear them singing … bump in the night …
It is their theme song

Hear the eerie sound of chains being dragged around
at night … and the anguished screams of the dammed
… some without heads

Sounds penetrating the maddening blackness of despicable unknown nocturnal habitats!

A skeleton hand stretches forth pawing it’s way
from beneath the ground of the cemetery of the living dead.

Ripping earth’s surface apart with it’s bony
out-stretched hands soon to be followed by a ghostly decaying figure
appearing in tattered gray rags in disarray!

He is after you my dear!

He cometh beware … heed him … he groans …
he wants to pull you under when he returns to his
land of tormenting tomorrows!

Oh the taste of vengeance is so sweet to the innocent
But oh so awesome to the knowledgeable …

Beware heed my words

He cometh in the gloom of the night with his eyes
Glowing … radiating an eerie ghostly green.

Sleep well my sweet!

The Ghost writer of the fearsome night

JimEee

Winter‘s Knocking!

Tis a fact, winter's knocking on our door!

Soon all the rustic golden fallen leaves
will be replaced by the white crispy
sparkling fairy crystals that winter's
scenes are painted with!

Dancing, swirling flakes, the nymphs of the Ice Queen
entourage will soon appear.

Silvery feathers artistically floating in the air,
dusting particles of their un-tread whiteness
of virgin fluffy snow upon the ground.

Awaiting nature's bird & animal kingdom’s footprints to paint
their presence in "Winter's Fantasy Garden".

Oh! How I wish I could once again tramp it's snow drifts
and tread upon it's beauty!

Oh! To walk among it's wondrous icy kingdom again,
but alas creeping age has introduced me to
the handi-cap cane & walker!

Now I gaze upon it's beauty thru the picture window
of life gone bye!

Poetic Ice sculpture by
JimEee

The Couch of Dreams

A cloud of comfort, a together couch for lovers to share!

A place to make love, a place of imaginary dare!

Cuddling within wanting trembling arms

Exploring, feeling with exciting hands

In forbidden inviting places of allure
soft and inviting’ seeking love’s tender cure!

Making love
Oh! How exciting!

Whispering secrets for no one else to hear
Secrets that are just for your enchanting ear

The Couch of Dreams
Please come true!

I want to be on that couch making sensuous love to you!

The Romantic Poet
JimEee

A Sea of Tears

The World is a sea full of tears

A no man’s land of troubled fears

Upon it’s roaring sea life’s journey

Striving upon tsunami waves high in the sky

To birth, to live, survive and ultimately die

Life’s adventures start at birth

The coin is tossed high up in the evolving sky

To be a no choice embryo

Developing into a amazing woman or a likewise guy

The World doth spin and we are tossed off

Makes one ponder ~ Why

Are we just one of Earth’s tears?

Created by the Pondering Poet

JimEee

Ah! Amor … If I were but a romantic, what words
would I pen! But what does an innocent know of romance!

Captured in Ecstasy within your sparkling moon lit eyes, pools of wonder, fascination and entrapment.

Senorita listening to your captivating heart beating deep within, surging with unknown depth of human romantic sin!

Heart of splendor beating there for me to know.
Eyes of destiny, beckoning, flirting, calling me softly, whispering ever so low!

Mystic feelings deep within, glowing, burning awaiting a kiss from you, awaiting both of us to fall into mortal sin!

Cloak of darkness is upon us, may dreams of fantasy
enter your night and dream of me as I creep into your chamber of slumber!

Feel my nearness as my kisses caress the nape of your neck, the touch of my lips upon yours!

The feel of my exciting fingers tingling as they touch your finger tips and explore your forbidden places!

Sleep thee well
Until the morrow
Buenas Noches mi amor!

Dreams are the pillows of the mind …
Wanting the awakening of the day, so that
We can play with one another in a world of realism!

Ah! To dream of your pillow next to mine,
Tis heavenly!

To run barefooted through the clouds of heaven,
Thinking of you but a touch away!
Tis an elixir to nourish ones soul!

Entwined in a magical dreamland, a midsummer’s dream of enchantment! Drinking in your heavenly
Perfume, the nectar of love!

I fear awaken-ness, that you will be gone and my pillow will be bare! Cast your vision of loveliness into my dreams and do not fade away!

Would the reality of my dream come true
And when I awake, I find my love and it is you!

The pillows of my mind, are filled with dreams
Wanting you to want them too!

Poet of Dreams!
JimEee

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Tis naught but flux vibrations from an
Alien, such as myself, being brought here to earth upon a mission to invade the minds of earthlings and capture their very souls!

Tis twisted sun rays that bend and bombard my inner sanctum with unimaginable radiation shattering effects!

Tis fluxed by the electromagnetic pull of my being causing an overflow, a spilling into the cortex of my mind

Mad! Mad! You say … Tis the dark side of me … the Edgar Allen Poe … the Dr. Jekyll & Mr. Hyde … Pandora escaping out of the box … the swinging of the knife sharp ax of the pendulum, coming closer & closer!

Perhaps the embers of my mind have been singed
And radicals have tinged and burned it a bit by ultra violet rays, but that is only outer crust and can be easily thrown away!

But, Tis to late for you to run, the pollutants of my mind will overrun you!

I have searched the cellars of my mind and have
resurrected so many abhorred and crucifying hideous things that even Mr. Hyde would not fathom!

Beware, I am out of the box …
I come … I seek …
Beware, you have been warned!

The Oracle
JimEee

Fingers of the Eyes!

Sensitive fingers of the hand tickles the forbidden land of the female, tracing her pleasures of s*xual enchantment

Exploring sensuous valleys & crevices of the
Planet of her being!

Mapping area’s of delightful touch and excitement
Feeling the flesh curves of her womanhood

Gliding over sumptuous portions of her breasts
To touch upon it’s nucleus erections of motherhood

Massaging the curvature of her spine from top to bottom, female slopes that defies imagination

To hold her hand as she touches your chest as you kiss the nape of her delicious neck

To devour her with your lips, before she devours you

Fingers are eyes in the darkness of the bedchamber
That sees beneath the sheet covers of love!

Fingers that feel the beating of the heart
And eyes that sees the beauty that lies there deep within

Oh! That you could but lie near so that I could see you
With the fingers of my eyes!

The Romantic Poet
JimEee

Affaire de Coeur!

Je T’adore

Vous etes tres belle, ma chere!

Voulez-vous marcher avec moi

Ce soir dans le jarden de l’amour

Apres vous venez dans ma chambre et etre avec moi!

Et dormir avec moi!

Embrasse-moi, mon cher, je t’aime

Nous allons faire l’amore

Toute la journee

Je tiens a vous tenir

Dans mes bras fermez

Une eternite

…………………

Affair of the Heart!

I adore you

You are very Beautiful, my dear!

Will you walk with me this evening in the garden of love

After will you come to my bedroom and be with me!

Embrace me, my dear, I love you

We will make love all day long

I want to hold you close in my arms for an eternity

(Romantic free verse)
by
JimEee
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Ah! The languages of “Love”

Two hearts entwined in love’s embrace!

(Now If only I could find the one!)
Etre mon Amour!

She parry’s, she thrusts!
Her Dueling forks are sharp

The queen of the dueling cutlery is on the prowl

Beware the Pork Egg Foo Young adversary
She attacks like a starving shark

En Garde’

(Aufpassen, Sie will ihr Essen)
Watch out, she wants your food

Give to her a double touché’... coup de grace!
“Maitre De Armes” (Fencing Master)

Lunge & step side from her hypnotic alluring eyes!
For once you fall into their depth … your hers!

She flicks her foil to battle for your Chinese food
En Garde’

Fall not into the Wonton Soup or you will drown!

She wants your Egg Rolls, Deviled Eggs & Crab Rangoon …

Oh! That Devilish Chinese Dragon Queen!

What’s next … what can it be … Dim Sum dessert

Oh! No! Not that … she wants your Chinese fortune
Cookie too!

Is nothing left that is sacred
Now she steals into your dreams!

And takes your heart!

Bon Appetite’

Connoisseur of Romance
Poet
JimEee

Hold me Close, My sweet, sweet Dear!

Hold me close!
Don’t let me go

I need you …. I need you … ever so …

Feel the warmth of my manly breast
It needs your heart to create a loving nest

Holding close together needs but two
My manly arms around the softness of only you

Touch your lips softly upon mine
Oh! They feel so impeccably magically divine …

My neglected eyes can’t wait to see you here
The sight of you, very close my sweet, sweet dear

Longing ... needing your soft embrace …
to look into your up-turned loving face

An impromptu poem created just for two
The Guy is me … The girl is you ….

The Romantic Poet
JimEee