Eau De Vie

~ Eau De Vie ~

Rich golden brown,

plush as velvet,

a scorch of heat,

a delicacy percolating in your mouth,

flavor to be savored .

My nicknames Brandy,

I've a flare of class,

when poured in a glass,

best absorbed in timely fashion,

I'm no other then a shot of Cognac.

CLW

03-12-11
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Posted: Mar 2011
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My Piano Man

My Piano Man

Sweet soul music,
Grandpa played on ivory keys,
Was more then just a lullaby,
They were down right groovy tunes.

Dressed in frills and lace,
Black patten shoes upon my feet,
I danced a rap-tap-tap,
As Grandpa played the blues.

We harmonized are music,
Are sync was right on key,
Both searing with a glow,
Are hearts became soul.

Was on rare occasion,
That Grandpa played the keys,
Yet the melody and memory,
Are everlasting-worn in sleeve upon my heart.

CLW
03-11-11
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Posted: Mar 2011
About this poem:
A memory distant,yet very close to my heart of my Grandfather playing piano,and me all dressed up,tapping my black patten shoes upon the floor as if thy where tap shoes,dancing away,as I swirled the dress as if I was the Bell of the Ball.
And always the mirthful look he wore upon is face,is one that is forever bedded in my mind and in my heart.
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Torment

Torment

In shallow waters,
fighting to catch my breath,
drowning in pain and sorrow,
reaching for the surface that's out of grasp.


Shadows are all that remain,
in the darkness of all this pain,
I can't perceive the dream,
and it makes me weep.


So tired of feeling blue,
for all I view,
is deje vu,
my days of last.

Daunted by the scares,
penetrated beneath my flesh,
leaves my sanity delicate,
unattainable to my brain.


The only escape is death,
the paradise to anguish,
a place to lay misery to rest,
the finale farewell-bliss.


CLW
03-09-11
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Posted: Mar 2011
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Sunshine and Rain

~Sunshine and Rain~


I feel you,
even though you are no where close.


I hear you,
even though I hear no echo in the sound of your voice.


I have touched you,
without my hands anywhere within your reach.


Your voice,it not only comes to me in my sleep,
I hear your whispers while I am awake.


So much a mystery,
yet nothing of a fantasy,
for I visualize you in reality.


Are you perhaps a figment of the man I seek?
Or are you truly only in arms reach?


Like the sunshine and the rain,
I need to feel you,
Embrace you in my space.


CLW
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Posted: Oct 2010
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Negligee

Negligee


Delicate lace,
Velvety silk,
Buttons of pearl.

Sleek black,
Seductive rose,
Remnant stitches of immaculate pristine.

When encountered with flesh,
its leaves shivers,
like a quake you quiver.

Taking stage you frolic,
Sigh a cry of indulgent,
Where restriction has no rules.

Pleasure divine,
in exquisite apparel.

CLW
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Posted: Oct 2010
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GASP

GASP


I'm drowning and dry land is out of reach.

The ugly truth is the pains so deep.

Hypothesis is a scrutiny,

Tortured by poisons that run through my veins.

Captured by demons who play wicked mind games.

Solace doesn't come cheap,

I'd offer my soul for just minutes of peace.

Shattered fragments are all that remain,

Submerged in liquid,

Lying in wait,

As destiny prepares fate.

I call on desperation to get me out of this state.

CLW
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Posted: Oct 2010
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Scattered

~ Scattered ~


I can hear your whisper in a crowded room.

See your smile under a faded moon.

Chasing your memory has me all but consumed.

Reaching my hand to feel your touch,
seems to get lost in the fog and dust.

I must have faith and hold unto trust,
not willing to surrender.
For I have your blueprint embedded in my heart.

Whimsical laughter and childlike frolic,
accompanied at times,of tears and sorrow.

Its the magnitude,
with the right attitude that gives me strength,
leaving you luminous,with eternal light.


CLW
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Posted: Oct 2010
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My Love For You Is More Then A Dream

~ My Love For You Is More Then A Dream ~

When my eyes close with the fallen moon,
and with visions clear underneath the flutter of my eyelids,
he comes to me in full view.
I hear the comfort of his voice,
like a beautiful melody-it sooth's me.

I reach to touch his warm embrace,
yet the grasp is out of contact.
As somber deepens,I weaken for the hunger,crave the lure that I dream pure,
yet is dusted with lust,with a thirst that has me in a quiver.

Like a butterfly,
its wings,like my heart,flutter,
its flamboyant colors,invoke yet warm me.

Not only when I am amongst the clouds do your arms billow me with strong embrace,
or the sound of your voice,that tickles me from within,
leaving me lightweight like a feather dancing in the wind.

I wake-and yes,
am still in love with my best friend.

CLW
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Posted: Sep 2010
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Night Stroll

Night Stroll


Lost in the dark of the night,
memorized by the tiny flickers of light,
the stars,that have me going round and round,in a trance.

I breath in the Autumn night,and it leaves me intoxicated,
so dizzy,my mind goes astray.

Engulfed by the embrace,
I feel like I am in outer space.

Leaves ruffle,like a orchestra,
and I the conductor,
I motion for the moon to join are tune,
and to gather all the stars from a far.

Wind a whistling,
as blades of grass swoop me off my feet.

The harmony has me swaying,
as I listen to the night playing,

Heart beating,
breathless,
aroused by the sound,
I fall to my knees,
gasp the ambience,
thinking is this a dream.

As the instruments,
I know as the moon,the stars and the wind,
bring there harmony to a end.

I take a minute to collect myself,
seizing the poise,
where I will be bound to bump into noise.

On my night stroll,
back to my abode.

CLW
10-27-10
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Posted: Sep 2010
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---lOsT---

The air is there.
but I can not breath.
I have more,more then one needs,
yet empty is the depth of my soul.
Lost from deep within,
feelings being broken,out of control,
succumbed to defeatist.
I just want my warm heart beating,
warm and rapping its regular hadst,
not wondering lost out in the cold.
Happy and free to be myself,
not reckless and sunned from what I believe.
Even my sleep is invaded with tears that are in bedded,
scared upon my face.
I've forgotten how to lay my head,
I need to change somber to shine in order to be fine.
Beat down and in need of some help,
I have to find peace to rest in the place I know best.
Can't leave the house or get out of bed,
I need to get a grip and come back around.
My voice needs to sing,
but I've forgotten the words.
Lonely without my inner self worth.
I've lost the pieces that make me whole.
I just wanna strive in the place that's mine.
Free falling,
making creation of my own life.
Living with my freedom,freedom to fly high.


CLW
06-16-07
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Posted: Mar 2010
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~ Fadding Picture ~

Leaning on the window seal,
I gaze out at the sky blue,
I listen to the music of the birds that pass,
Thinking of my time of last.

Mind like a merry go round,
Caught up in emotion,to a world no longer found.
With tears that trickle,
Perhaps from fear,for what no longer is near.

Shadows of gray leave me feeling in the dark,
No longer with a lucent spark,
Is all like a day in the park,
Been and gone,with few traces of powdered dust.

As the sun begins to set,
Birds heading back to the comfort of there nest,
I take a deep breath,blowing kisses to the days gone by,
Grasping at whatever I can,holding dear and near whats close to my heart.

CLW
11-28-09
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Posted: Mar 2010
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~Refined~

~REFINED~

I'm crying,
its not a dream
I can't breath.
I watch,
I stare,
so tired its twisted,
crashing,
burning,
its never lasting.
Just wanna be free,
don't make me choose between
you and me,
it can't be done,
I'd rather be
on my own,
on the line
walking the wire.
Corruption
leaves my brain tattered,
with little time
to shine,
I just need to find my place,
the doors always been open,
no longer to be slammed in my face.
Don't slap my hand,
am taking a stand
I remember
what its like,
to be on my own
that little place
I call home.
No longer empty
was just in a trance.
Remember my face,
its all in good taste
I found my place
its not a case
Its a natural fact
am home,
in my heart,
ready to create art,
been given a new start.
Fresh,
and ready to move on.

CLW
02-20-10
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Posted: Mar 2010
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