| Free Verse Poetry Festival -everybody welcome
Posted: 10/11/2007 9:48:43 PM | Perfect timing - depression is bad - cut myself 5 minutes ago for the first time in months. Breaking down --- not all went well in Tunica
I'm in a dark place. | |
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| Free Verse Poetry Festival -everybody welcome
Posted: 10/15/2007 3:48:56 PM | I once thought love was a mere myth,
Fantasy, existing only in ones deepest hopes.
Bitterness possessed me, I cried out to you God, for a calm spirit,
I begged and waited with bated breath,
But my hopes grew dim,
My soul became weary, my desires became dull,
My agony was consuming me all at once.
Just as I thought I could go no lower,
Suddenly in my darkness, appeared light and from that light,
Issued forth great intellect and understanding from a divine source,
That source being you God.
You gave me the understanding,
That love was a reality that was possible,
For any heart to feel and so, you sent me a precious love,
A love, which I hold so dear to my heart,
More precious than the finest materials..,
In existence and of splendid value. | |
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| Free Verse Poetry Festival -everybody welcome
Posted: 10/16/2007 6:35:41 PM | Love comes through the eyes
That help me see this wonderful man
Whom of which I can always stand,
Love comes through the ears
That never hear fears
They help me hear the words from you
and help me pull through
Love comes through the hands
That make you my man
Your touch creates chills
Which make me go through many thrills.
Love comes through the mouth
That will one day make you my spouse,
You say the right things at the right time,
which help me keep my state of mind.
Love comes through dreams,
that make us gleam
I dream about life with you in it
And everything seem lit.
Love comes through smiles
That extend for miles,
Love comes through affection,
that makes me feel your protection,
I feel safe and secure,
And always come back for more. | |
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| Kisses in the Rain
Posted: 10/16/2007 6:40:15 PM | Raising my face to the gray skies above me,
I smile as my eyes close to the feel
of damp eyelashes brushing against my cheek.
I feel your warm wet lips tracing the lines of my throat.
Your slick wet arms wrap around me pulling me close
as an orchestra of thunder announces the coming
of a fresh spring shower.
We smile, lips pressed lightly together
as our love is baptized with kisses
in the rain. | |
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| Free Verse Poetry Festival -everybody welcome
Posted: 10/16/2007 6:49:56 PM | Have you ever seen the world in a panoramic view?
If you have you are one of few.
Many people are narrow minded, self-centered, and blinded,
of what the world has to offer.
Music, dance, art and literature,
are what this world has in its panoramic picture.
Love, hope and dream,
are in this world's panoramic scene.
Before you go on about your life, struggling with today hectic strife,
remember that we are all in this world together,
we can make it forever.
If we see the world's panoramic picture. | |
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| Phoenix Rising~Free Verse Poetry Festival
Posted: 10/16/2007 7:56:09 PM | Silver tears slide down
on a face focused upon
a once joyous soul
consumed and
charred by lethally
worded flames.
A face unsmiling
and listless as
Life passes by
watched by dully
glassed eyes.
Ah, but look again;
as this cold shell
is warmed by the
unexpected arrival of
a gracious humanity
bearing gifts of life
affirming smiles
and a quietly
affectionate dignity.
Unconditional caring
and affirmation ...
endearing validations ...
... such bright saviors to a
malnourished spirit!
See those eyes sparked
by the fiery opalescent
colors of wondrous new
realizations and feelings.
Bright lit emotions
long comatose
and left buried in
the dusty remnants and
ashes of loves lost
but not forgotten.
Stale dreams tattered
and scattered.
Watch the fluttering
of a heart jump-started
by an infusion,
a warm transfusion,
of love and affection.
Feel the brush of
jewel colored wings
soaring away in the winds
of hopes and dreams
rejuvenated and renewed.
A Phoenix once
clipped and grounded
by losses and sorrows,
once again
in majestic flight.
A Miracle. | |
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| Free Verse Poetry Festival
Posted: 10/16/2007 8:17:41 PM | Welcome everyone - Vixen ---many warm salutes, I've just been too distracted to praise everybody the way I'd like to normally.
It seems the poetry gets better when I leave..... :(
My romance went bad, complete with having to call the sheriff out, having my lover arrested and receiving death threats from the jail cell. Papa Smurf's court date is Nov. 14 for Domestic Harassment. I remember now why I was so down on love for so long.
So strange how a man can be be so wonderful and turn into another person under the influence .
I was starting to open up in a way I thought had died and now I feel so damn stupid.
Keep writing, sweet children. I'm just beyond words now. | |
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| Free Verse Poetry Festival
Posted: 10/16/2007 8:19:59 PM | Oh, Ms Wizard --- that was so lovely and "hit the spot" in just the right way.
Come again anytime. | |
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| Your Last Warning
Posted: 10/16/2007 8:20:21 PM | For you Earth Mother~
Don't take me for granted
just because I'm there.
Don't neglect me
don't use or abuse me,
just show me you care,
I'm not here cause I need you
I'm here cause I want you,
but I wont love a man who
can do what you do,
and I may be in tears,
but I WILL walk away
So if you want me,
you'll do what you can
to get me to stay.
In the mean time
I'm fighting back,
I'm standing my ground
better treat me good babe,
or I wont stick around.
Next time you think
you can smack me down,
lift your hand to my face,
or shove me down....
...Don't | |
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| Free Verse Poetry Festival - Blinded Sight
Posted: 10/16/2007 8:29:27 PM | Thank you....as bad as it seems sometimes...trite but true...it DOES get better....(hugs)
To you I may live in a world of dark and light, but
I see crystalline clear, thru bright curtain sheer, the
myriad of sounds in the air, a movie reel of color, at
my beck and call deep purple pounding, thrusting
heavy green rhythmic pleasures, so mellow, soft
yellow sun shot shade of tinkling bells, bright gold music….sweet!
offerings to me on a dull gray leaden platter, exquisite! To my senses
light shimmering of gold and pink, holding out deep blue
Visions of joy, touching me with violet dreams of forevers and
Clarifying my blank stare with silver vibrating clear pictures of
my loves who thrust into me orange-red hot shots of my passions which explode,
deepening into the warmth of a coated brown fur contentment, holding out
the occasional grey goose mist shot of my swallowed sorrows,
containing small cold blue fragile ice chips of fire opal color, and
I hold no fear of so many blinded tomorrows, filled
with fearfully emptied unseeing emerald eyes, lightening
cam quick fire bright shots of light which red spark my senses,
Showing me credit card plastic clearly, that
Though I may live in an Armani dress world of black and white,
I see thru my children’s laughter sound filled voices…
A rainbow…
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| Your Last Warning
Posted: 10/16/2007 8:34:03 PM | I know the strength inside yourself
will soon defeat that darkened health
the bottle never leads to good
bet to use sparingly in the right hood
yes its fun to celebrate with a few
sometimes its those we thought we knew
transformed into a slothing beast
stumbling and crubling all not deceased
the best is to stay at a distance
don't trust any kind of drunken assistance
I know your strength will find a way
to bring this mother back to play
we all make some bad decissions
even sometimes in revisions
know I feel and hope for you
follow the light and come on through.
its not really that far out or above
just keep on believeing in real love
know what emphatuation and lust can do
you don't have to deny it but know whats true
its not the first horse out of the gate
its the one whos pace can overcome fate
eventually finishing a strong race
head up high with proud strong face.
[please excuse my rhyming ... sometimes I can't shake it]
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| never say last warning to a woman receiving death threats
Posted: 10/16/2007 8:41:35 PM | | No and I probably wouldnt give ANY warning to a man giving death threats...He wouldnt even feel that hammer coming down on his head trust me...men who threaten women dont deserve to be around them EVER in this lifetime... | |
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| Free Verse Poetry Festival - All Welcome
Posted: 10/16/2007 8:48:50 PM | We all want to believe in magic
That enchantments and potions
Can alter the outcome.
We all want to believe in miracles
That prayers and piety
Can overcome another's freewill,
Even our own.
We all want to believe in love
And second chances
So we forgive and forget the lessons
Of the past--
If we remember how it ends
And that it always does
Why are we here at all? | |
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| Free Verse Poetry Festival - All Welcome
Posted: 10/16/2007 9:01:17 PM |  redearthmother......you are amazingly accurate bountiful in your words as usual! A hard lesson ......yes? Yes I think so.....we live it all the time.
Why are we here?
Simple piety and prayer?
You say.....
I have something to say.........
Many find this a place to feel
Leave their hearts at the wheel....
untended...circular....wounded!
Something like a race car race
Meet me at the ending....
didn't wanna see...your face?
lol...just one of my imaginin's
Although I caught all yur emails!@
POF...com....
WTF?
Oh well....
guess we are all liven' in a dream!
Not happen' here......
Often full of dread and fear...
Yet other times...
I feel uplifted.....
something like a child...
gifted?
Lolll...guess we get our imagination on....
Play into the lovely song!
Just to say...so many here............
Leave me words...
no heart could spare!
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| Free Verse Poetry Festival - All Welcome
Posted: 10/16/2007 10:30:25 PM |
We all want to believe in magic
That enchantments and potions
Can alter the outcome.
We all want to believe in miracles
That prayers and piety
Can overcome another's freewill
Wish you could have read a thread over in religion......
Ask cashey*
Even our own.
Never question your own free will
You are free to rewrite the script?
We all want to believe in love
And second chances
So we forgive and forget
Forgive...but dont forget
Find that place where peace lives...for YOU
And dont let anything in that disturbs it
Be the peace warrior
And sometimes to do that...you gotta make a stand
......and know that if you do
Someone who *loves* you will understand
Not turn away from you
If we remember how it ends
And that it always does
Can I write a different version?
If we remember how it ended
And that it always did
Then here is my chance to see
I never did like that script
Why are we here at all
Its the chance to see what is NOT LOVE
To see that what we always believed it WAS perhaps
Is NOT LOVE after all
To learn to write our OWN script
One in which we are LOVED in a way where
The word NO does not always bring
JUDGEMENT
And voilence and hate
Thats..............NOT LOVE
And we have the chance to at last turn away
We have the right to leave NOT LOVE
We learn we cannot change NOT LOVE
Because......its......NOT LOVE
It never was
*LOVE*
(hug from me)
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Posted: 10/17/2007 1:07:55 AM |  My Angel
With each passing minute
of each passing day
saying I don't love you
is something I cannot say
If I had one wish
this is what it would be
to see you once again
looking so peacefully
My heart was broken
my heart was sad
to tell you goodbye
I sure wish I had
But I now know
that your watching me from above
although I can't see you
I can still feel your love | |
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| Wilted Ivy
Posted: 10/17/2007 8:32:41 AM | You..
Wilted Ivy..clinging hard and dry to the rock wall around your heart
Daily growing more brittle on that arid plain of emotion-
Before you had whithered I watered your garden with my tears,
but the salt of my sorrow gnarled your branches more.
Your vines, how they grip into the crevice of some dark and haunting secret!
What gardener could sow on such rocky terrain?
What life can one reap out of such pain?
And so, Wilted Ivy-
Keep your foothold strong- you've determined to live your life all alone-
But I, a weeping willow, know I have planted seed amoung the thorn,
and out of all lifes' sorrows is where contentment's borne! | |
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| The New Dawn
Posted: 10/18/2007 6:49:34 AM | It has been over a year though I know
The ships have sailed as new days dawned
Yet I find I still remember her number
Even before I remember my own
Like her it too crosses my mind
On a painfully regular basis
Though I remain hesitant to make the call
Absent mindedly tracing the hazy lines
Of what is now no more than just a memory
Unable and unwilling to move forward
Able only to look back once again and smile
Time passes as the people you love change
Yet the visage of her lovely face
The memory of her lilting lacivious laughter
Invades both my sleeping and waking moments
There is within me a fire that yet still burns
Who's embers I stoke with my thoughts
As I gently kindle it with my soul
Though still now unable to truly love another
Still unable to love myself despite myself
Unwilling to forget it all despite the pain it brings
Passing from day to day with determination
In a vain attempt to avoid the empty hours
That leave me to my own thoughts
As my own thoughts so often betray me
Always returning to my memories of her
Hoping only that with each and every new day
I will find a means to enjoy the new dawn
In a manner that does not always remind me of her
So I might at last find peace and serenity within it's light | |
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| Free Verse Poetry Festival -everybody welcome
Posted: 10/18/2007 7:07:00 AM | Just a little something of mine I would like to share
The Journey
As we walk through life hand in hand.
Our souls intertwinned with love.
Yes the love between a woman and a man.
We bask in the sunlight of love.
As we traverse this place on a journey.
A journey we call life.
Over the mountains of tribulations.
The valleys of pleasure.
To the plains of contentment.
Wrapped in the warmth of love.
In each others arms we lay.
We walk the sands of time.
Swim the rivers of destiny.
With faith in our hearts.
We no longer harbor fears.
As our journey leads us where we need to be.
Walter Frederick Russell | |
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| Free Verse Poetry Festival -everybody welcome
Posted: 10/18/2007 12:29:50 PM | I recall you saying that this wouldn't be fair to me-- (I say little in life is fair)
You don't want to hurt me--(I'm already hurting)
It will hurt even more later (I might not be here later to feel it)
......Don't think about yesterday (I'm not HER)
......Don't worry about tomorrow...
Leap in with me now - both feet
Drown with me now in this moment..hate me after if you dare, but love me for this second...(nothing feels feels quite as good or tastes quite as sweet as it does the first time)
Drink the wine from my lips - let me take you to a place where time stops (the clock is ticking..)
Run into my arms - Jump into the riptide - Lets swim in that forbidden pool; where ecstacy quotes our lives, and we can surf this wave of pleasure ...
Go under now - feel yourself submerged in the sublime- The warm waters encapsulating your soul..soak it up and let it wash away your regret; for we both know when we emerge, the winter winds will blow (I can see it coming) Leaving us chilled to the bone, clinging naked together, vulnerable and contemplating our folly..
(Tick tick) Time is fleeting..I feel you being pulled away from me by your conscience (we might have been good ) and your eyes have been clouded from me (Do you really know me?) Turn now and run into your sorrow..wrap it around your nakedness to hide from me (now you're leaving....)
................................the love affair that never was.......... | |
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| I Am a Woman
Posted: 10/18/2007 2:32:02 PM | I see those eyes of yours,
roaming over those Girls
blonde, blue-eyed
hipless stick figures,
held up as icons of
all that should be Pretty.
And I smile within
as you turn to me
because I look at you
and know you see
the Woman I am
and all my beauty.
My hair, long, fiery,
enticingly wrapped
around you,
as I burn you with
hot kisses.
My arms, rounded, white
holding you close,
pulling you into me,
making us one.
I am a Woman.
Feel my breasts,
pressed against your body,
firm, full,
birthed for your
pleasuring lips,
to ease your strife,
to nurture a life.
I am a Woman
with my belly
softly rounded
to the touch,
lick me sweet,
as it curves softly
into flared hips
made, molded,
to cradle your passions,
to hold onto
as you fill me
with your hot needs.
Yeah ... I am a Woman
with my womans core,
your perfect fit,
deeply scorching you,
soothing your rages,
your fires,
your sweet dark desires.
Look at me,
I am a Woman.
With my legs
smoothly white,
long, firm,
created to wrap around you,
sucking you in,
rocking you in comfort
... and love,
as my high arched feet,
painted toes
with joyous delights..
... ahhh .. yeah baby....
I know what you see,
when you look at me.
I am a Woman.
And I ...
... am Beautiful. | |
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