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| Poetry of the night..........
Posted: 1/27/2007 2:56:21 PM | Just thought I would give this a go, my poetry seems to always take place in the darkness of the night which shall be my main theme.........anyone caring to add is most welcome.
Deep in the night when silence abounds
a lone owl cries out
seeking out his prey on the barren grounds
the thirst for blood fuels his flight
the need to eat
his internal instict to take that first bite
the eyes search for what will satisfy the need
there he sees a forest creature
it is now his time to feed
swooping down out of the night sky
his ready talons prepared for the kill
no time for his prey to even ask why
ever closer his food is within reach
he sees him in his yellow eyes
he will not flinch to bite when he hears the screech
the attack is here and now, he is ready to eat
digs in quite sharply
his first taste of the meat
the flesh he savours , the blood he drinks
life is gone out
the creatures body quietly shrinks
a feeling of fullness takes over as the last piece is taken
carcus is dropped to ground
a deed fullfilled , nothing left to be foresaken
with wings streched , he resumes his flight
blood still dripping
once again he searches the night
Wicked and Wise | |
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| Poetry of the night..........
Posted: 1/27/2007 3:08:41 PM | I lay here in the darkness on my bed
the sound of a ticking clock
and the thoughts going on in my head
branches hit the window, a cat hisses
trying to find out
just what my heart wishes
my eyes see nothing here in the night
yet I know that the dark helps me
it gives me the time to develop my sight
to put the body at rest, to search and define
to travel to another place
to find what is truly mine
the day and the sunlight only leave me feeling stressed
to rest within the darkness
is when I am truly blessed
so I search for where I need to travel
a place to call my own
where all the answers simply unravel
here I am in a place where spirts shall reveal their names
they will show me the way
and we shall play mystical games
a night of travel and wonder, a place one should see
to be among these places
shall always remain one of magic mystery
Wicked and Wise | |
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| Poetry of the night..........
Posted: 1/27/2007 3:09:06 PM | That was hot.
Mind if I push you on the swing?
edit: well, I meant the first one.
The second puts you in the crazy bracket.
Welcome to that club, too.
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| Poetry of the night..........
Posted: 1/27/2007 3:13:22 PM | Referring to the first one I take it "Brawnydog?"
Thank you..........push me on the swing...........hmmmm interesting?  | |
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| Poetry of the night..........
Posted: 1/27/2007 3:28:02 PM | lemonade in your glass
a gentle warm breeze in your hair
I bet you don't just glow in the sun
...just look at her
She even glow's in the moonlight
Porch swing and a long hot summer
some tend to last forever
I moved down south to preserve it
And a swingset I did erect...
...k that was on edit. lol | |
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| Poetry of the night..........
Posted: 1/27/2007 3:32:59 PM | Footsteps walk silently in the dark
they lead me
straight to the forbidden park
a life was taken here
yet still I go
for I have no fear
many will not travel to places in the night
I will
for I feel no fright
the trees envelope me and take me home
the darkness
is where my soul yearns to roam
the creatures of the night shall turn and run away
it is at night
that one comes out to stalk their prey
yet I feel no harm shall come to me
from those
who perch among the trees
they know that I will not harm them or steal
for they know
I understand their need for food is real
I know what goes on within the night
for to understand it
has always been my fight
it takes me in to feel its beauty and the cold
to walk within it
one must be very bold
to be scared of nothing and to stand tall
in the darkness
with these one can never fall
I watch in wonder at what I see
for now
it is a lonely hawk swooping from the tree
his flight is fast, his kill is swift
his food for the night
is crushed among a high snow drift
the kill is full of glory
a victory for the hawk
the squirrel has no story
the darkness is fading fast
it is time for me to go
a memory of the night which has now been cast | |
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| Poetry of the night..........
Posted: 1/27/2007 4:56:12 PM | Whipping off my sandals and sending them in flight
the sand between my toes on a moonlit night
feels free and good
To know that my spirit soars with joy
All the energy of the universe I employ
The mind is free and holds no pain
Time to heal has been my gain
darkness has aided me on my path
time to myself and the quiet night
has turned all blackness into white
travelling forward and success is my goal
having the optimism of the brown spotted foal
shall take me to a wondrous place
where life is full of pleasures that touch the heart
a place where it shall never fall apart
to see the road ahead with a beckoning light
knowing the path you're on is finally right
steps that take you farther and farther
to a place where you find the dreams of the past
and make them truth and forever last | |
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| Poetry of the night..........
Posted: 1/28/2007 9:54:34 AM | Sitting on my front step and feeling the gentle breezes
almost like when I am here that times freezes
to stare in wonder at the midnight sky
contentment is mine , I let out a sigh
the stars how they twinkle and shine
to be among them would be simply devine
watching the trees bend in the wind almost to a crack
feeling the coldness upon my back
a man on a bike pedalling fast to his home
he was out in the night, looking to roam
a dog is barking at something he's seen
I'm losing myself within a dream
closing my eyes, I feel the peace of the night
here on my step, it feels just right
no sounds can be heard now, it is only just me
thinking my thoughts, happily | |
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| Poetry of the night..........
Posted: 1/28/2007 11:50:27 AM | A Broken Heart Shall Mend.......
I know the pain of a broken heart
to feel this is to have a piece of you ripped apart
it hurts like a knife ripping through
to think none of this was true
a dream has died, a soul is lost
love always seems to come with a cost
where to go and what to do
how shall I live without you
our lives were meant to be shared
I truly believed that you cared
now it's gone and I am all alone
yes, my soul left to roam
the love I now see
was truly never meant to be
you came to me, for a special reason
your words did not come with treason
we share times with some, though short
it's all in his hands, how long we should court
no one knows why things just fade
even after all the plans we've made
we tuck the feelings within our heart
they shall not leave, no never part
for the memory of such love
shall always envelop us like a glove
new love shall come that nothing can compare
our hearts again we shall share | |
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| Poetry of the night..........
Posted: 1/29/2007 10:30:51 AM | Making way for the night to come in
my thoughts pertain to passions
and yes erotic sin
heated bodies on soft ground
a fire that builds
where there is no other sound
roaming hands left free to explore
touching skin
clothes strewn to find no more
darkness lets all inhibitions fly
she takes her stance
body erect towards the sky
the look of pleasure surmounts her face
her eyes tell a story
of defiance and pace
control is where her position defines
below her he seeks her out
they are connecting through minds
her eyes speak of what she desires
hands silently speak
of building fires
the speed at which this night is flowing
tells both
where the two are going
to a place beyond that neither have been
the stars tell them
there is much yet to be seen
as night turns to day
collapsed together
they feel beneath them the hay | |
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| Poetry of the night..........
Posted: 1/29/2007 4:24:47 PM | Mommy's Baby Boy
In all my life I only wanted to be a mother
to guide my babies
and to never smother
to teach them right from wrong, and values true
always believing when away
that they would know just what to do
day in and day out I am their teacher
for that I am so proud
and yes sometimes they may look at me as a preacher
I look at them now and know the job went well
they use their manners and respect
yes looking upon them, my heart begins to swell
now they are getting older, and dont need me like before
it seems to my heartbreak
that my son doesn't need me anymore
his world is full of games, girls, and friends
a tear comes to my eye
when I think my job has come to an end
he doesnt hear or listen to a word I say
almost as if I don't exist
his aim is just to go off and play
whatever happened to mommy's little boy
he used to hold my hand
now it seems I am only here for him to employ
our family has now become divided, not the same is what he cries
with his dad he chose to be
now my heart only sighs
he slips through my fingers
all I have left
is his scent, which still lingers
one day my wish is for him to come back into my arms
where I know he knows
I will keep him safe from harm
In his eyes I see such a perfect reflection of me
so I guess I must have faith
that he will return , like the tides rolling in from the sea
life I suppouse is like this, no matter how unkind
we must brace ourselves each day
for what it is we may find
I love you my little boy, please know this every day
I am here for you with open arms
Please hear me when I pray
I love you R.A. | |
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| Poetry of the night..........
Posted: 1/31/2007 10:34:07 AM | At night
the dreams come to me
visions
of my path I do see
a path
of golden light
a future
bathed in light
where a heart
is free of pain
it lives
once again
no more control
I have a choice
no longer
will he stifle my voice
the box
has been broken down
I no longer
wear a frown
he tried
to crush my soul
he did not know
to be free was my goal
i am now
free to find my way
no one
shall stop my play
many years
were taken from me
no more ties
I hold the key
pain is
in the past
I'm travelling now
life goes fast
doors shall open
it's in front of me now
I'll live this life
that I vow
head held high
smile on my face
I am now
part of the human race
life for me
is now dreams coming true
there is hope
I know this to be true
people have come
into my life
they took away
all that caused me strife
in my heart
they shall always stay
their loyalty
I shall never give away
a path
is one that we must find
sometimes
we find a heart that is kind
it help us
to heal all wounds that are deep
we take it in
it's ours to keep
together the souls
shall unite
the world
is now bathed in light
my path
is plain for my view
it shows me
YOU | |
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| Poetry of the night..........
Posted: 2/7/2007 4:19:02 PM | Ahead of me in the distance
is a bright yellow sun
it offers to me a life of glorious fun
with it's warmth and welcome
I take steps down the road
each mile I creep, brings an easier load
I'm heading towards something
as of yet it's not clear
something tells me though, you have nothing to fear
the inner voice says walk forward, but take it slow
when you get there you shall find a surprise
it can be found within your lover's eyes
the eyes shall guide you to a definitive place
answers will come to you at last
it is now time to forget the past
the future is ahead of you
you must walk ahead
what you once felt long ago, now is dead.. | |
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| Poetry of the night..........
Posted: 2/7/2007 4:33:05 PM | When love finds its way into your heart
you cannot run
nor let it fall apart
you take it in you, like the food of life
it will nourish you
rid the mind and soul of all strife
love makes you grow in amazing ways
it offers you warmth
like the magnificent sun's rays
it brings a feeling that all is right
you can face things now
another holds you strong with all their might
you are two now instead of one
a pair of souls
offered a life together that shall not come undone
they make you see things in a brand new light
offers shoulders to carry you
when you are too tired to fight
this love we find should be treasured each day
blessed are we
that it found it's way | |
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| Poetry of the night..........
Posted: 2/13/2007 5:07:34 PM | Treasures of Life
Life for us begins at birth
Our wobbly legs shall take the earth
We grow learn, and play
Things develop each and every day
A day comes when we leave the nest
What happens next is the true test
Were those that cared for us the nurturing kind
Or have they sent us out there totally blind
Some are loved deeply and life just flows
Their happiness, security, and plans just grow
Others sadly have been neglected and abused
Because of this they shall go through life feeling used
If a child is loved and cared for
It gives them the strength and courage to open the heaviest door
Those that are left alone with no love
Will find life difficult, hard to lift even a dainty glove
Life is so precious, we need to treat it kind
When it is given to you, know it as a rare find
Give it all that it truly needs
To go out in the world and succeed
For what is more valuable than that the new baby you hold
You cant measure their existance, in silver or gold
A gift we have been given that we need to keep safe
Not to abandon, neglect, or turn away like a waif
I love you my darlings, you are with me for life
Talk to me, cry to me, I will try to rid you of all strife
My hand, heart, and love I do offer you each day
In my mind, please know you are my teasures in every way. | |
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| Poetry of the night..........
Posted: 2/14/2007 5:05:58 PM | Let us sit around a fire burning bright
kindred faces shall glow with light
stories told of long ago
some will rise to give to us a vibrant show
eyes will twinkle as we behold the glory
of poets who share a wonderous story
amongst friends who share the same mind
is to me a truly rare find
so with a fiery heat to warm our souls
friendships uniting will be our goal
stoke the fire till it reaches an upward sky
together we sit, sharing words that make us fly
it pleases my heart to be here by your fire
to learn from the best is my desire............. | |
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| Poetry of the night..........
Posted: 2/15/2007 5:09:44 PM | Snow Angels
Laying upon
snow covered ground
my little girl
laid with me
not making a sound
snow angels
we decided to make
to leave our prints
pictures to take
giggles exploded
smiles from our lips
so much fun
as we shifted our hips
making memories
just us two
forever
it's something we do
wet from cold
I lifted her up
hand in hand
to warm ourselves with a cup
hot chocolate
was brewed for our hearts
shared with each other
memories never to part | |
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| Poetry of the night..........
Posted: 2/16/2007 5:08:39 PM | Thoughts of You
A smile takes me back in time
To memories sweet, truly mine
A woman's face I do see
One who meant the world to me
I see my tiny feet step into her shoes
Pretending to be her, a thing I loved to do
She gave me those pretty shoes one day
So I could take them home, forever to play
They stayed with me for years to come
Until one day they sadly came undone
I longed to stay at her home
This was where my true spirit was allowed to roam
Amazing love I felt within her care
It's something I have never felt anywhere
This lady of my heart, is my grandmother
To me I shall never find that love from another
It seems so long ago since I've heard your voice
I know why you are gone, it was not your choice
So many days I sit, silently think of you
Longing for times, to create memories new
You are gone from this world , but remain in my heart
Thinking of you now, the tears do start
You taught me to love freely, to welcome friends
I take that with me, I'll practise your lessons to the end
I miss you sweet Mary, know this is true
There isn't a day I don't think of you........... | |
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| Poetry of the night..........
Posted: 2/16/2007 5:19:56 PM | My Baby
She's crazy
She's spunky
She's just like me
If I decided
to be a monkey
going swinging in a tree
she'd follow me
her eyes
how they twinkle
with mischief
total delight
crazy
spunky
girl
comes alive at night
a singer
a dancer
an entertainer to all
being around my baby
you will have a ball
she's crazy
she's spunky
she's just like me
together forever
is how we shall be!
Love ya...my little CD | |
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| Poetry of the night..........
Posted: 2/16/2007 5:37:13 PM | Inspired by my dad. "A Vets, Mind."
Shadows they cover slowly the death of suns light.
Hands of black abyss caress me touch of the night.
Creature of the madness , lack of sleep, never deep, its obsien, shivers felt in dark blankness nothing stires . Consumed by chilled grays and dark purples to black. Sun gone down theres no looking back.,
Shadows they cover slowly the death of suns light.
Hands of black abyss caress me touch of the night.
Run through the streets screaming in fear. Heart pounds song of deaths soon to be delivered. Splintered nerves screeching nail upon a window of warning. Timeless endings, who will be left by morning?
Shadows they cover slowly the death of suns light.
Hands of black abyss caress me touch of the night.
In my head they snicker, those timid cruel voices. Pulling hair with remorse but tears never flow. Was it me that did this could I be a vile? blood scattered clothing countless bodies mile after mile.
Shadows they cover slowly the death of suns light.
Hands of black abyss caress me touch of the night.
Forgive me father for I have sinned I beg of you this hour. Its night agian here in Korea and Im back in this tower. Third tour along and rains begin to fall and there is noise on the horizen. Caress me sweet shadows let me live , I will be safe when the sun is rising. | |
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| Poetry of the night..........
Posted: 2/17/2007 10:13:09 AM | "Repoman....although sad in tale, it conveys great meaning and gives the visual of just what your dad experienced. I thank you for sharing...........welcome to poems of the night and yes sometimes it is a given that we must bring in the light, for one cannot live in total darkness, no matter how soothing the still and quiet can be to a wounded soul.
Peace | |
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| Poetry of the night..........
Posted: 2/17/2007 10:31:37 AM | Candles silently flicker to give me light
My eyes are closed, to make it less bright
My mind is spinning, I can't touch ground
It is my need, to block out all sound
At night is when I find such peace
When my thoughts shall flow, I find release
It takes me to a place or time
Where these moments are only mine
Daylight brings a drive to race
Within blackness of night, I set my pace
To let everything flow into an abyss
Thoughts not needed, nor will I miss
I fill my mind with peaceful things
Of what my future ahead shall bring
Joyful words flow in my head
Here as I lay upon my bed
A smile comes to my face
This night has brought me visions of ribbon, velvet, and lace...... | |
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| Poetry of the night..........
Posted: 2/17/2007 12:22:50 PM | The full moon cast a hue of light,
into the darkest ,deepest night.
For all that walk, and prey on me,
may come to know, may come to see.
The flickering flame, in the fireside,
leads me to warmth, and there I shall hide.
As I creep from the place, so alone,
and so cold.
May I lift up my head and be ever more bold.
It is living for strength, and searching for gold.
The world hath a way, of keeping us down.
I say, raise your cateyes,,,,and make not a sound.
Creep lightly,,,and quick like a panther,,,swift.
And be on it before,,,,their dark face,,,even lifts.
Hence,,,I am found,,,by the beauty therein,
To behold the emotion, the love, is no sin.
As I creep, and sway through the darkest of nites,
May my legend be this, I have mastered the heights,
of the prey, and the hunter, the fool, and the betrayed.
This makes me ever stronger,,,,and my words never frayed.
As lightly ,,the wandering, hunt is pursued,
I will gently and quietly, not come unglued.
Life has a way of keeping us down, hold your head high,
Do not make a sound.
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| Poetry of the night..........
Posted: 2/17/2007 12:46:26 PM | Lift up the veil, from the shrouded face,
take a close look,,,and occupy space.
Breathe in the air,,,so clean, so pure.
I will never forget that smell, for sure.
The flowers, and sunlight,
the earth, and the rain,
the beauty in soil, the sweet smell of the pain.
As I think in my heart, all is for a moment,
I believe just as well,,,,,its a message thats sent.
So ponder the whats, if's and the why's ,
As I continue to search the blue skies.
As long as my body breathes air, it is certain.
This is one long road,,,and it is not without hurtin.
May all of our tears, fall silently,,,then..
return us a smile,,,,and bring us back again! | |
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| Poetry of the night..........
Posted: 2/18/2007 12:57:47 PM | Nice writes Jules........welcome to "poetry of the night......"
Why didn't you?
Why didn't you love me
Why didn't you care
Why did a love of a mother, you did not share
Was I so rotten
A tainted fruit that fell from your tree
Why couldn't you give your love to me
It seems from a little girl
I was never one you held dear
This caused me to shed many a tear
I would sit alone in my room
Waiting for you to miss me at all
It was fruitless, you never came to call
When I should have been
Your pride and joy
All of your love, you gave to your boy
It seems in life, I was always wrong
You always were right
These thoughts tortured my mind in the night
When a mother should be proud
I would sit in despair
For again, you were not there
Now you are no longer in my life
You've wounded my heart so deep
Angry dreams of you fill my sleep
You talk about me, like a thorn in your side
Pure disdain for your daughter is shown
Thank god, I don't need you, I'm fully grown
Wounds in my heart, caused by you
Lies and destruction, you should be ashamed
I never want to hear you call my name
A mother would never turn like you did
She would stand by blood, no matter the story
Fight for her daughter, with all her glory
Not you, not now, not ever
I know this now, I've shut my heart to you
No longer do you have power, to make me blue
I hope you are happy
Live your life by your actions
Just know dear mother, you've lost my reactions
Sit alone now with your angry heart
I carry on to make my life real
As always, I care about how people feel
Goodbye is all I have to say to you now
I pray you don't keep on a path that hurts
To me that would be the ultimate curse.... | |
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