| Bella Dabble in Poetry
Posted: 2/26/2007 8:10:35 AM | A Message
The hint of warm hugs, the whisper of smiles,
Shared by two people across the long miles.
Hopes, dreams and thoughts just words on the screen,
May evoke deep within feelings so calm, so serene.
A friendship develops despite the unknown,
For those few moments, they're no longer alone.
A message from the heart of a friend who knew,
The comfort of knowing someone's thinking of you.
Lynda C. Platone
Copyright ©2007 Lynda C. Platone | |
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| Bella Dabble in Poetry
Posted: 2/26/2007 8:12:12 AM | Soul Mates
A softly breathed sigh greets the morn's rosy dawn,
as a warm, sleepy soul wakes to the morn.
Another day beckons to be lived and embraced,
adventures and journeys ahead to be faced.
Unlike those gone past, this day will present,
a gift beyond all others that is heaven sent.
The fates have designed two paths shall be crossed,
this day brings new hope for dreams once thought lost.
Tentatively, gently two souls dare reach out,
yet unbidden reminders raise shadows of doubt.
The need for a soul mate softens deep fears,
as laughter and joy slowly rival the tears.
Two softly breathed sighs greet the morn's rosy dawn,
as two warm, sleepy souls wake to the morn.
Another day beckons to be lived and embraced,
adventures and journeys ahead to be faced.
The future before them, time for true love to grow,
now soul mates together, hand in hand they shall go.
Lynda C. Platone
Copyright ©2007 Lynda C. Platone | |
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| Bella Dabble in Poetry
Posted: 2/26/2007 8:13:16 AM | Longing
Wisps of pale diaphanous clouds;
Drift in the darkness, silent shrouds.
Sparkling stars, the moon's shed tears;
Reflect the loneliness this soul most fears.
Ghostly images whisper in the mind;
Murmuring softly of passions left behind.
Warm, sweet flesh flushed with desire;
Softly cried moans fueled by the fire.
Limbs entwined, joined lips quiver
Two souls sail on passion's river.
Moments of love two hearts once captured;
In the night filled with such rapture.
Longing for what now seems lost;
Anguished pain is what love costs.
Sparkling tears, the heart's shed fears;
Are what this lonely soul now wears.
Lynda Platone
Copyright ©2007 Lynda C. Platone | |
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| Bella Dabble in Poetry
Posted: 2/26/2007 8:14:58 AM | Seeking
Seeking and searching in the predawn.
Mists swirling silent across dew kissed lawn.
Wraithlike and pale in the soft, glowing light,
She prays for the end of the long dark night.
An outstretched hand in desperate plea
Cries for sweet comfort, tears falling gently.
How has she come to be so alone?
Why does she not have one to call her own?
Seeking and searching in the predawn.
Mists swirling silent across dew kissed lawn.
She falls to the Earth, her soul wrenched apart;
Will love once again find its way to her heart?
Lynda C. Platone
Copyright ©2007 Lynda C. Platone | |
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| Bella Dabble in Poetry
Posted: 2/26/2007 8:17:27 AM | Song of the Dove
The rosy dawn rises, whispering its sweet song;
The lovers stir slowly, smiling soft, sleepy warm.
The morn slowly wakens to the song of the dove;
The two so enraptured in new found love.
Embracing each other, knowing at long last;
Loneliness and pain now things of the past.
Hands gently seeking, leaving trails of fire;
Yearning bodies arching, filled with heart's desire.
Lips moist and parted, breathless sighs honey sweet;
Trembling limbs now entwined, two bodies come to meet.
He swears to his lady his devotion for all time;
She murmurs softly to him, her joy tears how they shine.
There is no need for words right now, in the dawn's pearly light;
As the lovers laying breast to breast, share their delight.
They have listened so long as their heart and soul called;
Knowing now the reason, the two so enthralled.
The search, once endless, to fill the aching need;
The cure now found to stop the heart's slow bleed.
Healed, warm and safe, in each other's love;
They drift off to sleep lulled by the song of the dove.
Lynda C. Platone
Copyright ©2007 Lynda C. Platone | |
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| Bella Dabble in Poetry
Posted: 2/26/2007 8:18:56 AM | I've enjoyed each and every poem on your thread thus far, some truly beautiful writes....ones written from your heart which is evident. I personally could relate to your first poem , and thought I would add to your thread...hope you don't mind?
I BELIEVE.....
It is said that two people must meet to get that feeling
I have to disagree with them
For his voice and his words simply sets my world reeling
When two people share the depths of their minds
A connection is made
Something begins that you truly can't unwind
No matter the distance that keeps them apart
When lives are shared with words
You can take someone into your heart
If you let yourself be open to love
Even if they never touch you
Their words can envelope you like a glove
You share the moments of your day
They truly get to know you
In what I feel is a special way
To experience this has brought something to my life
No matter the outcome
It seems that my world no longer holds strife
So I take each day and enjoy what we have found
No one can say it isn't real
For my feet walk on the ground
Our minds have united through this cyber space
May our hearts come in
And take their place
Peace....Wicked~ | |
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| Bella Dabble in Poetry
Posted: 2/26/2007 8:21:27 AM | Homeless Without My Harley
Oh woe is me, how can this be?
I find myself homeless, without my Harley.
The path and the journey which take me through life,
Often has pitfalls, challenges and strife.
Yet as I stumble and then pick myself up,
I see it half full inside of the cup.
The road lies before me,it beckons and calls,
My rider's heart fearless of loneliness and falls.
The sun on my face, the wind in my hair,
A lady does wait for me and she is so fair.
The skies are clear blue, the future is bright,
The stars shine upon me in the moonlight.
One day soon it will happen, I'll be back on my scoot,
And the lady and I will find a new route.
At the end of my ride, I know what I'll find,
Ease for my pain and sweet peace of mind.
A home of my own, the hearth burning warm,
It's where I'll find love's shelter from the storm.
Lynda Platone
Copyright ©2007 Lynda C. Platone | |
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| Bella Dabble in Poetry
Posted: 2/26/2007 8:24:14 AM | | Smiles..............it's lovely, Wicked. I see you also know the depth of feeling that can be shared by people in cyber space. Thank you for your kind words regarding my poetry and I'm honored that you care to share yours here as well. | |
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| Bella Dabble in Poetry
Posted: 2/26/2007 8:25:26 AM | Despair
Lonely, cold, spiraling down into the vortex of despair;
Anguished, shattered, splintered beyond repair.
Crying, moaning, weeping, leaking hope, love and joy;
How simply, how cavalierly another's life to destroy.
You loved me once, you told me so;
You showed it in your gaze so that I would know.
Now I hold close to me in the dark, silent night;
Not the warmth of your love, but the empty painful fright.
How can I love, how will I ever trust another;
When I'm broken beyond repair, perhaps forever.
Gut wrenching sadness is all I can feel;
I pray time will allow me to heal.
Lynda C Platone
Copyright ©2007 Lynda C Platone | |
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| Bella Dabbles in Poetry
Posted: 3/6/2007 9:18:57 AM | ENVISIONING
She walks the beach as the golden sun sets into the crimson gulf, its reflected path beckoning to her.
Behind her in the east, the twilight blue sky deepens into purple as the silver moon, in all its full glory, rises.
The warm tropical breeze now carries the hint of chill as it stirs her flowing green dress about her legs like the gentle touch of a lover.......
stirrings deep within cause warm, moist throbbings..the pink rose buds of her breasts respond to these stirrings as, softly caressing her face, her red curls dance upon the wind.
She lays down on the cool beach..feeling the heat of the day reaching up from below to warm her as if wrapped within a lover's embrace.
She gazes upon the endless beauty of the heavens above.
Closing her eyes, she sighs deeply as she caresses herself.....envisioning her sweet lover, their passionate gazes locked, as he slowly lowers himself to join their bodies, knowing..........finally......that what they thought could be.........is........ | |
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| Bella Dabbles in Poetry
Posted: 3/19/2007 6:03:47 AM | SOLACE
Restless turnings in the deep, dark and silent night; silver tears on her cheek acknowledge her heart's lonely fright.
Ragged sighs escape unbidden through lips trembling and parted; uneasy dreams of where this journey will end that she has started.
Long red curls, tangled and dampened with her heart's own tears; how she longs for one with whom to share her joys and fears.
Along her journey she has learned to be courageous and hold grace; her lonely heart is now ready to share the future she shall face.
Softly, in the dawn's approaching rose hued light; her dreams are infiltrated by the whispers of a sweet knight.
His battle scars of courage he proudly wears with honor; the battles won much evidenced in his tarnished armor.
He is a fiercesome warrior standing tall and strong. Yet his fearless noble heart sings a sad man's song.
The strong, brave knight sees in his heart so true; that this may be the lady to light his flame anew.
In the dark and lonely night he reaches to caress; so tempted by the lovely sight of her warm, sweet rising breast.
The lady's turmoil eases, her dreams now turn to peace; the pain and fear and loneliness soon to be released.
The deep, yet warm and loving voice speaks words so kind and gentle; they fall so softly upon her dreams like a warm and velvet mantle.
The voice speaks words of endless nights filled with passion and with love; taking them soaring to new heights like the snow-white dove.
Words of comfort and fidelity spoken by none before; the lady snuggles within her dreams longing to hear more.
Dare she open up herself and give her heart away; will the dark and lonely dreams keep her love at bay?
Or will the true and noble knight's words of love and promise; win the lady's hand and heart with thoughts of new found love and solace............ | |
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