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 Brizo
Joined: 2/19/2006
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Although I have quite a few poems scattered through the poetry forums, I hesitated to start my own thread. I was afraid I wouldn't be able to tend it very well in the summer months, when I have to spend a great deal of time outdoors taking care of the lawn ( I have several acres) and gardens. I will be gathering up stuff and bringing it here, so it might be kind of repetitious for some of you regular forums posters. Please feel free to post. I don't consider myself a genius, just someone who enjoys writing......

Rue

low clouds supress spirit
rain stifles joy
wind flays leaves and skin
sink in boggy earth
scanning for snow
long shadow creeps
to tinge the sky
and seeping
chill the marrow
 Brizo
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Posted: 3/9/2007 7:23:16 AM
Eyes 12/05/06

do not weep
my stunned seduced mind
he leaves to be love's maniac
and all who love are blind

farewell my friend I've never met
peace follow through your life
thank you for the gift of words
and stay away from strife

the beauty of your soul
shone light upon my own
I hope one day you visit
and leave in place a poem....
 cynderalla
Joined: 1/10/2006
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Posted: 3/9/2007 7:25:51 AM
Yah
Congrats...

This was for a special friend, but goes here good as well

I sit and watch the nightly stars,
the clouds that role on by.
The moon in the dark sky,
sheds it's bright light.
Oh how I miss my love so true ,
it seems to softly wink.
Up there in the cool night sky,
the shadows croud abound.
Softly I gave a sigh,
to have truly found,
peace from the cool night sky.
The moonlight dances on my hair,
I smile like sun through rain.
I long for those arms,
that softly held me oh so close,
I'll soon feel again.
 Brizo
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Posted: 3/9/2007 7:37:52 AM
Thanks for the housewarming gift Cyn! You are always the most gracious woman, and I hope you do get to feel love's warm hug again.....it feels so odd to know they are looking at the same moon you are.....but so far away.....
 pensky
Joined: 12/19/2006
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Posted: 3/9/2007 8:43:14 AM
Hi Brizo! Sooo glad to see you starting this! What a relief. May I stay in touch here? It's me the former ppg. How do you like the new look?
I'll be back soon.
Fill'er up! Thank ye, Ma'am!
 autumn fantasy
Joined: 2/6/2007
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Posted: 3/9/2007 8:51:38 AM
Already posted but I needed something special for a special lady who has a home now. This is great!!!! Now we know where to find you.


May spring find you under a canopy of new growth
spiritual and passionate as a child without words
conceiving thoughts in images and senses untold
finding your dreams under the last breath of snow
before the sun has absorbed the moisture
and set it free
skys ripe with energy and falling beads
seeds of melodies born in the silent breeze
turn your face up to the wind
let it caress your spirit into life
tease your senses with botanical hues
of soft pastels and vivid petals of pastural nourishment
for all that you are
and all you wish to be.
 Brizo
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Posted: 3/9/2007 10:53:22 AM
Hi penpal, Yes, I do like your new name. It suits you, though at first I thought someone pushy had taken over your thread.... I'm kind of puzzled as to why you are relieved though....but you can visit me here....

Autumn, welcome! You were right, it was time I got a thread, I'm scattered all over, though I saved most everything in a folder on my computer....and thanks for the lovely gift! Om is right, you ARE on fire lately.....hope some of the coals fall over here....




Middling

feeling that the best
is a test between the stains
I dont choose black or white
but the color that remains

To live a life in shades of gray
is something to ascribe to
moderation come what may
live to love another day
consider what you do or say
greet the morning new

LS
 woobytoodsday
Joined: 12/13/2006
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Posted: 3/9/2007 12:05:44 PM
Ah. The Chinese have a phrase I love: dididaodaomamahuhu (aka deedee dowdow mama hoohoo). mamahuhu means so-so. dididaodao means exceptionally. Exceptionally so-so. . . . How not to love it, lol!?



Plant wildflowers in your lawn. Make a meadow. Give us your poetry!
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 Brizo
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Posted: 3/9/2007 12:40:27 PM
well, I am most exceptionally so-so.....kind of covers all the bases, huh? Are the Chinese always cautious, or is the phrase just a quirk? I've got to get to bed before I drop over, been working the night shift, and this is Friday....my playday.....it feels especially nice to goof off when everyone else is working...

Temptation 1993

you kissed me
a full moon shone
the sweetness of your kiss
dragged it's nails across my
heart
and blood welled up
where pleasure lingered
the pain of what could not be
but begged to be considered
and damn me
I would go back
to that moment

LS
 pensky
Joined: 12/19/2006
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Posted: 3/9/2007 4:27:52 PM
Well, I'm relieved cuz I don't wanna go back to my thread much for a while. I wanna chase around other folk's threads, say like...hmmm-- Brizo's! Hey. Your poetry is beautiful. I identify with it very much. This here post of mine is ridiculous, but I've already typed it and am not thinking quite straight enough to erase it. Hope you think it's cute or at least tolerable, or at least that I'm tolerable in spite of it.

Sentences started with "There" are uninteresting...hehe

There is said to be a penis on every man.
There is a way to make it stand.
But, I wonder if there is only one of its kind.
Having seen only one penis at a time.

I'm sorry. How could I do this to your thread? So vulgar. Now, you'll have all the riff raff in here..



No. This is the only time, I'll do this Brizo. From now own, I'll keep it where it belongs, with the Eyeguy or the Viking.
 Brizo
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Posted: 3/9/2007 5:35:11 PM
sky, I think you're a hoot.....write whatever you feel like writing, I don't take myself very seriously......I've never experienced the penis in plural either, except for working in a nursing home.....


Silent Scream 1990

I felt your pull
across familiar miles we once travelled
together
traveling away
alone
slipping silent tears
somewhere outside your hometown
My heart snapped
and broke
my love
I will never be the same
again

LS
 Om
Joined: 12/15/2006
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Posted: 3/9/2007 6:09:30 PM
see what you've done now, sky, all the riff-raff are coming by with erections..:)
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.......................*tips
........................head
......................thinks.
.....................Do we
....................take it
...................all too
.................serious,
................mental
..............master
.............bation,
...........or does
.........it take
......us to a
....certain
..euphoric
landscape
where we
...just want
....to play in
....or thrive
....on a big
.......ball.?

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(product, not actual size of photo)

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sorry brizo, blame it on, sky, k..:/
 Brizo
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Posted: 3/9/2007 6:15:12 PM
oh Om, that's a pretty "upstanding" example you've set for us.....

so objects in the mirror are larger than they appear......
how hard was it to type and hold that mirror?


Return to Sender 1991

Lately I'm like
a lost letter
unopened, unread
unloved
Is it any wonder
I sometimes think
of mailing myself
to a different destination
I know you thought
you were the postmaster
but baby you forgot
to stamp me

LS
 Brizo
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Posted: 3/9/2007 6:34:28 PM
The Great Alone 1988


If anyone asks
for the record
it was the alone

it was the finger drumming
the clock watching
the supper turned cold

it was the final shrug and sigh
the unsatisfied desire

it was the unfixed bike
the unfilled aquarium

it was the impatient frown
it was sleeping, or watching tv
busy, always busy

it was my crying face
turned away so you couldn't
see
my quiet breathing so you didn't
hear
I wouldn't want to
disturb
you

it was the great alone


a poem about my marriage..... I wrote many others but they are dreck and need considerable work......and they're about the length of Canterbury Tales.....
 pensky
Joined: 12/19/2006
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Posted: 3/9/2007 6:51:41 PM
Brizo. I hope you have an idea how much your writing touches me. I'd like to comment on the lost letter poem--how my heart mourns to be reminded. Some of your stuff strikes so close to my recent heartache. I feel strong to read without weeping. Again, I'm glad you're doing this.

Om. Laughter for the tears. That works.
 alyosha
Joined: 11/13/2006
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Posted: 3/9/2007 7:01:41 PM
I especially liked #s 9 and Wow! 13!

One Day a Stranger Will Drop in on You.

One day a stranger will drop in on you.
He will look like your favourite uncle
or the principal of your primary school.
But you will know he’s neither of those.

You will wonder if he’s on a mission
or has a message for you.
“No,” he will say, “I was just passing by
and I was tired and thirsty and your door was open

and I wondered...
if I might have a glass of water?”
You give him one and watch
his Adam’s apple bob up and down.

You feel how refreshing he finds it
and try to remember when anything
last refreshed you as much.

He has two kids, you learn, who live
far away and a wife he loved, who left him.
But he seems to be at peace with all of that.

You wonder if he has a secret.
Everyone has a secret, you think,
and you long to tell him yours...



. . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . J. Newman © 2006
 bubblez0577
Joined: 8/20/2006
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Posted: 3/9/2007 7:14:35 PM
~~Great thread you have here hun...ive been waiting for you to start one...great writes....

~~cascading emotions~~

Diversities strike....
when emotions come to play...
walking away..without good bye...
leaving blackened sulfur as a heart....
piercing pain throbbing within .....
......a torched soul.....
trying to ease thru lifes cycles...
....with a painted grin...
saying yes when no applies.....
....thinking "Fvck the world and what it stands for...."
yet knowing deep within....
.....there is no way out....
'cept one....
....not I...
not that route....
.....too much at stake....
life and love yet to fill the voided echos in my soul....
yet finding the truth is harder a concept to grasp...
.....a walk upon the beach to ease the calloused feet....
a mindtrip on insanities wake ...
....to barricade the heart from opening up yet again....
Givning into nothing but today...
....letting yesterday slip past without worry...
no blame...
....no shame...
.......never againt o feel a pasts distain....
I will walk upon the seaside...
bidding the bullsh*t farewelll with every tide...
swallowing truth and no longer a face to hide...
...for I am strong enough to hold my head with pride...
Scars remain to visualize the past...
the torments reasoning of his bloodstained mask...
of a fvcked up voyeur thru a fistfilled task.....
....Yet i stand here still under the stars I bask....
I am free from worries that subdue...
...I love but three in a life once untrue...
........yet they heal my soul thru little fingers they do.....
In them a love is what is I hold true....
So I sit here under the nights blackened sky.....
with thoughts wandering ..yet not giving way to the cry...
just reminnising on what once was with a simple sigh....
as I run thru these Cascading Emotions within my blue grey eyes........

~~Lisa Anne
 msblueroses
Joined: 11/9/2005
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Posted: 3/9/2007 7:21:14 PM
Beautiful work! "The Great Alone" really pulled at my heart.
 Om
Joined: 12/15/2006
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Posted: 3/9/2007 7:27:58 PM
"Laughter for the tears. That works."
That's all that's meant by it..:)
Glad you have a home, too, brizo!
13 is very cool! methinks, also!
and I like that one Jer!

when My last stanza falls,
I hope someone
will be there
to change
the sheets
 woobytoodsday
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Posted: 3/9/2007 7:31:34 PM
Well, one at a time

Each so like itself
and yet, unlike

its bumps and grinds

with and without cowl
arc up or down
or right or left
same with bends
in the middle
and colors
and textures

Shrinking, violet
or scarlet madman

And it never matters
what it thinks
of itself
Only how
it's put to use

maker of symphonies
and doggerel

I'd be willing
to testify:
there is
more than
one



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 Brizo
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Posted: 3/9/2007 8:53:56 PM
Alyosha I was waiting for you....I loved my husband very much too,but he kept trying to kill me...I guess the feeling wasn't mutual... I hope you'll accept distilled water, the well water here has a lot of iron, and a curious thing, natural effervescence(sp?) If you are not holding your glass firmly, it can be knocked from your hand....there is an urban legend about someone burning themselves on the toilet while having a smoke....

Bubblez Thanks for dropping off one of your beautiful works...and may I compliment you on your loveliness, both internal and external...

Om You're such a wonderful soul, we all think so....and one day there will be a lady we'll have to argue with about who loves you more........

Sky In my marriage, I was so numb I just wrote stream of consciousness stuff, nothing very good, just wanting to get rid of the rage I was so afraid of I used the emergency shut off valve...the love poems are for Dean, the healer, and Ed, the one that got away...

msblueroses Thank you for the compliment! That finally came out after the divorce, when I could turn the faucet on again, and turned out to be my best friends favorite too....

wooby you're right...though they have similarity, no two are alike....and nearly always a beautiful sight....



Struggle with the higher Self 1991

Wild things will never
come
to your hand
if you close it
around them

Give me
your wild heart
and I'll try to keep
my palm open

the gift of
your feelings
means nothing
if they were not
freely given
without manipulation
or interference

I need to know
I earned
love
that you didn't
just forfeit

LS
 pensky
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Posted: 3/9/2007 10:06:51 PM
Brizo: Heaven help you, you are such a dedicated hostess. You invite me to correspond. It is my opinion that your poems of heart break are not "not very good" or so good, how ever it was you phrased it. Then again, I am a believer in fishers of men, and saviors of souls. It is when a soul is desperately foundering that it is most open to salvation. For that reason, your poems spoken from your most-broken heart will surely be the most deeply received, from my perspective. What do I know? However, I'd be hung on a cross for 'tis my belief.
 Brizo
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Posted: 3/10/2007 8:17:05 AM
Sky The one's I posted aren't what I'm referring to......those are in a folder and I might separate them into something smaller, work with what I like and keep it, and toss the rest. Like I said, really long stream of consciousness stuff from when I was most likely schizoid. I now realize I was bipolar cycling, fortunately aging and menopause has mellowed it way down. In my twenties and thirties I would have liked to jump out of my own skin and run away from myself.......my poor kids could have used a sign.....mom is MANIC today .......

We know so much more these days, especially about heredity and mental states.....


Daddy Longlegs 1991

your smile flashes
across your face
and leaves a dimple
to remind me
of the warmth I saw
so fleetingly
my heart turns over
with love
and stores your dimple
with the others
to warm me
against the chill
of the future

LS
 Brolga
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Posted: 3/10/2007 8:31:21 AM
Lovely thread, Brizo!
"Daddy Longlegs, 1991" - beautiful.
 woobytoodsday
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Posted: 3/10/2007 8:39:25 AM
What Brolga said!!



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