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2010 Poetry Theme Challenges#All You Need Is... |
In coalition with Terry's Elizabethan sonnet month and his challenge to write them the theme challenge
is drawing on the traditions of the sonnet - LOVE. Shakespeare wrote sonnets to his Dark Lady and indeed
to his fair young man, others were written to the Queen herself, and of course the loves of God in what
were tumultuous times in the history of Christianity in the UK and Europe. The theme for June is love
in all its beauty and glory.
Jem and Khia XXXX |
All You Need Is...
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Maryse AchongI shed no more tears love, that time has passed, Though there are days when I am sorely pressed By memories that recall both the best And worst times of my life, a huge contrast… For a while on cloud nine, and then aghast. Together life was a near perfect dream, And we knew happiness in the extreme, But little did we know the die was cast And you’d be gone in the blink of an eye, And I’d be left appalled, adrift, alone, Too shocked for a long time to even cry, It seemed as if my heart had turned to stone. Tears and time heal but deep wounds leave a scar, And cherished thoughts of you are never far. ----- To Love When I am lost in sadness and despair And memories of days gone by assail, When it appears that life has been unfair And everything of beauty seems to pale; Then Love will tap me softly on the hand, And show me once again that Life is grand. When shadows darken corners of my mind, Where even sun’s bright rays can’t penetrate And it would seem that my eyes have grown blind And that He has again o’er-filled my plate; Then it is Love that soothes my furrowed brow And shows me there is beauty in the now. And when my heart is burdened, weighted down, And my spirit is crushed, beyond repair, When I’m convinced that I will surely drown In sorrow, as I no longer draw air; Then Love will gently lift my weary head And comfort me ‘til all my fears have fled. And when those that I love are in distress, Their concerns become mine, I suffer too, But sometimes it is too much I confess, And that is when I can rely on You. For Love will wipe away my every tear And show me that indeed, You’re always there. Shine on me Love no matter where I go, May I never forfeit your healing grace, Cocoon me so that I will always know That with You in my life, I’ll run this race Up to the end, confronting every test, Until safe in Love’s arms I fin’lly rest. back to list |
Divena CollinsHow deep this bond of love we hath shared, For passions lay deep within a lovers hold Loving hearts shalt not e`er be compared, How they once were in past spirits of olde To find perfect harmony and peace within Together both forever as time stands still How canst these feelings be cast as a sin When this loves so true it shalt bear no ill; Time passes by this love groweth stronger Each blessed day much more than before For this is a love that shalt last much longer A bonding to be cherished for ever more How precious is this love of heavenly bliss And sweeter the dew of thy morning kiss.  ----- Embracing Love A love that is true doth have no reason Of why in their hearts they feel this way When love doth embrace a summer season How brightly the sun enhances this day; And the warmth they shall both feel inside As they hazily dream through misty eyes, In depths therein where true love resides That shalt e`er portray thy heavenly sighs; There is no substitute it hath not a place For the chosen one, is the utmost choice And eternal love shalt for ever embrace Pleasures of a lovers endearing voice; Thus now and forever thy spiritual guide Shalt not in this passion e`er be denied.  ----- Fantasies Of Love Oh ye fair spirit of the woodlands sage Who hath pledged her promise of love And writ her oath on an age old page To a knight from the Kings realm above; They sampled the joys of loves delight Within a spiritual, and mystical trance Enclosed in sweet fantasies by night Until the dawns crystal dewdrops dance; How sweetly this love they had bestow`n Togetherness they hath both now shared For this inner warmth inside hath shown; That both these true lovers really cared Now this their bond of love hath sealed And love sweet love, once more revealed.  ----- Flame Of India Oh flame of India burn unto the night Exotic oils of mimosa to light This burning passion in their heart An exciting dance of love they start. Come Oh Khan great Prince of land Take Princess Sudha`s`s dusky hand, Come forth to her on thy white steed To exchange a gift of all great needs. Lead her unto the sand of the seas `Neath the feathery Tamarisk trees There shalt flames burn so bright Passions yielding through the night. Thy Palace of gold and ivory tusk, Scented garden with hints of musk He reigns with Shudha`s by his side Both spirits taken by morning tide .  ----- Natural Instincts To dream unadorned in the midst of dawn And bathe in sweet mists of morning dew Within my passion nature`s fantasies grew, To sweet desires of my lover I was drawn; Oh where art thou, for I crave thee so much Dost thy not know that my passion is real Thy spiritual desires shalt know how I feel That in my wanton need I long for thy touch; Oh come to me my love hold me in thy arms That we may seek this our paradise of love Through the warmth of the sun from above And portray thy sensuous masculine charms; To dream unadorned in the midst of dawn And bathe in sweet mists of morning dew. ----- The Passion A kiss tender words are spoken On a soft bed of down together, Vows of love are ne-er unbroken These feelings cherished, forever. Gently thy arms, warmly embrace And the love in my heart is thine, Searching fingers softly trace, To awaken thy senses sublime. Beneath the spread of an oaken With gentle breeze, caressing Soft words of love are spoken, Senses aroused, and expressing, Together two hearts are bound Misty eyes, revealing devotion, Oblivious to the world around So in love, and deep in emotion. Sensual touches of loves pleasure The sweet gentleness of this day Locked in our dreams forever, Sharing passion with love always. ----- Spirit Of Love Tread silently forth unto this moonlit night That I may dream sweet dreams of thee To open my eyes towards mornings light When thy heights of passion floweth free; Come hold me gently entwin`d in thy arms And harken to the rhythmic beat of my heart Come nigh my lover with thy loving charms That hath etched with love from cupids dart; Bright jewell`d shone the love in our eyes As we maketh sweet love here together And silvery moons shadow from the skies We both knew we were one then forever; This love so defined shalt always be true For lost spirits shalt return to begin anew.  ----- Spirit Of The Sea In time through the dense mists of dreams Arisen in spirit form together once more Thro` frothy white foam that flows on the shore To search once again for pleasure supreme; Once more our love reaches high esteems Sweet passion now deeper than ever before True love returneth from past days of yore Lost spirits once more forever to redeem; Closer together, though deep oceans apart Spiritually we knew, from each learned sage Our love had flourished right from the start In an ancient book with an eternal page; A captains log, with love etched on his chart Returns from the sea, from a bygone age.  The Shell - Vladimir Kush ----- Sweet Memories The grandfather clock in the hall struck loud As they climbed up the stairway to bed A shaky old lady adorned a night shroud And her spouse wore a nightshirt instead; A devoted couple who had seen better days Remembered when once they were young Memories fade, true love remains always Their praise of love has so often been sung; They remained great lovers but once a year And their honeymoon eve was a sunday For now their blessed anniversary is here They shall enjoy love in their own special way; The way that they can at their very own pace Just to snuggle up with a smile on their face.  ----- Tales Of Love A Tallow candle flickered nigh unto the night Perished thus, to a tiny dying burnt out flame. Until the candle canst offer no more light, Thus melting tallow, hiding lovers name, Whyever then, in this darkened room of gloom, Whilst thou peruse thy tome, on tales of love, With not, a moonbeam shining in thy room Graceing the heavenly, darkened sky above,. Canst thou not hold, this great novel to thy heart, Cherish this writ of love, within thy soul, Visualise images deep in thy pages of art. Composed with passion on parchment scroll. Tho` dying flames of tallow shalt behold Thus tales of love, in spirit hath been told.  ----- Time After Time When days ticked on through time And weeks and months rolled by The clock on the wall lost his chime And the cuckoo clock gave a sigh Awaken to love that surrounds you To hug, and to kiss, and to feel Softly whisper of sweet love true For this love in your heart is real. Love on this earth you must cherish Such precious moments are dear So do not delay until tomorrow For tomorrow may never be here.  ----- Unfinished Symphony When warm and gentle breezes blow a kiss Whispering softly of love, true love divine Spirits soar high while lovers limbs entwine Desires anew with a sensual touch of bliss; Creating precious moments to reminisce Cherished hearts of love cannot be blind Both spirit and soul eternally combined This unconditional love shalt always exist; There shalt be no barriers, none whatever For love shines true through loving eyes In mists of time we shall belong together Upon waves may this passion ebb and rise; Remain locked in desirous dreams forever Where spirits combine loves symphony lies. ----- The Vigil Must I all alone, this silent vigil keep, Passions hidden within an aching heart Saddened eyes of tears, flow and weep As raging oceans wrench us both apart; Why in this forsaken world of pleasure Shalt not fantasy take the place of woe. And loving hearts be ours to treasure For nurtured love shalt bloom and grow; There shalt be no barriers, none whatever When love shines through two loving eyes In the midst of time canst we be together, Upon waves may this passion ebb and rise. Within peaceful ripplets of a gentle sea, Sweet love cherished as spirits run free.  ----- Unfinished Symphony My dearest love thou hath covet`d my very heart, So deeply my wanton breasts doth ache for thee Within this wrath I doth pray thy shalt ne`er depart Remains within tender whispers of loves divinity For together we hath felt joyous and heavenly bliss And hath felt deep grievance of sorrow and pain Wept tears, which were bless`d with a loving kiss To sweeten through soft whispers loves refrain; Troubl`d dayes doth maketh love grow strong Whilst calmer waters flow thro` thy sincere heart And thus we knoweth for e`er we both belong For a passion such as this shalt ne`er depart.; Verily I send to thee by soft wings of a dove With fondness and sincerity thus my writ of love.  ----- Writ of Love My dearest love thou hath covet`d my very heart, So deeply my wanton breasts doth ache for thee Within this wrath I doth pray thy shalt ne`er depart Remains within tender whispers of loves divinity For together we hath felt joyous and heavenly bliss And hath felt deep grievance of sorrow and pain Wept tears, which were bless`d with a loving kiss To sweeten through soft whispers loves refrain; Troubl`d dayes doth maketh love grow strong Whilst calmer waters flow thro` thy sincere heart And thus we knoweth for e`er we both belong For a passion such as this shalt ne`er depart.; Verily I send to thee by soft wings of a dove With fondness and sincerity thus my writ of love. ----- You Take My Breath Away Oh how the joys of love doth enthral me so Thy linger`d kiss press`d nigh upon my lips, Whilst gentle tremors ignite my heart aglow When Spirits of love enjoys a total eclypse Thus inner feelings shalt then forever grow, All my love for thee, shalt I treasure this day With thy blissful passion thou doth me show; I shalt now and forever love thee this way This love in my heart I shalt always portray I do tremble with longing only for thee Oh my love thy doth taketh my breath away Loving spirits united `neath an oaken tree Both names etched forever, together shalt be A sweet sonnet of love thou art tenderly.  back to list |
Maggie CusickThink of me when your rambling is over come and save me from this vale of sadness long ago you were my faithful lover bringing so much joy and also gladness I covet those days and the ways we knew days so filled with happiness all our own lamenting those times when jealousy grew insculped heartache the day you were gone Lacrymose in the loneliness of nights lost in despair nary a scorios of the future to be shared, my poor heart sighs as I decanter the happiness lost. Come to me I will mend your broken heart come my love never again will we part. back to list |
Jem FarmerMy lady stirs her cauldron brew magical powers she'll accrue, but 'tis her heart that I pursue to spark the stars alight. words can't justify love, it's true, yet love I feel tonight. My lady stirs her cauldron well and casts another mystic spell and with her kiss my longings quell and holds me in her trance. In my eyes she will see me tell and hear my heart's romance. ----- Cotton Sheets Her hair reposing on my cheek, she's there, her arm extends across my shoulder blade my eyes refuse to look; this dream may fade and fear the life without her tender care. Each morn I long to pause and briefly stare before the thoughts of life and work invade, and see the girl I love beside me laid then kiss her lips while she is unaware. Entwined in cotton sheets our love is free, beneath her mantle warms my basking heart as in the night I show her liberty in circled kisses with no end or start. When sleepy toes reach out across my feet it's in her arms' embrace I am complete. ----- Crying Soul Behind the smiles of passion, hidden tears descend the cheeks that long for just one kiss. A heart embraced by love should hold no fears, while seeking joy in oblivion's abyss. Recurring dreams as empty words dismiss the hidden love that knows no earthly bounds; a love that strives to breathe in just one kiss, to ease the crying soul with whispered sounds. Yet love is hidden deep in undergrounds where gentle touches dare not speak its name, until the truth within a dream resounds and love no longer weeps the tears of shame. For truth and love are not in black and white but beautiful colours, both dark and light.  ----- Dare to Dream Dare to dream of love, a brave heart can dare feel the music ripple, I need to feel sharing my soul with you in dreams we share sealed in a serenity's kiss, love's seal. Heart pulsating touch the depths of my heart taking thoughts as our senses overtake parting the waves that can ne'er be apart waken love, in those soulful dreams awake. Light and dark, where there is only delight sensual touches reaching the inner sense flight soaring high on wings of pleasure's flight tension builds in whispered words, too intense tears flow, the gentle joy in pleasure's tear fearing nothing as love can know no fear. ----- Elemental Fervency (freeverse) Elemental fervency purifies disgorging the mal-intent with flame lustrous flame breathing new life consuming the past. Passions fuel in the darkness bring light to all we desire igniting the heart with warmth love spilling fire. ----- Love Fantasy (Cywydd deuair fyrion) In all my dreams one constant gleams, my fantasy, my ecstasy. Songs of romance amid stars dance. Can realness find the girl in mind? In darkness seek to reach the peak, where love reveals my heart appeals, to love indeed I shall concede as dreams I knew have become you. ----- Old Time Spanish Guitars My love, your eyes can see the distant stars yet can your ears now hear a Welsh voice sing in echoes of old time Spanish guitars to bring my love these last few days of spring. I close my eyes and see your native land, and feel you near; at last my mind withdraws, to where your loving touch can grasp my hand, and for awhile my dreams can stop and pause. In the land where aspirations converge no ocean wave disturbs our nightly tryst as senses reel when lights of love emerge and lips reveal the hunger in her kiss. I’ll gaze on her divinity in my sight and know no star can shine with love’s delight ----- Silence Before In the stillness of discord the waves seek the tender dreams you have long forgotten. In the silence before the storm I speak the tussled words, softer than wild cotton. Those loving endearments that offer trust I tell you all there is you want to know, to touch your dreams there must be more than lust as I watch you slumber in moonlight's glow. If you should call out my name in the night I will caress your thoughts with words of silk and kiss your cheek should you my love invite to taste your flesh as white as buttermilk. For love I hold you by my side, inside, through wind and rain and in the ocean tide. back to list |
Ryter RoethicalI know I stared at the sea too long today, I saw the sun consumed by a gentle wave. Leaving patterns in the swells as if to say It’s not creating the misery of watery grave. The sun stood still awhile and even went back Finally committing itself to its nightly fate. And suddenly everything around went black The night had begun and for a while we wait. The sea’s disappeared from the picture frame And she too slumbers in the cooler salty air So begins another night of this endless game Of the sea and suns clandestine affair. The climaxes are o’er and again he must resume, First task to kiss the sea, and remove the gloom ----- Fruitless ‘Tis strange, winter is already here and trees are red Yet only now are we seeing the leaves start to fall Else where months ago we’d have seen their dead But somehow here season’s effects seem to crawl. This morning’s frost seems to have left its mark And gradually they fall as if admitting it’s time, As one by one they add to piles on street and park. But those once gorgeous trees need not feel chagrin For in their day they have pleased enough and mine Has pleased all who passed and sampled her fruit And created more than often a feeling sublime, So that oftimes they choose this pleasant tasty route. But now its winter and we all must wait a while ‘Til once more those cherry plums make us smile.  ----- Fiamme di Amore When the fire of love is lit the first time It consumes the mind and body, but not the soul, And when fed correctly see it reach a prime Then like all fires, settles under control. Know it’s the heat at the heart that makes it whole There is no need for flames once heat is there And it’s well known what love needs for its coal Trust, compassion, and much tender loving care. Be open and loving, and every day declare Your love, by word and deed, and plant the seed By which your love can grow beyond compare And by these simple rules, you will succeed. Take your lover’s hand and press it to your heart Speak about your love, and say you’ll never part. ----- Good Night It is now that special time of night There is no time or need to think at all The muse has me and taken o’er control. The mood is softened by wine and light She reminds me of the past and loves lost And at last a love that makes me whole One I know too well has touched my soul Knowing thus, gladly will I meet the cost. The music is softer now, thinking of you Even more the wine has softened the mood My eyes are ready to close it’s the end of day There is just one final act I have to do Enough of life today I have viewed My last thought “I love you” I have to say ----- I am September The mood is mellow and I am September So little time and still so many things to do I cannot regret one thing I have ever done For it has made me what I am, content for now. There are things I would change but cannot Not as yet, and I will make my move in time But I am September and there is little time left. Winter will come soon enough and I will sleep. I do not fear sleep, for I shall wake in spring But will that spring find me alone once again Where I will wander down roads seeking you In finding you, share our seasons once again? The mood is mellow and I am September So little time to share so many things with you. ----- Language of the Soul I love to speak the language of your soul, It’s not written in words but looks and deeds. Those looks and acts fulfil all our earthly needs And doing so each look and deed makes us whole. To be in love you do not need to hear Love’s a language that’s based on how you feel. Word’s defy the truth and can deny what is real, Yet words are needed to remove all that you fear. The language of the soul exists around the world It knows not race or creed or what you are And knows each pair that loves attains a star That watches caring as their lives become unfurled. At time’s end two sharing souls call their star down And thankfully, fix it carefully to their gown.  Kisses - Josephine Wall ----- The Mists of Time Somewhere in the mists of time I met you We shared wine and bread together you and I And the songs sang will echo through eternity And now each life I wait until our rendezvous. Each blessed meeting this life the days are few Sharing wine and bread and song, being happy Confident of a love that is more than certainty But planned by fate, getting stronger as it grew Once again somewhere in time we shall meet We will break bread, and from the wineglass sup And sing our songs and speak our love in rhyme. We will move in time and feet will tap the beat And life's wine shared, more tasty with each cup Knowing we will meet again somewhere in time.  Moonwatch - Vladimir Kush ----- Presence in my mind (Presenza nella mia mente) You have become a presence in my mind. I do not like it, for no longer is my mind free Instead, my waking time is taken up with thee My thoughts once controlled and simple kind Now wander off in space, to leave me blind And think of things that I would like to be Of the future, of love and of you and me And the way our souls around each other wind. In my minds eye I can see you everywhere Each waking moment you steal my time In thoughts so different to what was there Now it is so natural to think that I’m Thinking about someone for who I care Someone to me who’s made my life sublime. ----- Rainy Nights It is the night, and once again all is black. The rain of the day no longer polishes the scene Most life’s asleep waiting for the day to come back The rain of yesterday has now left all things clean. There is a scent that is particular to a rainy night Yet how can rain smell this way, so it can claim A scent that like the best, all senses it excites And in doing so, so easily win world wide acclaim. The sound of rain takes on a different quality Making sleep and dreams a blessing to us all. If only rain could somehow help create unity We could then count our blessings with each fall. In itself the night is a blessing from the day. With rain we can only wish them together stay. ----- Sonnet For Sasha Although you’re small and almost newly born, I can see the magic beginning in your eyes Too quickly we will see how you have grown And hear hearts breaking and admirer’s sighs. We’re here to help start your journey in life And have but a short time to spend with you During that time we’ll protect you from strife And try to make sure your path of life is true. We must remember you’re a gift on loan to us A short time with us, then follow your dreams Too soon we’ll realise how you have grown And wishing to plan and follow your schemes. We do realize one day from the nest you’ll fly But know this Sasha, we’ll always be nearby. ----- Twilight Twilight glimmers with unclaimed hopes and dreams It is the dawn of night promising things to come What love of day is not bettered by the moons beams And reluctant newfound love promises to be won? Often loves words are smothered by the light and sun Yet freely given and warmly received at night. Shyness is a curse, and words at night are easier done So speak, your heart will guide your tongue what’s right. There you’ll find your words will with love ignite And come the dawn side by side you will lay Your words of love no longer fearful of the light And smile together still as united you greet the day. Welcome the Sun, and be not afraid to watch it go Be thankful knowing somewhere a love will grow.  Soul Plexus - Vladimir Kush ----- Water Over Pebbles Our love is easy like water over pebbles The sound of love is like music to my ears One word of love from you removes my cares And yet your touch, so easy causes trembles. That feeling does not cause anything that rebels, Rather builds warm glowing feelings that years Expand and store and much later happy tears Result from remembering what each story tells. The water flows over the pebbles slower now, But still it flows and my feelings are no less The music, “adagio moderato” not “presto allegro” But nonetheless be assured my love still flows And that in spite of time it is no less Indeed with each passing day you can see it grow.  ----- Why did you Why did you pick this time and place Where did we meet so many lives ago. In this time we live so many miles apart And yet in many ways we are so close So many times past, I have kissed your face But yet each time I have to let you go. It was not my wish, it was not my deed. That life should treat us in this way It was simply time, it was natures need That leaves us in pain and in dismay. Each time we live our love we feed Cognisant that together we cannot stay Yet I know each life our love's sublime And know that soul mates must conquer time  ----- Xanadu How can love be too much, when ‘tis complete? How can being complete ever be too much? A jigsaw has its shaped pieces, thou cannot cheat Each one in its allotted space, just like such. Would that I were perfect but in my conceit I lose that essential piece, making me a mortal. I wouldst try and love more, I will not be beat And in winning thee, will attain heavens portal. This is not conceit trying to win thy affection If so Nirvana would ever be out of bounds. I say winning thy love would be perfection And far much more heavenly than it sounds. I will take thee to a place oft known as Xanadu And there will abide when life on Earth is through. ----- Yearn No More Should that I be thy beacon in the night Wouldst thou come to me and nestle by my fire. Wouldst that thee follow my shining light In doing so make the flames of love grow higher. Help me shake away the harsh coldness of now We will then ignore the chill and falling leaves As in our hearts we watch eternal summer grow And gain the blessings that soul love receives. I’ll gently cradle thee from thy world’s chill wind And promise thy soul no life evermore alone With warmth of which our souls evermore shined Fate may take its turn; we need not fear the unknown. Come my love let me be thy beacon in the night Yearn no more my love walk towards the light.  Amor de Marinero - Vladimir Kush ----- Yes I know Art thou the rigour that doth affect my heart? If so there is no cure and no pill can ease There is no form of treatment that I may start Penicillin and its like cannot bring me peace. My heart hears thee and gives an extra squeeze And then a pause could it be a missing beat? Yet I know nothing that is not meant to please Whatever, I know thou menst nothing but a treat. Looking at thee this way makes life complete Yet strange, I prefer thee in a less bright light. That light at dusk or dawn can ne’r be beat For at that time love needs nought that’s bright Bring on the dusk, or later bring on the dawn Bring on as you may my love is not withdrawn back to list |
John WillowdownRestful water the sandy river keeps on flowing down towards the deep blue sea and distant countries beyond today and tomorrow - countries perhaps where high and low bornn alike consult twin-headed birds regarding the disposition of the weather and the correct colour to be worn for the morning rituals; where dog-headed anthropophagi are but a myth and the priests all dress in yellow silk and wear jewelled masks to cover their lips to enhance the prismatic wisdom of their speech. Last night I dreamed I found a tiny coracle washed up by the abandoned pier where the derelict 'Dream of the King' houses a family of long-legged Waders. Consumed by an overwhelming curiousity I had entered into this little vessel leaving behind all that I knew to pass between the pharos lights that mark the Mystic Channel. When I was awakened by my maid with a cup of jasmine tea on a lacquered tray it was with a head still full of half-remembered wonders, the fading chords of a haunting melody inextricably linked to a vision of a beautiful smiling face within whose dark-winged oval emerald eyes surveyed me across vanishing leagues and seasons. "Master," said Fu-yin, "a letter has come for you from the House of Magistrates." Sitting now besides the restful river, my business of the morning finally concluded, my mind returns to the dream of the previous evening. Leaving my usual seat I follow the narrow winding path of the riverside promenade towards the 'Dream of the King' half-expecting to see a cast-up coracle but what I found instead was my future wife sitting on the edge of the pier fastening a worm onto a hook looking, in her homespun dress and coolie-hat more like a simple peasant girl than a lustrous star but newly fallen to Earth... ----- The Stars in Spring Listen to the stars in Spring - tell me, can you hear them sing? I used to hear them long ago; where, I wonder, did they go? Of what beauty do they murmur, set like gems in Heaven's buckler: a field of daisies in distant summer, a half-seen face I can't remember. One of them once bore my name and in my heart a hidden flame laughed and loved a special Lady and maybe too, she had a baby. Listen to the stars in winter, cold like metal or frozen splinters, pealing out the whole world's sorrow like a broken bell I borrowed. Yet still their sad and weary tune is beautiful beneath the Moon and somewhere in their far-off dirge, I do hear too, Rhiannon's birds, singing on some distant world beyond this grey and sleeping Earth - a world where summer has not ended and one where broken things are mended. ----- When sad leaves fall When sad leaves fall they linger in autumnal shadow singing sorrowful madrigals to flowers that have perished with the faded summer; faintly, faintly, can you hear them calling out their sweethearts names: Marmorean, Augustin and Tiger-striped Suzanne - the earth is a far less colourful place wwithout you but we will sing of your fragrance and beauty for as long as we can... When winter comes with brittle days and cold dark mornings that ache like ancient scars we gaze up at the frosty evening heavens in amazement for burning high above the world our lovely brides are wondrous still, clad in glittering crowns and petals of light - a garden strewn across the night: Daffodil and Wild Pink Rose and laughing, impish Violet Toes. Soon, soon, our season shall come too and we will join the festive dance; exchanging shadows for wings we shall voyage to that new country where shining transformation is the order of the day and looking down on myriad worlds like bubbles in a swift-moving stream we'll add our own small voices to the happy song of fallen things redeemed... back to list |
Nia WynneYou've become the scoria of my life Layered in the past by frequent hot blasts That have insculpted many a sharp knife Now in my tortured beaten down mast I can sail, no more, the seas of loves eyes That can only now lament the days lost, Vigorous youth spent in wastelands of lies And hardened secrets kept as a way to last. Our storms must here decant how we must go To another path lacking lachrymose Nights that shape sorrows into a blood show And bed-mates into monstrous beasts that blow. Melancholy heartaches erupt anew, Each dawning sun the next blues review.  ----- Good Cheer Tis now the hour of dread and fear Mysterious, no good nights cheer. The ways of subtler minds dream Any words of love for good nights cheer. Sweet of wine and romance dancing Are the best ways of good nights cheer. Every word a means to draw lines In sands of time, there's good nights cheer. Once there was a time I could fly, Kathy wishes for good nights cheer.  ----- Inner Landscape Strawberry memories cause me to pause At the foggy windows of nostalgia, At once the morning breath mists cause An inner landscape filling with algia. Yes, the rain may wash the pliant casing Of a life full of illusories in mind, Though which ones make storms seem like quiet wings Mysterious blacktop appertaining. The silence of dreams, the crawling of ants, Those things worlds apart and harbors beyond ports, Ephemeral beings alike, that haunts Prolific patterns down the glass of courts. Holding sumptuous feasts for the romance Of lacey shadows yielding lovers dance. ----- Loves Relic Rain is the tapestry I wear today On shoulders heavy from the fall out blues Where sun puts on his cloudy cloak of gray, For there's no way to stop sable tears muse. The thorns in their rose beds bleed my skin But are washed away in spite of pain, Though no amount of effulgence takes sin Out of past lusts, nor lifts the sullen rain. Rain is the art of morning strung on webs Emerging from the piceous black night. Arabesque tunes playing heart songs in red, Relit as the sun lifts from lost sight. Rain evaporates only when morn's flown On relic wings to where forgiveness is grown.  ----- Memory Play In moments of inertia there is some place To wander again along a known course Whose nebulose memories feel like lace Tracing lifetime actions by its perforce. Bales of time have strewn remnants of recall Across the spaces in between lines of trees Growing new memories that then enthrall Like horses racing from willow to lea. The deciduous thoughts carry me along A forested path of umbra and light To where they dissipate in black song Only the raven shares with long dark night. To be free is also to be caught in thought Remembering how to think as I ought.  ----- No Good Night It is now the dread hour of composing There's always a monster here in the dark His rules about love ever imposing A ruthless mood predators have marked. The way of the brutish mind opposing Every word a means to draw blood red sparks Not the sweet of wine and romance dancing But eyes for impaling the heart and darts Carried on the hip just for the throwing At the board behind my head, for the lark Of the game for devouring, and my wings Despoiling, the art of love in the park. Once there was a time that I could dream things Like how to say "I Love you" every spring.  ----- Spirits Walk In this woebegone life they fell Through an incantation or hex Spun the wheel and lost to hell Where souls succumb like candle wax, Melted down as a subject of The reticent spirits below, For angels fear the soulless loves Described wandering in ode And ballads of phantoms free roams, Drawn asunder from haunted roots Doomed to walk above deeper loam, Beings whose hearts beat the hoots Of owls calling mates from the trees Wailing for the ones they can't see.  back to list |
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