2014 Poetry Form Challenge
#24 Spenserian Sonnet
As a variation to the Shakespearean Sonnet, the Spenserian Sonnet
combines both the Italian and the English forms, using three quatrains
and a couplet but employing linking rhymes between the quatrains,
Purists would insist on the meter being Iambic Pentameter or Tetrameter, but remember this form originated before formalisation.
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The sonnet always intimidates me,
Just thinking about it can make me sweat,
'Too difficult,' the thought comes rapidly,
"Coward," mocks a small voice, "let's make a bet.
If you're not game though then we can forget
About it, not bother to even try;"
And almost convinced I decide to let
It go, and hear myself breathing a sigh
Of relief, but not for long because I
Am somehow determined to write one more...
'An easy one I think, I don't see why
I can't succeed… I've done a few before.
Imperfect, but a sonnet all the same,
Unless you choose to give it a new name.
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Above you rises the expansive skies
Where angels and dragons fly boldly,
No fear of shadowy realms or death sighs,
Protectors of all good creatures, we're told.
So are the dragons angels, or mere dreams,
Then, too, could angels be dragons in disguise?
So sorry to confuse you with the screams
You hear of white wing'd gulls seeming to arise.
From shore to starry heights dragons wings spread
A vista of pure plumes on azure backdrop,
Guardians and keepers of loves light, shed
In all the earth domains wherein they may stop.
For blessed are the angels and their best friends
The angel dragons of yore, which transcends.
Hearing and Feeling
Sea gulls in the sky, radio voices
Are an everyday thing, everyday sounds.
But when the radio is making my choices,
Voices speaking only to me, heart pounds.
Anxiety comes like a sonic boom,
My tales of woe can never be believed.
The drama begins to take shape, like doom,
And dread dwells deep, no way to be relieved.
Gulls never talk to me, just radios,
Oh, but it isn't real people, my mind
Is making it up. They laugh at "scitso's"
Even when the truth's told, no one's kind.
I hear the birds, but nothing true in words,
Not my own, only doctors and bastards.
In the Light
In the light there are many true colors
And as blooms appear they become so dear
That you must save them like your first dollar,
Somehow the beauty has to be kept near.
In the light all things clearly are then seen
And seem that much more lovely, like a dream
Of technicolor clarity, just keen,
Clean, pristine as if suns heat made it gleam.
In the light friendship is a stream held
Back by the log jam of love and respect,
Yet free to flow around, in, under and weld
To hearts changed by the full sum of it.
The light shines brightest when dawn breaks new,
Flowers and friends are many, for some, few.
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In life we travel and leave behind a trail
Like a wagons wheels on the virgin plains
Or sandy footprints that tides in time will veil
There will in time be nothing that remains.
Those tracks have now been replaced by trains
Tides have washed away that temporary print
The trains have gone in part replaced by planes
And like other things moved on without a hint.
Mankind's belief is based on a powerful mint
Believes money is power, and I hear nature scoff
In just one day nature can make a man skint
In such a way there is no insurance write off.
So the seasons come and go, as also do we
But how long will it take some men to see?
I watched an Eagle as she flew on high
Up there, aloft, away from all the crowds
She's the undisputed Queen of the sky,
Circling and soaring just below the clouds
Truly majestic with her wings outspread
She was surveying all the land she saw appear
She has no wealth; she does not need money,
She has food, and drink and limitless frontier.
Like all Queens she has no knowledge of fear.
More men should observe her, make notes, and learn
She has no need for what most men, hold dear.
And of other worldly things she has no concern.
She has what she wants, needs nothing more,
And truly is, "Her Majesty" just see her soar.
Finale in the Rain
On drizzling days in the forest of my mind
There is a power in grey that's driving the rain
Sometimes it's a power to overcome I find
Sometimes it creates my most sombre vain.
If only to cry like the sky, or feeling insane
Overcoming the large leafed trees of thought
That bow in deference to the purging drain
Suddenly realising how much luck I'd caught.
Birds hunched on the branches feeling nought
Sit mute, singing silenced, overcome, lost
Then gradually it eases and silence is got
Save occasional dripping without any cost.
That drips down upon the cleansed sheet
That eventually forms puddles of creativity.
I Warn You
I warn you now beware of what your love desires
Especially when it comes to you easily in dreams
Bringing with them thoughts that light those fires
So doing setting them on long term eternal themes.
Looking at your love, listen to how your heart screams.
Screams of desire that only sets you more aflame
And more words of love and acts willingly streams
You realise love is serious and not a simple game.
Realise suddenly how important your love became
From that you realise how much you are on fire
That your heart and soul exist better in that flame
Willingly, wanting the flames and heat, go higher.
From that time realise you will need no one but her
Also realise that together, Eternity you will share.
She's woven my very cloth, welded every joint
No hands have worked like my mother's did
Even when I had taken her to her boiling point
Making a man out of a noisy smart arsed kid.
A rose named Jenny, superwoman in all she did
Even superwomen, must slow down with time
Slow down she did and then went deaf and hid
Because of that Fate created its dastardly crime.
It caused her to leave the gas on at dinnertime
Unlit, ready for a spark that would blow us up.
Believe me Alzheimer's is never a pantomime
I never knew the pain, till I knew it close up.
All those wonderful memories stolen from her
Now returned thinking of them being together.
The sun shines in though the classroom window
Outside I hear birds and children as they play
A young girl is screaming like a petulant Jackdaw
Making me wish more for the end of this day.
The martyrs that look after them earn their pay
I can see my students wince as they do their test
Now it is almost time to cease that noisy affray
From that incessant screaming there is no rest
There's a difference between screaming and zest.
Then suddenly a heavy silence fills the scene,
Silence, pure silence now repairs those stressed
And birds feed on scraps thrown onto the green
As mums arrive and the stage becomes bare
It's far from stressful now there is no blare.
Life and Death
There begins a time of death.
With each start of each and every life,
But with whom do we share our last breath,
We shared the pain of birth with a midwife?
The same occurs with love, as with life
At night we dream of one of whom we care,
But all too often that care will turn to strife
And what was hope then becomes despair.
The pattern starts when strangers start to care
And they form its shape with each passing day.
Problems will make love grow or find despair
With truth and friendship, there can be no decay.
The source of life is Soul partners and unity
Holding hands, walking to the stars for eternity.
Make up your mind
The last Friday as I drove to work I was very slow
The low blinding morning glare slowed us all
Save the idiots, 'worse the glow the faster they go
Chopping in the finest gap, impatient in the sprawl.
As though they did not care what could befall
Uncaring, thinking that it couldn't happen to them
Not realising in a war zone they are the first to fall
Then realise too late they are the cause of the problem.
On the drive home it was an even worse mayhem
Late afternoon had the sun glaring the opposite way
Everyone in no matter what had to reduce their RPM
Low gears and lower speed is the rule that time of day.
If we could swap venues it would be blessed, a gem
Still at the end of the day regardless we"d say "Amen"
Only In Death
Only in death can a body be perfect
No earthly body can live forever
No more wrinkles do we need detect
Fashion and diet are no concern ever.
See how sod and body blend together
Caused by the corruption of the flesh
Was created from sod in Deific fervour
And with the sod the corpse will mesh.
Then the tomb will become the creche
There's no need of mirrors to inspect
Each day seeing the corruption fresh
This is the one fact that all may expect
Each day, each change, each mood, affect.
For only in death can a body be perfect.
Gadhafi's Corpse - Yan Pei Ming
I was the dirty little boy looking up your dresses.
I was the boy who wouldn't kiss girls, they aren't tough
I was the brat who put bubble gum in your tresses.
I was that boy who liked Rugby and liked to be rough.
I was that boy who rode his bike behind your bus
You looked behind and smiled and played hard to get
Remembering that school dance, we couldn't get enough
Time together, and that kiss we had, do you regret?
I was that man who sent you flowers, did you forget,
Or for some unknown reason, just choose to ignore.
What was it I said that made you so upset?
Perhaps I should take the hint and close the door.
I am the man who believes doors will always open.
Finally I am the man, hearing you, saying welcome.
The poet sees things in a different way
Seeing the daybreak and realising there's hope.
Seeing sun and moon light and a different day
Never sitting around, when some would mope.
Seeing the dark sonorous clouds as an interlope
As well as a source of food for the mind to feed.
Seeing fascination in flowers and weeds on a slope
I ask what can a "normal" see in a flower or a weed?
The vision is there in the eyes, that's guaranteed
And when read what was seen by a poets eyes
Was not seen, but the reader will willingly concede
Because sometime the words bring tears or sighs.
And each day a new picture or story will be told
Giving each day a feeling worth more than Gold.
The wind blows and brown autumn leaves fly
Caught in nature's tarantella they disappear,
For it is fall and time for some things to die.
And only the faeries there dancing will be here.
For the wee folk it is their last dance this year
And they prepare to battle winter's storms,
Silently waiting for the first snows to appear
As from green, to white their world transforms.
Wind tunes will be a cacophony and the norms
Til spring when Stravinsky will be here awhile
And faeries will dance and differently perform
But in time evolving to a more familiar style.
So, as green leaves shoot, live and in time die,
Faeries live and dance, keeping a watchful eye.
Moonlight Fairies by nutella123
The way shadows blend and merge as we wander
See as we walk the way the shadows hold hands
Making them more real than us and we wonder
The sun creates black images out of golden bands.
Look at them now walking across those sands
Then having been joined cannot be pulled apart
Looking only at each other ignoring all demands
See how they blend, and share only one heart.
What is reality? Is it together that we start
An absence of body is this what reality means
How we can merge so there's no way to part
To where non physical self is what life dreams.
Would that we were they, to join without fuss
A unity of mind and souls, I wish it were thus.
For a while I knew someone
Who made me feel complete
Smiling now though she is gone
She simply swept me off my feet
For a while she was the one
Two souls that did briefly meet
When she died my life was done
And for a while I felt I was beat
There was no battle, no defeat
Love had briefly shone upon us.
Finally the closure is complete
Time has healed without a fuss.
Now my present love is with me
I know that's the way it'll always be.
I have spent another lonely night without you
It's not a situation I like, but must put up with
It is destiny testing us, and so this life go through
Disproving in all ways that true love is a myth.
How can Cupids Arrow lead us to a poor smith
Who cannot bind our souls for less than forever?
Instead that simple arrow creates a great faith
One that will always and constantly endeavour.
No matter what, be assured I will want you ever
Each morning when I wake up and reach for you
It is my hope and I promise that we will never sever
Our union is forever, and to that I will be ever true
I can ne'er be without you and will never let you go
Judging by your touch I believe you also think so.
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A beautiful lady with grace, and charms
so kind and special, with a heart of gold,
there to comfort with her loving arms
safe and warm from the winters cold
Her beauty remained, when she grew old
inside, and out, she still seemed the same,
she never changed with affection untold,
always there for us, yet again and again.
It was never in her heart to complain,
when she was in sorrow, or feeling low,
she had the home stead to maintain,
but now shes gone, and now we know.
She made us then, what we are today,
blessed, by her own very special way.
Farewell love my thoughts are with you.
when you return you shall suffer no pain
for your limbs shall be just as good as new
then you shall frolic without all the strain
and chase the foxes in the woodlands again
brave as you were as you suffered so much
though you struggled forth just to maintain
the bravery and the joy that I loved as such
the pain of your joints so painful to touch
you who had never faltered to be brave
yet never a whine you cried nor grouch
perfect pooch who knows how to behave
but all may be better soon and be as one
to chase the foxes within vigorous fun .
Oh Sisters of the earth come prance
in grassy meadows, by the stream
you may step, and you may dance
on stepping stones, by water bream.
Honeysuckle of the mead` redeem
a heavenly scent to infuse the air,
petals enhance. the palest of cream
which siblings weave thro`silken hair.
Dancing thro`green meadow fair,
underneath the willows bowers,
holding, hands in dance they share,
magic moments, of mystical powers.
Oh Sisters of the earth, come sing
in the midst of a magic faerie ring.
If I could, but only, thank my love
for his love for me, does appease,
I would gladly send from above,
kisses for him, in a gentle breeze.
Love is likened, to waves of high seas
which softens then becomes calm,
swelling back, to a crescendo tease
to a soothing caressing sweet balm.
Playfully holding my hand in his palm
as we meet the foam of the tide,
all is bliss, I enclosed in his arms
with a beautiful feeling inside.
Fondly observing, bright stars above,
This time, stands still, for those in love.
Flying Without Wings
My heart is full of tender love
when my lover draws me near,
I thank the moon and stars above
for his affection I hold so dear.
Sweet love he whispers in my ear.
as he holds me close to his chest ,
my love for him I do so endear
I know we two are so blessed.
Spirits as one, on their final quest,
taking flight to the land of desires,
soaring upward to a tranquil rest.
to extinguish the flame of fires.
Two hearts both drift high to sing
Are flying gently without wings.
Within a green meadow of hampstead heath
stood an old farmhouse with by gone charm
upon grazing meadows that cattle bequeath
this sheltered spot near a broken down barn
was never quite protected within this farm
within ancient laws preservation of byways
modern day dwellings shall do much harm
if not sheltered from the summer suns rays
the farmers fodder may burn within a blaze
where then shall the cattle seek for shelter
when air that they breathe is lost in a haze
no sign of rain within the heat wave swelter
tis not in the favour of these modern days
to ignore the good sense of ancient ways.
Landscape Hampstead, by Millais painted when 19 years of age.
Help I'm Falling
Where shall it end whatever I may do
when two steps are quicker than one
as one foot trips over a footless shoe
accidents happen when I am so prone
it may only ever happen to me alone
why within vanity I must first defend
when first off balance mine had gone
some say cuts and bruises shall mend
but within my pride I cannot pretend
to hide my blushes of embarrasment
of what I hope to conceal in the end
I lost all pride of the way things went
accidents shall forever happen to be
why on earth should love pick on me.
My grandfather was a gardener by trade
nothing special but at least he was free
the tales he told about the life he made
poor as a church mouse yet mightily be
yet I had not a better friend such as he
he taught me much I had never known
for I had never before lived by the sea
fear of the ocean I forever had shown
how soft the heart of the rugged stone
he who had taught me all that I know
how ever may I have coped on my own
for the winds of change may ever flow
and the future ahead may appear bright
may he still read now by an old gas light.
In Tune With Nature
Care free days had past when I was young
yet past memories remain as clear to me
upon natures meadows I danced and sung
oblivious to all I wandered wild and free
never a thought that anyone should see
or even listen to the vocals of a soprano
of wistful thoughts I had pretended to be
the notes of the breeze bore my concerto
of an inward passion from a natural flow
upon musical instincts of inborn dreams
within an audience that may never show
but the beauty of nature was all it seems
to encourage my love of the country side
I sung of the barley field spreading wide.
Lady John Everett Millais
How she had dreamed of her retributions
for matrimony of past to become undone
may it mean freedom of all contributions
to combine affection with a beloved one
within her anguish she shall not be alone
for as an artist he copied all she had been
his instinct of thought his heart was prone
what he saw within his loved ones dream
this love they had felt was all it may seem
time gone by this love grew much deeper
that together their love reigned supreme
so soft are touches of her artists whisper
gently within strokes of her lovers touch
shall reveal softly within a vision as such.
Elizabeth (Effie) Gaskell. (Mrs John Ruskin)
later Lady John Everett Millais.
A Merry Dance (to be sure)
Many years ago within an Irish village
whisky was drunk frae a wooden vat
so much was on deck O' the spillage
but when all was done that was that
a faither with his daughter then sat
within sights of her promising suitor
whilst she knew not what he was at
too far alebriated beyond his stupor
'twas he that shall be her commutor
but first he had to settle his finance
by far he was not the first recruitor
who led her upon this merry dance
to be sure daughter I know you can
show your legs to the country man.
Mother Of Time
When seasonal clocks tick away the time
It can only be that winter may have a say
to spin seasons unto a tapestry of rhyme
yet time shall move on come what may
only a mother may create the time away
but where and why has all the time gone
may this not be the dawn of a new day
of one that natures clock depends upon
that awakes the future unto a new dawn
It shall only be within time and patience
may it be still autumns leaf that blows on
within mystic chimes of musical cadence
time shall ever revolve around the earth
to return again from the dawn of rebirth.
Image by Rima Blaine
Once we were given a sparkling star
within the great universe of planets
it is there he said that we both afar
upon a vast outlook have no regrets
within visibility of earths secrets
casts no shadow upon space or time
nor our future retold midst prophets
for ours is a starlet within it`s prime
thus was foretold upon a runic rhyme
from a pit of the earth`s silent tomb
that love to the heavens shall climb
as lovers eyes shall alight the gloom
mystified with words of love spoken
the spell of runes remain unbroken.
Iduna giving Ioki the apple
When I close my eyes it is thee I see
within a fantasy of dreams come true
if precious moments are meant to be
there may be no way I dare go thro'
to quench a fire that lovers construe
upon the magic of that tender touch
that no one else in the world may do
to entice a mystical fantasy as such
enhanced by dreams I crave as much
within a feeling that shant be denied
magic moments within arms I clutch
upon a lovers knot but never untied
let these moments be not forsaken
joys of love shall never be mistaken.
Spiritually As One
When both hearts shall yield as one
warmth of love cannot be denied
too late when the final act is done
a touch of passion shall be applied
that sparks the desirous flame inside
it is then seeds of love shall be sown
past depravity may never mean pride
but a sensuous touch shall be known
within lovers eyes forever as shown
may it be a magical spell of fantasy
for feelings are somewhat as prone
shall this be just a dream of reality
for I close my eyes and feel his touch
it is then I know I want him so much.
Silent rests the storms within the night
as thundrous clouds pass beyond the sky
echo's not upon the first dawn so bright
that did baffle not the keen seagulls eye
nor of floating clouds that drifted on by
it was said to be the lull of the storm
this cannot change nature may not die
the witch of storms may then reform
as earth sky and the oceans transform
all shall remain silent as it was before
a far cry from the past electric storm
the calm of a surf may caress the shore
as she whispers the secrets of an ocean
teasing the past for a wilder emotion.
Hark I hear an Angels voice
she speaketh to me in my ear,
and told of future to rejoice
that I have no cause to fear.
She said to dry away my tear,
plucked a tarot card from pack,
to hold close to my heart so dear
for true love I would not lack.
Since then I never did look back
for her prophesy, it came true,
in time I found, I had the knack
to reveal the tarot cards too.
The future awaits let the truth be told
prophesies from the cards to behold.
Two Steps Back
I take one step forward two steps back
but never shall I achieve my final goal
as much as I tried to obtain what I lack
it was never to be in my heart or soul
for a balance of muse I cannot control
all of my efforts were just never to be
based on nout that renders me whole
this dance was not ever meant for me
I would rather step sideways to free
the love I have hidden so deep inside
God speed a blessed soul he may be
one step forward I shall not misguide
for his love for me may never bestow
two steps back it is then I shall know.
Visions of Violet
Last night he dreamt within a violet hue
upon an indigo glow of a moons shadow
within an artists precision of cobult blue
that evenly strokes his canvas that flow
upon a clear insight his vision shall grow
his instinctive art within a fine precision
that only within an imagination shall show
mixed upon his palette the right decision
shade's of wisdom amidst hues of visions
for 'tis only pure within instinct to blend
or within his dreams future premonitions
hues of contentment shall ever transcend
upon his masterpiece that takes the part
Of an ingenious contemporary work of art .
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I dared not dream of better tomorrows
when darkness filled my mind with caustic rage
my heart could only know of love's sorrows.
as angry words lay cursed upon the page
My blackened senses were coming of age
reflecting bitter pain with opaque eyes,
ignoring pleas from love, a bitch's wage;
conceals a child beneath a mask of lies.
Yet you my love could hear my lonely cries
and days of sadness are left in the past,
as tears are dried with more sensual sighs,
my softened heart has found true love at last.
Those days of emptiness now disappear
where darkness reigned I feel you drawing near.
I gave my heart to love in fair exchange
For I have hold of his within in my hand
It's early days and feels a little strange
Yet by his side my heart must duly stand.
This gift of love the way the fates have planned
His love in me keeps him and me as one
My heart in him makes no other demand
Than that of love until all time is done.
For I will feel his heartbeat like the sun
That burns my skin upon a summer's day
To ease his pain when life has lost its fun
For he is love, that so wondrous bliss
I give him my heart in exchange for his.
His voice caressed gently over my ear
Like an autumn breeze on a falling flower
And in a lover's kiss he drew me near
My hunger thus his to take and devour
In that moment all of mine became our
All of me; yes all of me is his to share
For we have discovered love's finest hour
When I hear him whisper the words 'I care'
Inside my heart leapt to take up the dare
To taste the pleasure that is his to give
For he alone can take and join me there
The fates declared who my soul belongs with
In just one kiss he set my eyes agleam
Desire and love combined within a dream
As trees begin to swell and bud with life,
The Sun shall linger longer with each day,
A sparrow seeks himself a loving wife
And spirits sing, for Spring is on its way.
As seeds start bursting in their beds of clay
Are touched by living beauty, fresh and new,
The Pagan heart, in homage, comes to pray
By silver light to share the witches' brew.
And eyes now seek the signs of love in you
A crocus bud amid the melting snow,
The daffodil is calling loud and true,
These golden truths the heart has come to know.
The Imbolc light of hope remains the same
As seasons turn to end the Winter's claim
We sing and dance to celebrate the dawn,
the early dawn of day and summer sun,
as Gods of sun and feasting greet the morn,
this blesséd morning light greets the Pagan.
The Pagan heart recalls the oldest one,
one circle turns towards the longest day,
in days of old when nature's tale begun,
beginning with no end, the circles stay.
To stay amid the Stones as pipers play,
and playful drumbeats echo through the ground,
a groundless fiddle sings to lead the way,
a way to pass along the Solstice sound.
The sounds of poets scribing for the night,
this night when stories set the world alight.
The moonlit glade where fairies dance tonight,
as pipes and harps deliver songs for all,
amid the pines that shine with starry light,
and birds shall sing of Merrydown's ball.
In summer's heat the waltzes beat will call,
from daisy heads that lie beneath the trees,
to bees that buzz the fairy ethereal,
and softest petals twirl upon the breeze.
Where elves and pixies jitterbug with ease,
and run around your toes without a care,
as gnomes have mischief to share and tease,
when caught by fairies wand, a magic dare.
The honeydew mead sets the world in trance,
and fairy folk will sing as footsteps dance.
Come to my garden where a dryad dreams,
we're chasing fairies to where rainbows end,
a happy time of laughter's joyous screams,
and Mother Nature is a special friend.
Oh Minerva, the queen of fae, portend,
another world where Man has heart to care,
with greed the reason we cannot depend,
on Nature's gifts, are we so unaware?
The things we do destroy and leave despair,
a world where birds no longer fly or sing,
is this the destiny we are to share,
or shall we chase the fairies on the wing?
A simple thought before we speak or act,
our planet needs our love, and that's a fact!
A Moonless Path
When dreams become an endless state to face,
and stars begin to fade beside the sun,
I walk alone in this ethereal space,
my loveless heart has left so much undone.
A moonless path; the way my death begun,
as morning came but there's no sign of day,
the darkness moulds around a life now done,
and leads my soul to find the spirit way.
This longest night, who hears the words I pray,
but she who held my heart in love and life,
her smile relights my fire, I want to stay,
she takes my hand and leads me from the strife.
Rebirth of love beyond the mortal lands,
a journey's end in Elysion sands.
The sweetest taste is found between you and I,
your honeyed scent still lingers in my mind,
as glace eyes recall a sated sigh,
your succulence a treasure worth its find.
Exotic fruit to leave my senses blind,
as sugared candy fills my mouth with joy,
the brief moment in time we intertwined,
my tongue became my lover's tactile toy.
A silky flow of nectar lips employ,
one breath caressed your scented sexy mist,
while teasing juices sate a hungry boi,
as desire blossoms out in lover's kiss.
Embracing pleasure wrapped in deepest love,
viva voca it's you I'm thinking of.
Prince amongst the Gods
Double Spenserian Sonnet
In darkness fear surrounds a lonely soul
And all's lost where no light can penetrate
Insincere whispers can never make whole
A broken heart thats closed to love's estate.
And yet a man must bide his time and wait
For time to close upon this moonless night
A prince will stand before the holy gate
His weapon love, a bow of arcane light.
A prince, a god within a warrior's sight
The liege of honour in the ancient ways
A bond formed and forged with volcanic might
And a promise pledged in a silent gaze
As prince and knight unite in one embrace
For such is love in this ungodly place.
He came to lead a shattered heart from hell
A breath of air to ease the soul from pain
And look beyond the masquerading shell
That shields the heart that the past had left slain.
His tender kiss that turned the tears to rain
Then whispered softly on a yielding ear
With naught to lose and ev'rything to gain
As hope replaced the agony of fear.
Dark skies are fading to a vibrant sphere
As night surrenders to the rising sun
The solace within a love's kiss so dear
A union can never be undone
If one reminds the other to recall
Between a prince and knight true love is all.
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Movements in time as the breeze hits the willow tree,
The willow bends o'er not as a servant, no way
It's simply moving its branches subtly to the breeze
And allows the wind an easier way to play.
This is how nature has begun each day
The willow feels the wind as it strokes her limbs
Enjoys the tempo and begins her sensuous sway
Feeling that way, and allows her emotions to climb.
So like a lover approaching that moment sublime
Movements betray desire and a need for much more
Wind dances with Willow increasing tempo and time
Like any lover in that desire to explore.
Whilst all a human will see is a bending tree
That's more conforming to the desire of humanity
My wings shall cover the tapestried earth
In addition, the shot blue silk of the sea
Flying high west seeing the sun give birth
The world so far below in my apogee
My wings ride the silken morn with glee
As I pattern the silent and sunlit sky
Under Cancer and Capricorn, envy me
For I'm flying where birds can never fly
My wings cover the world so easily
Soaring over the conquered mountain
Where cloud pennants unfurl so high
Over where I have ruled as sovereign
Wings quieter now sing softer songs in flight
Begining their decsent towards the night.
The lonely night begins drawing swiftly down
As she creeps softly in without a sound
And covers the world in a deep black gown
I close my eyes, but sleep cannot be found.
Then your loving spirit wraps itself around
Distance shrinks in somnambulistic pleasure
An ethereal blanket keeps me safe aground
Dreaming and picturing warm nights together.
Lovers inseparate, knowing a love forever
As I sleep alone in this far distant place
I'm warmed knowing we could never sever
I feel my heart beat faster and my pulse race.
With mornings light finding myself blessed
All the time spent apart could never be a test.
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 moonbeams
And reluctant new love found easier begun?
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 won
So speak, your heart will guide your tongue what's right.
There you'll find your words will with love ignite
Then with 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, but be not afraid to watch it go
Be thankful knowing somewhere a love will grow.
I surrender my heart to you certain
That we will never part, a paradigm
That all other lovers may try to attain
And that they will know they could in time.
Then envy us as they watch us on loves climb
Then even though for a while we must part
Be secure in having a love so sublime
Seeing others pray that their love will start
Whilst we secure in knowledge whilst apart
Will have created a garden of love so lush
And have made love growing into a fine art
That lovers all over will see and envy us.
In that garden each night I will surrender
And as in token to that I will now swear.
Only when you have kissed Death are you aware
Til then there was uncertainty, and ambivalence!
Seeing the reaper, sweeping you with his glare
Hearing the wailing of Death as she starts to prance.
Seeing her as she points to you and begins to advance
Clad in white gossamer with her arms extended
Calling you to her side you begin your last dance
It's then you'll know your life has just ended.
Then you will see white wings of Death outspread
Cognisant what was stolen long ago is there
And life only starts when you accept your dead.
Then to have life given back you really care.
You wake you and your soul to life once again
Now knowing that your life can never be the same.
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Between embracing layers of Night's first sleep,
I feel your warm caress upon my skin;
I revel in your touch and snuggle deep
into my dreams, to keep you close within.
The sense of where I end and you begin,
has silently dissolved in love's soft hold-
surrendering my thoughts, I rest therein,
find peace in our togetherness' new mould.
We'll wait and watch as petals will unfold,
reveal love's flower inside come into bloom;
her promise I am willing to uphold-
we'll share the sweetness of her light perfume.
Night draws us deep into his sleepy realms,
while Wind sings lullabies within the elms.
I'm diving deep below this surface world
In search of silence to appease my soul
As I lay down my shields, knots are unfurled
I feel my heart grow lighter, I am whole.
My mind is silent now, I've reached my goal
and witness thoughts, like on a screen, pass by.
In cleansing concentration I extoll,
I've found myself again, my head held high.
above, the sun shines in a clear blue sky,
a brighter future beckons from afar.
I see a flock of geese and hear their cry,
like me, they want to reach their chosen star,
I wish I could grow wings to fly, be free;
I'll find my freedom deep within, in Thee.
Hope has new energy, now she can trust
we both will go on building as a pair,
we'll open our heart again, adjust;
opposing views no longer bring on flares.
Old patterns can be strong, but we're aware,
see danger signals before falling out.
Our love can overcome if we take care,
remember what life truly is about.
Of course there will be times we're filled with doubt,
together we are stronger than alone;
new tenderness can put an end to drought
as long as we're both willing to atone.
In good times and in bad times, so we vowed,
with Hope to help us we still stand, be proud.
If words could
If words could build, we'd call a mansion home;
but promises won't draw a house in stone,
they're like a distant rainbow's coloured dome-
to live and love takes more than words alone.
If words could cook a feast, we'd never moan
from hunger, charms once spoken, would bring meals;
yet breath articulated, can't form bones,
just brittle emptiness, no meals on wheels.
When words no longer can conceive ordeals,
they sit like flat balloons, all shrivelled up;
enchantment lost its lustre, slowly keels.
Goodbye is leaking from love's battered cup.
I'll keep your cup to dust from time to time,
in honour of a love once thought sublime.
Let's fly away
Come hold my hand, my love and keep me close,
tonight we'll fly together when we dream-
amidst the Milky Way our cloud-ship glows,
reflecting twinkling stars and Moon's cool beam.
Our flight will take us higher than jet's stream,
as hand in hand we'll rise above the spheres
until we'll reach that quiet plane supreme,
where pain and fear at last will disappear.
Stay by my side, my love, I'll dry your tears
and kiss away old worry-lines of doubt.
From now on life will leave sweet souvenirs
and we'll cast off all loneliness and drought.
As joined by hand and heart, we fly away,
when morning comes, it brings a bright new day.
I meditate and watch how inner waves abate,
each thought a six foot white crowned tower at the start-
destructive power solved in silence at Your gate.
Each inhalation brings You deeper in my heart.
I listen to my mantra's song, Your name imparts
a soft acceptance of this troubled sea of mind;
enveloped by Your peace I feel all stress depart.
A quiet lake engulfs my soul, with You entwined.
I concentrate on each repeat that helps remind
me how connected, I exist within Your grace.
You penetrate my skin and blood, we are combined;
uplifted by clear streams of sound, I'm touching base.
I meditate and join the stillness that is You;
I realize that I am You forever true.
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Divena & Ryter
Unveil your heart and let it beat with mine
Each beat caused by you, your words and deeds
Even now looking as you do, somnolent, divine
Make me realize you fill all my earthly needs.
This unveiled heart of mine, for you concedes
Two loving hearts combined, shall beat as one
Earthly needs fulfilled, as our love proceeds
What we have together, must never be undone.
Not tide or time could erase what we've begun
Two souls now one shall share through eternity
Knowing lovers will envy what we have done
And be jealous of our love and our affinity.
A love so strong will never perish,
How deeply we, our love will cherish.
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