give way
to this great love
hear it beckoning you?
fill your senses, quench your desire
jump, jump
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give way
to this great love
hear it beckoning you?
fill your senses, quench your desire
jump, jump
jump, jump--
up! down! up high!
next day i got that bump
in my head! mom's right again, why
God why?!
jump, jump —
the dark fish leapt,
scales softened for the flight —
somewhere you soar high and weightless
homeward
homeward
bound, I wish I
was, homeward bound—not lost
endless stream of broken dreams—wish
I was…
(a nod to Paul Simon and Art Garfunkel)
I was
walking lonely
as a cloud floating high
over hills and valleys. I saw
a crowd...
(ode to William Wordsworth!)
A crowd
Of daffodils
Sways in a bright meadow
Wordsworth paints a pretty picture
Poets
Poets,
different children,
learned late to hide your heart,
found a strength in the tender ways
of love
of love
there is no end
like the circle of life
it goes on and on forever
turning
Turning over there
and coming back
this is love
always and forever
No end
No problem for me and I don't mean to be a stickler but maybe a review of the 'rules'.Quote:
Originally Posted by Riesa
hmm a little deviation from the form but since there's still 2 syllables at the end i guess i can continue...Quote:
Originally Posted by totyfroty
No end
to the rigors;
and still, down the deep bend
of duty, and forbearance, soars--
uproars.
Uproars,
Wild riotous
Assemblies, for a cause,
Or, the Masters say, malicious
Purpose.
purpose,
a weeping face
above the falling rain,
a sliding smile in granite skies
twinkling.
twinkling
the dark night sees
across the midnight sky
peering through seeking direction
turning
Turning
The seasons change
Nature withers and dies
Spring comes and life starts anew
Rebirth
rebirth
it happens when
your inside earth grumbles
and your outer plates cause friction
pushing
pushing
the options out
and thereby welcoming
the agonies, doubting about
the doubts
the doubts
freeze me in place
I grow numb waiting now
for a smart man to thaw me out
hurry
hurry
this is not me
I stop to watch rain fall
and listen for the Monarchs wings
passing
passing
lone island fluff,
swaying spokelike tendrils
that leap sugared curves across the
salt sea.
(dandelions, the light kind)
Salt sea
The ocean roars
The sea is furious
Waves crash in every direction
Drowning
Drowning
The tender reeds
In a river of shame
My get-away basket is torn
I tread
I tread
with empty feet,
empty heart, empty mind.
A deserted house, forgotten,
vacant
I tread
toward the light
you can tell where I have been
the pieces of dream fall from me
like snow
missed that one. I'll follow Bii's to keep myself honest
vacant
but that makes room
to dance, to whisper words
that may change everything: Listen
lovers
lovers
wanting inside
becoming each other
looking for a room in moonland
dreaming
dreaming
Morpheus' realm
where all is still weaving
growing crops of nightmares on stems
by tens
by tens
you quickly count
the ones who have lost love
but then categories begin
start here
start here:
a glazed crevice
expanding childlike,
breaking the dismal shell of gloom:
smile
I have lived in places where smile is 2 syllables, so I'm cool with that
smile,
heart is aching...
oh charlie, so like you
I laugh at the surrealism
of life
of life
no turning back
do not lust for the past
only pet it and let it go
to seed
to seed
the blossom goes
another year passes
till time again resumes the bloom
to rest
to rest
from folded dreams
that brush and shrink on walls,
roots enclosed in ceramic stalls
released.
released:
the cormorant,
beauty specks horizon
on heaven's entrance and snoozing
angels
angels
in your cages
of worship without sin
come run with me through the redwoods
naked
(ooo.. dirty thoughts? LOL)
naked,
pure chastity,
flake your dunes on my chest,
lay your love in my balmy nest,
and come...
cant believe i've been such a lazy git in this thread!! :eek:
and come,
the world awaits
yet another lonesome
unwavering knock on the gates
of fate...
of fate,
and wonder twined,
in angel hearts divined
Whisping clouds of seraph gold,
onward
onward
coursing the beams
of light, engulfed and scarred
by radiance-- being stellar-ed
is hard.
is hard
your thinking core
but oh how your deep eyes
massage my blushing face and kiss
my lips