I planted this seed...
watered it with my blood...
tried my best to shine...
my inner light upon it...
so it might prosper...
but as it broke through the soil...
I knew it was fragile...
maybe I sheltered it too much...
perhaps I didn't give it...
as much as I...
My heart is as deep as the Hudson River. Its fresh with unpredictable currents. Once a murky barren zone is now the object of a mid summers swim.
My mind is a twisted Christmas peppermint stick. Its stale and forgotten in your grandmothers garage, along with...
She lies easy in my arms
This dimly moonlit night
Her body supple to my charms
She moans with such delight
I brush her hair back, find her neck
And kiss her softly there
My lips they trace her gentle curves
They make her arch and swear
While fingers brush and pinch and...
She loved it. I thought I'd share it.
Whenever I touch ur soft face,
Or when u pull me close into ur embrace,
My happy heart is complete,
There is always something u do,
To cause it to skip a beat,
Ur body teaches me something new.
Ur eyes r beautiful I get...
She cries each night,Never does she show her pain,Always hiding her face,How long can she stay strong?How many more days must she play along,Raw emotion in her eyes,Fear crawling up her spine as she wipes the tears,Looking down at her scars,Looking at her reflection as she hides...
So alive amid dying light,
Embraced by the night,
Illuminate with unseen bliss.
The earth is your canvas.
Scary, yet I’ve no fear.
From afar I see slow dancing:
On haunted soil, frolicking
In ragged dress with messy hair,
Awkward steps oh, so dear.
Remove your cozy boots...
In nighttime's sleepless hours my reverie of you takes hold
I place a kiss so gentle as not to stir a sleeping baby on the face that fills my waking hours and haunts my dreams
You alone are my Northern lights, evoking a rainbow of cascading colours, Plumes of light that fill the...
cage of ribs
clutching to the ethers of dusty practices reborn
starlit and spreading from an infinite source of intervention
until I too begin to shine as if I were some nebulous
vortex crackling impossibly against the dilated orbs
of those who dare peer up into the core of a...
wordpress.com/2016/02/12/the-boatman/You lead me here against this distant shoreA place not of my choice or rhyme and reasonWhere the innocent are lost and time has no meaningI once sat there next to you and asked you to love theedespondent in passion...... you ignored meSo it is...
Waking up in the morning,
another day dawns,
I rush to my computer,
I flip the cold box on.
As it's familiar sounds start,
Time to pour a cup,
I rush back to sign on,
To see if he's already up.
The "Sign In" is complete,
Today begins anew,
I gesture "Good Morning...
when when life crawls
A demon is home
A life that can't be changed
A time where we will wait
Which are you
Were you there when tears fall
Were you there when life crawls
There is always a way
To be both and yet the same
In my car,
Orange lights spill color into the shining black street,
I hear the rain dancing outside and cars driving by as I sit on this perch above the lake,
Outside the air is saying something to me,
I can feel it, but I can't speak its language,
I feel separated from...
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Siren of the Deep
I find your footprints that lead this rocky shore. Scraps of your clothing tossed apart without sanity. Cold hearts of treason that runs amok. The pure madness upon this calamity which I am now sad. Darkness has set and the moon...
path I take
Goes with me too
I can work alone
And think it is fun
To start a task
And see it done
I can sleep alone
For once I'm there
My dreams will take
I can stand alone
And face the fight
I will not run
If I know I'm right
But love alone
I can not do
I’m great, fine, spectacular. In a way
I relish every night, and I live every day.
I live, I laugh, I write, I sing,
I wonder what the new days will bring.
Then I get home, and I take off the mask.
The day, an almost impossible task,
Is finally over, and so I lay Down,
Spin the bottle
Kiss the girl
What a concept
Rock her world
Lean toward her
Lick my lips
Is my breath fresh?
I breathe in sips
Shut my eyes
But sneak a peek
Oh the treasure,
The joy I seek
I can't breathe
If it's awful
Will she leave?
It never rightfully belonged to me
But I wanted it nonetheless,
So when you were distracted and couldn’t see
I took it, I confess.
I thought that it might take a while
For you to realize your mistake,
And though I felt guilty in my guile
I held it close, for love’s sake...
than being a poet is to be a muse...
You paint meadows
Filling my senses
With your love
Sings a love song
I would wait
For you to return
Year after year
As I bask in your touch
And I remember the moment
Something stirs inside
And I smile...
Each and Every Night
So much do I miss you that
Each and every night as I close my eyes
My heart sees your sparkling eyes, and your smile.
So much do I want you that
Each and every night as I think of you
My heart hears your sweet whispers and your...
Inside my heart begins to quicken.
My body and soul start to beg,
Than your tongue explores my hard budded breast licking.
Ur lips soft, warm, inviting,
U trace my face, forehead, eyelids and jaw.
Everything else has gone away,
My body has lost the ability to fight,
Broken pieces, shattered all around
We heard the sound, when it all hit the ground
Torn pages, in the book of my life
In the pain and strife, seems like a losing fight
Empty spaces, covered in clutter
My heart skips paces, and my words come in stutters
I see the places, where the...
(Barvo's note - I don't actually write poems. I have no urge and don't read it for pleasure. I wound up in a writing class taught by a poet, so had to write several poems. When I can't do something well, I hide behind humour. Behold the result!)
Ode to a Lost Sock
want is to forget
Everything is fine now but when I lay in the darkness of my room alone at night everything seems to come back
His fake smile and unexpected gentle words
My heart thought it was okay but he corrected me
All I want is to forget
Forget the words he...
Two men guarding their goddess from harm.
A soft pink breeze sliding over the sky., ringing the charms.
A cat behind a spinning black orb.
A soft web behind my ear, a spider spinning.
A softness that is unforgettable.
A womans voice.
An Angel guiding me towards his flame.
I have all of our memories, the good ones haunt me too.Thinking of where you are now just stabs me right on through.Today marks the day that you've been gone 11 years.And I'm here to say that I've survived your loss.And I could never forget that there were always two of you.This...
In the gloam
deep in the forest
where the faeries sleep
There is one who knows
She knows the full measure
of you; the flame your smile kindles
The ache your brown eyes afford with every stroke
And the wake you leave in your leaving.
In the gloam
deep in the forest
while I'm on the floor,
I sit by myself
A lamp within reach
that is left turned off,
the darkness can teach,
it is what I know
A favorite song,
that is still unheard,
it just feels so wrong,
it might make me think
A brilliant sunset,
that's never been seen,
just one more...
You are lost
In faded colours of Summer's smile
The world we had now locks me out
I tear and strain in desperate style
You drift away, I scream and shout
My blood dries in the vein
True love just means real pain.
You are lost
Until moonbeams send you from the skies
When I listen to it. I think about her. I remember the two nights I had with her. What they meant to me.When the dark wood fell before meAnd all the paths were overgrownWhen the priests of pride say there is no other wayI tilled the sorrows of stoneI did not believe because I...
the door swings its motions
the air rushes through
the cycle it seems
But where is
what makes it new?
the people walk past
Below me the ground,
Above me the clouds
against the wooden hull,
This old boat moored far from shore,
The flickering lights of campfires,
Shadowy figures in muffled voices rise.
Athenian clouds bathed by moonlight,
Scream by me as I gather speed,
Cloth whispers in the breeze,
Pulling me toward my destiny.
When you look into someone's eyes, you can see everything.
You see emotions and their journey.
Their heartbreaks and their fears.
Their memories, maybe even eternity.
Now, look into my eyes,
And tell me what you see.
Can you see the darkness,
That lives deep within me?
in 4/4 time.
With the lonely girl dressed in fury
Who killed the chorus with a line.
And every time I have it
I wake up feeling numb
Like everything familiar
Was a song for me she sung.
I try and grasp to memories
Of this dream and others to
But these, my hands have atrophied...
you I instantly knew I needed to dip my fingers into the oceans in your eyes.
I needed to put my arms, toes, all my limps and my torso and even my head into the oceans of your eyes to uncover just some of the mysteries below.
Sometimes I would just plunge in without thought...
The feelings we share I ride like a wave,
The ups the downs the direction they make,
On a magic carpet that we made,
From threads of ourselves,and the pattern we laid
the vessel counts as much as the map,
The carriage awaits for us to step up,
I admit Its scary as it might...
And whisper words, then disappear
Can you say you truly hear
I simply do not know
Their words are soft and oh so sweet
Like candy for your ears; a treat
I hear they make your life complete
With advice as they go
I think a fairy came to me
And whispered words to set me...
I have let the light go,But not let the dark in,The pain from withing spreading my fears,You and I,Standing here alone,We are like each other,The pain consuming me,This world is nothing but a dream,A peace of a shattered memory,Here we go,The secrets we never shared,Each time we...
On the platform I watched with fascination the lovers at the station
Lost in tender admiration
I had to turn my gaze away.
For the first time in a long time I missed your smile today.
Living life at a pace, agents to please, speeches to make and deadlines to keep.
The only time...
Sometimes occasions come our way,
Inspiring memories good and bad.
The occasion that is now close at hand,
Brings me memories of my dad.
The things he taught me have stayed in place,
And have become a map for me to tread.
As he told me about the things in...