Dreaming of you I release an earthquake / Reaching for you I flood the town / Brushing you by I fuel a tornado / And touching your face / We…
hands on hearts and minds and souls / eternal love entwined / and when our hands grow tired my love / our lips will taste the wine
6th July 2003
NSFW
She called the other day. / She does that sometimes / Asks about my life / Tells me about hers But I don’t care I feign interest / It …
Light of day does nothing but break up the dew / Leaves remember sweet breath of the moon
can I bring you flowers / can I bring you tea / can I bring you your favourite / Chocolate on a Sunday morning
☼ Inspired by Chocolate on a Sunday morning ~ Larry Davis Don’t you love an indulgent morning by the sea? / I so need some chocolate now! Enjoy!♥ lol the wonderful Ms Tracy Bignall sent me this pic to go with my treatise on Larry’s photo! / Thank you Tracy! ☺♥☺
Seagulls surely love this salty sea / Just as eagles must love / Endless sky
Swift steed beneath my torso, / the one suspended on guiding legs / below loins of ‘devil may I’ / equally as passioned as my wanderlust head
A mixed form poem looking over (in slight irony) the age old “gottcha first” love malady. How He Dooms You, Dancing Part 1 (or A Different View From Breaking Heart Lane)
we link our hands / and close our eyes / we lay on the bed / for hours at night
Exactly the way I want to feel / Like the trunk of a Live Oak
/ One Tiny Moment
Open eyes see good and bad / Closed eyes deny the sin
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My yearning heart rises / to your welcome voice / and leaps at the whisper / of your name, / Lord. / The evening ascends in / on a great d…
Vague like a circle around the moon / I feel your approaching presence / While I wait in this bed / Covered in natural awareness / My returni…
She carries with her a zest for life / Illuminating the night / For no darkness can ever penetrate / Her perpetuating light
A poem I wrote for my love 9th June, 2009
My dear, you’re loved, so n’er forget / the heart that beats within your chest, / was made to give its gift of life / unto itself, within it…
This poem is written in the Rondeau form. it was just a little something that came to me when thinking about how hopeless life and self can feel sometimes…:)
What is it exactly about your hands, / That my flesh so stubbornly demands? / Perhaps the static from your inner vibrations, / That conducts…
Written for my love, Claire O’Brien
take my beating, bleeding heart / and still it / with your rejection / god knows / it will beat again / tho never in rhythmic time / with love ...
Its been three years… and it still has the power to bring me to my knees in pain… and while I will never love quite the same way again, I do know that love is never ever the same, ever again… I do know I have an enormous capacity for love – and one day, there may be someone in my life again, who can love me in return… No expectations… just hope…
What? Who? Where? How? Why?
I love questions…. just as much as i love answers…
passion played out / upon a field of rose
15 september 2009.
what it feels to feel
Tell her you love her, / reassure her / Hold her close and cuddle her / Treasure her Go see her, / no matter how far away she lives / Alw…
Only just noticed that if you take the first word from each line of last stanza/verse, you get “The Man with Respect” – how eerie is that when it was totally unintentional at the time and yet so appropriate to the piece?
blue is / not a dream / I can / reach for
For an alternate view of this poem, please visit my website: thisPoem!=Metaphor. Mouse over text to explore…
*Santa’s flipping burgers / The elves are unemployed
Available as a t-shirt: /
you are always in my heart
This is to my friend, who has the world on her shoulders. This is for you… Poem for her: Breakage on aisle 2 Featured In On Youth
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