The girl needs a monster in her man. / A wolf with a heart loyal to his clan… / A fierce Warrior with a helping hand, / Girl needs a monst…
All writing poetry and lyrics copyright dimarie painter / MCN: CCF3C-8AB45-B1477
I had a dream once / Oh maybe more times than that, / I thought perhaps, / If I wait, / He will come to me
Sumptuous and delightful / The way I always pictured my toes
Amazing story… Exceptional Artist, DevineDayDreams comments on this poem. I see her icon and say this icon looks like this poem and she says.. wow I feel this too. The name of her art? silence must be heard ~Now that is uncanny~ Synchronicity as she has NEVER BEFORE COMMENTED ON ONE OF MY POEMS… till today.. My line in the poem is.. / Silence likes to be heard Her title to her art is / Silence Must Be Heard OMG!! Her piece below brings me such joy and my experience with her today gives me more A belief that the Universe directs the every little detail.. and I no longer have to look for anything.. the law of attraction brings every thing to me, to each other…THAT WHICH IS LIKEN TO ITSELF IS DRAWN SILENCE MUST BE HEARD BY.. DevineDayDreams / / My heart beats with a joy that grows everyday. My attention to love seems to flourish with believing Love is my birthright. I am not separate from the focus of my attention when it focuses on kindness and joy and the sensual pleasures of relationship. / For YOU.
From the Mother who bore / to the women who tore / The sisters that grew / the girls at the dances / taste the best thing on offer / I feel l…
This was prompted by a “men only” contest held by the group Sisterhood the brief was for prose or a poem “women and why I love them” This is by no means the whole story :-)
It’s okay I am a big boy, / I can take the fall, / Just hit a wall, / I wish it was real,
This is about a man who has thrown in the towel, and does not feel deserved of a love he will never have or feel, but feels like he has been a toy. I guess he doesn’t understand.
This man that I don’t even know - / knows me inside and out. / Wants me, imagines me, dreams of me
In these times of emails and other forms of communication, it is now possible to have a relationship across hundreds of miles….. Featured by THE SISTERHOOD
Suck it in and take the punch, / cave my heart and steal my air, / crack these ribs and sink it in,
A woman who uses those big beautiful eyes of innocence to lure the knight to her aid. This man has realized in humour that he is only the lipstick in her handbag, / and yet again another no rhymer, I like this change of style, I never thought I could make it work, so thank you all for your encouragement, it has helped me to grow as a writter….Thanxz ; ) Just read over it, it does rhyme a little, oops, it’s in the blood, lol
There was a man / He was a fine young man / With a shine on his shoes
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Will you share a plate of nachos and a bottle of Vodka?
Why as women do we sometimes, often, mold pieces of ourself into that which we think a man wants? Love, sex, romance, understanding, respect, pain, safety, security, all rolled up into one neat little relationship package. And why is it considered a weakness to admit that you might…just…want…the whole enchilada?
From Baby to Man / In the blink of an eye / One day a baby / Who would laugh and cry / Tiny little fingers / Reaching up to me / And my kissing…
Thank you, Lois!!! Please check out Lois Bryan’s other awesome artwork on the RB
his kisses were chocolate / on her vanilla lips / people didn’t approve / of this mix / it was the 1960s / parents wanted it to end / no mixed …
For the MULTIRACIAL BEAUTY group!!
The one that gets you down
And as for him… / Strong, silent and with stubbled chin. / Yet his passion for sameness has left me empty within. / His fire gave me hope.
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His arms are the walls of my fortress; / Without his brick and mortar, I am powerless.
I have posted many a poem in honour of women and particularly the LADIES (giggles) in my life…this one is for the men.
My name is Little Man / I was alone and needed a hand / They say I was feral and wild / Now I’m gentle and mild / I didn’t think that I m…
Thanks to Mel for her photograph of Little Man and her continued love of those / who need a voice… / Please check out Mel’s (Mlgkats) other photos on the RB /
How can you place a hand / in next? / Stroke it relit; whole, as opposed to lost / and alone? It is not as if I / cannot imagine the fut…
I wrote this before leaving a place – one I did not wish to leave…and as life so often gives us at the end: respite. you’ve got to love, love. :)
I have felt the darkness, / of your correcting palms,
The follow on from the first Painful Love, as you can see. After deciding she is on the rise, she delves into thought of the relationship….there will be third, a work in progress, should be up soon, hope you enjoy this one though….
I left this man when his wife came back with the kids without notice.He was in the army for many years and was completly detached from h…
Some relationships are not good for the soul ,it’s better to let it die .
I counted the fingers on my fathers’ hand.
the start of something or pehaps the middle
I write down a lot events …things people say ….I do this as a way of never forgetting ….never giving up and also to remember how mu…
It was a house of stone / She lived alone / Needed someone / To call her own She sat by the window / Looking into space / Perhaps she was …
Am I such a monster / For keeping in my heart the wild hope / That one day… / An unexpected someone / Might just see enough of Your Son thr…
september 1995-sometime at night I am up in the middle of night looking out the window at the cars passing by on rain soaked roads. T…
If light becomes our / Distance / Then I shall dance / Aglow / Until you are / The other side of my / Twirl If darkness is my / Withou…
for my love. xo
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