I’m singing songs about you, / Yet I can’t hold a tune. / My guitar neck is stained with blood, / From anxious fingers yearning for a melody.
I think it is self explanatory!
I had a dream once / Oh maybe more times than that, / I thought perhaps, / If I wait, / He will come to me
In her spare time / she practices magic / but not the kind / you see on TV. / To the best of my knowledge / she can’t do card tricks, / saw peo…
This is a record of what happened.
She wasn’t sure how she got to his room. One moment she was sipping on her Caesar, the next she was standing in his room at the hotel. He…
Warning slightly graphic and suggestive…. For the all things Vampiric The Seduction Challenge.
My heart beats to what rhythm? I ask, and where? / It’s the same at all pulse points, like sounds of a snare; Yet, I have no drumsticks…
10BillionBeats Friday Sept. 18, 2009, 7:00 PM Set your calendars and please invite others to join us in DRUMMING for Peace and Goodwill ♥
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 :-)
Smiling gently / with her eyes / Mouthing / mirrored movements / And cooing quietly / under breath / Still amazed / at sheer beauty
The love between a mother and her baby / MCN: CD66A-0170A-57B9B
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
Its late and I just hung up with you / I have yet again let my anger get the best of me / And my words have again tainted you / And painte…
When I wrote this I was in relationship of course, which was 2 yrs ago / And I would occasionally let my anger blind me and cause me to yell at my girlfriend of the time. But after the rage would settle down I would be removed of the anger that blindfolded me and I would be able to see the damage I have done. I would be like a grumpy thunder cloud striking her with a booming thunder voice and it would strike her like lighting to produce her to rain down with tears….but hey after every storm lies a rainbow….smilez / we no longer talk / hope you enjoy family
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.
See the woman. See the face behind its age. / See the beauty of her form. / See the way her way becomes her. / See past her once taught s…
A poem celebrating The Divine Goddess.
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. :)
She is nice / She is kind / She is subtle / She is compliant / She is nurturing / She loves so much / She is sweet… / Oh the feminine beauty w…
Meeting the Mad Woman featured in Anger Management 28-7-09 Meeting the Mad Woman was written on the 22-7-09
I From the kitchen / lips and tongue singing / as a 5 am songbird. / Dough rises, / and falls / about your arthritic, yet / nimble fingers…
This is a repost. I tried in vain once again to link this poem to the other one through a journal…but, it seems (as I suspected!) I’m too dumb to actually make it happen. :) I can accept that. / So…here it is, posted again; as the last time I posted this for my beautiful grandmother, I had just joined the bubble, and not many read it. / I wanted my Gran read. She raised me after my mum died when I was 7 (and had lived with us most of my young life before then) – i miss them both more than words can say, as you can imagine. / thank you for reading. :)
She is to him the most precious gift / She is the beat of his heart, / the beam of his moon, / the shine of his stars / and the ignite of his…
The World In His Arms was written on the 10-10-09 and was inspired by Reynaldo’s beautiful Painting World in His Arms. The painting and poem are part of our Tribute to Womanhood Seris and our Woman and her Man Mini Series. It is the 14th Upload of our series.
Take the heart that bleeds for them / And squeeze it dry to the last drop / To show the love you have for them is nonstop
A piece that I wrote because I haven’t been able to see, feel, smell, taste or sense my girl lately…..I mean my woman …for she is my woman and not my girl…lol…but I just been missing that physical connection with her….. and the ending was taken from the lovely written piece by Jacqleen NO / Very nice read ….if I liked it you should like it….smilez / but I hope you enjoy ….sincerely daz
For when she welcomes me / It is I who is spellbound within her blazing storm
Don’t fool yourselves guys. There is nothing more powerful than a beautiful sexy woman. “Let the church say amen.” LOL!!!
No split ends / Just splitting headaches / That pounds like a thousand racing hearts
This has nothing to do with my present relationship. Everything is good…smilez….I just was thinking of my last relationship on this one. I sometimes wonder if they ever looked back after they stole away with my heart. Do they ever regret what they have done. I would love to ask ….but what has been done has been done. And does who linger in the past just ….live forever in the past never to see the future….
For the Moon only shines from the light of Sun … / That x-rays from his lava lamp heart …
A piece that I came up with after truly analzying my art-piece which has the same name as this poem. Nice if I may say so…smilez….thumbs up to all that read and comment and fav….. yours colorblind And you should know my inspiration my love…my moon….
I stand on this platform / As the 7:30 train approaches / My thoughts suddenly drifting / To another day, another moment
Memories, they can be triggered at any time, taking us back to the best times
kiss me in that dark of time / that lies between thought’s waking / and the soul’s ascension / to dream
Engel!: Es wäre ein Platz, den wir nicht wissen… written during my maths final. / jordan busson. 13 november 2009. add elucidate on: /
We land on our bums or stand tall and proud / But at least if we’ve followed our dreams / Our lives will be full and not ruled by the crowd…
This is a few bits and pieces that I put together over the last couple of months, mostly about love. Some parts are modified comments or themes from comments, also there are ideas, themes and metaphor inspired by other RedBubble writers. Audio recording of this poem
Lucky is the person who walks amongst the bad in life
Remember you are beautiful / My eyes say so / Always listen to my eyes / They tell the secrets that my soul holds
This was a piece I wrote after talking to a fellow employee of mines about a poem I wrote. I felt inspired and at the same time I felt a little emotional to towards her for the poem was my piece Hope And to have a connection with that poem ate me up inside. / That piece was originally written because I had 3 other female friends that went thru that same ordeal. Lucky enough I was able to talk to them and change their perspectives some. So I hope you likes
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