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 Sep 2016 Maloi
wordvango
some believe in the deity
others in the sanctity of self
I think poetry is a religion
a soul unto itself
not a god
but close
and I seek her his its
calming words
wisdom
to get on my knees
and worship
every night
alone
here
in my sanctuary
like any
true believer
 Aug 2016 Maloi
Stephan
.
I wrote her a poem
then watched for her smile,
hoping that one I would see

I gazed on her features
just hoping to find,
a grin right there showing for me

She read a few lines
but nothing much changed,
a standard expression she wore

I poured out my heart
in this poem today,
it says she’s the one I adore

It told of this love
that I have in my heart,
to her it would always be true

Still it’s the same,
her face as she read,
I’m not sure what else I should do

When now as she finished
she looked up at me,
a tear seemed to form in her eye

And then she kissed me,
so soft on the lips,
and breathed an affectionate sigh

She said that she loved it
each line that I wrote,
penned in a beautiful style

Then sighed once again
and now I can say,
in the end it was me who did smile
Ok, I know, not one of my best. But I got the title stuck in my head and had to do something with it. I thought it was a cute play on words.
 Aug 2016 Maloi
Stephan

a collaborative piece created by Papaya and Stephan*

I know the story of an ugly old fellow
Who taunted and cursed and told many lies
But did you know that an ugly old fellow
Was merely the skin that held his disguise

"Spare me a quarter and I'll spare you the lecture"
Often he’d say to the young and the brave
Laughing they’d pass without barely a glance
Thrusting the man into temper and rage

When along stepped another into the commotion
Stopping to listen to all he did say
Shaking his head he reached in his pocket
Pulled out a quarter to proudly display

Then closed his hands into two equal fists
Held them up high as he said with a grin
"I’ll pay your offer so you will stop ranting
If only you can guess which hand it is in"

Stroking his beard the man gave a smile
"I do love a challenge, so let us begin
But once I have chosen and reveal your coin
You’ll stay to listen, and we both shall win"

The old man reached out, with hand on each fist
“Son, you cannot fool a man that’s my age”
Then pulled out from behind the younger man’s ear
The same coin that earlier the man had displayed

The look of surprise on his face was alarming
He glanced down at both of his two empty hands
Then thought to himself, now how did he do that,
I held it right there? but then said to the man

“A deal is a deal, so I guess I will listen
But I have a schedule, it’s my day to teach
Please hasten your words holding all of your wisdom
And here I shall stand till you finish your speech”

"I can say nothing you've not already learned
That each man has something special to give
To stop and to listen and open your eyes
This is how all men and women must live"

"Some will spare time, others spare a dime
Still others will play tricks as you see
You must be wise, separate truth from the lies
And always be the very best you can be"
 Aug 2016 Maloi
Stephan


I’m sending the sun,
and I’m chasing the rain
To shine its light
on your day once again

So you may smile
and your morning is fun
I’m chasing the rain
and I’m sending the sun
 Aug 2016 Maloi
Stephan


Beyond the weary water line
alone in quelled explore
These footprints lead uncharted miles,
the first of many more

To wander in a time once known,
reflective worries gleam
In sand dune wishes washed away
and thoughts of what they mean

This setting sun shall rise again,
bring mornings to their due
Softer shades to paint the way
hypnotic scenes to view

While on this beach of moon lit swirls
I count each star above
These tiny lights of missing you,
still glisten of our love

When now this silent vacant space,
misplaced of harmony
Where shadows play of times before
and what this world could be

Sitting here these shifting sands,
my heart does swim the tide
Ebb and flow desires sung,
of tear drops cast aside

When there a distant light appears,
so deep within my stare
A silhouette of fantasy
approaching glistened flair

I rub my eyes, once blurry, cleared
for this that I now see
Along a coast of sea foam dreams,
you walking here to me

To take me swift into your arms
dark eyes to meet my gaze
Longing for the past returned
of brighter sunny days

With lips afire on my own
and rapid pulses pace
The glow of evening’s summer light
awash upon your face

I watch as you proceed to draw
a big heart in the sand
Encompassing the two of us
within it we now we stand

Lulled of curved horizon’s smile,
immersed this blushing sky
Drenched in breaths of only you
and every sultry sigh

With midnight song and passion’s bliss
we stroll again this sea
Like waves that fall our endless strand
forever, you and me
 Jul 2016 Maloi
Bianca Reyes
I swear ink runs through my veins
A piece of paper passes as my heart
I hold your hand like a pen
Press it against my chest to feel
Every beat leaves a word written upon it
Endless poems and prose
You inspire even when you're gone
Shared  on Hello Poetry on July 14, 2016
Copyright © 2016 Bianca Reyes
All rights reserved
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Wow!!!  Getting the opportunity to have this poem be recognized as a Daily really means so much to me.  Thank you to everyone who has shown some love.   You're all amazing. Love is amazing and more of it should be spread  throughout the world!
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