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 Sep 2015
Corset
Sundown in Onyx


Warning This Poem is rated Mature and may contain material unsuitable for readers under 18.

Ask if we are far along enough
now
for a close up,
when my eyes are closed
it's my heart that answers
in body movements.

So does it really matter
from whence the wind comes
who tags along with strings
and violins as long as it brings
him to me
gently.


and  gently he would come,
opens me as
soft as petals,
prying inside, branded,
as hot as a red iron
with his blushing in me.

brushing of cheeks,
in plaits of winter twine
and in my mind ,
I could not stop this soul
song from happening.


takes me into it's web of desire, and
cradles me there wet and unfolding
as a flower that
blooms in the dark dew
of June nights and gold leaves.

grasp my lower jaw and force
apart my lips, open my mouth ,
and check for teeth ,
examining the inner walls
filled with the width of the world
in subconscious whispers
slowly exploring the fit within reach.


love this body that calls for a raven
shameless and craven,
thoughts of him
black as onyx at my neck
oval as half of eternity,
there is no space
between my heart
and where this sun goes
down.
 Sep 2015
Elisa Maria Argiro
First-born to you,
into a world of light and music,
myriad words, and all their possibilities.

Birth of another kind for you now.

The sphere of light that is your heart
attenuating beyond all fear,
merging into your limitless beginnings.

The secret love you have for the universe
has taught us,
will always teach us.
On September 11th, 2001, Patricia Regan Argiro, my beloved mother- poet, journalist, artist and dancer - was in the final weeks of her life. The first version of this poem was my last Mother's Day present to her. Now she lives in the Light.
©Elisa Maria Argiro
 Sep 2015
Elisa Maria Argiro
We will never be able to reach a state of total
comprehension of all that happened
on that day when our contemporary world shifted
in mystifying and unfathomably terrible ways.

Perhaps the only hope we have for the evolution of our humanity
is to humbly remember and accept
that almost every society in the world
has committed unspeakable atrocities against others.

This has been worst in the nations that have achieved
and been proud of
the greatest technological advancement.

The time has come to open our eyes and our hearts
to one another.

The time is here.

The time is now.
"As a woman, my country is the whole world." - Virginia Woolf
©Elisa Maria Argiro
 Sep 2015
Ana
I miss you so much
I miss your face, eyes, laugh, touch
So so much it hurts

r.n
 Sep 2015
ajit peter
Dear mother

Tis world thou hath left
Thy soul in heavens abode
Thy love my only gift
A candle lit in Tis heart
A light to share to all
For my actions to speak
To the needy to give
To wipe a tears few
As thee watch from heavens home
May my life bring thee a smile
Today is my mother's death aniversary
And I do miss her
 Sep 2015
Brent Kincaid
The now has left my body.
My mind is emptying
Of all thought of today.
The moment is receding;
I feel my feet lifting
My arms are floating
As if in a pool of light
Like water, buoying me
With untouching caresses
Lofting to evanescence
And I know it is fine
This feeling of pleasance
Of no worries in me
No hurrying to be done
Nowhere I have to be
No reason to run.

I am centered in this,
A feeling of completeness;
Of needing nothing else,
A spiritual sweetness,
A relaxing kind of comfort
Surrounds and enfolds
By singing unheard songs
Deep into my very soul.
I am happy here, smiling,
Somewhere in the self
Where not even I can see,
That I am someone else.
I am someone loving
And kind and caring.
I love this feeling so
I wish I were sharing
The sense of a world
Where everything is right
And everyone is floating
In the same golden light.
 Sep 2015
Arianna Darshani
When I was 22
I came across a man.
I immediately knew
he was my soul mate.

I felt that Id known him
Indefinitely and that we'd
Always been together.

We fell in love and married.

My husband is a modest man.
His greatest quality is
Kindness, followed closely
by his sense of humor.
He is also very intelligent,
wise and humble.

He is a truly superlative
Human being.

What is most important
Is that he has loved me
Unconditionally, for 31 years
We are both 53. And I have
Returned his love.

Our marriage is sacred
and something as apparently banal
As holding hands,
Is a sacrament.

His great hobby is to
tinker on Lotus cars.

He has 3 cars and
A man cave that is truly
A shrine to cars
And car parts.

The shrine has
It's own furnace
And air conditioning.

You have to make sure...
To keep your cars warm
In Winter!
We live in Minnesota,
after all!

There are some areas
where we could grow.

One area is that he
occasionally, does not take care
of his physical health.
I then, worry about his health
for him.  

But, ultimately, he is an adult.
He has to make his own choices
And I have to accept
his health choices.

He is a manly man, and
is very stoic.  That is not
my favorite quality.
He will not share his pain
with me.

What I have learned is that part of
Love is to accept your spouse's
weaknesses.

In that way
I've fallen in love with his stoicism.
It's part of the whole of
Who he is.
You have to love the WHOLE person.

Every day I appreciate him.
Every day I tell him
how much I love him
Every day I am grateful
to have such a wonderful man
in my life.

What a blessing it is!
There is nothing better in life,
than my husband!  

When he enjoys tinkering
with his cars,
I am truly happy for him and
I share in his joy.

I want to grow old with Dave
I want to retire with him.
We want to retire to Oregon.

I want to LOVE him
Until my dying breath.

Id like to be with him,
Forever.

Beyond Death,
As well.

I believe Love
transcends death.
 Aug 2015
ajit peter
A hearts wish
A heart doth miss
Dreams of bliss

Wandered in thoughts grey
Few said I got to pray
Society's wrath am the prey
At dawn awaiting sun's ray

In distress an arm to hold
A love never sold
Almighty may tis clay thou mold
By my heart stood I need acts bold

May tis heart give joy
To sadness happiness and joy
Tis a society's ploy
Chained to life's ploy

Live free fly to sky
Fear not high to fly
None can buy
A soul on fire

To give and live

To love and let love
Humanity as one
To a good friend in hp
 Aug 2015
eunsung aka Silas
the divine flame burns
even in cold dark rainy nights
10w
 Aug 2015
Joe Cole
Grey forbidding skies
Wet, dreary
I dream of warm sunshine
Tropical nights
Of your soft body pressed against mine
The sweet taste of your lips as we kiss

But all I see is rain

I close my eyes, open my mind
You are here beside me
Making love
You are mine
A million stars look down
A lovers moon above
We care not for anything as our bodies entwine
I gaze into your eyes
Sensual, satisfied
The sweet aftermath of love
Relaxed in my arms
Bodies still joined
One last kiss
We sleep with a smile

But it was just a dream
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