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 Dec 2014
wordvango
her eyes were blond
a breast of Valentines
awestruck, we was by
*** that stuck out into yesterday and a face that
would make you     kiss her dad,
a friend of mine, stuck an elbow
into my rib and said, she's lookin'
at you. I knew she was.
But, was it because i was droolin'
 Dec 2014
wordvango
a treatise on compatibility this is theoretically
presented
by a linguist with limited trigonometry sense
   and since the heart beats and is 360 degrees
I sought out a tangent to measure her with
    or sine to figure out logically
whether we were compatible
             like functionally
on a straight line or tangentially
    perpendicularly
in degree and cosines or measurement mathematically
similar
then found no co-efficient to portray
her smile
fell out of my array
with nothing else
to equal
her.
 Dec 2014
Kelly Rose
A festive time
we share
Slowly now
the light shall return

The Winter Solstice
is upon us

From one
who always goes
left instead of right

May joy and happiness
find you
as the light
slowly returns

May the gentle
touch of Eirene
live within your soul
Easing
any weariness
that has taken its toll

Not only for today
but for all the
days that follow

Happy Holidays everyone

May this 1st day of Winter
find you wrapped
in warmth
Leaving strife
on the outside
While you are
toasting and celebrating life
12/21/2014
 Dec 2014
WickedHope
All I want this year is
Just a little bottle
Or a little jar
With a little something
To make me a lot forgetful
About you
Because I'm tired
Of memories
About you
Christmas or otherwise
Andrew, why?
 Dec 2014
Sjr1000
Maybe baby
You'll come on home with me
maybe baby
our love will find its way

Love will take you
by its hand,
you'll fall full throttle
under its command
love will make you see
open up your heart to me

Maybe baby
you'll come out and play with me
maybe baby
our love will have its day

Love it rises
love it falls
a roller coaster ride
for the
heart
the mind
the body
all

Maybe baby
our love will set us free
maybe baby
we'll take a chance and see

Love it sings
love it dances
love romances
It puts you in
blazing
ecstatic trances

Maybe baby
we can find our way
maybe baby
today is our day
maybe baby
you'll come on home
with me.
Yikes, there was an actual Buddy Holly song Maybe Baby released in 1958. It doesn't go anything like the poem but credit where credit is due. I didn't know the song but thanks Buddy!
 Dec 2014
axr
No, I am not fighting back any remorse
It's my soul he needs to hunt
before I collapse on the floor

She is not damaged
just a little hurt
I could live with her on any planet
or under a curse.

I can send him on a quest
to unravel my soul.
For years, I can watch his green eyes
turn to gold.
I don't sense anything sinister
Maybe for once, I can unsheathe myself
to this patient listener

Stars are strung through my soul
as I try to keep myself in the corner of my eye.
This bus maybe going downtown
but I couldn't feel any closer to heaven

Look me in the eye, won't you?
Or just give me a faint smile
Let me discover all of you
even if it takes me a lifetime
In this bus, I see only the two of us
Inch your hand closer to mine
I promise I am not a Succubus
Let me take off this veil
from my heart.
Hold it. It was beating for you anyway
If you're my true love;
we shall never part
You're no angel yet I can see your halo.
We are not trapped in the dark.
Together,we can chase rainbows.

Now that we have our hands intertwined
could the same be done for our hearts?
Believe me, it won't disturb the Ma'at.
Just two hearts beating together
connected by the truth's feather
just stay there, let green meld into brown
let me turn that frown upside down

I wait for when a second outweighs the day,
so that we'll have the wishes we hoped we may
Like dancing in the rain with fiery hearts
that connect be put out,or torn apart
An unbridled joy that forever interlocks
the fibres of our souls, as we forget of clocks.
Ma'at : Egyptian personification of Balance. Feather of truth:it was often worn by Ma'at

Aerial: Male voice.most of it is written by Frank,just a few sentences by me.
Italic: Female voice. I don't even remember who wrote what so I'll leave it to you to guess!
final part of my collab 'Solumate boulevard' with Frank! He is so sweet and talented *virtually high-fives him*
Go,stalk him! I meant go high-five him...
http://hellopoetry.com/frank-ruland/
 Dec 2014
Amber K
Just give me a reason to keep my heart beating...
Hey guys. I'm new here. Got introduced by a friend that goes by the name of "Kiyuki Ishida" on this site.
Check his stuff out btw
 Dec 2014
Jacob
I have yet
to truly find
a happy poet.
 Dec 2014
r
i saw the movie, once
- a sad one

this time i am hoping
things will be different -

good, friends
should be allowed
to be friends -

Viva Cuba.

r ~ 12/18/14
Viva Cuba!
 Dec 2014
NuurSeraph
Ahhh…you, yes You
…You know,
it’s in the motion
Funneling
Swiftly
Unrelenting
in the follow-through
Persisting
Politely
Unyielding
until too
deeply
with gravity
hooks that hold me
together much better
leave me
such a tease
to have been baited from
those who rest among
the Placid Pond.

Ahhhh…you, yes You
…You must,
Trust me to breed seeds
wild and much bigger
Sprouting out
from the past
walk-about shoe's
aftermath
of my grooves
& the steps that I take

Five hundred and twenty eight
hertz a lot sweeter
the more trips that you make
On Love’s circular soundtracks
Another round of aftershocks
& Gods' greatest flashbacks.

Ahhh…you know, yes You…
…You now,
Avert eyes straight
A head of You
Shift faces
into
five-
dimensional
View.

Super-vision is suggested
but not yet required
of the diametrically
opposed Divina
to whom you've inspired.
all of Life will rise to surface and come full circle.

A fun free form...it cultured itself without much purposeful direction, however I am rereading and I think I am taking a little lighthearted jab at myself for being such a silly ******...I must laugh or I would cry.
Laughing works for me....
 Dec 2014
Marie Christine
sometimes
nightmares don't
end when
we open
our eyes
they only
become real
 Dec 2014
Kelly Rose
Beware the sighting
of the Raven

They are her messengers
harbingers
of salvation or doom

Warriors
pay homage to her
to avoid the tomb

But she walks alone...

Mists swirl around her
as the battle
rages on

Mortal men
are wise
to honor
or flee her

She has the power...

The power
to heal
to protect
to choose...

To choose
life or death
for you
12/16/2014
Celtic Goddess
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