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DieingEmbers Jul 2012
We sleep in seperate beds...

thousands of miles apart

and yet

we share one dream.
Jul 2012 · 563
Untitled
DieingEmbers Jul 2012
I misjudged the fall and broke more than my legs
Hearts should come with airbags
Jul 2012 · 601
Au Naturel
DieingEmbers Jul 2012
A plain white rose without any scent is still beautiful.
A poem to all women that prefere not to hide behind make up and overpowering perfumes
Jul 2012 · 317
In Print My Soul
DieingEmbers Jul 2012
Ink my skin with all the words I cannot speak.
Is this not the root of poetry the need to show what cannot be said
Jul 2012 · 334
Two Scared
DieingEmbers Jul 2012
I saw the spider

he saw me

we both ran
DieingEmbers Jul 2012
( A lakeside moonlit and still reflects softly her pain...)


Beneath heavens gaze am I found lonely
finding solace in this peaceful place
and here my pain so clearly shown me
upon my own sweet tear stained face
my eyes are stars so softly fallen
tracing lines on cheeks burned red
reflect my heart so often stallen
when ache and need have turned to dread
for where by night canst my love be
when at my side his place grows cold
my heart a fragile dove set free
to doubt the flight of words once told

but wait by sooth as footsteps hasten...

( Her lover appears red faced and breathless...)

My love my light my inner aches
I fear that I may tarry not
for now your father this way makes
make haste and leave this chasten plot
for I would die a thousand times
for sake of one sweet moment shared
for he hath deemed our meetings crimes
and swore my life would not be spared
so by all that I call holy
take thy leave and leave me be
but knowest this I love you wholly
now take this kiss and pray now flee...

( she leaves as her father appears sword drawn)

Thy knave thy cad thy solemn cur
that dares to court my daughters heart
now face me here my cowardly ser
that could not face me from the start
how many nights hast thou hidden
beneath the veil of given night
and rough shod or' my good name ridden
keeping your love from honest sight
I couldst forgive my daughter truely
if she herself had made this known
but I must hear it from others cruelly
and now for shame thou will atone


To be continued...
Ser is olde sir
Jul 2012 · 1.4k
Cheek to Cheek (2x10w)
DieingEmbers Jul 2012
Let me lie within your gentle arms
sharing one dream...

inhaling second hand breaths
recycling softly your whispered promises.
Jul 2012 · 714
The price of love making
DieingEmbers Jul 2012
I earned your love...

then spent it

upon bed sheets.
Jul 2012 · 491
Twice Removed
DieingEmbers Jul 2012
Tis not
the honest sweat of work
but pleasure
that makes transparent our love
as it does thy cotton dress
drenched
by sudden rains that cooled our ardor
causing laughter to replace
the playfulness
of moans upon our lips
come now my love
and let me once more remove your clothes
and warm you
in my arms.
DieingEmbers Jul 2012
Thy breath
my balm on fevered brow
when er' night terrors
chase me from my sleep
and I am cradled in your arms
a frightened child once more
and there in that solemn
solitary kiss
the ****** of all that ails
my troubled mind
and in those three words
is comfort found


youre safe now
Jul 2012 · 238
R.S.V.P (10w)
DieingEmbers Jul 2012
P.T.O because I like it better that way.
P.T.O is abbreviation for please turn over as used in letter writing in England.
Jul 2012 · 245
In Pane
DieingEmbers Jul 2012
Like Alice
I too became lost
within
the looking glass.
In the mirror is a man that only looks like me
Jul 2012 · 285
On my back
DieingEmbers Jul 2012
You walked all over me...


and lady

I loved it.
Barefoot or stiletto
Jul 2012 · 449
Satisfaction (10w)
DieingEmbers Jul 2012
Its big enough to satisfy any woman...




but it's mine.
Take that look off your face I meant a large bar of chocolate ... lol
Jul 2012 · 600
To Me ... You Are
DieingEmbers Jul 2012
You are the beauty of each flower
and the blush on every bloom
you are the touch of April shower
and the forests sweet perfume

You are the bay aflame at sunset
and the beach beneath my feet
you are the ripples of the ocean
and the warmth of summer heat

You are the desert and the prarie
the rolling hills atopped with snow
you are as gentle as the daisies
and the rain that makes them grow

You are the laughter of the river
and the birdsong in the pine
you are the meadows and the mountains
but best of all you're mine.
Jul 2012 · 589
The garden dragon
DieingEmbers Jul 2012
The dragon in the garden
breathed out a lonely sigh
for he longed to know the beauty
of the spritely butterfly
as she danced with Rose and Lilly
and with sweet William shared her day
she called upon  sweet Poppy
and Daisy by the way
and all the time he pondered
why it was she never came
as he sighed a breath of perfume
for this dragon had no flame.
Flowers have feelings too
DieingEmbers Jul 2012
And on the seventh day

he paused...

shaking his head.
Even in the beginning man was a ungrateful child that took more than his share from nature
Jul 2012 · 598
Feed the Birds
DieingEmbers Jul 2012
I fritter away my bread
to keep
the sparrows happy
Jul 2012 · 1.2k
Sweet Dreams My Love
DieingEmbers Jul 2012
As spring sprung once more within the mind
or is it I sprung spring
in rising
awakened from dreams of you
dancing bare foot
through the corridors of my soul
leading me
toward the edge and daring me
to jump
to plunge myself freely
into the dark waters of uncertainty
and there find you once more
waiting
laughing
arms open and outstretched...

as once more I awake
alone
from dreams of you
my love
with sunlight dancing soft
upon my skin
mimicking your touch

I laugh
for fear
that I should awaken once more
to find you are
my love


but a dream.
Jul 2012 · 889
A warm heart
DieingEmbers Jul 2012
Argers heart burns bright
her warmth felt throughout the room
where nana bakes fresh home made bread
Sunpat cheese spread and pork dripping wait
upon a plain white kitchen table
where grandad laces tight his ******* boots
a canvas bag beside him dirt stained smells like peppermints
he looks at me and smiles handing me a stick of liquorice

"for later"

snap packed boots fastened he cuts and spreads the slices of hot fresh bread
jacket and trilby taken down and worn he leaves to walk to where
he works
in absolute darkness he remembers the argers heart burning bright and smiles.
I come from a very long line of coal miners grandfathers uncles cousins father myself and my brother we all cut coal in absolute darkness. Snap is a packed lunch, arger a wood burning stove, Sunpat cheese spread was luminous orange and tasted delicious but was sadly discontinued I'm guessing because of E numbers
Jul 2012 · 424
Daily Routine.
DieingEmbers Jul 2012
I sit
by the window
waiting
watching
same time every day.
My daughters dog Molly knows exactly what time she comes home from school every day.
Jul 2012 · 309
Somebody and Nobody
DieingEmbers Jul 2012
Somebody spoke quietly
but
Nobody heard him
all the same.
Just an idea for a childrens book somebody nobody everybody busybody etc lol
Jul 2012 · 1.8k
Carry Me Daddy
DieingEmbers Jul 2012
First I cradled as I carried you
then upon my shoulders or piggy back
then later in my wallet smiling
and now as then
and forever
I will always carry you
in my heart.
Jul 2012 · 3.9k
Scent
DieingEmbers Jul 2012
You linger still...
your
perfume embedded deep
within my memory
DieingEmbers Jul 2012
Trapped
within the confinements
of self built
walls

I am both prisoner

and jailer...


a cell without a door

a skyline without a window

Visited by faceless voices
my only hope
of escape

Is You.
Jul 2012 · 1.4k
In a Fashion
DieingEmbers Jul 2012
Her skin was perfectly tanned
yet
so cold
and lifeless.
They **** for food not sport or fashion you never see a lioness wearing an antelope skin so why do we the so called higher species
Jul 2012 · 659
I saw a Faery
DieingEmbers Jul 2012
I saw a faery
I think that she saw me
though mummy said
maybe instead
it was a bumble bee

I saw a faery
I know I did I cry
But daddy said
maybe instead
it was a butterfly

I saw a faery
I know I did I squeak
and grandpa said
by the flower bed
I too saw her last week
If mom and dad say no go ask grandad - a saying in England
Jul 2012 · 4.6k
Caring or Carer
DieingEmbers Jul 2012
You suffer with depression

yet it's I

taking the meds.
Our families and loved ones suffer from our depression be it because they feel unable to help or because we say things hurtful things we just don't mean
Jul 2012 · 753
Damning Myself
DieingEmbers Jul 2012
Mood swings

eratic pendulum...

knocking aside
            those closest
                             To Me.
Jul 2012 · 851
Jacobs jungle adventures
DieingEmbers Jul 2012
The jungles dense down by the fence
with daisies tall as trees,
where butterflies so softly rise
upon a summers breeze.

There's beetles too of black and blue
and orange white and red,
plus bumble bees with hairy knees
out by the flower bed.

Then by the pond beneath a frond
a mouse of purest white,
takes from a sack his hat and mac
a sword and compass bright.

Today he seeks the jagged peaks
of old mount rockery,
where it is told a land of gold
lays in the shrubbery.
Still working on
Jul 2012 · 1.0k
Title suggestions please
DieingEmbers Jul 2012
He sails the seas in search of cheese
salt crackers and fresh bread,
pickles and jam and maybe ham
and apples green and red.

As salt waves Lap he checks his map
His compass points him east,
to cracked plate isle where with a smile
he hopes to find his feast.

He takes the oar and rows once more
past wrecks of sunken chips
where octopi with beady eye
swim slow beneath his ship

Beneath the calm a suckered arm
shoots out and grabs the sail
Struggling to stand his sword in hand
he strikes to no avail

As out the blue another two
take hold upon his boat
a crack a crash as others bash
he fights to stay afloat

His sword goes whack the arm pulls back
the octopus descends
Sobbing wet tears he reappears
and said can't we be friends

For I've no one for they've all gone
and left me here he said
So can we please travel the seas
in search of bread and cheese

Jacob said aye and winked his eye
and said this will be fun
Friendship he thought cannot be bought
it must with love be won

Friendship be said beats cheese and bread
laughter sweeter than jam
I wish you could feel half as good
and happy as I am
Working on latest Jacob pirate poem for publisher thought I'd run it by you for criticism .. In search of bread and cheese should be cheese and bread will edit later as not sure of final two stanzas

Instead of last two stanzas thought maybe this one



Jacob said aye and winked his eye
and offered him his paw
so with a smile to cracked plate isle
as friends they sailed once more.
Jul 2012 · 501
Frenchie
DieingEmbers Jul 2012
She painted her lips
With mine...

adding deeper shades
of colour
to my cheeks

as in her eyes
I saw
reflected soft
my blush

As I had tasted my first kiss
upon anothers
tongue.
I cocked it up big time clashed teeth and forgot to breath lol ah memories
Jul 2012 · 552
Angels and Daemons
DieingEmbers Jul 2012
You are no angel
with wings of white
nor halo of gold

and yet...

when my daemons sought me
you gave me shelter
in your arms

this may not be Heaven
but by your touch alone...


I am spared Hell
Jul 2012 · 6.6k
Anal
DieingEmbers Jul 2012
drop em'

spread em'

bend...

Now meet

my

little friend.
Time for a check up for prostrate cancer not what you were thinking lol
Jul 2012 · 479
The Truthful Ones
DieingEmbers Jul 2012
Your eyes said

I love you...

cause lips can lie.
Jul 2012 · 344
Play With Me
DieingEmbers Jul 2012
No...
don't stop

I'm almost there

yes........yes


now spin again.
Twister the fun family game... Go on what where you thinking lol
Jul 2012 · 3.3k
Toilet Humour
DieingEmbers Jul 2012
It may only be
morning wood
but why waste it
Jul 2012 · 890
The price of Independance
DieingEmbers Jul 2012
Independence came with chains
and intolerance
and death
and war.
Slavery the Indian nations the buffalo the American Civil War
Jul 2012 · 2.2k
Grease Paint
DieingEmbers Jul 2012
Painted faces
parade
the fairground...

laughing


then came the clowns.
Less is more... More natural and More beautiful.
Jul 2012 · 334
Joe
DieingEmbers Jul 2012
Joe
When he smiles
I smile

when he cries
I'm lost
Lost as in I feel so helpless as his tears pain me deeply because of how much he means to me my bigman my three year old grandson
Jul 2012 · 989
Raffles
DieingEmbers Jul 2012
Raffles
stole their hearts

and then...

he stole
their jewelry.
Raffle was a gentleman cat burglar
Jul 2012 · 737
Tiny Picasso ( bumble bee )
DieingEmbers Jul 2012
Tiny Picasso
paints abstract lines
of colour
upon my roses.
The bees have turned my yellow roses Orange red and burnished gold
DieingEmbers Jul 2012
What lick from any other tongue but thine
could raise ones heart from foulest pit,
and coupled with those eyes that shine
with untold laughter mirth and wit.
Wouldst thou but be my only friend
I wouldst not fear nor here complain,
for thou art my morn and my days end
that knows my deepest joys and pain.
Many times alone hath I spoke to thee
and in silent companionship hast thou listened,
though not once hast thou here answered me
with words unsaid but by eyes that glistened.
You took upon yourself my pain my all
and never once here left my side,
for all you ask a bone a ball
my dearest friend by me abide.
For a contest on Allpoetry dedicated to my three year old Yorkshire Terrier Tansy
Jul 2012 · 617
Counting the days
DieingEmbers Jul 2012
I was free

you were too

Until
     we both...


                became one.
Jul 2012 · 784
Cartwheels
DieingEmbers Jul 2012
Turning cartwheels
in golden corn
making her own
crop circles.
Jun 2012 · 2.1k
Duet
DieingEmbers Jun 2012
Awaken my heart
with song
that I too may
sing.
Morning kisses
Jun 2012 · 577
Venus Arisen
DieingEmbers Jun 2012
She rises from the sea...

my Venus arisen

her suit wet and clinging
her curves pronounced,

no bond girl
ever left a man as shaken as I...

as she sways
slicking back her hair

smiling.

The sun kissed skin
glistening
as shades slide over a hundred
hungry eyes

pretending not to see.

But I see

and smile

as she is mine and mine alone

my Venus arisen.
Jun 2012 · 690
Nature Comforts Me
DieingEmbers Jun 2012
Lazing in the arms of nature

beneath
the warmth of passion...

whilst gentle breaths
enflame my skin

tenderly held and stroked lovingly

a smile creeps in shadow

slowly across my lips.

For sun breeze and unmown grass
so comfort me

when you cannot.
Jun 2012 · 1.2k
Lemonade with a hint of Port
DieingEmbers Jun 2012
Drinking lemonade with a hint of port
ice
fruit
and bendy straw

thinking lemonade with a hint of port
nice
cute
and I want more
DieingEmbers Jun 2012
I taste her tears...

still wet upon her trembling lips
and break

the ache of one so gentle
almost too much to bear.

I kiss her eyes
the pain so tangible runs deep

fresh wounds criss cross older faded scars
upon her ashen cheeks.

I kiss her forehead
and try to tell her... I'm here

she does not hear

as she leaves me without moving
I realise sometimes words are not enough.
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