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899 · Aug 2012
second hand lipstick
DieingEmbers Aug 2012
I wear your lipstick gladly...

every time

you kiss me.
899 · Nov 2012
Sign Language 10w
DieingEmbers Nov 2012
Poets
are the true masters
of signing their inner thoughts
For poets use their hands to speak their words
898 · Jan 2013
Paradise
DieingEmbers Jan 2013
I'd rather
spend one moment
in your arms...

than an whole eternity
in Heaven.
897 · Jan 2013
Mommas Boy and Proud Of It
DieingEmbers Jan 2013
Monmas boy!          You gonna cry?
Yes ...

because I'm stronger than you

I'm not afraid like you

I have feelings unlike you

tears don't make me weak
and loving my momma
makes me no less of a man

I'm not crying cause you hurt me
I'm crying because the one in pain is you

Too afraid to show emotion

How will you ever truly love
or welcome home your new born child

if you're trying too hard to be the man

your father


Made you


Be.
897 · Dec 2012
After the Goodbyes
DieingEmbers Dec 2012
Whenever you leave me
I find myself
listening
for your heart-beat
within the songs
you linked me...

I search out
your smile reflected gently
within each emoticon
and lol message sent daily...

If only your touch
could be so easily found
amongst your words
offering some semblance of sweet comfort
to my aching heart

so until tomorrow
when you again reach out
to hold me close

I bid you goodnight and God speed
for time apart is truly
such sweet
sorrow.
Thanks to Shakespeare for the sweet sorrow line
896 · Oct 2012
Comforting Scent
DieingEmbers Oct 2012
Aromatherapy heals by scent alone
you're scent alone healed me
At night when blind the scents present often comfort us enough to sleep again
891 · Dec 2012
Young Dreams
DieingEmbers Dec 2012
I'll never sleep with you

for why would I....


Why would I care to sleep
when I can spend
these quiet moments

alone
with you

gazing upon your night time beauty.

For in the moonlight
I have seen you
as no other
man can dare to claim

for here
you are more than daytime woman
more than mother lover friend
here
you are the carefree breeze
flowing softly over fields of lavender
where bare feet dance
and a young girl turns cartwheels
laughing at rain clouds

here you are the promise of summer
and the beauty of autumn
where hands weave daisies
and a young girl explodes in crimson and gold
laughing at falling leaves

Here you are the essence of memories
that paint or' the now with then
where lips first tasted kisses
and a young girl led me toward the future
laughing at my first blush

here you bear lines etched with poetry
and eyes that tell the many stories
of love of life the ups and downs we've shared
as our young boys now run and jump and play
laughing as you again turn cartwheels

and young mens heads.
890 · May 2012
Jigsaw Heart
DieingEmbers May 2012
My loves a battered box
with odd shapes
of wood
oak yew and pine
carved
with hearts
from time to time.

A mis matched
assortment
of broken pieces
glued
and repainted
though with age
the pictures
tainted.

Theirs no picture
on the lid
that's long since
faded
by the water damage
tears
from eyes
past players
jaded.

I hope you understand
this is more
than just
a toy
this is the
very essence
of a
very lonely boy.

Close the box
if you
can't help me
leave it there upon
the shelf
and let the pieces
feel untouched
as I do
within my self.
889 · Jul 2012
taking in the scenery
DieingEmbers Jul 2012
I trace the lay lines
from mountain peak to shaded valley
via open plains and private land...

as blue skies and crimson sunset's smile

turns to laughter.
888 · Mar 2012
By Candle Light
DieingEmbers Mar 2012
wisps of perfumed steam
slow dance
by candle light
casting soft shadows
upon drawn bathroom blind.
Rose petals float lazily
kissing the contours
of your silken skin
as you dream
in wisps of perfumed steam
slow dancing.
DieingEmbers Jun 2013
A life without love is not living

It's

merely existing
882 · May 2012
The Tribes of Midnight
DieingEmbers May 2012
We are the tribes of midnight
that walk the hour glass sand,
with eyes forever open
as we seek the promised land.

We wear bed sheets of mourning
and pillows on ours heads,
as we ride lost together
upon worn out feather beds.

If you should see us coming
be sure to close your eyes,
or else be forced to join us
where nobody ever lies.
The last line as a double meaning
881 · Jan 2013
Let it Snow 10w
DieingEmbers Jan 2013
Shoes off and kettle on
time for tea
and
crumpet
Double meaning as always
880 · Jul 2012
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
880 · Feb 2012
Michigan Moon
DieingEmbers Feb 2012
Michigan moon
how I envy you...

To spend each night with her
soft reflected in her eyes,

you see all...

You are the highlights in her hair
the light flush upon her cheek

you are the smile she flashes a friend
and you are there

you see all...

You are the slice of lemon in her drink
the comfort see seeks on sleepless night
you are memories of childhood

you see all...

Michigan moon
forgive me my envious nature

show to me but once her smile
that I too may bask in it's natural beauty

and pray

Let me see all.
879 · Oct 2012
Play With It (sensual)
DieingEmbers Oct 2012
Should I spread em'
here on the table ?

Tempting the eyes
hot to the touch
soft against your lips

taste it
mmm
bite it
eat it
mmm
good boy




would you like another slice ?
Toast what did you think it was about lol and the title is a take on don't play with your food
879 · Nov 2012
The Gift
DieingEmbers Nov 2012
Her Handcuffs
jingle
like sleigh bells
as Christmas comes early.
878 · Dec 2012
Goodnight is not Goodbye
DieingEmbers Dec 2012
Tis time this poet put to bed
all the words he's yet unsaid
or written down to here be read
but fear ye not I will

So rest ye well and all good night
I'll see you come the morning light
as darkness once more put to flight
by sunlight on the sill

Sweet dreams to all my friends
DieingEmbers Mar 2013
Eye fink
hive fourgotten
two tern
mi
whoretoe
cowrecktore hon
Sick of it spelling for me so thought I'd upset it lol
877 · Jun 2012
Free Falling Without Air
DieingEmbers Jun 2012
Fingers free fall
through perfumed hair...

blending
light with shade
and
shadowed veil
ethereal
it's touch to calliused hands
yet strong
enough to bind me
here
spellbound in silence
almost daring
Not
to breath for fear
I would
in some small way
dispel
this perfect moment

free falling

without air.
877 · Nov 2012
Park Rules (not)
DieingEmbers Nov 2012
No walking on the grass
no batheing in the sun
no kites no dogs no ball games
no daring to have fun

No pictures no video
no painting rural scenes
No kissing and no cuddling
no toddlers and no teens

No picnics no ice cream
no drinks and no smokes
no reading and no learning
no adults or old folks

No music no dancing
no poets or mime
no playwrites or theatre
no honest use of time

No entry no exit
no trying to make light
no I am not joking
now get out of my sight.
Too many rules and their only getting dafter
877 · Jul 2012
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
874 · Jun 2013
Into Every Life....
DieingEmbers Jun 2013
Your eyes forecast
the coming of showers...

your persona gloomy
forever overcast by dark clouds

whether I say...


I love you

Or

not.
Weather I say I love you or not.
869 · Mar 2012
Heart on my sleeve
DieingEmbers Mar 2012
This pain is not of Cupid born
nor borne on winds of nights repose,
tis more the ache of being torn
from your sweet lips at evenings close.

This pain in not of teenage crush
more so of one whom knows in truth,
that so much said within the hush
and love with time will offer proof.

This pain is not of heartache shed
nor is it by your parting torn,
for this is but the path we tred
as we part ways each given morn.

So till tonight I'll bid my leave
and wear your heart upon my sleeve.
866 · Sep 2012
Young and Foolish
DieingEmbers Sep 2012
Sharing a bag of chips and scraps
and running from the rain
beneath the band stand kissing
and riding on the main
corn fields and meadows
and walks within the park
spending time like millionaires
together after dark
daisy chains and faery rings
the jewelry of the young
whom sing the songs of lovers
the older ones once sung
cornets full of ice-cream
and trumpets full of scent
accompanying our laughter
as our childhoods mis spent
I offered you the moon and stars
you promised me forever
as we cuddled close together
in the chill of winters weather
so many memories my love
bring you to me each day
and may the simple things in life
forever feel this way
Chips n scraps potato cut in thin slices and fish batter pieces. The main is the bus service. Trumpets are heads of flowers
866 · Dec 2012
Relax, I'm But A Dream Away
DieingEmbers Dec 2012
May the silken touch
of scented sheets
embrace you
may the gentleness
of cotton kisses
calm you
may the dreams you dream
be sweet
and the time
alone
pass quickly...

till once more your silken arms
embrace me
and your cool kisses
calm me
as again you share with me
our one

special

dream

come true.
860 · Apr 2013
Just Desserts.
DieingEmbers Apr 2013
Her cream white hand
whose touch
turned my legs to jelly
as I soaked up her attention
like a sponge
as hundreds of thousands
of images
bowled through my mind

but too late
I realised she was only

triffeling
with my affections
850 · Jun 2013
That's Not Me ... I Am
DieingEmbers Jun 2013
I am no soldier
but I come under fire
each and ev'ry day

I am no sailor
but I've been all at sea
drowning in salt waters

I am no pilot
but I've oft been shot down
and crashed and so often burned

I am only me
but whom I am I made
and if you don't like it............ TUFF
TUFF..tough- in England it means  ( who cares what you think you don't matter or so what hard cheese you can't have what you want )
850 · Feb 2012
Mind Unmoored
DieingEmbers Feb 2012
Insomnia stole my dreams from me
and dropped them in a hole,
dug into my phsychy
deep within my soul.

My mind unmoored left drifting
in a sea of restless nights,
drownding in the darkness
of a world devoid of lights.
845 · Oct 2012
Ache and Memories 10w x 2
DieingEmbers Oct 2012
How long must I ache alone

asked

my breaking heart.


Until such time as I can forget

Replied

my mind.
DieingEmbers Jun 2012
You cause me to rise
and then enjoy my fall.
842 · Sep 2012
Feeling Down
DieingEmbers Sep 2012
Suicidal spiral
swigging soda with beta blocker chasers
self destructive thoughts
ricochet
bruising both ego and id
DNA swabs taken from blood stained nails
confirm my guilt
darkness swallows me whole
spitting me out
in pieces
shattered mind rattling
within an aching skull
fists clenched
stomach tight tied in knots
reminding me
always
of my pain


Silent screams within a gaping mouth
eyes hollow
sunken
as funeral dirge
takes me to the bridge

I fall
fail to catch myself in time

Pass the meds

pass the bottle



pass me by.......
Take me to the bridge is a musical term it's also a play of the painting the scream
841 · May 2012
Sleepy Eyes
DieingEmbers May 2012
Share with me your sweetest dreams
let me here beside you rest,
now take me to thy bussom
that i may suckle at thy breast.
Feed me milk of human kindness
as your heart plays lullabies,
and gentle kisses wet my bald head
as I close my sleepy eyes.
Let daddy know I love him
as I know that he loves me,
as he turns down my blankets
in my bright pink nursery.
So until tomorrow
when I wake you with a scream,
share with me dear mother
your sweetest softest dream.
841 · May 2013
Ting Jun
DieingEmbers May 2013
There's a poet here you may have missed
go check her out I must insist
encourage her as you all did me
and welcome her into our family.


:)
I just feel that as a family we should welcome newcomers with open arms.
839 · Apr 2012
Heart Shaped Pillow
DieingEmbers Apr 2012
your heart my pillow
baring the weight
of troubled
mind.
We all wish to share our partners burdens easing their pain
837 · Jul 2012
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
837 · Feb 2012
A Mile In My Shoes
DieingEmbers Feb 2012
You say walk a mile in your shoes...

Fine.

Now you do the same...

Here's mine.

The souls well worn
from front to back...

One size fits all
the colour black.

The leathers aged
and see that crack?

That's paranoid anti social depression...

What

You want your shoes back.
Crack as in cracked meaning mental mad , fit as in bouts of mood or personality swings, black as in depression. And yes one size fits all
Still wanna walk a mile in my shied
835 · Mar 2012
Unheard Tears
DieingEmbers Mar 2012
You are mist
when the warmth of lonely days
meets the chill
of nights empty arms
and my tears
cry out for you unheard.
834 · Sep 2012
Food With Bite
DieingEmbers Sep 2012
My mother said beware the pips
and wipe your chin and sticky lips
now bin the skin and tidy up
put away your plate and cup

Or Else....


The watermelon tiger comes
with great white teeth and flashing eyes
he hungers for your sticky thumbs
and feasts upon your anguished cries

he gobbles down your fingers four
and licks his lips with growing glee
then in a flash he eats four more
and laps upon your misery

He licks your face to check for juice
and nibbles at your mucky chin
searching out seeds still hanging loose
giving him chance to tuck right in

Mummy mummy keep him away
I'll wash and scrub and brush and clean
pray let him far from me now stay
for I'm afraid he sounds so mean

So eat your food with gusto kids
and leave the kitchen like a swamp
but dont you dare shut tight your lids
as he will come to chomp Chomp CHOMP
833 · Dec 2012
Cut and Delete
DieingEmbers Dec 2012
You want me to stop loving you...

fine
then here's a knife

cut my heart
from my naked chest.

You want me to stop saying I love you...

fine
take these scissors

cut my tongue
from my open mouth.

You want me not to feel love for you...

fine
take this axe
and chop off my hands.

Happy Now In your ignorance

for love is not in the heart or word
nor is it in touch

love is deeper
way beyond the understanding of you and I

for love once given
can never be taken backnor taken from one

it's the scent
you wear unnoticed upon your skin

the image of a smile
that lifts you when others knock you down

it's the uncertainty and the doubt
made trivial beneath the weight of promises
and kisses

it's here
it's all of me and more

for love lives on
long after you or I my dear

erase me from your life
your photographs and video collection

but
I'll still be playing on your mind

24/7
832 · Jan 2013
New Years Eve
DieingEmbers Jan 2013
Lipstick stained wine glass
lays upturned ...

a discarded stocking draped
across it's stem

as alcohol shed her inhibitions

one item of clothing at a time.
Eve as in first woman to tempt a man
832 · Mar 2013
Pillow Spork. 10w
DieingEmbers Mar 2013
Her body ached his as gentle spooning

became frenzied  


forking
830 · Mar 2012
The Moons Lament
DieingEmbers Mar 2012
The sun won't shine this morning
the clouds won't let him play,
they've covered him in mourning
and stole his warmth away.

The moon can't find her lover
and the stars fall as tears,
as the clouds thickly cover
the one she's sought for years.

The stars failed to console her
as darkness slow returns,
blown kisses to make better
the love the clouds have spurned.

She dreams of eclipses old
when they two were as one,
yet now she feels so cold
wond'ring where her love as gone.
830 · Dec 2012
Now I'm Not Him
DieingEmbers Dec 2012
You Love me now
but what bout then
when
I was like those other men
brash and crude boyishly rude
toying with women like my food
I wasn't me not then not yet
so would you have loved me.. had we met
I bet
you wouldn't have couldn't have any sense you shouldn't have
best to know me now matured with age
the silver Tongue the gilt edged page
love me now forget my past
now that the dye of embers cast.
829 · Mar 2013
R.E.M.ember I Love You.
DieingEmbers Mar 2013
It's raining again tonight my love...

the sweet calming lullaby
of wettened
window panes

tear streaked

yet tightly shut
and
softly kissed

sweet dreams held in rems

of you.
Rem = rapid eye movements
829 · Apr 2013
The Fault In Our Scars.
DieingEmbers Apr 2013
Oh blessed night devoid of light
no shadows and no stars
thy gentleness and sweet caress
as healed my many scars

How we have wept as others slept
the sleep we are denied
for no one knew I ran to you
and in your arms I died

Take me with you when day breaks through
and let this life be done
for I desire my fun'ral pyre
to shame the rising sun

Oh solemnly I swear to thee
that I can take no more
the pain the ache of each daybreak
is killing me for sure
A play on a book title
DieingEmbers Oct 2012
No babbling brook
nor songbird
er' compared
to her laughter.

:) :) :) :) + :) :) :) :)

No wild Rose
nor deer
er' compared
with her beauty
827 · Apr 2012
Thorns
DieingEmbers Apr 2012
You art the Rose

           the scent

that masks...


          The knife.
827 · Feb 2012
Weather Worn Rocking Chairs
DieingEmbers Feb 2012
Out upon the porch they sit
weather worn
freshly painted White
by winter snow,

silently they await the coming spring
and the added
warmth of company.

Where we will rest ourselves within their arms
as you share with me
Southern hospitality
in a glass of home made lemonade.

The night time breeze
wafts the scent of early buds
and apple pie
cooling upon the kitchen cill.

Falling stars
that once graced the
heavens with their beauty
fade into darkness
in comparrison with your eyes.

I smile
happy just to steal a few extra moments
from the busy day
to be alone with you and you alone

my love.
826 · Oct 2012
Guilty Pleasure
DieingEmbers Oct 2012
Almost feels like voyeurism
as I
undetected by you side
watch
as you sleep...

always a hares breath
from waking
you
just so I may kiss
once more
those perfect lips
tasting upon them my name
murmured softly
as you snuggle deeper
into the gentle depths of your pillow
that so cradles those
perfect features I long
to take in my hands
gazing deeply into your eyes
hoping to see myself
reflected there
always a part of you
never apart from you


my dream sweetly dreaming.
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