My love is free
No vines, twines, lines or keys
It simply lays there on my sleeve
Reaching out in all directions
In search of the ethereal tree
Happiness, pleasure and peace
Tagged forever in it’s crease
My heart begins to thaw
Like the mist on the river draw
Butterflies wings create a stir in the air
Whispering, so, do you dare?
Dare I run along the ridge of the moon and fly above the stars
Where the rain drops carry the musical notes of your guitar
Dare I open my heart wide, let the love in.
Apparently, It is the original sin
You do know
I am inevitable
We talk about our soul
How we are looking for the perfect magmatic pole
Sparks that makes us whole
Our bodies are simply the vessel, it houses our butterflies, our lies, our dreams and our devilish gleam
Is it possible to have a soulmate?
That person who makes you blush by simply giving you “that” look
That person who you want to play with, laugh with, go on adventures with and of course, have wild crazy *** with
Our ever after person who recognizes our soul from afar.
That one person in the world who knows you better than anyone else..... instinctively
Your inspiration, your joy, the smile you show the world
My ever after, that person, the one whom your soul connects with on a level so deep that it is completely unexplainable, until experienced.
My soul, your soul, our soul
Why is it when you are gone that I feel this emptiness from within?
Is this what it felt like for that man of tin?
All is alive with rebirth.
The heat from the golden globe in the sky dries the
Water droplets glistening from the wings of the dragonfly.
Souls are transferring along the silk of the spiders creation.
Love, survival , desire, it all binds us.
Superfluous, or not.
It is our goal, we seek, have sought, is it all for naught?
Soulmates, instinctively recognize the other.
Calmness engulfs the energy, draining any memory.
Freedom to be.
your inspiration, your voice
no longer your choice
left out in the cold
the fidget wasteland of a lonely song
time to let go of the wrong
spread your wings and say so long
The soft circle lifts its head to the rising sun as the moon waves goodbye
The hot ball of glorious nourishment releases its magical powers bathing those below in its glory
The road was wet from the morning rain.
Rain as sweet smelling as the flowers they fed.
Fed up with the world around her, she dreamed of being free.
Free, they say, is liberating.
Liberated from the chains that bind and fasten tightly.
Tightly she grips the ropes.
Ropes thrown to the sky capturing the stars.
Stars colliding gushing millions of gamma rays.
Rays that light the evening roads.
Roads wet from the morning rain.
You soothe my mind
Like no other of your kind.
My body floats as my burdens disappear.
With calming thoughts we embark to a time where Lily’s talked and rivers chimed
We spread our wings, flying to where the
grass dances to the notes on the the wind.
You are my space between the sheets
You are my love
You are my heart
The sky darkens
Lightning streaks across the sky
The dragons takes a breath
As the sorcerer scans the horizon for death
She dances on her own
Spinning around, with no fear
She doesn’t feel them standing near
The dandelions and dragonflies came alive
Under the spell of the full moon
Leaving very little room for the girl
But the doom and gloom still remain
With a fearsome blow, the sorcerer goes
Flying on the back of the dragon
Aiming for the girl frolicking in her glow
Green eyes lock upon the flying death star
And with a flick of her hand
She sent them all to helland
My take on the Harvey Weinstein scandal
I come from the city of a thousand planets
Covered in a dark grey mineral called stannite
My orbit spirals, loops and dances
Creating hypnotic trances
The proletariats , march on, one by one
Colonizing, constructing, creating around the sun
Plebeians flock on mass to marvel
Its castle with glass and marble
Sparkling water flows from the heavens
Unleashing its powerful Armageddon
Returning to the unholy seven.
The proletariats march on, one by one
The world sees the playful orange in you.
But your soul feels the weight that is due
Passion hot as red
Look at all the places it has lead
But ending always in dread
Pills, potions and tonics
But are they your true hedonic
Blue so warm and inviting
But act you continue rewriting
Stripped of all your shells
Open your mouth and yell
Romance and love , to hard to get
But you grab for that allusive net
The first women in your life
But she caused you so such trife
So many you have loved
But none fit like that velvet glove
A cosmic pair
Magnetic forces in the night
We are not married
We are not dating
We are involved
We are in tune
We create an aura of orange
Vitality, excitement and stamina
Our electricity fuels the sky
Not yet found
Go gently into the night
Fight against the secrets of sleep
Peak into the abyss
Find your release in the dreams that await
Fantasy and fiction
Or simply the subconscious
Is this reality,
Our true self,
The essence of our being?
The spell has been broken
We cast our eyes over and take stock of things as they are
A perceived existence
We all have a story
Mine started in the back of a Delorey
My mother , a good Catholic by most accounts
Definitely needed help on her dismounts
All but forgotten
I lived my life from house to house
Never once a home true home
Another path; at last arrived
Leaving all behind
Time to stamp the world
With a twirl and a swirl
My child, life's Earthshine
Born under the crescent moon
Hair soft as sun
Her giggle infections and a smile that can make you weep
She will be the first and last words on the pages of my life
Music notes dance along the colours of the Northern Lights
The sky waltzing into the night
The moon, the stars, our compass guide
Love, life, laughter all collide
In the morning the sun will shine
Brides dry their eyes, laying aside their tapestry
Breathlessly saying goodbye to their chastity
Tattered wings and a tarnished halo
But no one really knows
Working her wears strictly for the dough
Wondering blindly holding on tightly
The dream, the nightmare
The whole in her soul
Covered with batman bandaids
Knowing all along it was man made
Broken to the bone with a heart of stone
The ****** snow covers the sins of fall
Sprawled are the ungainly wings of a broken angel
Their unfaithful souls stain the air with cries
Goodbyes are left for the lonely
Twinkle twinkle little star
Your story played out by the celestial guitars
Up above the world so high
Jeweled colors of the butterfly
When the blazing sun has gone
And the duck has turned into a swan
You show your little light
So the children can dance with delight
His love for him was like friendship on fire
It pulsed through his veins
Balancing him on a high wire
Pink and blue
Wearing the wrong hue
Religion and politics state their case
Leaving the world in disgrace
Black or white
Who can say what is wrong and what is right
To be so lucky to find your mate
Who cares if you got to the party late
He left for work everyday in his khaki's and sweater
But she knew better
Feeling the rage of his leather
Bare foot and pregnant
Everything looked perfect and pleasant
The family jacket was the talk of the neighborhood
Henry and Hank their fathers son's
Grace, her heart, her moon, her sun.
The daughter from another
Her one and only true love.
He pretends he doesn't know
Taking out his anger
Blow by blow
The family jacket
Oh how he adored her
So beautiful his sweet little
The family jacket is a creole saying for another man's child
All she wanted was to be loved
Unconditional and safe
Safe from the things that go bump in the night
Night dreams wrapped in cotton
Cotton soft and warm
Warm embrace of strong arms
Arms that keep her secure
Secure in the love she always wanted
Do we choose to love
Or is that choice made from above
Do the stars and moon have to align
Or is it simply by design
Do elfs sprinkle us with fairies dust
Or do our phermones collide and combust
Do we instinctively recognize our soul mates
Or do we have date 100 mistakes
We can not demand love
We can not command love
We can stage seduction
We can mount a courtship
Illusions dancing together
But not love
Love is a force of nature
Sprinkling her tunes
Along the dunes
The flowers, the tress and the honeybees
Whisper to her in the breeze
Come share your love
Let it fly on the wings of a dove
Populate use with fragrant
colors of joy
Purple, yellow, silver and gold
Nothing left inside but a single note to hold
Sing pretty bird sing
for all to behold
Not sure where it went
He suspected he was unique
Maybe even a bit of a freak
The colors of music
From the old jukebox in the den
His only friend
Morning, noon and night
Recite, recite, recite
She closes her eyes to block out the sadness
Everywhere there is red
Evoking deep emotional and spiritual connotations.
in her dreams
Is she lacking energy.
feeling tired or lethargic.
the color of danger
****** impulses and urges.
Perhaps it's time for her to stop and think about her actions
Open her eyes and see the beauty of red
warm and positive
spirit and leadership qualities
Overcome the shyness and remove the sadness
She lay beneath the soft cotton of the universe.
Hands bound by the silk of the vines.
Her green eyes flutter like the wings on a butterfly.
Anticipating his touch, she shivers with excitement.
Beg, he whispers in her ear.
I am your master, your king.
I am your servant, your captive.
Take me upon the web of your lair as my will no longer belongs to me.
I obey and submit to you, for you will watch over my soul.
I will do this with joy and happiness.
Little blue bird sitting in the tree
Why are you staring at me ?
Take flight and be carefree
While I sit and have some chablis
Drunk on wine, dressed as a dandelion
Man's worst enemy, and mom's first bouquet
Given to her on Easter day
I sit at the window with the bars
Nothing to look at but the stars
Bright lights like lanterns in the night
They shoot ,they fall
I make my call
Star light star bright
May I have the wish I wish tonight
Hey there little blue bird sitting in the tree
Why did you stop staring at me?
My life changed that September day
A day that started like all others
A day that left me alone
A day where I had to call 911
The memory burned in my mind
But a day I can't really remember
A day I pleaded with anyone and everyone
Please wake up
A day overcome with sorrow
A day when I first experienced helplessness
Today is a new beginning
Today I discover a new me
Today I start to breathe
The yellow house with the blue door
Nobody goes there anymore
The widow sits alone
Lost in her own hailstone
The house thirst for its former days
Laughter it's daily calls
Trucks, blocks and dolls
Scattered throughout the halls
The sign is on the lawn
The widow is long gone
The yellow house with the blue door
To quote David Cassidy
I think I love you
he eyes his prize with simple lies
the heat, the sweet deceit
his body aches with anticipation of the take
its golden color his beholder
chips to seals his lips
white, silver, gold
all he want is a sliver to sooth his soul
a glass, ice and a fresh slice
trago, don julio and cabo wabo
worth the whoa
don't know but here we go
How did this happen?
I guess underneath he's always known
He's an ***
It's been 973 days
Days filled with adventure, laughter, joy and passion
Passion, new experiences shared, taking us to new heights
Heights sending her crashing
Crashing waves surrounded by silence
Silence, no explication, no story
Story, the same old story
Story of forbidden love
Love as ancient as time
Time has come and gone
the roots of our heart
crickets and bee's
the rythmic stridulations of Mozart
our own lullaby
I love the stars
their beauty echoes like the soft notes of your guitar
every star we see asks us to believe
a falling star, a shooting star or a bursting supernovae
they are our Casanova
They tell me you've died
I want to think it's a lie
Are you walking along the clouds
Feeling lost amongst the crowd
Are the moon and the stars now your friends
Does the morning sun lead to a dead end
Tell me, is it true
Do you feel like it's a deja vous
Can we believe all the reviews
Which God is the bona fide deal
Buddha, Jehovah, Shiva or Allah?
I suppose we all have our Achille heel
Everything ends in a black hole
My heart is strangled and I can't breathe
Everything is entangled and I don't know how to proceed
The word itself is dreadful
It has no synonym, only a definition
It has a color, black
It has words
Grief, tears, loneliness, poverty, panic, guilt and anger
Reciting the most recent stages of grief like a rosary
With the promise that time will heal
Only she feels ignorant, confused and incompetent
Widowhood a club that no one elects to join
I'm here alone
not new for me
nows it's completely different
the feel of sun on your face
the sweet smell of autumn
the music of the heart
the breeze off the ocean
love of your family
the joy of solitude
the way your man places his hand in the small of your back
how he looks at you from across the room
a surprise phone call from a long lost friend
a night out with the girls
the first time your child says mamma
your grand babies giggles
a big win at the office
small step forward
whatever it is that moves you
Your sweet face lights up my life
Life as joyous as the summer breeze
Breeze whispering the name in my heart
Heart beating to the rythym of the night
Night dreams filled with sugar and spice
Spice is what you bring to light
Light is the ultimate being
I'm feeling kind of caught
Am I happy or not
Am I better or worse
After saying the verse
My friend asked me to post her first poem
I'm here, right in front if you
Been waiting in the queue
In my fish net stockings and Jimmy Choo's
You look right through me
So sophisticated, so bourgeoisie
An imposter in fancy duds
Filled with ice cold blood
Nothing matters, nothing, so self absorbed
I hurt, I feel pain, I hemorrhage
Look up, embrace the dream
Take your head out of the guillotine
Love, live, enjoy
Pick me, in my fancy shoes, beautiful, pristine
I miss us
I miss the way your heart sang me a love song when I laid my head upon your chest
How our bodies instinctively recognize each other
I miss the way you held me at night and how our hands had to remain connected
I miss the way your smile could make me blush
How you held my face when we kissed
I miss the way your face would light up when you played your guitar
took time to learn my favorite songs
I miss us
Now it's complicated
I need to know
Should I stay or should I go?
I need to know
Am I still your Beau?
I need to know
Was I a Jane Doe?
I need to know
Was I another notch on your bow ?
I need to know
Are things status quo ?
I need to know
Should I be getting my ducks in a row?
I need to know
Are we on a high or a low ?
I need to know
Are all systems a go?
Should I just go with the flow
If I could fly
I'd want to soar in the sky
To spread my hands and feel the wind passing by
I would hover over the mountains and trees
And float in the summer breeze
I'd introduce myself to the boy on the moon
Creating a fragrance from dunes
Sail along the mantel of the earth
Transitioning through a spiritual rebirth
In the end my particals will scatter and blend with the atmosphere
The water glisten like crystal
As dragonflies dance to the music of the surf
A symphony of sound emanates from this quiet section on earth
Adam lays in the shadow of the coconut tree, listening
A splash in the distance distracts his attention
Eve emerges from the sweet blue water
Her basket full of fish
Swinging her hips in a coquetish way
Adam catches his breath
Her beauty confusing his senses
Leaving him defenseless
Its time, whipers the serpent
Taste the fruit she so wantonly offers
She sits alone in her room
Restricted, feeling like a tomb
Longing to belong
Her heart beats a lonely tune
Consume by the unfolding nature of life
Her soul crumbles opening another crack in the lullabies
People are not meant to live in isolation
Just close your eyes
I wish I could write
My head spins but I see no light
All I want to do is take flight
To soar over mountains and swim in a lake
I want to live my life on a diet of Pepsi and chocolate cake
To feel like a hummingbird and the beauty of the magnetic midnight
I sit and loose myself in the allusion of
Gabriel Buchman's painting, Golden Life. But words continue to elude me
I continue to try and try
Love should feel like you're floating on a cloud of blue
Or is that just a bunch of Hullabaloo
We are brain washed to believe
Is it worth the time to be pursued
Cinderella, sleeping beauty and all the gang
Who's the fairest in the land
Us girls learned it first hand
Sitting on the laps of our grande dames
Fantasy was taught to be real
Illusion turns out to be a raw deal
We are a new breed
Applauded and encouraged to succeed
Put away those fairy tales
And say hello to the 21st century female