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bucketb0t Jul 14
Acută Cocolita!
Tu voi să înțeleagă lumea…
Eu voi recita K-lumea.
Tu: De vorbesc, scurtează… poezia n-o cripta!
Eu: De amăgesc, rimează… pana mea!

În inimă înrădăcinat:
Dintotdeauna focusat, pe a găsi,
Cel puțin oferi un sens vieții.
Așteptat din interior, deși mort fără tine mor,
Neașteptat din exterior, puicuța mea... te ador!

Acestea oare?
Idilicul ce doare,
Flux simbolic,
Paradox logic,
Realul ca alinare.

Lună și soare,
Colți și gheare,
Creți dar/și drepți,
Jenă și pasiune,
Frișcă și căpșune.

Ce întrebare…
Există multe alte elemente,
Adunate, îmbinate—
Toate suficiente?
Urmează multe alte evenimente.

Copii…
Crescuți din agonie,
Trăim în armonie.
Al tău pe vecie,
Draga mea excepție!

Ca atare:
Rezonanță mai adâncă;
Decât în muzică,
În sfârșit *** afirma:
Este soțioara mea!
Poem written in Romanian, dedicated to my now wife with love to our marriage.
bucketb0t Dec 2024
The irresistible force paradox.
When an unstoppable force
meets an immovable object,
they co-co-opt a new loving universe.

extraordinary claims
extraordinary evidence
elusive question
evident answer

COCO
The answer to the never-ending question with COCO as a symbol for absolute pure love, at least for me and my wife affecting the surroundings.
Maria Mitea Aug 2024
when you watch the shadow crawl from the floor to the wall,
a branch falls,
the dawn crushed in the palms fades,
the spiral of smoke despairs of its own act,
not to enter your sight, moves aside,
evolution worked on these blue eyes for millions of years, no joke,
you follow every move
like a spy
the shadow returns:
- be wild again, dive into the green water
sunlit,
with the arrow in the back,
call your arms, shout, swim,
she is a tide in the chest,
just a tide,
the moon an ellipse end, a chain,
it spins around his axis
like a hub,
the waters break the sky, bleed between the thighs,
innocence lets us see the valleys beneath her feet,
don't let your lungs melt into smoke like a forgotten spring
out of air,

like grass,
tender and gentle
the spring draws its life from the graves,
out of mourning,
that's why the murmur resembles a cry,
a sigh,
and thirst,
hunger,
and the river smooths the stream,
and the wind settles on your cheek, waits
a feather to fall on your head,
in the abyss
waiting for you to look at the sky, amazed, to ask: - who is hitting me,
who hits me every time i try to find solace,
refuge,
serenity,

when you watch the shadow crawl from the floor to the wall,
the murmur elevates any escape to the rank of genius
Repost:
~~~~~~~~~~
For me from my love for our children lala, sassy, coco:
I heat up, I can't cool down
You got me spinning
'Round and 'round
'Round and 'round and 'round it goes
Where it stops nobody knows
Every time you our darling kids call my name "Mom" Angel Mom"
every time I Mom you call
you sweetie pies lalasassicoco " P. a. t. r. k." papa too comes to mind.

Your names up high in the sky" Scarlet Letter " A" is seen A for Angel.. ine.
My rkrdd, heat up like a burning flame
Burning flame full of desire
Kiss me baby, let the fire get higher
Abra abracadabra
I wanna reach out and grab ya
Abra abracadabra
Abracadabra
You make me hot, you make me sigh
You make me laugh, you make me cry
Keep me burning for your love
With the touch of a velvet glove
Abra abracadabra
I wanna reach out and grab ya
Abra abracadabra
Abracadabra
I feel the magic in your caress
I feel magic when I touch your dress
Silk and satin, leather and lace
Black ******* with an angel's face
I see magic in your eyes
I hear the magic in your sighs
Just when I think I'm gonna get away
I hear those words that you always say
Abra abracadabra
I wanna reach out and grab ya
Abra abracadabra
Abracadabra
Every time you call my name
I heat up like a burning flame
Burning flame full of desire
Kiss me baby, let the fire get higher
Yeah, yeah
I heat up, I can't cool down
My situation goes 'round and 'round.
"Here I am, send me an Angel" to lay me down on a greenest grass,
In memory of his velvet canon
caressing my cheek
igniting those forest fires that forever burn
~~
By: Steven Haworth Miller.
https://youtu.be/ynaDdmoPOpU?si=siXjTZvCpekmT0tC
Karijinbba Sep 2021
JPC-Rdd
You offered me gold pots
even diamonds for my tears
fame, and great fortune.
Sorry I missed the mark.
My ET I need a UFO to fly by
I touch you in thought.
Lala Sassy Coco treasures
blooms of my womb
dearest of all loves
of my life, I adore you
Jeffrey A, John C
sons in law
J,Hamrin RIP 2015
Bradly D and family.
I am glad you came along
great among Kings you
I am crying over you..
I dedicate my tears.
to all who flew in n out
my sky in well being
My Jane Hilton May
To poets loyal and real.
Moi Paul P, Willow
Thanks ever more.
for your comments.
~~~~~
Karijinbba
https://youtu.be/OhnTlsG4pS
Lev Rosario Nov 2020
Love is Coco Jam
And I offer it to you,
My brown faced darling,
The Warm days it pursues
I split the bread in half
Like we split the rest of days
In folders, files of living ails
And laughter for us two

Love is Coco Jam
For I'll spread it side to side
As equal measures did we seek
In Geometries of mind
You dip yours in your coffee
Like we dip our hungry Souls
Toward each day's living basket
That we carry in a stride
My dear child, I have miss you
I've been far from you for too long
But call me and I will always run to you
We are connected with this song
Hear my heart through the rhythm
See my soul through the notes
Feel my love through the melody
For that is why I compose
I will live on through my words
That sing to you every night
You hear them in your heart, your dreams
Even if I'm not in sight
Try not to forget me
We will be reunited soon
Sing my song and I will stay
Forever alive within a tune
Philomena Jan 2017
tell me can you love my black
even when it's about to crack
falling through gates of hell
your black don't crack but mine did
after too many lies and too many wounds that never healed before others grew
your black don't crack but mine did
after too many burns by kind actions with ill intent and too many souls that came but did not stay
your black don't crack but mine did
after too many cries of help that went unanswered and too many words that went unsaid
-Mena W.
Firefly Dec 2015
How very lonely HP is,
In the middle of the night,
Reading long ago poems by friends,
Tapping little red hearts,
Only time I'm available,
After dusk; hours before dawn,
Reposting poems, my fingers just as assailable as Moby ****,
Or Hansel's and Gretel's witch,
I stare at blank, gray suns,
Wishes I, I had some to use,
To uplift; to free,
All the beautiful poetry,
Even the ones with coquetry,
I rapidly kiss plusses with my right thumb,
Adding to worthy collections,
Of addictive confections,
'Till 2,
When alas I sip hot coco,
Scratch my ****,
And fall asleep beside my cat; momo.
Written after one such 12 - 2am stretch, when I woke up with momo's claws in my ****. **** hot coco!
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