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Pluck Jun 2015
Slow down & Go. Caution & proceed. Yellow & Green. My spirit overwhelmed during a journey to a land secreted by amber & emerald, yet all I can remember of my experience is a soul searching blue.
For a night I gazed into eyes as sapphire as the deepest parts of the Aegean Sea, Eyes that dried tears i had not yet cried & put untested trust within me, a stare so true.
I stood next to her looking at a land i hadn't seen before, looking over its entirety from the top of a cliff I couldn't help but notice this artistic nature was no equal to the smile gleaming beside me.
I had run probably the most exciting race of my existence that day yet my heart had never paced faster. My palms dripped, my stomach spinning more than a laundromat, what's going on inside me?
Seems I've been waiting my whole life to meet a stranger, a stranger that felt so familiar, a touch that had the comfort of my childhood home, I latched on to a mysterious hand, a hand never held & soon the bizarre magic had begun.
When faced with things that are seemingly to good to be true wonder and curiosity can dissipate the mind. You're faced with a yellow light. I knew it to be impossible yet the moment stared me in the eyes, twas like looking at a full moon next to the noon sun.
I found myself Lost in eyes so bewitching I felt unworthy to stare into them. My mind was absent, my body was absent. All of me that is left is my heart & my lips; my heart dashing as I was gifted with a savory kiss.
I can still feel that breathe gliding across my skin sending chills to my core. With every touch I could feel my heart speed up, with every exhale she seemingly gave me my next inhale, gave me life, gave me breathe, kisses of Primatene mist.
My soul was dominated by a type of cancer, a chivalrous cancer, killing the emotionless existence of me & soon she claimed something I didn't even know I was offering.
My heart became her trophy as I slept a sleep as peaceful as an empty beach, a sleep periodically interrupted by passionate *** that sent me deeper into slumber & I knew the minute I left this land I would begin suffering.
I know now time is not a prerequisite of passion. Passion is not about how long the fire has been burning but rather how intense and consuming the flame is. In 10 hours an eternity flashed before my eyes, & I saw a person filled with emotion I've tried so hard to summon for my past.
Slow down & Go. Caution & Proceed. Yellow & Green. I entered this land yellow, & by the time I left I was fully green, as green as the dollar in my pocket, the salads she ate, and the gorgeous Nature surrounding this unfamiliar land. Sometimes you have to ignore the slow down signal & drive through the light full blast.

"Yellow & Green" -Dash Pinder
Mike Essig Jun 2015
In the woods walking,
early morning cool,
one eye on the ground
for snakes otherwise
empty-headed not looking
for anything;

over a rise and down,
a rotten chestnut stump
probably 100 years old
and at its roots
twenty-three Morels.

Instant hunger:
the smell of frying
butter, salt and
tender mushrooms.

I lust for them.

Take off my shirt
to carry them home.

Real desire often
takes us by surprise;
pure delight
of the unsought.

  ~mce
TN years ago. Morels: best mushrooms ever.
RoKu May 2013
the spirit of morning becomes I
awakening and filling in the very deep soul within
with laughter and light
with jollity hugs tears
with passion and kisses
I am the awakening
I am the glad surprise
a tiny creature
powerless and yet still arise before flashing rays
learning to rejoice with all
in the universe
with all tribes of sea, land, and air
awakening at the very first moment
when the moonlight kisses the light
dancing
with laughter
jollity and blushing
sparkling the delight
with love and cherish

then I again realize
~ the spirit of morning becomes I
....
Josh Morter Apr 2015
Don't let them dull your shine,
Like a cloud drifting in front of the sun.
Don't let them alter your mind,
For it is a special one.
Don't let them ever change you,
As only you should have that right.
The stars above they shine for you,
because you're their shining light.

You are a magical, exceptional, iridescent, sparkling human bean.
You have an incredible power to sense what others around you are feeling.
You give your all to everything, and are constantly developing.
You are always pushing forward, you are never looking back.
Your love, you share with everyone through; your words, your songs. Your Voice.
It resonates and reverberates truth and honesty with affection.
Your voice is being heard out there it's getting some truly deserved attention.

Don't let them dull your shine,
Like a cloud drifting in front of the sun.
Don't let them alter your mind,
For it is a special one.
Don't let them ever change you,
As only you should have that right.
The stars above they shine for you,
because you're their shining light

Your voice, your smile, your aura, your body, your heart, your mind.
They are all such powerful things you possess,
you should share them with mankind.
You should give your all to who you are and stand up proud and state.

"I'm a magical, exceptional, iridescent
sparkling human bean.
and I'm also ******* great."
This is just a bit of an outpouring of love for someone. After all they do say "sharing is caring."
Shylah S Apr 2015
I will meet the "right" person
in one who constantly
surprises me
In a good way :)
Katie Ann Apr 2015
You're the only thing I thought could make me feel better,
But here I am fine,
And where are you?
Rockie Apr 2015
Live a little;
You'll be surprised
Ann M Johnson Mar 2015
I  looked at a paper at my doctor's office and could not believe my eyes.
I submitted a poem awhile back for the Poets Corner and they did not even notify me that they were going to put it in print it was a poem I put on here awhile back called Love Through Out The Year. I was pleasantly surprised that they found it Newsworthy.
Ottar Mar 2015
She points at the door, by raising her voice not her arm,
Items scattered on the floor, no longer familiar, lost their charm,
He knew it mattered not, lips would move in the frosty air,
Anything he said would be held against him.
The air grew colder between them.

He put on his coat, the room temperature dropped already more
His hands jingled with the keys, keeping just the ones for his store,
She turned away as he hefted the two heavy bags she had packed,
She said her lawyer would call, he said "I'll be back", voice cracked
" If there is anything ..."

Not a sound
Not a noise
He closed the door
behind him
breathing fresh air
for the first time
And just stood there.
They had no kids, no pets, each a car.
The door open behind him and she said,
"How did it feel this time,
Remember it is your exit strategy
and one time, this door will stay closed and locked."

He began to walk away.
Nik Bland Feb 2015
Dearest, please, take these little pieces of me
Bury them in stone and soil so I might finally be
Strong enough for you, strong enough for me
Taking the weight the come with love and all things it may bring

Dearest, please, take these little pieces of me
Mix them well so I might blend within the sea
So I can submerge in a love that roars eternally
And so that a love that always was will forever be

Dearest, please, take these little pieces of me
Throw them to wonder that is the wind, so free
And I will never tarry when I hear you calling
And I will be the chariot that carries you to your dreams

Dearest, please, take these little pieces of me
Instead of in the ashes,  where our home once was standing
For my love will scream louder than the horrors that still ring
Redder than the ****** ax you use to make little pieces if me
I love surprise endings, don't you?
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