#swell
no, instantly NOT, where your brain has gone,
call me back, this poem has none of that
but slow and swell to speak to my body,
indeed, in deed, with a pretty one, please,
two organs directly connected, brain to heart,
heart to brain
the triggering can be anything,
breeze upon her face, no,
But the word she silent spake,
when she gave me the
Argentine tango stare reverberate
beautiful woman, dancing tango
in every space that a sightline provides,
first invader, then an occupier, lastly
a poem that refuses to be erased
the stare, it is an invitation, to the
limitations of the first instantaneous,
What will come after will be displayed.
Am I charming, witty, amusing,
but most
of all,
how well do I dance the tango
How well do my fingers on her back,
five finger telegraph telling her
be ready for what
comes next!
our swell with constant messaging,
Our fingertips
speak dance, acknowledge tension,
the next move, sincopated,
Before even completing the last…
With respect to the unwritten tango laws,
I wait till the dance is over,
And ask her,
plead/command/desire
the next one too two,
alas, a lass, her stare
already
has tangoed elsewhere…
Dec 18, 2025
Dec 18, 2025 at 1:33 PM UTC
Eyes a devil blue.
Drowning those who swim in your hue.
A captivating, gorgeous blue.
Distracted by the iris, the pupil a black hole- a virus- ******* the stars out of people.
Pulling them to the edge of your eye, you watch them from afar, as they try and survive.
May 27, 2020
May 27, 2020 at 9:22 AM UTC
She told me that she loves deep
& the swell of her heart
Holds so much water.
I myself never believed that
The world was round.
The clouds themselves
hang their shoulders
Out the dresses the sun has woven
& the sky proves that night gowns
Are not only brought in stores.
She told me that she loves deep
& the swell of her heart
Holds so much water.
With the stars of her eyes
Lighting the way.
I'll find a way
If she were to close her eyes
& the stars were to disappear
From the sky.
I am forever thankful.
Adorned in the swell
Of her heart
Mar 3, 2020
Mar 3, 2020 at 4:25 PM UTC
Here is my home, swell,
It is where I do dwell,
I fit into this 'burb real well,
In summer, hot as hell,
I sit here with my coffee,
To gaze at society,
You do appear strange to me,
Want to know what I think about thee?
My home is here, all is well,
I fit into my little town real swell!
Aug 28, 2019
Aug 28, 2019 at 3:07 PM UTC
Anticipation
To see you
Excitement
Overflows
My heart
It swells
At the thought of you
Jul 27, 2019
Jul 27, 2019 at 10:31 AM UTC
Just outside the sea stained window,
An ocean swells into divine ascension.
Blue heaven.
Blue hell.
The impending crash will never come.
Apr 21, 2019
Apr 21, 2019 at 7:57 PM UTC
Paddle
Paddle
Paddle
Up and on my feet
Falling, thrill of the initial fall
To catch the ride
Colliding currents crash waves
Into mental deadlock days
Winter swells come at shore break
Building momentum and grind
Like breaks at homesick Pipeline
Ride, curl and slide
Rip
Sweep the sides
Slick
Don’t choke this good vibe
Stay on this wave
Dec 14, 2018
Dec 14, 2018 at 10:39 PM UTC
Cloud’s hot teardrops fall,
Polluted lake swells and sighs,
Dark waves lurk beneath!
Dec 2, 2018
Dec 2, 2018 at 3:25 PM UTC
Awake in pain
My body in the midst
Of fight or flight
And I choose to fight
This crippling anxiety
That has caused me to flee
For years I’ve lost count of
Remembering my childhood
Crying incessantly
But never knowing why
My heart would not stop racing
Now I know the truth
But I must state
Awareness never makes this easier
Feeling the panic swell
Gripping my muscles
Frozen
Flooding my brain
With unwelcomed memories
I believed I’d pushed past
Buried in the depths of my mind
Waiting for the moment
When my defenses were lowered
The minute I close my eyes to rest
The second I decided it was time
To shut off for the day
My stress picks up the signal
And shakes me loose
From my restful sleep
Sep 18, 2018
Sep 18, 2018 at 8:22 AM UTC
Swelled water made hell!
But it couldn’t **** the will;
We float, stay bonded.
Aug 31, 2018
Aug 31, 2018 at 8:58 AM UTC
You make fear fall down like rain
Push all the floods I am facing out
No longer am crawling around
A hallway heavily anchored with doubt
I have found a use for these clumsy feet
They now sense the right direction to go
Ground moves me closer to you
I can hear pounding of the waves below
A river of everything I have lost
Water quivers as I walk away
A shiver runs up my spine
Sinking pain felt yesterday
Flowing like ocean's highs and lows
Mood rises and shrinks with each swell
Tide pulls me closer to Heaven
Arms pull me away from Hell
Jun 27, 2018
Jun 27, 2018 at 10:15 AM UTC
Storm clouds sound their gongs aloud,
call the whole world's attention to the ensemble
of tall,dark,handsome actors lined up for a
performance spectacular
Lightening gives cryptic signals at times,
of the change of scene,rain lashes with a sweet vengeance,
till the clouds relent,and go light and white.
The cloud theater had it's ritualistic culmination,
the expectation of imminent plenty soars,
rushing streams fill gushing rivers that get
swelled,roar delighted all the way to ocean
Oct 26, 2017
Oct 26, 2017 at 1:36 PM UTC
There's a light at the end,
The end is near.
I continually pretend
That it is you who I fear.
It's your deep waters that I seek
Where it is only you and me.
I want to explore the fun of your shallow waters, but you keep deceiving me.
There's a burning flame at the end,
The time is near.
Like the serpent underneath the flower, you display a calm and beautiful appearance.
But when it gets deep I experience enormous swells of your deadly wrath - without any escape.
You are the ocean of my love for you and the love-swells never stop crashing over me.
Sep 6, 2017
Sep 6, 2017 at 3:18 PM UTC
A spark, a flicker
passing the bottle of liquor
staring into golden globes
and crackling smile bows
strung up to the tightest setting
as the sun sakes and the moon is settling
restless love that passes casually
but tonight, this is free
our last hurrah of a day
A time spent well, more than just okay
Jan 1, 2017
Jan 1, 2017 at 4:09 PM UTC
Temporary paralysis oozing out my ugliness, curled under wings of unconsciousness, broken wings smothered out my last breath. The putrid and vile lie within, and the light and kindness still surface my friend. Let your mind take flight, through the mist of the morning light. This does not mean you left the darkness behind. everything cycles in time. time to see the misshapen circle in which you dwell. Everything is energy and power, and they unexplained the call it spells.
Mar 16, 2016
Mar 16, 2016 at 4:22 PM UTC
A double-minded person is unstable in his ways,
caught between opposing opinions of indecision;
he is easily tossed about on the oceanic swells,
forgetting that Christ provides the provision
of calming the violent seas of personal storms.
For He alone possesses the sacred, eternal wisdom
that enables us to divinely live lives of victory,
as we “stand in the gap” on behalf of His Kingdom.
We can’t expect to survive- this cold world alone;
each day we’re dependent on God’s fair supervision;
He will make sure that our boat is afloat, protecting
us from all danger, twists, incidents and collisions.
He’ll purpose to keep us covered with perfect peace;
we’ll remain in one accord with no personal rescission.
All nonsensical misery and strife will promptly cease;
He’ll keep providing us guidance, love and provision.
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Author Notes
Inspired by:
Jam 1:6-8; Luke 12:24; Psa 84:11
This a collaboration with Pat H. (from GS Poetry).
Learn more about me and my poetry at:
http://amzn.to/1ffo9YZ
By Joseph J. Breunig 3rd, © 2014, All rights reserved.
Dec 11, 2014
Dec 11, 2014 at 10:13 AM UTC
The smell
Of a release
From a restless hell
And a warm welcome
To the life of a busy worker bee
Everything is swell
Says a brew of bitter coffee
Jul 25, 2014
Jul 25, 2014 at 11:24 AM UTC
****** me with your madness
Pull me in with your spiraling illusions
Paint swirls beneath my eyelids
trickle words into my pores
Make my breath a choke without your power
Make the screams come out my ears
Hot words swell on my tongue
Send me from this stiffening reality
in, to the elastic world of light
or is it darkness
the image is not mine
You pasted it to my eyes
You remove it
Or forever I will pace my castle in the air.
Jun 30, 2014
Jun 30, 2014 at 9:55 PM UTC