"ethreal" poems
Music, the wind
I was a wave, upon the ocean
A leaf, free,
and floating untethered from the branch
In those instances, no longer mortal
I WAS every emotion contained in flesh
A bird, fearless
in a hurricane
I made love with every note,
every melodie
Crescendo, was ********
The music caressed every part of me
from the inside out
Kissed my toes,
as a long lost Love
Cradled my soul,
like I was a newly born child
To dance,
for me, was heaven
and hell
It is living and dying,
in an ethreal universe
where only beauty exists
For you, my friend;)
Mar 22, 2017
Mar 22, 2017 at 10:43 AM UTC
When the universe would seem unfair
I'd turn to you to make sense of it all
I'd remember your bright eyes that shine like stars
Your voice as soothing as the cosmos
Hair which flow like gamma rays
Your skin as soft as the milky way;
A celestial smile wider than the galaxies
And a heart bigger than super clusters
Then I'd realize
That you are my universe
And you're pretty unfair.
Dec 26, 2016
Dec 26, 2016 at 2:53 PM UTC
I knew the feel of paridise, the day you held me in your arms,
pulling me close to this ethreal world that only existed at the edges of my fantasies
That stormy night we conceived a bond,
I remember you rested your head on my womb and named her dawn,
you said someday our dawn would come,
Some day I will hold you before them, right under the harvest moon
they will let me dance with you....
In all truth never in my life had I been in the presence of royalty,
walked down the red carpet till the very hour I laid my eyes on you,
the sight of you, the idea of you......
Never in my life had I seen the perfect setting of a sun, sea gulls fleeting through the skies, purple blue birds midsky.....
Oh my my my a black prince had just kissed somewhere inside of me
I knew the feel, the sound, the taste of paridise the day our hearts embraced like the skies embrace the seas,
I could swear I saw them kissing, toungues dancing, exchanging breathes conceiving the perfect horizon
Me and you afar in the horizon shadowing my mind,
like the desert sands embrace the rains letting them belong, burying them somewhere deep within....I knew.
no words......
Dec 16, 2013
Dec 16, 2013 at 7:01 PM UTC
Angel,
fallen from on high, to shine ethreal light, just above the face of I who am blessed.
That your decention is made harrows the mind,
but blind bliss covers any reason like sugar.
That you look on me with those golden cloud eyes,
precious is your gaze,
is magic in itself. It's something that had been impossible in the flightiest dream of the latest night.
What my own eyes behold, as much as such things may hold burning beauty,
are more thankful than I could ever hope to say.
Darling Angel,
could you find it in your own to gift me with your words?
Through the times that I've been graced with these pearls,
through the glamour of it all, I've begun to realize what your words are really like.
Dark, lush rose petals,
stumble and flow from behind your teeth,
filling your tounge with plump redness that soothes my ears,
and captures the curves and sways of my heart.
Like a sunrise or washing tide, this feeling that pulls at my throat and chest leaves me almost breathless, creating a bridge of tangible tension supported by our locking eyes. With each attempt to express what mortal words I may stutter, my breath leaves me just as quickly as I attempt to speak, building our silent bond.
Jun 5, 2010
Jun 5, 2010 at 1:31 PM UTC
I do not,
Let me repeat,
Do not seeketh a (live-in) roommate as the world hast created,
I seeketh a soulmate,
A queen
One of ethreal belated..
One to whom to be related in marital stature!!!
For these ending times
Everyone's a roomie
Living with one, yet being strangers in their mist!!!
Get the gist?
Reader of so called loving words...
I seeketh not to be under the same cupola,
To only be one's guest!!!!
I seeketh a domain,
One of endless nest!!!!
Not as thou oh world!!!!!
Forgot love didst thou oh stranger?
Jun 2, 2015
Jun 2, 2015 at 9:15 AM UTC
When I think about it,
Tis I think,
Everyone wants their kiss to be as a sedative, as a narcotic, a high of ethreal sensation!!!
Though tis I do think,
I do not seek one's kiss to be morphianic!!!!!
I seeketh a pallet from whence mine own tongue will not withdrawal!!!
But be in eternal stupified comatose!!!!!!
Never coming down from thy stratus..
May 26, 2015
May 26, 2015 at 9:08 AM UTC
Anti meta
Comcrete set up
Setters of faulty
Metaphors for people
Who lift up lofty heads
But live up to sheeple
Templetes originated
from deathly dates
With themselves
us who help also need help
Dark and light felt
Then dealt like oh well
Welp in the wealth of emotion
a potion of feathery pelts donned
Like ethreal dust held on songs
time pawned from before time
When life was long,
horizons dawn held in cymatics
of gongs, elastic and long light
Semantics derived of mind
Conciousness aligned like nature upon paper
The concious cant arrive at a savior. Plight of those lost in the layered reality catered to totality
the fader is banality
Launches fate in fame and fatality
Jan 6, 2018
Jan 6, 2018 at 5:04 AM UTC