"lovingness" poems
~for SPT~
whose poems transform with lovingness
~~
*distinguishing, extinguishing,
the knowledges to retain,
reuse daily, mightily,
pleasures insights beloved,
honored with the stripes of daily use
then there are,
the knowledges to retrain,
non-removable, rising up from your
edges
of the very fine line
tween
pain and experience
they must Main Street remain,
be thankful for that,
for love regained,
needs the benchmark
of having lived love,
the loss of loss when recalled,
when new gets a turn, reinstalled,
is now twice sweeter*
Nov 1, 2015
Nov 1, 2015 at 8:19 AM UTC
Exhale,
Inhale,
Exhale (let it all, all the lonliness go),
Inhale (and allow the lovingness to flow)
breathe the romance
in and out
let your entire being rejoice and shout,
"I'm in love!
Look and see!
I'm in love
and Love is in me!"
Inhale,
Exhale,
breathe the romance.
Aug 8, 2010
Aug 8, 2010 at 8:31 AM UTC
A whipped plane, plain to see with the windows up, but down, to be downed by the splendor encompassed only with this type of vastness.
Sitting for hours, silence not for naught but traversing efforts toward closeness to the bringer of Peace. The only.
Dreams are heavy, and comforting when the roads journey takes more tolls and toiling on our souls. We disregard for a while the sipped perfection from whence we came, glamoured for justice to who we became.
Trivial matters none the less, uncovered near Hermit's nest. Blessed to bless, fessed to confess.
A priest to stare, iconic to share a truth-unfair to the tune of the wind in our softened hair.
"As a child I spoke like a child, felt as a child does, but now that I'm older I fear that all's not lost." Once a brain, now to complain of a surrounding so deafened, and dream-less. I take it back; for when dreams strive in equal relation to Justice, the days of golden mussels, and embraced lovingness from our soul's longing will reap.
To be.
Sep 3, 2013
Sep 3, 2013 at 7:45 PM UTC
You come over with a smile of generosity and lovingness. I love you. We love you. You made my mother, uncle's, and further generation. You are my queen. You have showed me to smile when in doubt. I love you. Your knowledge of animals, you speak to them. You understand them. You give them a place to call home. I love you. I can't say it enough. I love you. I love you. I love you. I love you. I love you. I love you. I love you. It goes on. I might have my days, but when you are around I sure do get up quick. Thank you. I love you. Thank you for every thing. Thank you for my life. You are my creature. I love you.
~Amber your granddaughter.~
:3
Jan 20, 2013
Jan 20, 2013 at 10:03 PM UTC
The first time we met, your eyes glinted in the afternoon sunlight.
I pondered,
I adored,
I loved your shy personality.
Then when I got to know you more,
I was hooked.
Your lovingness, your care, your optimism,
had me thrown into pirouettes.
We laughed, we hugged.
We talked, we cried.
We shared our secrets and our lives together.
We were complete.
Until that one moment, when you pulled my heart strings too far,
and left me to throb in pain.
My heart aches as it harrowingly beats.
And tears roll down my flushed cheeks in rivulets.
Aug 7, 2014
Aug 7, 2014 at 7:09 AM UTC
when i look at you
my stomach flutters
your smile makes me gleam
i love you
your laugh is perfect
each chuckle makes me grin
basking in your joy
i love you
the lovingness is so pure
the cuddles so protecting
i feel safe with you
i love you
be mine forever
staying side by side
loving til the day we die
i love you
i'll say it
if you'll say it too
just two words
i love you
I do.
Oct 29, 2024
Oct 29, 2024 at 3:38 PM UTC
Oh my Love
Let us Lovingly Love
Our Lovely Love
And with our Lovingness
Our Lovicity will
Love the Love of Lovers
Love only Love
And the Love of Love
Loveraciously
With Loving Loveliness
And Lovitude Lovability Lovishness Lovaroni Loviquity
Lovectomy
Lovelishment
Love……….
Love……………...
Love…………………………..
Where was I?
Sep 9, 2018
Sep 9, 2018 at 8:29 PM UTC
I am given to an unfamiliar direction,
disturbed into one in need, by confession,
of sympathetic sorrow, and her fond affection.
Yet I was left to fall to ruin in a mode, a condition
of the great and hapless misery of this wan dejection,
by the one whose sweet tenderness once was unquestioned.
Her lovingness by no thoughts is considered to be any more.
She became a shadowy wretch that was long ago and once before
a primary source to my poor crying heart's deep and ever endless store.
To my heart's succor she could not allot a smidgen more,
because I lost my way by way of a muse whose virtue was pure,
and I was lying within my secret hideaway far from me, far from her.
Nov 14, 2014
Nov 14, 2014 at 11:39 AM UTC
It was one year to the day
He looked at her
Through eyes of love
The smell of her, like roses
Cries a dream that was once stolen
No matter what.....
Slipping slippery off his lips
No matter what
Took her by surprise
As the taste was sour
Dead and gone
Wishing did not make it go away
One Last time.....
Tears were coming fast
The chilled roses turned to dust
Along with love
That was supposed to last ...
With no taste at all
Dreams are ruined
Time is bad
Couldn’t taste her lovingness
Her love....
Build more with her in a year
Than in a life time
He said...
You are my one and only
Once in a while....
Debbie Brooks 2014
Oct 26, 2014
Oct 26, 2014 at 11:45 AM UTC
Very few are the possessions that live for me,
Not humans, not animals, not birds
But a slight miniature pencil
Which I’ve saved for years,
Innocently with tears…
Neither my hand, nor my mind did think of it,
Until it shadowed me day and night.
Seldom did I know I used it,
But care and lovingness prolonged…
Minute by minute, second by second
I watched it go out of my sight
When I think I’m misplacing it-
I sense it close me.
When I think I’ve misplaced it-
I perceive it before me.
That truly adorable pencil never fades away.
I compose my lovely poems with it,
I sketch the gorgeous flowers with it
Never has it gone too small to hold
As, when I really want to use, I catch a glimpse of it…
Jan 6, 2013
Jan 6, 2013 at 12:45 AM UTC
Shimmering pain at the coldness of birth,
What's your purpose?
First moment of unfair life,
Why did you bring me here?
Hollowing crawls from my first step,
What's your way?
Enjoyements and sins, that took me away,
What's this all sh*t?
Cold breeze on my eyeball,
While putting the shoes on my hands.
I look into the nearness with my lips
And try to reach the core of the Earth.
I hit the space, because I want to talk to the wall,
and try to catch them all.
You mean what?
Wonders of self-lovingness,
Towards You, Me, Them, Those...
The gate that is close to open through the wall,
Let me in and find me lost.
Keep your hands to yourself and reach me,
Then kiss me while you are pushing
me
away.
Love, that is screaming backwards,
Hold my brain with your crying heart.
Born me back to hauling death,
Let my eyes talk to your head,
Then take me and bring me back
On the thin line of curse of life.
Apr 19, 2020
Apr 19, 2020 at 8:20 AM UTC
..and we can only give
what we can give.
I opened myself
and handed it to you
in trust
peeled back the layers
of onionskin
as they fell
upon the ground.
My heart,
in shining pieces,
glows like diamonds
fresh from the earth
raw, rough
yet ever-true
pumping blood and lust
giving it so darkly
yet with infinite light.
My heart, yes, my heart
Only this
is what I have
to give to you.
How I wanted
to catch
the pulses of light
to cup them in my hands
and hold them
like precious chalices
made of fine materials.
Yet they seem to have passed
so **** quickly
along the overhead beams
like a conveyor belt
in a love factory.
How I wanted
to capture
their flames
like fireflies in a jar
so many points of luster
an inner glowing
up into the realms of faith
of wisdom
of kindness
of pleasure
How I wanted
to light you up
and be lit from within
for our points of darkness
to meet and explode
as shooting stars
bound for the same orbit
expanding until they could
enfold it all.
Now
it is up to me.
I must calm
the heart and mind
caught up
in turbulence,
storms of inner fires
I must calm the winds
lest my deepest self
blow away
I must save myself
before morning
and let sleep caress
my inner wounds
let the bounds of
lovingness
forgive me
as I forgive myself
for loving.
Feb 11, 2016
Feb 11, 2016 at 1:55 AM UTC
What is wasn't:
Wet
Sloppy
Childish
Silly
Ignorant
Cold
Short
Hard
What is was:
Soft
Sweet
Long
True
Heartfelt
Desirable
Romantic Maybe
Lovingness
Warm
Long over due
Firm
Worth waiting for...
Jan 28, 2014
Jan 28, 2014 at 9:51 AM UTC
That day when I was left broken
no words spoken
The day I reflected
the person who stared back at me with no reckon
Who I became
Now, filled with shame
Life shatter
Heart beaten and battered
and the end of the battle
Became a little rattled
Then I understood
what only I could
It was time for war
I knew this for sure
Against the enemy
Whose placed in life under many identities
you may know him, money,deceit or lust
there's only one person I trust
to lead me through this war of life
someone who can handle this strife
Life became harder
but it was a small charter
For the never ending lovingness
of my Lord and savior
Mar 24, 2016
Mar 24, 2016 at 10:54 PM UTC
The bed lays cold under your heart
White sheets adorn the lifeless room
Yet the sorrow in your look
That lovingness from those black sparkling eyes
Shivers the soul
Still you wait the return
The day to turn to a burning russet red
Where all rules are broken
For she who controls the past controls ..
The future
Sep 13, 2013
Sep 13, 2013 at 11:46 PM UTC
I've lost my father more than a year ago
It should be enough time to mourn, no?
I loved him with all my heart
And just like that he was taken out of
The only realities I've ever known
Yes, death is indeed inevitable
But is it fair to make us love something so ever dearly
To just rip it out of our grasp
In such short notice and in such swift torment
I loved him with all my heart
And my eyes will never shed enough tears
For a man that created a spectacle of all the other men
that had, has and will ever enter my life
And I'm unable to show my mother
This pain I feel
She's sitting in her room listening to the old
Warmth and lovingness in Michael Bolton's voice
As she cries to her heart's content and
She reminisces all the glorious times they've had
Ignorant to how I'd feel hearing the agony in her throat
I loved him with all my heart
To be selfish and to be selfless at the same time
And I love her with all my heart
To let her see the strongest and the most resilient
Version of her daughter
-fir.m
Dec 26, 2019
Dec 26, 2019 at 9:30 PM UTC
In the backseat of two-door cars,
Cackling at the fog,
Admiring frosted trees;
The bizarre glories of the world
Lay before in stone-cold vibrations.
Go back Jack, do it again,
Watch the wheels turn round and round
To goodwill tidings on clear cut highways,
Circumventing the haze of the suburbs
In odors of gasoline and burnt wheels.
Potholes bounce under foot,
E.D billboards taunting men
On voyage to shopping malls.
Days off and lay offs,
Getting the light and stopped on red,
Gazing at the sun to let the comfort in
To infinity and be-be-beyond.
Lofty goals atop cascading mountains,
Lined with jagged rocks,
Going to **** in mighty avalanches.
Calling back to the fall back of worry,
Our troubled souls running against the wind
As we mountain-goat up cliffs
Looking pitiful bathed in
The northern lights.
Oh how the heavens opened up,
How coastline of rocky ridges
Exploded in mental ecstasy,
Perceived through sagging eyes
Damp with the excess of life.
We're back, Jack, doing it again,
Travelling down well-worn roads where
You and I, He and she and they,
And ancient enclaves of ancestors
Journeyed through joy and sorrow
And the millions of pixels of grey area in between.
We've walked, run, and drove,
Talking madly to ourselves
In the tired eyes of those who want
To do the same and with them we continue.
We live in ourselves,
In candy-coated falsehoods of our own design,
Happy with good reason and lovingness.
And at it all, in the scope of our truth,
We laugh.
Dec 21, 2018
Dec 21, 2018 at 8:57 AM UTC