"malachite" poems
we hail from synonyms
replicate those isles of dirt
jagged colossal terrains of earth
which sprouts to scrape
the wisps of pearly clouds
where marble and stone
splintered scorches of gnarled bark
where the soft paws of preying lions
roam within the sea of swaying golden grass
where each stroke of a feathered wing
flourishes the air with its mighty swing
and the threshold of mysterious beings
idle in mischief of deep blue seas
and those salty shores
swallow the iron hulk of ships
and ferocious savages of nature's call
groaning in mourn for her body
her crevasses and pools of spilling
crystal cerulean water
where the malachite moss
sits in stone of endless time
and trees groomed of wind and sun
prideful beneath the drink of the setting morrow
she yearns for the claim of her shape
for the purity of her waters like blood
her parched throat of sandy desert lands
amputated into wells of gorging oil
she suffocates from her very existence
a poison to herself
and as the days wan to a fast massacre
to her own suicidal mission
to feed our negligence
we label:
humanity
Jul 20, 2015
Jul 20, 2015 at 7:14 PM UTC
Born to the night in the cry of wolves,
We are….inked lovers spilling secrets, under velvet skies,
Shrouding the night in silver spools;
The season of silver silence, hangs upon shades of silken soul,
This midnight offering, a white entice;
My hair shimmers brightly, a wet fleece of gold, of shadow and starlight,
And shimmering hues, emerald and sapphire breathe kindred embers into the bellows of passion;
Challenging the flame that burns; entwined....
Whispered intrigue lays in the crescent of moon,
In an eminent blaze of sweetest surrender
Unborn whispers lie entwined with heated petals, silken;
We shiver....I shiver,
I am warm arms embraced;
Your lips hard yet soft against my side,
The feel of flesh warmed to a rising flame...
The long moon steps into midnight;
My ******* full of your hands as candles, pour hard against the ebon fall,
Luscious to the hush of soft smiles
Steeled eloquence flows in ribbon ripples;
Winter sown, blood quilled, in midnights cast;
Cloaked in beautiful, shadow's bed a bouquet of lacy foxglove...
Eyes closed and deep of breath,
Moistness seeps the sugared flower, and longing surges deep;
Shudder me wicked, drench me quick;
The wildness swirls inside as he moves like a shadow over my heart
His tongue eager to swim the gushing urge;
Touching, slick-slide, the soothe of smooth fingers slip past softness;
Lips cross, moist to moan me quick, sliding to quivers.
Thigh's whispering and heart pounding ,
Soft, the wind blows, tapping walls, fingers dancing
And shadow sways to moonlight...
Velvet-soft, the sweet of tongue's mesh,
Fire burning,
The tips of breast's aroused by the touch of a slow hand lover;
Your tongue gently rolls, wet and burning hot,
Hungrily, it feeds diving deep, and sandalwood spires upon the malachite air,
And burning murmurs the silent song, pleasures
Your flame to touch me hot, softly hard,
Against the darting quivering rose, stokes sweet, the flame of conjure....
I weep as you strain to slay this huntress of indolent submission;
Descending into darkness, I squirm upon your touch, lifting my altar upon your hunger,
Eyes lost to ecstasy, the flow quickens from abyssal moans;
Overflowing with need, release bound by gold shattered stars
Suckling whispered thoughts;
With us, for us, in us, in dreams, in thoughts, in love
....And in....time my love..................
Aug 8, 2012
Aug 8, 2012 at 5:31 PM UTC
Scorpio ♏️
~~~~~
Scorpio needs the healing of Aquamarine
Charolite, Turquoise, Malachite or Emerald
Obsidian Black , Golden Topaz and Boji Stone
Ruby, Lapis Lazuli,Green Tourmaline,Kunzite
Peridot , Rainbow Moonstone, Rhodochrosite.
I know of Variscite Hiddenite n Apache tears.
Or Herkimer Diamond ,Hiddenite , or Variscite
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Written by Philip
December 22nd 2018.
Dec 22, 2018
Dec 22, 2018 at 2:34 AM UTC
Capricorn ♑️
~~~~~~~~
Capricornian don’t mind me. I can’t live as you.
As you have the highest of standards always.
Peridot,Garnets, Agate or Turquoise to wear
Ruby’s grace a beautiful young maidens hair.
I can see the jewels in your eyes as you smile.
Carnelian stones or Malachite for soul healing
Or Jet ,Smokey Quartz or shiny Black Onyx.
Red Garnets,Blue Aragonite,Green Tourmaline
Nonsuch is the birth symbol ,graceful as thee
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Written by Philip.
December 19th 2018.
Dec 18, 2018
Dec 18, 2018 at 8:34 PM UTC
Upon the shores of Malachite
Next to the cobalt seas
Under molten silver slivers of moonbeams
That shatter on the crystal icing
Covering the diamonded waterfall
By the golden sand . . .
Gather the Unicorns
Of Neptune , Uranus , and Pluto and beyond
Playfully cavorting between
Steel seas and emeralded mountains
On the frozen sands of time unchanged
For a thousand Earth's comings
But it's just a dream
A lunacy , a nothingness in the night
All my Unicorns have taken to flight
And were never there
Or were they ?
All the frozen seas . . .
Are now warm Florida Keys
Under a full August moon
And all the mountains . . .
Are impossible fears
That have faded into prairies
Swelling like seas
And there are no proof prints
In the sands of time
Of a far away race
Frozen in time
Mar 11, 2015
Mar 11, 2015 at 10:05 PM UTC
Sagittarius ♐️
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Sagittarius is so joyous and very fun loving
Amethyst,Turquoise,Lapis Lazuli n Blue Topaz
Grace her body with healing properties now.
I recommend Azurite stone, Blue lace Agate
Tourmaline pink, Malachite, n Yellow Sapphire
Topaz of white and beautiful Ruby Stones
A Zircon Crystal and Snowflake Obsidian
Rich Merlinite, Labralite ,Dioptase n Charolite
In these healing crystals wear them with faith
Understanding the powers the Universe grants
Sacred is the space that you take upon Earth.
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Written by Philip.
December 23rd 2018.
Dec 22, 2018
Dec 22, 2018 at 7:52 PM UTC
Watch me as I unwrap... passionate,
In the drench of our rain.....
And night falls...
A silent murmur
Where the heart pauses,
A malachite shadow
Penetrates fire,
Burning
A flame's fierce lick
Beneath pulse...
Somewhere....
His smile touches
Warming the red sea of my heart
Pulsating ripples, spread
Soliloquies upon my skin
Orated in Southern sighs...
Slowly...
Desire engages,
******* hardening
Under tongue's brush;
Moist ripe, swollen folds
Tempt his lips to kiss my yielding
Where breath catches,
And I ... smolder within each touch...
Drenched..
My scent quivers languor,
Rhapsodic,
Drowning pools, orchid petaled
Finger parted... tender;
Under sweet seduction,
Stirring the supple bloom,
Tasting the restless currents
That throb through my milky sea...
Small moans...
Electric blue hangs the air..
Primal lust etching curves,
Tracing dewy flesh,
Heating
Skin on skin,
****** scent….arousing,
Tongue brushed hardness
Between dampened lips...
Hot....
The scorching sear... stigmata
Sin licks along thighs,
Essence, dripping,
S W E E T
Sensory overload,
Breaking my binds...
Feed...
My appetite,
I am.. lashes soft, licking thoughts
No words
No words...
Just....
Feed the need that overwhelms,
Grow inside me,
Fill me once again.......
Jan 30, 2013
Jan 30, 2013 at 1:13 PM UTC
“ Crow “
Whatcha stearin at ye scrawny bird
Ah’ll draped in black en
wi malachite eyes,
Whitcha Feathers in tatters
ah’ll covered in crud
Hoppin en skippin en lookin so wise,
Whydja squawk et mi in that orible way,
Whydja caw en caw en caw et mi
Ahs’tha reely got summat to say
Ah’stha reely got summat to say,
GEERCHA yer self bak up in’te sky
En leave mi alone wi mi beer,
If ye stay round ere
yel end up dead
yon fox el av yer i fear,
yon fox el av yer i fear
so leave mi alone wi mi beer.
Alan nettleton......... + bottle n arf o' whine...
Jul 8, 2010
Jul 8, 2010 at 7:23 AM UTC
Secret Garden
Rose buds dressed in pastel pink,
Waxy coats,
Keep secrets locked tight,
Till they bloom,
They'll never tell,
Not indiscreet,
As buds are open,
All set free,
Release sweet secrets to you and me,
Fuschia dark awaits her popping,
As child,
Was a game,
Her secret's darker than her flower,
That's why she stays locked tight!
Aquilegia, my Columbine,
Keeps delicate secrets,
Safe in fragile name,
As dainty dancer,
Secrets safe from Pantaloon,
Les Millions d' Arlequin,
Harlequin seeks his columbine,
A comedy of errors,
He'll never find!
Garden secrets will release if in crazy error,
The grass finds out,
Whispering in tongues,
With conscience sadly lacking,
On breezy days,
As zephyr lifts,
Malachite secrets,
Malevolence released!
By ladylivvi1
© 2013 ladylivvi1 (All rights reserved)
May 26, 2013
May 26, 2013 at 8:08 AM UTC
It is peaceful here
in the meadow
outside your gate,
the zebras gather
& float between the ferns,
hues of jade & malachite.
I hear the lone Nightingale
deep in the bush
a **** does crow
& I am spellbound,
held breathless
by your nakedness,
my vision.
May 5, 2015
May 5, 2015 at 10:03 AM UTC
The world is too small for me.
The land, with its palette of
Green, the malachite feathers quivering on the
Brown, rough boughs of trees, that sprout from the soft
Earth, dotted with flowers, their petals
Prismatic, broken rays of a rainbow -
Red dust stained with
Yellow grain crossed with
Violet air blended with
Blue seas that stretch into darkness.
I cannot see in the dark, and the sky,
The sky is bright.
I am compressed.
Filled with the need to stretch out my arms
And let the wind
With its opalescent hands
Carry me into the atmosphere
Like a meteor
That fell, the fire of its descent stripping away its rocky flesh
Leaving behind only bones made of skin
Returning home.
I could speak to the stars.
My words traveling through the void of space
Silent, but not voiceless
And marvel at the heat touching my blue lips.
I could touch the sun.
The fiery eye surrounded by bright, unfurling rays -
I could pluck them
Like the daisies I had thought so magnificent as a child,
Their soft, white crowns served as the stars
To my younger shadow.
Their tangibility comforting
In a large world.
My, how I have grown
When the world has not.
I would preform ballet on the bands of light
Being drawn into my own black hole.
The ravenous hollow created out of destruction
And when my body breaks apart
It will do so with the light.
I would waltz from asteroid to asteroid
Their metallic bodies cold beneath my bare feet
As they spun, empty and lonely -
But I would turn with them
Smiling and laughing silently
And I would feel free.
There is so much
In my sky
Past the blue.
But, no matter how tall I grow
Or how high I jump
Or how far I stretch out my arms
I will not ascend
To where my heart has gone.
Nov 4, 2013
Nov 4, 2013 at 9:21 PM UTC
A smell so delicious,
Persues the kiddies around the lounge.
Wafts from the kitchen.
Such luscious aromas.
Fresh pastry, as mince pies she's baked.
The tree pined longingly for a special relationship.
This Christmas had to find itself a home.
Where it was warm and cosy.
To stand outside no more.
Safe indoors from winter's storms.
It stood as a puff ball of needles.
Malachite and emerald.
Peridots of stars that sparkle.
Free-standing tall, stuck in a *** of soil,
Waiting to be decked in tinsel.
Let the belled garlands ******
While the tree top lights twinkle
Where peeping neighbour's could be nosy.
To spy in through the windows of the house next door.
Check out their tree and their presents for sure.
While the turkey roasted in the foil.
Smell the children's excitement.
Senses all a flare.
Sound of ripping wrapping without even a care.
Excitement of children and adults.
Ready for Christmas day!
By ladylivvi1
© 2013 ladylivvi1 (All rights reserved)
Dec 11, 2013
Dec 11, 2013 at 2:35 PM UTC
Damnably grey, I sink into
A lightless sea. My breath falls
In gasps of air, my eyes
Shut as gas rises. Dear Pity
May you have my lungs fill with
Cold, watery iron until the
Sharks carry my pieces like
Prayers to fishing boats.
Stuck in the colloid
Of my wasteful life I create
My own shadow - malachite jaw
Swallow me before I am
Forced to burn the belly of
A whale. Moon thief lends
My paper body a dapple of stolen
Light to dry my soggy skin.
If only the black water could
Clean between my numb ears -
Instead it sits tepid and full of
Mosquitos leaking with eggs and blood.
All I wish is for a wind to
Uncloud me, for air to inflate
Me. I breathe, I breathe -
More fool I.
Mar 11, 2014
Mar 11, 2014 at 8:32 PM UTC
There is a magic in the midnight sky;
In tinted arctic dawns that gild the snow;
In golden, sunlit jungles of Khitai;
The glory of a Persian sunset’s afterglow;
In the aurora’s weird, unearthly light,
Where stars are eyes obscured behind a veil
Of dancing amethyst and malachite;
The vivid transience of the meteor’s trail;
The silence of a ruined city of the waste;
Moonrise that dapples the deserted plain;
A solitary island by wild seas embraced;
By blind, perpetual tides that surge and race
To thunder on the skyward-reaching shore in vain;
In trackless forest; in high peaks cloaked in a shroud
Of evening mist; in galleon-sails of summer cloud;
In all the endless beauty that this world contains...
Apr 11, 2013
Apr 11, 2013 at 6:25 PM UTC
You wore your flame hair
across your pretty face
hiding malachite
& your freckle-constellations.
The stars that melted me,
I got lost in them
when you combed your hair back
in a cute little red bun.
Aug 30, 2014
Aug 30, 2014 at 6:04 AM UTC
Malachite.
Lapis Lazuli.
Refreshing Sun or Moonlight
Please
renew me.
Nov 23, 2016
Nov 23, 2016 at 7:35 AM UTC
CONJECTURL AMBIT
The earliest thought- I was a blind rock: mineral feeling of an uncut idol, my pressed wings induce a false sleep. I don't trust me as part of a building because my frozen nerves are still related to ****** business and my stability depends on old things' roots. Like a snail in the memory's spiral I make slow circles in a Levantine tower, living places are overlapping to form an upright native land, a growing mirror with all my moments in a wintery evangelical succession, annular heads raising from a well where peoples' liquid mind mix. I can hardly bear it, wearing fancy clothes I try to cover the mythological Meat, the inhuman side of the flesh, the anatomic stains. Drinking tea I clean my conscience, oh, lovely furniture and fine art objects, do you realize that I'm completely happy in your abstract presence? Do you realize that you keep my eternity in precious fragile eggs? You bloom at the end of the matter, you touch the other sky, the brown heavy sky polished by silvery cats-indefinite slippery ideas about beauty, the intimate effort of a deeply ploughed woman in order to cicatrize herself. The meadow's malachite door is open, I can see the primary glaucos mass of terrible friends, butterfly marrow, the viscous veins of raw angels, my negative steps under the ruined house, our unforgettable bodies swimming in the magma. So, I'm a resting beast between fish and bird, nothing is totally seen or totally heard, this light Protection, the transparent humanism is the only glamour of the organism
Aug 22, 2016
Aug 22, 2016 at 11:09 AM UTC
I’ll chase you over
backwards and sideways
cover you in chocolate,
peel off your shell,
fill you with another body
I’ll eat you a rainbow
separate the opals,
moonstones,
malachite
love—little girl with scotch-brown hair
soft, eggshell yellow and
crack
oh god...
I'm sorry.
Apr 22, 2018
Apr 22, 2018 at 9:34 AM UTC
Scarlet tufted malachite sunbird
Ruby, emerald, sapphire
Feathered jewels take flight
Apr 25, 2018
Apr 25, 2018 at 5:16 PM UTC
Strange, how
when I think of you,
I think of pomegranates,
I think of raging streams
& pistachio ice cream
& the planets.
I think of
your malachite eyes
& whiskey,
& how you made
me feel in Manaus,
smoking twisties.
Yesterday,
at 3:31 in the morning,
I was thinking about
your firm thighs
& your tender touch
& the reasons why
I cry.
But mostly,
I think I think
too much.
Apr 22, 2014
Apr 22, 2014 at 9:25 PM UTC
Your body heat always generated
more from me,
such a risk taker you were,
ready at the helm
& so accommodating.
It was as if malachite & chocolate
held specials powers,
a magnetism that created
the greatest ******* of all time.
Perhaps, the biggest
in the entire universe.
Epoch.
Like were we really the first ones
to discover the *****
provocative private photos,
the hood of cars
& special party favors?
The madness of the day
ruled our fiery hearts
& we couldn't get enough
sensuous playtime.
But who were those people,
those disruptors of love,
the joy killers,
who surely did not,
did not come from above.
Certainly they came,
they came from below,
from the very gates of hell
& I gave up forgiveness
so long ago.
Aug 23, 2014
Aug 23, 2014 at 4:00 AM UTC
In the second hand soothing
of darkest address: frost crawls.
Having crept down the alleys
on serpentine silvers
to pilfer the vaults of an Indian Summer,
in crystalline raiment
the malachite pavements
succumb to its covering sprawl.
On shellac returns of lamp delta falls
minutiae maraud in bitter sweet symmetry
shattering petals, encasing in glass
the Stella shot run of the vine.
A glacier tourniquet scuppers the mold
an accomplished assassin of natural device,
with icy indifference it hushes the *****
The Moon, for the life in her eyes.
Jun 3, 2016
Jun 3, 2016 at 3:48 PM UTC
A colour of the spectrum
Located between blue and yellow
Poor, green, not as fresh as blue
Or as pretty and bright as yellow
Yet, it's the colour associated with
Springtime, youth, hope and envy.
Ahh, beware the green eyed monster
Jealousy, verdant grows within.
Green the most important colour of Islam
Celtic Ireland, verdant paradise
Camouflage, hide, conceal, all green
Youth hides it's innocence
Innocence, shaken on the boughs
Malachite, verdant, verdigris
How odd this colour means so much to so many
Europe and the US attributes the colour to the Devil sickness & death
But spring is life
Not death
Green for go, green for environment,for
Death, malaise, poison, British racing green
Such a small colour
Such large meaning
Beware the colour green
It has too many meanings, to many connotations
Apr 18, 2014
Apr 18, 2014 at 12:03 PM UTC