"rew" poems
Fishing early morning
On this great big lake
I can’t get a fish to bite
Don’t know what it’s gona take
I tried trolling plastic
Looking for some Eye
When I couldn’t even get a tap
I thought I was gona cry
I went and got some minnows
For ****** I would go
Thought I would get some dinner
But even they are slow.
Sitting here two hours
Not a ****** in my creel
If I try and fish for Perch
Maybe they’ll get real
Catfish on the bottom
Should bring something in
Still haven’t caught my dinner
My patience wearing thin
Running out of options
I don’t know what I can do
I guess I’ll have to buy my meal
When my fishing’s threw
Rew 6/6/10.
Jun 6, 2010
Jun 6, 2010 at 4:47 PM UTC
In Love
I am the wolf in winter woods.
The lion on the plane.
I am a bounding antelope.
I long to be your hearts true flame.
I am night, I take the sun.
I give you stars up in the sky.
I ask myself most every day.
Is true love another a lie?
I am the buck with mighty rack.
The tender spotted fawn.
Deep inside my heart I know.
It would hurt if you were gone.
You are desire in my passion.
My everything, my all.
Without you here to hold my heart.
So surly I would fall.
My life would mean so little.
Without you by my side.
If you weren't here to hold me.
Where could my sole reside?
Our bodies are our temples.
Mine would be but empty shell.
To live my life without you.
Would be such a livening hell.
My love for you is infinite.
Never will it end.
I am so deep in love with you.
My heart I can't defend.
So I ask my sweet, be gentle.
Love me strong and true.
We'll always be together.
You know how I love you.
Rew
Copyright ©2007
Jan 21, 2010
Jan 21, 2010 at 8:39 AM UTC
Interesting! The heart is caged, behind so many bony bars. Yet still it can be cut and slashed, then left so full of scars. We all have our turn left bleeding, our souls pouring on the floor. As the one we loved so much, passes through our door. The tears go rolling down our face, dripping off our chin. Every thought inside our head, saying it's the end. The joy in life forever gone, how can love be again? Is there anybody anywhere, who has a heart to lend? Every time I show it, it gets another burn. Why do I refuse to see, why is it I can't learn? Lost upon these desolate shores, I forever sail alone. A very very lonly soul, a heart that knows no home. A tall and raging water fall, seething emotions foam. Not a single drop of love, can to my heart be shone. As the emotion we most live for, strains through endless sands, a sun that lights our sky above, departs for distant lands. I'm now left standing by myself, a lonely broken man. Giving love to someone else, I no longer think I can. My heart broken to many times, now lost forever more. A sweet old man that lives alone, a bachelor to the core. Copyright ©2007 Rew
Oct 1, 2010
Oct 1, 2010 at 7:44 PM UTC
Your head upon my shoulder.
As I awake to mornings light.
With you cuddled up beside me
I just have to hug you tight.
You are the fire in my sole
You are truly my delight.
So when I look at you each morning
It makes my whole day right.
The breath I feel upon my cheek.
The way you gently kissed.
Will not hold me through the day.
In a minute T¿will be missed.
I¿ll dream of you throughout the day.
I¿ll get very little done
You are what I¿m thinking of
You know you are the one.
In a little while I¿ll stop for lunch
And I will dream of you
Then I will come racing back.
When my day is through.
Again I¿ll hold you in my arms.
And look forward to tomorrow
When I awake to mornings light
And once more your love to barrow.
Copyright Rew 2009
May 29, 2010
May 29, 2010 at 6:56 PM UTC
I just want to touch you
Hold you close through the night
I keep on dreaming
That some day I might
To feel your warm *****
So soft on my chest.
Your arms crossed my shoulders
So snug in our nest
Our legs so entangled
We can not break apart
And sleep like a dance
becomes another fine art
I just want to touch you
Hold you close in my arms
Kiss you so gently
I so dream of your charms
The softness the sweetness
The charm in your voice
.Like no other love song
It’s become my first choice
The first thing I hear when I awake
Also the last
Which to dreamland I take
Rew 3/15/10
Jun 12, 2010
Jun 12, 2010 at 11:19 AM UTC
A ship upon the ocean
With sails of blue and gold
With a stormy sea of love ahead
I must sail both brave and bold
I must hold aloft my colors
I must rise my voice above
So that you might hear it
I must call loudly of my love
I must tell you of my feelings
How you penetrate my soul
I must make you mine my lady
That is my only goal
Waves battering upon my bow
As I sail into this storm
Though it may be a thrilling ride
My love is not forlorn
For waves will fall
And sun will shine
It will be smooth and clear
My love will last through any storm
So please allay your fear
Your are the one t”was meant for me
Through eternity’s long grip
You are the love I’ve searched for
You are my sailing ship.
Rew 4/24/10
Jun 12, 2010
Jun 12, 2010 at 11:22 AM UTC
The touch of a poem
On my ears is so nice
It holds me it’s captive
Truly my vice
It’s rhythm
It’s cadence
Reeling me in
Blot out the present
And show me what has been
They talk of lost love
Long ago gone
They warn me to the next
I’ll again be a pawn
They have no voice
For not spoken
Their penned
They leave me quite spellbound
From beginning to end
This is my form
This is my grace
It is what I call fun
It must be my place
I love to linger
for many an hour
And when I get up
What has bloomed
but a flower
Another creation
From somewhere out there
Just how it came here
I don’t really care
I just enjoy looking
At all the beauty inside
But it was always here
So where did it hide
Why couldn’t I see it
If it came from my passed
If I don’t write it down
Why will it not last
Rew 3/28/10
Jun 4, 2010
Jun 4, 2010 at 6:42 PM UTC
Reflections in windows
Of my life that has passed
Shadows of lost love
On the payment are cast
Oh how I lament
the losses I¿ve paid
And long for new wisdom
From decisions I¿ve made.
Mistakes I¿ve made plenty
As have we all
When it¿s right in your face
It¿s a difficult call
Life does not wait
If in some corner you cry
You have to get up
Go back out there and try
And if you never find
What it is you may seek
You surly will not
If you don¿t take a peek
If you don¿t look round the next corner
To see what is there
You will not find a thing
And no one will care.
copyright Rew 2010
May 29, 2010
May 29, 2010 at 6:53 PM UTC
I awoke
In the middle of night
Down I sat
Some words to write
Something simple
Came to mind
A word or two
And yes they rhyme
Had to put them down
Before memories laps
It’s the only way
I may be able to grasp
The concept of
these words I write
That pulled me from
my slumbered night
A dream perhaps
A thought of you
That came to mind
And pulled me through
Into this awakened state
Now I must write
It will not wait
Rew 11/27/09
Jul 11, 2010
Jul 11, 2010 at 6:16 AM UTC
A word or two strung together
A story of my love
A memory from then and now
Time I keep thinking of
The times we hold each other
Soft kisses that we share
Words we offer one another
To show how much we care
Holding hands and walking
Down a sunny sandy beach
Grasping at the sky above
Could there be a star in reach
Good times filled with laughter
How we share each others love
My heart so full of caring
You are all that I think of
My happiness
My joy in life
Sweet tenderness
My lovely wife
Together we shall walk this path
So many never find
Enlightened by this love we share
Until the end of time.
Rew 7/5/13
Jul 14, 2013
Jul 14, 2013 at 11:49 PM UTC
My passion burns with deep desire.
Inside my chest explodes such fire.
It seers my brain with such delight.
To think of you
all through the night.
Your smooth and flowing gentle touch.
Excites my body Oh! So much.
Your lips caress upon my skin
Sweetly repeating every sin.
Such love and lust flow through my heart.
Cause me to dread the day we part.
Loves burning ember
you left inside.
Will not allow my soul to hide.
It rips and tears inside my brain.
Singing out loves sweet refrain.
Knowing my id can not escape.
My exit gone.
It’s much to late.
Well passed the time to hesitate.
Clearly now I see my fate.
Into this hole I freely fall.
The music of the sirens call.
Pulls on my tortured soul within.
Chasing out all that has been.
I am bewitched.
Now I see
You will never set me free.
Rew 3/18/02
Jul 11, 2010
Jul 11, 2010 at 6:13 AM UTC
She calls to my senses
My head swims in her song
I am lost in her music
Her pull is so strong.
Her spell has entrapped me
She is stealing my heart
I stay here in silence
As she weaves her dark art.
She captures my mind
with her words as she sings
She tells of the pleasure
Her warm body brings.
The softness the firmness
the sent of her sweat.
She knows I'll fall pray.
She has already bet.
She does not really love me
It's her form of abuse.
For the way that she lures me
she has no excuse.
She knows nature calls to me
she's sure of her craft.
She knows at her magic
she is rarely surpassed
No one escapes her
she's deadly and sure.
For the song she will sing to you
There is not a cure
She's lovely she's crafty
You best run while you can,
or your life will be over
long before it began.
Rew 6/23/04
Dec 29, 2012
Dec 29, 2012 at 11:57 PM UTC
breaths of somber stillness
folding thoughts like linens
below feet on the kitchen floor.
I drew a mountain using only
colours from your eyes and I
placed it under this town, it grew
until the streets didn't flow
the way they used to flow
and now I'm left with question
marks following street signs
standing on a corner wondering
where to go from here
May 31, 2014
May 31, 2014 at 5:38 PM UTC
She calls to my senses.
My head swims in her song
I am lost in her music
Her pull is so strong
Her spell has entrapped me
She is stealing my heart
I sit here in silence
As she weaves her dark art
She captures my mind
With her words as she sings
She tells of the pleasure
Her warm body brings
The softness her firmness
The scent of her sweat
She knows I'll fall pray
She has already bet
She does not really love me
It's her form of abuse
For the way that she lures me
She has no excuse
She knows nature calls to me
She is sure of her craft
She knows at her magic
She is rarely surpassed
No one escapes her
She is deadly and sure
For the song that she sings to you
There is not a cure
I am lost in her song
She has captured my heart
And locked it away
Every bit not just part
She is lovely she's crafty
You best run while you can
Or your life will be over
Long before it began.
Rew 7/16/16 rewrite.
Jul 18, 2016
Jul 18, 2016 at 2:36 PM UTC