"silouettes" poems
dolphins in the sunset jumping in the sea
happy and content as happy as can be
casting silouettes in the darkened sun
a picture so serene playing having fun
everything is quiet and the waters calm
a picture of tranquility filled with so much charm
like a work of art for all the world see
a picture to behold that makes you feel so free
Mar 13, 2014
Mar 13, 2014 at 8:00 AM UTC
Cut the forget-me-knots.
Dot the t's and cross your eyes;
My balance is a flight-risk.
I knew swindlers of used expressions,
Their attempts: relentless!:
Plucking and picking at taunt silouettes.
Close calls splintered by tall tales.
I held on by the skin of my teeth.
Swindlers with twisted policies
Racked on the broken back burner.
They got scare tactics
Slipping fast from mal-practice.
We we're born to withstand such turbulance
But just in case- i fasten my seatbelt.
Knees bent and heartfelt,
I render these empty spaces moldable.
Heavy minutes move mountains.
Little boy blue beat the big bad wolf
And balance is always a flight-risk.
(Written 4/12)
Jun 10, 2012
Jun 10, 2012 at 10:06 PM UTC
dolphins in the sunset jumping in the sea
happy and content as happy as can be.
casting silouettes in the darkened sun
a picture so serene playing having fun.
everything is quiet and the waters calm
a picture of tranquility filled with so much charm.
like a work of art for all the world see
a picture to behold that makes you feel so free
Mar 20, 2015
Mar 20, 2015 at 12:21 PM UTC
All is gone
I can only see darkness
And my mind's projection of the silouettes of my hands
The grandfather clock is broken
No repairman came knocking on my door
Nor did my house tell me it needed fixing
Soon the dust gathered on the golden bells
And the mahogany fell silent
The silver cogs were equally as inaudiable
The glowing numbers didn't shine anymore
Man, the only creature plagued by time
So accustomed to our sickness
I can still hear, in the back of my mind,
"Tik tok...
Tik tok...
- - -."
Apr 1, 2013
Apr 1, 2013 at 1:41 PM UTC
in the warm pleasure
of a pillowy plushness
as we settle in 4 bed
dozens of candles
dimly (dancing)
lighting the room
two silouettes
curvaceous, crazy
calling out names
frantic, feverish
moving melodic
rhythmic, rhapsodic
mmmnnn...
(it's getting warm in here)
rapidly warming
degrees of desire
sweating, squirming
melting into u...
Aug 7, 2011
Aug 7, 2011 at 7:55 PM UTC
Bright pink, satin red sunset.
Hallow wind,
Black silouettes,
Waves crashing,
More like gliding,
Folding over and under each other,
Just me and you,
Wet sand under our toes,
I always see the outline of your favorite hat,
But never a trace of your face,
Maybe I don't have to,
I know every line,
Every crease,
Because you gave them to me,
Like you gave me this yearning,
To be there with you,
An abundance of love and wanting,
Your presence more full,
Than the rising ocean,
I open my eyes,
Slowly,
Throw my feet over the side of the bed,
I rub away the dream with the back of my hands,
I can still hear the crashing sea,
But all I feel is empty,
I want to know your love,
I want these dreams to be real,
We're only a couple hundred miles away,
Why does it feel like more like light years away,
Why dont you want me dad?
Jan 27, 2015
Jan 27, 2015 at 1:30 AM UTC