"spellbind" poems
Once upon a very old time,
In a perfectly ordinary forest,
Created solely for my words in rhyme,
There lived a very smart tortoise, modest and earnest.
In this same forest of the mind,
There lived a vivacious hare,
She was so stunning, all animals she could spellbind,
And wherever she went, she spread love in the air.
It so happened that the tortoise, our protagonist,
Found himself having an intimate crush
On the hare and if you get my drift,
He wanted to live a life with her, lavish and lush.
So he decided that to her he would propose,
And try to woo her with his intelligence and brains,
To marry her was his ultimate purpose,
He would surely convince her of his pros and gains.
But to his utmost horror, she rejected him downright,
And looked at him in pure disgust,
“no”, she said, “ you can’t win my love’s right,
because it is not for you that I lust.”
But persistent, and smart, he threw a challenge of love,
To her straight to the face,
“will you agree to marry me, my pure white dove,
if ever I beat you in a race?”
The hare agreed readily to the proposition,
Amused to think she could win without a care,
Alas, she didn’t know what the tortoise knew about the situation,
For he had read the story of the tortoise and the hare.
As soon as the race started, away she zipped,
While the tortoise slowly followed behind,
“He’s lost!”, she thought, “ his cream has been whipped!!...”
but the tortoise had something else in mind…
Half way through the race the hare began to tire,
“Oh!” she thought, “for the tortoise I’m still way far ahead…”
so into the hollow of a tree she did retire,
to have a nap in nature’s comfortable bed.
She was still sleeping blissfully when the tortoise reached her,
And saw her asleep in the hollow,
He could have won the race and won his love so dear,
But though he had knowledge, his mind was narrow.
“She’s the girl I love”, he thought,
we should be on equal terms, I shouldn’t get an unfair chance,
and without any fortitude and forethought,
he took a rash decision without a second glance.
“hey! Wake up! The race is still on! Don’t stop!”
his bellowing voice awoke the hare,
she nimbly bounded away, refreshed from the pitstop,
leaving the tortoise to stand and stare.
Obviously, the tortoise lost and well,
What happened after, I know not,
I hear he spent the rest of his life brooding in his shell,
But all this teaches an important lesson about love, does it not???
Nov 5, 2010
Nov 5, 2010 at 10:38 AM UTC
dust has collected in this once filled room of my mine
it's floated and settled on the last few things left behind
spellbind
windchime
now i can say this empty space is all mine
8 years of pacing this room
8 years of shouting at the moon
8 years of sleeping til noon
just to ignore the fact I meant nothing to you
so much anger has made home in my bones
the way you used to speak about me felt like being casted with stones
I used to try and drown out your tasteless, colorless tone
you type "she's dramatic" in a text on your phone
I expected this feeling of indifference to feel free with no stop lights
yet this empty space
and this empty mind
coincide
with what I've known this whole time
that all too familiar feeling of restlessness has come to an end
and even though there are still memories burned into my head
I don't believe I have anything else left unsaid
I envied your callousness
I despised your self-righteousness
and i ached at your lack of consequence
what caught your eye was never my elegance
but rather my callowness
as the ice in your drink swirls and melts
and you're blaming me besides everyone else
as your anger starts to swell
just remember it was me who wasn't treated well
we can keep our heads down while our eyes meet on the street
while you pretend I don't resemble meadowsweet
and that we never danced in my kitchen with me on your feet
but
to be honest
in the end
we were always offbeat
when you chose to secede
I found you to not be an aesthete
if you could agree
to be without me
this story is begging to no longer be told
so maybe I'll revisit this time of my life when I've seen how my life will unfold
til then my king is fallen on this chess board
my feelings are buried far past the sea's shore
and I've finally
stopped keeping score
Feb 25, 2022
Feb 25, 2022 at 2:02 PM UTC
Ice Forest
Topiary chorus
Nature sings
Tree tops swing
Mystical chanting forest
Young branch rest
On wave of terra firma crest
Frozen crystals
On the rim
Of the icy limbs
Tree roots band
Hiding from breezy land
Criss cross as they talk
Underneath sleeping stalks
Spellbind
In seasons time
Smells divine
Of needled pine
First snow fall
Through wind and fright
Bend its limb at night
Glassy water trail
Reflect airborne quail
Doe track grooves
Her muddy cold hooves
Escaping slaughter
Protecting the precious
Ice forest daughter
Nov 10, 2018
Nov 10, 2018 at 11:19 AM UTC
*My poisonous love - A poetic soul
The modification of puckish heart- A cold - blooded bowl
full of your deviant love
stirred with the taste of your strawberry lips , I howl
Real night comes along midnight tranquility
I hear the echoes of yous, Oh cold - Breeze
drives me to your enthral heart
making me lost inside you; 'bout your spellbind heat...
.. resided to your deepen love belonged to mine
With night, you undress your flowery spirit for me, A sly
I rolled up the whole drooling persona of yours with... in the blanket
like a heart seems to be hooked up with its every salacious beat,
~ Oh My French romance & your Italian love so Italic ~
Habibi, I sing you a lullaby
Like a God blessing the whole heart, deeply
The game's made to be over, but not my love, sweetly
Sanorita, Maria, Bri-bee, hey, Nina bonita, oh honey-bee
whatever your name is; wherever you reside to, my spirit needs you completely.*
Mar 12, 2015
Mar 12, 2015 at 2:16 PM UTC
You came to me a morning star
You offered me infinity
I, bedazzled,
took your hand
We revolved around the sun
You ushered me to
an endless sea of possibilities
That was how you called it
That was how you used to tell me
You held me,
playing careful defense
A paladin
A sparrow to her nest
I, affected with great wonder
Mindlessly bathed the silken water
Drowned myself in the soft
bubbles of the crashing waves
Not bedeviled by troubles
nor disturbance, nor distress
You walked ahead of me
As if protecting me
from the swelling crests
or from the cold, or
from the salt that filled my chest
I, spellbind
influenced by your charms
and your incantations
Moved rakishly along
your convivial course
Unto your heavens
Unto your hell
Into your fire
Into your soul
that was what you said
That was how you used to tell me
I believed
I accepted in veracity
And I watched, a sentinel
As you moved in rhythmic steps
and playful gestures
Until I was confounded by
your intricate motion
I, caught in a whirling sensation
Imperiled by a tendency to fall
Was carried into your
nauseous complexity
I, paralyzed by my perplexity
You venerated me, you said
Or that was how you used to tell me
Yet, I was disconnected and
I, an amazed audience,
stood enthralled
Or was I merely standing in stunned silence?
Stupefied
Yet disconnected?
Jan 11, 2013
Jan 11, 2013 at 12:49 AM UTC
You can let your afro flourish
Straighten it to ease the effort
Curl it or cut it
Your hair is the frame that surrounds your beauty
It is the majestic crown you were born with
It allows your beauty to spellbind us
Through it your artistry is recognised
And your personality is advertised
Jul 8, 2019
Jul 8, 2019 at 8:59 AM UTC
your always on my mind
there is never a time where i find
some absence of you
oh how i wish to unbind
these thoughts to you that are so kind
the happiness id have
if our hands intertwined
you mastermind
do you have me spellbind
i want moments together to be on rewind
around you i act so purblind
to the bad, I'm blind
as long as your on my mind.
i never want you off my mind
Dec 6, 2013
Dec 6, 2013 at 4:47 PM UTC
i am supposed to be letting go
moving on, getting over you, and so
tell me how it is that once again
i found myself this morning
rolling over when a phone alarm went off and then
realizing it was your alarm not mine
and that your duvet and sheets were the only things adorning
our bare-skinned bodies as we lay together
and that warmth on my back was your fingers tracing down my spine
while you pulled me closer to you and snoozed your alarm after briefly debating whether
you were ready to get up or needed a few more moments
of just us, bodies entwined
the lightest of touches received as encouragements
serving to once and over again spellbind
in the soft morning light drifting in your windows
as we once again play the parts of slaves to our libidos
choosing to stubbornly ignore our established credos
in favor of experiencing the lows and crescendos
that inevitably follow any amount of time spent with each other's favorite ******
because i am yours and you are mine
and it's gotten to the point that we really shouldn't bother to deny
that this is not some passing thing
and what we had - have - isn't just a fling
but i guess you need time to get your head straight
to sort out exactly what it is that you feel, perhaps
so i will try to be patient and not remonstrate
but it's hard when i'm the one still in love
just waiting, wishing, hoping that maybe you will relapse
May 9, 2018
May 9, 2018 at 7:39 AM UTC
Who do you think i am?
Your little ***** to be followed?
What do you think i am?
Your runner up in the mellow?
Don't think i'm like the others,
for i am not.
Your so called ever lasting love
can go to hike.
You don't know Jack about me.
You don't know who I am.
You got no right to use me.
You've hit the wrong button.
I'm no fish for you
in the deep blue sea.
I'm no ordinary girl
for you to spellbind me.
The black dawn will come
when you realize what you lost,
Dark angels will fall
for you have no heart.
The chosen one is you
to be smashed
in the heart.
Just remember on thing,
that you had your shot.
Jul 23, 2013
Jul 23, 2013 at 11:22 AM UTC
To the black crystal sands,
She bound me by indenture.
Those eyes that hypnotize-
Said to siphon souls.
Forever, I sit caught,
Gazing empty - solid like stone.
Evermore, she slithers there;
Said to spellbind, her blood blinding stare.
If you appear in the ebony crystal dunes,
Know that her rounds are met with the full cresting moons!
Sep 13, 2014
Sep 13, 2014 at 6:16 PM UTC
Hold your tongue
and gently caress
your tears in silence
which you dare to confess
And with every little whimper
seal your lips just for me
spellbind them with ribbon
by our favorite hanging tree
And meet me down by the river
then swim beneath the waves
suffer in silence, my darling
shut your mouth--behave
Nov 5, 2016
Nov 5, 2016 at 11:58 PM UTC
You tie a ribbon around my neck.
It is my collar;
It is my noose.
But I won’t undo the bow.
As your red lips brush mine,
The satin tightens on my skin.
I can’t undo the bow.
I don’t want to anyway.
Though you choke me slowly,
I let you.
Why?
You are my torture.
You are my pain.
Your blinding black eyes
Enchant
And the fire in your tongue
Spellbind.
I am trapped
And I am yours.
Dec 28, 2015
Dec 28, 2015 at 2:22 PM UTC
Gone are the tails,
the shimmering whales,
gone are the watery sheens,
absent are mermaids
and absent, her trade,
told 'neath the blue and green sea,
quiet are sea maps
and quiet are *****
that conduct and yell and keep time,
silenced are wet niches
and silenced are witches
that spellbind within the dark brine.
But on songs will twirl
in the soul of the girl
that coils the gold strands together,
and beat the drums will
with a pulse in the still
that holds in our young hearts forever.
Nov 14, 2016
Nov 14, 2016 at 8:38 AM UTC
fragile as an egg
I crack my skull over the page
and astral project my discontent
in order to witness my disconnect
the black oozes out
and takes its sweet time
to reach for the sheets
of paper to rhyme
my disillusionment
with suffering not mine
it speaks to me
all of the time
grasping the page
black eases in
to fill the void again
in vain attempt to connect
the patterns perceived
by my hand-selected memories
filed all orderly
they spill out in a heap
and soak in paper-deep
it's not enough
and it will never be enough
but blood must be spilled
in order to keep
my gods alive
they wane with the tides
sanguine and weak
I give all I have
but it rarely seems
to have an effect other than
a brief reprieve
for myself
it doesn't help
or decrease
their suffering...
_so I weave words together
to spellbind the weather
from washing away
all I've worked to achieve
and perceive with augury
and sorcery and poetry
all scratched in the earth
so the world might hear me
vocalizations and invocations
fail to sway the rocks--
__stone-faced, anthropomorphic rocks__
--that just stare at me
secretly laughing
they're happy
their suffering
my gods are dying!
and I'm trying
to find a cure
but it isn't working
and more and more
I'm sure that_
a congregation of one is not enough
Jun 17, 2018
Jun 17, 2018 at 2:23 PM UTC
I didn't believe
that someone
could take my
heart in a beat
until I saw
a radiant smile
that left me in awe
but there's something
much more charming
than his smile
it's his laugh
I saw how his eyes glimmer
the moment he laughed
that's when I realized
I have never fallen in love
with somebody's laugh
Jun 19, 2020
Jun 19, 2020 at 8:45 AM UTC
the sky tonight looks dark,
she wonders,
where did the stars go,
little did she know,
not all of them are lost,
some are here,
unaware of it,
and wonders.
Jan 5, 2018
Jan 5, 2018 at 10:02 AM UTC
All my ties, let me unbind
My whole journey I have rewind
I want to know The Energy behind
Your devotion made me spellbind
Oh...Almighty please be kind
Help me to control inner wind
Ah... It's difficult,It's difficult
to pen down reflections of mind
Jan 28, 2018
Jan 28, 2018 at 10:51 AM UTC