I feel broken deep in my bones a manifestation of love and of hope a paradox, and reality for those that understand their mixture of tropes strung along a line in the sky where creatures of earth dance to silent tunes embracing me, and you in rapture and in bliss…
Etiqueta: Love
“Flames of Love” by Julie A. Dickson
Firelight dances reflected in your eyes flames envelop burning wood slowly glows like your arms surrounding me until I burst into flames of love Copyright © 2023 Julie A.Dickson All Rights Reserved Julie A. Dickson is a poet and writer who advocates for captive elephants and rescues feral cats. Her poetry appears in over 55…
“Archery In The UK Doesn’t Seem To Be Done With Me–A Book Review” by Selma Martin
In late January, I preordered Archery In The UK, by Nick Reeves and Ingrid Wilson read it over the weekend and was just in time to post my honest review on Amazon when the book launched on February 01st. At the same time, I also conveyed my thoughts to the audience that follows my blog, singing the…
“Reflections of the Moon” by Cindy Georgakas
Reflections of the moon have me ponder all that’s gone on in a dark sky. Battling of the night, calming of the soul of a broken heart. To break is to heal, to bleed is to know you’re alive. Tears wash our inner world, scars scab over, light floods us with memories and chills….
“Fragmented Sky” by Jeff Flesch
There’s brokenness in pain and in the naturally fragmented sky clouds dispersing and coalescing at the same time a windy mood drops through the trees seeing majesty, knowing tragedy and loving you very simply Copyright © 2023 by Jeff Flesch All Rights Reserved Jeff Flesch lives in Corvallis, Oregon, and was…
“Your Six and My Nine” by Shalini Narang
You see a six, and I see a nine, Let it not be a cause to draw a line. Perspectives can differ between yours and mine, Life offers a smorgasbord to wine and dine. Entertaining varied ideas help us grow, Opening doors to new views and vistas bring a fresh glow. Likes and dislikes, options…
“After The Day Of…” by Camellia S.
A storm on the surface of skin, Rivers of the moon, a night jasmine rises… Fingertips and raw melodies Strum drown a ladder braid… By the deep blue, something bubbles… Near the horizon, lies distraught lace… Crash of waves, trills of string, Up above, the stars forget to sing… The Chained Lady and The Hunter,…
“Rates” by Walter Bargen
Aren’t all calls long distance, including local, otherwise we would be whispering, blowing gently in another’s ear, saying it’s true, and will always be true, when really it’s just the passing of time? You hope your lover rolls over, or doesn’t roll over, but accepts you, as you enter or are entered, which some…
“Songs of Love” by Julie A. Dickson
Late day sunlight fades from view, as crimson shifts to darkest blue, only pale moon light is true, I lay my head in dreams of you. Slumbered voices tend to croon, I’m left with such a lovely tune; songs of love will fill the room, final kiss, like rose in bloom. Copyright © 2023…
“Broken Grass” by Jeff Flesch
I see you in broken grass tall, formless, and looking to eat beside the hourglass we slip through time short in narration and long in susurrations, make the mind believe in love a moments wonder sitting beside you, counting blessings easing tension relating old fears to the waystation time, no…
“Love during Ice Storm” by Julie A. Dickson
Crystals form from heated breath, my love and I entwined – cannot tell where each appendage ends windshield glazed over, translucent light outlines shape of birds, nay doves on the wing, raptured frenzied flight to ecstasy we reach for lips, caress down long spines a-tingle, my eyes see clouds on glass, icy…
“House in a Storm” by Karima Hoisan
Hopeless as a shipwreck crashing on the waiting rocks Safe as a fireplace, and a living room, warm comfort- food, with a storm raging outside. Snug and dry… better not to peek through the drawn drapes. Beyond these firm but fragile walls the tides are coming in, with a howling wind For this…
“Password to Heaven” by Etya Vaserman Krichmar
She did not remember how she arrived here. She stood in front of the Pearly Gates and observed the clear blue skies with white puffy clouds. As she waited for her turn to enter, she felt the presence of thousands of departed souls surround her. After what…
“Courage Resurrects” by Jeff Flesch
I’ve come from afar another galaxy of stars away take shape in the sights, and sounds of the night a mirror image the fabrics and scents of you a remembrance of all that was once good and new take my heart into another dimension of space a place where light enters into the cavity of…
“Starburst Pattern” by Jeff Flesch
nestled together we outfit each other in layers of love enfolded in arms of passion and hope dripping from fingers anointed with sensitivity they manifest when close a starburst pattern traced over the mind’s eye connected always to your heart, and mine Copyright © 2022 Jeff Flesch All Rights Reserved Jeff Flesch lives in Corvallis, Oregon,…
“The Gift of Loving Perfectly Imperfect” by Cindy Georgakas
The hair raises on the nape of my neck, my face squints into condescension, my stomach is twisted like a Navy Seals knot, sucker punched. My knees buckle, and I fall to the ground when I hear the news that I already knew but so hoped wasn’t true. I’m carried to sea; lost, confused,…
“Missed in Any Weather” by Ken Gierke
“The farthest thing from my mind when I’m chipping away at the frozen layer on my driveway on a typical February morning in Missouri that has as much rain as snow is to wish for more of the same. But here I am on a ninety-six degree day in August wading through heat waves rising…
“Peak of Day” by Joni Karen Caggiano
tender hope wrapped in silk balloons with a blue-ribbon floret on summit smells of cedar, musk, and vanilla mourning life’s emotional buttonsu singing like heron’s hypnotic dance your avocado eyes cast like a movie shield me with ardor sworn eternally my curls signaling nerves to undress as virgin notes soften violin strings within a bed…
“Twilight State” by Jeff Flesch
I look through you into the vastness of space a mirror washing over time’s bleakness a desperate twilight state categorizing concepts into their proper place along meadows filled with new thoughts and feelings arising within a heart finally open to love’s healing Copyright © 2022 Jeff Flesch All Rights Reserved Jeff Flesch lives in Corvallis,…
“Seedlings” by Cindy Georgakas
Seedlings blow in the wind Playing hide and seek. Surprising and dousing us in delight. I remember when I sprinkled those seeds the last time I saw you And cried your name. I can hear the words as if they were yesterday. I feel our hearts beat as one. From ashes to ashes we go,…