Poetry Blogs (Mar 2017, love)
poemagraphic on TEA FOR TWO - with acknowledgments to Irving Caesar (1 hour ago)
Brian Maryon on TEA FOR TWO - with acknowledgments to Irving Caesar (3 hours ago)
M.C. Newberry on TEA FOR TWO - with acknowledgments to Irving Caesar (3 hours ago)
Brian Maryon on TEA FOR TWO - with acknowledgments to Irving Caesar (4 hours ago)
Your skin like the yellow brick road,
and what is it that creates that rush of blush?
I’d love to shovel out your flesh or drill through your cheeks
to reach those autumn leaves,
that grow behind the golden weeds,
the red leaves that were never green.
No, never new, they never grew,
they stayed and they remained:
Dying, but never dead,
thriving, behind your face of ...
Friday 31st March 2017 3:47 pm
I'd hold you close but you're not here, longing for you I shed a tear,the bedsides cold, my hands are too, If you were near I'd reach for you, the night sky is black but mostly blue,like how I feel when I'm missing you
Wednesday 22nd March 2017 4:35 pm
They make you promised,
But when the promises are broken,
They shout to the world that you are a liar.
They forced you to believe,
But when you lose faith,
They swear to god that you are not a believer
They seek your love,
But when you are forced to love them,
They says you are a slut, that's only want to play with their heart.
They craved for happiness,...
Tuesday 21st March 2017 4:02 pm
There is no meaning
and no sense,
I loved you and my heart began -
past years unknown
past pulse forgot
our heart defined
our lips sang
our hands mapped
I loved you with my eyes ...
Tuesday 21st March 2017 1:53 pm
Instead of your eyes, I see only warmth,
I feel only heat from the heart that you hold.
Inside those great pools of a deep, liquid hearth,
My own eyes seek shelter from the cruel in the world.
Instead of your lips, I see only my future,
All the stories ready to spill from your mouth, they unravel.
There it holds the embers of a pink, raging fire,
There it holds me, hypnot...
Tuesday 14th March 2017 5:10 am
For the first girl I really loved ... long gone ...
playing the fool
in the actor's
Among the packed
stalls of eternity,
than the aeons
Tuesday 7th March 2017 11:33 am
She speaks up for the thousandth time,
when it's easier to keep quiet.
A star who says what's is in her soul
when you respond with your mouth.
A shard of silver pain in her heart.
But they have no idea.
You say the first thing in your head,
collapse her nebulous boundaries.
She’s a people pleaser, easily moved
by those who would like her to fall.
A nebula that ca...
Tuesday 7th March 2017 11:17 am
I didn't think I could love anymore.
That intimate passionate naive love seemed extinct.
I could see why he was so in love with her, she was lovable. I felt a hint of jealousy but of their love not of her or him. She had what i once had with him and I longed for that whether it was with or without him. I just wanted to fall stupidly in love like I had in high school before I knew how harsh l...
Thursday 2nd March 2017 9:49 am