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Twas a full moon shining on a cool summer night And hound dogs were howling at its silver shadowed light. I heard but a whisper on the cool evening breeze, Twas the voice of a woman I used to chase and tease. Our love was forever, at least I used to think it so. Then came the day she left me; I wondered, where'd she go? If true love lasts forever, was this love not for me? I heard an answer on the wind - Son, your true love is she. A true love will always linger in the shadows of your heart Even when the one you love has chosen to depart. True love is the love you gave, no matter what the cost It will return to you again, for it is never lost. Like a full moon shining on a cool summer night With placid waters glistening in its silver shadowed light Love comes like a whisper on a cool evening breeze A gentle touch, a soft caress, a rustle in the trees. There is no bitterness in the past, if your love was true The sweetness in the memory is true love's gift to you A rising sun or new full moon is not a memory And so will love come once again, if you let it be. Twas a full moon shining on a cool summer night And hound dogs were howling at its silver shadowed light I heard but a whisper on the cool evening breeze, Twas the voice of love's song...answering my pleas. 11-17-12 *An excelent collab,with John Wulf & Dan Kearley*
"This is dedicated to all who understand this. Whether we like it or not." -D.J.E. I wasn't gonna write this But Emotions are stirring high Cannot believe How much time has passed Still feel your presence Memories Of the slowest death Ever felt Running parallel To these present seconds An ugly revelation Tainted the sunshine That bared on our souls 365 days ago So many tears Had filled the ocean Of despair For love's river Were held back by presumption's walls Uncertainty The dam's of what could have been Here I stand In this present moment Your essence still lingers Like the flakes of a dandelion b r e a k i n g f r e e From its home Tormented echoes of "why" "How come" "Please don't go" "I love you…I love you so much" High pitched resonations Float upon Rafts of secondary importance And yet This heart still knows For it will always recall Its truth Promises Empty Played me a fool While you held hands With inevitable Crossing fingers With diffusion Across my shoulders Left me uncomfortably numb All my rights Unreserved And all the while I Simply Believed In tomorrow Because My foolish hopes Continued to warp my mind Maybe if I didn't look back when you walked away Like the rules said… …No matter. These soft acoustic riffs Replay in my head You were my "Wonderwall" "You could've been the one…to save me" But I overcame For I Saved myself Didn't want to be an inconvenience for you Colors of Fall Your favorite season Kinda ironic You were like Summer & Winter Knew when to turn up the heat Make me sweat Each new arrival A summer equinox Each departure A rainstorm But, when it was over Nothing but cold Blizzard languages Frostbitten Even solace's bandages Could not heal But, I weathered the storm And would do it again Cause it was for real … Here I am 52 weeks have past Occasional recollection Of that hourglass With no more sands Buried in dragon's chest You are in my silent prayer Always But Know this Even though you are contained Within my heart's asylum cell block home I loved you With all that I had So much That you will be the only regret I will ever be proud of. © Drake J. Eszes
Oh, summer sun, all winter I have missed your stale hot breath upon my upturned face; your tongue that seers my flesh as I unlace the strings on my bikini. I am kissed by sultry lips that burn. I can't resist! I bask in light of day, and I embrace Your penetrating rays that find each space of skin exposed. I wait and plan my tryst. And when you come, I'll reverence you once more, supine, as you would have me, to receive your torrid touch as token of your lust. In June we'll meet as always by the lakeshore. I should not go. So well you can deceive. Some lovers you have killed! Yet still I trust. . . *For A Rambling Poet's Scavenger Hunt Contest This poem emulates the lovely haiku called "dappled sun," (6/9) and also it is a love poem for summer much like Constance's Senryu "Winter Love" is her love affair with winter.
Yesterday I dreamed a dream, that had no end. You in your white gown, and long, black hair flowing. You were calling my name. I heard you, but I couldn't reach you! And when I say your soul was tainted. You went out in the night life. You dressed in your black, evening ball gown. You danced till the Red Sun came out, over the horizon. You smiled at me. A flame in my heart burned red hot! My knees and hands shook with nerves; Nerves of love and joy. I blew you a kiss, but you turned away! Oh, please don't turn away from me, for I would die, if it happened again! Your beautiful and golden heart showed me the truth. The truth that every gentleman wants to hear. I've seen you walk the streets, in the blue dawn of August. As I followed you, you stopped and looked at me. You smiled so beautifully, and my heart fluttered into oblivion! You walked with your friends and I went my way. I couldn't find a single trace of you that day. I cried out "Why did I leave her like this?!" I looked for you, all over the courtyards and town squares! Yet no sight of your beauty. ... No sight of your golden heart, that I hold so dear to mine. Where did you go? Why did you leave? Why did I leave... that is the question! I should have stayed by your side, till the ends of time. Yet I had left. Why...? One gloomy and parish midnight. I came along a road, and soon found myself in front of a wayward cafe. Smiling faces all around me. I spotted a beautiful face that outstood all the other faces around me. It was yours. Your face brought me to sanity and I went over too you! You spotted me and tried to run! I caught you in the dirty hallway and pulled you in. Our eyes met and I fell in love once again. Sanity re-entered my mind, body and soul. I kissed you and you kissed back. You held my hand, and we left the cafe and walked down the street. The street was gloomy, yet we together brightened the dark street. We went back to the lit up city streets, of the lands filled with smiling faces, and we fell in love and slept together. You lay there in my restless arms and I gave you a sweet kiss, upon your sweet and soft head. Your dark hair was sweet smelling and felt of silk. I closed my eyes and fell asleep with you, there in my arms and we dreamed together till the morning came and woke me up, and took you away from my weak and weary arms. I dreamed a dream of you.
Was it all a sweet dream or just reality?, I sit and ponder that very thought, During the daylight and in the nighttime, Wondering, were we ever there or not? A crescent moon smiled down on me, Shedding it's white light upon the ground, I sat amongst the petals, waiting patiently, And it was there, that me, you found. Lavender flower petals I did pluck, As I was seated atop the green hillside, Does he love me, or does he not?, My love for you, I could not hide. I only saw you as a dark silhouette, A shadow that walked upon the ground, Among silver stars and a midnight sky, Your gentle voice was the only sound. My darkened silhouette was no longer alone, While yellow fireflies around me dance, When you came to join me atop that hill, In the meadow's softly illuminated romance. I was embraced within your arms, As your most tender kiss met mine, On that one warm summer's night, When our kindred spirits did entwine. So sad was I when the time came to part, As the rising sun shined golden upon my hair, Although, what a beautiful dream it was, When I awoke and found you there. Waking Dreams Contest April, 4th, 2014
Blue velvet was the rose gifted my heart. Poet was he and blue the blood from his thorn, a rose as blue as the summer skies a rose as blue as his ice blue eyes. Poet was he and blue the blood from his thorn. So gifted was he with the blue roses form. a rose as blue as his ice blue eyes, with thorns as sharp as his beguiling lies. So gifted was he with the blue roses form a rose as blue as the summer skies with thorns as sharp as his beguiling lies. Blue velvet was the rose gifted my heart.
We let down the top to soak in the sun Now that the harshness of winter is done As you let back the seat and put your feet on the dash Saying, "keep your eyes on the road I don't want to crash" I truly must admit that I'm torn completely in two The coast has its beauty, then again so do you As the beauty of the Sun is absorbed by your skin Like a kid at the candy store I simply want to dig in If life is a candy store sweetheart you are the treat All the other candy I tasted, never tasted so sweet The reason I love summer is because of the heat The skimpier the bikini, the greater the treat I can't begin to express how wonderful you are Saying, "hey take a look at her I'll steer the car" At first I truly had no idea what I should say? Though now it's, "ok sweetheart, have it your way" I think that is because you know these words are true I may take look at her but I shall forever belong to you Summer is a time that is as bright as the sun Out goes the cold as it's replaced by the fun We have our barbecues and sit under the stars Let down the tops and go for rides in our cars Go tend to our gardens in farmer John clothes Truly amazed at how fast everything grows Go hang out at the river as well as the lake Cover ourselves in oil than let our skin bake Embrace the moments because these words are true The days last much longer and the sky is so blue The dog days of summer I reckon that's so We bark and howl at folk we don't even know If life is banquet then summer is the feast I think we should gobble it up, to say the least Written for john's Summer contest.
The smell of the summer night air Takes me back to times we shared You and I dancing beneath the moon Crickets playing a lovers tune Trees full with lush green leaves Whispering poetry to you and me A view from beneath a Missouri bluff Talking of passion, love, and lust Your hand in mine strolling the path Sitting on the deck and looking back Picnic tables and barbecue grills Driving and parking, is this for real? My memory's filled with your sweet love Do you remember that snow white dove? A kiss goodnight under a star filled sky Best friends forever, a promise, no lie It excites me to think that every year Whether life or memory I return here We will create magic again I know On a summer night in the moon's soft glow Copyright © 2009 Lena "Lolita" Townsend *inspired by John Heck's "Summer Celebration" contest
A banyan tree that shields from tropical summer sun A symbol of selfless love and sacrifice A preserver of values that modernism has shun No praise is enough, no gratitude suffice Her love for her children is like blossom of springs An angel she appears, a fairy she seems It's a symphony for ears, the lullaby she sings The lullaby that drifts you in the valley of dreams A teacher, a guide, a philosopher, a friend An architect, a builder of beauty and grace A garden of roses that fragrance send Serenity of a lake where ducklings race She suckles her babies with white blood of breasts The hearts yearn for her bosom's paradise She strains every nerve, sacrifices her rests Burning midnight oil with sleepy eyes The special mothers that God has blessed Maryam, Khadija, Fatema and Asiya Women par excellence, mothers at best Whether in Africa, Asia or the West Mothers are an oasis in the desert of life Their love and passion isn't for display Chained to the oar in your perils and strife A shower of rain on a hot summer day *** (Dedicated to my mother Begum Najmunnesa, who left me alone in this world at the age of twelve and all the mothers whatever caste, creed, colour, religion and nationality they are. I salute them all) •
What is ? ----- Is it ? What is happiness ? A hot summer day, walk barefoot in cool grass Picking a large bouquet of summer flowers and then merge a flower crown Maybe get a good advice of flower Daisies : love me, love me not, love me, love me not....... What is happiness ? Listen to the frogs love song by the small pond in the woods Enjoy a fantastic and very light spider webs Who can do better than the spider See the raindrops on a leaf, which glistens in the sun shining like jewels Meadow which is full of yellow dots when Buttercup is smiling and nodding What is happiness ? Hand in hand on charity trail be giddy with love A tender and gently kiss of the one you loved The dream of a family, have children and experience that new life is born Living life together for better or worse and that the device love never ends Happiness for me is that you are here 03.05.2012 A-L Andresen
Pursue love, the love that has no meaning, the silver ports of the moon, shine so bright, that it blinds you in the twilight she is beautiful and she is divine she is the song sang by the sweet nightingales in the gardens of worthy, overgrowning and blooming roses, like wildfire grow tall and the thornes of the vines tangle around her feet and drag her ever so slightly throughout the garden of beauty. As the roses lay along a table, as she sits at the table and she waits for me, the wordman to come to the dinner table at the stroke of nine and sit with her, start a scene or two of romantic setting, to pursue love in her name. Love is around us, the candlelight shines and reflects in her silk hair, as her evening dress glitters and shines and her bossom shows itself in the nightsky as we lay together, we pursue a dream together, forever we live together forever, as we stand upon the belcony of Romeo and Juliet's love scene we swim in a pool of sweet divine care and love, we swallow grapes and drink wine hand and hand on Persian rugs and virgin white cloth sheets, we dance to a simple, yet sweet Chopin's masterpiece of his beautiful nocturnes, which make such a sweet and romantic song in our heads. We stomp out the flames as we dance the night away, and you lay in my arms, and I kiss you upon your lovely head, and you hold my hand, and I hold you tight never thinking of letting your love go away from me, I would take my own life, before I lose your love. See us together, it is a painting that lasts lifetimes, that needs no touch-ups. I care for you and love you! Love me, I know you will. My sweet and loving portrait lady, who in reality is more beautiful than a fully bloomed rose that sits on its green stem, in the garden of beauty that sits outside my window. Come up to my chambers as I picked roses for you and pettles litter the atmosphere as love's tension grows and suspence brings us together, let us make love tonight seal the passion and pursue love once and for all. Then shall we wake with the first rays of the blazing of the morning sun, I shall wake next to your beauty and glory, and I shall point my attention to the heavens and thank the Gods for sending you on the open road, toward my chamber door, I call my heart. Then we shall dress, and walk the pathways in the garden of beauty and I shall pick a bauquet of roses and we shall sit by the lake and pursue our love for one another and nothing, not one earthquake shall shake us apart. -9/26/2013-
Summer of '99 How ironic. There I was, waking to a magnificent kaleidoscopic sky and I had no one to share it with. I thought you'd be there but I knew that it was too good to have lasted. It was too perfect-- you were too perfect, all the way down to your cheesy pick up line... "Steamy Summer Love" indeed... But what is steam anyway? I guess the love that we shared that summer literally evaporated. All at the heat of the moment. How cliched. But it sure burned me, now I realize how true it is that steam is way much hotter than boiling water. Was it all a dream? I tend to think so, but then I finger the bracelet around my wrist, and realize it was true after all. Breath on breath. Skin to skin. Heartbeat to heartbeat. Soul to soul? I thought so. I've come back here, to this same spot where we were a year ago, just for me to let go. Literally bottling up everything... this write goes in this bottle, as well as some sand here and your joke of a bracelet. I'm tossing this out to sea, because that's where it belongs-- those memories to be swallowed up. Passion purged by angry waves... Was it a fantasy? Maybe, but then I hold him close to me and realize it wasn't. I named him Nicholas, you know. See, I remembered your name. ---------****-------------------------****------------------------------- Summer of 2008 I've come back to this place to mull over something rotten I did a decade ago. And remember-- that gorgeous face, those mesmerizing eyes and smile... that amazing spirit. And hit myself on why I was such a fool. Then I see this bottle, and in it is some sort of letter, and what is this? A bracelet? An all too familiar one-- holding it in my palm, I get a chill not brought on by the sea breeze. Reading the note, I burn up, ashen. I then weep till my eyes and soul feel like dying. I have a son. and her name has escaped my memory. ** July 18 2010r06262012
The dark clouds threatened rain in the late evening sky. They decided to take an umbrella in order to stay dry. Their happiness was evident on each others face. As they eagerly tucked an arm around each others waist. Their conversation was easy as they matched each others stride. Their eyes lit with glee from the love they felt inside. They smiled at each other as the summer rain began to fall. No where on earth they rather be, a special glance said it all. They stopped upon a bridge as lightening streaked the sky. Thunder rumbling loudly made the girl hug tighter her guy. The rain falling heavily now dancing in the river below. They shared a tender kiss, neither afraid to let their feelings show. The summer rainstorm suddenly ended as quickly as it began. In time for an amazing sunset, the first shared by this woman and man. A smiling mother nature must have thought what else could she bestow. For in the sky a crescent moon appeared and a spectacular rainbow. They both knew that this shared experience was a rare one indeed. Both realizing their love is magical and that they better take heed. To let a special love like theirs slip away would be such a crime. For true love is precious and comes around only once in a lifetime. `Let us forever continue this "Walk of Love". *A true story
The Daffodil, peeks at the yellow rays of the Morning Sun She raises her head :through the withering snow mound : with Dazzling Beauty The Daffodil , Sings in harmony; Arise for I am : the Spring The Golden weed, the Dandelion , reflects the yellow Halo Floating in the Sky Knowing Life is short ,the Dandelion dots the Summer landscape With Her Halo turning White, She calls the Wind and flies through the rays of the Sun Goldenrod waits until summer is nigh o'er before waving elegantly To the Yellow orb, warming her roots, She melodiously Sings Forever be Your Glory The Goldenrod , humbly Hums Hymns : to the very Eye of a Loving GOD Yellow Roses speak of the Memories : "watching the grass "Sportsman's WAVE"" She sees the Glory of Nature : more Beautiful with each Magnificent : Sunrise Yellow Roses, petals so Silky Soft, holding in " Remembrance " a long Lost " LOVE " The " AquaRose " that Grows, in the deep Caribbean Sea "4 miles North of Aruba" Screams For the Sun, from her watery Grave, Yet she shines in a sea of " Sapphire " Blue " The Depth of the "Blue sea, the Blue Sky above" Shadow the glow of Sweet " Sunshine " Inspired by the Contest : " Flowers " : Sponsored by Francine Roberts Dedicated To my LOVES : " Barbara Jean " & " Lenore Ellen " Author's Note : I Hope this is Read the way it was Written YOUR Liege ALWAYS, LOVE : HGarvey Daniel Esquire 7th Place win
Captured…..the Spirit Wind (tribute to "My spirit you" by Colin Mitchell Williams) when you paint a portrait of this love it is exquisitely artistic moving souls with words… splashed on the canvass of this page like it bled from within your soul like it spilled from you from an always pouring faucet coming from the deepest well…. blatant and caressing tumultuous and arousing it comes arrayed in many hues sprinkles softly like golden dust poured on feminine hearts stained with passion red and pink (your blooming heart) fervent with heat sultry and captivating…. much like summer breezes on balmy beaches you…. you are passion refined defined as profound you speak of this love that rests inside (one like you say you have never known) she is lovely you say…. "Now you are like a blue girl Dressed in summer clothes Laughing in the sunshine Playing on the swings of my heart Rising to the heavens And out beyond the stars" how touching those lines! we see her through your eyes of love those shining eyes of bliss she counts herself lucky I would say… what woman would not? a woman could but only wish that she could hold a mans heart that beats with a constant beat that captures such staggering and brilliant colors erotically tender… how you describe her we can see her in your eyes and it feels like love should feel constant like the sun ever moving like the current in a California river going somewhere on the trees magic in the wind beneath a bright iridescent sky blasting out a soothing blue you speak of love as it should be it makes a woman hope that fairy tales just might come true If I could enter my own contest right now this is what i would enter. What can i say?"My Spirit You" is a beautiful poem :) Thank you, Colin, for the inspiration....
To me, fair friend, you never can be old, For as you were when first your eye I eye'd, Such seems your beauty still. ~ William Shakespeare I have looked into the mirror Looking for a trace....a trace of my youth A trace of the girl that I used to be... Is she there? Buried deep? Is she still part of me? Years can't be halted, change can't erase.. And there...in my face, are the lines of experience Stories and time...I see staring back at me A part of me wants to grieve for that girl The girl that I was.. Has she vanished for good? Oh, I do understand.... That I can't hang on to "then".. To days long ago, when time was our friend When summers, together, seemed never to end But, then............ , here by chance, we meet up once again..... Our friendship born in childhood..so young, and carefree You...with bright eyes, and brown hair that fell long Around your high cheeks ...and a wide, gamin smile! You were the one who's light shined so brightly Who's charm, laugh, and wisdom I fondly admired A girlhood where we danced together in sweet grass under sunny skies And under nighttime stadium lights, to the music of the high school band After years, that have taken us to separate worlds In my mind, and in my dreams you have always been The fair maiden, the one who held my hand Two girls who made promises...who sat in the dark, under a summer sky And talked of our "somedays", of our future, our hopes By the light of the moon, we wished upon the stars Now here in this moment, I have found you again And here in this moment, I have found "me" again.... I can be that girl again....as we share our history our moment in the sun, ....I am "her", again!.. I can be that child, I can be fifteen, I can wear a crown, upon a teenaged throne... And I can still dance to the sound of the drum, and the tuba, I can sing football songs, and gossip about the boys, and make fun of the stuck-up girls and laugh about the teachers we didn't like, and about the night of the prom, when I cried in your arms I can hear Johnny Mathis singing "Misty", and the words will make me weep I can hear "Canadian Sunset" as it lulls me off to sleep Perhaps the stars have faded a bit...but beyond the weary miles They still shine when I look into your eyes...my dear friend, from the past... They will shine through the ages.........where a summer will always last.... ~ ~ For Frank's Contest:
Estaba lleno el verano, Estaba lleno el verano de flores, de deseos como un espejo de cristáles azules, reflejando los sueños y el suave color del cielo, estaba lleno el verano con nuestro amor. El color de las casas antiguas de Oxford, limpias como después de una lluvia de leche, blancas y maravillosas. Estaba lleno el verano, lleno de nuestro amor y de canciones. Estaba lleno el verano de calles angustas y cerradas. Estaba lleno el verano de espuma, de murallas antiguas, de música abandonada y olvida. Estaba lleno el verano y nuestro amor hize brillar los sitios como la nieve hace blanquear las estrellas en noches de invierno. Estaba lleno el verano, lleno de nuestros deseos, lleno de flores frescas de un paraiso extraño. Estaba lleno éste verano, lleno de abrazos y besos de nuestros corazónes. ---------------------------------------------------------- Der Sommer war voll, der Sommer war voll mit Blumen, mit Wünschen wie ein Spiegel aus blauen Kristallen, der Wünsche wiederspiegelt, der Sommer war voll mit unserer Liebe. Die Farben der alten Häuser Oxfords, sauber, wie nach einem Regen aus Milch, weiß und herrlich. Der Sommer war voll, voll von unserer Liebe und von Gesang. Der Sommer war voll von engen, verschlossenen Gassen. Der Sommer war voll von Schaum, altem Gemäuer, von vergessener, verlorener Musik. Der Sommer war voll und unsere Liebe ließ die Plätze erstrahlen wie der Schnee die Sterne erstrahlen lässt in Winternächten. Der Sommer war voll, voll von unseren Sehnsüchten, von frischen Blumen eines fremden Paradieses, voller Umarmungen und voll der Küsse unserer Herzen. ---------------------------------------------------------------- The summer was full with flowers and dreams like a mirror of blue crystals, reflecting dreams and the soft colour of the sky. The summer was full with our love. The colour of the ancient houses of Oxford, neat as after a rain of milk, white and wonderful. The summer was full With our love and songs. The summer was full with narrow, crowded streets. The summer was full with the foam of old walls, full of forgotten and old tunes. Our love threw light over the sites, like snow let shine the stars in winter nights. The summer was full with our desires and fresh flowers of an unknown paradise. The summer was full with our kisses and with our hearts.
the ice cream truck do you remember in fourth grade when it was the end of the school year? kids running around in class, volunteer parents planning for field day events, teachers grading tests. a year's worth of crafts and colorful displays filled the walls like wallpaper. you can hear singing from the kids in room 4b, ms. mcdonald's class. the weather outside was a balmy 80 on this june day. text books, paint brushes, and the obligatory pre-chewed bubble gum filled the desk cavity. the assistant principle announces something inaudible on the speaker system. and we are fast approaching the anticipated summer break. summer. that's when spring lovers finally kiss and the butterflies leave their cocoon. birds singing and the flowers are saturated with their red, blue, and pink hues. the last day of school is finally here and the children ride the bus for the last time. vacations. swimming pools. ocean city. the smell of hot dogs, grass and humidity. jersey summers are hot. really hot where i grew up. you sweat just by looking out the window. then one day, the familiar sound of circus-like music faintly approaches town. louder and louder until everyone knows its the ice cream truck turning the street corner. the famous mr. softee, or good humor truck, or some local self employed bearded man. whatever it was, ice cream in all kinds, flavors, colors, and shapes was 25 yards and 25 cents away. the music kept playing as children seemingly sprayed out of their homes in rapid succession. a gathering soon followed with parents and children standing all against that delicious truck. chocolate. peanut butter. vanilla. strawberry. cookies and cream. cookie dough. sandwiches. bowls. cones. smoothies. sundays. sprinkles. nuts. oh so yummy! i miss that ice cream truck. i miss those days... ...and i miss you just as much.
As a peaceful wind pushed long and free simple love had arrived in perfect time with a song of jubilation rolling pure through the valley a seed of love took flight in summer winds free simple love had arrived in perfect time as I lay naked upon ancient rocks of graceful light a seed of love took flight in summer winds free Gods grace in delicate strokes touched me as I lay naked upon ancient rocks of graceful light with a song of jubilation rolling pure through the valley Gods grace in delicate strokes touched me as a peaceful wind pushed long and free
As I walked beside the water, feeding ducks and skimming stones, I was whistling to the weather and the winter wind that moans. Dreaming dreams of summer sunshine with you walking by my side, In a land across the ocean, on the beach above the tide. There was snow across the treetops and the ducks were glad to feed And the sun so weak and wat'ry that it lacked the heat we need. But my dreams were warm and balmy filled with ocean breeze and spray; As I walked beside the lakeside on that chilly winter's day. As I strolled across the hilltops feeling icy winds that try To assault the lonely walker and bring teardrops to his eye. I was not a whit distracted from the dreams that filled my head Of a walk in summer sunshine where a foreign sheep track lead. With the views of snow-filled valleys like some massive Christmas card, I was lifted to the heavens, though the climb was rather hard, But my dreams were filled with walking on some lazy summer hills, And the thought of you beside me was a cure for all my ills. In the woods of winter magic, where the trunks are ghostly souls, I was walking in the snowscape dreaming dreams of happy goals. Of a land of forest flowers and a smell of warming pine With my arm around a lover who has whispered that she's mine. All the days of winter beauty fade like visions meeting dawn, As I dream of summer sunshine when perhaps I shall be born In a life of sweet renewal and a second chance to be Just the sweet contented poet that I think is really me.
WATCHING A SUMMER STORM IN DOYLESTOWN I was laid to rest, my death keeps getting better. If you find me here, you know, I'm yours to keep. I could try to say I love you in this letter, or pretending you are here, sing you to sleep. If the world was mine, I find it quite amusing, I would give it all away, to see your eyes, I would save your life, and everything you're losing, all because you never see who's telling lies. I am just as dead as is your heart each morning. If the wind has blown, you know I will be there. I will touch your life, without much of a warning, never look for me, just know I'm everywhere. I'm a summer storm, my hope is crashing thunder. I'm a lightning bolt, my love is five alarm. if I rain all night, it's just a spell I'm under, you should know I'm dead, and won't do any harm. I'm a little boy. An old man getting younger. All I have is how I know how things should be. We still want the world to live in death and hunger, yet I love your eyes, when your eyes look at me.
Walk with me my Love Beneath the summer sun And talk with me my Love Until the evening's done. Stay with me my Love Though all my youth be fled Stay with me my Love Please come and share my bed. With you alone I chose to spend my life Through all its many years. 'Tis you alone I'd have for wife To share its joys and tears. Let's call a spade a spade All cards upon the table. Live by the rules we made The best that we are able. Tomorrow's sun may bring Anything Or perhaps nothing at all. Listen close enough and angels sing As summer raindrops fall. Laugh with me my Love Stars shining on your face. Dance with me my Love Within the night's embrace. A raven sits in yon withered tree Shall we stop to hear him croak? What of him to you or me Tomorrow is yet smoke. Dream with me my Love In the fading morning's dark. Scheme with me my Love In time we'll make our mark. The bells within the chapel ring Read words writ on a wall. Snowgeese gather on the wing As the winter raindrops fall. Play with me my Love Singing in the rain. Smile with me my Love Begone all present pain. Live with me my Love Until we both grow old. Sleep with me my Love My shelter from the cold. I'm all right now what I might be With your love in my defense. We face a thousand mysteries This life makes little sense. We face what ere the future brings As we heed the Siren's call. Touch the clouds and angels sing As summer raindrops fall.
Not all is lost. In rotting wood, where salamanders hibernate, creatures plunder fallen treasures. Under the garden chair, a pair of summer shoes lie - abandoned? Not all roses die when summer goes. Somewhere a rose is blooming still, waiting to be found.
I stand still and silent, My eyes are closed but I can picture in my head, What I would see in this late summer scene. I can hear the young children screaming and shrieking at play, The squeaks of the playground slides, swings and see-saws, The gentile gossiping of girls, The angry football cries of boys, The gentle chuckles of old men a women trading tales. I can feel the smooth, soothing warmth of the suns last few rays, The soft blades of grass beneath my feet and between my toes, A soft summer wind runs its fingers through my hair. A smiles plays across my lips as a graceful sense of calm falls upon me. I am brought out of my trance by the sound of my phone, I answer it and hear the most angelic voice. The only way this day would be become better was if the owner of this voice was with me, As I think this a pair of hands slides around my waist and a head rests on my shoulder. I know that touch and that scent. We stand in silence for a second, a minute, an hour, Who knows? He is with me, making this day pure bliss and perfection.
A CLASSIC SUMMER IN GREECE Viciousness and mystery erupt on arid soil. Summer heat and idle time can make the spirits boil. Languishing in stuffy rooms with very little sleep-- Night time flickers of the light-- imagination leaps. Heat that beckons times long past invade a fevered head— Athena pleases lovers mid her goddess silken bed, Grecian legs march bravely –- prelude Olympian races-- Soldiers dream they sail away to see exotic places. Heat waves shimmer landscape –men will do what they are told-- Spearborn soldiers helmeted sing down a dusty road. Tho in mind they join their lovers whispering by the sea, Drink of mountain waters --rest their head on sweetheart's knee Helen, when she sailed away –a wayward selfish wife Without a backward glance she risked the cost of human life-- Was it the heat that made her crazed to do this foolish thing? A fit of summer boredom could create this witless fling. Autumn winds are blowing now-- Troy's nights turn cool and fair-- Does Paris try to ditch her --as naked Helen combs her hair-- Does Hector tell his brother--get this woman out of here-- Does Helen beg to stay-- and tell her lover not to fear? Heat can play the brain and make it dance a backward tune-- Clarity as sun tricks down—repeats a former June, Perhaps there is a lesson learned from heat that sears the soul-- Summertime romance will write us each a tragic role. Victoria Anderson Throop © 1/11/13
She sits in the old rocking chair Threads of silver in her golden hair Alone in the glow of candle light She rocks so gently in the night Outside the autumn leaves do fall As shadows dance upon the wall Crystal tears in eyes of china blue Fall for the love she never knew He came to shore that summer day His schooner anchored in the bay And with a glance her knees grew weak She lost her voice and could not speak For there he stood so tall and lean The handsome man in all her dreams And he broke her heart that summer day When he said goodbye and sailed away
30 Years Gone Such a long time to be apart No contact but you are still in my heart Memories of the years we spent together The smiles The laughs The times we made love under a warm summer sun It was paradise The best times of my life One misunderstanding between us No one at fault ended us Destroyed paradise The smiles and laughs died in a single day And the summer love making faded into a distant memory I still look at your picture in an old yearbook Torn and tattered age is trying to take that from me too But you will always be in my thoughts You will always be in my heart I will always love you I just wish I could tell you one time Then maybe the last 35 years would be gone And we would be together
come kiss the frost from off late apple themes the carnival is coming into town where everything is nothing that it seems hitch up the pony, take the surrey down. Let's take the long way 'cross the summer bridge, the one where first you dared to touch my hand, I still love seeing sunsets from the ridge and down below the colors are so grand. the county fair is finer from up here all candy apple reds and spinning beams the zephyr through the pines is all we hear , a place to sit and contemplate our dreams the fantasy is kinder than the truth recall the ferris wheel at sweet sixteen, let's share that secret summer of our youth and go back home to cherish where we've been.
This early morning light, full of pink blush End of night I feel the blood rush The warmth of you, sets my heart on fire Soft breathing This closeness, I will never tire, for I love you This intense physical feeling Your love to me Your healing, is what I need you see This early morning light, flickering through, summer wood cottage Good bye to the night I love you too This night has passed............. So very fast I want it to last, the whole day too, because you want it............. as much as I do This emerging pink sky is for you and I Endless sky, for you and I to fly This beautiful night has now passed Pink sky, for you and I A new height, our love to last I trace my finger down your cheek, letting it linger It is you I seek Yearning sigh, under pink sky Midnight blue, has followed through, with pink sky Summer wood, awaking nearby Early morning breeze at summer wood cottage A new dawn, rising through the trees My love for you, under pink sky Here in summer wood Forever too This night passing by, our love......... understood
baseball and poetry love them both just like writing baseball excites me too and during the recent months they've gain growth love it as much as writing an haiku can't wait next month the season will begin I'm not like others I never played golf if I'm lucky I'll catch a Red Sox win outside of Fenway was a sign for Gulf besides Poetry Soup may be else where such as MLB dot com checking scores I love baseball because it has some flair as a kid bought cards from many stores when summer is here I'll watching more wife and I caught a Red Sox Phillies game and my wife didn't find the game a bore but lately the Red Sox have brought us shame but the new season will be starting soon enjoy the games even from the saloon
With closed eyes,because this burning light, The clouds will go beyond the golden day, And sun will rest in your hair, a playful ray, But blue will stretch a hand to inner sight; Some dreams are riding yet, the friendly pony. Neighbors: the fairy`s breasts in joyous rest; With closed eyes, the morning wind will test And run a bee along no time wet honey; Old summer buried its face in gentle light and sand; Some dreams grew like shinning clouds above By covering the castles,then a part of our beach; No wind to run them , except a tender hand. The taste of salt and sea are slowly speaking love; While changeable waves, to blond laughs reach...
Smile... Dream... Sun beams like Hot Choclate on a blue day... Soft silky and smooth on your skin... Smile.... Dream... Butterflies softly floating like falling feathers in the wind... Gently gliding gracefully over the bright green grass... Smile... Dream... Eyelashes brush against your cheek like soft snowflakes on your face... Fingertips flit freely across your arm... Smile... Dream... Together playfully prancing like horses running wild... Spinning tops twiling tenderly.... Smile.... Dream.... Wishes whispered wimsically like pixies playing hopscotch... Softly calling quietly, I love you!
I know its the summer time because of how naturally Your beauty compliments the caress of a summer breeze As I watch the world from beneath a shady tree I take in the delightful comfort of everything I see But in the same breath I am holding up my hands Lord will you please give me back the things I no longer have They are even more a part of me now that they are gone As the sun falls below where the horizon is still holding on Somewhere between the falling light and a star lit night Is a dream that last forever and will never say goodbye As the wind gently blows through the brush and shakes the leaves It begins to hum a melody that I want to sing At that very moment I smile for all the joy I have Its so uplifting for me to see melancholy dance Soon the morning sun will rise and capture my eyes As I watch the hand of God paint a brand new sky With every stroke of color I swallow all my pride And I find a new place to dream of endless times If I should ever get to the place I left my broken heart Only then will I believe this brand new day will start Again Im reminded of why my heart beats so restlessly Only the speed of thought and my soul beneath this tree
It's silly isn't it? That I could fall for you so easily And you not give two shits? You spoke your drunken words And admitted to always loving me It was the best thing I had ever heard. When we hung out soon after And I left you with a kiss I didn't think the feelings mattered. But as we spent time apart I realized it wasn't the same You had won my heart. I got drunk and spilled my words And you said you still felt the same I was happier than a bird. We made plan after plan You always fell through I felt like a speck of sand. You told me you were trying to get a girl I smiled and bared the tears I had hoped to be the girl. You soon stopped replying I started to break down I was almost done trying. But no not tonight I got drunk and spilt more words I hope I did what's right. I thought we were the perfect fit I fell for you so hard But, that's silly, isn't it?
Every moment I can't see your face; These are the days and nights when I miss you. I ask that you stay for always, On sunny days and when it rains too. If I speak to another pretty dame, She's not the flame inside that grows. In my heart you will remain; This one thing I'd like you to know. ©2013 Honestly JT For Skat -Love's "Under 10" Poetry Contest
Standing out in a field alone, a little white flower named Daisy longed for someone to share her world. One day a blue flower named Bachelor Button entered her world they became friends. She knew by his name that he was not the propagating kind, but that didn't stop their relationship she called him BB short for best bud. The seasons of Spring & Summer they enjoyed the sun, laughed in the rain and held on fast in the Fall. Winter came it was long and hard they were both covered in a blanket of snow, not knowing whether they would ever see each other again or even survive .The snow fell then came the ice, this went on for months. The Sun shone brightly the first day of spring. A few days later warmth of the sun melted the snow, Daisy popped up . I've been waiting days for you to come out, said BB, they both chanted hooray! The snow was completely gone in a few days, the birds started building their nests , bugs were crawling around ,butterflies began to visit the two flowers. I wish there were more of us Daisy said, to BB. They laughed as the sun and wind blew through their leaves. Then it started the sun and rain took turns until one morning the air & field was filled with the smell of flowers. Daisy and BB looked at each other and asked what kind of flowers are these ? they're not white like daisies they're not blue like bachelor buttons. They did not know the birds and bugs carried the seeds from the two of them and the caterpillars buried them under the soil. The seeds from the new flowers were then carried by the winds many miles away, they landed in fertilized gardens and flourished, although they faced danger everyday. as they were called WEEDS .. The Gardener pulls weeds out of the garden so they don't choke the flowers, which cost a lot of money and require lots of maintenance. However there was a Gardener who saw her friends spending hours weeding their garden , that they didn't have enough time to admire and enjoy the labors of their love So she set out to give a home to all the weeds ,she provided a place where they could fit in and multiply, they required no maintenance, rain provides their water . The best part of all is their beauty is in the eye of the beholder. Ask my granddaughter-- What are those flowers in the garden ? She will answer "WILDFLOWERS " their parents were Daisy and BB
Summer is here once again. The breeze is warm, I smell salt on the wind. The same sandy beach between my toes, The same waters I learned to swim. Sun burn on my nose, To the Ocean I dive in. I submerse myself in the waters of the Atlantic Warmer than the West Coast Thankfully Cold, I simply cannot handle it! Further out I paddle faithfully, For my mother ocean to keep me sane, this is my therapy, to soothe this migraine. This place gives me energy, a weakness with a name. Pleasure Island, NC. A place hidden with fortunes and undiscovered fame. Never could I stray from the ocean my passions would never be fulfilled and I would never be the same. Dedicated to my Dad on Father's Day 2013 The man who introduced me to the ocean and educated me about it and gave me reason to love appreciate and respect it.
Sunshine is positive joy and we need it Sharing sunshine with you Hope you enjoy it Shadow is cooling and we need it Sharing shadow with you Hope you enjoy it The body needs water and we need it Sharing water with you Hope you enjoy it All people need love Sharing my love with you I hope you Accept 08.07.2013 A-L Andresen :)
Your eyes so dark He feels your pain Nightmares unending Driving you insane Feeling so blue You think you could die But you're not alone Look into Christ eyes See hope secured That's Him in you Oh, eternal summer Love forever true The peace you sense This warmth you feel A place in the sun Yes, the Son is real!
First day of summer It's the very early morning The summer's just begun Although the weathers kind of cool I know that soon the sun Will be burning down on me But me, I love it all I really love these summer days They're really beautiful. It's lovely in the early mornings To see the sun come up And hear birds singing joyfully It overflows my cup All this love that it brings out As it shines on down on me I love to see those Lorikeets That feed from bottle brush trees. How I love the beers and barbeques In a garden filled with flowers As I watch the many colored parrots I could sit there for hours And watch the sun that burns on down Then rises from the trees And I love it in the afternoons To feel that cool sea breeze. 1 December 2013 @ 0500hrs
A haze… Languorous oft in summer days Where sundrops drip From melting skies Onto city grind And parasols shade the cobbled grays Across back alley lanes Trains and trolleys tip toe by As a fool in love forever waits Among a noon bistro Paris crowd For his girl, who is always fashionably late Outside a sidewalk somewhere café cityscape Young beauties amidst a mid-day stroll Becomingly, become ever respectively The flowers that line the picket way Or some frilly prize ponies Beneath carousels about avenues of Torrid place A testament to this… The carriage horses that turn their whiny heads And then, when I turn mine It's to witness boots of cavalier instead That step to one side For moments languor has left As my own prize has made red carpets rise Those flutter lashes like shotguns glint blasts And soon the white dove makes its notorious descent Where the gentlemen, unbeknownst to them, become like minded ruffians As they dive into madness for her precious handkerchief "Oh" this women of mine, she has her perculiar ways Just like all the silly rest My damsel mademoiselle never enters into throes of distress Longer lace invites mischievous about a button down dress And her kisses offer smiles and arduent waves With utter love contempt to them, but my hand is her biggest praise I guess it's the thrill of the game And she's the tigress and I her willful prey Opening up the Gazette, coffee I incredulous sip and purposely hide my face As my sweet flora strolls my way And lands into her lover's arms In a somewhere summer Paris afternoon café
From the Gardens of Babylon, to the walkways of Palestina, to the grand temples of Jerusalism, to the sandy beaches of Syria and Cyprus. Went my Persian Queen riding, upon her golden, firery chariot. Her black hair, like silk long and flowing. Her royal robes white and purple, bare and pure. Her sword by her side, ready to strike. Her spear fastened, ready to stab the dreeded heart of the Fire Dragon. On the firery chariot, riding with her armies, Went my Perisan Queen. O, how my arimes fight your armies, in the midst of night fall, under a full moon. Let us stop this foolish fighting. And have fellow brother, love fellow brother. And so we can fall in love forever. And don't act like you don't show love for me. I see you in the dawns, standing upon the sand covered battlefields. Standing proud behind your armies. With your black hair flowing. You almost making me want not to fight the battle of the Day, for if you were killed, what victory would that be then? You pull your armies back at the last minute, before I am slayed by your fellow brother in arms. You retreat your arimes back over the hills, not in fear of losing the day, but in fear of losing me. You and your armies had plenty of chances to kill me, yet you do not. My Persian Queen, O come now. Come down from your firery chariot and into my restless arms. I know you are tired and wanting to sleep. Listen to the nightingale sing her love song. Drinking the sweet necture, from the gardens, in your vase Persian Empire. Come now, and kiss me, Hold me, let us ride, far from the simple minds of the Old World and fall in love in a New. My Persian Queen O how I love you so much. I cannot bare to see you in a life you don't want to live. Come let I, your Knight in shinning armour liberate you. Take you by the hand, run through the great bazzare in Old Istanbul running away from the Janissaries of your father's Imperial armies. Let us leave this place of hate and sorrow. To start our lives a new. My Persian Queen, Now dressed in silk lace, with golden jewlery hanging from your beautiful and tender neck. Along with the silver pattened belt around your harmonial waist. It is time for you, to come with me. No more shall we act like we dispise one another. As Romeo and Juliet's love failed, shall our love take course, and we shall love till the oceans swallow the earth, the mountains crumble, and the Sun engulf the sweet Earth. And on and on shall our love go on, My adorable and lovely Persian Queen.
Moments to Reflect Are you ready? Jesus is on his way and it will not be long until He arrives and I want my soul by His side because His love will set me free. He is all in this world that I need, He is the air that I breathe and He lives within me He give to me a gift of life for all eternity. Jesus is the air that I breathe he is in every breath that I take. He my life and the world to me so I praise Him daily upon my knees, He is life for all who want to live for all eternity. So fresh and clean, like clear blue sky and a gentle summer breezes, He is what will always sustain me in my time of need. He caresses me like a summer shower, oh what an honor. Like the air that I breathe, I have faith in Him sight unseen. In Him I place my faith unseen knowing that He is living deep within me. He is every flower and every tree His present is everywhere, all around me. This I can see and I know He care for me. He gave His life so that I might be free of sin, loving Him bring true life for me and for all to see my faith is strong and I show it and in this I cannot go wrong living my life, His words as my guide.. He bared the weight of this world big or small and sin was what it was called and He paid a debt that He did not owe for all humanity to find their way back home and to have life more abundantly within His kingdom that is more precious gold with bless yet to be told. He the One who can set you free, He all that you need, He is the air and the flowers and the trees, He the air that I breathe for He fulfilled my every need and that is why I worship Him wholeheartedly upon my knees. He my Savior the One that I want to please serving Him faithfully in all that I do giving thanks down on knees because I know that He love me. In His glory I will live my life, and in Him will find a peace of mind, and be with Him when I die living forever a new life in paradise by His side. No matter where I go He like the air that I breathe so fresh and clean. He always with me , living inside of me, oh how sweet the security living life full and sin free , because when He set you free you are free in deed. Like a gentle summer breeze Jesus love caresses me and it for all if you ask Him to come inside of you. It is for all that can read His word is written please want you read. Come have faith in Jesus and to can have life and have it more abundantly, walk hand in hand with Jesus in paradise for all eternity. So do not be left behind with the time comes. Keep this in mind and close to your heart; Jesus love is sweeter than a spring rain and more loving that a summer breeze, can't you see within the Lord our savior there is everlasting life for all who truly believe. Faith and belief in Jesus is life guaranteed what more do anyone really need?
when winter comes and skeletons of trees stand starkly upon the snow i will think of you and your head on my lap before the fireplace skating on the gaunt, deep pond where we made love on brighter days hot chocolate and fired brandies and standing at windows while flurries fell when it is spring again and trees bear promises as islands of snow die slowly in their shadows i will think of you when all was alive again and you believed in us within the world of nest-making and streams going home making bouquets of foothill flowers constantly profaning the word "forever" and imagining that winter was forever gone when summer is upon me with sweltering wrath i will come to the forest where we walked and i will think of you where we were prone beneath the well dressed limbs in a canopy above us, fitted into one another like lovers by the quarry lake where you were covered in beads of water and the sun loved you and glistened upon your body where i looked at you as one would view sunsets or miracles autumn will come with all its dark omens and i will walk upon the crisp leaves made spectacular by death and i will think of you where the earth wore its gaudy colors while ours had faded into the murky hues of uneasiness and fear and soon the trees will awaken alone and naked to the world and i will understand their plight in a box called home where once laughter lived and life was wonderful there was a time before seasons and sentiment when small, gentle hands covered my eyes with giggles and you gasped, "oh, i'm sorry! i thought you were someone else!" i smiled then and replied, "i am." it was the spring of us that led into the caldron of summer passion before time and treasons took their toll before reality and reason tore the glitter from our eyes and our autumn came that condemned us to our winter
Enchanted by the beauty of the night, the wayward breeze of summer's eve disturbed emotions of the past. The waxen light of moon espied, as flames of old reverbed. A fading love revived on golden sands; goodbyes, the only words we planned to heed, were left unsaid as fate rejoined our hands, and soft lips kissed, in search to sate their need. Insatiable desires refused to quell as skin to skin we bathed in salty waves and loved in time to gentle tidal swell forever now entwined as passion's slaves, though just my dreams beneath the stars above bore witness to our steamy summer love. ** Steamy Summer Love sonnet
Changing Seasons In a burst of color and animal choruses Sovereign sun heralds in a golden morning – The air was delicate with the perfume of cherry blossom Blown in from the hem of pink rows that lined the driveway on Grandpa's farm I looked across at hay stacked verdant hills that were Tossed with yellow daffodils, purple crocus and white snowdrops They danced to the baton of the breeze and the Hidden orchestra of lilting bird song of that fragrant spring morn Grandma sang to me her songs of childhood As we walked arm in arm amongst beds of fragrant roses and budding fruit trees that whispered promises of full baskets that would soon be heavy laden with the Summer fruits, preserves, Pies and jam of a bountiful harvest, a few months from now Summer came rich with its harvest, merry hearts and long hazy, lazy summer days and nights scented with wisteria, frogs and cicada, chirping and croaking their melodious summer anthem of 'All is well with the world' as we toasted to our full and wonderful life Autumn brought in a more somber note and amber tones though warm and restful, they soon told me - life is changing again time quickly moves on - it prepared me for the winter and the chill mirrored in the face of the full moon as it lit a silvery path to my next season's change The cherry trees glowed white against the dark night sky like iridescent bones along the snow covered driveway - they waved their bony fingers goodbye as I crunched solemnly down the long white corridor with slow steps and a heavy heart that was beating to the mournful dirge of hoot owls and creaking limbs – I blinked back tears under that star kissed sky and full moon that lit my path The moon reminded me- each season has its bounty that I can treasure -I held those memories close to my well seasoned but thankful heart. Brenda V Northeast
Goodnight my Fair Maiden, I shall see you once again. In the year of our Lord, At the gloomy dawn of Mankind. As the Red Sun reaches over the treeline, Far in the East. I shall see you again. Don't fear our love, For my love for you is eternal. Too see this eternal love I have for you, It is hard to feel and very diffcult to see. When you wake the next morning and escape your long night of slumber and your surrealist life, being played in a cloud of imagination. You'll soon come to reality and find me there. Knocking upon your chamber door. Come now! Get dressed in your evening, silk dress. and let us go dance under the stars, till the moon falls to the West and the Sun rises in the East. Oh, how you are a lovely dancer and how the twilight shines bright along you shinny and silk laced hair. And your hair my sweet and fair maiden, oh, how I love to see it bounce with life when you twirl and dance into my arms. You are beautiful and I wish I couldn't leave you, but as the day turns to night, I have to leave. I wish I could take you on a long walk through the parks and courtyards, and walk along the sprinkled streets of the cities filled with life. Pick you a beautiful bouquet of roses from the gardens of beauty and give them to you with surprise. I love you so much My love for you is indeed hard to tell to you, but I can show you. Tomorrow though, for tonight I must say... Goodnight my Fair Maiden. For tomorrow you'll be in my arms once again. Goodnight my Fair Maiden I shall leave you with a kiss that shall last a lifetime.
Feel me standing there on the draw bridge that stands stubburn and erect over the rushing waters blown by the wind back and forth. I listened to the crows posted on gargoils designed of eightenth century Gothic architecture singing their death songs, when the sun is setting in the far. The voices of women passing startle me with a feeling of sorrow I can't breathe, I am dying. Feel me, can you feel me rot away? Slowly but surely rot away as time passes with ease, and taxi cabs take smiling, intoxicated faces to wayward cafes, oh how they screech to a halting stop and wave to me to get in. "No thank you, I'd rather walk." I say to the smiling faces highly intoxicated with the thought of the birds and the bees rattling around in their empty minds. Then they drive off, into the city lights and turn a darkened corner. I look at the rushing water and feel myself rot away slowly but surely rot away. Can you feel me? Can you hear me? Can you see me? Feel my heart thump with slow paces that manage to keep up with fast melodies. Of songs that play in your mind only the ones that make you sigh and think those one days in Spring time as you walked over the draw bridge and paid no mind to the water underneth. I hear no more talk of you and me, I hear no more talk of the good old times we all shared. Time has passed, as I take my last breathe and hold my chest and shead a tear. Feel me, can you? If you can, put your hand to my weak heart and feel it thump away with every second wasted on useless items. Now, see me a man of one time greatness reflect his life with a reflection in the water below. How I sigh and cry and breath heavely, as I feel myself rot away. The voices of woman pass me by. Tomorrow is a new day, for the smiling faces in taxi cabs will go home and soak their raging hangovers with cool, wet rags. As I still stand on the draw bridge singing with the crows, feeling myself rot away. Can you feel me without you, rotting away? I surely can feel myself rot. Such a heavy word, "rot" So vulgare, yet a great description of me, without you. I pull out a shawl you once wore and I kiss it. As the wind gusts and the sun rises and my shadow comes to meet me, the wind shall take my last memory of you away. And I shall weep no more. Then what will I do? Shall I walk the streets and think of you. Yes you, still rambling all throughout my head like a lose screw. Can you feel me? Feel me rot away feel me think about you, and all your works. Can you feel me?
Poorly heated coffee; I can't seem to get it hot enough. Tired eyes still rolling, Film draped for dreaming. This last Summer Saturday, Might as well call it Fall. The pumpkins out and jumping, Future jack-o-lanterns for fun. Gentle breeze cascades, Every once in a while a poof. Sunny sun still sunning; Please don't ever go away. Time to heat up the coffee; My goodness this is good! So open arms and lean back; God is so, so good!
Everyone should have a secret place where everything is so beautiful, you just belong as peaceful as a day is long, an out of your usual pace, sounds of nature all about, where birds sing there song, Meditation replaces frustration, along your happy trail moving about streams, pine trees as tall as a waterfall where pine cones grace a foliage landscape so surreal, woes are meaningless about green grass, lollypop bushes A cool spring where skinny dipping hasn't a sign to obey trails going every which way, too choose, you can't lose… your way, this sunny day, misty spray, a couple out to play, no weight to bare, deadlines to meet, nor fail too win time only absent from laughter heard as children frolic there... in a caressing manner, with her long hair draped about your face, sounds echo off boulders where water flows by gallons everywhere yes - your secret place, where good time memories are your true nature
Blissful blossoms blooming Look LUSTFUL lovers Listless lovers looming Krazy killer kisses Sweltering SUMMER season Belly breathing blouses Bayside BEACHES burning Winter worries wane Glorious gracious gains HAPPY hungry hearts Dwellings do not depart Picture pretty parts Take the time to talk Let listening lead to laughter Commencing comfortable communications Hurry HAPPILY EVER AFTER
I wake on the sand Right near the beach You have yet to awake Far out of reach And Daybreak has arrived A beauty unlike any other Comparable only to us, girl And how we love each other So I gaze up alone Marveling up at the sky The warmth of the sun Drying my eyes I'm reflecting on us Oh how each other we trust I'm just so happy we're together And I think to myself, Just as this sun, we'll last forever Then returning to be with you I lay again now Place my hand gently On your warm tender shoulder While I think of our lives today, love And how they'll be when we're older... I know there'd be no other way So "I Love You" I make sure I say To you, each and everyday
Summer Love Shores draped in white sand linens; beaches beckon, "Lovers come lay." Salt perfume, ocean music, moonlit waters their embeance. Treasuring star framed reflections, waves of passion.... Summer love. Contest: sino strings Sponsor: Debbie Guzzi June 11, 2014
Where is the friend I seek at the break of day When night falls I still have no sight of him. My burning heart shows me traces from him,, still no sight of him. I see traces of him where the flowers have bloomed. His love mingles with every breath I take,,,, His voice calls to me in the summer wind. Here comes the thunder down on my aching heart. Letters from my lover on years past,,, Do you not see the love & tenderness spilling over onto the lined papers ? It was the summer house where we first met,,, He was with his family and I with mine. We were all of 18 that summer. But I knew it would take a lifetime or two. Before our love was through. Don't be afraid of the wind my love For it is only me feeding off Wild Strawberries Was watching an old Troy Donahue movie,, teenagers falling in love on summer vacation,,,,they were eating wild strawberries ;} 12, 20, 2004 1:am
A white walled Spanish villa over looking a blue Mediterranean rolling sea the fragrance of pink cherry blossom and olive groves fill the warm night air as waves of calm and tranquillity sweep over me. Red roses and bottle of wine upon a table by the pool candle flames flicker and dance in a calm caressing breeze Soft gentle guitar music charge the air with romance. With a dark haired señorita in a red elegant dress and hair styled to impress we talk and laugh exchanging flirting glances through the night then dance under the stars slowly holding each other tight Kisses lead to caresses as we hold each others heart within our welcoming hands For the night is made for love She is my woman and I her man. Peter Dome.copyright.2013.Dec.
Winter walks, on summer beaches, but for you and I. Marking our steps in soft sand, that soon, the tide must wash away. Months from now, our walks will have been forgotten. Beaches crowded with bodies dressed, in summer styles. We will have become last years news.
Summertime…and the livin' is easy, Flowers growin' and the sun's sittin' high. Your Daddy's rich and your Momma's so good lookin'; So hush, pretty baby…you got no reason to cry. One of these days, you're gonna rise up smilin'. Take a look around and think you've got it all. You've got your Momma's looks, all your Daddy's money, And all the boys in town are at your beck and call. Summertime…and the livin' is so easy, Laughin', singin', havin' so much fun. No time to stop and think about your future And what life will bring when your Summer's done. 'Cause Summertime, it don't last forever. Breezes cool and the leaves begin to fall; And in your quiet moments, you sit and wonder How you've come so far, but have no love at all. Yes, Summertime…and the livin' was so easy; Ain't it sad how fast the good times fly; And now your Momma's looks and all your Daddy's money Another sweet, warm Summer's day they cannot buy.
A frying dying yolk of sun winks at the dimming eve, the runaway ocean breeze… surf rushing, gushing over under feet; memories savor washing, cleansing conscious sweet Falling motion slowing backward hands reaching, grasping for the cool bathing crystal blue rolling and strolling out from the shoreline sand in sand Empty, now imaginary imprints beaches once filling now fading footprints the lost summer you were still a girl pure and passionate I was developing into becoming a man The gulls knew the secret of our lost summer place, obscuring dunes topped with pastel seas of greens grass, for no apparent sudden reason I glimpse the clouds that align revealing splendors of tender draped familiar face of a distancing past Forever eyes so very forever lost when gazing upon you and overwhelmed by your sweet and sickly taste, our souls intertwining within the four corners of our world the beach blanket redefining complexities of the here and now time and the you and I space As we commandeer commanding the universe to cease for an another noon, seizing, kidnapping each hour from the keeper as we continue drowning into each other's pools surrendering to the longing yearning witnessing crowning glory beneath the dancing beams of hazing maroons...
Work. Toil. The pain I put in the ground. For such a precious thing. Corn. The family enjoys their meal. They plant their leftover kernels. And wait for me to tend to them. Work. An endless cycle in which happiness is born. ©Demand4poetry 21 February 2013
Am I crazy, or am I just talking to myself? Look at yourself, Crazy maniac dacing through twilight suns in sunshine colored dresses. And you say I'm the crazy one. Please, don't make me laugh, I am too much annyoid with taught lessons, of life and death and love is a magical thing but I am not impressed till my Gypsy Queen comes up from the shoreline of the Middle East and comes and lays next to me, as we watch the ships sail through the Golden horn of Old Istanbul into the bay of Asia Minor. You say I am crazy, Am I or am I just talking to myself. I believe I am having a conversation that has no end about your beauty, I talk to whomever has an open ear, and even if people listened, Who would care about what I have to say? Since I first laid eyes upon your beauty, I melted and you took my sanity away from me, you took my innocence away and turned me into a worried monster. I love you, and you take me home with you to meet your father and mother, both poets who made love and created a beautiful poem called you. I am in love with you, your songs you sing, sounding better than a nightingale in the midst of the twilight. Walking the seashores with your mother as I talk to your father. He isn't listening, all though he is a good actor, for he acts if he knows what I say to him. I talk of you and marriage, throwing of the rice, exchanging of the golden crowns, the tolling of church bells, and a happy reception afterwards. The honeymoon, meant for the first born to carry on the family crest. As we grow old, I want to grow old with you Nothing now, a few thousand miles of ocean and sea seperates us from each other. Do not worry, for I shall come one day in the month of May, your mother's favorite month and I shall bring along a golden ring, a pearl necklace and two roses. We shall walk the streets together hand and hand, and wait for the wedding guests to arrive and see us on our way to new beginnings in holy mantrimony. Care for me, I ask you one question, Am I crazy, or am I just talking to myself? Talking to white walls that don't responed with life. I need you, too give me a straight answer, to love me embrace me with your beauty and let me drink from your knowledge. For my sweet Persian Bride, I shall love you for eternity. Now, come off the beach and cross the crossing paths of mortality and morality and join hands with me, as we sing the nights away, along with the sweet nightingales. As we look into each other's eyes I ask you, am I crazy to love you?
When life has lost its colour and, Summer is replaced by Autumn hue and, The world feels black and white yet, The only bringer of colour is you. Your hair so black it shines through the grey, Your opinions so different almost night and day, And when you're in my position and darkness takes over the grey, Remember I will be there to recover your amazing summer hue. Your voice it carries a swift sweet note, That brigs sunshine to my day and, In that dance we shared a moment, filled with colour brighter than a summers day. You can't choose who you fall in love with, Like the Chestnut cant choose the season when it falls, But all I need is a word, To stop me drifting into deep free fall.
You are in my heart wherever I go; You I will never let go. You are with me always; You I am always. This is love. Build by God above, This is love.
Give us a multicoloured dawn when all the world is still asleep. Enthralled we search for lips with earnest greed in passionate embrace Before the sun arises and our love like dew dissolves. Silence, when day has gone to rest and moonlit sky takes centre stage. Whisper; while in my arms I hold you tight within the summer night. Love me, as gentle fingers pluck the vibrant strings to my heart. -------------------------------------------------------------------------------- 5th June 2014 Contest: Sijo Strings Sponsor: Debbie Guzzi
I sat on the jetty waiting as I did each Friday night The man in the moon winked at me as thin clouds were passing by My parents could not condone our love, his skin so dark, mine light Our steamy, summer love was intense and his approach was nigh Moonbeams peeked out and lit his trim figure as he crossed the sand Quickly I rose and crossed the rocks to greet him with an embrace Tenderly we kissed, then he withdrew, placed something in my hand He said, "We've waited far too long; our love they cannot erase" 'Twas then the full moon lit the beach; I saw tears fall from his eyes A diamond ring he slipped on my finger, said, "We must elope" We were just teens but already knew that true love never dies "Without you in my life," he whispered, "I simply cannot cope" I clung to him, crying aloud, knowing my parents I'd miss But we ignored their prejudice, opting for passionate bliss * For Constance's Steamy, Summer Love contest
I breathe the beginning of new life in the spring I feel the gentle gift of life giving rain I see the newborn Fawn standing on her own I plant the seeds of my hunger, hues of Flowers, easy on the Eyes The warmth of the Summer Sun, heats my heart and Soul The soft summer rain splashes in the Gardens The vegetables grow while Flowers rainbow the scenery The gentle wind whispers with the melody of the songbirds As the Hues of the leaves sparkle along the Landscape As fall's sunsets rainbow the colorful sights below As the Northwind slowly begins to show it's rage As nature's creatures scurry to fill for winter's wrath When the winter wind begins to howl barren trees stand tall When the angery snow defiles Mother Nature's Beauty When the Ice shimmers upon the frozen lakes When I look I see the beauty of my life, my Home
Oh my sweet and beautiful Penelope Oh how beautiful you are, and when I see you come down to the pearl gates of immortality and come down to see me, as we join hands and walk the shorelines I see you my beautiful Penelope, she you who walks through beauty, We shall join in immortality. Your heart built of stone and paved in golden you born out of the beauty of a rose and maturity of a lady you are the one who never sings a depressing and low melody. My Beautiful Penelope, The one beautiful lady form Napoli Oh, how you walk in such glory. See me look over you and hear my heart beat for you, I love you, see me for I care about you. Take it from me, for I shall take you by the hand and as our shadows rise to meet us in the morning I can make love to you, then we shall love the night away. My beautiful Penelope, as I take you through the twilight we dream of shooting stars falling from the evening skies, as we hold each other close, take me and I shall take you and bring each other together, and fuse us together with a sweet and loving kiss. She is my beauty and I love her she takes me by the hand and curels me to her warm chest. Cares for me, Makes me laugh, Makes me feel good and uplifts my soul everytime I lay my almond eyes upon her beauteous body. My beautiful Penelope, oh how I see the glory in your blue eyes, your luxurious, long flowing hair colored golden like the rays of the morning sun. Dare to care about such beauty in her eyes? Dare to care about such beauty in her cries, as she tells me of her suicide struggles? I hold you close to me and I hope you to be my love for all eternity. See me and I see you to tell me about you and your day, as you come home and say, That you love me. And I shall say I love you too, with a zealous attitude in my voice I shall take you into our room and you shall tell me about your day. You shall tell me, under the shadows of the trees, the houses, the red rocks. I shall show you love in a handful of roses, deliver you a bouquet of roses and violets, as we see the breeding lilacs grow tall, we shall lay in the grasslands and look up at the clouds, that shape themselves into beautiful paintings in the glorious blue sea we call the sky. Oh My beautiful Penelope my glorious maiden lady, who sings such beauty in her melody that it brings tears to nightingales' eyes. My beautiful Penelope, you are my love here are a dozen roses for you to express and show my love for you, my beautiful Penelope. Love is eternal with you.
THE SUN AND MOON DANCE V Anderson-Throop 2013, June A sky-borne swan on the wing I face true North when it is Spring Forget sore wings or broken heart--- I heed a call--- tears me apart No sweeter sky that soars the mind--- when sun and moon Dance side by side North Summer nights--- the white nights call--- there is no time to fret or stall--- no excuses, no one to blame in heading North There is no shame. ======================= Chorus: Thru White nights dance both sun and moon no lover's parting Arrives too soon In icy Spring Like Grandma's broom The white night's sweep Life into bloom Midsummer night Snow-dark has fled And time has flown My True Love's bed. Over these mountains Like Grandma's broom The white night's sweep Life into bloom-- Thru White nights dance both sun and moon no lover's parting arrives too soon. =================== Hang on tight-- If you dare Travel light, for it is far. Come, Darlin' Love, share this delight No thrill soars past My white North Nights imagine time that never ends--- bodies entwined--- eternal blend CHORUS June 2013 V Anderson-Throop
Sultry summer deep south not only a season or a climate, it is a dimension I float in it submerged... A sinuous southern life oblique and sometimes slow old beauty in salty thick air warm blood sea misty and fragrant... Come forth my pouting southern lady hazy honeysuckle in the heat we lie down in green pastures Sunday love in the valley of death... We raise the waters of the mighty Mississippi to a rolling raging boil our fingers do all of the praying she anoints my head with oil... Holy humid sultry Sunday I choose not to spend it alone swing low, sweet chariot coming for to carry me home... ~ ~ ~ ~ ~
I am dead without my love. It is simple as that. I cannot breath without her, I cannot eat without her, I cannot write without her. I cannot live without my love, I am dead without my love. I cannot prosper without her warm embrace, I cannot think without her by my side. always thinking of her, sharing her love I once had, with another. My heart breaks, and my mind is gone. I weap... I weap... I cannot handle the betrayal of my once love. I am stuck, sitting in dark corners of dark rooms, staring at blank walls, thinking of what once was. Her beauty, her smile, the laughs shared, and the tears we weaped together. Holding hands, you and I, walking down sandy beaches, and beautiful highways, full of love. How we sat on park benches and kissed the night away. I cannot believe you are gone, with another. I did what I could, I loved you endless time on my hand. Our time spent together was special and near to the heart. Do not expect for that happiness to come again. For that has sailed, to far East, to the rising of the new day. But, I cannot live one more day without my love. For what I had with her is unexplainable and beautiful beyond definition. I have seen the wayward signs point me to the direction of you. But when we see each other, you don't spare a passing glance, as if I was a ghost, an invisible man, like air. That is when my heart breaks, torn in two, I cannot see me without you. Walk with another, shall I go, now this without you. For she is my everything, beauty and nature. She is my rose, my violet, my nightingale singing her songs, in the twilight. She is the sky, the sun, the moon, the trees, the grass. She is everything to me. She is even the summer storms and Winter blizzards that roll in and destroy, beauty and harmony. I cannot live without my love, for she is my one and only. I do not like to beg, but love me once again and live with me forever. For you know and I know, and the world knows, That I cannot live without you, I cannot live without my love, For I am dead without my love.
The wind turns rustling the reddish-brown leaves. Trees stand devoid of their cover and howl Like bathers caught without a green towel. The wind turns, the arctic soul misconceives. The snows pile up around my silver car. Outraged the trees thrash and howl in the wind Smarting like young children regimented. The snows pile up; the heart is as stones are. The iris bloom, couples old, young elope. Buds develop forth from bare twigs and grow, A bald man farming a new luscious mo. The iris bloom, the heart feels raptured hope. The grass browns the dams are slowly emptied. Branches hang drooping in the severe sun, Young mothers at their hot sinks deflated. The grass browns the heart resigns abandoned. You seduce others, caress them and give Love, mine remains fervent and I forgive.
Blossoming Effulgent sun proffers love Clambering… Ascending Above the undergrowth…of Thorns and weeds Furtively The moon unravels wonders Glimmering
Rays of sunshine dancing on my back This flamenco goes on all afternoon The ripples glisten with the light Sitting here next to the lake Everywhere, colours are out to play The green in the grass The blue in the sky The pink in your lips Everywhere I offer you a strawberry From the picnic that you brought The sweet smell entwines with the flowers That scatter where we are sat Your head on my lap I stroke your golden hair Catching my pinkie on a bead of sweat That trickles from your forehead You laugh and go to take off your sunglasses I stop you Your eyes would make the whole day Seem the night
It's almost time for... Summer A time to be free To go a little crazy Push things to the edge Longs drives around the town Even longer nights around the bonfire Hot guys and beautiful girls A time for Fishing Camping Hiking Long days And even longer nights It's a time to ditch The sweaters for tank tops To peel of the jeans And slip into some shorts Feel the breeze caress your face And flirt with your hair It's a time To fall in love Kiss in the rain Make new friendships Create amazing memories It's a time where all worry melts away The winter blues are gone Happiness is everywhere Life all around New life,color,sounds Summer is a time to get lost Take a road trip to nowhere Just drive around Take a risk It's a time to love life and just BE FREE! It's SUMMER!
Sizzling soft finger tips, Blaze gently across my body, Feeling the hiss of her heat, Steam rises as we entwine our limbs, Burning lips trace my ear as she whispers of paradise, Both longing for this heaven to last, Love sears our hearts as desire leaps from eyes, While two passions melt into one, We fly together to ecstasy before a scarlet sunset. Copyright © 2014 Robert William Gruhn - All Rights Reserved "A poem to me is the essence of any thought, Being built from its foundation into tower scraping sky. It can fly like no other bird to places never seen, Even spaceships can only dream of taking its place." © 2014 Robert William Gruhn
On every tenth of June The sea waves splash upon the moors for years and shadows draw upon the walls festoons unspoken verse, conceived on silent piers, the advent of our loneliness attunes. That day of June remained our only fair and minds' ascension to the astral reign, blooms' multitude and fragrances' affair a purple thistle on the field and rain. Remember me, a windy song and laugh, our holding hands and young, the Summer's call, we celebrated then, upon the wharf and acanthine of solitude's dance hall. ...On every tenth of June my eyes embrace, above the summer moors, your lines of face. © G. Venetopoulos, 06-14-2013, All rights reserved (English Sonnet) ?
Life is full of memories/ of times past/ and present/ times from my childhood/ of running in the rain/ crying/ because the raindrops were hitting me on the head/ and my mother calling to me/ I'm here/ don't cry/ it's all right. Children chasing butterflies/ and playing ball in the neighbor's field. Watching the sunrise/ and the stars telling me to have a good day/ just before they went away. Walking down a path at a summer camp/fishing in a favorite spot/and catching a bass that I'm still talking about. Building a raft with a best friend/ cutting trees and logs/ and floating them in a warm summer breeze. Walking in the moonlight with a first girl friend/ and experiencing our first warm kiss. Holding hands and dreaming dreams/and walking barefoot down a dusty road/kicking up dust/and feeling it sifting through bare toes. Seeing a first born child/holding it tight in my arms/ looking into its eyes/ and seeing it smile back. Hearing a child ask/ 'what are moonbeams, and where do they go?'/ Holding a child as it goes to sleep in my arms/ knowing that the world is all right/because daddy is near/ and there is nothing to fear. Memories are mine/and wonderful to share/ as time races on/and grandchildren gather in my arms/ Watching them chase butterflies/and ask about moonbeams/ and rainbows/and catch a first fish/and tell me/..... ......I love you big daddy.
Your paper-thin porcelain skin, I know how to get right under it. For kicks is why I do it now. You tell me to love but I never knew how. Our feet hitting pavement, We spent the day in sunny California with sun kissed skin. I'm learning to forget and how to fade scars, And you let me let myself down so hard. Your paper-thin porcelain skin, I know how to get right under it. And now I just do it for smiles, We'll never see flower girls stumbling down aisles. I'd lose my head just before that chance, But if you want we can still have a first dance. Cause I think I say things that I don't mean, Once upon a time you meant the world to me. Your paper-thin porcelain skin, I know how to get right under it. But I'm trying to refrain, To make this not all end up in vain. Maybe I can learn to love like some people do, And you can learn to love yourself a little too. Or it is in all fairness to let this go? I guess we can try but then we'll never know.
Though the midnight summer rains as we sit together under the geraniums, hanging low and at full bloom, we hold hands and talk of old times; times that were kind to us and our youth. As summer storms light up the night skies We kiss the storm away, as it rolls through the grey skies and the lighting cracks the clouds in half, riping a hole in the universe, as we kiss the night away. We sit throughtout nightlong summer dreams and talk, and we hear the storms roll into the golden hills of summer meadows filled with roses and a field full of daisies. Love rests in time to see us grow old together, and love strengthens its walls and pulls us closer together. We shall go now, as day turns to night, into our chamber of love and sleep the night away, together. Hold us close to each other, as I rest my head on you sweet bossom, and you nurture me to life of talks of love and beauty. Nature whispers and sings us songs, as we kiss and go for walks through the countryside looking at the golden hills soaked in the rolling storms that summer offers every year, upon a silver platter. Sooth me, my love as I tell you of the sorrow I have witnessed. Embrace me with your curiousity and tell me of the beauty in the secrets of life and its hidden messangers that hold secret letters from Devils that send temptations to destroy something that we share, that is so beautiful and true. Tell me that life will be okay, and my love is still true and with you. Tell me my sweet and beautiful love, tell me if everything will be alright. Love has seen us come and go, through the narrowed and sprinkled streets, as we move through life fused at hands and eyes blind, not noticing the possiblities of death at any moment stalking us with knives jabbing at our backsides. We are blind, for we see each other and only each other. As we live life eyes a blazed looking at the sun, we do not notice the obvious between us. Caring from me, at my time of need I never noticed the betrayal of our love. My heart sees, but I deny the obvious and see what I hear. As I see the knife drive deep in my heart, you with a suitcase in hand, I stand on my front steps and I watch the summer storms come back over the golden hills to say, "hello" Love is the same everytime, like a summer storm; beautiful to watch, but when it leaves, it is depressing to say, "goodbye" Now I sit, as the geraniums dry up and die and the wrinkles at my eyes make me blind, I see love walk past my house and mock me with lone kisses.
The last dance is over, the summer ball fades away It's early morning as we walk along the esplanade The love of my life in the most beautiful white gown Hand in hand we whisper, kissing in love fuelled drown We pause as we absorb the gentle rushing of the waves Inner feelings of desire feed the thoughts we longingly crave The moon above delights against a cobalt ebony sky Whilst diamonds sparkle brightly captured in her eyes Our home we finally reach knowing the dawn will soon be nigh On entering our bedroom a most beautiful sight espies Behind her back she holds the most delightful of red rose Her back now bare to open showing porcelain skin exposed She turns to me and looks, theirs an alluring in her eyes Slowly I walk towards her on her shoulders my hands apply To her nape I kiss, whispering sweet nothings in her ear Another dance has started as our longing draws ever near With gentle steps we take, to a spread of silken sheets Her summer ball in fall, peachy skin my eyes now meet Lacy lingerie of white attracts the man in me Alone my love and I, two naked torso's touching free Adventurous we become, caressing undulations each Sighs interrupting kisses for the sweet spots that we seek In my hand I take the Rose brushing the petals against her pert Touching, we start to ignite, two in love now so alert In sync our bodies bind amidst sheets on silken lie Mirroring waves on the ocean our gyrations in loving reply Inner warmth excites, our joyous release so beautifully free We melt into each other, two souls asleep, appeased http://www.thehighlanderspoems.com/love-16.php
trees whispered her name for a queen was born from a faerie and an archer who had the soul of a poet the love of his moondust in an early summer dawn a girl came in to this world filled with magic and the love of all things aquila took his bow drew forth an arrow which the feathers were brown and gold aimed towards the sky and let it go the arrow arced high burst in to stars that fell among them a star to carry a star to keep a star to remember a new queen that would join all living things under the forests of richest green the summer queen laid a single leaf upon the child's chest it glowed, then shrank became part of her this, i had never seen for the leaf carried all of natures' magic in an extraordinary child whose birth signified all that is good upon the great good earth the queens and kings the princes and princesses all of heartstone gathered to see a tiny girl who had the power of a single leaf that lay close to her heart that she knew of the wise ways that what lies within us means, you are never alone our tiny girl who, in her time would become the greatest living being lay quietly in the great hall surrounded by magic and majesty past kings and queens from above their hearts filled with wonder most of all, love the leaf as i came to know came from the great earthen king who had passed on long ago that there is always a past a history that can never be broken it will always last forever heartstone never alone we celebrated until dawn broke sweet faerie music filled the air darting lights everywhere whispering trees spoke i felt within my heart as i held my moondusts' hand
Moon stops a while, glides motionless, twinkling stars hide and seek, in silent glee, soft, sweet summer breeze, gently rustles, fragrance of lavender, wafts in the innocent air, black night dances along, unfolds tenderly, Listening to the silent song of the night, we lay together on the grass, delightfully, her head nestling on my arm, hands clasping my shirt tightly, she moves a bit, tenderly, enraptured in some beautiful dream, sweet summer breeze flows along, caressing tenderly. She stirs a bit, awakens slowly, smiling shyly, beautiful doe eyes look into mine, our hands touch, silky skin in radiant glow, we turn, lips touching, slowly, delicately, she sighs, comes closer, snuggling in once again, beautiful black night dances along, lingering tenderly. © Avijeet Das
Oh it's a beautiful night! The moon is full And the stars are glowing While the trees, with Earth's cool summer breeze Start slowly blowing... A campfire's flames are burning so bright While a young couple holds each other tight Warming their hearts, as these two lovers embrace Traveling together, through time and space Oh how tonight, with their love, they won't hide Two lovers forever, Side By Side Under the stars, both of them lay They've been together, happy, all night and all day Holding each other, a sweet caress While green grass stains her pretty white dress But no words, to each other, do they say Happy just sitting Side By Side, knowing no other way Gazing up at the stars Breathing in the night Them together with nature A beautiful sight All the years they've both struggled And how they cried Has led them here tonight It matters not now As they'll lie here forever, Side By Side
The wind chimes ring to a summer's breeze, With the fragrant smell of hot chicken baking Wafting around, setting hearts at ease— As wind chimes ring to a summer's breeze —The rain falls gently on the growing trees. The old couple waits with bodies aching; Hearing wind chimes ringing to a summer's breeze— With the fragrant smell of hot chicken baking
It was time for the leaves to fall, The fields to turn white, The birds to leave for faraway lands- And the long cold lonely nights. Seemed like for eternity She hadn't had a smile - Frozen was the world around Lonely she walked for miles. Dead were the blossoms in her garden, And love was about to die- And yet she prayed to her unseen friend - For the summer of the winter sky! Not a song was heard at dawn, Only the echo of the wind- In the misty field of corn Not a farmer was seen! A wait so long, so painful to bear Left alone with no one so near She was lost in her own reverie- With tears in her dreamy eyes. And she prayed as her heart cried- Longing for the summer of the winter sky. No one knows who heard her prayer Lost amidst the silence And yet an early morning bud Blossomed in her garden! Suddenly a little sparrow was seen High on the branch of the willow tree Singing a song as if to welcome- Amidst the grey sky, a sun so warm. And love then again knocked her door Promising a life like never before- And like a happy child she opened her eyes For it was summer for the winter sky!
Death, it is a sad way to go, to leave this earth, dressed in your Sunday best While faces surround you with tears breaking the barriers of their emotions tearing their hearts apart, looking down upon my stone face, upon the face, lays a simplistic smile that shows no emotion, no teeth, no life. Death, it is a sad way to go. People hurry, say their goodbyes, but when your alive, they never come around, they never call, they never even think of you and how you are feeling. While you walk the streets, with a smile on your face, nothing but knives stick sharpe in my back and gossip burns a hole in my soul and heart; but I keep on walking and smiling. I keep rolling on through like a summer hurricane tears apart a coastal city in the heat of June weather, Walking till death comes to shake my hand and grin at my soul. Then as you lay their in your casket with a buqouet of your favorite flowers, (Roses and Tulips) they sit around you, the same faces, the same blind eyes and they all shed tears and says good things. Too late for that don't you think? Death, it is a sad way to go, but what relief you get, when finally departing in peace and leaving the drama and careless people in your life. After I am put six feet under, a week of crying passes, After two weeks I am lost and long forgotten, nothing but a stone at my cranium to keep me company and my new friends, who sleep along next to me. Dead and forgotten, but the dead never forget their fellow lost souls. Only the living forget such souls that were so good to them, now they are gone, I am gone. How do you feel, now that I am gone? Death, it is a sad way to go, but what peace you recieve in Paradise.
You danced with me under the youthful trees no music played just the summer breeze you took my breath with every touch your words were perfect you said just enough i tried to hide how you made me feel because i knew that We Just Couldnt Be You already Had Your Girl And I Was Just Someone You Liked to Twirl That night we spent beneath the stars when you told me you loved me , and showed me all your scars that night i should have held your hand that night i didnt kiss you when i should of had But that night i was someone elses girl so all we shared was a midnight twirl on those swings so many stories we would tell you were the first that in love I fell !
Giggle dancing vanities around bonfires your funny fancies, hula skirt feigning moves with floras and flowers I had dedicated unto your chocolate tresses of hair waltzing beside you my own flames circled about flickering ablaze upon your delicate and subtle grooves Tracing, painting, the gentle touching your camberous and my muscular frame, creating endless, countless new ways of whispering, feelings, revealing our deepest, darkest secrets swallowing, consuming each other, dissolving all our pains Offerings, submissions of stripping naked hearts, placing you upon a pedestal you leaping back down into my arms, crawling, veiling myself within the inferno, you cocooning vulnerabilities exposing your wonders, endowments, captivation of your devoting arts Your majestic soft smiles blowing kisses to my face , sun rising, the Aprils, the Mays, the Junes, sunset bowing with grace, silks and supple of my princess, my goddess one day soon vanishing an apparition over the twilight shimmering dunes Exodus grandeur, an angel exiting from a scene, the years hiding you away oft in my dreams, hoping, praying, believing that another time another day, bumping into meet, finding each other again, a reunion of union, marrying in another lost summer retreat The lost summer fog, the misting ocean's spray whisking returning a lost essence upon our sacred,consecrated domain, analogous subsiding tides, gulls fly off, sea grass evaporating, the shifting dunes our memoirs have all but eroded away Memories, reminiscences of two naïve, innocent youthful hearts, and lost summers blissfully buried treasures, fondest here remain testimonies reigniting renaissance adolescent wildfire sparks
In my summer meadow Lavender colored milkweeds, growing between dark purple butterfly peas, are perfuming the warm air. The color combination is especially pleasing to me; I love purple. Perfectly round globes of milkweed are a magnet for bees, butterflies and a variety of other insects. I see lightening bugs among them. The buzzing of bumblebees, wasps and honeybees is accompanied by the chirping of crickets and the happy twittering of the meadow birds. Yellow Sweet Clover lends it's perfume to the summer symphony of soothing scents. Tall spikes of blooming Johnson grass sways dreamily in the bright sunlight. Right in the middle of a soft pink wild rose bush, a bright red butterfly weed is the center of activity for many species of colorful butterflies. A brilliant blue"Two-barred Flasher" flaps it's wings as fast as a hummingbird, while the orange-brown Buckeye rests peacefully. Next to the roses, a blackberry bush is promising juicy, dark berries soon, while the Mulberry trees are already providing a welcome sweet snack for birds, deer and bunnies. A patch of wide- open orange daylillies is a cheerful spot over at the edge of the trees and an emerald- green hummingbird enjoys their offerings. There is so much life and beauty in a small patch of meadow! I love it!
Your love is an endless melody played just for me Sweet notes in spring and all SUMMER long A single ROSE for a lonely heart. Your love is a joyful afternoon RENDEZVOUS. IT IS MORE than just the spirit of my leaping heart. It is as rare as a LAVANDER ROSE. It is the MASTER OF all loves, an enigma Never to be understood. It pulls at every invisible heart string. It is the DELICATE cloth which binds my soul. it causes me to aspire To that which has been silently DESIRED . YOUR Love is a MEADOW filled with VIOLET blades of grass Each blade has its own unique name whispered on winds with PLATINUM WINGS. It is each and EVERYTHING every single day and all that sings
Soft sounds of wind whispering through the trees Ultimate joy sharing this view with my best friend Many more shades of brilliant colours to seize My soul, captivating us until the day's end Evening magic in the warmth of your embrace Remembering where we are, leaving no trace Silently we walk along the beach, kissing again and holding hands United by the softly spoken vows Not wanting to leave, nor return to life's demands Surreal, so much happiness this union allows Ever after, ever more, we remain True to Mother Earth, singing her refrain. © 2014 CM Davidson
Timeless dream, a spring time mist, beautiful bliss, I'm loving this Perfect rose, may I propose, a gift with bows, a gentle kiss In the night, innocence is gone, this moment's song, I belong Lover's heat, feels so sublime, moment in time, music that rhymes Sweet embrace, you're in my arms, masterful charms, hot smoke alarms Colder now, the winter came fast, we didn't last, moment passed Date: 6-11-2014 Contest: Debbie Guzzi's "Sijo Strings"
Cruel Sun, heating up the matter, The ray blades burning up the skin, But something was holding me strong, Some Shelter, I was feeling home within, Flowers abloom, or at least in words, For rest of the world was a desert, This was the summer of my love story, This was the summer that felt like a blizzard, Marking its presence, the stage of this play, Shining its name, was the bus' bay, And how I wished her bus never came, Because close to me, that can make her stay, But more it made me calm, it psyched her, Restless of Sun, and of wait, we talked, Though I was destined for someplace else, Where we're together, towards that path I walked, Her eyes, her words, were working on the spell, I lost myself in her, and found her in me, The romantic novels, and the love sonnets, once invisible, Were now those distinct Colors, which I can see! The Coffee Mugs, the window panes, and the morning dew, Everything looked beautiful, like never before, Those 45 days of warmth, wrapped by her arms, I never knew it was the only love for me in the store, The heat got mild with the darkening clouds, This story was ending and so were her college days, I was high, on this flight with her, But it was time, for this heart to return to its base, As good as she made me feel, with her presence She had to pass, like a summer breeze, I wish I could hold her in my arms; for a moment, If for a moment; forever, I wanted that moment to freeze, The sky cried with me, that night Few drops of love, poured in by the rain, For some time I believed to have caught those drops, Less a mild feel of touch, these drops finally drain,
SPRING - Winter's icy gray gives way to a Spring time day where the white and blue of Sky is new. We crack our eyes open and crawl out of bed thankful it's gone, ole Winter's dread. Up and about soon we're out to see and smell and give Spring a shout, a happy "Hallelujah" for new life abounds over formerly brown, now green grounds. We experience the grasses and the trees along with the buzzing of bees as they help create the most amazing flowers while other creatures find a mate. I don't blame them at all for in you I've found my mate, my partner and in us Love can abound with the Lord as our gardener. For He alone planted us, watered and fed us, protected us and brought us together in this walk of life. SUMMER - When all the blooms have bloomed and the bees have buzzed its warmer, moist air that tells us Summer is here. We walk toes in sand hand in hand wanting ocean sprays to counteract the Suns rays. To sweat and burn something in which we both have a turn is what can make Summer a sometimes bummer. But, to walk and swim we have to experience again and again. For I'll never tire of your Summer attire, a sun dress or a lot less when we shower off the sweaty sands and keep touching each other with our hands. O Summer, O Summer how I love those long days and how you show me all the ways that your love for me heals and my love for you still feels. I want our walks to feel like they'll last forever as we hold hands and hug we're being healed inside during all these seasons of our life along with God as our guide.
As my summer comes to a close And as the time of the fall flows I began to understand my purpose But as the winter wind blows Regrets also began to arose But as the new summer approach Happiness began to be my coach As I began fall even deeper Few things stops me from going closer Maybe better things can make her happier Rather than things which has no assurance I must leave it all in destiny's glance And be proud that I've been there for her even once But still I will never give up for her Cause for her I'll carve the future brighter
Love to heart is what summer signifies to the farmer's year It brings to harvest all the lovely flowers of very soul Now the heart is so content that a few drops can overfill it +++++++ June 10, 2014 Form : Sijo (3-4-4-4. 3-4-4-4, 3-5-4-3) (Syllables 45) Dr. Ram Mehta Contest:Sijo Strings by Debbie Guzzi
Oh the days of summer will soon be upon us To warm us and fill us with joy Those bright sunny days and cool starlit nights So sweetly our spirits they buoy Gone through a bunch of these halcyon days At my age I should be blasé No matter the number each one's still a joy Like my very first summer's day What wonders this dear old world still creates Each year after year without fail The predictors of doom keep warning us guys But still a new summer we hail So now that I've reached my senior years I've come to realize a truth With many triumphs and some sad events Life shares a perennial youth © Jack Ellison 2013
Cushioned with green, warmed by the sun Blue sky above, clouds on the run Clovers three, with luck four clusters Sharing laughs and belly busters Pulling grass to make thumb whistles Picking flowers avoiding thistles Grasshoppers jumping blade to blade Soaking up sun, avoiding shade Ladybug, red, on a daisy's white petal Flies away as the heart back peddles "He loves me" was the last petal plucked "Does he really?" the intrusive thought struck © Debra Squyres
the spring's warming wisp heats the summer blaze sunshine's delicate first kiss
Glance winter night The summer in your face twice with the moon
to heartstone , we travelled with our child we crossed the bridge of the morning star left our home at the place of the rising moon a new child to be blessed in the great hall to be seen by kings and queens by all to the forests of redwood to the east of the mountains we came to the stream of sighs the beauty of trees eagles in magical skies through the meadows fields of flowers blue butterflies around shining blue they knew she was here faeries flew my moondust carried our girl to the door colours flying all of heartstone love, to unfurl that a child could carry everything that mattered in this world the doors opened wide the princesses of heartstone took us inside stars flew magic coursed through flower petals fell such joy what we brought in to this world under a tiny girls' spell the summer queen bent down kissed the tiny girl a summer birth at dawn she held her tears in her eyes spoke gently "with this child heartstone is reborn" pure and bright as a heartstone starry winter night the girls' smile shone as she lay in the summer queens' arms we all looked on in delight my moondust was serene the heartstone in the great hall began to glow wondrous light emanating unusually beautiful for this was the realizing of a special queen never a child so young had been made to become a queen that she would rule all of the forest of richest green her time had begun…… the heartstone was brought to the tiny girl she smiled with delight with the knowing look of the wise she touched the stone stars burst forth in bright amethyst light
The poet met the player in summer When the days are long and the roses bloom She rhymed the word summer with lover And he smiled as his strings he tuned The poet loved the player in autumn When the trees turn as golden as sunbeams And the player strummed and sang of freedom And the poet compared him to a dream The poet missed the player in winter When distances seem to grow with the cold There's much merit in words, but cold fingers Do so beg for a lover's hand to hold But the poet gave the player her heart And that is the way the sweetest songs start
Will you burn the earth`s skin to glass?. Yet, right there , in Harmony of `69 I bent in adoration before the dusky pearl of your forehead the soft slopes of your never-ending body shifting under a sea of blankets Oh! treasure of treasures ! sparkling to life love in the inner-sanctum of the tent-temple of my emerald heart, filling it with that attar fragrance , that compassionate smile, that yearning voice, quieting my storm urging me to swim your sultry sea. How could the world ever be the same again ? Outside, rooted like stark brood of the Black stone , rocks parried thuddingly the capricious charge of waves and subdued the swell and swirl of a dark ,disturbed sea. The summer night was short and I cleaved to you like a calf to its mother. Your dark-eyed nipples breasted the blanket , occulting the coarseness of Harmony . We rocked to cradle the peace in the galaxy, with love milking the way to the morning star . Winking over the mount, Venus caught us intertwined , drooling like babes, sated I, summer cloud paramour of you Landie , altar of my sensuous sacrifice sweet naos forever Yolande briefly undraping your compassionate cosmic essence for a gallant stripling starving for affirmation. Awed, i nested in mouths harmonizing now enchanting, now strident symphonies, keen enough to split chaos into mutual opposites that grappled , grinded and finally clashed , giving birth to a higher union. I tattoo your name , Landie, on the stretched skin of the earth. I pullulate the waves in your name sackbutting the syllables till tremolo breaks it breathlessly to foam on the glistening beach of your belly Wrinkles I didgeridoo into the dark blanket of our night, stringing out your diadem of stars I spiral you stately across my deep. Breaking away reluctantly from the tug of your knees i trolled our anchor through love`s flow girding it close to my wound-up heart. "Go now love….spare me a thought " Your voice and a gentle seabreeze wafted me out. Diving at dawn with a whale of love between waking dunes capped by sourfigs , bleary-eyed revellers, the blue-blue sky warbled "one and one and one is three One thing you got know ,is you got to be free Come together, right now , over me." .
Two blond heads with beaming smiles on the other side of the screen door. Blowing bubbles from their magic wands, carried off on the breeze. The deck is soapy, the window is too but I don't care at all. Two blond heads with beaming smiles, soapy from head to toe. This is a perfect summer day with rainbow bubbles everywhere. The sun beams down but not as brightly as the smiles of these two. Something as simple as bubbles in the air brings joy to all who see. This is a perfect summer day with rainbow bubbles everywhere.
Steamy sultry summer night stirring thick air Sweet honeysuckle scent spreads everywhere It is moonlit night and I sit on the shore alone Think about many a loves that have come and gone. But only one image returns on this cool night Amorous *Amee came to me as virgin fresh that night I laid my head on her heaving breasts. On her curvaceous waist were my hands. Surely not to be missed, her lips were near Night thro' we made love without fear. Between the dusk of September 30 night We caught at a mood as it passed in flight. And what with the dawn of night began With the dusk of day was done; For that is the way of woman and man, When a hazard has made them one. Till the early dawn of October first day, We succeeded to bade it stoop and stay. Goodbye sweat, sting and wavy air Goodbye hot love and steamy night fair.. ============================================================ This is a revised version of my poem Nectar on the soup. Amee, in Indian languages, means Nectar. ============================================================ Fourth Placement Contest: Steamy Summer Love
The generation's pass now through your eyes The spirit of what is gone now will arise And in a better place free from lies A gentle spring is all I could ask for The softest rains and the mystical breeze Our hair would blow in waves like the oceans My backyard held adventures and mysteries The speed and light went racing past obstacles I can't even see the past or my miseries The summer hit me and fled while I watched it go on Never knowing how we would be And in my darkness I am still weeping Consciously I'm constantly seeking Remembering days brought back from the seasons And feeling your spirit with me is healing The chill in the air passed through me so willfully My heart and stomach dropped down so distantly The luscious grays kept me from blending into A fall of emotions ranked with virility The winter reveals loss for our loved ones Its icy truth pushes strong while freezing the weak Some can go again with a mind full of optimism The rest will die alone with the meek And in my darkness I am still weeping Consciously I'm constantly seeking Remembering days brought back from the seasons And feeling your spirit with me is healing
Sweet Betrayal He met her eyes of truth Touches her hands of comfort Kisses her lips of innocence Left her with uncertainty He embraces her fragility Carried her on bed of floral Delighted himself in her sweet favor Left her with spontaneity He listens with her angelic voice Sings with her most tuned melody Dances with her lovely grace Left her in an echo of ruined silence He sips in rays of her sunrise Keeping his view of clear crystals Collects her paintings of memories Left her on a dark horizontal lieu Such a sweet betrayal for keeps His with her a treasure she weeps Traces of footprints on sand resentments Comfort by the cold wind without amendments So long now from longing Let the ocean flows with her bearing, Every sunsets entwined a sunrise offspring Left only with her for healing. -km
Swallowed in a dream of bliss, and sunset berry kisses in the still of azure skies I gaze into your eyes. Your candy sweet lips, hypnotize, mesmerize my soul making me speak with a lisp soft whispers of me as yours. I'm lost for words at such beauty it eloquently defies eludes my mind like visions in a summer breeze hard to define. I would steal polyanthus, and lay beds of jasmine and touch you with the sweetest passion as I outline your face by candles; if I could allure you for you inspire me I would to liberate your heart as you exhale pressures with me. How may I explore the depths of you open you like oceans, feel your emotions, your affections in truth your very essence. I'm held captive by your style come away with me for awhile beguile me with a smile there are pleasures to find. Your silhouette like shadows of night tantalizes every thought, every curve in movements of poetic lines this pantomine in part. Her finger tips drip elegance in the moonlight mist sensations new, her hips like jewels of skies aglint. She is delicate as a lily flawless as a pearl in sea-blue threads of tapesry which colors my world, my queen beauty in a summer breeze.
A glorious summer morning… Nature Observing… A breath taking motion picture feature… Love greetings between earth's creatures… No thoughts pinning on yesterday… Joyfully exploring this new day… Dragonflies circle in perfect rings… Birds soaring, roaming delighted to sing… Butterflies wander with a simple flutter… A subtle cool breeze stimulates the leaves with a shutter… The sun's warm hug initiates fruitful growth… Radiant flowers sharing a simple truth… Allow the inner beauty to shine through… I sit here fully adoring… A glorious summer morning…
THE UNHOLY DEAD He would take her to heaven if she chose to go but her world's just a place for the dead, if she had a solution he wanted to know, in a while it would be in his head. All her world is a place for the unholy dead she might answer his question two times, in a while he might see, but will lose it instead holding out for an answer that rhymes. she might answer his question, and answer it twice, "yes I love you but don't want to go," so he holds out much longer because of the price of the things that he never should know. "Yes I love you but it's not time for me to leave," she has told him, but didn't explain, "Love is something you never should know nor believe, unless you are a sweet summer rain." Yes she told him, but didn't tell all that she knows, he can't see how she loves him so much, like a sweet summer rain she appears and then goes to the heaven he wants her to touch. He can't see how she loves him, his heart is so blind, nor that they are in heaven--but how? And he wants so to touch her, and then he will find they're together in heaven right now. How they got to heaven, she said time and again, "I have loved you much longer than me," and together in heaven, they see how love's been for as long as a true love can be. She has loved him much longer than sweet summer rain and before she was ever a child, for as long as a true love that's hard to explain, from where-ever a true love is filed. And before she was young, in her place of the dead, they were younger than love ever knows, and where-ever love is, in the heart or the head, they've gone into where-ever love goes. © ron wilson
Birds of season in the air Maybe slipped out of sleep from bottom deepest of the heart Earnestly coolest of the all Out of alleys Beyond the locked gates Out of the lost In coldest fields Sweet of lips In season clinging butterflies A passion messenger of the heart Message With Pigeon glued balmy landed in my bed Sent of summer In winter lonely coldest bid Words sweet Birds of season in the air
The fragrance of love is like............... The smell of summer harvested strawberries a field of lavender gently swaying in breeze the aroma of freshly cut grass the salty air of the sea. Roses in full bloom clean mountain air freshly made bread a newly made bed. A meadow abounding with wild flowers the earthy odour of cooling summer rain the aroma of vanilla mote champagne. The smell of alpine forest pine a scented candle flame........................ Peter Dome. copyright.2012.
Not as hot as summer Is the heart of this lover; Not as bright as the sun, For there's something I haven't done. It is summer but raining, For there's someone I am missing; The sky is not that clear, For my heart is cold this summer.
I have lived for a thousand summers. I have drinked in so many sunsets my heart has melted over my bones. my toes deep in the warm sand or my feet in the cold pond water. I have fell in love with summer so many times i have started to believe i am summer. All those hush sounds i love so much, all those vibrant smells i drowned in. And the colors, they drip from my eyes in brilliant bright burst. Oh this summer fever i dare not sweat out, oh these summer kisses i dare not wash out. Its such a shame that its only three month.
The warm fragrant summer breeze Sweeps across my face whispering your gaze Like the summer flowers blossoming deep within My heart opens up and seeks the light that only you can fulfil Like roots I search for you, knowing our love was deep and so very true Your hand sweeps down and plucks me from the ground Twirling me around and around to see my petals dance just for now You smile at me, rub your nose up and down making me flutter With one last sigh you put me in your jacket pocket and mutter Forever and always my darling, forever and ever.
As the warm air moves out and the cold air breeze in There's no sign of you coming back this season, If you choose the winter it'll remind me of the cold nights Forgetting the happiness and remembering the fright Remembering the way you took the color off my skin Leaving me uncovered in this ice cold dreadful wind, I'm going to clean before spring, before the birds start to sing Before the rain knocks against the trees and make the leaves ring Try to mop away the tears and sweep away the cries Try to forget the way you hung me out to dry, When summer is here, I know that you are near But not close enough to dance in the sun To run across green meadows till the day is done Instead, i'm lonesome in this impassionate heat wave My nights are long but I try to stay brave If you were coming in fall Winter is long gone I have escaped the showers that April brong, and the caged bird's song In the summer I hope you heart stayed pure as mine Please come in the fall because it's the perfect time. By: Jayvion Timmons 2/2/04
You asked me what I'm doing Sitting in this warm summer wind; Late in the night beneath the moon light Hoping I'll see you again. After all these years of wondering Whatever became of our dreams? When we were so young and climbing the rungs Of living beyond our means. Criticizing, antagonizing Each other day by day; What became of the love that burned like flames And ashes, we threw it all away. As time took its toll as we both grew old And traveled to opposite ends; You took to high mountains and I to low rivers Swearing never to return again. To that place we once stood together Promising 'til death do we part; Until we shredded that vow and swore somehow Never ever make a new start. Now you ask me what I'm doing Sitting in this warm summer wind; Thinking of you and the love we once knew And does goodbye really mean the end?
My love for you is like cool slow rain from an April sky with gentle droplets whispering of love as they kiss your face My love for you is like gentle sea breezes on a hot summer's noon bringing healing's touch from some far away land to soothe the weary soul My love for you is like the dawning sun chasing away the darkness with golden sunbeams that radiate with hope of a better day My love for you is like all these things and more for even if the rain ceases to fall and the breeze forgets to blow and the sun shines no more my love for you will always be there
There were poppies in the meadow and a haze of cornflower blue But I only saw the laughter in your eyes In that summer land of sunshine when my love for you was new And we danced beneath the rainbows in the skies There were skylarks singing love songs and a frog filled shady pool When the sun shone like a spotlight on a lady and her fool There were sunlight dappled shadows under trees of apple green As we sat and watched the river run and play Quite invisible to others as we waltzed where gods had been And we kissed the summer afternoon away There were mallards busy dabbling and lilies standing tall As I held you ever closer and I promised you it all There were breezes bouncing wheat ears in a field of golden sun And your fingers intertwined between my own We walked slowly by the hedgerows where the rabbits watched the fun And a pheasant used a gatepost for his throne Though I hardly saw the beauty that was nature all around When we fell into each other on a soft green patch of ground When the sky turned peach and amber and the sun was burning gold We were unaware of all the rest of life And the day once young and tender grew so dignified and old I was brave enough to ask you "be my wife" Now there'll never be another day as beautiful to me But each day we spend together fills my heart with poetry
Oh your smile brightly gleams In my sweet summer dreams In the sun-reflected streams Then your smile beams brightly again Ones again the summer goes Its a bummer that the drummer Cried on the plummers fries Oh your smile is pretty Its most pretty In the city
Those Distant African Nights... 1. The shadows swayed in your candlelit room, a cool breeze teasing your bare back, streaks of lightning forked in the Johannesburg night, as my hands stroked your hair, kissing your soft mouth, holding you, ever so tight. 2. You whispered that you loved me, and I kept silent, the rain fell, shadows danced, thunder rolled, the breeze teased your naked back, you whispered that you loved me, as my lips found yours, the rain washed over our tender nights, lightning and candlelight, etching poems on your burnished skin, yet, a fear gnawed at me, deep within. 3. We parted ways, and you could never forgive me, you said, now, after numberless thunderstorms, the rain that falls, echo the countless tears that I have shed. 4. You are long gone, far away, happy, I pray, yet the memories persist, those precious moments shall never, ever, like the Jo'burg rains, trickle away, and I wish you well, for loving me as you did, for it was I who was not worthy, then, and it is I who is not worthy, now... 5. You were always true, it was I who always, always, refused to, to give myself, completely to you.
An occasional breeze Like your gentle touch Makes my heart skip a beat with a breath taking rush This hot summer night takes my mind to your skin, so sweet and moist, The scent of your neck The sound of your voice. The rustle of trees mixed with the sweet song of birds Fills me with peace Remembering those words "I love this, I love you" This is the place Your beautiful face, Eyes I know see me With true love complete. Dusk turns to night And crickets chirp now As darkness surrounds me I remember just how It tasted to kiss you, you in my arms. It's never left me Not a smile or a kiss I feel still the same- Still feel all of this.
ARCTIC SUMMER LOVERS Waterside White nights summer tryst sweet grass smiles
Wrong was I, Thinking I'm in control, Believing I'd never fall in a love. How did you do it ? I ask myself, You have made me see That nothing is bad, That I'm strong and Worthy of happiness, You have saved me from myself. After having spent another Wonderful evening with her touch, I have seen my happiness shines In her enchanting, deep black eyes. The essence of that long and Curly burgundy hair overwhelmed me. She shines with a heavenly glow, Her beautiful angel face Raises me up from feeling low. She is a beautiful flower, Like a red zinnia lying silently On the river side, Under a tropical marathon sky. I want to be her lover and I want to find out the passions, I want to please her eternally. ________________________ Thank you for reading. Chitta
Summer Clouds Big And Small Summer clouds both big and small castles in the air I recall Sweetness in loves dearly missed Gentleness in lovers softly kissed So many loves sent to be embraced too many due to be sadly erased Yet music brought romance again gentleness of my lover and friend Life sent such good times to behold gifts, riches and such romantic gold Treasured memories floating around renewed by the music of era's sound Castles in the air, loves everywhere simply sailing forth without a care Living a young life so romantically wild flying forth as a lusting, angry child Summer sent girls so, so very sweet love's great banquet set for me to eat Sky filled with romance and sweet kisses memories of girls and such sad misses Good thrills dancing into infinite times words of love set in memorable rhymes Music of past glories so very sadly lost sweet pains recast but at what great costs? Robert Lindley 07-06-2014
Dreams of Summer on the Winter Solstice ah love, the scent of roses at first bloom, new growth that extends skyward, stretching they are a wonder to me let us sit here and drink tea inhaling scents of lavender, bergamot and roses it is all so lovely, to be here with you these moments are my treasure
The morning sun rose in silence, over the calm lake in red You were dressed in yellow, your hair long and brown, your eyes dark blue On a cloud covered day reflections faded, the sun set in black contest Sijo Strings...Summer Love
my mark is fresh like snow in air brisk and mist will crisp on hair fists ball up from risk to care whisper and stare but all is fair love and reason, flow like seasons the endings blending and quite seeming parts of hearts, tho awake or dreaming half is seeing, the other believing eyes align and beats will sync eyes a line for heat to sink taken quickly for a fall lovers stroll through memories' hall echoes stir sight and scent my senses flight keeps suspense until logic teaches what it meant all good things come to an end summer lighting longer days more hours to burn for lovers lay precious tokens we hope to stay from constant change or parting ways spring into action to save those astray a few more years can cost a pay with lives and sacrifice displayed perhaps tomorrow will be okay years can fly like clouds in sky feelings revealing what to decide and just like that were back to try to love the same until we die
Looking back from now I can see why we were happy Nesting in the radiant sun And allowing the folds of our Clothes to intertwine. Looking back from now I can hear the ecstasy Of our eager, hungry voices And the melody of Cicadas filling our hearts. Looking back from now I can feel the tickles Of the breeze in our hair And the soft caress of the Fluttering, pale petals. Looking back from now I can smell the newly opened Fragrance on my neck And the sweet, familiar Cologne on yours. Looking back from now I can taste the raw Anxiety smothered in glee And the lack of Judgement for our future. Looking back from now I can regret all of the Mistakes we'd made And yet it always goes back to The summer we smiled.
Searching through summer, the time for respite, hot from mid-morning turns warm through the night. Lazy you're feeling but love doesn't care if you're reflecting on what has been there. Memories fade to the heat of the day, there comes someone who is wanting to say "How much I love you," and summer must wait love does not care if it's if early or late. These are the good times, the reason we dream. These are the bad times, the reason we scream. Searching through summer, the time for respite, Love comes along and then summer feels right. +++++++++++++++ Contest: What Love Means To You Sponsor: Walavee Whitlock Collobrations:Poetry Soup Members VeeBdosa - 1st three verses Judy Konos - last three verses
I remember our youth times where trees bear so many fruits And the birds of heaven would sing for us; today teas fill My eyes as all I see and hear are the sounds of the machines Around me; I have longed for the sounds of waters meandering In our beautiful mountains; mountains that were so holy. I always wanted to spend this time with you; Your sweet voice was so wonderful to my ear drums. I never thought that I will have to leave; being with you made I to even see what was happening around; I even lost contact with the spirit Why did you let them change you? I thought you remember that you were the seed to those plain lands of our fore fathers But today is as I can feel the spirit around me I can see the land we created in our thoughts; and the machine Sounds are fading away now; All I hear is the harmonic sounds of the birds and waters falling down From great waterfalls where wishes come true and love is amended Sweet September my one I once share the heart
So much love my heart contains, Baby, you're as beautiful as the summer rain. It's been so long since we spoke last, It's ended before it's begun, it's already past. Though you were never mine, you cause me so much pain, I cry alone in the summer rain. I ask myself, "what in the world did I do, And what can I do to be enough for you?" What I feel in my heart is hard to explain, It's like dancing in the summer rain. The pain bruises and pierces, I cannot fight, The way I feel when you're in my sight. You don't love me, it's plain, But still, I wait for you in the summer rain. Inspired by: Belinda Carlisle, Summer Rain
We lay here together under the shadow of our favorite oak tree. Wooden arms spread high and wide above us in a seemingly protective stance, similar to that of a mother protecting her children. We gaze into the infinite expanse of the clear blue sky that can only be described as majestic, until or attention is caught by the stalking movements of a lone Cardinal sifting through the fallen leaves, searching for a quick meal on the outer perimeter of the canopy's drip edge. High in the branches of our protective mother we catch sight of the brightly colored wings of a butterfly lazily fluttering in and out of the branches and are suddenly aware of the abundant amount of insect life mindlessly buzzing around us. I turn to look at her, to catch the expression on her beautifully tanned face as she takes in all this wonder that surrounds us. I notice a sliver of her silken hair has fallen across her slender dark bough and lay across her delicate soft cheek. At that moment I am transfixed and suddenly aware that the total expanse of gods' glorious creations cannot even compare to the beauty I have beside me. I take a deep breath and lean over to brush the hair away from her eye and kiss her softly on her lips. The soft wetness of her mouth and the taste of her breath immediately fill my senses and my pulse begins to race. Trying to control my desires and being aware of our public surroundings. I dare to caress the small of her back with my left hand and trace various lines up and down the full length of her torso, while gently holding her soft cheek with the other as we tenderly press our bodies close. Our lips are locked in an intimate but playful kiss, taking only but a brief moment to look into each other's eyes, to glimpse the joy and passion that is surely emanating like fine beams of light reflecting off a perfectly cut diamond. Our precious time ticks by mercifully slow as we savor each minute that passes and do not dare waste a single second of this day together, knowing days will pass until our souls will reunite for another glorious day in the protective arms of our mother, as we hold each other tight sitting on a blanket enjoying a day in the park…….
In time she wakes; I, the the sun, that kisses her face. No lies or disguise, just the radiant reflection of African skies on the rise in her eyes. Beauty unmistakable, incredible, unforgettable; My eyes drink the scene until I'm full. Her hair, her face, that skin, where to begin? So smooth the soft surfaces surrounded and swirled in swirling sheets that keeps my amber bright morning light tight in her sight. She can't quite fight the bite to ignite with all her might. Yet before the day slips away she'll sway and play in Plettenberg bay. And from her lips drips the sips from oceans where now sleep the ships and slips of men that crashed and smashed from sirens singing and calling out their longing and wanting so haunting - the sound spilling from that same coy style of a Mona Lisa smile. She wants to linger on but horizons blue, orange, yellow and red hint of bed instead it must be said. Soon to the night she'll wed but before that rest she shares her shape in shadows on the shore. A dance does she once again as I gaze with the last blaze of my rays across the waves, until again, through the morning haze, I'll wake her just to see her eyes kiss the skies that light up from the light in my eyes. For she is my earth, my world, my purpose, I am her sun. This breathing circle, this vision, no dark nightly dream would it seem could ever forever our helix make undone. C.L.Baker©2013
In the middle of a vast daisy-covered meadow, there were honeysuckles hummingbirds loved; their leaves were large and their flowers pinkish-red... lovers spent sultry summers nights to escape sorrow. Far in the distance, the darkened cypresses swayed... keeping watch on the marble graves and those names death knew; over this side, there was much vibrant life and all fireflies happily flew; happiness vibrated in the joyful voices while guitars played. Come, lover and bury yourself into my warm embrace, let's make believe that yesterday wasn't a faded dream... we can bring it back for endless moments that these eager hearts shouldn't miss; if hummingbirds love honeysuckles, we can be as inseparable as they are indeed.
The summer its coming Its The Summer of Hope! I plan to unveil my greatest wish all through the year I have relished This Summer will I retreat in ease With my babies in my secret ship My Mom by my side at sea amidst the waves we will be Tumultous the tide Gruesome the breeze Still they will lead me on to the Island of my beliefs There are yet to come many passages Many amidst the left over messages My melancholy life will pave the way To The Summer of hope each day!
This is the part where I open the door, Give him a kiss, and say goodbye. Knowing that our love is almost no more. Knowing that tomorrow I will try not to cry Give him a kiss and say goodbye Let his headlights fade into the warm summer night Knowing that tomorrow I will try not to cry The next time we speak our words are lit by cell phone light Let his headlights fade into the warm summer night And I will remember his voice, till once again he is mine The next time we speak our words are lit by cell phone light I put down the device, and tell everyone that I'm fine. And I will remember his voice, till once again he is mine But slowly, ever so slowly, my hope is diminishing. I put down the device, and tell everyone that I'm fine, That its a sad movie that I was just finishing. But slowly, ever so slowly, my hope is diminishing. He looks at me with a hardness in his eyes Like in the sad movie I was just finishing Where two lovers said their eternal goodbyes He looks at me with a hardness in his eyes, I know that our love is no more Where two lovers said their eternal goodbyes This is the part, where I open the door.
Holding Hands Summer leaves on autumn trees, Wave to winter winds from a summer breeze. Vivid red and shining yellow in the summer rain The red leaf asks a squirrel for the yellow leafs name. The squirrel darts back and forth all season long Carrying messages from leaf to leaf of love poem and song. The leafs could see each other but where too far to touch And even for the squirrel this was becoming too much. As autumn fell the leafs made their plans To fall together holding hands. They had talked of touch and wanted this, So falling they knew that they must not miss. The squirrel watched with baited breath as the both leafs left their trees, She heard red leaf ask the yellow leaf to marry she said yes please. Sadness over took the squirrel as she let her leaf friends go, But like all great loves the squirrel knows there love can only grow. 2003
The leaves had changed to rainbow hues and soon the trees were bare And though you're gone, I know, deep down, that you are always there And while my heart is broken and my life's become a trial I'll never lose the memory of the summer in your smile. Snowflakes ride across the sky on keen edged winter winds. The sun and moon light day and night, two dimly glowing twins And ice-cased wires adorn the roads for mile on frozen mile While I stay warm relaxing in the summer in your smile. The world lies buried 'neath a shroud of newly fallen snow That rolls around and piles in drifts when frigid breezes blow, But I know the chill can't touch me with its icy fingers while I spend my days basking in the summer in your smile. Soon spring will be upon us, then summer's hot and humid days And the sunny days will all be blurred behind a teary haze, But I'll go on and do my best to make my life worthwhile And live within the golden light from the summer in your smile.
(or) Those Summer Days With Danny Those Sun-Filled Days With Danny Where We Walked Along The Shore Beside Star-Fish Strewn On The Beach Tossed Above The Ocean's Floor ... Where Danny Surfed The Waves and Raced The Crested Curls & Showed How To Ride Water-Roller-Coasters To His First Love's (Gidget) Girl ... With Ocean's Roar In Our Ears and Echoes of Found Seashells We Would Kiss & Say ... 'I Love You' & Write It, So Sands of Time Would Tell ... ... of Summer Days With Danny Where The Sun Became Our Clock The Day Stood-Still & Dipped In Ponds As Spray Dashed Upon Pier-Rocks ... Where We Sat & Made Our Plans of A Future For First Love Those Sun-Filled Days With Danny Beneath A Beach-Umbrella-Cove In Those Days We'd Met 'Rider-Pete' Who, Many Had Tagged 'Beach Bum' But Pete Taught What He Lived & Loved & Was A King When He Made Surf Runs! ... Days of Seventeen, Picnics & Parties Naiviette' & Swim-Wear, Nearly Nude Showed The Glow of Beautiful Bodies A-Glistening ... While Gleaming The Cube ... and Falling In Love From High Altitudes With A ... 'Raindrop On A Dam' ... Attitude In Those Days With My Hot-Dog, Danny-Dude Sharing Thrills of Lightning Tunnels Thru Tubes ... With Danny & His Big Dipper Who Was Like A Raider, Raised On Waves! But Me On My Glass Slipper ... Knew Which 'Big Ones' Not To Chase ... In Those Summer Days of Beach Volleyball Throwing Frisbees With Moon-Doggies & Girlfriends But Our Favorite & Most Fun Hangout Was In The Forum of 'Hanging Ten' ... Into The Great Rolls of Sparkling Ripples Paddling Out To Rush Riptides- Poured When Life Was Stronger & Simple ... We Rose & Raced On Glossed Surfboards ... To Return To Repose On Abandoned Blankets While Watching Glorious Sunsets In Those Summer Days With Danny And First Love ... I'll Not Forget ... Those Sun-Filled Days With Danny That Season of Sweet, First-Love of Ocean-Wave-Chariots, Riding Me ... Like Sunshine Rides On Wings of Doves ... ... aahh ... Those Summer-Surf-Filled Days With Danny Written & Copyrighted © : 5/27/2014 by: MoonBee Canady
Some days the Spring is cold and grey And drizzling rain is no surprise. It seems that nature's lost her way But soon the Summer sun must rise. While rain washed blooms can find no bees A worm is still a blackbird's prize. The sparrows fuss and skulk in trees But soon the Summer sun must rise. And what of you my nature's child, Will I find love inside your eyes? I love to watch you running wild But soon the Summer sun must rise. Some days the Spring is cold and grey But soon the Summer sun must rise.
Mora Piya Ghar Aaya (My Beloved Has Returned Home) Autumn: the leaves fell, as you left, a bleak chill wafting across the barren space within my being, you left, taking your smile and mine, my smile rests with you still, leaving a void impossible to fill. Winter: pangs of longing consumed me, my only company in the frigid nights, my tears remain frozen, within, unable to fall from my broken eyes, as I searched the depths of the cold, harsh skies. Spring: birds returned home, though you did not, and I felt soothing rebirth all around, memories of you began blazing, their embers stoked, and at last the tears rolled, like ink on this blank notebook, my whole being pined for you, my very self in anguish silently shook. Summer: alive I felt again, the promise of the coming cooling rain, easing the heat of desire, yet the furnace slowly raged inside, your absence tearing into me, shattering my nights, my longing for you soaring unfettered across the skies, dancing on clouds, blissfully free, Monsoons: heaven itself opened, the deluge an unending dream, rain falling all around, mingling with my flowing tears, and then I saw you, you returned, and I embraced you, never wishing to let you go, and though I may wear the mask of the clown, if you were to leave again, my very soul, would quietly slip away, and in the monsoon rains, I would gratefully drown.
she's gone Without a good bye and these tears I cry I don't know why Finding it hard to carry on I still don't know where we went wrong How can this be when you're everything my eyes still see 'My Love' I thought I just heard her say Guess, I was remembering yesterday Yes, I was dreaming of better days Only God knows the rhyme and reason we were sown together for a season Winter Spring Summer Fall I'll always remember the one I love best of all 'My Love' Kills me everyday hearing those words that I long to say I wonder if they're really being true Like I was when I said them to you Now I know what good bye can do Now I know I'll be missing you 'My Love' I thought I just heard her say Sometimes we'll loose even if the choice is not ours to choose Only God knows the rhyme and reason we were sown together for a season Winter Spring Summer Fall I'll always remember the one I love best of all 'My Love'
Written November 17, 2013 The summer dies slowly Into autumns arms And winter does linger Until spring breathes at dawn I've fallen for you Cast under your spell My gaze as stone As the old towne well My face as pale As the moon in the night sky My heart unspoken Left wondering why These days are so chaotic Yet these nights so serene
What Love Means to You-collobration Searching through summer, the time for respite, hot from mid-morning turns warm through the night. Lazy you're feeling but love doesn't care if you're reflecting on what has been there. Memories fade to the heat of the day, there comes someone who is wanting to say "How much I love you," and summer must wait love does not care if it's if early or late. These are the good times, the reason we dream. These are the bad times, the reason we scream. Searching through summer, the time for respite, Love comes along and then summer feels right. +++++++++++++++ Contest: What Love Means To You Sponsor: Walavee Whitlock Collobrations:Poetry Soup Members VeeBdosa - 1st three verses Judy Konos - last three verses
I swear to the summer- I am a well-aged drummer... Like liver and pee's Like grease on the tree's Like Sweet tarts and tea I swear to the summer- I am a well-aged drummer... Like listeners without runners Like dangerous men without gunners -Don't be naked just be funner Don't be jaded just act like your comin' I swear to the summer- I need no real number I swear to your comin'- I love the leader and all the wanderer And the fisherman And the ponderer And the drinker And the blunderer I swear to the summer -I am a well aged drummer I can take away your lumber And burn it like a hunter I can turn it into somethin' -that I saw in the light of the reflection I can see you dance well in the mist Of nature's best kiss And resist when you need the fist And reminisce, even though I am just a man And I have never felt the shit Like a tall building that hasn't been built yet Like an animal that hasn't been born yet Like man with his child Like women with her mild Life has a style You have it, and you fill In the mind And in the child Just to say it again, you have been the smile And your love makes me wild And your hugs hold for miles And your fun takes the pile And even though you're gone now I can stay for a while And sway in the reef when the tide lifts me And feel the knees when I become weak And be too much when too much hits me And sleep when god reads me
The flowers blooming right in front of me The sun shining very brightly Kids running in the sun Enjoying summer as it comes Hear the laughter of children playing Yelling so loud I can hear what there saying Birds chirping in the morning I love the sound of music all around me I feel the strings in between my fingers People listening to my music I can play any song I can put my mind to Its lots of fun and its something I love to do Holding hands with my lover Me and my friends hanging out This is what summer is all about
Love me, love me With a heart so tender and passion so fierce, That reality is kept at bay With its sorrow, dismay and tears. Let not the world, livid with rage and mad with grief Bury me under its load of sins and shame Engulf me with the eternal summer of your arms, away from the world, So my soul it can never maim. Love me, love me With a smile so gentle and eyes so full of strength and will, That all the cobwebs of haunting doubts and frenzied fear From my mind, do dissapear. A warm summer night, a single red rose, a fleeting smile, Is all that I yearn, with my battered heart Someone to hold me, and hold me tight, So that the dwindling flame of hope in my eyes, stays alight, And the suppressed hopes in my heart, soar as they rise in majestic flight.
Summer brings out so much good your inside reveals a summer glow fills your heart with happy smiles removing all the winter low Sunshine brightens you in and out sends you to enjoy the beach with the sand and sea to explore all that's good within your reach Romantic walks on balmy evenings with your true love hand in hand enjoy the best fruits and its juices picked fresh as you stand Watching the cattle and the sheep in the fields as they graze while you enjoy an ice cream pick your flavour it's amaze Travel on your holidays to places far and near see new sights and people somewhere different every year Enjoy the beautiful gardens filled with many a colourful flower admire the scenery all around spending many a pleasurable hour Summers filled with many memories remember summer years of times past thankful and grateful for such bliss hoping we've not had our last
I used to sing to him, my mouth would brush across his shoulders and he would dream... I captured his hair and apologized for staying too long, but, God, what was time when his breath hung about me, the dancing proclamations that I could be... more. I whispered promises to no one but me, I broke every one as the tears I cried for him became the paintbrushes and canvases that spoke me, and October afternoons were way too warm when his voice became absent, as I sang to him, through the wind and remembered... nothing. He appeared to be way too much and I couldn't hold my hands tight enough to let go, I wished for his eyes as I blew a strand of summer blond hair to the west and watched the sky blink and become the moment of waking, and I woke... up... to silence as I held myself tighter in the dark that appears right before storms. Disbelief covered me because time lied and forever ended way too soon, I knew he told me never and I searched for it, I decided it must exist in tomorrow's sky, in the clouds that sometimes... blinked... but refused to smile. My lips permitted the escape of my tongue to speak my experiences clearly as I found myself on the edge of a dream that almost dropped me, and gray blue dresses tear so easily when storms are unforgiving at the sight of a woman's foolishness, still... I ran to him with summer feet, bare and burnt, however unaware they were of pain, for I couldn't lose forever and never was only the way sunrise smiled at me... teeth missing and fire~struck~angry when alone... just to find out if sometimes was the way we left when tears strike and his eyes forget the blue that silences the sky when we laugh the way children do... and I sing... forever back to sleep.
________________________________ Little princess spirea growing quaint within her garden fetching thoughts of song aspire swaying grace in summer breeze with her loving hand of nurture and a heart of light aglow each summer day pass lovely as she sings a melody of praise and growth ________________________________ Contest Anagrammatically Speaking Spirea ='s Parise Aspire='s Parise Praise='s Parise ________________________________ Spirea~A lacy Pink Japanese Perennial Flower
TIME FOR RESPITE Searching through summer; the time for respite; hot from mid-morning turns warm through the night, lazy you're feeling, but love doesn't care if you're reflecting on what has been there. Memories fade to the heat of the day, there comes someone who is wanting to say "How much I love you," and summer must wait love does not care if it's if early or late. These are the good times, the reason we dream. These are the bad times, the reason we scream. Searching through summer, the time for respite, Love comes along and then summer feels right. © ron wilson
. Love is like a summer garden In fragrant full colorful bloom Blooms that wait for the seed harvest Love's harvest equals more love soon The fragant garden draws bees, birds To feast on the pollen, seeds, bugs Love draws all to feast on joy, peace Patience, kindness, gentleness..more Let this summer be your greatest Largest harvest of love to enjoy Reap benefits this quality Bestows _ watch your love surely grow
I got on the train and was looking for my seat The weather was hot by the summer heat I was so tired that I couldn't feel my feet I couldn't either find anybody for me to lead I finally sat; a host came and asked me what to eat I said I wanted some rice and a big piece of meat But make it quick please, do me a great deed It's good of you for a starving man like me to feed Then I saw a girl with a book about to read With her dark hair held up she looked so neat I didn't expect somebody this glowing to meet And with her big hazel eyes she looked very sweet A girl like her is just what I need If she was mine I would gently her treat And on somebody this beautiful I'd never cheat Now I feel that she's the one for me indeed I wanted to talk to her and I hoped I succeed My heart was fiercely starting to beat I wish I could've had the words freed But I was afraid that she might've not on me agreed Then we got off the train into the street I ran after her with my full speed Grabbed her arm, asked her to marry me….. And before her I got on one knee She was so surprised and told me to repeat I could not at that stage retreat Because love in her pretty eyes was guaranteed And with her my life would be complete
I strolled along a beach one night. I saw her standing at surfs brink. Her face glistening by moonlight, I could swear, I seen her wink. She was an Angel, barefoot in the sand. I slowly approached; we stared at first. Upon my first touch of her soft hand, My steamy summer love, freed my thirst. Sitting together, as the waves came in. Our hearts collapsed in love to begin. Our bodies knew; there was no sin. Our souls knew; love would win. Gazing at the stars above, we lay. Two stars seemed to kiss in the sky. Enveloping moment, our souls pray. Embracing each other, we did sigh. Summer loving, so hot that night, Our spirits floated above so high. Encircling the moon shining bright, Our bodies pulsing, starting to fly, Summer love is all, I am thinking of. Bringing us together in Heavens glow, Breathing in a summer breeze of love, My beloved Brandy, I love her so.
On the day, you say that you love me; You shade my life like a blue sky, that moue in the morning dew. Like green leaves that dance on a swagger of air, Along with the smile of flowers from the spring. The green grass is seemed to talk about the gladness that I feel it's a flowering day of my life and my heart blooms like roses that grow at the oasis. it seems like summer when you say that, I am the princess of your life the sun grew, and all the sky is clear and blue. Sunlight passionately touches me, Melodious morning tunes of summer breeze, that warms my heart and life is one beautiful rhyme. You speak to my heart as nobody else can do your voice is like a laughter of lilac Rainbows of roses is all that I can see On this moment, our love is more than a time. Like golden leaves on the trees, that tumbling down. Green, orange, yellow and brown and blew them away towards the sky like a chapter of our love that ends with a little smile in the autumn of our lives. And I keep on asking why? How does it end? Like a fallen leaf is nothing more than a summer's wave goodbye for a love we care somehow. Jackets and sweaters, warm woolen suits that I embrace in this cold weather mesmerizing those times when you used to hold my hands I walk on fresh fallen snow it sings a song as I walk along over the flowers that lie asleep. Winter is I love too, in the depths, and then I finally learned Love, grows and ends. Beautiful feathery flakes of snow Let this pain cast them away let them join in the trumpets of the sky. Written By : Cheryl Aldea ----May 14, 2011--- Copyright @ 2011. All rights reserve
On the deserted beach, underneath the moonlight, That was where we kissed, I fell in love that night. It wasn't just the summer heat that caused my heart to melt. This steamy summer love was like nothing I'd ever felt. The brightness of your eyes caused my heart to swell. On that deserted beach is surely where I fell. The touch of your hands set my soul to ignite. I never felt like this before, a feeling I couldn't fight. With reckless abandon we joined there on the beach. With the stars shining down, heaven did we reach. Wild and passionate we were throughout the night. Still wrapped in each others arms to greet the morning light. Our hearts, our lips , our souls were one. The heights we reached will compare with none.
Playing crazy golf, eating candy-floss, Sniffing glue behind the bleachers, You bang on the side of the transistor, Suddenly it comes to life; 'Tupelo Honey'. You nod your head as you lick the Rizla; 'I don't want this summer to end.' You lay on the grass; Indian summer burns your eyelids, So you run down to the water's edge, Dip your big toe into the ocean, Then run back, escaping the tide, You splash him, He splashes back, You laugh, He laughs back, 'Man, I don't want this summer to end.' You giggle, high on a new drug, And act like you invented the sunshine, But now you're on the train coming home, Your clothes covered in wet sand, You do not say a word, As words would ruin the mood, You gaze out of the window, High rise flats like dollhouses, Pass you by, never to return. You smile through heavy eyes, Look at him and whisper; 'I wonder if we will ever grow out of doing this.' He takes a photograph of you When you pretend to be asleep, Signs it and places it in your pocket, You open one eye to see if he believes That you are sleeping, he doesn't. Years later, you open your shoe-box of memories, Look back at that photograph, wonder where he ended up, college or famous? it did not matter, you slowly come to realize, you were never as fat as you thought you were
I thought that I could run away from You, Separate myself from You, Hide where You can't find me or read a single thought I think. But I failed, because You always slip into my memory, Every now and then. As much as I try, I cannot forget You. You are too persistent to be remembered, In people I meet, in places I go. It's hard to ignore that You are everywhere. I realized even for a minute, nothing would take me Away from You. For You will always be lingering, waiting, For me to come around and accept that You are mine, That You are inside of me, That I am a part of You and You, a part of me. That we are bound forever. Because You have left a great part of You in my heart, And that is Your voice That whispers ' I love You' and 'Come home', In the darkest rainy nights of my existence. Nourishing my weakening soul, A warm blanket for my cold and unfeeling heart, A comforting light that illuminates my gray world. And I need all of it. I can't pretend anymore that I could be on my own. I have known how it was to smile with You, When bright summer days shine upon my life And You were there telling me, 'I love You' and 'I'm happy to be with you.' And I miss You, being with You, Everything about You. Your generosity, kindness and warmth, Your light. The joy that You bring, the hope that You give, And most of all, I miss the love that You let me experience. It makes a big difference when I don't acknowledge How much You care for me, And how much You wanted me to believe that You really love me. And will always love me, In spite of me? Yes. If I only stop fighting how much I also feel for You. Because once upon a summer time, My soul was filled with so much joy and certainty To say these out loud: 'I also love You very much', 'We will always be together, forever...' I remember them now more clearly. I belong to You. And I am happiest when I am with You. So now there will never be any hesitations, I am coming back to You, dearest Father, Never again will I allow myself To doubt who You are to me, and I, to You. I commit myself to loving You, And honoring You, my Lord, Now and forever, and for all eternity.
As this summer draws to a close, All the lovers know, That they soon will have to say goodbye. They cant make this easy no matter how hard they might try. From the beaches of California, To the sands of Florida. You can see all the different summer lovers, Enjoying their last bit of summer, And their last taste of love under the covers. Cause they know, that once this summer has come to a close, They will be back in their hometown, Back to their old lives,Of long works hours and school clowns. But in the back of their minds, They wont forget what they found, They wont forget this summer, The summer they found someone who loved them like no other.
1. A path leads, to where wild grass grows, sashaying in the summer breeze. 2. Along the path, lightness settles within, feeling the grass, swooning, tickling ankles, swaying to the lilting bird-song, in a dance of intimate abandon, brushing the remnants of pain away. 3. Melodies float across fields of green, delicately caressing my heart, teasing emptiness to flee, comforting the mind, to silently be. 4. Walking on, savouring the peace, a momentary respite, from the burdens of the now, all is quiet, a stillness cradling fractured emotions, the grass in the fields sway, dusk descends, shadows lengthen, nudging dimming light to take leave, of the day
(2/16/12) It came upon a summers night The wind was cool , the stars were bright. Never in her life did she have such a thrill As she felt her heart start to fill. The beauties and splendors of the night Created such a beautiful sight. There was a feeling of love in the air Wiping away all troubles and cares. Music being played in the streets Children dancing to the beat Elderly couples walking hand in hand This was a night that no one planned. The summer nights tend to set all hearts free And this is where you want to be. Looking up at the stars at night And seeing all of gods beauties In my mind take flight. Recalling times of summer s past And hoping that it would forever last But each season has a beginning and an end And new memories in your mind to Your heart will send. But I will take my summer nights And look upon my summer days And to god for this I give him praise.
The deadly air of autumn's blow Empowered winter's cold to flow, But spring's warmness began to grow Releasing summer's smoothing glow. It started out as a mer gaze, Bringing my lonely heart ablaze, We were lost in a lovely maze Surviving the long autumn days. Can we handle the freezing cold? The one that wraps us close and hold Unto each other like glimmering gold As time stops, turning us into winter's mold. We slit in half when spring arrived As I believed love was thrived, I felt you had my heart revived But it was clear you were contrived. Now summer begins to boil down And I can see all your endless frown, You indeed fooled me like a clown So now I watch our affair slip, drown. Summer was to bring us together, But spring showed we're light as feather, In winter we were twined with tether, Did you enjoy autumn's weather?
It was in the middle of summer, And the sun was burning bright and warm. Up in the sky, There was not a cloud in sight; Only the cool summer breeze, That blew around the day. You were standing looking my way, And I don't know why, But I looked back and saw you, And I thought you called to me. Before I could take a step, A gust of wind pushed me back, And the bright sun blinded my eyes. Then out of the turbulence around me, I saw you come to me and reach out. My heart also reached out to you, And in that magnetic attraction, I could smell the scent of your skin, Though I could not put my hand in yours. I wanted to stay and be with you, But I found myself walking away instead. Why did I not reach out and hold on? Why did I not stay for the sake of love? Then I realized it was like all summer feelings; It was short and sweet, It was good while it lasted, Though I miss it when it's gone. My summer sun, my summer breeze – Oh, yes, it was in the middle of summer.
Capture a star and beauties become The moon mellows as loveth succumb For the wonders weep as the winter willows For the summers keep until beauties billow The weary weeps as the weddings wade For art thee in heaven where stories art made? She whispers love's wish doth seeketh bliss As her kisses capture longings amiss
OLD OAK In the shadow of solitude now I see Your eyes, that so faithfully carry about the light through my thoughts so dark, and the pen trembles in the hand, waiting for the prodigal son's acknowledgement. My one and only, acknowledgements arrive in solitude's embrace, just like tears, and where there is a tear, there is love, always faithful and unbribable, invisible but so real that you can touch it with thoughts and with the fiery breath in the infinity of solitude. I admit to using my verses as ransom for my guilt, (and guilt is my silence), and I listen to the rumor that perpetually, like a bat, whirls across the lonely poet's street. They say that me and You, my one and only, are fantasy, but a pen immersed in ink. But You know, don't You, that me and You are perfectly real, full of wishes, dreams and memories. My one and only, I am listening to the whisper of the wind in this warm, dreamy summer night... It is silent, horribly silent without You, and the wind's whisper is dying down, farther away, oh so far, as if called by death to its black hearse, and I have waited for so many days, months and years to appear, to bring Your voice to me, gentle, soft, warm and yearning, but it is so silent, oh so silent now, that I can hear the screams of solitude chase away memories into this warm summer night, my one and only, I am standing in the shadow of the dignified oak, and I am looking into his empty sleepiness, as if its playfulness left along with You, it is silent like the wind. Its dear, green, eternally waking young leaves, who used to whisper in Your vicinity, untrammeled and confidential, are completely silent now, completely dead. Now I am trembling in the shadow of our oak, fearfully looking at it as it drags its dignified old face along the ground, its memories are as lively as mine. Once, yes, once the memories, who live so inaudibly, shall become so weak, so humanly weak, that they shall find their dark home next to our wooden crosses. © Walter William Safar
Stay, stay, O darling summer Do not ever go And flowers here will linger Later for the snow I'm tired of sweet swans leaving O tired of the cold Tired of my dear heart breaking Stay the summer's gold Stay, O stay, darling summer Do not ever go Be faithful little flower Farewell to the snow. \I am in love with summer I am in love all through spring And all through wilting winter When fall has taken her wing I think of no other But summer's gold and summer.
Amorous charm of a dream, which my mind has feigned, poured to reality in an act supreme, which the world 'love'has named. The free flowing cloud in open air, like an urchin, away from home, she dreamed of thoughts which none dare and kindly with a halo roam. The lady, rare character she is , and dearth of flaw she flows, in an unstoppable bliss, escaping from cupid's arrows and bows. The night, stays around her back the stars, twinkle in pair and heaven hang on her neck, story sublime, beauty rare. She laid on flower bedded floor perplexed in thoughts multitude slight motion of butterfly she adore when mood is pleasure, and she in solitude. Unknown you live from misery and groans, and far from any bondage, in heaven's greatness and luxury you moan, free from regular life or age.....
possibly later in the street my sad voice by the symphony of Paris because I sing the loneliness and meditation on the long days with the holy hope for universal peace for eternal liberty
I never dreamed the sun would glisten, Closing my eyes only to listen, To that unending breeze of innocence, Full of ambition and forgetfulness. There's something in those summer sunsets, That for a moment makes one vulnerable. To muscled charm and brown eyed wonder, Leaving the moon to clearly ponder. Barely a teen but closer to a women, Added with lemonade and ice cream sundaes. Maybe never to see him one the leaves change, But summer returns hold those memories. Wanting the truth my parents warned me, Would never get me off and going, But wait another night is dawning, I shouldn't keep that boy of mine waiting. It's just the end to another summer day, That I never dreamed would near it's ending. The skies are lined with yellows, reds and purples. And as that breeze blows round the trees brim, He holds my hand and pulls my face close to him.
My springtime love was much too young. He came before his flings were flung. Beguiled by beauty in the spring. His fickle love was passing thing. A summer love was more mature But much too hot to long endure. The heat of summer soon will pass And then I'll be a lonely lass. In fall I have a cooler head To search for one to warm my bed. Fall love survives the wind's first blast And through the winter's cold will last. . By: Joyce Johnson 9/25/11 For Michael's contest "Falling in Love in the Fall"
From where I sit my eyes view My darling, my dear, my love so true Against the rocks, down by the beach I long to touch her skin so peach Her hair in a bun reveals her nape Whilst her coloured costume graces her shape A sky blue ribbon catches the breeze To know she's my gall my hearts in please She skips and turns and looks my way Like a summer ballerina, she makes my day Our eyes capture each others thoughts For our evening together we'll be in body taught A meal, a dance and a glass of fine wine As our loving embrace starts our evening assign Closely we hold in tender touch As I whisper softly that I love her so much The summer night quiets as our loving mood grows With a click of our glasses filled with Chateau Bordeaux Over her naked pert body I reach the lamp switch On saltire blue silken sheets our bodies enrich http://www.thehighlanderspoems.com/love-13.php
All of the then-teenage lovebirds have been in love with each other since the day disco died, even back in 1980. This type of love has been around the teenagers-turned-adults since the day the cell phone was invented, MTV first went on cable TV, the Berlin Wall was destroyed, the summer Olympics were in Los Angeles, California, Barcelona, Spain, Atlanta, Georgia, Sydney, Australia, Athens Greece, Beijing, China, and the 1980-2008 Presidential elections. It seems to everyone that when the adults (a man and a woman) who were teenagers (a teen boy and a teen girl) fell in love with each other since the day they met at summer camp, it was love at first sight for them. And the parents back in the 1980s, the 90s, and the 21st century found out that their then-teenage offspring fell in love with each other, their moms and dads either accepted it or rejected it. But either way, these two lovebirds back in the day would've wanted to stay together for a long time. Everybody remembers that back in the 1980s, the 90s, and the 21st century, these young lovebirds have gone to the movies, gone to concerts, out to eat, and that kinda stuff. It looks like Cupid has made some direct hits back in the 1980s to the 21st century. It also looks like love has taken over the lives of all of the then-teens. And who knows? There's going to be a next generation of young couples. And if this type of young love keeps up bringing both would-be young lovebirds (a teen boy and a teen girl) together with the help of fate, there's no telling what positive thing might happen next.
I can't believe I finally fell… in love Oh, what I felt in my heart locked up my lips The pleasant picture I saw rocked all my ribs This darling dame was like an angel from above We were drowning deep playing the golden game I became her hero and when're it rains I'm her rainbow She became my shadow and all night… she's my pillow We share life and love as if we're sharing flower and frame I decided to spend this sweet summer With my sweetie, a blue beautiful butterfly Her love radiates my heart like the stars in the sky I am cocooned in comfort… in this warm weather Swimming, strolling singing and snugging Lost in the steamy summer love as we roll and roam Forgetting we have just few days left to go back home On the sweet sand at the beach we couldn't stop snogging
"Dress me in daises," I said, as if flowers could cover my skin in respectable ways, and he smiled as my shoe boxes of paint tipped over, as the floor became art and the way I walked towards him smeared my heart at his feet. We captured laughter this way, drawing insensibilities in between us, and there was an element of beauty in the grin of a child when it appeared to dance across his grown up cheeks, an attraction to Peter Pan, and blond hair in the summer, as I thought I could capture July... The month used to sit beside my bed, fluttering night lights to save me from dreams, stars danced in mason jars and fairytales were whispered beyond moonlight as I wrote them in my dreams, as I watched seasons disappear into morning light. I arrested kisses with a word and slipped them in my pockets, he commented on the rips that always decorated the hems of my blue jeans, I played with the brown flowered patches at me knees, I looked at him and told him my secrets, I whispered content beneath the spring as we watched summer rise, as the sky became a canvas and I wished my hands were more capable... "Show me the way beyond you," he requested, as my glance became puzzled, "Show me who you are." He handed me a daisy, he told me to undress, I studied the petals as they fell to my feet, my toes became blanketed... and I walked towards him... the decoration of spring mapping out my heart, and he smiled with a mouth that grinned when he spoke my name, when he laughed in the fashion of a child and held me under moonlight when spring faded and summer came.
__________________ winter calls and I am here burgundy leaves yellow with fear for summer days are now but, gone and Autumns love has bid farewell alone I sit if only to dream beyond the brook and through the trees to find a place where summer sun spills in time I know this dream fulfill for now in tear I wait in dream of summer love you once did bring _________________________________ A Brian Strand Contest
Moments to Reflect Seed of Birth After a summer shower I watch the wonders unfold Gods truth is being shown. His love for all shall be known to all who have eyes that can see. The miracle of life that is a delight to behold can be seen in a drop of rain on the end of a leaf. Sparkling like a diamond in the light, more precious than gold, a secret is told. The water of life, without it we cannot go on the earth would be has dry has a bone. A desert: a waste land as hot as Hades and not fit to be called home. The water of life He is known. The air so sweet and clean the breath of life He has been called. A blessing from the father it is a Gift given to us all. When the air can been seen it is unclean and in this state I call it satans breathe, oh so foul and within it only death can be found. Flower and trees, grass that is so green that there is not any artist in the world that could paint a more beautiful scene. Concrete streets and black top parking lots; progress is what it is called…maybe not. An eyesore, mans' master piece his legacy, beauty it's not. Like a spring rain or after a summer shower; new life does salvation brings. Like the morning dew shining like tiny jewels, in the sunshine they do glow. Flowers blooming and life a renewing, with Jesus this is how salvation goes. Rain can be seen as the world being baptized and cleansed, purifying it of mankind sins. This is a fresh beginning but it not at its end it only truth starts when you ask Jesus to come in. After a gentle rain shower our God reminds humanity of His power and His promise: rainbow in the sky a wonderful, magical miracle, truly a delightful sight. His signature written in the sky, proof that He tells no lies; never again with water will He end the world that has bought to Him so much pain. His tears of sadness, never again will the world end with rain. The evil one try his best with his temptation and his tests to cause us to die and never to rise; humanity he do hate want to take all with him into that fiery lake. These are the tools of his trade war and strife adding in a touch of worldly lust doing his best to kill our trust in the Lord who has given us so much. The spiritual war is what we are in do not fall for satan schemes. Heaven or hell which one will it be? Like the sun gives life to flower, the Son gives life to all who follows. He who is free is free in deed. Christ the savior God did send, it shows us that satan cannot win. Like a summer day after a spring rain new life will begin. He will pardon us of all our sins but you must ask him to come in His forgiveness know no end. Open your heart and let Him in then and only then can you win. In Him salvation is guarantee and a new life can begin; so you must choose Heaven or hell where will you spend eternity in? God our Father gave His Son to the world so that we would have a path to the truth a light to shine in the darkest of time. Allow His attributes to shine forth you do not would to lose your soul. Before time ever begin He love us, will you not trust in Him sight unseen, the One who gives all life meaning? All it takes is faith to bypass that fiery lake, because tomorrow is not promise and another sunshine you may not see. Time is on no one side, so do not go chasing rainbows you cannot fly. Keep what real in your mind the reality is sin must die. God give His Son to pay a price that He did not owe, the cost was high, but gift that is given for those who believe; is to be by His side, salvation is free are you ready to receive? Summer shower and gentle breeze, Golden flower and dew drops of leaves. Soft green grass beneath your feet. The only thing sweeter is than life is living with Jesus for all eternity.
As the sun dips down and my day concludes thoughts of summer floats through my mind I hear sounds of waves crashing on the shore I smell the sea lingering in the musk air I taste the salt upon my moistened lips sense my troubles begining to disappear I picture the gulls gliding high above and feel the warmth from your sweet love Listen to my heart as it skips a beat Feel my passion coming from way down deep Hear my song as it asks you to dance taste my kiss in this tropical romance Dreams of summer on this cold winter night Warm my soul as I hold you near and tight
My joy at its best, my hurt at its worst. My joy at your conception and my belly swelling. My hurt at your birth with waves of contractions. My joy at your first steps in those booties I knitted. My hurt as you fell down and bumped your head. My joy at your first word spoken mama. My hurt when we argued about a sleepover and you cried I hate you. My joy over your first report card with all the A's. My hurt when you were expelled from eighth grade for possession. My joy when you took responsibility young man and changed your ways. My hurt as you leaned on my shoulder and cried over losing your first love. My joy in your pride after working the summer to buy your first car. My hurt that you are no longer my little baby but a young man. I am forever a woman in motherhood, My joy at its best and my hurt at its worst. Summer Gratias
On a Summer's night. An Evening's brew. This is the story on how I loved you. I soared like a kite, high in the sky. Then I sat down, and thought of the reason why. We broke up, but I acted like the fool. You were the reason I dropped out of school. They said Life will be good! Life will be great! But look at me now... I am what I hate!
PIANO GIRL - Mssr K'Vampyre So like unto a song I'd play an iv'ry pressed by me cascading through a polished night you are the melody, the summer rain still sings of you such notes that blend so well into my breast where breathes the rhyme of all the words I tell; you'll always be that vital part each thought I ever write, and like the keys in harmony the song you are sounds right; the opening of me is you, and overflows the wine aged to perfection in the dark to bring each song of mine, oh! No, they are not ever mine, admitedly, they're yours and when the chorus of them come like summer rain, it pours; I've heard you singing to a song, piano girl, your sound remains in everything I write, not lost, but never found. © ron wilson aka vee bdosa the doylestown Poet
You are, the wind, as it rustles the trees, you are, the caress, of the warm summer breeze. You are, an eagle, as it circles on high, you are, a new born babe, as it utters its first cry. You are, a wave as, it breaks on the shore, you are, a lioness, as to her cubs she calls. You are, the lightning, as across the sky it streaks, you are, the snow, as it glistens on a mountain peak. You are, the sun, with its life giving rays, you are, the hills, as they hover above the summer haze. You are, the stars, as brightly they shine, you are, the taste, of a fine bottle of wine. You are, the moon, as it looks down from above, you are, the one that I love. ~
She glances From afore does she stare Poised passive without motion Petals grace and glance in glimmer Dans la roseraie de la vue Attractive allure into light's lust Marinating morning's delectable dew Entwined is she in the rose's vine Flowered fluorescence enclosed eloped Claret joues et l'éclat rose From the bud doth she now call Flowered glances doth pollen pose She glances... Coeur brisé
Its very hot outside, man, it feels just like an oven, I call my girl on the phone, ask her for some summer loving, I bring her over to the pool, and try to keep her cool, We can do what we want, cause there's no more summer school, We can go to a festival, and watch the fireworks, Stay up late every night, or until our eyes hurt, Go swimming on a hot night, candles by the side, Skinny-dipping at midnight, take our fantasy on a ride, We can dance to a slow jam, love and music fills the room, Romance everywhere, i sweep you off your feet just like a broom, Or we can chill in my backyard, lets do some star gazing, Look deep into your eyes, because they really are amazing, Watch the sunset in your eyes, what a beautiful view, Having fun everyday, because summer love is what i feel, Take showers together, but turn them lights off, Back massage for my baby, cause your body's so soft, Share a passionate kiss, inject my love into your soul, Go to the beach at night, and take a lovely stroll, Go to the ocean side, look at us in the puddle, Lay down on the sand, baby girl we should cuddle, Take the long way home, i give you a playful shove, It might be hot right now, but its worth the summer love (:
Darkness ended, Winter released her icy grip; budding crystals soon began to drip. The Earth then tendered, its surface filled with life; Spring now wed to Summer, the radiant rays piercing the frozen skies. But Beauty gives way to Destruction and forests turn to tinder. Here lies the crossroads, an Ode to Birth and Death. A flower that slowly bloomed left stranded now in late Spring, scorched by Summer's rays, but oh its beauty still remains. It lives on desolate ground. A mind unfolded, it's heart retouched. And at last outlasted a depression that once did rule. And you the fair Demise, how will you compromise? When we together win the prize. Flailing futilely in a sea of lies; the Fountain of Youth was found, its waters tainted. Perhaps it's best not to toy with Life and Death. The Seasons unwillingly shifting, the Sun now in full bloom, and the flower starts to wilt; Beautiful, as death begins to set, while Summer touched the Earth. Petals fall away like tear drops on the skin, and light penetrates in a wonderful array. Ever growing heat, now begins to drain them of life, while petals turned to dust, carried away in gusts. Together fertilized, yet unaware, it only dares to bring about despair. Death gives back again to Life; an early end to a late start. A new beginning comes from dust and decay, as the Summer sun now fades away. The burning skies teaming with gray. Death takes a new form; white, blinding, crushing and consuming. Oh but gorgeous it remains, In time, life grows again, Coming from the wastes of a flower that late bloomed.Yet life anew begins too soon. In Winter's last grasp, her touch did drain, when frozen ashes did remain; Here is life's penultimate breath, the greatest Ode to Birth and Death.
Summertime is full of heat My heart can't help but skip a beat When you pull and hold me close It's like giving me a dose Of sunshine that runs through my soul Loving you's become my goal I will not stop until you see You're my life and destiny I'll keep you safe and never hurt Your sweet kind heart that makes me thirst For your kisses soft and sweet That is like a tasty treat In the sunsets colored glow Where our love will always flow
In the summer time the breeze of our time together, the perfect couple we loved, and adored each other, we got put down but we fought back up we were connected by the heart and soul and mind that time we had together but then we got tore apart the hearts broken,the souls shattered, and the minds were gone we were not connected anymore by nothing we got tore apart and we got tore down broken in pieces tears fell down our faces to the ground,but some tears staind to our faces that kept the rememberance of our love and our broken connection now the summer time is just around the corner and the memories are going through my eyes and hopefully yours my love the summer breeze is coming around and the memories are just great but they are killing.... to think about
Seeing him on the hot summer day Swimming in the big blue ocean We caught eachs others eyes I looked into his soft but tough sky blue eyes With my dark big brown eyes His bleach blonde hair flipping back As he is running to me I knew he was the one for me On this summer day
Schools out for summer vacation Goin take a brake do a little exploration Find me a little summer cutie But boys what I found was a real class beauty Son with that dirty blonde hair And them deep blue eyes The body of a goddess And the soul of an angel I was out of my league But what could I say You cant stop a country boy When he's in love My heart started racing When you sat down beside me When you asked for my name I was a lost for words But with that twinkle in your eyes And that smile that you had I knew I was out of my league But what could I do Cause you cant stop a country boy When he is in love Now she is my fiancée And were engaged They'd said it wouldn't work Cause the distance you see She lived in Colorado and I in Alabam But what can I say When a country boy is in love With the girl of his dreams And no women is out of his league
Summer love, Summer fun, Summer trips, Summer days, and Summer nights. Summer love is it real or lust, how long will it last? If it's true then good for you, sorry if it couldn't last. Summer love have you experienced it? Summer fun, we all have our own ways of fun, what do you like to do? Camping with your sweetheart, swimming or tanning at the beach, shopping at the malls, or relaxing at the movies. Summer fun has many varieties, which one is your type of fun? Summer trips are random and fun, family, business, just because or honeymoon trips. Trips to amusement parks, beaches, and campsites, get away for the summer to relieve some stress, visits to a new country or state and make lifetime memories. Summer days you can do any thing you want, spend the day with your sweetheart, watch children play in the sun. Eat ice cream sundaes, go to car shows, and relax in the sun, Go for a walk or go for a ride, do what you want, but enjoy the outside. Summer days are perfect for listening to what people don't take the time to listen to.....the nature and life. Summer nights are for fun and mischief, depends on the type of person you are. Take a walk around the block..... or two, snuggle with your sweetheart under the stars. If you want, go to a secret spot and skinny dip, it's your night, do what you want. Summer love, Summer fun, Summer trips, Summer days, and Summer nights. Do what you want while the summer days and nights are young......
Honeysuckle scents so strong, lingering through the air Pulling me closer to the memories that I remember were there. The summer I wanted to feel everything, as you pulled close to me Waiting for our first kiss, that brought me to my knees. A secret romance, no one in our world could know A flame burning and hot, as we connected, soldering us both below. The feeling of the cool grass under my skin with your warm embrace As our bodies, become one soul under the stars, flying off into space. Honeysuckle scents stay on mind as summer comes again And I meet with you under moon, loving you a lifetime as we transcend.
I remember the day I first saw her face on the school bus such an uneasy place we both were shy it took months just to talk soon enough we would always walk from the stop to her house were I d stand uneasy the sweat would pool in my right hand One night late after school she came to my house I tried to be cool she asked if I would like to go out of course I did but I was nervous anxious filled with doubt we spent a whole summer just hanging out some times I got so nervous I wanted to shout I recall how she first placed her hand in mine I was sweating so bad I was losing my mind the touch of her fingers in my sweaty palm gave comfort unknown and a relieving calm I realize now she was just as scared but she seemed so calm ready and aware she became my very best friend but even I knew the summer would end before the fall came an took her away we spent time with each other everyday a few weeks before school started again we went to the park are spot back then she looked in my eyes for ever it seemed I was confused and young I almost screamed then she leaned towards me with the sweetest touch she said shed miss me very much and then it happen her lips searched and found mine out in that moment it removed all doubt an innocent peek between dearest of friends learning how such things have there ends after school started that year she moved away I have not seen her since that day Forever she holds a piece of my heart the innocents we shared was ours from the start even tho Ive grown a lot since then that young love is for thick and thru thin we never took not a thing from one another we held each other up learned from one another I wonder if she thinks of me I think of her and lonely nights I hope she lives happily youth is something you cannot keep I miss those days on the grass we would sleep somewhere inside the shy little boy waits for the day he might see that girl once again the soul that taught me how to love and to be loved how to end and how to begin I know ill never see her again I know its only memories something lost to the past if I would have known it would end that way and be over so quick so dam fast I would have told her more of the true me maybe then Id feel whole at last sweet first love I hope you find a life of love and find your faith in the god above she will always been in my heart and mind and for now we must leave us behind
Before the face of winter's smile I'll hold my promise to you, That this beautiful summer had passed away, will keep him honored For his sweetest fragrance keep me on His heat makes me stronger, hold in her promises. Before the face of the coldest air I'll sing my song to you That no matter the pain inside I will still hold on you. The promises been a decade gone still fresh and new I still belief that you and I will feel the heaven at hand. Before the face I can't see no more I'll promise my love for you. If the stars could be reached I'll give to you, to bring back the heat. Because you are what you are and that's what I love from you. No matter how ways degrade you, still you made my moon blue. Before the coming winter's smile I'll say it once again, That the beauty been said still holds in your name. Within the winters face ill sing this once again My summer heat with you, the best thing I endure.
Come; lie with me in the grass Of summer and feel the cool green Blades give ground to our presence here. Smell the white clover my dearest? Its odoriferous fragrance Pales by comparison with you. Look! I see a four-leaf clover, Though rare, it's not as rare as you; I picked you out amongst a crowd And have been in love ever since. That sun that kisses these flowers Is not as warm as your kisses And the warm rustling summer breeze Lingers long about your tresses Stilled by the jealous Aeolus Who claims all things but you my dear.
DOYLESTOWN SQUIRREL LOVE SONG When Bushy Tail met Flashing Eyes up on poplar limb he fell in love with her at once the only love for him! And so he asked a friend of her who told poor Bushy Tail that Flashing Eyes would wed the Prince it made his poor heart fail! But Bushy saw deep in her eyes one summer morning bright there was real love, and just for him, a love both strong and right they fell so much more into love but couldn't comprehend why they could not together be and Prince be just a friend. They pled their love before the Prince who laughed at them and said I'll have the fairest in the trees so get that in your head. And then the Prince put out the law they could not be in love nor be together one more time like they were dreaming of. And Flashing Eyes cried all the time while Bushy hurt each day, their love grew stronger though apart could love not find a way? The leaves of summer turned to red as autumn came around and in the breezes drifted to be carpet on the ground. The day to wed was growing near and hope was getting dim when destiny came in to play up on a poplar limb. The Prince proclaimed he was the king and Flashing Eyes would be forever Queen and at his side the top of royalty. And then he boasted of his charm his right and noble fame when all at once he fell down to a forest hunters aim. Up in the trees where no one sees real love is living there for Bushy Tail and Flashing Eyes and love is everywhere.
I wrote the Invisible man poems many years ago. These poems, and I have not submitted them all, was for a little girl who died in a road accident. They are a tribute to her memory. It was a dark and very sad time and I miss her so much. The Invisible Man poems are supposed to to show the the darkness of my world, the way I felt. They are very precious to me. Thank you for reading. It will be soon midsummer of a fleeting year, The sward will be brown, flowers faint and few, Songbirds are hushed all but a faint but clear song And 'larum of the bird-boy reach the ear, Through the warm air floats forth lime's sweet scent, And wayside branches have lost the rose's bloom. The corn is golden along a thousand sea like slopes, All crisply rustling to a living breeze, and dancing. And among the billowy sound of summer trees, I wander, pondering on departed hopes, people I have lost, Pleasant lives departed, taken far too soon. I walk alone, and will forever for I am so very lonely, What of those blessed affections have I found and lost, As we grow life should ripen like its summer corn. Which has from my feeble weakened grip been torn, Of all the love with which young life was crowned? Hearts, which if I would seek, I would not know where to look, I only know where to find their graves, they have long been there. These lives fell away like leaves when life was too new, Stabbed by grief to which the fairest clings, to hopes for, I have lived on through many springs, hope always lets me down No greenness or happiness follows where those first buds died, Still glows the heart, but it glows without the power of love, Her image is with me daily, straight from her good heart, Of joys, proud thoughts, sweet sympathies now we are apart, Which I drink in like one who thirst cannot be quenched, Fearless that her, like no man's weak faith should fall, Her face should darken, or her pleasures are small. Yet, why should I be sad? For I have found, One true companion, one dear, dead soul is mine, Who talks in my mind and does sooth, amuse, refine, And on my heart, one day, will be a cheerful sound, Of light footsteps in my ears, that I have been found, Even today in my hopes and joys I remember my happier years. Then though the false depart, and the weak descend, Through lights which seemed immortal will cease to burn, My bitter tears of mourning will put out the light, Life's sorest sight, life's work, life's love without end.
As the Yellow Swallowtail Butterfly Kisses the Purple Phlox tenderly now Brings memories of summer that flew by So long ago, hidden away somehow Memories of that month at the beach_ when I first saw you long slender body; tan Skin, but it was not just that _I saw then When I looked at your humanness that ran Across the expression on your face__sad I did not know of the loss in your life When you looked at me a light came on glad Our eyes met it was soul love at first sight That summer of romantic soul mate love Indescribable bond of few weeks_dove
The heat drips down the sweat in my eyes and face like boiling water. The sun sets into a summer dream. Nighttime smolders from your touch as my body yearns for your desire. The evening air is still and flat no breeze as I devour the hunger of your lips. Our hair is soaked as the fever invades our blood and we are left alone together in Summer nights.
The sound of fans returns me to the pores of alone summer nights, sweating pulses of dream echo... You came to me in your deep, sweet fear of lonely desire to be filled with a gently undulating completion while our mutual nightmare of separation had fed on a dark, inner grip, with us not knowing exactly what it was except that the hope of desire would melt prison bars into light rays from your face and eyes searching for answers I wasn't sure I knew Still, the savage joy, tempest of joined purpose… … lightning darts of passion, We absorbed the feel and sound of our deluge, your dripping hair and skin tanned by the wind, We crept to the edge of our sea of abyss, the waves caressed, taunted us, hinted that we should unravel into each other since a 'knot' is only one foolish jot of insufficient language from 'not' which lusts to rule the darkness of separation, Our lips searched for our ends, for alignment, neither stars nor planets needed, only the furnace-fusion of our inner space, those lapping sounds of undulation sweeping closer and closer until eclipse of all else, drowning and consuming us, edge becoming center, feeding ourselves outside in until you tiptoed away into the mist of our dream on the sound of the fan and I was eminently, sweetly lost in the pores of summer night… … something tells me that you are still here
Every time I close my eyes and go to sleep at night, I dream of dancing with you beneath the stars; on a warm moonlit night. As we dance the ocean waves roll in, rinsing the white sand from our feet, I hold your body close to mine; the rhythm of our hearts matching beat for beat. We hold each other close all night, and watch the summer sunrise. I take you by your hand and gaze deep into your beautiful dark brown eyes. And at that moment we come together for our first kiss, The waves explode against the rocks, showering us in a romantic summer mist. I don't want this moment to end; it has been the perfect night; And so I shut my eyes and hold you close, and dream of dancing with you beneath the stars, on a warm moonlit night… By: Blaine Anderson Inspired by: Kayla
Summer Love Is In The Air On A Boat On A Train In The Sea Summer Love Is Here To Stay It Will Never Want To Go Away Ever Again Summer Love Is Sweet Amazing And Nice It Is even Romantic At Times Summer Love Is Just A Day Away From The Loving Holidays Summer Love Is Here At Last So Pickup The Phone And raise Your Glass For It Is Here Again Now To Stay Our Wonderful And Sweet Summer Love.
Summer Can i be your ice cubes in your juice baby. Can i switch on the ac for my sweety. To cool you in hot summer day honey. Can i be your lotion dearie. I need to be your goggles damsel. Will be your scarf my love-o. To take you to water ride cutie. That on a hot summer day. Just forgive me once coz' i love you from bottom of my heart lovely.
Walking down a beach in Jamaica Sipping on some local rum It was that moment when I fell and my head Became imbedded between the cheeks of your bum I knew nothing would come between us The look on you face told me I was a winner I clambered to my feet feeling like a knight That is when I asked you out to dinner Although you smacked me loosening my teeth And been call an over sexed pervert The sincerely look on my face captured you And I knew your misconception would revert My lips need not speak any longer for the words From my heart were said through my eyes You would be my summer love My life long, love giving prize I had to turn this unfortunate situation quickly To do it I would need to use my charm For the pain was not only hurting in my heart But from the twist your boyfriend placed in my arm I bumped into you in the eve after I returned from the hospital I remember I had my arm in a cast You came to me and apologised with a kiss It was then I knew our love would last We lay on the beach watching the sun set Then we made love on Poseidon's sea shore I knew it wouldn't be just a night of steamy sex It would be that and a lot more *"STEAMY SUMMER LOVE" (4 MEN ONLY)* There we go My Sweet
If summer is no longer summer And the leaves begin to fall- Prey, I no longer love you, And I'll call your name no more. If I'm found amongst the leaves, And the rain falls from the sky, Prey-let me sleep. And please, don't ask me why. When the night curls round me to sleep, And when it silently dreams I lay awake in solitude. So lonely, and torn at the seams. I cannot see the beauty, So I lie amongst the leaves. When you find me, my love, I prey Kneel and sing a song for me. But now, summer is summer, And I am not asleep. So take my hand and walk with me. For your love I am sure to keep.
I feel like howling at the moon Is this my summer? My June? Will I see the sun tomorrow Rise like a fiery snowball Aimed at the sky above Lights my eyes Sets my thoughts on fire? To think what this may bring This summer; Will I simmer? Or will I boil overflowing Without bounds As I hear the sounds of the ocean Abound with promise This summer, Where will I go; what shall I see? Shall I shout out with glee? As the alcohol flows From my veins Shall I hold the reins To my summer? This summer my June...
I had a summer dream last night , In a paradise where blue birds fly . For in your kiss I lost myself , As the world passed us by . Such a sweet surrender , My soul wrapped in such bliss . Your heart in tune with mine , Finding rapture in a kiss . Expressing love in our eyes , That mere lips could not speak The flame in our hearts , With a bright glow on our cheeks . In that wonderful moment , As time would stand still . We lost ourselves in each other , For to never lose our will . I'd never tasted such sweet delight , Never knew such endless charm . As I found myself in the shelter , Of your strong loving arms . We gave to each other , All that we possessed . For certain that in our love , We would always be blessed . Time will never begin to tarnish , The sweet dreams we have made, For the light of our love , Will never begin to fade . What we have is meant to last . Even when the last leaf has fallen , As a summer dream drifts past . .
SUMMER STORM I was laid to rest, my death keeps getting better. If you find me here, you know, I'm yours to keep. I could try to say I love you in this letter, or pretending you are here, sing you to sleep. If the world was mine, I find it quite amusing, I would give it all away, to see your eyes, I would save your life, and everything you're losing, all because you never see who's telling lies. I am just as dead as is your heart each morning. If the wind has blown, you know I will be there. I will touch your life, without much of a warning, never look for me, just know I'm everywhere. I'm a summer storm, my hope is crashing thunder. I'm a lightning bolt, my love is five alarm. if I rain all night, it's just a spell I'm under, you should know I'm dead, and won't do any harm. I'm a little boy. An old man getting younger. All I have is how I know how things could be. We still want the world to live in death and hunger, but I love your eyes, when your eyes look at me.
My friend the sun is setting and the days will soon grow cold. What is new must grow old. The spectacular scene of swarming rays beside crystal light must dim to shade. Those ravishing ripples will soon grow course and fun in the sun will strike a pause. Wind will bellow like a swarm of bees or biting ants that maze the moulding mud. To conflict but to confide will only heighten winters pride. Damnation two competing souls will draw to an un-victorious pause. Yet no battle is ever won to humans the war continues on. My love, a plea is as contceptive as talk within actions truth is bred. Cruelty is masked by normality, charms of a conquest is often too lightly walked into. You have beaten one clever soul, whose grip was fun but turned cold. Now deceit grows a new face one who knows not his inflicting ways. My friend I love to waltz in summertime's brew however dreamers fall in line. Lions await the waiting feline. Crickets click and fish do swim whose lake do you jump in? My love the summer often wins first prize but even winter has a golden side Embellish in the colours summer offers you, but allow winter to warm you. Lick the fire as you kissed the sun. Feel heaven in four seasons yet to come. My friend, loneliness will hold us down consuming us with the rain that beats us down. My love, reverse that beating to walk what's knew. Enjoy your existence, the diamonds is within you. My friend happiness is not just sun, in finding joy in the seasons four And loving the gems that you live for.
Before that day splashed everything with light I played in solitude with cuddly clouds And watched them form changing figures, blight The sky or bring the sobbing sludge of rain, Or etch your portrait where the spindly sparrow fly looping your beauty with the breathless sun We watched them fall like shattered diamonds once from a window battered with fragile dreams of tomorrow And you said they were our prancing children in the water Little Shangos you called them, and we kissed In passion, filling love with lissom lilacs of laughter For life was an eternal summer then Winter was barred from where it had never been Barren landscape scarred by the lecher, not the sun Shrivelling petals and prayers, lynching the hearts like trees Barren and scraggy shredding the eye Brambled fingers clutching sky Tolling voids of air like a crucifix Self important because of the importunate Castling citadels of calamity against the hearts fear The wind exploits the calamity of leaves Only a shell of sultry shadows was left And I bereft Tented my exultation To wait your coming again And the annihilation of pain. Clouds are drifters of the sky, I am enfolded in cerulean blue Dark indigo of heart on the promenade Children feet splashing the frazzled dry of sand I shriek like a gull slant against the wind Where the splashed sand grits the eye Summer seas are all of winter's tears rinsed in light Itinerant birds frolic here: innocence excited emits delight, For lovers are children Too trusting uncarefully Undermarcated wrong or right As summer splash them like sprays Glinting the eye Where the starving eagle plays' I slant away to reminisce alone.
Everytime i see your face boy you hotter than the summer day you melt my heart with your warm embrace the feelin of love i cant escape The reason i breathe is you you got not knowing to do boy im so into you i have mad love for you Everytime i see your face boy you hotter than the summer day you melt my heart with your warm embrace the feelin of love i cant escape Its so obvious how i feel for you but i dont think you notice it boo i want to be more than friends i want you to be my man Everytime i see your face boy you hotter than the summer day you melt my heart with your warm embrace the feelin of love i cant escape so i engraved your name upon my heart even though youre not mine in my mind you are i cant stop thinking of you the wonderful man you are Everytime i see your face boy you hotter than the summer day you melt my heart with your warm embrace the feelin of love i cant escape everytime i see your face.... everytime i see your face... everytime i see your face i cant stop thinking of you
Summertime is full of heat My heart can't help but skip a beat When you pull and hold me close It's like giving me a dose Of sunshine that runs through my soul Loving you's become my goal I will not stop until you see You're my life and destiny I'll keep you safe and never hurt Your sweet kind heart that makes me thirst For your kisses soft and sweet That is like a tasty treat In the sunsets colored glow Where our love will always flow I have a special love for you And there is nothing I won't do To prove I'm never far away I'll stand my ground and always stay By your side and never leave Causing you to cry and grieve A pure heart is hard to find I will always lock and bind Your gentle touch and loving care So deep inside my heart that there Is no escape or turning back From two arms that will not slack Holding you so soft and warm We can get through any storm
"Love at first sight," I'd assumed Was just something people say Overused, commonplace, nothing but cliche But the day I saw your smiling face I knew that it was true Falling like the summer rain Now I'm in love with you ---- I remember the day you said "Hello" Kinda pathetic, yeah, I know But the very first time I saw your eyes I wished to never say goodbye And just as suddenly, I knew Falling like the summer rain That I'm in love with you ---- Clear blue sky on a summer's day A little too warm but its okay With you, my love, there's no dismay Every worry seems to melt away ---- Your smile's shining like the sun Your heart, I dare to hope, is won I've never felt such joy inside As when I look into your eyes I simply can't explain, but I'm Falling like the summer rain And I'm in love with you ---- It's past my time to be asleep We finally say goodbye Our conversations seem so short It's never enough time I hope that you can say it too: I'm falling like the summer rain Oh, I'm in love with you ---- Clear blue sky on a summers day A little too warm but its okay With you, my love, there's no dismay Every worry seems to melt away They melt away
Back in the summer of 69 I remember sitting on the dock of the bay watching the boys of summer build their love shacks love shacks girls were playing twister and sipping on pina coladas all day feeling kind of groovy groovy I couldn't get much higher higher with these such good vibrations from the summer in the city way down in Key Largo watching my beach baby beach baby from the dock of the bay Just Something I was working on for a song Used all summer songs LOL Hate to see the summer fun end This Song Is Written By Me And Now Is It Is Published Thru N.W. Alabamba
At the end of the summer The heartbreak begins, But, until then, Get down with your sins This sentence Is long and blurred, And the ending's been cut back By three simple words I hate you Has been omitted again Or I love you was said And that was the end
The canvas flaps hang soaked by summer rain, While sitting herein, drinking tea again, The British summer is, once more, a pain, Another holiday that's planned in vain. The beach lies abandoned by one and all, So none can hear the rippling tidal call, As summer limps so slowly on to fall, And working weeks, our backs against the wall. Yet in this misery I see beauty smile, My days spent with you are never banal, Just counting the raindrops becomes worthwhile, A chocolate digestive shared with you, 'Tis great pleasure when things are done by two, No rainy day will dare to make me blue. Form: Arabian Sonnet
The stars were shining brilliantly that summer evening, so radiant that any expressions created as we spoke were clearly apparent leaving very little if no doubt exactly what one another had felt. As we stood on the veranda you and I, every time I caught your flashing eye or heard your voice discourse of anything it seemed a star went burning down the sky. I looked into your eyes that dying summer and found that your heart had grown wild. Where upon you turned to me and smiled saying you were weary and afraid of being mute and undefiled. I spoke to you that last winter morning watching the wind blow creating a smokey fog that danced across the icy frost. It spoke of how the beauty of your spirit, flesh, and smile had made day break at night and spring burst beauty in the wasting winters place. You did not answer when I spoke, but stood as if your sorrow were blown about in fitful winds within. Where as you looked up at me and your eyes replied your heart had grown as white and silent as the snow.
As Spring so softly yields to warmer days The first rose of summer shall bloom alone, Her loveliness sets the garden ablaze. The rip'ning world takes on a brighter hue As queen of May, she dances round the stone Beneath the cloudless skies of vibrant blue And all I can do is sit here and gaze On beauty found within a single rose. I see the moistened pearl of morning dew Upon her red petals it takes repose And I can't help my dreams that drift to you For love had come so gently on wind's blown My eyes have seen so that my heart now knows The first rose of summer shall bloom alone
When Spring turned in to a Summers day The Summer Queen returned to play High summer........... The warm days...... Wind sighs......... Blue butterflies.......... The King of Water ,happy to see The Summer Queen For, the water blue............... Loves the deepest green How the trees and flowers grew The wand of the Summer Queen , touching all How beautiful the holly bushes....... By the Great Hall The birds and butterflies flew Through the Whispering Trees The sound of the lark.............. Floated on the breeze High summer........ Sunny days The joy of life, continues to amaze Castle Heartstone........... amidst golden haze The King of water and his Queen........... Renewed their love in the Great Hall The Heartstone looked on.............. How the sun shone! The Tapestries knew.......... The love so true........ The colours showed......... the West wall glass, glowed The Castle grounds........ Filled with colour and sound The summers' symphony The birdsong all around But alas! Summer cannot last.............. For, on the horizon Autumn leaves cast, thus begins the circle again
I remember when you Were the girl on the horizon, Though I always had eyes on you With a love rainbow wide, Coloured with light of lonely hours, Smiling through warm summer showers. Now I smile to see you Are the girl on the golden shore And I can see through your eyes With a love ocean deep, Reflecting a soft sapphire blue Of a summer sky smiling on you. From Reflections On A Day By The Bay
To understand a tree how it lives in the summer fails in fall dies in the winter reborn in spring An endless phoenix cycle around and around as seasons come and seasons go summer the height of their year This summer will last, the five-year-old said the leaves will not go brown nor crackle underfoot they will not fall from the branches like wispy little martyrs the glossy green growing shivering, frail, weak. This summer will be different, the six-year-old proclaims The summer will last The grass would stay warm the sunshine would be perfect In between the pale pink blossoms and nature's own fireworks everything was green And yet despite the dreams summer would end taking away the cartwheels in the warm grass and the carefree laughter in the treetops Autumn would come with reds and golds browns and orange pulling down the green curtain of life Then, too soon, snow would come in a flurry coating the trees and the dead gray ground shining painfully in the sunlight But each frozen branch would prevail push through and grow blossoms of pink and white delicate as glass So the cycle came and went summer breezes fall storms winter snow spring flowers Now the six year old is old too old to run in the green hear the chirps of the evening crickets laughter, clear as sliver bells But she had something better now a husband so perfect and true With green eyes the color of leaves and deep brown hair like fertile soil And his laugh reminded her of sunshine bursting through a cloak of emeralds finding the child beneath He was like summer. Her summer.
It's hard to face this life alone, Have all you want but no one's home I had a chance to be complete, but it came and went, I taste defeat She came to me in those summer months, I didn't know that was all it was I held her close for one whole night, for that one night I was alright I think of those days often relive every second dreaming it and wishing my life's one perfect vision Her breath hit mine, we intertwined Our body's touched, simply divine I stared at her, she smiled at me In that one moment I was complete our lips had touched, my heart erupts True love was found, Quickly and Sound
Hot weather, swim suits, beaches and pools. Its summer I love, Because there are simply no rules. You stay up all night, And sleep through the day. And what is someone going to say? I love the heat, the people, the chances. No homework, no classes, no teachers, just fun. There are so many things, that I love about summer. But sadly it does have to come to a finish. School starts in the fall, which means summer ends. But I guess that's what makes summer so special.
Since that summer day When you first caught my eye You've lit up my life Like the sun rising in the morning sky We got to no each other On that glorious afternoon We asked the important questions And found we were in tune At the end of that perfect day That perfect summer day in June I took you in my arms And we kissed beneath the moon Now it is another summer day Another perfect afternoon And we are side by side On our wedding day in June
Like a school boy who turned red as the little girl batted her eyes, like puppy love at summer camp two weeks was like a life time, like a snow cone on a hot summer day... melting down the sides, 38 yrs.old, time chiseled yet you bring out the sissy no one can find. A smile as wide as a 9 yr.old on Christmas morning, a laugh as heart felt as a little baby or a child at three, like the early bird eager to raise and to perch and sing, after all you still love to see that sissy smile you bring me, to buy roses not any ones the ones that I now will make you smile to sit and write you a poem of love and forever to dress to impress you even for just awhile no one would even think this of me... a sissy never no one knows no one can see, you make me fill like a young kid, to hold your soft hand is to be free, look can you see?heres that sissy I hid. as life washes over me, as it rains problems we all have, by my side looking waiting to see, that sissy... and it makes you glad, my heart is you, my world ... I see, in your eyes of blue, that sissy you see in me, my valentine, you are to me, my every thing, love your sissy.
the expectation.... is the pain i write will be only a something faintly remembered lesson learned lesson earned tied up in a scarlet ribbon in my rubble laughter in the summer yellowed as the white i wore and obscured by my view of you playing, laughing... rescuing.. and acting like we were grown- ups living a life how much better the hot summer used to get hot...wet...tanned with sweat on our lips and kissing like children at the fair playing enough not to hurt two hearts we said....... then.... Forever we spoiled the summer of 76. by janetta
My summer love My summer love You were sent speical from Heaven above Your smile Your Touch Your Kiss makes me only want to hove My sumer love My summer love Wrap your arms around me and fly free like a carefree dove Wisper in my ear and tell me no other does Like My sweet sweet sumer love Summer love Hold me close and tell me not to push or shove Away my summer love My summer love For shes the only one for me just because just because She arrived to me on the wings of a dove And now will be forever known as my only summer love my summer love Tribute To My Jenny Rose For She Was Born In The Summer LOL Aug 25th 1997 Mama Loves Ya Peanut Also Maybe A Future Song LOL
Last week of my summer break Hanging with my friends like always Thats when I stumbled acrossed you And suddenly I felt my heart grew weak Instantly I fell in love with you, thats no lie My soul fell for you as soon as I looked into your eyes For they looked as though the sun was shining directly into them He looked at me with more compassion Then I had ever felt Talking all summer just me and him About everything and about nothing What changed that autumn?? Was it your new friends Because I saw what you did to your old ones What made you into this kind of monster??? Although I never told you how I felt I would still stay up at night and cry about it Then the final day came when I found out the truth How drugs were destroying the man I loved From autumn to winter and from winter to spring I couldn't believe how different you looked Your eyes no longer shined like the sun Your muscles weaker than ever before I knew you were dying, I told you to stop But you told me you didn't care I wanted to leave you But I knew you needed me now more than ever Summer comes around, schools are getting out And off you left, leaving me all alone on this earth Not even old enough to graduate and yet your gone I never stopped warning you, but I still feel I'm to blame
One summer day, my eager heart took wing as hand in hand upon the hill, I gave my love a lover's ring bound of a golden daffodil Now, that summer spent its fling to every lover upon the hill, I will give my love a wedding ring in an aisle of golden daffodils
On warm hot summer days I love to listen for the ringing of bells on the ice cream trucks, and the buzzing of bees, the smell of fresh roses growing on the side of the house and the smell of fresh vegetables growing from the garden in the backyard I love to sit on the patio holding hands while we watch the sunset go down remembering all the good memories oh how I love doing that every summer but now since you're gone the summers hasn't been the same oh how I wish you were still here.
o how i love summer the sunshine the birds the green grass in between my toes o how i love summer blue skys white clouds and the smell of fresh cut grass dont forget the flowers o how i love summer cook outs camping beaches get togethers with family and friends o how i love summer
The summertime of my soul Quickly sends chills down my spine In remembrance of passion We had that one year My heart races as I remember it We held each other tightly As we never wanted to let go We wanted this summer to last forever Everything was just right The nights were cool and starry Nothing kept us from being together It was always peaceful and bright We walked down the lover's paths Feeling close to one another As we strolled through gorgeous nature Creating an ambiance like no other We would overlook and faults we had Keeping true love alive at all times We had everything in the palm of our hands Being together allowed for big dreams We thought this summer would be just the start The beginning of a lifelong journey We thought as each day brought us closer We might just stay together forever Then the summer came to a close And autumn brought with it change We had to go our separate ways And the distance left us estranged No matter what we did To try to keep us together We could not keep the love we had Alive like we did that summer Soon we drifted apart Separated for many years All we had left Was the wonderful summer together The spectacular wonderful love So special in many ways It will live forever Deep within my soul
Summer Time I love the bright and sunny sky, And the occasional cloud passing by. I enjoy the breeze through my hair, And the birds singing in my ear. I love the smell of fresh cut grass, And iced tea in a frosted tall glass. I enjoy a nap out on the swing, And the laugher that children bring. I love the shade of the trees, And the color of the leaves. I enjoy the sweat on the nose, And the warm sand between my toes. I love to watch the flowers grow, And the butterflies with their graceful flow. I enjoy the scent of a shower near, And smiles that spread from ear to ear. I love a BBQ out on the deck, And the gorging until I feel like heck. I enjoy sharing with one and all, And neighbors coming at a beck and call. I love winter and I love spring, And the newness that each one brings. I enjoy the colors of the fall, But summer is my favorite of them all.
Steamy summer love made our set. Hot summer night, when we first met. I kissed her neck; she looked in my eyes. Drunk in mind and heart, to our surprise, She took my hand; we kissed our first kiss. I knew then, that night, it would be no miss. Upon the sandy beach, we gazed at the stars. Our night impressed by the red planet, Mars Hours turned to morning daze, what a craze. Dawn grew our blaze, a new day to praise. Summer love was what we were adorning. Our blend would rise above any adjourning. Sweeter love then candy, glistening so sandy, Summer love dandy, I love my darling Brandy.
Sweet fruition twisting on a bent and laden branch Tart yet heavy wet with Summer rain Dry from working fields, entranced accents chatter mutter murmer almost heed. I stop to feel saliva wet the backside of my tongue And wish the fruit were ready as my need Alas, I pass,though I can taste The memory of last years fruit so grand; The tartness of the first still stops my hand. Across the back pasture the smell of pie Lifts the leaden weights from my dusty boots I feel her see the difference in my step Sharing joy I walk on air See her at the open door Tart yet heavy wet with Summer rain Ripe, so sweetly ripe,it pains This fruit as ready as my need And waiting
Wishing on a falling star, from a distance, very far Wishing for my love tonight, though my love is not in sight I can feel her in my soul, though the distance, won't console I can feel her silken hair, as a summer breeze, swims the air I feel a tingling, in my spine, knowing that her love is mine I see her beauty, in a stream, wondering, what does that mean I hear her voice, she's whispering, so sweet and soft, a breath of spring Soon my love, I shall be there our love will fill the summer air To the love of my life...Mary. I love you Honey !
SUMMER WED WINTER icy angels fall they coat white the earthly grounds lovers rest up-close thawing the cold-blooded air summer heat wed winter chill _______________________________ Visual #7 8:17 pm, March 04, 2015
Come to me my green eyed girl and give me something that soothes me like a summer storm so easily my green eyed girl sharing my life's burdens and keeping my spirit warm We both rode that roller coaster getting stoned laughing, and getting sick but now we're home and the ride is over Lets do it why don't we just do it Come to me my green eyed girl and give me loving that soothes me like a summer rain so easily my green eyed girl come to me girl and come and come again I know we've both gone off the high dive we close our eyes , hold our breath , and go and I thank God that we're both still alive cause we never checked the water down below Everything has a reason they say I know there's a reason why I'm feeling this way Come to me and come to me again The places that you take me sure better than where I've been Yeah we both rode that roller coaster getting stoned, laughing , and getting sick but now we're home and the ride is over lets do it, why don't we just do it Come to me my green eyed girl and give me loving that soothes me like a summer storm so easily my green eyed girl sharing my lifes burdens and keeping my spirit warm.
A star lit night I met my true love... My delight On a warm summer night We met in a field of Moonflowers I took her hand, under starlight On a warm summer night A warm summer night, is all I need with you... Under starlight Such love with you... Under a nightsky The stars... Passing by Such love... Is true Under a clear Moon showing A field of moonflowers The colours glowing The shooting stars fell As did my heart... A field of Moonflowers, for you and I A love did dwell On a warm summer night, we took each other Under a sky, full of starbright A warm summer delight A warm summer lover In a field of Moonflowers Full of starbright We lay back and watched the Moons' flight
I walk outside and suddenly I feel upon my face the briskness of the cold winters breeze The wonderfulness of white snow now covers any evidence on the ground of falls' leaves I'm in an amazement of just what I have been through the last few years and how far I have actually come But I know my journey's not over yet realizing it also has not just begun I'm stuck here in the middle not sure which way to go My words to him need to be spoken and very much heard yet all is cold just like the winter wind and snow I need to see him so through my eyes he'll know I say what I mean and mean what I say when I say I love only him deeply so All my love towards him I have to show For him it took me so long to again find Now that I have I just can't leave what I feel for him once again behind So let the winter turn back into spring Let us see the flowers and rain showers that the season brings Then have spring bring in the summer days With the children outside having so much fun running around in play And then let it come around to the summer changing into fall The leaves turning wondrous colors and effortlessly flowing to the ground and we know what comes next yes everyone can recall Seasons come, seasons go but I'll still love him right through it all
Golden morning light moments prior to pastel holds so many hues Waking into beams shining on our window screens rise no time to lose Stumbling out of bed standing taller once again things becoming clear Automatic drive eliminating thinking slipping into gear Sitting holding cup lost in concentration coffee waking thoughts In my mindless state wrapped together tightly unconnected caught Take another sip then gather a few to use lightly brushed in prose Noticing the way that the Summer helps the muse rise from sweet repose Wending through the day enjoying every part light and carefree hearts Skip to summer breeze so contented with the ease life wings on to please Endless Summer days remembered youthful romance evening foggy haze Seasons too soon turn each carries lovers delight lately lazy days So we savor time enjoying what we're given living hand in hand Gardening and tied loving every moment grateful of eden
As the summer sun set and the mildew creeps a pone the closing rose bud when all find sleep I lie awake wishing NO! dreaming u were here the tiggle of your tough the warmth of your breath the taste of your lip but then a gentle summer breeze awakes me from my days as I descend back into consensus I come to realizes that never again will I taste's those lip nor will I fill that warmth and when I long to laugh there will be no tiggle
Summer is a beautiful time of the year. Flowers are blooming lovely, and can be seen so clear. Summer is about fashion, food and fun, it can also be the perfect time to run. I love summer because you see a lot of green, and this is when I break out my sewing machine. Summer is a time when you should look your best, so I sew clothes that I think look better than the rest. Dresses, skirts, and pretty blouses, I have even made a pair of adorable trousers. Summer is warm and summer is sweet, and this is when people really feel like a treat. Ice cream, candy, maybe a piece of pie, I love summer so much I hate telling it goodbye!!!
I love you and know: More strong than before Is a feeling of love We are waiting for In the fresh, green delight Of free heaven! And free flight! It is here - all right, In the life now is a sunrise And new summer light morning, I miss, spring was very warm When we kiss, Where we are always young In the hot and green, Love will always win, To the summer dreams Fly high On the blue, yellow and gold Of the spring-autumn Wings of the sky, Music is a language Of our free souls and words, My dear baby! It's a very beautiful morning Now but cold - and I think That I always know how To play - all this world As one of the lovely and Pretty days of golden evening - Was the really live music, yes! And very excellent concert Even don't know how But was great mess, And I pray and think about All things that we miss, Our love will never die, let Kiss, my darling baby! Let always have a lot of warm Air and strong light For our rose, please, stay Now here, don't say good bye, Let compose! It's a great Delight - new song to compose For our rose, my dear baby...
A word and a breath but it's the thought that counts. Up or down in or out love and trust is what it's all about. To you I say can you hear me perked up on the mounts. You are in or you are out. A touch and a whisper but it is the kiss of truth. Knelt or bent I am down on my knees. And I beg you please. To me I say can I hear me or am I aloof? Language arts is a dance in the breeze, With a summer squeeze, A winter's pinch, The spring's stench, Even the autumn's leaves! Bathing in the words and dancing like a twit. Singing in rhythm and painstakingly making a switch. Language arts is a breeze on the summer Seas. Lifting you up or pulling you down and spinning you all around, It will knock you to your knees, Lifeless and unbound! ® Registered: Ann Rich 2005
How does one start a summer romance? Does it simply happen by chance? Do you fling your arms into some strangers palms and agree to do a little dance. I wonder about these things because a dull summer just isn't for me. Neither is waiting around forever to see if someone might come along. Why not take this chance to be free. Now I know that might seem a little bit unclean to want a summer romance knowing it won't amount to a thing. But still can't a girl just sweep those fairy tales under the rug for a few short months and just have fun? No suppers. Lots of do overs Half sober half intoxicated lets go out on lots of dates and have no arguments wouldn't that be great? No messy clean up or hearts to crunch I just want this to be fun for once. And this could exist in my imaginary world where him and her could be alright with just calling it what it was and having a good nite But were not okay with that we have our fun and than fun turns to wanting something more than what can emerge Even summer romances get heavy and in the end I'll shed more tears than I'll smile. We'll never know if something is long term or just for now. But still I long for those romances even if they're only for summer and don't quite make it to fall. Any love is special.
Half a lifetime spent in search of purpose we ponder every reason In the weather cycles term of life mine came in summer season Suddenly my eyes were a path to my heart a glimpse of life's high fashion It was a smile you see ignited hope and awakened sleeping passion No flash of light nor harmonic sounds just a long sought peaceful feeling And for my aching heart a wistful lift for my soul a perfect healing Now as the cycle goes from summer to fall I have you to share my life And the winters chill we sometimes fear I now cherish with you my wife So I thank the lord for this special gift he's given me to cherish Knowing leaves will turn and snow will fall yet our love will never perish
"I only know that summer sang in me A little while, that in me sings no more." --Edna St. Vincent Millay After that, his eyes, like blown-glass floats, caught the summer print of her cotton dress nestled in saffron, colandered through curtains. Salmon-eyed from sun porches, she planted asters and seaweed, charading days till thunder cracked the cinnabar sun and she found you, half-curled-- the long, raw metal conch at your ear, as if a sleeping child, listening for the silk of the sea.
Deep in summer wood where beauty grows This garden, home of the bramble rose This high wall bordered in pink The bramble rose, high above us all Soft ferns of jade This green, does not fade Hidden delights to be seen Delicate blooms with petals of pink nestle with flowers of deep yellow Such colour, makes you blink Fills you with wonder so Moss covered stone, gentle trickle of stream I am alone In the garden of my dream Blue butterflies abound Hear the bird song, all around Soft hum of bees, through the trees The bramble rose encircles the dell How wonderful is grows, by the old well The soft scent from the bramble rose Its' pastel pink flower, enriches me so, as I sit beneath this shady bower This garden seat beneath bramble rose Away from the heat, leave behind your woes Sit back and enjoy, hum of bees through the trees, Colours to make you blink from flowers yellow and pink Deep in summer wood This garden, deep in summer wood, where beauty grows Home of the bramble rose
As I close tight my eyes my thoughts drift far away to a place of sweet enchantment where only you and I can play. On a lush tropical island we'll swim naked in the sea of crystal blue waters all alone you and me. We'll relax on the beach under the warm summer sun getting tan and sipping wine til the day is nearly done. Side by side in a hammock we'll hold each other tight kissing and dreaming of the love we'll make that night. I'll feed you grapes of green you'll fan me with a palm how sweet the Pacific breeze swirling round us so calm. Pinks, purples, and orange greet us on the horizon as the summer sun's glow makes way for the moon's risin. We'll lay on a bed of palms massage each other with oil from our heads to our toes O each other we will spoil. I'll tenderly kiss your lips you'll play with my hair we'll gaze deep into our eyes and get lost without a care. Beneath the moon and stars we'll make love with such delight then linger in passion's ecstasy long into the starry night. We'll wake to the sunrise with sweet memories to save of our enchanted splendor as each others love slave. ~ passionpoet4u
The summer sun brought a new kind of love into our lives, And it made us both shine - something neither one of us had done In a long time. We both fell too hard, Discovering something that was unknown to us. We found joy, happiness, and even love. It was so beautiful. We went through so much together in the short time you were here. We had fun-lots of fun. We laughed and cried together, sharing secrets with one another. I can honestly say you were the first person I ever fell in love with. But we just didn't make it. What went wrong? Were we too serious? I loved you so much and we were so happy together, But it just wasn't enough. What is enough? More love? More laughter? We never had the chance to find out. You're gone now, I'm sorry to say. You've begun a new life and I'm still here picking up the pieces- Still living for yesterday When you were here with me - Loving me and needing me. So what now? I still love you very much and There will always be a special place for you in my heart. Winter's coming on now and I must leave the memories behind and Begin a new life of my own, And wait for spring - The dawning of a new love. I hope we have the chance to meet again So we can pick up where it ended, But until then just remember I love you and please be happy. God bless the summer sun And all the love and happiness it brings. Written by Melinda Hope Cooper October 1982
The days were multicoloured as we lived them, animated as we danced through seconds The flowers cheered and birds proclaimed our love would last, with chirps and orchestrated song from beaks. Marching across the garden, smartly dressed with complimenting colour, bumblebees saluted with their tail-stings. Bluebells, tall and sturdy defied the summer, retaining stance, seagulls flew above on winds in timely dance. The warmth of summer held our bodies tightly as we lay on fields laid out like Christmas wrapping. Our fingers tangoed on the arms of one another, Friction sparked, as kissing we lay crackling. But sun-dance turned to show down scissor ended tongues. From compliment to argument and all emotion, Hung. Friction turned to fighting and the sunlight burned away, the scent of summer passion fruits descended from the height of love to depths of it's decay. It broke me. Ripped away my spine as I was walking, bolt my bolt I heard myself destructing, collapsing in the pools of my demise, from twinkling pearls luscious love, I saw the hatred in your eyes. My wrists were bulging with our memories, your eyes reflected in my veins. Holding up a jaggered razor, in the dark of this stale room, I let it kiss my leathered skin, we spread the floor, inside this tomb.
The green of Summer dims her lust The trees shed tears of Red and Gold I close my eyes and try to forget us But longing memories must unfold The way I held her The way we kissed Her eyes of love Her ruby lips To hear her laughter To hear her cry The pain of sorrow That ends in goodbye I close my eyes, the nights grow longer I feel the pain, the days grow cold I search for answer to ponder Amist a sea of Red and Gold Those carefree days of Summer flee With love's memory I befall As Autumn beckons to surround me Winter's nearing, her presence calls A Springtime fancy A Summer's love An Autumn's lost A Winter's rest All for my heart to endear Into this chorus of Autumn I fall As Fall's breezes sing of a love so dear In Autumn's Song her love I recall
Let me be to you like flowing water... let me yield to your strength and envelope you into my warm wet embrace. Let my unrelenting flow of love, soften your heart, and smooth your rough edges. Let my cool refreshing spirit quench your thirst for unconditional love, understanding and acceptance. Let me be to you like blowing wind... let me completely surround you and support you even when I can't be seen. Let me fill every space in your life and recess of your heart. Let em maneuver into the darkest parts of your soul and fill them up. Let me be to you like fire... let me match your inner flame... our hearts burning side by side in the timeless dance of passion. Let the glowing embers of my love ignite in you an internal inferno that will burn forever. Let me be to you like the universe... let my love be limitless and infinite. Let me shine and light your way through the darkest nights. Let me give you life and warm your heart like the hot summer sun. Let me be your everything... let me be the air you breathe... the dreams you dream, your hope for the future. Let me be to you all these things because all these things you are to me. Let us be to each other the four seasons... let our love grow and blossom together like true spring flowers. Let us bask in the warmth and beauty of the summer sunshine. Let us greet the change in our lives together like the falling leaves of autumn. Let the coldness and the barren winters not freeze our love, but give us strength for the coming spring. Let us be to each other everything and in everything be us!
Let me sugar shake the wind you hold one end of this sheet I'll latch quick to the ends of the other White to the sky to billow, fly We'll laugh as we face one another Let you run the minty grass You hold the wand I'll get the bubbles Dip to the soap 'till up, up they float away with the skin of our troubles Let me bloom the orange tree you hold the basket I'll cut the leaves Flowers to pop one by one 'till they drop to the scent, every memory summer retrieves Let you fall the sun You close your eyes in the sheets I'll tuck the blossoms behind both your ears Bubbles will fly The summer goes by and happiness leads us wherever it steers.
The sight of you Pours warmth into my spirit, Like the rays from the summer sun, on a hot summer night Like snow upon a mountain On a wet and futile land You cause my soul to sparkle With your touch that I love so much And like the breeze of spring oh what a love only you bring the touch of you Ignites a flame of fire, I so desire The seed of love placed within me will grow forever my love you came from God above
Stars like a vision, Stars on the vine plucked from the power of One who's divine Clusters in motion, the fruit of the wind Light sends it's message though their already dim Caught in my vision, warm summer night Silvery star dust a blanketed bright Lit like the heavens behind my closed eyes are the dreams of the motion in warm summer skies...
summer night walls of heat to walk through. summer sweat. my skin smells sweet. no summer love to console me. no summer dreams to take me away.
Sun glared down as Breeze ruffled her hair Teasingly lifting her skirts Stroking her lovingly With deft invisible hands Her arms swayed in unison with waves Of constant caresses Sending the scent of her wafting ghostly Through summer shades She felt her lifeblood rise within her Holding tightly to Mother Earth Up through the rooted whole of her Filling tingling fingers with joy Sighs in Summer sunshine Oxygen from Georgia Pine
It is the girl in the car, on warm leatherette, Who, in the Summer slipstream, teased the wheel And gunned her engine heart; She graced the passing furnace air, and angel sweat Tracked slowly down her singing spine, for her to feel Ignition spark and start. And in her moistened loins the truth it rang A clear and sensual focus, some chaste alarm Forewarning her affirming stance; She knew the throttle deviance, and words that hang In glibness in a one track mind, such charm Insinuate it's way into her pants. She scanned the roads ahead, acknowledged fork, Twin signs with arrows, nervous, highly strung, And take a wilder stab at chance; Procure the empty fast lane or get out and walk, Race to cold and shallow sex and silver tongue, Or ramble down the highways of romance. The tumbling of the dice, herself to know, When, the vulture Summer flying through, Chilled in the Mustang embrace; And remaining in the car, yet took it slow, And holding on, and to herself be true, And smiled within the smile upon her face.
Reality Cut to the chase,tell it like it is,don`t hold back. AckkkAckkkAckkk,someone is coming and I give yew the sack. Life is not worthless just meant to be not iff ewe knoe ; not iff ewe knoe ; but to be: Someone to love, someone to listen, and someone to hold! When someone is sent from above. A Heart is a fragile thing beating by grace and by faith. Everyone promises everyone fakes, no one`s immune from the snakes. I have found summer but not in a smile? Yes for I have found summer pleease babay Chat me awhile. AS I pretend that we`re married. Reality
i wish this summer not to end a letter to you every day i'll send i can't imagine what my summer would have been like without you you showed me love and how to live my depression disapeared and i wanted to give i dont want our last week to end when school starts will the bliss be gone or will we live forever together please dont let this the summer of bliss dont let it disapear for thats what i fear i know you are the one and only thats why i love you only i dont want this summer to end it was the best summer of my life
I bring my heart to you... my love gentle as a white lily solitary yet brave... love allows light into the centre of your well... my love I tunnel through to you... ...to be near you... ...to make sure you're safe... you're are beautiful like the first summer day... where in a field a gentle white lily waits... Solitary yet brave... waits for you patiently... ...makes sure that you're safe... ...and when you're ready you will pick me...together we'll bask in summers' sun... I will decorate you... I will wait here for you... true commitment takes effort and sacrifice... ...the reward is beautiful... ...like the first summer day... where in a field a gentle white lily waits... solitary yet brave...