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Quote from: Hidrix on April 28, 2007, 04:53:24 AM
hey tink :) :) :) how you doing? u sound happy.  thats good :) :) glad all is good ;)
I like th poem.  thats why I ain't complainin' about nothin' no more.  I give thanks every day. :) :)


hope u like the poems tink :) :) :) gotta work tommorrow sat.  damn! am tire but I gotta work.  good nite tink.  maybe I get you tommorrow. ;) lol, online.




Hi!  :)  I'm great and you?   Work on a Saturday?  agh! I know the feeling.  I did the same thing for a long time, too long, I think.  You're funny!  ;D  BTW I have never asked you...where do you get your poems from?  who are the authors?  They (the poems) are rather "unique" to say the least!  ;D  Some of them are...just like....wow....too deep  :icon_redface:...IMO.  it'd be nice to know who composed them. :)

 

XLIII

if there are any heavens my mother will (all by herself) have
one. It will not be a pansy heaven nor
a fragile heaven of lilies-of-the-valley but
it will be a heaven of blackred roses

my father will be (deep like a rose
tall like a rose)

standing near my

(swaying over her
silent)
with eyes which are really petals and see

nothing with the face of a poet really which
is a flower and not a face with
hands
which whisper
This is my beloved my

(suddenly in sunlight

he will bow,

& the whole garden will bow)


e. e. cummings

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Pity, We Were A Good Invention

They amputated
Your thighs from my waist.
For me they are always
Surgeons. All of them.

They dismantled us
One from another. For me they are engineers.
Pity, We were a good and loving

Invention: an airplane made of man and woman,
Wings and all:
We soared a bit from the earth,
We flew a bit.


Yehuda Amichai

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Wake up. Day calls you

Wake up. Day calls you
to your life: your duty.
And to live, nothing more.
Root it out of the glum
night and the darkness
that covered your body
for which light waited
on tiptoe in the dawn.
Stand up, affirm the straight
simple will to be
a pure slender virgin.
Test your bodys metal.
cold, heat? Your blood
will tell against the snow,
or behind the window.
The colour
in your cheeks will tell.
And look at people. Rest
doing no more than adding
your perfection to another
day. Your task
is to carry your life high,
and play with it, hurl it
like a voice to the clouds
so it may retrieve the light
already gone from us.
That is your fate: to live
Do nothing.
Your work is you, nothing more.

Pedro Salinas

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The Summer Day


Who made the world?
Who made the swan, and the black bear?
Who made the grasshopper?
This grasshopper, I mean--
the one who has flung herself out of the grass,
the one who is eating sugar out of my hand,
who is moving her jaws back and forth instead of up and down--
who is gazing around with her enormous and complicated eyes.
Now she lifts her pale forearms and thoroughly washes her face.
Now she snaps her wings open, and floats away.
I don't know exactly what a prayer is.
I do know how to pay attention, how to fall down
into the grass, how to kneel in the grass,
how to be idle and blessed, how to stroll through the fields,
which is what I have been doing all day.
Tell me, what else should I have done?
Doesn't everything die at last, and too soon?
Tell me, what is is you plan to do
With your one wild and precious life?


Mary Oliver

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I'm Alive, I Believe In Everything

Self. Brotherhood. God. Zeus. Communism.
Capitalism. Buddha. Vinyl records.
Baseball. Ink. Trees. Cures for disease.
Saltwater. Literature. Walking. Waking.
Arguments. Decisions. Ambiguity. Absolutes.
Presence. Absence. Positive and Negative.
Empathy. Apathy. Sympathy and entropy.
Verbs are necessary. So are nouns.
Empty skies. Dark vacuums of night.
Visions. Revisions. Innocence.
I've seen All the empty spaces yet to be filled.
I've heard All of the sounds that will collect
at the end of the world.
And the silence that follows.

I'm alive, I believe in everything
I'm alive, I believe in it all.

Waves lapping on the shore.
Skies on fire at sunset.
Old men dancing on the streets.
Paradox and possibility.
Sense and sensibility.
Cold logic and half truth.
Final steps and first impressions.
Fools and fine intelligence.
Chaos and clean horizons.
Vague notions and concrete certainty.
Optimism in the face of adversity.

I'm alive, I believe in everything
I'm alive, I believe in it all.


Lesley Choyce

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Shell Free


Ten thousand pecks they say
to break the shell
and wiggle free,
wide-eyes blinking.
Nothing to be done to hurry things.
It needs 10,000 pecks to build the beak.
What must it think?
At 10,000, beats
one peck at a time, blind,
until the darkness cracks
and a different air wraps its flapping
cold around it. Light dazes in
a rush of smells and greens.

Are we too breaking free bit by bit?
Certainly there is much
that closes us in
our own invisible porcelain:
the hourglass,
and sleepless nights,
and lives with sand walls sliding,
and everywhere the tight jacket
of desire keeps us wrapped
around ourselves.

Still I wonder if the metaphor itself
is not half-cracked.
The question never asked:
Are we the tiny embryo
pressing to be born?
Or is there something far unknown
fighting for its breath in us-- against us--
cramped, curled and nerve pinched,
its oxygen receding?
Are we the chick or shell?
The cage or caged?

Or does some mystery make one of two?
That with 10,000 pecks
this dark sufferer
splinters all our little hardnesses;
And then this folded over doubled thing,
crammed and squeezed,
breaks free
and when it does,
God Himself wriggles out, ever so fragile,
hesitant, still wet, but bodied!
And the mystery!
It doesn't leave us behind,
like some broken thing,
an empty shell,
but brings us on its frangible wings
to a new home,
that is precisely wild,
and we,
clumsy but unfettered,
climbing,
climbing!



Susan Dane

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katia

You Can Never Be Too Careful by Kenn Nesbitt

You can never be too careful,
that's what I always say,
and so I wear a hat, or two,
in case my hair turns gray.
I've thirteen tires on my car,
in case I get a flat.
I wear my pants size fifty-three,
in case I grow too fat.

You can never be too careful,
I'm sure you'll find it's true.
I see the doctor every day,
in case I catch the flu.
I carry twenty handkerchiefs,
in case I have to sneeze,
and forty seven bandages,
in case I skin my knees.

You can never be too careful,
so if I take a walk,
I tiptoe everywhere I go
and whisper when I talk.
I hide my money in a box,
and lock it up inside Fort Knox.
My house is made of bricks and rocks.
The front door has a hundred locks.
you see my dear friend
you can never be too careful.

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Christo

Quote from: Tink on April 28, 2007, 11:21:11 PM


Hi!  :)  I'm great and you?   Work on a Saturday?  agh! I know the feeling.  I did the same thing for a long time, too long, I think.  You're funny!  ;D  BTW I have never asked you...where do you get your poems from?  who are the authors?  They (the poems) are rather "unique" to say the least!  ;D  Some of them are...just like....wow....too deep  :icon_redface:...IMO.  it'd be nice to know who composed them. :)

:laugh: lol Im very good; Im dancin'  ;) :laugh:  I gotta work tommorrow to. my boss's gonna gimme monday off. damn I wantted to cut my hair tommorrow.  gotta be monday !  why the red face? lol :laugh: normal stuff betwen a dude and a girl, right? :) :) :) I get'em from a poetry site. they ain't got no authors names. ppl post there and dont leave no names.  how u doing? :) :) dancin'? ;) or not yet? :) :)  gotta a few peoms 4 U.  with no authors names.  don't matter, right? :)




I never thought


I never thought i knew how i felt about you
but now that i've been thinking
i know that i do
when i talk to you
my heart starts to race
and during every second of it
gains a faster pace
when you say my name i feel like passing out
my love for you is there without a doubt
there are three little words
that prove my love for you is true
those three little words are always "i love you"
if you have a problem please know that i am here
and if your ever scared please let me know your fear
now you know my feelings for you and when i say "i love you"
please know i really do.



you

whe i talk to u my heart jumps up and down with joy
you are always around whether its in my thought or in reality
when i dont hear your voice i miss u
when ur with me i hope u never leave
at first i thought i would never fall in love
i never thought i would be glad that i was wrong

your crying and worries kill me
your joy and happiness excities me
because of u i try to be the best person i can be
you changed my life forever
nothing could change the way i feel about u
so i will finaly say that i'm in love with u.



a love so true




I'm afraid to love you with all my heart
Just thinking that you'll tear me apart
I'm afraid to let you too close to me
Though hoping you will someday see me

I'm scared that you'll never return my love
That you'll think you've always been unloved
I'm scared that I'll never match up to you
That you might think I would be untrue

I'm terrified that you won't be around
You could just have me 'on the rebound'
I'm terrified how much I want your touch
Mostly because I love you so much




babe I love U

was thinkin how to say this to u....
in a poem?in a song?with a gift?
but i guess...
it doesnt have to be like that..
just to say how i feel for u
cos i know when i say these three words to u
u will not take it lesser in its meaning ,neither will need anything more to be said to make u understand what i ment..so, i want to say
babe...I LOVE U





Two Hearts, One Love

The music plays, the candles glow,
Two hearts united, true love we know.
...

Breath taking her beauty, her heart of gold,
The voice of an angel, the legend is told.

She is my future, one life we do share,
Of friends and family, with loving care.

In any weather, in any season,
My life is complete, she is the reason.

Together forever, our love opens each door,
A life, 2 months and two weeks more. ;) :laugh:



hope u like the poems tink. :) :) :) gotta work tommorrow at 11.  gotta sleep some. good nite. :)

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tinkerbell

Katia, I loved the poem.  True, one can never be too careful.  The poem is very realistic.  Nevertheless you forgot to include the last stanza of the poem which reads:

But now I have a problem, see,
I'm locked inside without the key.
I've lost it and I can't get free.
I hid it much too carefully!


The link is here.  Oh Katia, how could you have forgotten such an important stanza?   ::) These last sentences are the climax of the poem and totally change its meaning.  I think it is important to be careful but not to a degree where you can be isolated from everything and everyone.  Taking risks is important; otherwise, how are you going to know if something or someone is for you?


Quote from: Hidrix on April 29, 2007, 05:46:40 AM

:laugh: lol Im very good; Im dancin'  ;) :laugh:  I gotta work tommorrow to. my boss's gonna gimme monday off. damn I wantted to cut my hair tommorrow.  gotta be monday !  why the red face? lol :laugh: normal stuff betwen a dude and a girl, right? :) :) :) I get'em from a poetry site. they ain't got no authors names. ppl post there and dont leave no names.  how u doing? :) :) dancin'? ;) or not yet? :) :)  gotta a few peoms 4 U.  with no authors names.  don't matter, right? :)

I guess you are right, Hidrix.  :)  If the original poems don't have authors' names, then no, it doesn't matter.  Have a good hair cut day tomorrow.



Untitled



The Great Way is not difficult
for those who have no preferences.
When love and hate are both absent
everything becomes clear and undisguised.
Make the smallest distinction, however
and heaven and earth are set infinitely apart.
If you wish to see the truth
then hold no opinions for or against anything.
To set up what you like against what you dislike
is the disease of the mind.
When the deep meaning of things is not understood
the minds essential peace is disturbed to no avail.

The Way is perfect like vast space
where nothing is lacking and nothing is in excess.
Indeed, it is due to our choosing to accept or reject
that we do not see the true nature of things.
Live neither in the entanglements of outer things,
nor in inner feelings of emptiness.
Be serene in the oneness of things
and such erroneous views will disappear by themselves.
When you try to stop activity to achieve passivity
your very effort fills you with activity.
As long as you remain in one extreme or the other
you will never know Oneness.

Unknown Author


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TO THE LAKE

In Spring of youth it was my lot
To haunt of the wide world a spot
The which I could not love the less -
So lovely was the loneliness
Of a wild lake, with black rock bound,
And the tall pines that towered around.

But when the night had thrown her pall
Upon that spot, as upon all,
And the mystic wind went by
Murmuring in melody -
Then - ah, then, I would awake
To the terror of the lone lake.

Yet that terror was not fright,
But a tremulous delight -
A feeling not the jewelled mine
Could teach or bribe me to define -
Nor Love - although the love were thine.

Death was in that poisonous wave,
And in its gulf a fitting grave
For him who thence could solace bring
To his lone imagining -
Whose solitary soul could make
An Eden of that dim lake.


Edgar Allan Poe


*******************************************************


Hiroshima Child

I come and stand at every door
But none can hear my silent tread
I knock and yet remain unseen
For I am dead for I am dead

I'm only seven though I died
In Hiroshima long ago
I'm seven now as I was then
When children die they do not grow

My hair was scorched by swirling flame
My eyes grew dim my eyes grew blind
Death came and turned my bones to dust
And that was scattered by the wind

I need no fruit I need no rice
I need no sweets nor even bread
I ask for nothing for myself
For I am dead for I am dead

All that I need is that for peace
You fight today you fight today
So that the children of this world
Can live and grow and laugh and play


Nazim Hikmet

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Keeping Things Whole

In a field
I am the absence
of field.
This is
always the case.
Wherever I am
I am what is missing.

When I walk
I part the air
and always
the air moves in
to fill the spaces
where my body's been.

We all have reasons
for moving.
I move
to keep things whole.

Mark Strand


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Christo

hey tink :) :) :) gotta cut my hair tommorrow. will post new fotos to..:laugh:

I love U

There are many thoughts and fantasies
Wandering in my head.
While I dream about you,
And when I am asleep in my bed,
I wish many things.
I wish with no fear
That right here beside me
You would be here.
I wish you could tell me
In person every day
Just how much you love me.
And never would we say
To go our separate ways.
It would just break my heart
To have to know
That we were apart.




I fell


You were just another friend
But when I got to know you,
I let my heart unbend.I couldn't help past memories
that would only make me cry
I had to forget my first love
and give love another try

So I've fallen in love with you
and I'll never let you go
I love you more than anyone
I just had to let you know

And if you ever wonder why
I don't know what I'll say
But I'll never stop loving you
each and every day

My feelings for you will never change
Just know my feelings are true
Just remember one thing
I Love You!



love

love you so deeply,
I love you so much,
I love the sound of your voice
And the way that we touch.
I love your warm smile
And your kind, thoughtful way, The joy that you bring
To my life every day.
I love you today
As I have from the start,
And I'll love you forever
With all of my heart.



hope u like the poems tink.  Im dancin'. when r u gonna dance w/me? :laugh: ;)
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tinkerbell

Quote from: Hidrix on April 30, 2007, 04:09:48 AM
when r u gonna dance w/me? :laugh: ;)

In July when you come here and take me out!  ;D :D




I Am

I am! The ages on the ages roll:
And what I am, I was, and I shall be:
by slow growth filling higher Destiny,
And Widening, ever, to the widening Goal.
I am the Stone that slept; down deep in me
That old, old sleep has left its centurine trace;
I am the plant that dreamed; and lo! still see
That dream-life dwelling on the Human Face.
I slept, I dreamed, I wakened: I am Man!
The hut grows Palaces; the depths breed light;
Still on! Forms pass; but Form yields kinglier
Might!
The singer, dying where his song began,
In Me yet lives; and yet again shall he
Unseal the lips of greater songs To Be;
For mine the thousand tongues of Immortality.


Voltaraine De Cleyre



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What We Don't Bring Out In Company

What I imagine
is what you do not feel.
The soft secret folds of skin
glistening and pink.
An inverted, dewy flower
of silken nerves.

I keep it incognito;
cloth covered
and polite.
Hidden, clamped, closed
and fragrant,
waiting.

I describe the moist crook
of the finger space
between my thumb and pointer.
Bemittened...

is all.

I want you
to hold my hand.


Ellen Snell Adams


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For the One Man Who Likes My Thighs

There was the expensive cream from France
that promised the dimples would vanish
if applied nightly to the problem spots.
Then, when that didn't work, Kiko, the masseuse
at Profile Health Spa, dug her thumbs
deep into my flesh as she explained
in quasi-scientific terms that her rough hands
could break up the toughest globules of cellulite.
I screamed, then bruised over, but nothing
else happened. When they healed, my legs still looked
like tapioca pudding. There was the rolling pin method
I tried as far back as seventh grade,
kneading my lumpy legs as though I was making bread.
Cottage Cheese Knees, Thunder Thighs --
I heard it all -- under the guise of teasing,
under the leaky umbrella mistaken for affection.
I learned to choose long dresses
and dark woolen tights, clam diggers instead of short-shorts,
and, when I could get away with it, skirted bathing suits.
The nutritionist said that maybe Royal Jelly tablets
would break up the fat. I drank eight glasses
of water everyday for a month. I ate nothing
but steak for a week. I had to take everyone's advice,
fearing that if I didn't, my thighs
would truly be all my own fault. Liposuction
cost too much. The foil sweat-it-out
shorts advertised in the back of Redbook
didn't work. Swimming, walking in place, leg lifts.
It's embarrassing, especially being a feminist.
I wondered if Andrea Dworkin had stopped worrying,
and how. If Gloria Steinem does aerobics,
claiming it's just for her own enjoyment.
Then I read in a self-help book:
if you learn to appreciate your thighs, they'll appreciate
you back. Though it wasn't romance at first sight,
I did try to thank my legs for carrying me up nine flights
the day when the elevator at work was out;
for their quick sprint that propelled me
through the closing doors of the subway
so that I wouldn't be late for a movie;
for supporting my nieces who straddled, one
on each thigh, their heads burrowing deep into my lap.
I think, in fact, that it was at that moment
of being an aunt I forgot for an instant
about my thigh dilemma and began, more fully,
as they say, enjoying my life. So when it happened later
that I fell in love, and as a bonus,
the man said he liked my thighs, I shouldn't have been
so thoroughly surprised. At first I was sure I'd misheard --
that he liked my eyes, that he had heard someone else sigh,
or that maybe he was having a craving for french fries.
And it wasn't very easy to nonchalantly say oh, thanks
after I'd made him repeat. I kept asking
if he was sure, then waiting for a punch
line of some mean-spirited thigh-related joke.
I ran my fingers over his calf, brown and firm,
with beautiful muscles waving down the back.
It made no sense the way love makes no sense.
Then it made all the sense in the world.


Denise Duhamel


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SEASON

The season is the heart star.
What escapes now will not be remembered.
What escapes now was once thrown
Off like a shirt or saddle.
Ridden into Bethlehem to be borrowed,
Then given; this is it: the one noise,
A rock, cobalt and a book, a cow-child
Is giving us a gift.
It is the gift of an infant mind.


Jan Gibson



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WHISPERS
(dedicated to Kamau Brathwaite)


They say hurricanes begin in Africa
Have you ever heard the sigh of bones
Lining the ocean floor?
Listen carefully
And you'll come to know
That soft green sound
Like elephant grass whispering
Day after day those whispers
Warp minds in the East
Keep iron-fisted rulers
Deaf to their people's pleas
And each year
Those whispers become a deafening roar
Pent up fury of souls undead
Rejecting the whip
Breaking the chains
Seeking justice once more
Their anger pushes West
And when they are done
Lashing
They return East
To whisper some more

They say hurricanes begin in Africa


Omololá Ijeoma Ògúnyemí

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A WOMAN'S QUESTION

Do you know you have asked for the costliest thing
Ever made by the hand above?
A woman's heart, and a woman's life--
And a woman's wonderful love.

Do you know you have asked for this priceless thing
As a child might ask for a toy?
Demanding what others have died to win
With the reckless dash of a boy.

You have written my lesson of duty out,
Manlike, you have questioned me.
Now stand at the bars of my woman's soul
Until I shall question thee.

You require your mutton shall always be hot,
Your socks and your shirt be whole;
I require your heart be as true as God's stars
And as pure as His heaven your soul.

You require a cook for your mutton and beef,
I require a far greater thing;
A seamstress you're wanting for socks and shirts---
I look for a man and a king.

A king for the beautiful realm called Home,
And a man that his Maker, God,
Shall look upon as he did on the first
And say: "It is very good."

I am fair and young, but the rose may fade
From this soft young cheeck one day;
Will you love me then, 'mid the falling leaves
As you did 'mong the blossoms of May?

Is your heart an ocean so strong and true,
I may launch my all on its tide?
A loving woman finds heaven or hell
On the day she is made a bride.

I require all things that are grand and true,
All things that a man should be;
If you give this all, I would stake my life
To be all you demand of me.

If you cannot be this, a laundress and cook
You can hire and little to pay;
But a woman's heart and a woman's life
Are not to be won that way.


Lena Lathrop






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Christo

Quote from: Tink on April 30, 2007, 08:15:38 PM
Quote from: Hidrix on April 30, 2007, 04:09:48 AM
when r u gonna dance w/me? :laugh: ;)

In July when you come here and take me out!  ;D :D

for real? no f-ing way! :laugh: whoooohoooo Im dancin' :laugh: :laugh: :) :) :)



good nite princes


Good night my princess
No matter what occurs.
Ill always treasure your closeness.
The way you smile & laugh.
I adore that affectionate passion.
The one you bestow upon me.
It sends chills up my spine.
Makes me go absolutely crazy.
This desire has ignited a fire.
One that burns oh so strong.
It Lets me believe.
That all will be perfect.
As long as i have you.





Bluebell Lagoon


The sun's finally shining
Ive stopped complaining
Its easier to write
When emotions are straining
Though ease isnt moral
'Cause one mans trash
and another mans pain
Is another mans cash
But there's no more pain
and money doesn't matter
now im smiling and happy
but my heart shows to shatter
sweet and kind and
gorgeous and prime
i know that you are
one in a lifetime.



this love

The gentle touch of your porcelain skin
Releases the woman that is hidden within
The sweetness I taste from your warm kiss
Makes me soar with a heavenly bliss
You're my essential to living this life
You rid me of pain, sadness, and strife
If you even show me the slightest smile
My heart flies and flutters with graceful style
When our eyes meet, I lose all control
When I see you, I feel a rhythm in my soul
Nothing in this world could ever compare
To the love and the passion that the two of us share
This love grows stronger with each passing day
This love that causes my whole heart to sway
As you caress me, I begin to fall deep
In the madness of love, my heart you shall keep



a travel through love


The pale sking naked and soft amone that bed.
Flames of a candle nearly dead giving life to whole scene.
And she's there and he's right next to her
living a forever lasting night of a sin.
A sin called by many love,
a love described as worthless.

Those two as one,
forgetting time,
turning pain into lust.
Hearing a voice or two
followed by smiles
leading to touch.

And eyes say no more lies and
that silence giving them a meaning.
Feelings of red,
feeling of trust grand them truth,
a truth unique
as time runs not fast
in that love connected bed.

And these two as god to a dance eternal.



flirtatious

A flirtatious young girl
Beautiful as can be
Cautiously awaits
Down by the sea
Eager to
Find a handsome young man
Gathering some sun for a nice tan
Hours pass by as she waits
It soon becomes dark
Just as her dream guy arrives
Keeping her hopes up high
Loving the scent of his cologne
Mostly loving his sleek strong body
Not knowing what to say
On this fine night, she
Places her arms around his neck
Quickly to find she's found someone
Resting her head against his shoulder
Sounds of the ocean
The sky so blue
Unrevealing
Verses soon to be sang
With her mysterious lover
XIV tries before
Yielding to kiss
Many times after that, for it was not a one night-stand .


hope you like the poems tink :) .  got my hair cut today. :laugh: not very happy w/it .  good nite. :) :) :)
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tinkerbell

Quote from: Hidrix on May 01, 2007, 02:34:32 AM
Quote from: Tink on April 30, 2007, 08:15:38 PM
Quote from: Hidrix on April 30, 2007, 04:09:48 AM
when r u gonna dance w/me? :laugh: ;)

In July when you come here and take me out!  ;D :D

for real? no f-ing way! :laugh: whoooohoooo Im dancin' :laugh: :laugh: :) :) :)

Of course it is true!  :)  I never say things that I don't mean.  I must admit though, I haven't danced in a very long while, so it is very likely that I will be a total disaster on the dance floor!  ;D  Besides,  I don't even know where to go.  Perhaps your brother could recommend a few places in the nice areas of the city. :)

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Once By The Pacific


The shattered water made a misty din.
Great waves looked over others coming in,
And thought of doing something to the shore
That water never did to land before.
The clouds were low and hairy in the skies,
Like locks blown forward in the gleam of eyes.
You could not tell, and yet it looked as if
The shore was lucky in being backed by cliff,
The cliff in being backed by continent;
It looked as if a night of dark intent
Was coming, and not only a night, an age.
Someone had better be prepared for rage.
There would be more than ocean-water broken
Before God's last 'Put out the Light' was spoken.

Robert Frost


****************************************************************




Abou Ben Adhem


Awoke one night from a deep dream of peace,
And saw, within the moonlight of his room,
Making it rich, and like a lily in bloom,
An angel writing in a book of gold:-
Exceeding peace had made Ben Adhem bold,
And to the presence in the room he said,
'What writest thou?' - The vision raised its head,
And with a look made of all sweet accord,
Answered 'The names of those who love the Lord.'
'And is mine one?' said Abou. 'Nay, not so,'
Replied the angel. Abou spoke more low,
But cheerly still; and said 'I pray thee then,
Write me as one that loves his fellow-men.'

The angel wrote, and vanished. The next night
It came again with a great wakening light,
And showed the names who love of God had blessed,
And lo! Ben Adhem's name led all the rest.


Leigh Hunt


****************************************************************



Is There Any Reward?


Is there any reward?
I'm beginning to doubt it.
I am broken and bored,
Is there any reward
Reassure me, Good Lord,
And inform me about it.
Is there any reward?
I'm beginning to doubt it.


Hilaire Belloc


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Patience Taught By Nature


'O dreary life,' we cry, ' O dreary life ! '
And still the generations of the birds
Sing through our sighing, and the flocks and herds
Serenely live while we are keeping strife
With Heaven's true purpose in us, as a knife
Against which we may struggle ! Ocean girds
Unslackened the dry land, savannah-swards
Unweary sweep, hills watch unworn, and rife
Meek leaves drop yeary from the forest-trees
To show, above, the unwasted stars that pass
In their old glory: O thou God of old,
Grant me some smaller grace than comes to these !--
But so much patience as a blade of grass
Grows by, contented through the heat and cold.


Elizabeth Barrett Browning

*****************************************************************


The Lady's Yes


"Yes," I answered you last night;
"No," this morning, Sir, I say.
Colours seen by candlelight,
Will not look the same by day.

When the viols played their best,
Lamps above, and laughs below--
Love me sounded like a jest,
Fit for Yes or fit for No.

Call me false, or call me free--
Vow, whatever light may shine,
No man on your face shall see
Any grief for change on mine.

Yet the sin is on us both--
Time to dance is not to woo--
Wooer light makes fickle troth--
Scorn of me recoils on you.

Learn to win a lady's faith
Nobly, as the thing is high;
Bravely, as for life and death--
With a loyal gravity.

Lead her from the festive boards,
Point her to the starry skies,
Guard her, by your truthful words,
Pure from courtship's flatteries.

By your truth she shall be true--
Ever true, as wives of yore--
And her Yes, once said to you,
SHALL be Yes for evermore.


Elizabeth Barrett Browning

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Christo

Quote from: Tink on May 01, 2007, 08:01:26 PM
Quote from: Hidrix on May 01, 2007, 02:34:32 AM
Quote from: Tink on April 30, 2007, 08:15:38 PM
Quote from: Hidrix on April 30, 2007, 04:09:48 AM
when r u gonna dance w/me? :laugh: ;)

In July when you come here and take me out!  ;D :D

for real? no f-ing way! :laugh: whoooohoooo Im dancin' :laugh: :laugh: :) :) :)

Of course it is true!  :)  I never say things that I don't mean.  I must admit though, I haven't danced in a very long while, so it is very likely that I will be a total disaster on the dance floor!  ;D  Besides,  I don't even know where to go.  Perhaps your brother could recommend a few places in the nice areas of the city. :)

sorry. tought you were messin around :) :) :) . you aint a disaster at nothin'  that's cool, Ill teach u ;)
Ill ask him. hes always clubbin so he gotta know. :laugh:




a wish

I looked up.
I saw a shooting star,
I saw a shooting star in the dark sky.
I made a wish,
I made a wish to be with you.

I looked down.
I saw a penny,
I saw a penny on the gravel.
I made a wish,
I made a wish to be with you.

I looked to the right.
I saw birthday candles,
I saw birthday candles on a lavender cake.
I made a wish,
I made a wish to be with you.

I looked to the left.
I saw a dandelion,
I saw a dandelion on the lawn.
I made a wish,
I made a wish to be with you.

I look straight ahead.
I see you,
I see you right here in front of me.
I made a wish,
I made a wish and it came true. :)




internet love, its posible


Have I ever told you
that if I sit really still and silent,
sometimes. I like to think
I can hear your heart beating
in time with mine?

Have I ever told you
that when I watch you speak to me
through lines and cords,
and bytes and ram,
I imagine
your voice,
whispering into my ear?

Have I ever told you
that I wait out each day
in anticipation,
wanting
only an hour or two,
just a second in space and time,
to feel close to you?


Have I ever told you
that sometimes,
I will reach out,
touching your name
on this cold screen before me,
wishing
I could reach in
and pull you to me?


Have I ever told you
that there has been times,
when I ached for you,
ached for you so badly,
that the emotions overwhelmed me..
and so I sat and cried for hours?


Have I ever told you
that after the first time I heard
the sound of your voice,
thousands of miles away,
I sat up all night,
turning the conversation over and over
in my mind,
examining it,
like some newly discovered object?


Have I ever told you
that I would give everything up,
just for one night
to be able to lay near you,
to feel your chest rise and fall
with each breath you take,
just to know that you are real?


Have I ever told you
that I dream of you often,
I dream of you reaching out
and touching my hand,
simply to let me know
that you are there,
and everything is okay?

Have I ever told you?
have I still yet to tell you......
that I love you. :)




endless trance


With every precious moment
Of every single day,
My thoughts drift like the ocean,
And windy dreams make them sway.

But they always come returning
To the sweetest place of my mind,
For there my thoughts are rested
When you, in them I find.

With every little droplet
That falls down form the sky
Are as many as my thoughts of you,
For which noone can buy.

Every time I see you
My lungs forget to breathe.
You wake me from a love-struck trance.
You teach my eyes to see.

And with all the precious moments
Of all my dreaming hours,
My heart gets struck like lightning
As I gladly kneel to your loving powers.



three treasures


I find these treasures
when I look at you:
the sun, the moon,
and the ocean blue.

Your smile is the crescent moon.
Waxing or waning it matters not.
When it goes away,
my smiles stop.

Your laugh is the sun
that brightens my day.
If it stopped,
I'd feel pain.

Your voice is the ocean,
so soft and quiet.
If you ever raised it,
I would fret.

I find three treasures
when I see you,
the things I can't live without;
the sun, the ocean, and the moon.



how


you stole my heart so long ago,
leaving me helpless not knowing where to go,
my words get jumbled and my heart speeds up,
but o how I long for your touch,
I long for are first kiss,
I wait for the time when are lips first hit,
the feeling of such sweet heavenly bliss,
o what rapture, o what bliss,
each and every time that we are apart,
I feel an emptiness in my heart,
so many things happen at once leaving me helpless,
wishing I knew what to do about this,
how to react and what to say,
hoping to figure out when and which way,
how should I express these feelings to you,
how can I show you that the way I feel is true,
show you how deeply I feel towards you,
showing that these, feelings are true,
all of this is how I feel towards you.



hope u like the poems tink :) :) :) thanx 4 the advise. gotta be postive like u say. :) :) :) good nite princes.





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tinkerbell

Death


Her eyes begin to close as the tears roll to the floor.
She knows death has pranced into the room for the reason of the kiss.
She hears the moon calling as the ocean whispers her name.
She lays there,
Her hand slowly begin to grow cold.
She is torn if she should go with them or not into the deep night sky.
She decides to stop fighting them for she knows they will not leave without her tonight.
Hearing the calling of her over and over again,
She my now rest her head with ease,
As she dances into the calling of the moon,
And the ocean's soft whispers.

Caitlin E. Long


**********************************************************


life is ending

i dont think i can deal with this anymore
no love, just agony and pain
the pain makes me want to walk out the door
staying much longer will drive me insane
i realy have the desire to kill
mine is in danger even if i lie
but i would be the victim of this trill
i surelly will be the next one to die
simple, sweet just a very young woman
love again i will never really feel
i cant go through this kind of pain again
i do not have the rapid urge to heal
today is going to be my real end
always remember me, your good friend


Shelby L. Walker


**********************************************************
True Love Lost

The moonless night cupped me in its hands Without a star and only the light post to keep me company My thoughts are with you. With silence around me and only my footsteps for company My thoughts are with you. As the cool winter breeze caresses my face My thoughts are with you. As tears well up in my eyes my thoughts are with you. Dolores why did you leave me? Your body stayed but your soul went to heaven. With love in my heart I think of you.

William Meyers


**********************************************************

Death

I wish you were both here
so I could hold
the two of you
in my arms
and tell you how much
I love and miss you both.
Even though I never
got to see either
of you or hold you
in my arms, you both
meant the world to me.
I miss you even more everyday .
I lie awake every night
and wander what
you might have
looked like,
Did you have my eyes?
Your fathers smile?
How tall you would be by now?
Today would be both
of your birthdays 3-16-06
BABY BOY you would be 5 today
and my Little Girl you would be 2 today
I would have given my own life
if that would have given you a chance to survived.
The pain will never go away
but your memory will stay with me
the rest of my life .

Tina M. Brewer


**********************************************************

He Wanted More

Black and blue
is the color of my frame
Kicks and punches
from my boyfriend is to blame

Motionless on the floor
my body lays
Because he gave me
another beating today

Pain consumes my body
Blood consumes the floor
I can feel I'm slowly dying
because I cant take it anymore

I don't want to let go
but why should I hold on
I have no pride left
all my self esteem is gone

I tried to give him the world
and all I wanted to be was his wife
But I guess he wanted more from me
So he took my life

Teara S. Damons


**********************************************************

Euthanasia

Take from my hand, dear love, these opening flowers.
Afar from thee they grew, 'neath alien skies
Their stems sought light and life in humble wise,
Fed by the careless suns and vagrant showers.
But now their fate obeys the rule of ours.
They pass to airs made glorious by thine eyes.
Smit with swift joy, they breathe, in fragrant sighs,
Their souls out toward thee in their last glad hours,
Paying leal tribute to a brighter bloom.
Thus, and not other, is the giver's fate.
Through years unblest by thee, a cheerless path,
A checkered maze of common glare and gloom,
He came to know in rapture deep though late
How thou couldst brighten life and gentle death.


John Hay


**********************************************************


EUTHANASIA

Sipping herbal tea,I sensed your tension
You ask if I would pray with you this time
I knew this be the night you ask The Angel
To descend upon your sleep;Lift this cross
If I only had one wish I'd take your place
I shivered when you whispered;It was time
But true to my commitment to your plea
Tonight my love I'll engage your destiny
I must confess bemoaning for my soul
Mercy's queer temperance--Saint or sadist
And if my passion angers our Redeemer
May silence and lament be my penance
I've been told Iwill suffer for your peace
From the poison that harbored in yourbrain
Paralytic dawns,and turbid,manic dusks
Your terror was A cross I could not bare
Now my hands grasp filthy bars of steel
Much time to muse the ethics of justice
In hindsight---I would do it all again.


Frank James Ryan , Jr.


**********************************************************



Euthanasia


1) They stoop and arrogantly discuss,
Planning the way they will organise us.
Committees deciding who should be born,
And from whom their precious life will be torn!


2) We are like gods they in error surmise,
Believing the old Dragon's damning lies.
Clicking of numbers and making of slaves,
Poor humans, swiftly slipping into graves!


3) Make way for the younger, now we are told,
You are not wanted you are far too old!
And thus guilt for living is embedded,
Multitudes, life prematurely ended.


4) Wisdom oozes from our brilliant minds,
Though, you shall not murder, His Word reminds!
Slick slipping needle, plunger poison pushing!
Resist, this sealing evil from its loosing!





Andrew Du Preez



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Christo

ur sad again princes? dunno what to say. cant see u sad :(  hella sad poems.
gotta a big hug 4 u :icon_hug: :) :) :)


happy poems :)



take me to a dream


Take me to a dream
That I never dreamed of,
To a place so beautiful
That we can stay for eternity,
A dream that seems to be
More real than real life
A dream of no problems or worries.

Take me to a dream
A place for just the two of us,
Where we can express our inner
most thoughts, feelings, and emotions,
To a beautiful land where nobody
Is there but just the two of us.

Take me to a dream
A dream where I can have fun,
Where I am not being fused or abused at
Controlled or being yelled at,
To a beautiful place that I can lay at
In peace where I can think at,
Where I will have no worries
and do nothing but dream.

Take me to a dream.....




Long Distance Love


When it hurts so bad,
why does it feel so good?
I wish this all made sense,
I wish I understood.
Not having you here with me is tearing me up inside,
but I can't stop thinking about you no matter how hard I try.

You know how I feel about you,
and I know I want to spend the rest of my life with you,
but it's so hard to do when I can't even be next to you.
Why does it gotta be so complicated?

Loving you feels so right,
but at the same time,
knowing I can't have you keeps me awake at night.
I just want this to be simple,
I just want you here with me,
to look into your eyes,
be held in your arms...then I'd truly be happy.

Right now this distance between us is out of our control,
but one day soon,
I'll get what I'm wishing for. 



How Much I Care

The more I fall in love with you
The more I wish you'd love me too
You whisper little sweet nothings in my ear
Little sweet nothings I long to hear
I will love you forever more
And I will never walk out the door
I would make love to you
Anytime you asked me to.

But I am scared of what the results could be
If at anytime you walked out on me
Every breath I have taken
Has made me realize just how much I love you
And everyday that passes by
I pray you love me too.

I love you more than anything in this world
More then worlds could express
So don't let me get depressed
Tell me you really love me too
Cause I know I love you.



Then You Know

Have you ever loved someone so much
You'd wait for eternity to be with them and
each day that feeling gets stronger?
Then you know how I feel

Have you ever hurt so much it felt good?
From missing the one you love?
Then you know how I feel

Have you ever known you would be
with someone forever, until
The seas turn dry and the rocks melt from the sun?
Then you know how I feel

Have you ever had the feelings of
Happiness, excitement, and security
All at once, and it never goes away?
Then you know how I feel

Have you ever thought there was no match?
You were to be alone, To dream of a love so great . . .
And then you get it?
Then you know How I feel

Do You Feel It? Have you Felt it?
Words can't explain it, a fire burns within you,
and lasts for all time?
Then you know How I feel

There may be sacrifices,
but I'm willing to give up even more,
But only if . . .
You will return them

Then . . . You will know How I feel! 



hope u like the poems tink. dont be sad princes. :) :) :)













hey tink. hope ur doin better. :) :) :)



meeting place


I look around and I can see vast seas of green,
ripened fruits bobble in the trees, fit to burst,
and hazelnuts fall like a patter of rain.
A looking glass lake reflects the crimson sky
and mists eat up the waters edge.

Beyond the green, the stubbled chins of fields
redden in the evening sun.
A bubbling brook; effervescent and clear Rushes noisily by
and a languid breeze curls a loving hand through your
shimmering hair.

Suddenly, I am laying by your side,
and as we roll and play among the tall furrows of golden wheat,
your tinkling laughter carries far across the dusky sky.
Your beautiful eyes sparkle with the night's new moon
and linger, filled with love on mine.

I don't want to wake. I know that soon I shall have to say goodbye again.
I caress your soft skin with my fingers and lay
a tender kiss upon your rosebud lips.
I don't want to wake and leave you. I kiss your neck and hold you tight.
I don't want to go.

All of a sudden; I am staring into darkness
and I realise I have woken from my slumber.
I hear the water rushing and crashing against the ships side.
I remind myself that only a few weeks remain
until I can hold you and love you in real life again.




take my heart


Eyes on the edge to crack,
and flood the world with my tears.
Tears of love, tears of sadness.

I am here,
you are there.
But I know that we are in each others heart,
there is just no space for anything else.

Always remember that,
as the sun shines brighter each day,
as the clouds turn whiter day after day,
my love for you grows stronger still.

Being so far away is the hardest thing to do,
but I do it for our future together,
forever as one.

I love you with my heart,
I love you with my soul,
It's only you I want,
you make me a better man.

So close your eyes tight my dear,
feel my hand on yours.
You are my faerie,
the one in disguise.



moonlight


Laying here under the stars
I stare at you..
The moonlight softens your face
And you glow

Your eyes glisten ,
I hear the soft solid beat of your heart
I hold onto you
And you sigh

I study your face
The outline of your lips
They beg to be embraced
And then a kiss.

Here under the stars with you
I lose myself
My existence is changed
I become one
Together we fall in love.




open your heart


When you thought I wasn't brave enough to walk beside you
I was behind you every step of the way
Still filled with awe because of the beauty that stands before me

When you thought I was too deaf to hear your heartbeat
I didn't want to assume anything
And I was afraid to lose our friendship

When you thought I wasn't there to catch you
It was because you never gave me the chance
You never reached the bottom, you've already grabbed a branch

If you feel like you are nowhere, I too am lost
I too don't know where the road is going
Are we just going to turn around,
Or are we gonna cross each other's path?
Will we just let go of what we had
Or go to the place where love is bound?

Don't let me walk alone
I want to walk by your side
Don't let me talk of something else
It's you I want to talk with
Don't let me fall for someone else
It's you I want.t to fall in love with.


hope u like the poems tink.  :) :) :) no more tears only smiles.  good nite princes.






hey tink how you doin'?  where u at princes? :) :) :)  try to call today but no answer. :) :) :)  gotta more happy poems 4 u :) :) :)





come live w/me

Come live with me and be my love,
And we will all the pleasures prove,
That hills and valleys, dales and fields,
And all the craggy mountains yields.
There we will sit upon the rocks,
And see the shepherds feed their flocks,
By shallow river to whose falls
Melodious birds sing madrigals.

And I will make thee beds of roses
With a thousand fragrant posies,
A cap of flowers, and a kirtle
Embroidered all with leaves of myrtle;

A gown made of the finest wool
Which from our pretty lambs we pull;
Fair lined slippers for the cold,
With buckles of the purest gold;

A belt of straw and ivy buds,
With coral clasps and amber studs:
And if these pleasures may thee move,
Come live with me and be my love.



Love At First Sight

Is there such a thing as love at first sight?
That's the question I used to ask
Until I laid eyes on you.
How is it possible to feel so much for a
stranger, a passerby?
Love has no limits, no color, no time.
That's when I realized I had fallen in love -
Love at first sight. 



dream of me


"Dream of me", she said as she hung up the phone
"Dream only of me my love, and me alone"
And later that night, when his body hit the bed,
Visions of her beauty danced through his head

His first dream of her was in Rome, along the Colisseum
Dancing with the night, playing hide-and-seek with the day
The beauty of her face reflected in his eyes
Never before had he felt so happy, never before had he felt so alive

His next dream of her was paradise, it looked like Belize
There they drank Pina Coladas and lived a life of ease
The beauty of her body reflected in the sun
It was then that he knew in his heart that she was the only one

His last dream of her was the best of the three
It was a vision of the one thing that he hoped someday would be
The warmth of her body next to him, reflected in candlelight
He longed for it to be like this, each and every night

He rose from his dream in the middle of the night
Stretching out his arms and rubbing the sleep from his sight
And as he moved slowly from his bed
He stopped, and noticed on his chest, her head.



this night


Through the falling rain,
a freight train mourns.
Such is my heart,
without you,
this night.



forever


I've known you for only
a short period of time,
but I feel as if
I've known you forever.

I tremble with joy
when I think of your touch.
The feel of your hand taking mine
I want you to hold it forever.

I glow with happiness
every time I hear your voice.
I want you near me now,
I want to be with you forever.

In my dreams
My knees grow weak
in your loving arms.
I want to stay there,
I want you to hold me forever.

Still in my dreams
My body melts
with every kiss you give.
Just the thought of your lips on mine
I want you to kiss me forever.

My heart jumps
to know how much you care.
Knowing that it is so much more
I want you to love me forever.




You Are My Love

Between you and me
there's a love that has started,
so real and warmhearted,
so rich and so rare,
a feeling so glowing
it just keeps on growing,
and both of us know
it will always be there.

Between you and me
there's a love that's so treasured
it just can't be measured
or mapped or defined,
a spirit that binds us,
a pride that reminds us
that when we are together,
we are one of a kind

Between you and me
there's a once-and-for-all love,
a nice to recall love,
the best there could be,
a closeness and caring
that's so worth the sharing...
How happy it happened
between you and me! 




Distant Shores

Before we met, you and I were halves,
unjoined except in the wide rivers of our minds.
We were each other's distant shore,
the opposite wings of birds,
the other half of a shell...

We did not know each other then,
did not know our determination to keep alive
the cry of one riverbank to the other.
We were apart, yet connected
in our ignorance of each other,
like two apples sharing a common tree.....

I knew you existed
long before you understood my desire
to join my loneliness to yours.
Our paths collided long enough
for our indecision to be swallowed up
by the greater needs of love. ..

Then you came to me..
The sun surged towards the earth
and the moon escaped from darkness,
to bless the union of two spirits
so alike that your pain became my discomfort.
In the hour when I stood naked,
you were there to play the drums of life for us....

Beloved partner, keeper of my heart's darkest secrets,
clothed in summer blossoms
so the icy hands of winter
never touches us,
I thank you for your patient love....

We are the reason the world can laugh
on it's battlefields,
and rise from the ashes
of it's selfishness, to hear me say,
In this time, this place, this way,
I love you the best of all.... 


I like the last one.  u believe in halves tink? I do now :) :) :)  gotta work tommorrow again. :(   good nite princes. :)



  •  

tinkerbell

Quote from: Hidrix on May 06, 2007, 03:01:15 AM

I like the last one.  u believe in halves tink? I do now :) :) :)  gotta work tommorrow again. :(   good nite princes. :)


I did like the last one as well.  It's a beautiful poem. :)  Halves?  maybe!  why? do you?  I think that love is like rain, you always find your halve when you least expect it and at a place that you never guess. ;)  Sorry but I wasn't home.  I just had to take a few days off to be able to breathe a little.  You know the usual BS  :-\  When you come to SF, we have to go to this water fountain downtown.  You throw a penny and make a wish, and you do get what you wish for.  It is true!  I asked for something a long time ago and I did get it and so did some people I know.  They say it is blessed so we'll see. :)  Have a wonderful evening as well.


Dos en Castellano para variar:  ;)


Mi amor descubre objetos


mi amor descubre objetos
sedosas mariposas
se ocultan en sus dedos

sus palabras
me salpican de estrellas

bajo los dedos de mi amor la noche
brilla como relámpago

mi amor inventa mundos en que habitan
serpientes cuajadas de brillantes

mundos en que la música es el mundo
mundos en que las casas con los ojos abiertos
contemplan el amanecer

mi amor es un loco girasol que olvida
pedazos de sol en el silencio

Isabel Fraire


********************************************************


LOS AMOROSOS

Los amorosos callan.
El amor es el silencio más fino,
el más tembloroso, el más insoportable.
Los amorosos buscan,
los amorosos son los que abandonan,
son los que cambian, los que olvidan.
Su corazón les dice que nunca han de encontrar,
no encuentran, buscan.

Los amorosos andan como locos
porque están solos, solos, solos,
entregándose, dándose a cada rato,
llorando porque no salvan al amor.
Les preocupa el amor. Los amorosos
viven al día, no pueden hacer más, no saben.
Siempre se están yendo,
siempre, hacia alguna parte.
Esperan,
no esperan nada, pero esperan.
Saben que nunca han de encontrar.
El amor es la prórroga perpetua,
siempre el paso siguiente, el otro, el otro.
Los amorosos son los insaciables,
los que siempre ¡qué bueno! han de estar solos.

Los amorosos son la hidra del cuento.
Tienen serpientes en lugar de brazos.
Las venas del cuello se les hinchan
también como serpientes para asfixiarlos.
Los amorosos no pueden dormir
porque si se duermen se los comen los gusanos.

En la obscuridad abren los ojos
y les cae en ellos el espanto.

Encuentran alacranes bajo la sábana
y su cama flota como sobre un lago.

Los amorosos son locos, sólo locos,
sin Dios y sin diablo.

Los amorosos salen de sus cuevas
temblorosos, hambrientos,
a cazar fantasmas.
Se ríen de las gentes que lo saben todo,
de las que aman a perpetuidad, verídicamente,
de las que creen en el amor como en una lámpara de inagotable aceite.

Los amorosos juegan a coger el agua,
a tatuar el humo, a no irse.
Juegan el largo, el triste juego del amor.
Nadie ha de resignarse.
Dicen que nadie ha de resignarse.
Los amorosos se avergüenzan de toda conformación.

Vacíos, pero vacíos de una a otra costilla,
la muerte les fermenta detrás de los ojos,
y ellos caminan, lloran hasta la madrugada
en que trenes y gallos se despiden dolorosamente.

Les llega a veces un olor a tierra recién nacida,
a mujeres que duermen con la mano en el sexo, complacidas,
a arroyos de agua tierna y a cocinas.

Los amorosos se ponen a cantar entre labios
una canción no aprendida.
Y se van llorando, llorando
la hermosa vida.


Jaime Sabines


*Me gusta este ultimo; es uno de los poemas mas bellos que he escuchado.  Te gusta, Chris?  Bueno, ahora los que estan en Ingles.*

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The Summer Day


Who made the world?
Who made the swan, and the black bear?
Who made the grasshopper?
This grasshopper, I mean--
the one who has flung herself out of the grass,
the one who is eating sugar out of my hand,
who is moving her jaws back and forth instead of up and down--
who is gazing around with her enormous and complicated eyes.
Now she lifts her pale forearms and thoroughly washes her face.
Now she snaps her wings open, and floats away.
I don't know exactly what a prayer is.
I do know how to pay attention, how to fall down
into the grass, how to kneel in the grass,
how to be idle and blessed, how to stroll through the fields,
which is what I have been doing all day.
Tell me, what else should I have done?
Doesn't everything die at last, and too soon?
Tell me, what is is you plan to do
With your one wild and precious life?


Mary Oliver


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Heavenly Grass

My feet took a walk in heavenly grass.
All day while the sky shone clear as glass.
My feet took a walk in heavenly grass,
All night while the lonesome stars rolled past.
Then my feet come down to walk on earth,
And my mother cried when she give me birth.
Now my feet walk far and my feet walk fast,
But they still got an itch for heavenly grass.
But they still got an itch for heavenly grass.


Tennessee Williams

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We Are Made One with What We Touch and See

We are resolved into the supreme air,
We are made one with what we touch and see,
With our heart's blood each crimson sun is fair,
With our young lives each springimpassioned tree
Flames into green, the wildest beasts that range
The moor our kinsmen are, all life is one, and all is change.

With beat of systole and of diastole
One grand great life throbs through earth's giant heart,
And mighty waves of single Being roll
From nerveless germ to man, for we are part
Of every rock and bird and beast and hill,
One with the things that prey on us, and one with what we kill

One sacrament are consecrate, the earth
Not we alone hath passions hymeneal,
The yellow buttercups that shake for mirth
At daybreak know a pleasure not less real
Than we do, when in some freshblossoming wood
We draw the spring into our hearts, and feel that life is good

Is the light vanished from our golden sun,
Or is this daedalfashioned earth less fair,
That we are nature's heritors, and one
With every pulse of life that beats the air?
Rather new suns across the sky shall pass,
New splendour come unto the flower, new glory to the grass.

And we two lovers shall not sit afar,
Critics of nature, but the joyous sea
Shall be our raiment, and the bearded star
Shoot arrows at our pleasure! We shall be
Part of the mighty universal whole,
And through all Aeons mix and mingle with the Kosmic Soul!.

We shall be notes in that great Symphony
Whose cadence circles through the rhythmic spheres,
And all the live World's throbbing heart shall be
One with our heart, the stealthy creeping years
Have lost their terrors now, we shall not die,
The Universe itself shall be our Immortality!.


Oscar Wilde


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When I Met My Muse

I glanced at her and took my glasses
off--they were still singing. They buzzed
like a locust on the coffee table and then
ceased. Her voice belled forth, and the
sunlight bent. I felt the ceiling arch, and
knew that nails up there took a new grip
on whatever they touched. "I am your own
way of looking at things," she said. "When
you allow me to live with you, every
glance at the world around you will be
a sort of salvation." And I took her hand.


William Stafford

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God Speaks to Each of Us


God speaks to each of us before we are,
Before he's formed us then, in cloudy speech,
But only then, he speaks these words to each
And silently walks with us from the dark:

Driven by your senses, dare
To the edge of longing. Grow
Like a fire's shadowcasting glare
Behind assembled things, so you can spread
Their shapes on me as clothes.
Don't leave me bare.

Let it all happen to you: beauty and dread.
Simply go no feeling is too much
And only this way can we stay in touch.

Near here is the land
That they call Life.
You'll know when you arrive
By how real it is.

Give me your hand.


Rainer Maria Rilke



















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cindianna_jones

Tink, this last poem is quite beautiful.  It sort of carried me away for a brief moment. I like that.

Cindi
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Christo

Quote from: Tink on May 07, 2007, 12:26:50 AM

I did like the last one as well.  It's a beautiful poem. :)  Halves?  maybe!  why? do you?  I think that love is like rain, you always find your halve when you least expect it and at a place that you never guess. ;)  Sorry but I wasn't home.  I just had to take a few days off to be able to breathe a little.  You know the usual BS  :-\  When you come to SF, we have to go to this water fountain downtown.  You throw a penny and make a wish, and you do get what you wish for.  It is true!  I asked for something a long time ago and I did get it and so did some people I know.  They say it is blessed so we'll see. :)  Have a wonderful evening as well.

hey tink. :) :) :) good to see u back.  missed u. :) we gotta go to that water funtain. gotta be in frisco on july 5, my segery is 2 wks later so we gotta plenty of time to have fun.  i aint comin' back to dc until august 17.  almost 6 wks off... whoo hoo. Im dancin" :icon_dance:  my dream gotta be true ;)

more happy poems. 




ur my everything


Everytime i try to sit down and write, it always ends up being about you.
You are what runs through my pen, you are what runs through my speech, you are what runs through my head, you are my everything. You are what puts a smile on my face, and a giggle in my laugh. you are what makes my heart race, when i hear your sweet voice. you are my everything.
When i try to close my eyes at nite, you are what i'm thinking about. when i'm deep in sleep, you are what i'm dreaming about. when i awake in the morning, the thought of you are the first thing that comes to mind. you are what i think about when i start the day, and when my day ends, you are my everything.
You surround my world, you surround my life, you give meaning to my day, as i wait to hear the phone ring. you soothe and comfort me, just by talking. you make everything seem okay, you make me feel free, free to live life. You are my everything.



missing U


I miss the way you look at me
With that sexy glare,
I miss the way you think to yourself
You just sit there and stare.I miss hearing you laughing out loud
Because of the little things I do,
I miss putting my arms around you
And then you doing it too.

I miss seeing your wonderful smile
So mysterious, but so sincere,
I miss seeing you frist thing in the morning
How I wish you were here.

I miss the way you roll your eyes
Trying to be slick,
I miss getting you Orange Juice
Every time that you're sick.

I miss the way your sweat drips
When you're enjoying me,
I miss watching your face light up
While being kissed so tenderly.

I miss watching you dance in my car
Your head bouncing with the beat,
I mis you getting into the music
As we roll down the street.

I miss looking into your eyes
And saying, 'I love you',
I miss hearing you reply
'Baby, I love you too."

I'm tired of missin you
But when you finally get home,
You'll see how much you were missed
With every moan and groan.

When you get home I'll show you
What kind of mom & wife I can be,
We'll have a happy life together
Together, you and me!



to my girl

I could tell you I loved you.
I could tell you you're my life.
I could tell you that my heart cries out for u every day!
I could tell you that in my dreams there is only on person, YOU!
I could tell you that I was left outside alone until u came!But I won't because I don't think that would be enough.
Not only do I want to tell you how much I love you,
I want to show you, what u mean to me!
You are the reason I live, I bread!
You are the reason my hearts keeps going on!
The reason my heart keeps beating.
The reason my body doesn't brake down!
The reason I dream away every day!
The reason my brain stops thinking!
I never knew I could love someone as much as I love and need you.
Please know I'll never be able to love anyone as much as I love you.
You're the only one for me.
And that's the way it will always be.

I don't eat until I speak or see u!
I don't pay attention to anyone, beside u!
I don't laugh until u say a joke!
I don't think because u are the only thing I think about!

Without u, my life feels left out and lonely
Without u, my heart would be empty and incomplete.
Without u, my life stops!
Without u, everything only goes one way DOWN!

Every memory I have of you I treasure.
Every Moment I have been with u was special,
And they will always be there!
Every thought of you is wonderful.
Every Dream of u is Memorable!
Every word that u say to me is like magic.
Every kiss that u have ever gived me is like toxic poison :P

Thank you for the love you have given me.
Thank you for the sweet dreams u have given me.
Thank you for the moment u spend with me!
Thank you for the lesson of my life I will never forget.
Thank you, love of my life.


ur eyes

Your eyes are serene brown pools
just waiting to catch unwary fools
I stumbled right into your snare
and soon and only one single care
All I can do is stagger and trip
cause you have my heart in a vicegripNext comes something I just don't understand
after but a few moments we walked hand in hand
When we talked I will never forget
we confessed to one another though we had just met
Its true we had a special connection
I want to be with you without interruption
I've never felt like this, not once before
we had an instant bond that makes me crave more
I want to know you like no other
cause its like our hearts call to one another
Its true you make my heart race
I want to hold you, stroke your beautiful face
I think of your dark brown eyes every day
I love that breataking smile more then i can say
Life tries to get in the way
but this passion remains the same
If I come across too strong I am sorry
but that is just the real me



forever


Your the only one ....that makes me smile like this .....Your the only one that can make me feel like this .....every time the phone rings ....and its you .....every time i hear your voice i want to faint ....i feel like nothing can stop me now .....because im with you ....i love you baby ....nothing can change that ....its u and me forever .....forever till the end .....you are my man ....nothing will make me change my mind ........i love you now ....i love you forever .....my heart is strong ...it will always beat .....as long as your with me .....ill forever live .....ill love you untill the end ...past death and beyond ......baby i love you .....i hope you love me to ....your all i ever think about ...each and ever day ...i look out into space .....all i can c are your big brown eyes .....how i long ....i prey for that day ...that i get to see you again .....its almost as if .....I cant say ....its something inside you that makes me smile .....i love the way you look at me ....your smile brightins my life ....i can never say no to u ....it kills me inside ....i wanna see you again ....ive waited a while .....i have parents that dont kno what your like .....i cant seem to find ..the words that can describe ....the way that i feel about you .....its almost as if ...ive died and gone to heaven ....but this feelin must be better than that ....i never want a broken heart ....not from you ...please never start ...i have the thaught that we might part .....i love you so ....and i need to hear that from you ....that we will stay together ....forever ....


hope u like the poems princess :) :) :)  good nite tink :)







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tinkerbell

Quote from: Hidrix on May 07, 2007, 03:25:04 AM
hey tink. :) :) :) good to see u back.  missed u. :) we gotta go to that water funtain. gotta be in frisco on july 5, my segery is 2 wks later so we gotta plenty of time to have fun.  i aint comin' back to dc until august 17.  almost 6 wks off... whoo hoo. Im dancin" :icon_dance:  my dream gotta be true ;)

Did you miss me? I know you did.  LOL  ;D :D  Wow, so you're going to be here two weeks prior to your surgery?  That's great.  It appears that you will indeed have a long vacation here.  Well, San Francisco is a beautiful city and there are many places to go, restaurants to eat, shows to see, etc.  Unfortunately as I said before, I am not very familiar with the club scene, so I really don't know where we could go, so don't forget to ask your brother.  Hopefully it will be in the nicer areas of the city and not by the piers or the Tenderloin.  LOL ;) Yes, the water fountain, as I said, is located downtown so we definitely have to go there.  I will wish for a million dollars and see if I win the lottery that week. ;D


Monet's Waterlillies


Today as the news from Selma and Saigon
poisons the air like fallout,
I come again to see
the serene, great picture that I love.

Here space and time exist in light
the eye like the eye of faith believes.
The seen, the known
dissolve in iridescence, become
illusive flesh of light
that was not, was, forever is.

O light beheld as through refracting tears.
Here is the aura of that world
each of us has lost.
Here is the shadow of its joy.

Robert Hayden

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Soledad


Naked, he lies in the blinded room
chainsmoking, cradled by drugs, by jazz
as never by any lover's cradling flesh.

Miles Davis coolly blows for him:
O pena negra, sensual Flamenco blues;
the red clay foxfire voice of Lady Day

(lady of the pure black magnolias)
sobsings her sorrow and loss and fare you well,
dryweeps the pain his treacherous jailers

have released him from for a while.
His fears and his unfinished self
await him down in the anywhere streets.

He hides on the dark side of the moon,
takes refuge in a stained-glass cell,
flies to a clockless country of crystal.

Only the ghost of Lady Day knows where
he is. Only the music. And he swings
oh swings: beyond complete immortal now.

Robert Hayden


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What if


Last night, while I lay thinking here,
some Whatifs crawled inside my ear
and pranced and partied all night long
and sang their same old Whatif song:
Whatif I'm dumb in school?
Whatif they've closed the swimming pool?
Whatif I get beat up?
Whatif there's poison in my cup?
Whatif I start to cry?
Whatif I get sick and die?
Whatif I flunk that test?
Whatif green hair grows on my chest?
Whatif nobody likes me?
Whatif a bolt of lightning strikes me?
Whatif I don't grow talle?
Whatif my head starts getting smaller?
Whatif the fish won't bite?
Whatif the wind tears up my kite?
Whatif they start a war?
Whatif my parents get divorced?
Whatif the bus is late?
Whatif my teeth don't grow in straight?
Whatif I tear my pants?
Whatif I never learn to dance?
Everything seems well, and then
the nighttime Whatifs strike again!

Shel Silverstein

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When You Are Old


When you are old and grey and full of sleep,
And nodding by the fire, take down this book,
And slowly read, and dream of the soft look
Your eyes had once, and of their shadows deep;

How many loved your moments of glad grace,
And loved your beauty with love false or true,
But one man loved the pilgrim Soul in you,
And loved the sorrows of your changing face;

And bending down beside the glowing bars,
Murmur, a little sadly, how Love fled
And paced upon the mountains overhead
And hid his face amid a crowd of stars.


William Butler Yeats

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A Girl's Garden


A NEIGHBOR of mine in the village
Likes to tell how one spring
When she was a girl on the farm, she did
A childlike thing.

One day she asked her father
To give her a garden plot
To plant and tend and reap herself,
And he said, "Why not?"

In casting about for a corner
He thought of an idle bit
Of walled-off ground where a shop had stood,
And he said, "Just it."

And he said, "That ought to make you
An ideal one-girl farm,
And give you a chance to put some strength
On your slim-jim arm."

It was not enough of a garden,
Her father said, to plough;
So she had to work it all by hand,
But she don't mind now.

She wheeled the dung in the wheelbarrow
Along a stretch of road;
But she always ran away and left
Her not-nice load.

And hid from anyone passing.
And then she begged the seed.
She says she thinks she planted one
Of all things but weed.

A hill each of potatoes,
Radishes, lettuce, peas,
Tomatoes, beets, beans, pumpkins, corn,
And even fruit trees

And yes, she has long mistrusted
That a cider apple tree
In bearing there to-day is hers,
Or at least may be.

Her crop was a miscellany
When all was said and done,
A little bit of everything,
A great deal of none.

Now when she sees in the village
How village things go,
Just when it seems to come in right,
She says, "I know!

It's as when I was a farmer--"
Oh, never by way of advice!
And she never sins by telling the tale
To the same person twice.


Robert Frost

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Love and a Question


A stranger came to the door at eve,
And he spoke the bridegroom fair.
He bore a green-white stick in his hand,
And, for all burden, care.
He asked with the eyes more than the lips
For a shelter for the night,
And he turned and looked at the road afar
Without a window light.

The bridegroom came forth into the porch
With, 'Let us look at the sky,
And question what of the night to be,
Stranger, you and I.'
The woodbine leaves littered the yard,
The woodbine berries were blue,
Autumn, yes, winter was in the wind;
'Stranger, I wish I knew.'

Within, the bride in the dusk alone
Bent over the open fire,
Her face rose-red with the glowing coal
And the thought of the heart's desire.

The bridegroom looked at the weary road,
Yet saw but her within,
And wished her heart in a case of gold
And pinned with a silver pin.

The bridegroom thought it little to give
A dole of bread, a purse,
A heartfelt prayer for the poor of God,
Or for the rich a curse;

But whether or not a man was asked
To mar the love of two
By harboring woe in the bridal house,
The bridegroom wished he knew.

Robert Frost
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katia

If Only
by Peter Mclaughlin

If only I could make you see
how much you mean to me
If only I could make you see
how special you make me feel

If only I could make you see
how perfect you are to me
If only I could make you see
how loving you does feel

If only I could make you see
how much you make me smile
If only I could make you see
how much I want you to be mine

If only I could make you see
that my love for you is real
If only I could make you see
that this is like a dream

If only you could make me see
that you are really real
If only you could make me see
that this is not just a dream

If only you could see these things through my eyes and mind
If only you could feel these things through my heart and soul

If All these Ifs may come true
you would finally see
that you're really meant for me
my endless love to be.
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Christo

Quote from: Tink on May 07, 2007, 06:36:47 PM

Did you miss me? I know you did.  LOL  ;D :D  Wow, so you're going to be here two weeks prior to your surgery?  That's great.  It appears that you will indeed have a long vacation here.  Well, San Francisco is a beautiful city and there are many places to go, restaurants to eat, shows to see, etc.  Unfortunately as I said before, I am not very familiar with the club scene, so I really don't know where we could go, so don't forget to ask your brother.  Hopefully it will be in the nicer areas of the city and not by the piers or the Tenderloin.  LOL ;) Yes, the water fountain, as I said, is located downtown so we definitely have to go there.  I will wish for a million dollars and see if I win the lottery that week. ;D

:laugh: yea I missed u .  gotta ask my bro next time I talk to him.  I got a wish 4 the funtain to but ain't tellin'. :laugh:  cant wait :) :) :)



power of roses


The symbol of love
Heavenly and pure
Elegantly captivating

Pleasant and luscious
Overflowing with desire
Well meaning and good natured
Eloquent yet flattering
Radiantly beautiful

Original yet popular
Fragile and delicate

Remarkable beyond comparison
Old fashioned yet modern
So complete and flawless
Enjoyment and passionate
So..... perfect




Kissing You In The Rain

The bus was late, and I panicked
I didn't want to keep you waiting
When it arrived I sat down and phased out
Your beauty exceeded my imagination
I smiled to myself as I nodded

Looking through my phone at your pictures
Reading those mushy text messages from you
I thought to myself about how lucky I am
Finding the right girl, finding love again

Time had passed and I was caught in daydreams
I didn't notice the rain tapping at the window
It was pouring harder as I being to concentrate
The awful weather wouldn't stop my adventures
A boy on a mission to make dreams come true

As I got off the bus I felt the rain hitting me
I ran for cover but it was too late, I was soaked
There you were, waiting for me in the shelter
You smiled at me and I knew it made you happy

I was wet, but you still hugged me tightly
Pushing me back into the rain you kissed me
It was the most magical feeling for us both
Holding your hands and kissing your lips
The rain poured down on us, but we didn't care

It was love, it was the feeling we longed for
Together in the rain, forever inseparable.




our journey of love


Hold you by your heart and drag you to mine like two mindless fools ready to fight time.

The imposible happening; the love mind blowing;

Time seemingly on vacation or at home from work because it's ill.

You and I roam the unknown and make a home in the ruins of distance and spread our passions despite resistance.

Leaving me at the end then running your life into my life we're ready again.

Feeling to feeling you take away certain pieces of my life that have to be removed and run your life into me making me new.

Our love only momentarily on pause as our journey has left us breathless then we're on the road again.




the search


The touch of your skin
and your hair in my face
Your breath on my neck
no one could ever replace
The curve of your shape
and the look in your eyes
The smile on your lips
when you get a surprise
The sound of your laugh
with our fingers entwined
Everything I ever wanted
in love with you I find
The warmth of your body
close pushed into mine
Just being around you
makes this whole world fine
Looking into your eyes
I know that it is finally true
The long search is almost over
all I ever wanted was you.



peacefully immortal


I discovered peace in your catacombs
and slowly, passionately devoured our secret religion.
with a candle that burned an essence, I inhaled
I lit the hidden passageways to your soul.

I recited passages that were written in our recollection
and as a savage I devoured your forbidden fruit;
thirsting for your crucifix helped my search for redemption,
I began searching for clues to your hidden roots.

The whispers your voice sang destroyed my hatred
I was baptized with the kiss, the tender look in your eyes,
and defined our touch as sacred.
passion in monastery was revived

Like a monk I studied our bond diligently.
To the outside world; me and you, a simple peace
but in our universe mother earth and father times bond was no different.
Our bible we interpreted unique.

I revisited the pages of your heart daily
rewriting history with the study of our time.
Our love David.
Their hate Goliath.

We threw a pebble inscribed
"Love is a weapon".
Goliath never stood a chance.

I celebrated victory drinking from the fountain of your nudity
and we laid intertwined.
for that moment I was truly, peacefully immortal



If I thought you were sexy
Would you give me one more time?


I love you so much
It can't be defined.
If I thought you were sexy
Would that change your mind?

I have let myself get so entwined.
Your life is mine
And it won't be left behind
I can't live without
You by my side

If I thought you were sexy
Would that change your mind?

The way you say hi
The way you smile and say bye
The way you look at me with your eyes
I know I will love you until I die
I love you so much
It can't be defined.
If I thought you were sexy
Would that change your mind?

I know you're not mine
but what you have
Is beauty that is undefined.
You were brought to me
From the Divine
One day there will be a time
I hold you way above my shrine

If I thought you were sexy
Would you give me one more time?




hope u like the poems tink :) :) :) Im dancin' cuz I talk 2 u today :icon_dance:  good nite princes. :)



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tinkerbell

Quote from: Hidrix on May 08, 2007, 03:59:52 AM
:laugh: yea I missed u .  gotta ask my bro next time I talk to him.  I got a wish 4 the funtain to but ain't tellin'. :laugh:  cant wait :) :) :)


hope u like the poems tink :) :) :) Im dancin' cuz I talk 2 u today :icon_dance:  good nite princes. :)



I'm dancing too...LOL  you are funny and rather contagious with your motto there!  :D ;D  Yes, I have never told you, but I do love all the poems you post.  I must admit, though, that it took a bit of getting used to if you know what I mean, but I have learned to enjoy them very much.  Thank you for being there for me, for your PM's and your calls.  They mean a lot to me. :)



Petals

Life is a stream
On which we strew
Petal by petal the flower of our heart;
The end lost in dream,
They float past our view,
We only watch their glad, early start.

Freighted with hope,
Crimsoned with joy,
We scatter the leaves of our opening rose;
Their widening scope,
Their distant employ,
We never shall know. And the stream as it flows
Sweeps them away,
Each one is gone
Ever beyond into infinite ways.
We alone stay
While years hurry on,
The flower fared forth, though its fragrance still stays.

Amy Lowell

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When You Are Old

When you are old and gray and full of sleep,
And nodding by the fire, take down this book,
And slowly read, and dream of the soft look
Your eyes had once, and of their shadows deep;

How many loved your moments of glad grace,
And loved your beauty with love false or true;
But one man loved the pilgrim soul in you,
And loved the sorrows of your changing face.

And bending down beside the glowing bars
Murmur, a little sadly, how love fled
And paced upon the mountains overhead
And his face amid a crowd of stars.

W. B. Yeats


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THE BIG HEART

"Too many things are occurring for even a big heart to hold."
From an essay by W. B. Yeats

Big heart,
wide as a watermelon,
but wise as birth,
there is so much abundance
in the people I have:
Max, Lois, Joe, Louise,
Joan, Marie, Dawn,
Arlene, Father Dunne,
and all in their short lives
give to me repeatedly,
in the way the sea
places its many fingers on the shore,
again and again
and they know me,
they help me unravel,
they listen with ears made of conch shells,
they speak back with the wine of the best region.
They are my staff.
They comfort me.

They hear how
the artery of my soul has been severed
and soul is spurting out upon them,
bleeding on them,
messing up their clothes,
dirtying their shoes.
And God is filling me,
though there are times of doubt
as hollow as the Grand Canyon,
still God is filling me.
He is giving me the thoughts of dogs,
the spider in its intricate web,
the sun
in all its amazement,
and a slain ram
that is the glory,
the mystery of great cost,
and my heart,
which is very big,
I promise it is very large,
a monster of sorts,
takes it all in--
all in comes the fury of love.


Anne Sexton

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somewhere i have never travelled

somewhere i have never travelled, gladly beyond
any experience, your eyes have their silence:
in your most frail gesture are things which enclose me,
or which i cannot touch because they are too near

your slightest look easily will unclose me
though i have closed myself as fingers,
you open always petal by petal myself as Spring opens
(touching skilfully, mysteriously) her first rose

or if your wish be to close me, i and
my life will shut very beautifully, suddenly,
as when the heart of this flower imagines
the snow carefully everywhere descending;

nothing which we are to perceive in this world equals
the power of your intense fragility: whose texture
compels me with the colour of its countries,
rendering death and forever with each breathing

(i do not know what it is about you that closes
and opens; only something in me understands
the voice of your eyes is deeper than all roses)
nobody, not even the rain, has such small hands


e. e. cummings




and this is for us.  :)  what the heck, right? ;)


Akon - nobody wants to see us together



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Christo

Quote from: Tink on May 08, 2007, 06:22:56 PM

I'm dancing too...LOL  you are funny and rather contagious with your motto there!  :D ;D  Yes, I have never told you, but I do love all the poems you post.  I must admit, though, that it took a bit of getting used to if you know what I mean, but I have learned to enjoy them very much.  Thank you for being there for me, for your PM's and your calls.  They mean a lot to me. :)


and this is for us.  :)  what the heck, right? ;)


Akon - nobody wants to see us together



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oh man it cant be, I gotta be dreamin, wtf? :laugh: :icon_dance: :icon_dance: :laugh: whooohoooo Im dancin' haha!   whoaaa! damn I gotta be dreamin'  :laugh:
thanx 4 the song tink.  thanx  princes :) :) :) :icon_hug:


you

Since you came into my life I have felt happiness unlike any I've ever felt before. You've chased away the dark times and sad times that has been such a big part of life up to this point and filled a dark void in my heart with a feeling of peace and deep love. You have shown me that life can be full of surprises and excitement instead of loneliness and boredom. I love you so much, and I want to spend the last days looking at your beautiful.
Forever and Always I LOVE YOU.


so in love

time seems
to slow when we are apart
a minute quite like an hour
a day like an eternity
and yet
when side by side
no matter how long we staye together
it never seemes enough
i could spend hours
just looking in your eyes
those irredescent pools
i could see eternity in
just content
sitting beside you on the couch
listening to you talk
about nothing in particular
saying words with no meaning
yet making such perfect sense to me
just being with you
even doing nothing
seems like the most natural thing in the world
holding your hand
a feeling i could never get enough of
kissing you
getting that exhilirating high
that only you can make me feel
and you lying in my arms
the place where i know you belong
are truly one on my lifes happiness
so i say to you
the most beautiful flower
in the garden of my existense..
if you ever go
away from me
my only prayer
my only plea
my only wish
is that you take me with you
my love




with you

With you,
I hope to stay forever,
and for our love to last eternity.
With you,
my blood rushes through my veins,
running like a racehorse.
With you,
kisses so tender and sweet,
i lay in your arms always.
Wit you,
the touch never stops,
the caressing makes my heart beat.
With you,
all my worries and my fears disappear,
i come to think clearly.
With you,
our love will last forever,
i know we'll come together.
With you,
i know whom i will always be,
With you!



because of you

Each day I wake and see you there,
I watch you breathe and stroke your hair.
You rustle oh so peacefully,
for somehow you can sense it's me.

Slip out of bed, and have my cup,
of coffee trying to wake up.
Down to the den to my old chair,
and ponder while I'm sitting there.

Why has my life so changed with you?
My every hope and dream come true.
Simple fate or just pure chance?
I don't believe in happenstance.

A greater power, much stronger than,
any power known to man.
Has brought me you, down from the sky.
and to this day I don't know why.

But "Because of You" I feel complete,
a happiness I can't retreat.
You've brought new meaning to my life,
I thank the Lord for you my Wife.

You make me proud, by compliment,
my smallest task or non-event.
A man should feel this way I sense,
yet so few do in self defense.

Much wasted time has passed before,
in days an empty pointless score.
But "Because of You" and all you give,
I now have purpose, Now I live.

My vow to you Princess Delight,
to love your soul each day and night.
Not take for granted your gift of love,
forsake reward from God above.

Forever thankful through and through,
a blessed man, "Because of You"



sitting here

Sitting here alone
Anxiously waiting the next time I talk to you
Missing your jokes your laugh, your smile
Missing everything we ever were
Never realized I would have missed YOU
Didn't think I did
Until we talked again
Then seeing your face
I am still so drawn to you
I cannot explain it
It's a feeling deep inside me
Craving your affection, your lips, your touch
I am trying to fight it
But common sense cannot curb it
Around you I become that girl from the past
The one I thought was gone forever
I tried so hard to forget
In an instant all the memories came flooding back
And I sit here wishing I could be in your arms tonight.



still crazy

it seems crazy to state
that you arent on my mind
crazy
to say i dont miss you at all
even crazier still
to say i dont think of you (i do)
the truth is
in my meek defense
i say those words
i think those thoughts
in the crazy hope
that you would leave my mind
get out of my broken heart
and leave me with some peace
but can i say this?
in this un crazy
lucid interval of mine?
the real truth is
that im still a crazy old fool
still
CRAZY in love with you.
and even though all thats left of you
are these memories
and this shattered heart of mine
but this pain
is all thats left
of what once was US
and i know
itd be the most CRAZIEST thing of all
to let you
my one true love
go.



hope u like the poems tink :) :) :) thanx 4 the song.  good nice princess I <3 U :)


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tinkerbell

Quote from: Hidrix on May 09, 2007, 03:22:04 AM

oh man it cant be, I gotta be dreamin, wtf? :laugh: :icon_dance: :icon_dance: :laugh: whooohoooo Im dancin' haha!   whoaaa! damn I gotta be dreamin'  :laugh:
thanx 4 the song tink.  thanx  princes :) :) :) :icon_hug:


hope u like the poems tink :) :) :) thanx 4 the song.  good nice princess I <3 U :)


*giggles* You're funny!  ;D  I'm kind of dancing too! LOL   No more sad poetry for....let's hope.....forever, and I owe it mostly to you.  Thank you, Chris.  :)


Look at what I found!  ;)




How Will You Kiss?


Lilt me your lips,
our lost breath intermingling.

Synchronize our silence
as lazy hours ease by.

Waft cocoa, hazelnut, cinnamon,
scents around me.

Tremble with me
in paralyzing pauses.

I may no longer breathe
without breathing you.


Judith Pordon

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The Sweet Sound Of Bees

Could you love a bee
that buzzed, tickled your ear,
brought tiny legs up to lips,
while amber honey dripped
down your breast?
And if he followed it there
carried it down
to the place where you open
like flowers, clear petals. If wings
grew tongues, and he said
you were enough
the very essence of you
that he could live, grow
in the sweet sugar of your hip.

Would you then turn and walk away?
Say he is not a man with legs,
speak of spiders or ants
who would deny you both a place.
What if these were not reasons
just something you said,
for the hum had grown so sweet,
you realized an ability to sting.


T. E. Ballard


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NO ONE MUST KNOW


You lean to my side
tickling my desires.

Below my clothes
I quiver in infinities.

Others lean towards us.
Do they sense

your exhale is my inhale,
your out, my in?

We sit motionless
but betray ourselves,

glancing around
to see if anyone is looking.


Judith Pordon

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AMANTE

A waterfall of hair
cascades
down your shoulders.

Silence breathes us,
butterflies
in our hands.

Our dinners
half eaten
packed for later.

A five star meal
relished
on our warm spines.

While we languish
on rented sheets.
No bickering moments,

dismal doubts,
or monotonous chores
shudder our cloistered moments.

Eternity is not
a diamond ring.
It is here.


Grace Ezequiel

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Ghazal

You with the dark burly hair and the breathtaking eyes,
your inquiring glance that leaves me undone.

Eyes that pierce and then withdraw like a blood-stained sword,
eyes with dagger lashes!
Zealots, you are mistaken - this is heaven.

Never mind those making promises of the afterlife:
join us now, righteous friends, in this intoxication.

Never mind the path to the Kaabah: sanctity resides in the heart.
Squander your life, suffer! God is right here.

Oh excruciating face! Continual light!
This is where I am thrilled, here, right here.

There is no book anywhere on the matter.
Only as soon as I see you do I understand.

If you wish to offer your beauty to God, give Zebunisso
a taste. Awaiting the tiniest morsel, she is right here.


Zebunisso

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LOVE IS ENOUGH

Love is enough: though the world be a-waning,
And the woods have no voice but the voice of complaining,
Though the skies be too dark for dim eyes to discover
The gold-cups and daisies fair blooming thereunder,
Though the hills be held shadows, and the sea a dark wonder,
And this day draw a veil over all deeds passed over,
Yet their hands shall not tremble, their feet shall not falter:
The void shall not weary, the fear shall not alter
These lips and these eyes of the loved and the lover.


William Morris


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Psalm 183
 
Pardon me if I seem to cop an attitude
But the attitude is one of worship
And is, I think, sincere.
My heart swells
against the prison of my ribs
And grows to keep my lungs from seeking air.
Still the breath is not pushed out
By such a simple force as pride
But by the glory of my dreaming
That I might, perhaps, be loved
By you.
 
Pardon me if I'm moved to endless chatter
But I fear that the beauty of the silence,
As I watch your distant eyes
Caress the words I have arranged
As atonement, on the page, as sacrifice,
Might cause my soul to rise
Above this flesh
And leave inert these hands
With which I spell these prayers
Against your thighs.
 
Pardon me;
I burden you with too much honour.
I know you are no goddess,
Simply human,
Still alive.
The others who I prayed would love me
Ran,
Or else I was the one to run.
And yet their cracked reflections
Howl to me from pools of molten glass
Within my hidden pantheon.
I know you've missed perfection,
But your quirks and flaws
Are not personal betrayals,
But are the marks left
By the kiss of angels,
Allowing you to live within
This far too real world.
 
Pardon me if these songs of praise defile you
But I'll try to keep my hosannahs
To a quiet whisper,
And try, as I stroke your face,
Not to inscribe the Holy Name upon your brow,
Not to believe that you are both
Creator and Creation
And that you, therefore,
Must obey my will.
For as I rest
My head upon your shoulder
My lips against your throat,
I read your pulse as the rhythm
Of the rushing of the waves,
Your breaths as the passage
Of clouds against a bright and empty sky,
The gentle motion of your breasts
As the soft processional of continents,
As, within this dark and silent world,
We define
A temporary world of our own.

Joseph Zitt



I like the last one!  ;)  Take care of yourself, Chris, and stay blessed kitty cat!


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