Sometimes there is poetry. Sometimes the words flow to their own rhythm.
Don’t know if this is the right direction. And it hurts like I’ve been here before. Walking till there’s separation. Between my heart and yours. These steps have so much history. I don’t know how I could forget. Having me was just a game. A trifle devil’s bet. Possibilities of love. Kisses laced with death. Was… Read More Pacing
Look a here, on the day I decide to stop playing hermit and try to catch up with y’all, I find out it was World Poetry Day. Why no Goggle doodle? Hmmm? I have two more time zones till the 21st is over in the US. I need no excuse but it seems like a great… Read More The Poet Of Indecision Speaks
smile to smile touch to touch tender moments connecting distant stars you brush me like a whisper and your kiss sir leaves me wonder how you knew what i needed i’m dreaming in stop motion paintings colors swirling making pictures breaking rules trembling lips anxious how do i say i love you? when? should words pause this dance? or let silence crush the bud? ♥♥♥♥ Go… Read More A Muse Muses About Love
we’ll hold hands, we’ll flirt a little we’ll laugh at our own silliness and forget the rest of the world then you’ll kiss me ’cause you know that I can’t say no and i’ll start my crazy dreaming forgetting that you’re my friend and i’ll try so very hard not to get lost ~ excerpt… Read More Now You Know
Love Is Calling Love is calling. I’m daydreaming Of your kisses and whispers In my ear telling me Stay inside. When the rain makes it so. We’ll play. Love is calling. No matter the desire to fight. I’m falling into your eyes. Floating in your arms, Overwhelmed by your love. Heaven is your smile. You,… Read More Not A Random Call
This time last year Filled with devotion and folly. Knowing possibility Trembled on borrowed time. I jumped anyway. Heart first. No room for safety. Hoping not to crash. Knowing it was inevitable. Wanting blood from a rock. I got scars holding you. An earful of promise. A heap of I’ll do better Melted in the salt… Read More Love Needs Warning Labels
The most beautiful thing that could happen to me? I never see you again. Because to see you Is to want you. Wanting you makes me want to die. And dying would be better Than watching you not see me everyday. And next when our eyes don’t meet I’ll try to turn my heart off… Read More If I Never
~excerpt from When We Love by G.Hood Was it good to the last drop? This completes my campaign against the icks of Valentine’s Day. Well maybe it wasn’t a campaign but a nifty idea. I hope you enjoyed. Check out the other brews. Related Articles: Bring On The Love! The Flower’s Eye this is how… Read More When It’s Right
As I already mentioned to Kozo, I’m slow to this peaceful movement. I wrote this poem many years ago. Depending on your perspective, you may understand why it brings me peace. I’m not sneaking in. I know I missed the January post deadline. My intention was more about posting when the right moment presented itself.… Read More A Peaceful Goodbye
I don’t have an issue with skeletons of changing seasons Naked branches drive my gratitude for the lush bloom now at rest But this view… This pocket of life strangled by ignorance If I told you to guess the location You would swear it a city-scape Another day in the life of the Big… Read More If You Can’t See What I Can See
Before we begin, let the record state that I didn’t authorize a funeral. But my loved ones are oft absent-minded and stubborn. Since they have flummoxed my plans—my ashes should be scattered in Manhattan, London, Egypt, and Paris—I hope my words make it to you intact. Although knowing some people, they will change this as well. Here goes…… Read More In My Mind, It’s Still You And Me
Stupid idealist, phantom pleasure, you’re of no use to me. Picturing a lover’s eyes makes my head spin, not in a lovesick way, but in a ‘fool why are you still driving yourself mad with delusions of grandeur?’ sort of way. My window of opportunity…was never open very wide or for too long. Painfully I… Read More Goodnight Visionaire
waking up to your arms wrapped around me the softness of your lips the strength of your body the way you love me loving you your laughter how you disarm me with that smile when you take control when I lead and you follow the idea of you, because right now all you are is… Read More I Love
We take turns. Don’t acknowledge truths. Silence burns. Moving through our lives As two fixed points. Love only in private orbits. A never-ending tale. This Last Every time, Is now. Faces change. Heart remains. Take what you need. Binding soul in chains To this place called longing. Always in the shadows of the other. The unattainable perfect… Read More (What’s So) Merry (About This) Go Round?
Picture the one person in the world you really wish were reading your blog. Write her or him a letter. For My Audience Of One *Silent Greeting, For That is My Heart At This Moment* Why do I get your attention cafeteria style? How many go rounds till you serve me? Here I come. Oh… Read More Can I Have Your Attention?
Daily Prompt: Coming To a Bookshelf Near You Write a summary of the book you’ve always wanted to write for the back cover of its dust jacket. You can’t put your finger on God’s plan. Sometimes an act of defiance brings you closer to destiny. I have made my decision. I’m walking away. My creator stands with arms… Read More Thou Art With Me
I’m where I should be anyway. But at the end of the day Can’t make sense of where I tread. My path is always winding About the division where I rest my head. And Why I can’t do right. Don’t bother to ask. Going to paradise to find heaven within me. To find that which… Read More Reverse
I love today’s prompt. Won’t you share you’re favorite song? Interestingly enough, I seemed to have invoked the power of Intuu* (thanks for that great word rarasaur) as I wrote to myself last night… ALWAYS SOUNDS BETTER IN A SONG Listening to Alicia, yeah I’m in that kind of mood. I’m always singing about waiting for… Read More It’s Becoming Something That’s Impossible To Ignore, And I Can’t Take It
I have our soundtrack But I keep giving the songs away You’re not here Why should the music go to waste? I have the perfect words And I commit them to paper I want to remember when I had hope in your arrival There are places I want to take you I may just end… Read More Feeling Some Kinda Way
Blue wasn’t always my favorite color but it followed me. It activated my thoughts in the morning. Cool indigo and sparse dandelion teased me as they peaked out over the roofs of buildings. I wouldn’t see or notice that sky again till recess. Brick red was more like gritty brown on the wall that separated my view. The black… Read More The Following
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