Category Archives: Contemporary Poets
In the forest we see many things As we step along we hear many things Our Aura enlarges We see more, we hear more We feel more The cracking twig stabs us with fear Yet we do not run We have … Continue reading
I return to Old Wisdom It seems fresh I return to my footsteps They are still there Praise God I am not alone This world would be too hard The waters pour life into us We need only to … Continue reading
Wake now Noel, to a man baring a gift like none ever received, Ready yourself Marie, it will take time to receive. As your name Mirassou carries thee for the life of Lani’s gifts, need time to be given Heather.
I love you like, a rainbow that stretches across the sky and has a pot of gold waiting at the end of it. I love you like, the midnight sky in Lake Tahoe and the stars you can almost touch … Continue reading
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From childhood I have not taken my sorrow I could not awaken my heart To joy at the same tone All I loved I loved alone
Be alive in everything. Now go paint the rain. Continue reading
Leave the mundane and familiar Let your mind, body, and soul Invigorate you Leave a watermark or tattoo
Take me to the ocean Bring the leaping sun Daybreak is full of diamonds Dancing swelling tides Make me want to write
October is a beggar Knocking on doors Snatching golden leaves In Autumn
Laughter echoing in the country You pluck the Autumn
Disillusioned Smoking cigarettes drunk at 3: a.m. Spinning into nothingness With whiskey drunks Hookers walk the strange yellow streets Women who fear intimacy Or falling in love depraved Depressed mannequins are consumed Guilt and shame asunder They dance in their … Continue reading
Love is ripening tender-taken breasts.
In a circus A hurricane designed By a drunken god Extravagant hearts Blow up again In a rampage
My past is but a dream. My present an insatiable appetite for life. My future pre-determined and out of sight. Oh but to be young again, to begin again, to find me again. Who would I aspire to be? Through … Continue reading
Just today I put on my hearing aids and was hypnotized by the sight and sounds of the earth. I heard black birds mating calls, I heard a dribbling creek, I heard my mom call my name, I could hear … Continue reading
Open up you rain The summer is sweet thickened mud My knees are bowed Beneath the broken wind Heaven rises Kicking the giant fallen sun Open up you rain The summer is sweet thickened mud
As the Earth hangs unstrung The sun begins to weep The wandering outline of the sky Is slackened into a fountain Fading into eventide
The forest is dark by night it’s been swallowed all things mysterious all sounds hallowed. Nature’s nocturnal all life’s gathered here although all movements are ghostly there is nothing to fear out here. Dark mythical arms hide the moon dawn … Continue reading
My dying spirit Spirals out of control Working my bloody Body to the bone You ask too much too bare I resent you for lying in despair Balance does not exist Only terror on the edge A vicious wrath begins … Continue reading
When marionettes are dancing and prancing, voracious appetites are searching. Tumbling, fumbling and mumbling. Blackouts imminent, guilty pleasures abide, pick-up artists catch befallen angels and pick up the pieces as morning arrives.
Wonder amorously Blood brimming Wilderness vessel Every droplet wet Chaste with soul Hips become fierce Thighs become fiery Thrusting,pumping and springing Chasms burst Your glorious spring cascades
Embroidered ivory mountains flowing tipped waterfalls and melodious violet fields. A thousand madrigals and fragrant Myrtle groves. The rivers and streams sing sweet rapture symphonies. As the celestial hidden skies hover, Venus, charms a quivering goddess sighs.
How dare mutest thee heaven’s sanctity. Now them hast deep spirits quickening breath. A vision childless breaking virtues angel’s slumber in death.
What is a soul to do when it’s conflicted and confused? What is a soul to do When it’s hidden and suffering thru? What is a soul to do when it rebels against the truth? What is a soul to … Continue reading
The aqueous moonlight floats from heaven Sober hues and a tender wind crisscross the sky A hazel mist melts the faint dew below the sleeping willow tree The murmuring water lilies awaken the egantine While my white eyes are lulled … Continue reading
I see naked droplets of subtle honey bee. Love released beyond our summer lending trees. Beyond a breeze glow-worm light shines bright. Love wheel delight for the stars are giddy tonight.
Young bliss a fragrant kiss. Lips slumber eyes agaze. Arms aflame damp passion. Enmeshed in desire bloomed within.
Her lips like ruby pearl as soft as a silk sheet. Her mouth like blush candy as sweet as a cherry treat. Her breasts like buttermilk as delicious as whipped cream. Her hair a lucent gold like heaven’s falling leaves. Her … Continue reading
In the wee hours I am wakeful When clouds are nesting And the wind is thrusting Carnival wildflowers glow Twinkling in painted fields A moon overflowed And the rain begins to rouse I rise in a dream Where my spirits … Continue reading
August thickened under the bleached sun Ravens swimming in tilting trees While lust ripens in fruit rain
In a dream I felt the cool white His sweet madness Among anchor water lilies The willows were trembling A nest of twilight kisses Where the stars are shivering Scented sweet and wild From violet forests Our arms intertwine With … Continue reading
His brows like bended bows with curly-q’s His mustache like motorcycle handlebars His eyes like green gin olives His hair grey and wavy like ocean whitecaps His hands immaculate and powerful like a surgeon’s fingers His figure debonair and statuesque … Continue reading
So sexy before the shadows Like silk against the light Passion unbreakable Gummed above the grave Be watchful There are ghosts under the mist Shining awake Saying goodbye A phone ringing somewhere For how long Forget to go home Wondering … Continue reading
“King of the Hill” you begin to play You bump, bump, bump and sway You see a perfect high landing spot On an upside-down horse trough You hop, jump and fly slowly through mid-air Your small hooves landing easily on … Continue reading
Take me home mama To a place I once belonged Hold my hand steady And sing to me a song My face filled with tears All my family is gone Take me home mama To a place I once belonged … Continue reading
What is this quiet soul to do? My voice and fingers are stuck like glue The boredom overwhelming my senses very alive For hours and hours I dare strive The silence is drowning me inside I stammer and suffer begging … Continue reading
The artist strokes his canvas His hues and tints of beauty The orator of his creation The perfect task of impression Like a beam of sunlight Rainbows illuminate Glory and splendor appear His vision is revelation
She whispers to heaven No rainbows dampened Young souls tossing Pearl birds Planet full of color A purple myriad Rejoicing iridescence Whisper tears Rustic turquoise Revived sunlight Fountain of harvest Seas hypnotize Goodbye twilight bliss
Like peach blossoms As lovely as daffodils In the purest hope of spring My heart-strings follow each strum of a harp Your voice a hypnotic melody I leap like a cricket at the whisper of your name The evening floats … Continue reading
In the softest night Free winter rises Maiden blossoms sincere Weary blossoms adhere Winter grass is near Naked tenderness is here With tired kisses in the air Goodnight springtime with care
Angel Hair Pasta Virgin Oil encased Oregano, Basil & Thyme Fragrance ascend Blonde strands flyaway Garlic Shards dancing Swim in the wind Pulsing Beef Stake Red River Flowing Seeds flooding Tightly wadded Expertly wound Atop her head Wasp-hive Angel Hair … Continue reading
Budding bright rivulets Islands of green groves Ardent foliage Idle leaves Common spirit wild Distant naked hues Spot a summit air April desires Contentment alive
Nature Dawns Flower fresh love Perfumed trees Rose colored affection Sustenance to our eyes Mother heaven in the skies God’s great hand rises
The sound of crackling glass Fill my eardrums and awaken me A steamy haze beckons me Barefoot and naked I tap-dance on bubbles Sweet nectar fills my mouth with delight The humid rain calms and soothes my sizzling skin The … Continue reading
From seedlings Raw passion arrives teardrops germinate A questionable love Free reign love’s geyser Either uproot and scatter Or stay and bloom
Childhood blackness Trusting in silence Trying to recall Memories of water Chasing Dreams
This was a free write in response to Arthur Rimbaud’s Ophelia. His poem is lovely and mine does not quite do it justice. Continue reading
Barefoot and dirt-clod I tip-toe across the yard Avoiding mounds of stickers Sharp rocks and weeds The sky is full Satin filled milk fluff Moonshine Full on me Our tangerine trees Rustle with low-lying Bullfrogs Ribbit, ribbit A symphony of … Continue reading
It’s been quite Some time Since someone Noticed Do see me? I am Here My beautiful Warm Genuine smile Smiling at The world Beside me Don’t you See my Chiseled calves And voluptuous Thighs A mile high I may be … Continue reading
My Darling Your fingertips Slightest touch My skin rippling Goose bumps Like prickly pears Sizzling fire Desperate ache Primitive desire My Neck Bountiful harvest Taste of Sweet Nectar Lays in wait Begging you Blowing breath Your tongue Tingling heat My … Continue reading
Is it a dream or distant memory? An Italian Concerto begins The alto singer bellows A passionate tale Proud and stout He commands attention A classic narcissistic symphony Balancing a tight-rope A thunderous crescendo begins Drums rattle and roll Strumming … Continue reading
I wrote this poem for my husband recently, I would love some feedback from poetry enthusiasts! Continue reading
Your voice A golden spoon Laden with honey Dripping languidly Your tone A wounded sparrow Searching for safety In a bed of soft feathers Your words Paint vivid images With indelible ink With shades of blue Your feelings Naked, pure … Continue reading