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Showing posts with label #fire. Show all posts
Showing posts with label #fire. Show all posts

Tuesday, December 3, 2019

Rondlets Love & Hate

Love
Love is like a fire burning
Warming you from within
Love is like a fire burning
Your heart is filled with endless yearning
You meet and a new life begins
Love is like a fire burning

💕💕💕💕💕💕💕💕💕💕💕💕
🖤🖤🖤🖤🖤🖤🖤🖤🖤🖤🖤

HATE
Hate consumes all that is good
Destroys the beauty all around
Hate consumes all that is good
Stops us from doing what we should
Raises hopes to tear them down
Leaves no traces of love to be found
Hate consumes all that is good

Saturday, October 6, 2018

Dashing (Rondine)

Run your finger along my arm
While on the loveseat we waited
Our love could not be abated
Wanting to raise no alarm
We lowered our level of charm
Keeping others from harm
But our loving fire was unsated
As Moon begin to cry

Tapping your finger in alarm
Into the back room we faded
The nearest room we raided
Almost arriving belated
It seem more than just fated
As we began to slowly warm
Away from the raging storm
As the moon began to cry

Thursday, March 29, 2018

Evening

As we sit,
Sharing drinks by the fire
I feel air
From your lungs
Wrap around the base
Of my tongue
It tastes bitter and sweet,
Hot and sour all at once
I plunge into the depths of your soul
I'm drowning
You rescue me from dying in your eyes
Only to die later
In your arms

Wednesday, November 1, 2017

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Crystalline conversations with the stars
As winds chill my bones
Talking to the forgotten
Talking to myself
Only you would know or care
Who shares these whispered words
Secrets told to ghosts
Memory held in bond
A fire banked and ready
Feed the flame

Monday, July 10, 2017

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Open your mind and free your soul
The world is more than you know
Real life can take it's toll
Stopping your life energy and flow
Moving while standing still
Meditate to clear your mind
Unlock and take your fill
The world will be yours you'll find

Friday, July 7, 2017

Healing Kisses

Healing begins with a kiss
Such a kiss can only fan the flames
Don't blame me if I shudder under your touch
It doesn't take much to take me higher
The fire grows deadly but I don't care
Share with me Healing Kisses
Who cares if our bliss is seditious

Monday, June 5, 2017

(Fire) Burn(s)

The lack of you leaves me dry
I wither, I crumble, I crack
My ashes scatter to the sky
But no matter how hard they fly
Your magnetic pull brings me back

It may be time for a new tack
Offer the honey instead of the lime
It may not cure my lack
But it will help bide the time

Return at the end of the day
When sun still lights in your eyes
But if you must stay away
Try for the break of the day
When the next little part of me dies

But if you tell only lies
If you have no intent to return
Tell me no bittersweet goodbyes
Leave me alone, To Burn

Wednesday, April 1, 2015

Questions

Questions

If I forgot your name…
       Would  the wind whisper it back to me?
       Would the stars light it in the skies?
       Would the seas spill your secrets?
If my heart forgot to beat…
       Would you breathe my breath for me?
       Would you cradle me in your arms?
       Would you share your life in my veins?
If the world were to end tomorrow…
       Would air still move through the land?
       Would fire still burn?
       Would our tears quench the parched earth?


#Questions, #forgot, #name, #wind, #whisper, #stars, #skies, #seas, #secrets, #heart, #beat, #breathe, #arms, #life, #veins, #world, #tomorrow, #air, #fire, #water, #land, #parched, #tears, #quenched, #poem, #poetry

Friday, February 6, 2015

The Revolution Will Be Live-Tweeted

The Revolution Will Be Live-Tweeted

While wiling away the lonesome hours
The fire dies away
The subtle form and plays for power
It makes you hang your head
And wonder at this hate filled world
A golden prince in a handsome tower
Keeping girls at bay
What’s the difference between defend and cower?
When words can wound like weapons
Children learn to wield them well
It’s amazing that women haven’t soured
Of lives lived certain ways
There must be a collective willpower
The revolution comes ahead of schedule
It has waited long enough
The time has come to overpower
The world as now it lays
We must o’erturn the bower
Precious things can be destroyed
Only time should be that precious
Once the world has been scoured
We will have our say
No longer will hate devour
And all the world will be empowered


#lonesome, #fire, #subtle, #power, #head, #wonder, #world, #price, #handsome, #tower, #girls, #bay, #defend, #cower, #words, #weapons, #children, #women, #willpower, #revolutions, #schedule, #overpower, #bower, #precious, #destroyed, #scoured, #hate, #empowered, #poem, #poetry, 

Tuesday, January 13, 2015

Generations

Generations

They go where time does not expire
And wait for no new moon
Winter falls in summer’s swoon
The creeping vine begins to seed
A world explodes in endless fire
Mouths fill with the taste of mead
And liquor turns the stoutest liar
Some obstacles become a boon
If, of our lives, we do take head
We walk all day on tight rope wires
And end up with the greatest wound
So shall we soon change our tune?
We make ourselves fulfill our need
Our grandest wish becomes desire
More will come like endless weeds
Of everything you will tire
It will come full circle soon
And the look will be parent to the deed

#generations, #time, #expire, #wait, #moon, #winter, #summer, #swoon, #creeping, #wine, #seed, #world, #explodes, #fire, #mouths, #mead, #liquor, #stoutest, #liar, #obstacles, #boon, #lives, #head, #wires, #wound, #tune, #need, #wish, #desire, #weeds, #tire, #circle, #parent, #deed, #poem, #poetry,



Friday, October 24, 2014

DO YOU EVER????

Do you ever?...

Do you ever feel like taking everything you’ve ever written, drawn, typed, sewn, composed, sung, played, recorded, or just in general created chucking it in a huge bonfire and lighting the match?  I really feel like I am identifying with Salieri lately, except he was a PUBLISHED composer and had fans and was BRILLANT.  Me?  I’m just a mouthy, nobody with a blog, a twitter, and lots of opinions.  That’s why I try to create new forms of poetry, like my gif poem, or the internet concrete poem.  I figure if no one ELSE has done them I can’t be shown up right? 
Sooner or later though, someone will come around with the wits to improve my paltry ideas.  After all, there are more things in heaven and earth, right? They say there are only seven stories after all.  I wonder if they have adjusted that saying to have more gender inclusive romantic storylines.  I say romance is romance, no matter who is giving and who is receiving, or how many!  The drama of a story comes from the angst.  The tenor and tone of the story can change depending on the mores and morals of society but the basis of the story stays the same.  That is true whether you change the settings or the characters or the sex!  Romeo and Juliet could be Romeo and Caesar and it would be the same story, maybe even easier to understand! 

But I, personally, have been having writer’s block lately.  Call it the 3 M’s. Migraines, Megrimes, and Monthlies. LSIDC I do love how every time a woman is in a bad mood a man everyone blames it on her period.  I was writing that men do this but I realized women do it just as much.  We may do it in a sticky sweet, back biting, condescending way, but we do.  Men may not realize the amount of cat calling and sniping that goes on between women because a lot of it is subtext.  Thing are said that are call backs to past conversations, or said between clenched teeth, or with baited breath. Women are never going to get anything from men until we stop GIVING IT to each other!

Well, I started this post trying to clear my head so that my writer’s block.  I’m not sure if that worked.  I still feel like setting all my stuff on fire.  I don’t think I’ll do it.  It’d take too long to gather it together.  But if you see a blaze lighting up half of North America…


 Alicia Keys Girl On Fire


#DYE, #Sewing, #Writing, #Drawing, #composing, #sing, #playing, #recording, #instruments, #lighting, #match, #Salieri, #brilliant, #blog, #twitter, #opinions, #poetry, #wits, #paltry, #heaven, #earth, #sevenstories, #RomeoandJuliet, #RomeoandCaesar, #migraines, #megrimes, #mothlies, #LSIDC, #women, #men, #feminism, #period, #backbiting, #condescending, #sniping, #subtext, #callback, #past, #conversation, #baitedbreath, #writersblock, #post, #fire, #girl, #blaze, #gathertogether


Tuesday, October 14, 2014

Comet

Oh my bright and burning star
Some would stay you’re falling
It’s just that you blaze so radiantly
The Earth has turned her back on you
You have a path, a steady course
Returning to give us bliss
Never altering your initial trail
Although we may not see its plan
Some may see a heart of ice
Some may see a trail of fire
I see a journey half completed
And the future yet to come


#bright, #burning, #star, #falling, #blaze, #radiantly, #Earth, #path, #steady, #course, #returning, #bliss, #altering, #initial, #trail, #plan, #heart, #ice, #fire, #journey, #completed, #future, #come, #poem, #poetry 

Saturday, September 6, 2014

Wondering

Wondering
I’ve lost my footing along the way
I no longer hold my head up high
Would anyone wonder why?
Whether at work or at play
No longer able to throw cares away
Ever wondering why
This has to be the way
Life is lived in brief spans
Mine seem to be mainly tired
Longing for holding of hands
Filled with a burning desire
But eminently lacking in plans
Ending in a gulf of fire


#footing, #way, #longer, #head, #high, #wonder, #work, #play, #throw, #cares, #life, #brief, #spans, #tired, #burning, #desire, #eminently, #lacking, #plans, #gulf, #fire, #poem, #poetry, 

Sexual Politics

Sexual Politics
Endless potential in motion
A chance, perpetually begun
The world is your oyster my friend
Joining the battle is half the fun

Call out the trumpets of glory
Time to start a new story
We begin by tilting at blades
Where are the giants to slay?
We must rescue the honorable maids!

But the maids no longer need rescuing
In fact, they’re the ones raining fire!
Fairy Tales are hopelessly outdated
But without them you never feel sated

So we’re left with an unknown system
It’s very hard to assist them
To help slay the dragons, it’s hard to know
When people don’t behave as they should
Who’s to remember which side is good?

#endless, #potential, #motion, #chance, #perpetually, #world, #oyster, #battle, #trumpets, #glory, #story, #blades, #giants, #slay, #rescue, #honorable, #maids, #raining, #fire, #FairyTales, #hopelessly, #outdated, #sated, #unknown, #system, #assist, #dragons, #people, #behave, #remember, #poem, #poetry, #sexual, #politics,



Tuesday, September 2, 2014

Content

Flying high so close to the sun
The flames are burning higher
Enjoy your time of fun

The passion of a burning fire
Burns brightly and fervid in the mind
As long as pleasure never tires

Providing nourishment for the mind
Can counteract any ennui
Give partners time to unwind

No question about it, patience is key
We’ve heard it time and again
The love we share will keep us free

If this is not your ideal plan, call me friend
I’ll content myself with just that
I’ll rather be wanted then hated again

But once we were a lot of fun
We walked on tightrope wires
But as the years unwind
We’ve learned just to be
Even if our hearts will rend
I’ll content myself with that


 #flying, #higher, #flames, #burning,  #time, #fun, #passion, #fire, #brightly, #fervid, #mind, #pleasure, #tires, #providing, #nourishment, #mind, #ennui, #partners, #unwind, #patience, #key, #love, #share, #key, #free, #ideal, #plan, #friend, #content, #hated, #tightrope, #wires, #learned, #hearts, #rend, #poem, #poetry

Wednesday, August 27, 2014

Simply

Cozy up and Cuddle
Run your hands through my hair
Nothing more
Relaxing by the cackling fire
You with your whisky
My, my tea
Each of us our books
Noses buried
Simply being together
That’s enough
Sharing each other’s space
Our hearts

#cozy, #cuddle, #run, #hands, #hair, #relaxing, #cackling, #fire, #whisky, #tea, #books, #noses, #simply, #together, #sharing, #space, #hearts, #poem, #poetry

Tuesday, August 26, 2014

Taste

A taste is all you receive
Too much turns sour
Only a brief tease
Never enough
Only a shining moment
Burning so hot
Fire volcanic
Then burned out
Go before it is begun
Oh Candle,
Flame brightly!
But never seem
As though you
Have been lit

#taste, #receive, #sour, #brief, #tease, #shining, #burning, #hot, #fire, #volcanic, #candle, #flame, #brightly, #lit

Friday, August 22, 2014

No Words

Someday never comes
Tomorrow waits for none
If you can hear me, answer
Cause my darkness screams in the night
My throat is raw, I’ve screamed so much
My tears burn fire down my cheeks
This is the hardest thing I’ve ever ended
My terror frightens me
I have no words
Anguish is a lesson in patience
Sorrow is a tale written in woe
There is no longer a hiding place
Time is all that’s left

#Someday, #never, #tomorrow, #hear, #answer, #cause, #darkness, #screams, #night, #raw, #tears, #fire, #cheeks, #hardest, #ended, #terror, #words, #anguish, #lesson, #patience, #sorrow, #tale, #written, #woe, #longer, #hiding, #place, #time, #left

Saturday, August 16, 2014

Dead Men

Trailing tongues of fire
Teasing, tantalizing, taunting
Taking me to soaring towers
Teach me your theories
I’ve had a taste
And it’s toxic
My traitorous tongue
Will tell tales
I’m tumbling on a tenuous thread
The tiniest tremor
Would topple me
This tryst
Is transcendent

#Trailing, #tongues, #fire, #teasing, #taunting, #soaring, #theories, #taste, #toxic, #traitorous, #tales, #tenuous, #thread, #tremor, #tryst, #transcendent, #poem, #poetry, #deadmen, 

Tuesday, August 12, 2014

Out of This World

Touch me softly
Delicately love
Wind your way up my thigh
Your presence anchors me to this world
Sometimes urgency outweighs
Valor or reticence
So much more is needed now
Your kisses keep me in this world
Trailing primal fire
Barest grazes
Stroking in time to heartbeats
You draw me back into this world
Pursing higher heights
Titillating, taunting, teasing
The time for subtlety has passed
I’m no longer of this world


#touch, #softly, #delicately, #love, #thigh, #presence, #anchor, #world, #urgency, #valor, #reticence, #needed, #kisses, #trailing, #primal, #fire, #grazes, #stroking, #heartbeat, #pursing, #heights, #titillating, #taunting, #teasing, #subtlety, #poem, #poetry