Virgin white posies, shine,
Sigh in the afternoon sun,
Opening to all that is beautiful.
Pearly, upon your eyes,
Fragrance turns to perfume,
As she reaches for you.
Tag Archives: Poetry
Love
Obvious, I know
How I stare
Seemingly, into you.
Pathetic, I believe
How I adore
Your ignoring me.
You, My Spring
Majestic verdant rising,
Tell me, my muse
Do you also witness strength
Within these…
My eyes confused, maybe.
All I see is you, always
Your ability to thrive
Empower and personify
Within my life
Now, you’ve become my spring.
Spring Break
Sensual freedom
Full figured came a callin’
Tame the hair, Betty
Still
Presenting himself
Waiting, quietly beside her
She smiles
Wonders, for how long
He nods
Both found, idyllic
Still
Luck
Luck is
Lucky, it seems
Lucked out
Luckier than I ever knew
Luckiest, most of all
Luckily, you see
Luck’s not wearing this old shoe
One day he’ll return with shadows
Another tenebrous path travelled
Carrying what he witnessed, as proof.
Upon his stoic face and disheveled hair
He offers, insight to pain that lingers
She’ll guide, with an air of tranquility
And with the touch of her warm hand
So he may return to his appendages
Left in her care, a guard on sacred land
His weakened back holds exhaustion
A celestial stretch moving his limbs,
Proof of his immortal strength, passion
He rests shoulders upon steal pinions.
Feathers quaver, show fine onyx wings
His flesh returns, breathing tempers
Eyes open, now the colors of heaven
While his spirit continues to reenter
No different from journeys past
Of which there are, and will always be
Travel logs full of omnipotent distance
For he protects us all, yes, willingly
The tempo of their embrace will matter
Most of all. Echos of the time they lose
Forgotten. As the hum of his battle cry
Quiets. And their love begins to soothe
Stained – An Elfje
Her Aura
Hot
Pink Petals
Soft as velvet
Worth your viewing
Essence, captivating
Don’t kid yourself, Darling
Walk away, drowning in her aura
Hush-hush Reality
a canvas for dreams
clouds beautiful, yet employed
each one viewed with expectation
some weightier than others
contain
a hush-hush reality
thankfully, I’m floating, too
Rules
I’ve taught myself,
My eyes see each line.
Every intertwining part,
And how I wish they wouldn’t.
Definition in absolutes,
Best seen in piceous,
On a backdrop of gray.
When I look too far,
Spherical shapes calm me,
Hanging, swaying with ease.
Moments when I wish,
I approved of curves.
Yet, if I allowed,
You would insist.
Their Love
Not just any other day
But one of importance
For my mom and dad
Today’s the day
A little redheaded girl
Came silently through
Their window of life
You should thank them
Seems right, and
Polite, to do
To take a minute
And let them know
Their love, important
They brought me
To you
Breath Of A Poetess
The calmness I inhibit,
Not created by waves,
Of a tattered windsock.
Sounds of the flapping,
And the eventual snap,
Correcting all my doubts.
But the gentle wearing,
Of a used open flag,
As it slides about.
Caressing and whispering,
Mirth,
A moment of unnerving.
While I submit,
Into wonderment,
Of love and longevity.
The fraying, I cling to,
Wondering,
Am I enough.
In The Mood
Music feeds my soul
Celebrate a little now
Important lyrics
The Houston Livestock Show and Rodeo, a yearly event held for two weeks during the month of March, continues tonight and I’m pretty excited. The festivities began every morning and run throughout the day leaving everyone exhausted, but fulfilled. Each night there is a rodeo and concert. Most Houstonians attend multiple live shows during this enormous event held every year. I couldn’t be more excited. John Legend is in concert tonight.
I’m really hoping to hear this song. One of my favorites. Happy Friday, Y’all!
Close
If I could stand on the sill
Your cracked window, my home
I’d finish your every sentence
With one of my own
Caustic completed with growth
Tell me something I don’t already know
Genesis
Blushing Heart to Blushing Heart
A beginning, an innocence, a yearning
Witnessing a fairytale’s genesis
Nearly exceeds the proposal
This morning whispers, I do
Destiny Awaits
Impossible to refuse
A quest such as yours
Monochrome tones, leading
Towards adventure
Be aware, out there
Colors ride the calm
Into serenity
If you don’t go
Imagine what you’ll be missing
Breaks my heart, too
Yours
approaching slowly,
towards this fresh rose
and gently placing her
misused petal
between your finger
and thumb will allow you
the opportunity to know her better.
all of her
torn, a few pieces taken, but still worthy of being yours,
if you’ll let her…
Poetic Cloud
Lazy smile
Winged heart
Endless breathing
Cloud art
Impossible eyes
Cotton puff
A mind intriguing
Pillow crush
Whatever I need
I daydream
Artistically allowed
Oldest Daughter & Red Headed Sister 