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Showing posts with label poetry. Show all posts
Showing posts with label poetry. Show all posts

Monday, April 2, 2012

poetry I love

I love poetry! Especially love poetry! The kind of poetry that make you think of that special person in your world. The kind that makes you want almost melt into them. If you have never read poetry by Pablo Neruda, I highly recommend it. He is magical! Here is one of my fav's:


I Crave Your Mouth, Your Voice, Your Hair

I crave your mouth, your voice, your hair.
Silent and starving, I prowl through the streets.
Bread does not nourish me, dawn disrupts me, all day
I hunt for the liquid measure of your steps.

I hunger for your sleek laugh,
your hands the color of a savage harvest,
hunger for the pale stones of your fingernails,
I want to eat your skin like a whole almond.

I want to eat the sunbeam flaring in your lovely body,
the sovereign nose of your arrogant face,
I want to eat the fleeting shade of your lashes,

and I pace around hungry, sniffing the twilight,
hunting for you, for your hot heart,
like a puma in the barrens of Quitratue.


Translated by Stephen Tapscott
Pablo Neruda

Thursday, February 3, 2011

the heart - a Valentine's poem to myself


the heart

it's perfect design

ventricles, valves, chambers,

the flow simply complex

capturing and delivering oxygen

effortless, without struggle, fight or discussion

it's constant song; love love, love love, love love

may my mind align with my heart

constant thoughts singing; love love, love love, love love

love for myself, love for my friends, love for my foes,

love for mankind, love for the world

effortless, without struggle, fight or discussion

flowing simply flowing

my finger now on the pulse I not only hear

I can also feel; love love, love love, love love

the heart flooded with love love, love love, love love.

***when read aloud the "love love" should be read in the rhythm of a heart beat.




Monday, August 30, 2010

new poetry :)

love and life
life and love
ebb and flow
i wish i could know
how it's going to go. . .

give and receive
without expectation
it's a cycle
a creation
with your participation
IF you choose

live in the moment
the moment is now
only you know how
and what works, for you
it's never too late to start anew

life and love
love and life
it's not for me to know
how it will go
let go, let it go

Wednesday, July 28, 2010

new poem! True Love

True Love

Hearts break, hearts heal
It is better to love and feel
Feel something, and learn
How to love
and be loved in return.

Take a risk they say
It may hurt or burn
Someday it WILL be my turn
to love and be loved in return.

I'm ready! I shout out into the blue
Love me! Love me!
My echo answers me back,
I already do!

Thursday, July 22, 2010

Ode to John of the river, a poem

Ode to John of the river

He lied with his fingers
love notes, such pretty words
He lied with his lips
deceiving my heart
He lied next to me, lovingly
so convincing with his flowery words.

I believed his smile
and his tender touch.
HOW COULD I?
HOW DARE I?
So vulnerable
My soul so naked
Me heart exposed

Empty promises
leaving me empty. . .and abandoned.

Just another, I suppose
another to leave footprints on my heart,
like a doormat
To carve their initials on my soul
WITHOUT MY PERMISSION!

I'd like to say, Thank you . . .
but not this time!
I say NO THANK YOU!
and while I'm at it,
Fuck you!
You lied!

Monday, January 4, 2010

communication without words

I met him
and have not been the same since
we connected
on a wonderfully deep level
our hearts sync'd up so to speak
he is kind and considerate
we are vulnerable with each other
I trust him completely
I breathe differently when I am with him
he makes me feel incredible
I love the way I feel
when I am with him
he sees me
not just part of me
my whole soul
sometimes
we just hold each other
sometimes
we just look in each other's eyes
and smile
sometimes
we cry
because it feels so good
when he touches me
I feel like a lovely delicate flower
his soft, gentle caress
his breath on my cheek
the way he takes my hand
or offers his arm when we walk
could he be the one?
. . . my soulmate
is there such a thing?
we are healing each other
deep, hidden wounds
from lovers of the past
are we meant
to be together
for just that?
he inspires me
to be better
live my purpose
i said to him once
we (as humans)
are not meant to be alone
i know that is truth for me
i adore him
i want to feel him
his loving energy.
thank you

Wednesday, August 5, 2009

the look of love - a poem

the look of love

you are beautiful
amazing
I am proud of you
you make me feel
complete adoration
such a kind smile
communicating
heart to heart
spirit to spirit
you make me feel
I love you
I choose you
the look of love