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by Jan Allison |
Categories:
moon, sea,
Magical moonbeams
Sparkling like silver
On an inky sea
I watch them dancing
Captivatingly
Bright mystic moon
Shining each night
Waxes and wanes
Controlling tides
Silver orb
Shines above
constantly
I love
A clear
Night
Contest diminished hexaverse
Sponsored by Charles Messina
1/21/19
by Pace Ink-U-Script |
Categories:
husband, love, passion, wife,
STOP! I said, STOP NOW!
Turn facing the wall
Lift your skirt slowly
Take off your panties
Throw them behind you
Don't turn around.
Now, close your eyes.
Relax for me.
I'm touching you.
Babe, I'm
trying to
spice our
marriage
I LOVE
You
Pace, G
INK-U-SCRIPT
04-26-2012
by Dana Smith |
Categories:
fear, hope, love,
* Oxytocin pours:
illusion of heart
is it real or not
how long will it last
perhaps forever?
susceptible
to anguish now
likely to hurt;
his heart frozen
dare she leave
dare she stay
dare she love
one thing
matters:
hope
by Harry Horsman |
Categories:
hope, world,
Anticipation
While culture strengthens
In love of poetry,
In give and to take
An exchange of view.
While together
A common cause,
We work so hard
To understand.
In this way
Unified
A small task.
Chipping
Away.
Hate.
© Harry J Horsman 2015
by Seren Roberts |
Categories:
hope,
Desire of the flesh
The need of closeness
Sensing the goodness
Of engulfing hope
That emulates there
Hope an ideal
Inspiration
Of mind and soul
Needing you near
The touch says
Here is love
Love brings hope
Give thanks
Kneel, pray
Hope
by Nick Bagnall |
Categories:
death, loss, lost love, love
She's always there, watching
Over the quiet graves
Torn between life and death
Waiting 'till her time ends
When at last, she can be
Reunited with him
Without his strong arms
She falters and fails
Ne'er to love again
Her gentle heart is
Smashed beyond repair
She is the one
They call Raven
Soulless, helpless
Without his love
She stands and
Forever
Looks over
Where they
Buried
Him
Written By Nick Bagnall
For Contest "Among the dead"
13th Place
by John Heck |
Categories:
love
Caught in lust's whirlpool -
pretzel entwined limbs
edge me into your
carnal cavity
whilst you taste thine's flesh.
Nail-induced scars
tattoo my back
as wanton yips
pervade night air.
Erotic
stimuli
mingle and
sculpt our
torso's
whole!
by James Fraser |
Categories:
angel, faith, heaven, love, thank you,
With or without wings
I hear her heart sing
what she does to me
the whole World can see
and what her love brings
Heaven has sent
guided by light
divine descent
leads me to right
underwent
reinvent
anew, I'm
loving,
Angel
She
.
by Andrea Dietrich |
Categories:
romance, sad,
Once upon a time
my mother read me
tales of princesses
who joined with their prince -
fairy tale romance.
Wishing on stars,
I hoped my prince
was out there too.
He hung the moon.
What magic
when life held
such promise!
I was
spurred by . . .
dreams.
Love!
It filled
my mind.
A young girl,
I asked for
just the moon!
I longed for it.
I searched for it.
How elusive
it seemed to be.
Once found, it often
disintegrated
quickly, for it was -
after all - simply
the moon dust of dreams.
For Catie Lindsey's Diminished and Advancing
Hexaverse Contest Poetry Contest
by Caren Krutsinger |
Categories:
nostalgia,
yellow daisy chain
Birkenstocks sandals
ukuleles play
peace sign happy face
a hippie child
1960’s
Woodstock music
pass around bong
free love flowing
bell bottoms
hip-huggers
lava lamp
flower
child
love
by Nigel Fawcett |
Categories:
hope, love
Neptune grant me leave
To build a causeway
Across your waters
A barrier reef
To connect two souls
Thor's hammer strong
Will smite these rocks
No mountain chain
Will I endure
Until I
Hold you close
And can kiss
The tears
From your
Cheeks
by Sara Kendrick |
Categories:
childhood, love, moon,
The moon dust sprinkled
From the angel's wings
'Pon baby sleeping
Angel's expressions
Now abide on face
** **
I watched him sleep
Resting weary head
Seeing God bless
His little life
~~~~~~~
Moon dust still
Sprinkled there
A reminder
` `
God Still
Abides
Here_
The
Moon dust
Slowly
Disappears
As the hours
Separate
The time spent here
His little bed
Awaits angel
Visit once more
Watch over sleeping
Child_ sprinkling moon dust
Like magic to keep
Him in his deep sleep
Hoovering with love__
Sponsor:Catie Lindsey
Contest:Diminishing And Advancing Hexaverse
Theme: Moon Dust
by Charles Messina |
Categories:
child,
From her womb...come birth
A child...a new life
His first sound...a cry
His first sight.... his mom
His first feel...mom's arms
His breath...so soft
Small toes...wee feet
His nose...so cute
His ears, he hears...
Love you, son
Lift your eyes
See the light
Come ere
To life
Child
by Kim Rodrigues |
Categories:
god, imagery, spring,
Verdant green unfolds.
Buds that star my eyes.
Wings around me sing.
I crave Spring’s tweeting.
Its flow’ry sweeting.
Springs daffodils,
black-eyed susans,
painted roses,
plumerias.
Vivid hues —
merciful,
kindhearted,
invoke...
inspire...
love.
3/2/2021
Spring Diminished Hexaverse
Sponsor: Caren Krutsinger
Used HMS
by Emile Pinet |
Categories:
10th grade, baby, emotions, feelings, imagery, love, mom,
The first voice I heard
I heard from your womb
an angelic sound
that brought me comfort
lulling me to sleep
I’d listen to
your every word
each inflection
mesmerizing
mom you spoke
so softly
I felt loved
before
I was
born
by David Caldera |
Categories:
sorry,
Hollow red brick walls
surrounding open fences.
Lost corridors to home
covering trenches.
A journey of
the mind Leading
me far away
from life & out
of existence.
Someday to
arrive &
Understand
why
Hearts cry,
souls die
trying
todefine
a love
twisted.
David J. Caldera
by Eve Roper |
Categories:
fairy, fantasy, love,
A fervent fairy
In romantic dream
Holds a watering
Can, flitting over
Her daisy sweetheart.
Morning sunlight
Obscure bee whirs,
Round fair-haired face
Tease twinkle toes.
Mice clamor,
Hedgehog rolls
Heather blooms.
Weaving
Spider
Hides.
1/6/2021
by Caren Krutsinger |
Categories:
inspirational love, memorial, philosophy,
If I die today
Let me leave one thing
In my loved ones’ hearts
She had character
Love was her mantra
Integrity
Stood up often
Stood up alone
Always stood up
Advocated
Character
Truthfulness
Honest
Beacon
Love
by Regina Mcintosh |
Categories:
bird, blessing, butterfly, flower, inspiration, joy, spring,
Caressing the dark, warm earth
Like prayers for contentment
Sunlight whispers beyond the
Emerald stems and branches
Making a scene as it falls
In rich, vibrant mixtures of
Pale buttery yellow, gold
Heaven whispers delight
As songbirds shudder, shake
With notes so alive there’s
No doubt life has begun
Where lone hints of decay
Stay beneath undergrowth
Laughing colors, crisp
Clean and comforting
Sprout from underneath
Gentle petals, life
New birth of blossoms
Whispers of love
Twinkle on moon
Stars flickering
Sending fresh joy
Butterflies
Race about
Brushing hearts
Blessings
Reach down
Spring
by M. L. Kiser |
Categories:
beautiful, beauty, earth, environment, flower, nature,
Bright colored petals,
All shapes and sizes,
Their perfume is sweet.
These beings live wild
Doing as they please.
They live and die
And in-between,
They beautify
All of nature.
Breathe their scent;
They love the
Attention.
They’ll pass soon
Enjoy…
Silence.
by Caren Krutsinger |
Categories:
spiritual,
Unknown entity
Making herself known,
To a nice family
In subtle, sweet ways
Frightens no one
Leaves little gifts
Feather or coins
As a kind hi
Normalcy
Of spirit
To family
Inspires
Brings love
Sweet
by Paige Hind |
Categories:
childhood, fire, innocence, longing, love, missing, winter,
As I remember
some other Christmas,
tonight frosted lips
ache for us by the
hearth, where you still melt
upon my heart —
how you entered
my lifetime with
childhood love,
Winter's first ~
verses in
aged kindling
...how the
staid fire's
long
by Unseeking Seeker |
Categories:
love, spiritual,
Loving heart calling
Yearning for embrace
Love throb pulsating
Is God face to face
Bestowing His grace
Heart the centre
Stoop to conquer
Where the bliss surge
Form and soul merge
Melt the mind
Freedom find
In love kind
No thought
Just feel
Love
09-November-2020
by Andrea Dietrich |
Categories:
happiness,
Mom in her apron
to the kitchen goes;
I watch her get out
ingredients that
she puts into rows.
Bubbling in me
is a child’s glee;
no meagerness
of eagerness!
The oven
door opens
and closes.
Love the
smell of
Pies!
by Hiya Sharma |
Categories:
angel, life, love, meaningful, metaphor, mother,
I see angel-waves
in my mother's heart...
her lotus anchored ~
in childhood-vase, as
pearl auroras age...
etched to starlight,
I ebb in dreams ~
soothed by sapphires
lovelorn... forlorn...
lake, its breath...
like rose rhyme ~
sun singing...
saffron
lilies
sage...