Submissions by Soul_Man_Ken
POEMS AND SHORT STORIES
Poet Introduction
A seeker of truth in an age of lies
LOVE POEM
Published
24th Jul 2012 1:26pm
24th Jul 2012 1:26pm
Velvet
Under the blanket
of velvet sky
rhythm calls out,
a spiral staircase of delight.
Feel of touch sublime,
beat of our hearts steady rhyme.
Thirst rises for just a sip.
Flirt becomes the desire,
painting love upon your skin.
Resplendent perfection,
weaver of words,
spinner of thoughts,
heart pirouettes.
Lips explore the curve of your neck.
Bathe together in the waters of song.
Flicker of fireflies bright our night.
Symphony of motion,
bodies...
of velvet sky
rhythm calls out,
a spiral staircase of delight.
Feel of touch sublime,
beat of our hearts steady rhyme.
Thirst rises for just a sip.
Flirt becomes the desire,
painting love upon your skin.
Resplendent perfection,
weaver of words,
spinner of thoughts,
heart pirouettes.
Lips explore the curve of your neck.
Bathe together in the waters of song.
Flicker of fireflies bright our night.
Symphony of motion,
bodies...
1089 reads
15 Comments
EROTIC POEM
Published
23rd Jul 2012 6:33pm
23rd Jul 2012 6:33pm
Urges
Steel and leather surround and excite
feeling tonight a tactile craving.
The music pounds its vitality into my soul,
breathing slow and controlled.
Range of motion matching tempo
pushing the limits of physicality,
salacity's grin,
as your pink petals glisten.
Love beads form and trail your curves,
the urge of gravity commands droplets down
through the valley of your shadow of heat.
The driving beat my focus, you become
the drum that's played,
splayed open for my...
feeling tonight a tactile craving.
The music pounds its vitality into my soul,
breathing slow and controlled.
Range of motion matching tempo
pushing the limits of physicality,
salacity's grin,
as your pink petals glisten.
Love beads form and trail your curves,
the urge of gravity commands droplets down
through the valley of your shadow of heat.
The driving beat my focus, you become
the drum that's played,
splayed open for my...
1071 reads
17 Comments
LOVE POEM
Published
22nd Jul 2012 11:36am
22nd Jul 2012 11:36am
A Beautiful Day
It Was a Beautiful Day
The bluest of blue
was the omniscient sky
on that day
Love’s first dance
rousing, energizing.
We two creatures of earth
happily unaware
of what is to be.
The toilers toiling,
teachers teaching,
learners learning.
dreamers dreaming,
fighters fighting,
and lovers loving.
But for two
whose journey veered
on course and
put them in perfect time,
at that place,
on that beautiful day,
for reasons now known,
seasons eternally sown,
The toilers kept toiling,
teachers...
The bluest of blue
was the omniscient sky
on that day
Love’s first dance
rousing, energizing.
We two creatures of earth
happily unaware
of what is to be.
The toilers toiling,
teachers teaching,
learners learning.
dreamers dreaming,
fighters fighting,
and lovers loving.
But for two
whose journey veered
on course and
put them in perfect time,
at that place,
on that beautiful day,
for reasons now known,
seasons eternally sown,
The toilers kept toiling,
teachers...
1440 reads
20 Comments
SELF POEM
Published
22nd Jul 2012 1:57am
22nd Jul 2012 1:57am
Between the Contradictions...
1290 reads
13 Comments
OBSERVATIONAL POEM
Published
20th Jul 2012 1:36pm
20th Jul 2012 1:36pm
Perception
Passion weeps in the air of midnight
as if time will reverse misfortune.
It becomes a tool to ensnare yearning.
It moves with simplicity,
at times seeming more than it is.
It roars on the edge of reason,
clawing back when moments leave it undone.
It ingests every ounce of perspiration meshed with heated skin,
breaths every breath
tangoes with delight.
Only those blind to the haters can see,
the tested and worn acute to its perception,
because they care to find it. ...
as if time will reverse misfortune.
It becomes a tool to ensnare yearning.
It moves with simplicity,
at times seeming more than it is.
It roars on the edge of reason,
clawing back when moments leave it undone.
It ingests every ounce of perspiration meshed with heated skin,
breaths every breath
tangoes with delight.
Only those blind to the haters can see,
the tested and worn acute to its perception,
because they care to find it. ...
1066 reads
16 Comments
LOVE POEM
Published
18th Jul 2012 6:29pm
18th Jul 2012 6:29pm
Just to Be
If just to be a shadow
cast softly upon your face
to just be a blanket
wrapped warmly in your embrace
to just be a pillow
that holds your silken hair
just to hold your hand
just to be there
to be a memory
that gives you smile
to be the phone
your fingers touch to dial
to be anything
that brings me close to you
to be an unending moment
of life spent with you
cast softly upon your face
to just be a blanket
wrapped warmly in your embrace
to just be a pillow
that holds your silken hair
just to hold your hand
just to be there
to be a memory
that gives you smile
to be the phone
your fingers touch to dial
to be anything
that brings me close to you
to be an unending moment
of life spent with you
1003 reads
17 Comments
LOVE POEM
Published
16th Jul 2012 10:02pm
16th Jul 2012 10:02pm
Smell of Love
I whispered sweet love
into your ear,
and your smell drove
me wild.
Each kiss burned fire;
extinguished by
another.
You laughed when I said
I couldn't get enough,
my face buried
in your hair, scent
divine.
Lips followed every
contour,
just to be a little
closer.
A curious addiction
that always
gets me high.
What IS that scent
you wear,
I asked with breathless
smiles.
"Why baby" you
purred against my lips,
"that is the smell
of Love." ...
into your ear,
and your smell drove
me wild.
Each kiss burned fire;
extinguished by
another.
You laughed when I said
I couldn't get enough,
my face buried
in your hair, scent
divine.
Lips followed every
contour,
just to be a little
closer.
A curious addiction
that always
gets me high.
What IS that scent
you wear,
I asked with breathless
smiles.
"Why baby" you
purred against my lips,
"that is the smell
of Love." ...
4294 reads
21 Comments
LOVE POEM
Published
14th Jul 2012 10:56am
14th Jul 2012 10:56am
Vessel
The tide rises and falls
within each breath.
Moistened lips of dew drop kisses
invade my sanctuary with
a welcomed intrusion.
In voices
a melody plays,
intoxicating ears to illusion.
Touches that burn through forever,
gaining nearness of proximity.
Slightness of air passes between us,
secrets shared,
wet without a touch.
Anticipation heightens,
gentle intensity.
Carried on mended wings of hope,
stowed deep within
this vessel
called....
my Heart
within each breath.
Moistened lips of dew drop kisses
invade my sanctuary with
a welcomed intrusion.
In voices
a melody plays,
intoxicating ears to illusion.
Touches that burn through forever,
gaining nearness of proximity.
Slightness of air passes between us,
secrets shared,
wet without a touch.
Anticipation heightens,
gentle intensity.
Carried on mended wings of hope,
stowed deep within
this vessel
called....
my Heart
910 reads
18 Comments
SELF POEM
Published
14th Jul 2012 1:44am
14th Jul 2012 1:44am
Melancholy
Sometimes I watch my hand tremble
yet hold pen to paper still.
Hovering above a line uncreased
listening to my soul's whisper.
Blank pages of the past
almost mocking in its taunt.
The urge to tell my story,
yet it's Now that matters.
Deeply I feel, too much at times
no attempt to express,
just let the drops flow.
Waves crash upon me,
pen runs softly dry
pages go unfilled of ink
printed with tears I cry
yet hold pen to paper still.
Hovering above a line uncreased
listening to my soul's whisper.
Blank pages of the past
almost mocking in its taunt.
The urge to tell my story,
yet it's Now that matters.
Deeply I feel, too much at times
no attempt to express,
just let the drops flow.
Waves crash upon me,
pen runs softly dry
pages go unfilled of ink
printed with tears I cry
924 reads
8 Comments
OBSERVATIONAL POEM
Published
12th Jul 2012 3:50pm
12th Jul 2012 3:50pm
Billowing Wings
Standing on the cusp of reason
adjusting to the light
winds billowing
beneath alabaster wings
feathers aligned
heart ready to soar
yet you stay
hovering on the edge of reason.
Unseen chains
clanging on ankles
weighted down regret
understanding not your vision
clouds of fear.
Unload the turmoil
release baggage of self
can't kiss the sun
if feet never leave the ground.
Coast on the wind sweet one
trust your spirit to soar.
...
adjusting to the light
winds billowing
beneath alabaster wings
feathers aligned
heart ready to soar
yet you stay
hovering on the edge of reason.
Unseen chains
clanging on ankles
weighted down regret
understanding not your vision
clouds of fear.
Unload the turmoil
release baggage of self
can't kiss the sun
if feet never leave the ground.
Coast on the wind sweet one
trust your spirit to soar.
...
850 reads
18 Comments
OBSERVATIONAL POEM
Published
11th Jul 2012 2:22pm
11th Jul 2012 2:22pm
Lost in Translation
Do words
lose their meaning
between paper and pen
do you hear
words unspoken
read them again
Do they
ebb and flow
nectar for the soul
do you listen
with your heart
feel them console
Do they
touch you in places
never reached before
do you sense
their true meaning
deep in your core
Do they
sail you on tides
of passion and bliss
do you discern
each nuance
...
lose their meaning
between paper and pen
do you hear
words unspoken
read them again
Do they
ebb and flow
nectar for the soul
do you listen
with your heart
feel them console
Do they
touch you in places
never reached before
do you sense
their true meaning
deep in your core
Do they
sail you on tides
of passion and bliss
do you discern
each nuance
...
1063 reads
18 Comments
OBSERVATIONAL POEM
Published
10th Jul 2012 6:37am
10th Jul 2012 6:37am
TRUE BEAUTY
True beauty
is born of a light
that transcends
the eternal darkness
of a forever night.
It shall call to those who in truth seek
not the glory
the adulation
or the awe of another,
but the crisp cool feel
of contentment,
of being whole within oneself.
Able to give to others
the gift within,
of true caring
as you breach all walls
in order to reach out
and share that light.
All shall know
for in that instant
that you cause another to smile
their eyes echoing happiness
lips pursing in internal bliss
they...
is born of a light
that transcends
the eternal darkness
of a forever night.
It shall call to those who in truth seek
not the glory
the adulation
or the awe of another,
but the crisp cool feel
of contentment,
of being whole within oneself.
Able to give to others
the gift within,
of true caring
as you breach all walls
in order to reach out
and share that light.
All shall know
for in that instant
that you cause another to smile
their eyes echoing happiness
lips pursing in internal bliss
they...
1082 reads
14 Comments
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