Submissions by jagracia
POEMS AND SHORT STORIES
Poet Introduction
Poet, painter, wanderer, and observer.
LOVE POEM
Published
8th Dec 2013 7:45pm
8th Dec 2013 7:45pm
Obscured by Clouds
the moon obscured by clouds
passes through her phases
her sunflower yearns for light
and wraps her in his petals
passes through her phases
her sunflower yearns for light
and wraps her in his petals
491 reads
14 Comments
LOVE POEM
Published
7th Dec 2013 9:33pm
7th Dec 2013 9:33pm
one rainy day
the rain falls slowly
an endless drizzle
the wind out of the north
I ponder a book of poems
waiting for my lover...
an endless drizzle
the wind out of the north
I ponder a book of poems
waiting for my lover...
433 reads
16 Comments
SELF POEM
Published
26th Nov 2013 10:16pm
26th Nov 2013 10:16pm
Origins
staring at an empty canvas
a myriad of colours
at my fingertips
yet too far away to grasp
but where does it start?
out of the pain of life
in the wound art begins...
a myriad of colours
at my fingertips
yet too far away to grasp
but where does it start?
out of the pain of life
in the wound art begins...
434 reads
15 Comments
LOVE POEM
Published
25th Nov 2013 11:46pm
25th Nov 2013 11:46pm
Quiet
Every morning he brings her coffee in bed
the smell awakens her slowly from a warm sleep
He thinks of her, puts her first,
and she knows she is his center
He takes care of her, listens to her, comforts her,
makes her feel how important she is
He does this because he must, devotion to her happiness
unremarked in the outside world, unnoticed...
unspoken...his love is quiet…
the smell awakens her slowly from a warm sleep
He thinks of her, puts her first,
and she knows she is his center
He takes care of her, listens to her, comforts her,
makes her feel how important she is
He does this because he must, devotion to her happiness
unremarked in the outside world, unnoticed...
unspoken...his love is quiet…
593 reads
18 Comments
SELF POEM
Published
25th Nov 2013 11:32pm
25th Nov 2013 11:32pm
why
why use a lot of words
when a few suffice?
why ask when you already
know the answer?
why shout when a whisper
is loud enough?
when a few suffice?
why ask when you already
know the answer?
why shout when a whisper
is loud enough?
467 reads
15 Comments
LOVE POEM
Published
19th Nov 2013 00:21am
19th Nov 2013 00:21am
first and last
I thought my first love would last forever
my second love, a few months…
but you, my last love,
your name I whisper in silence...
my second love, a few months…
but you, my last love,
your name I whisper in silence...
608 reads
21 Comments
SELF POEM
Published
15th Nov 2013 7:29pm
15th Nov 2013 7:29pm
In un’altra vita
In another life
the dream and
the dreamer
embrace
in that twilight
moment between
shadow and light...
the dream and
the dreamer
embrace
in that twilight
moment between
shadow and light...
307 reads
11 Comments
LOVE POEM
Published
15th Nov 2013 4:37pm
15th Nov 2013 4:37pm
Awakening
I awoke this morning
you were not beside me,
you never are
but inside, gently sleeping
wrapped around me
you are...
you were not beside me,
you never are
but inside, gently sleeping
wrapped around me
you are...
498 reads
11 Comments
LOVE POEM
Published
14th Nov 2013 2:25am
14th Nov 2013 2:25am
Flower Power
If the sunflower loves the moon,
the stars will be jealous…
and the moon will beam
her happiness…
the stars will be jealous…
and the moon will beam
her happiness…
455 reads
13 Comments
SELF POEM
Published
5th Nov 2013 7:52pm
5th Nov 2013 7:52pm
...sleeping in
The alarm went off
leaving me to sleep
another half hour
I don't care if
it comes back,
not really...
leaving me to sleep
another half hour
I don't care if
it comes back,
not really...
471 reads
15 Comments
LOVE POEM
Published
2nd Nov 2013 6:22pm
2nd Nov 2013 6:22pm
If only...
If only my heart were stone
and not so crozzled
if only it were surrounded
by an ocean buffered
from your ebb and flow
If only I could stand the spray,
the crashing upon your shoals,
your hands molding my art
I would not miss your caresses:
that’s not the shape of my heart
and not so crozzled
if only it were surrounded
by an ocean buffered
from your ebb and flow
If only I could stand the spray,
the crashing upon your shoals,
your hands molding my art
I would not miss your caresses:
that’s not the shape of my heart
456 reads
5 Comments
SELF POEM
Published
31st Oct 2013 11:39pm
31st Oct 2013 11:39pm
Tilted Kilt
Although I’m not Scottish
I sometimes like to wear
a kilt
because it’s the only
way a man can keep
his cool
in public
I sometimes like to wear
a kilt
because it’s the only
way a man can keep
his cool
in public
500 reads
11 Comments
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