bcpoet
Lawrence
Lawrence
Poem Published
17th Dec 2017 5:36am
17th Dec 2017 5:36am
Christmas Miracle
it's warm tonight
there's twinkling light
it's christmas time
the trees are bright
I slipped away
somewhere today
ego bound
I could not stay
it's time to breathe
and time to leave
the strange desires
that seemed to weave
in and out
and up and down
through all my thoughts
where they were found -
it's warm tonight
now feeling right
while letting go
and feeling light
floating free
of gravity
in a place
that's inside me
there's twinkling light
it's christmas time
the trees are bright
I slipped away
somewhere today
ego bound
I could not stay
it's time to breathe
and time to leave
the strange desires
that seemed to weave
in and out
and up and down
through all my thoughts
where they were found -
it's warm tonight
now feeling right
while letting go
and feeling light
floating free
of gravity
in a place
that's inside me
#Christmas
#holiday
#SelfReflection #nostalgia
#SelfReflection #nostalgia
979 reads
2 Comments
bcpoet
Lawrence
Lawrence
Poem Published
17th Dec 2017 5:36am
17th Dec 2017 5:36am
Christmas Miracle
it's warm tonight
there's twinkling light
it's christmas time
the trees are bright
I slipped away
somewhere today
ego bound
I could not stay
it's time to breathe
and time to leave
the strange desires
that seemed to weave
in and out
and up and down
through all my thoughts
where they were found -
it's warm tonight
now feeling right
while letting go
and feeling light
floating free
of gravity
in a place
that's inside me
there's twinkling light
it's christmas time
the trees are bright
I slipped away
somewhere today
ego bound
I could not stay
it's time to breathe
and time to leave
the strange desires
that seemed to weave
in and out
and up and down
through all my thoughts
where they were found -
it's warm tonight
now feeling right
while letting go
and feeling light
floating free
of gravity
in a place
that's inside me
#Christmas
#holiday
#SelfReflection #nostalgia
#SelfReflection #nostalgia
979 reads
2 Comments
bcpoet
Lawrence
Lawrence
Poem Published
17th Dec 2017 5:36am
17th Dec 2017 5:36am
Christmas Miracle
it's warm tonight
there's twinkling light
it's christmas time
the trees are bright
I slipped away
somewhere today
ego bound
I could not stay
it's time to breathe
and time to leave
the strange desires
that seemed to weave
in and out
and up and down
through all my thoughts
where they were found -
it's warm tonight
now feeling right
while letting go
and feeling light
floating free
of gravity
in a place
that's inside me
there's twinkling light
it's christmas time
the trees are bright
I slipped away
somewhere today
ego bound
I could not stay
it's time to breathe
and time to leave
the strange desires
that seemed to weave
in and out
and up and down
through all my thoughts
where they were found -
it's warm tonight
now feeling right
while letting go
and feeling light
floating free
of gravity
in a place
that's inside me
#Christmas
#holiday
#SelfReflection #nostalgia
#SelfReflection #nostalgia
979 reads
2 Comments
bcpoet
Lawrence
Lawrence
Poem Published
17th Dec 2017 5:36am
17th Dec 2017 5:36am
Christmas Miracle
it's warm tonight
there's twinkling light
it's christmas time
the trees are bright
I slipped away
somewhere today
ego bound
I could not stay
it's time to breathe
and time to leave
the strange desires
that seemed to weave
in and out
and up and down
through all my thoughts
where they were found -
it's warm tonight
now feeling right
while letting go
and feeling light
floating free
of gravity
in a place
that's inside me
there's twinkling light
it's christmas time
the trees are bright
I slipped away
somewhere today
ego bound
I could not stay
it's time to breathe
and time to leave
the strange desires
that seemed to weave
in and out
and up and down
through all my thoughts
where they were found -
it's warm tonight
now feeling right
while letting go
and feeling light
floating free
of gravity
in a place
that's inside me
#Christmas
#holiday
#SelfReflection #nostalgia
#SelfReflection #nostalgia
979 reads
2 Comments
averageJoe69
Ron Summers
Ron Summers
Poem Published
6th May 2024 11:38pm
6th May 2024 11:38pm
Housekeeping
#holiday
#sex
195 reads
2 Comments
averageJoe69
Ron Summers
Ron Summers
Poem Published
6th May 2024 11:38pm
6th May 2024 11:38pm
Housekeeping
#holiday
#sex
195 reads
2 Comments
DamianDeadLove
Poem Published
25th Dec 2024 6:01am
25th Dec 2024 6:01am
A Merry Metal Xmas
Merry Christmas, to all the poets/poetesses here at DU. This year was only the beginning, folks. Seems arriving here has put some wind in the sails of my creative journey. That was my Christmas gift, I received from my fellow writers here at DU. You all helped me rise again like a glorious phoenix. Or some other town in Arizona. lol. What movie did I quote that line from? Anybody? I know who'll take a stab at it, and will probably get it right.
There will be more poems, lyrics, prose, stories, music talk, and interviews. Trust me. I'm embarking on, The Stay Vigilant Tour of...
There will be more poems, lyrics, prose, stories, music talk, and interviews. Trust me. I'm embarking on, The Stay Vigilant Tour of...
#Christmas
#holiday
170 reads
30 Comments
DamianDeadLove
Poem Published
25th Dec 2024 6:01am
25th Dec 2024 6:01am
A Merry Metal Xmas
Merry Christmas, to all the poets/poetesses here at DU. This year was only the beginning, folks. Seems arriving here has put some wind in the sails of my creative journey. That was my Christmas gift, I received from my fellow writers here at DU. You all helped me rise again like a glorious phoenix. Or some other town in Arizona. lol. What movie did I quote that line from? Anybody? I know who'll take a stab at it, and will probably get it right.
There will be more poems, lyrics, prose, stories, music talk, and interviews. Trust me. I'm embarking on, The Stay Vigilant Tour of...
There will be more poems, lyrics, prose, stories, music talk, and interviews. Trust me. I'm embarking on, The Stay Vigilant Tour of...
#Christmas
#holiday
170 reads
30 Comments
goldenmyst
Poem Published
Today 1:32am
Today 1:32am
Mardi Gras Dreamer
Mardi Gras Dreamer
songbird
lost in the parade
gathers doubloons
that shine purple and gold
like Royal coinage
from the majesty of floats
with crowds yelling
throw me something mister
but the wealth of love
in her heart
is a treasure chest
for the Mardi Gras in her soul
that Ash Wednesday cannot vanquish
when the priest smudges a reminder
that life returns to dust
upon her furrowed brow
but she knows like a Pythian oracle
that her spirit will shine
like the eyes of the sun
in a Rio...
songbird
lost in the parade
gathers doubloons
that shine purple and gold
like Royal coinage
from the majesty of floats
with crowds yelling
throw me something mister
but the wealth of love
in her heart
is a treasure chest
for the Mardi Gras in her soul
that Ash Wednesday cannot vanquish
when the priest smudges a reminder
that life returns to dust
upon her furrowed brow
but she knows like a Pythian oracle
that her spirit will shine
like the eyes of the sun
in a Rio...
#city
#dreams
#holiday
#love
#romantic
25 reads
2 Comments
goldenmyst
Poem Published
Today 1:32am
Today 1:32am
Mardi Gras Dreamer
Mardi Gras Dreamer
songbird
lost in the parade
gathers doubloons
that shine purple and gold
like Royal coinage
from the majesty of floats
with crowds yelling
throw me something mister
but the wealth of love
in her heart
is a treasure chest
for the Mardi Gras in her soul
that Ash Wednesday cannot vanquish
when the priest smudges a reminder
that life returns to dust
upon her furrowed brow
but she knows like a Pythian oracle
that her spirit will shine
like the eyes of the sun
in a Rio...
songbird
lost in the parade
gathers doubloons
that shine purple and gold
like Royal coinage
from the majesty of floats
with crowds yelling
throw me something mister
but the wealth of love
in her heart
is a treasure chest
for the Mardi Gras in her soul
that Ash Wednesday cannot vanquish
when the priest smudges a reminder
that life returns to dust
upon her furrowed brow
but she knows like a Pythian oracle
that her spirit will shine
like the eyes of the sun
in a Rio...
#city
#dreams
#holiday
#love
#romantic
25 reads
2 Comments
goldenmyst
Poem Published
Today 1:32am
Today 1:32am
Mardi Gras Dreamer
Mardi Gras Dreamer
songbird
lost in the parade
gathers doubloons
that shine purple and gold
like Royal coinage
from the majesty of floats
with crowds yelling
throw me something mister
but the wealth of love
in her heart
is a treasure chest
for the Mardi Gras in her soul
that Ash Wednesday cannot vanquish
when the priest smudges a reminder
that life returns to dust
upon her furrowed brow
but she knows like a Pythian oracle
that her spirit will shine
like the eyes of the sun
in a Rio...
songbird
lost in the parade
gathers doubloons
that shine purple and gold
like Royal coinage
from the majesty of floats
with crowds yelling
throw me something mister
but the wealth of love
in her heart
is a treasure chest
for the Mardi Gras in her soul
that Ash Wednesday cannot vanquish
when the priest smudges a reminder
that life returns to dust
upon her furrowed brow
but she knows like a Pythian oracle
that her spirit will shine
like the eyes of the sun
in a Rio...
#city
#dreams
#holiday
#love
#romantic
25 reads
2 Comments
goldenmyst
Poem Published
Today 1:32am
Today 1:32am
Mardi Gras Dreamer
Mardi Gras Dreamer
songbird
lost in the parade
gathers doubloons
that shine purple and gold
like Royal coinage
from the majesty of floats
with crowds yelling
throw me something mister
but the wealth of love
in her heart
is a treasure chest
for the Mardi Gras in her soul
that Ash Wednesday cannot vanquish
when the priest smudges a reminder
that life returns to dust
upon her furrowed brow
but she knows like a Pythian oracle
that her spirit will shine
like the eyes of the sun
in a Rio...
songbird
lost in the parade
gathers doubloons
that shine purple and gold
like Royal coinage
from the majesty of floats
with crowds yelling
throw me something mister
but the wealth of love
in her heart
is a treasure chest
for the Mardi Gras in her soul
that Ash Wednesday cannot vanquish
when the priest smudges a reminder
that life returns to dust
upon her furrowed brow
but she knows like a Pythian oracle
that her spirit will shine
like the eyes of the sun
in a Rio...
#city
#dreams
#holiday
#love
#romantic
25 reads
2 Comments
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