goldenmyst
Poem Published
7th Jul 2020 6:19am
7th Jul 2020 6:19am
Orange Grove
Orange Grove
My lover woman, Rowena is upgrading her R.N. license to a Nurse Practitioner. I am studying for my B.S. in hotel, restaurant, and tourism. We enrolled to wait until the job market improves.
Rowena and I take a job harvesting oranges in Plaquemines Parish down the river from New Orleans. We need extra cash between semesters. We bask in an Indian Summer day. I breathe in the fragrance of oranges on this December afternoon. Our sun-kissed bodies pass ghostlike through the grove. We giggle with delight under bright blue skies. Birds sail overhead, their...
My lover woman, Rowena is upgrading her R.N. license to a Nurse Practitioner. I am studying for my B.S. in hotel, restaurant, and tourism. We enrolled to wait until the job market improves.
Rowena and I take a job harvesting oranges in Plaquemines Parish down the river from New Orleans. We need extra cash between semesters. We bask in an Indian Summer day. I breathe in the fragrance of oranges on this December afternoon. Our sun-kissed bodies pass ghostlike through the grove. We giggle with delight under bright blue skies. Birds sail overhead, their...
#dreams
#morning
#night
#spiritual
#sensual
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2 Comments
JusTim_
Poem Published
5th Jul 2020 4:25pm
5th Jul 2020 4:25pm
It's just
Sky so bright
called in time,
a symphony
light speaking out
an epiphany
life holding tight
still a mystery
what we have right
making history
it don't care
it don't mind
we'll just leave it
all behind
another moment yet to see
the picture
of you just wanting me
cuz it don't care
no it don't mind
we're gonna leave it
all behind
staring fresh
renewed
days gone past
it doesn't care
it doesn't mind
but
surely it'll last
not...
called in time,
a symphony
light speaking out
an epiphany
life holding tight
still a mystery
what we have right
making history
it don't care
it don't mind
we'll just leave it
all behind
another moment yet to see
the picture
of you just wanting me
cuz it don't care
no it don't mind
we're gonna leave it
all behind
staring fresh
renewed
days gone past
it doesn't care
it doesn't mind
but
surely it'll last
not...
#night
35 reads
1 Comment
PittinixDesigns
Poem Published
5th Jul 2020 1:53pm
5th Jul 2020 1:53pm
You Can Kiss Me Later
Hi, I can’t help looking at you
I like your lavender dress
What’s your name?
You’re a fascinating woman
You do the tango well
I’d like to dance with you
The masked ball is almost over
Darling, it’s time to go
Acquaintance can become love
Give me your number
It doesn’t have to end here
Let me drive you home
You don’t have to kiss me now
You can kiss me later
I don’t want to say good night,
But I can’t stay until morning
If you enjoy my company,
We could meet again sometime
I like your lavender dress
What’s your name?
You’re a fascinating woman
You do the tango well
I’d like to dance with you
The masked ball is almost over
Darling, it’s time to go
Acquaintance can become love
Give me your number
It doesn’t have to end here
Let me drive you home
You don’t have to kiss me now
You can kiss me later
I don’t want to say good night,
But I can’t stay until morning
If you enjoy my company,
We could meet again sometime
#love
#home
#morning
#night
#dance
35 reads
3 Comments
DCLXVI_1989
Poem Published
4th Jul 2020 8:55am
4th Jul 2020 8:55am
Random Locations Lead to You
Copper,
Weighed against the coin.
In hopes to balance out.
Silver forked tongue,
Of the coppermouth.
Scales,
Against the weight.
As time itself sits by.
Wait to see,
Folded as if blind.
Blindfolded,
Cut down at the legs.
Forced to bow.
If there shall be divinty,
Then in mine now.
To strip the vein,
Down into it's core.
Bleeding naked,
Still relentless,
Off to soar.
Sore.
Muscles in pain.
Touch to soothe,
Loose hand of runes,
Tumbles your name.
...
Weighed against the coin.
In hopes to balance out.
Silver forked tongue,
Of the coppermouth.
Scales,
Against the weight.
As time itself sits by.
Wait to see,
Folded as if blind.
Blindfolded,
Cut down at the legs.
Forced to bow.
If there shall be divinty,
Then in mine now.
To strip the vein,
Down into it's core.
Bleeding naked,
Still relentless,
Off to soar.
Sore.
Muscles in pain.
Touch to soothe,
Loose hand of runes,
Tumbles your name.
...
#moon
#night
22 reads
0 Comments
Summerrain75
Poem Published
3rd Jul 2020 8:57am
3rd Jul 2020 8:57am
The Phantom of Beauty
The Phantom of Beauty
viz
viz
#beauty
#moon
#night
48 reads
10 Comments
BeginningPoet
Poem Published
3rd Jul 2020 6:15am
3rd Jul 2020 6:15am
Hot Summer Nights
The stars unwittingly
strike their pose,
the moon refuses to shine
while hiding behind a veil
of discontent,
and the wind will not speak
while the night is so hot.
Even the flowers in the darkness
melt and flow like wet pastels,
dripping and staining
the parched earth.
The soil begs for rain
by the drop or downpour,
anything to quench
the thirst it is feeling
during the hot summer nights.
strike their pose,
the moon refuses to shine
while hiding behind a veil
of discontent,
and the wind will not speak
while the night is so hot.
Even the flowers in the darkness
melt and flow like wet pastels,
dripping and staining
the parched earth.
The soil begs for rain
by the drop or downpour,
anything to quench
the thirst it is feeling
during the hot summer nights.
#earth
#moon
#stars
#summer
#night
44 reads
8 Comments
brokentitanium
Poem Published
1st Jul 2020 3:30am
1st Jul 2020 3:30am
Fireflies
dark-defying bugs
glitter-dusting forest's edge
are they earth-bound stars?
glitter-dusting forest's edge
are they earth-bound stars?
#night
#nature
#haiku
50 reads
7 Comments
Alan-S-Jeeves
Poem Published
29th Jun 2020 5:19pm
29th Jun 2020 5:19pm
In The Cool Night Air
The bistred day has fallen still,
A darkened mead hangs overhead;
The hush within the evening chill
Chants now the yore has gone to bed.
A gently breeze steals from the west,
Cool along the shadowed lanes;
The sunburned broil, now at rest,
Its warmth has gone, though still remains.
The cool night air stands all alone
Anon the past is gone to sleep;
Daytime secrets tossed and blown,
The faithful night for ere to keep.
Secrets that the breeze fears speak,
Winnowing in the night-time swell;
Brushing eastward 'gainst your...
A darkened mead hangs overhead;
The hush within the evening chill
Chants now the yore has gone to bed.
A gently breeze steals from the west,
Cool along the shadowed lanes;
The sunburned broil, now at rest,
Its warmth has gone, though still remains.
The cool night air stands all alone
Anon the past is gone to sleep;
Daytime secrets tossed and blown,
The faithful night for ere to keep.
Secrets that the breeze fears speak,
Winnowing in the night-time swell;
Brushing eastward 'gainst your...
#fall
#night
#spiritual
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BeginningPoet
Poem Published
28th Jun 2020 10:54pm
28th Jun 2020 10:54pm
Imagination
Where there is imagination
and wonder, there is no end,
like bright leaves lifting
from there perches,
or butterflies
taking to the air.
Growing rivers and streams
traveling along chosen pathways,
laughing out loud
with each flower they pass.
Sweet season, calm yourself,
always leave the spectator
wanting more, you drift away
the sun shines his smile
as approval.
Evening awaits, holding
everything in scripted embraces,
night now approaching
as the moon casually...
and wonder, there is no end,
like bright leaves lifting
from there perches,
or butterflies
taking to the air.
Growing rivers and streams
traveling along chosen pathways,
laughing out loud
with each flower they pass.
Sweet season, calm yourself,
always leave the spectator
wanting more, you drift away
the sun shines his smile
as approval.
Evening awaits, holding
everything in scripted embraces,
night now approaching
as the moon casually...
#sky
#clouds
#morning
#night
#nature
57 reads
11 Comments
Bawaga
Poem Published
28th Jun 2020 1:21am
28th Jun 2020 1:21am
Dusk
The crying 'caaw' echoes in the cool breeze...
as it wearily takes flight
far away into the dusky sky
Gentle whispers wonder through the trees
as they arch and bow
I move to their hum
Soothingly and innocently
the soft caresses strengthen me
I am wooed by this smooth golden masterpiece
standing before me with solemn dignity
showing off it's uncomparable beauty
and onwards the faithful river flows
winding its way with me
reliably, meaningfully, eternally
while the water glistens
with truth and honesty
as it wearily takes flight
far away into the dusky sky
Gentle whispers wonder through the trees
as they arch and bow
I move to their hum
Soothingly and innocently
the soft caresses strengthen me
I am wooed by this smooth golden masterpiece
standing before me with solemn dignity
showing off it's uncomparable beauty
and onwards the faithful river flows
winding its way with me
reliably, meaningfully, eternally
while the water glistens
with truth and honesty
#loneliness
#heartbroken
#summer #night
#summer #night
73 reads
18 Comments
asbr808
Anthony R
Anthony R
Poem Published
24th Jun 2020 4:16pm
24th Jun 2020 4:16pm
I love the night
In the haze, deep in the urban forest,
A bug flies in the dark
And comes across
A matchstick, a set of drums, and a plastic menu
In the dumpster.
He lands on the menu
And sees foods in lettering
Smells of the waste in the dumpster
A universal comfort--
Trash all smells the same
And our fly is happy,
Licking up the soda stickings on the walls
And the bits of refuse.
The night hums, silently,
You can hear the dark
As a fawn nestles in her spot in the meadow
And the birds are sleeping
And the hawk is still...
A bug flies in the dark
And comes across
A matchstick, a set of drums, and a plastic menu
In the dumpster.
He lands on the menu
And sees foods in lettering
Smells of the waste in the dumpster
A universal comfort--
Trash all smells the same
And our fly is happy,
Licking up the soda stickings on the walls
And the bits of refuse.
The night hums, silently,
You can hear the dark
As a fawn nestles in her spot in the meadow
And the birds are sleeping
And the hawk is still...
#forest
#night
33 reads
4 Comments
Darkpoem
Mochii
Mochii
Poem Published
24th Jun 2020 9:27am
24th Jun 2020 9:27am
2 am thoughts
It's 2 am and I have no idea what I'm awake for
Midnight thoughts and midnight fears
Keeping calm and trying to quiet my mind isn't
As easy as you make it sound
Get out of my head
Keep me collected
Can't hear the cars over my internal screaming
The rain falls
Keeping in rhythm with the beating of my heart
Thump thump thump
Who's outside
The door creaks open
But it's the cat
Terrified to sleep or wake up
Not breathing
Like Kayla
She's gone since November
Wounds sting months later
Never said goodbye ...
Midnight thoughts and midnight fears
Keeping calm and trying to quiet my mind isn't
As easy as you make it sound
Get out of my head
Keep me collected
Can't hear the cars over my internal screaming
The rain falls
Keeping in rhythm with the beating of my heart
Thump thump thump
Who's outside
The door creaks open
But it's the cat
Terrified to sleep or wake up
Not breathing
Like Kayla
She's gone since November
Wounds sting months later
Never said goodbye ...
#anxiety
#depression
#death
#night
#cancer
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