Thetravelingfairy
Poem Published
Yesterday 5:07pm
Yesterday 5:07pm
Pavements
curbside dreams, and smoggy streets
is where my body longs to be
where lampposts buzz
and the moon kisses my frost bitten cheeks
so rosy, though not one can see
i am alone, but far from lonely..
i have miles of pavement to keep me company
what good is daytime strolling
when all i do
is burn beneath the sun
and smear chalk onto everything?
that, and the heat
is just plain exhausting
so i pick myself up
when nobody’s watching
and carry on pavements
that never see walking
is where my body longs to be
where lampposts buzz
and the moon kisses my frost bitten cheeks
so rosy, though not one can see
i am alone, but far from lonely..
i have miles of pavement to keep me company
what good is daytime strolling
when all i do
is burn beneath the sun
and smear chalk onto everything?
that, and the heat
is just plain exhausting
so i pick myself up
when nobody’s watching
and carry on pavements
that never see walking
#moon
#night
#MentalHealth
#myself
#confusion
18 reads
4 Comments
SweetKittyCat5
Poem Published
3rd Mar 2021 3:32am
3rd Mar 2021 3:32am
Scaling To The Reach The Softens of The Moon
Visual- Oh Thy Beautiful Luna
#moon
#night
#lover
38 reads
20 Comments
PittinixDesigns
Poem Published
1st Mar 2021 9:26pm
1st Mar 2021 9:26pm
Tears Of Love
Alisa, you’re my conquest; you’re my wife
Darling, when you’re beside me,
You brighten up my world like the light of day
My happiness is being where you are
I recall the night you cried tears of love
We stood beneath millions of stars
The ancient moon was so bright
And we listened to the silence of the night
We looked into each other’s eyes
Then we moved our faces closer together
You were respiring heavily in the chilly air
And your heart was palpitating
All at once time appeared to stand still
When I felt the...
Darling, when you’re beside me,
You brighten up my world like the light of day
My happiness is being where you are
I recall the night you cried tears of love
We stood beneath millions of stars
The ancient moon was so bright
And we listened to the silence of the night
We looked into each other’s eyes
Then we moved our faces closer together
You were respiring heavily in the chilly air
And your heart was palpitating
All at once time appeared to stand still
When I felt the...
#happiness
#love
#moon
#stars
#night
17 reads
5 Comments
Rachelleundrgrd
Poem Published
21st Feb 2021 3:26am
21st Feb 2021 3:26am
Sometimes Awakening
Sometimes I awaken
body sensing instinctively
something amiss
felt departure from rightful station
drifted
no longer entwined
slumber rendering asunder
our tangled love tethers
foot reaching out
across infinite expanse
finds calf
hooks
as hand encircles
freshly-shorn crown
gentle outpour
of night love descending
synchronized out breath
anoints sacred homecoming
reunited as one
we orbit together again.
R.
body sensing instinctively
something amiss
felt departure from rightful station
drifted
no longer entwined
slumber rendering asunder
our tangled love tethers
foot reaching out
across infinite expanse
finds calf
hooks
as hand encircles
freshly-shorn crown
gentle outpour
of night love descending
synchronized out breath
anoints sacred homecoming
reunited as one
we orbit together again.
R.
#love
#dreams
#night #sleep
#night #sleep
38 reads
5 Comments
Bluevelvete
Poem Published
19th Feb 2021 6:59am
19th Feb 2021 6:59am
sit and listen.
i.
the colors are dark now
a sweet flickering
from soft lighted windowsill candles
glow, off in the distance;
catching my eye just right
it's then-
those dancing twists of light
are heartache perfect
ii.
fingers
absent in mind
tendril twirl
in repeated twirls;
my custom-made afterthought
blinded,
to an automatic action
of such a soothe,
that instigates to create
iii.
a hushed index finger
[pon nosetip]
sit and listen ...
the colors are dark now
a sweet flickering
from soft lighted windowsill candles
glow, off in the distance;
catching my eye just right
it's then-
those dancing twists of light
are heartache perfect
ii.
fingers
absent in mind
tendril twirl
in repeated twirls;
my custom-made afterthought
blinded,
to an automatic action
of such a soothe,
that instigates to create
iii.
a hushed index finger
[pon nosetip]
sit and listen ...
#night
#nature
#WritingPoetry
87 reads
37 Comments
adagio
Poem Published
13th Feb 2021 5:09pm
13th Feb 2021 5:09pm
Everybody out there all in free
Olly, olly oxen free"
"All in, All in, Everybody out there all in free"
Loud enough to stifle a Methodist hymn
In a night of the jugged hare
Sweet as a kiss of a pale stare
With a screeching of dark's limbo
And carnations floating in brine
In a night of the jugged hare
"All in, All in, Everybody out there all in free"
Loud enough to stifle a Methodist hymn
In a night of the jugged hare
Sweet as a kiss of a pale stare
With a screeching of dark's limbo
And carnations floating in brine
In a night of the jugged hare
#dark
#night
#shadows
42 reads
8 Comments
KristinaX
Poem Published
12th Feb 2021 2:53pm
12th Feb 2021 2:53pm
Midnight girl
Red lips. Stiletto heels
Dress, stockings, no underwear ...
And in the dark with a longed smile
She leaves to look for pain
The street is gloomy, quiet and deserted,
Behind only the sound of footsteps ...
And in the alley openly, shamelessly
Throw love at his feet ...
Let her lips smell like sex ...
Restrained moan ... His hands ...
Predator ... free ... the wild and rude
gives both affection and torment ...
They are drunk to the bottom ...
She is filled with him ...
Again handled roughly and...
Dress, stockings, no underwear ...
And in the dark with a longed smile
She leaves to look for pain
The street is gloomy, quiet and deserted,
Behind only the sound of footsteps ...
And in the alley openly, shamelessly
Throw love at his feet ...
Let her lips smell like sex ...
Restrained moan ... His hands ...
Predator ... free ... the wild and rude
gives both affection and torment ...
They are drunk to the bottom ...
She is filled with him ...
Again handled roughly and...
#lust
#sex
#night
#shame
#dirty
249 reads
37 Comments
Ljdynamic
Poem Published
10th Feb 2021 11:28am
10th Feb 2021 11:28am
Mourning Midnight Magnificence
Overcast overhangs and this nagging nebulous intrudes
on the inventive illusions of illumination.
Nevertheless, neglected striving shimmers shine
silhouettes of the shadows.
An agonizing ask to accept the absence of my nude
ashen face seductress; stolen saturation.
Credibly if I could create a leviathan lasso of thaumaturgic twine
its beauty could be brought below.
Soon the soothing silence of this night intends to untune
causing a considerable crave of its splendor.
Grieving...
on the inventive illusions of illumination.
Nevertheless, neglected striving shimmers shine
silhouettes of the shadows.
An agonizing ask to accept the absence of my nude
ashen face seductress; stolen saturation.
Credibly if I could create a leviathan lasso of thaumaturgic twine
its beauty could be brought below.
Soon the soothing silence of this night intends to untune
causing a considerable crave of its splendor.
Grieving...
#moon
#night
#rhyming #WritingPoetry
#rhyming #WritingPoetry
59 reads
7 Comments
IamPhenomenal
Poem Published
6th Feb 2021 2:20pm
6th Feb 2021 2:20pm
Silent night?
Dark gray night skys,
gentle lit by pail moonlight
my imagination let's me out to fly
I look for the moon but she is shy
She hides behind mountains clouds
For her beauty she is not proud
She will not show her self to a crowd
The stillness of the night so loud
As I look to the horizon
It splits and shatters
And dawn arises from the ashes
He wages war and the shy clashes
He throws his spears and his daggers
Seemingly sweet tangerine sunlight
Give the night sky such a fright
This horrific beauty is not right, ...
gentle lit by pail moonlight
my imagination let's me out to fly
I look for the moon but she is shy
She hides behind mountains clouds
For her beauty she is not proud
She will not show her self to a crowd
The stillness of the night so loud
As I look to the horizon
It splits and shatters
And dawn arises from the ashes
He wages war and the shy clashes
He throws his spears and his daggers
Seemingly sweet tangerine sunlight
Give the night sky such a fright
This horrific beauty is not right, ...
#moon
#night
#WritingPoetry
52 reads
3 Comments
anewpoet
William Fox
William Fox
Poem Published
31st Jan 2021 8:31am
31st Jan 2021 8:31am
Changing...Changes
Good fortune bad luck
everything in life
comes and goes
changing...changes
this is the reason why
nothing
stays the same all
things in creation is
in constant motion
changing
in some way or
another whether you
can see it or feel it
change
is never an illusion
change
will be oh so real
everything is
always changing
is how it all works
everything in life
comes and goes
changing...changes
this is the reason why
nothing
stays the same all
things in creation is
in constant motion
changing
in some way or
another whether you
can see it or feel it
change
is never an illusion
change
will be oh so real
everything is
always changing
is how it all works
#summer
#spring
#morning #night
#morning #night
36 reads
2 Comments
oskar
Poem Published
30th Jan 2021 1:57pm
30th Jan 2021 1:57pm
the lonely ship
The lonely ship
Crossing the Pacific Ocean and into The Indian Ocean
is tiresome even for a ship, days of calm bloody water
we have been abandoned.
It is beautiful but, it is like watching Mona Lisa for, say,
two months without getting fed up with the lady.
It lifts the spirit seeing another ship coming up of the horizon
in front of us; positioned near close enough to see the crew
wave or criticize the rust and colours.
Blue and yellow have they no taste!
It was enlivening we were able to talk and smile again lately
we had fallen...
Crossing the Pacific Ocean and into The Indian Ocean
is tiresome even for a ship, days of calm bloody water
we have been abandoned.
It is beautiful but, it is like watching Mona Lisa for, say,
two months without getting fed up with the lady.
It lifts the spirit seeing another ship coming up of the horizon
in front of us; positioned near close enough to see the crew
wave or criticize the rust and colours.
Blue and yellow have they no taste!
It was enlivening we were able to talk and smile again lately
we had fallen...
#spring
#morning
#night #dawn
#night #dawn
27 reads
0 Comments
Solomon_Song
Poem Published
30th Jan 2021 7:25am
30th Jan 2021 7:25am
OUR BEDTIME WEAR
This secret I'll share
about our night wear.
'Nothing but a grin',
with plenty bare skin
when I sleep at night
with My Heart's Delight.
While dear MHD
goes not quite nudie;
she wears a night shirt
like a mini skirt,
loose over her top,
no panties to drop.
Her hands can run free
over my body
when lain tum to tum
while I squeeze her bum
as stirring prelude
to an interlude
when our bed and sleep
together can't keep,
those moments awake
that we make bed shake.
about our night wear.
'Nothing but a grin',
with plenty bare skin
when I sleep at night
with My Heart's Delight.
While dear MHD
goes not quite nudie;
she wears a night shirt
like a mini skirt,
loose over her top,
no panties to drop.
Her hands can run free
over my body
when lain tum to tum
while I squeeze her bum
as stirring prelude
to an interlude
when our bed and sleep
together can't keep,
those moments awake
that we make bed shake.
#erotic
#night
#rhyming #sexy
#rhyming #sexy
96 reads
1 Comment
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