It's the Sunday 8-Sentence snippet. A talented group of writers post and share an excerpt or a work in 8 sentences. Check out the other submissions here: Weekend Writing Warriors
This week's poem: Ah...sweet, new love...need I say more?
To Steal a Kiss
To steal a kiss--
If only.
There you are,
Across the room.
My heart launches
Out towards you.
Those moments,
Private tenderness,
Sustain me.
But
There you are,
So close, and yet more distant than I wish.
I touch you with my gaze,
Or try.
When will I hold you again?
I close my eyes
And dream...
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Showing posts with label Love. Show all posts
Friday, October 25, 2013
Friday, October 4, 2013
Birthday Wishes
So it's October now. The sun still holds some warmth, and the colors are beginning to turn. Lovely time of year.
This week's offering is a birthday poem I wrote for my sweetie. It may not be polished - but it is heartfelt. ("Creative grammar" has been applied, in order to meet the 8 sentence guideline.)
The day you were born,
The world became brighter-
The sparkle of your inner joy
Lights my world.
Let's melt and flow,
And I don't mean like Rocky Road-
You are the butter to my popcorn,
That gives it zest and flavor-
The shade to my lamp,
That tempers the light and sets the mood.
The sound of our unbridled laughter, rushes forth with pure delight-
The look in your eyes - that look,
And the world melts away-
Nestled in your arms, I am safe from harm - for a little while.
The me reflected in your eyes,
Is me-
And that is joy. Freedom. And well-being.
So Happy Birthday to you, my love.
May your kindness and goodness continue to light your way, now and for years to come.
For more Weekend Writing Warriors submissions, go here.
This week's offering is a birthday poem I wrote for my sweetie. It may not be polished - but it is heartfelt. ("Creative grammar" has been applied, in order to meet the 8 sentence guideline.)
The day you were born,
The world became brighter-
The sparkle of your inner joy
Lights my world.
Let's melt and flow,
And I don't mean like Rocky Road-
You are the butter to my popcorn,
That gives it zest and flavor-
The shade to my lamp,
That tempers the light and sets the mood.
The sound of our unbridled laughter, rushes forth with pure delight-
The look in your eyes - that look,
And the world melts away-
Nestled in your arms, I am safe from harm - for a little while.
The me reflected in your eyes,
Is me-
And that is joy. Freedom. And well-being.
So Happy Birthday to you, my love.
May your kindness and goodness continue to light your way, now and for years to come.
For more Weekend Writing Warriors submissions, go here.
Monday, September 23, 2013
Beautiful Autumn Day
My writings have several themes: newness, freedom, growth. Love. Grief. And they usually tumble forth in a heap, in several minutes.
Here's this week's offering:
Your soul has a fringe.
I run my finger alongside
And I fluff it gently,
Like a velvety decorator pillow.
Today it's red with bold uninhibited love.
Passion.
Most days it's a bright happy color.
The color of your smile.
I lay my head on your soul.
Sometimes to rest,
Sometimes to sing
Always to be met with warmth,
And comfort.
Link back here to see more fantastic writing. That's the Weekend Writing Warriors site. Full of talented writers.
Here's this week's offering:
Your soul has a fringe.
I run my finger alongside
And I fluff it gently,
Like a velvety decorator pillow.
Today it's red with bold uninhibited love.
Passion.
Most days it's a bright happy color.
The color of your smile.
I lay my head on your soul.
Sometimes to rest,
Sometimes to sing
Always to be met with warmth,
And comfort.
Link back here to see more fantastic writing. That's the Weekend Writing Warriors site. Full of talented writers.
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