This poem grew just moments before bedtime last "night". I was surprised at how well it worked. Woven Dreams - 31 Oct 13 Unexpected words Touch we Warm caress Kisses woven Warming flow Love’s web Breath invites Sweet sigh Interlaced dreams I am constantly pleased at how Muse offers me little suggestions.
Listening to a random selection of music tracks from various groups and this poem started drifting through my mind. Then And Now - 29 Oct 13 Sweet child of time Watching me From the space Between moments The intersection Of the planes Of the then And the now She smiles and Sings me a Love song Sweet Lady sings a sweet Love song.
A Love song, written in a folk ballad style, with a touch of melancholy. I Wonder - 28 Oct 13 A tall ship stands In the western harbour And I wonder Who she is waiting for A soft wind Gathers the scent of spice From the sea To carry it across the land I remember those mellow days Filled with warm sunshine And I wonder Who is waiting there now A sweet voice Gathers my memories From wherever they lie To carry them back to me A gentle touch of a soft hand Wakes the Love within me And I wonder Shall I see her again? This was born just after the one posted yesterday, it came as something of a surprise to me when it emerged.
With quite a large measure of "limite surréaliste" I present this poem, birthed amid the sound of winds and rain. Wilderness - 28 Oct 13 No path to follow Feeling a hand Taking mine Leading me Urging me on Wanting to show A secret Help me to see She waits Patiently Till the secret Unfolds It would be interesting to see where this trackless way through the wilderness leads.
Another Love poem, this grew seemingly out of nothing. I find it fascinating when Muse offers little suggestions. She Knows Me - 27 Oct 13 Gentle smile Warmth in her eyes Looking at me Caring Soft touch Opens my Heart To her ~ alone Requesting Quiet whisper Words of Love Hold my Soul Forever Sweet kisses Secret words Hold us together Eternally I really Love the offerings that Muse gives me.
This poem grew quite suddenly out of a tiny hint held in the opening line. Time Tied - 25 Oct 13 In all the days Before All the days From now on We have been Will be One Time has tied us Together In the tide Of Love I seem to be caught in a cycle of Love songs ~ Excellent *rubs hands together*
A subtle Love song ~ nothing more to say. Love Flower - 25 Oct 13 Petals of a Love Once bloomed In a secret place Perfume lingers Love flower Always blooms Often unexpected Always welcomed There will be more somewhen soon.
This poem was birthed when I saw the words that form the title line and then it grew quite quickly. Cold Nights - 24 Oct 13 Shiver I call you to me No matter how far apart We are Our thoughts are together We warm each other With just a spirit touch Keeping warm In the night A good way to keep warm.
Another Haikū formed from the memory of travelling to school on Autumn mornings and combined with the actual time of year now. Autumn Morning [Haikū] - 22 Oct 13 Aki no asa Red sun hangs ~ empty branches Watching mist dancing
I don't think I need to say more ... Conflict Of Interests - 22 Oct 13 Bed calls me back Insisting Sleep is good Muse argues So many things to write Offers images Mind says Let me … Just … ... really I don't. zzzzzzzzzz
This was an accidental Senryū ~ I had written three lines and, only later, discovered that I was just a few syllables short of the seventeen needed to create a Senryū. Afternoon Haze [Senryū] - 21 Oct 13 Afternoons go on Forever ~ hazy hours Drifting in our thoughts I Love it when things just fall into place.
Another "limite surréaliste" poem. This one grew without any expectation or, seemingly, without any inspiration point, even the title was the last to appear. Secret Mysteries - 20 Oct 13 Secret touch of perfume Intimate whispers She leads me on With promises Of her mysteries Offered to unfold Around me Stories captivate Paint the depths With words Her petals open On re-reading the poem I realise that the subject could be a woman or a flower, possibly both at the same time.
Written to honour the lunar eclipse, even though I did not actually get to see it. This poem is also a Love song and should be read as such in that light too. Eclipse Visitation - 19 Oct 13 In the wilderness Beneath the Moon’s gaze I wait Blood shadow Drifts across her face Eclipse In the darkness My Lady comes to me Takes me in her arms Lays soft kisses on me Whispers ~ Our Love is Eternal ~ Moonlight returns I still hear My Lady’s voice Whispers echo loud Across the wilderness ~ We will always be together Remember ~ These events are really powerful, as are the consequences.
Back to the subtle Love songs again. She Watched Me - 18 Oct 13 Through many lives Through many eyes She watched me Her hands held me Offered me Love Shared her worlds With me I Love them whether subtle or clear.
Another poem with more than just a hint of "limite surréaliste" to it. Midnight Moons - 17 Oct 13 Starsong Echoes of an ancient tongue Still whispered In the halls of time Across the plains of midnight Under the phantom moons I wait Listening to the song On the shore The silent sun turns to the sea Calls her back to stand Beside us once again The journey is complete Whispers stilled Now we just listen to the Starsong I Love the way these poems are developing.
Listening to the rain outside my window, not really relevant but I wanted to set the scene, this poem suddenly grew in a matter of moments. Word To Be Said - 16 Oct 13 Tiny pieces of paper Each with a word On them Scrambled sentences Gathered in a heap Shouting at me To answer them One word shouts loudest Knowing it will be heard I whisper it to you Love That one word, usually spoken in a whisper is often the loudest of all.
A return to the Ocean theme that was part of my writing for a while. Ocean Dream - 14 Oct 13 Footprints in wet sand Ocean claims them back As they fade Dreams In sunlight Warm Ocean waves Wrap Caress Words written in the sand Whisper now Dreams in far-off lands Where the footprints Come to rest With the Ocean Cradling Good to have her back again.
A slightly different edge to this poem. New Dreams Tomorrow - 13 Oct 13 Together In the darkness Of tomorrow We hold the dreams Gather the pieces Reshape them Into something new Claim the darkness For ourselves Recolour it Together This was not entirely what I was expecting but still, it works.
Another poem that has elements of "limite surréaliste" in the construction. We Are - 12 Oct 13 I am you Strange words pass Through my mind Strange worlds shone In my eyes You are me Confluence of thought Wrapped in water Flow through me Touching everywhere We are we Echoes of the Love We are reverberate Through all of time Reflecting We Obviously it is the way my mind is constructed too.
The first stanza took me and refused to let go, I followed the path offered and the rest of the poem grew quite rapidly. Glimpsing Her Star - 11 Oct 13 Over the edge Of the horizon She waits Chasing her Through my dreams Unformed memories I can see her In glimpses Through the curtains A star only seen When not looked at Directly Her Love shines Brighter than the sun Her dawn Her dawn ~ a Lovely time.
This poem was birthed at about 03:30 and is most certainly a "limite surréaliste". The words just tumbled into my head and I wrote them out. Contradictions - 10 Oct 13 In the minutia of thought A fragment of forgotten ideas In which forbidden dreams Gather and gain a foothold A sky full of holes shines Fills the light with darkness A sunbow drinks From the well of sighs Orchids satisfy the hunger Of the Soul ~ stills the stalking tongue Ice ~ slip On the bridge of midnight The tyrant mind Scatters petals from a random thought Across the sheets of silk Restless night Not totally certain what it all means but it has an interesting feel to it, I think.
This poem grew "just because" it felt right and, reading it again, it still feels right. Kiss In Waiting - 09 Oct 13 Waiting A promised kiss Upon meeting Longing for that moment Longing In secret and In all the moments Around The promised kiss Already enflames my lips Kissing is fun.
Another new Love song. Flowers - 08 Oct 13 Flowers In an open book Perfume pressed In the pages Petals remember Our time together Called back into memory Kisses pressed From our lips Into the pages Rainbow petals Rainbow kisses We turn the pages Of our book To the unwritten future I'm happy with another Love song ~ long may they continue.
Really not certain what this poem is, it has elements of "limite surréaliste" and something else, though I know not what. Silent Days - 07 Oct 13 Silent days Follow silent nights Ghosts of winter Wait Secret places call Beckon with invisible hands Inviting Winter is coming soon Silent songs Play only in the mind Can be heard In the phantom breeze That ripples the curtains Of the mind Muse works in mysterious ways.
A chance sighting of the first line triggered the rest of the poem to form. Untouched - 06 Oct 13 An untouched world Small whispers Resound through me Gentle kisses Brush my mind Wake me Soft touches From a world Never touched But one who knows Me And all I am In a way this is a continuation of the Love poem series, once again with a different feel.
Another little Love song, I was expecting it to be a bit longer but discovered that it was complete at this length. Angels - 04 Oct 13 Angels leave footprints On the beach of my Soul Gentle traces spell your name At the waters edge I have been to that waters edge ...
A little Love song from a slightly different angle. She Held - 04 Oct 13 One smile She opened my Heart To her Held me In a fold of Love She wrapped One kiss She held me gently In Love I rather like the way that these Love songs are developing.
Another Love song but this time with a slightly different feel. Once again this poem formed from just the title line. Landfall - 03 Oct 13 Here Walking up the beach Wet sand Looking to meet you again After too long I heard you calling Though I could not answer I thought of you Now Landfall in a place I have known Know now Will know again Where you have always been You are waiting Waiting for me This poem fits my mood and feelings rather well.
Another of the poems born out of a single word, the title came to me long before the rest of the poem formed. Legacy - 02 Oct 13 Granted to me Given An æon ago When the gods danced For me A song More beautiful Composed by Love Sung by the gods For her We shared The legacy Within us We hold The gods I find these birthings quite strange.
A curious little piece, not at all what I was expecting. Darkness Before Dawn - 01 Oct 13 Never completely dark Soft red glow Everywhere Not yet light Becoming brighter Dawn coming soon An impression of the moments before birth, I do not know how accurate this is because I cannot actually remember this point. Or, is this a memory?
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