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  • Ruby Honeytip (11/15/2012 10:46:00 PM) Post reply Stage

    Name change?

    A Booby Trap!

    She is not skin and bones
    Of insignificance.
    She is intelligent substance,
    And decency of character.
    She is womanly flesh
    Of hand felt proportions!
    She knows her way,
    And will hold your hand
    Until you safely find yours.
    There is no judgement in her compassion,
    Although, there is a giggle in her eyes.
    And a wiggle in her walk.
    Faith and love are the warmth
    In her nature.
    There is a nurturing heart
    Beating under the fullness of her breast....

    Did somebody say 'Breast'?

    The story ends there.

    Look closer

    © 2012

  • Maria Manias (11/14/2012 5:28:00 AM) Post reply Stage

    Thank you Syed and Rodney for you comments on my poem, much appreciated!

  • Maria Manias (11/14/2012 4:37:00 AM) Post reply Stage

    Hello fellow poets, I'm also new to this. I've submitted a couple of my poems, one of which is the following, I would love to have some feedback. Looking forward to hearing from you, Maria.

    The song

    You caght me by surprise
    With your clouded hazy notes
    Seeping through the crevices of hidden places
    Drifting in like gauzy smoke
    Until tears rose at last
    From that deeply flowing spring
    Whose source is in the darkest cave
    Where all my losses lie
    You softly prised them from me
    Those visions and those dreams
    Of words and smiles of eyes and warmth
    I marvelled at the freshness
    Of the blood you drew so easily
    With the softness of your sound
    Those long lost moments not gone
    But with me here and now
    and when you slowly drifted off
    Leaving what I felt still clear
    I lingerd in the aftertaste
    Of memories of promises
    To find my soul again

    Maria Manias

  • Daxiel Musundi (11/11/2012 3:55:00 AM) Post reply Stage

    God will defend we like a guard he will stand
    looking left and right from the east he will descend,
    spread out your wings cause in heaven we will ascend,
    and never be afraid cause in love we shall dwell.

    a look from your eyes tell me whether you regret
    falling for a man whose heart is intent,
    whose looking for a future from a being whose contempt,
    much love and blessing creature you are like a saint.

    beauty from the heavens, tell me whether you melt
    if i take a bite from your body will you tell?

  • April Swan (my Diary Of Bitterweet Chocolate) (11/6/2012 12:31:00 PM) Post reply Stage

    Hey I'm new. I have got some poems that I would love people to read, critisisize, or coment if you like. They are realistic problems, and can be dark. So if you like poems about that they are open for interpertation. Thank you so much! I really hope you find time to read them! : D

  • Jetty J Newnham (11/3/2012 3:36:00 PM) Post reply Stage

    Cold Coffee Dizzy Gilespie add some 'Tea' coool me

  • Joe Giuliani (10/23/2012 4:28:00 PM) Post reply Stage

    Friends,

    Please note that my new book of poetry, " Dada Reborn: 21st Century Poems, " is now available on Amazon (Ebook) .

    These poems are intended for a mature liberal-minded audience.

    Thanks,

    Joe

  • Jazmyn Caddiell (10/8/2012 2:00:00 PM) Post reply Stage

    angels falling from a place on high.. angels falling to the ground...thats all i have give more lines plz

  • Brishbhanu Baruah (10/7/2012 8:31:00 AM) Post reply Stage

    Here's a link to my poems-http://www.poemhunter.com/brishbhanu-baruah/
    do visit it and feel free to speak your mind.

  • Stevie Taite (9/2/2012 5:27:00 AM) Post reply | Read 1 reply Stage

    My latest free flow. I tried to give it a little structure too, to link the stanza. Does it then seize to be free flow?Angels fall

    Angels fall
    Sometimes it is because they are tripped
    Tricked
    Unguided
    Neglected
    No one really to show them the way
    Easily received but selfishly not wanted
    An accident
    An inconvenience
    Left to their own devises and what they know
    They land on dirty grown, grubby nails and knees and they scramble around in ignorant bliss 

    Angels fall
    Sometimes it is because they were pushed 
    Rejected
    Frustrated
    Tempted
    Someone forgets to polish the treasure
    Taken for granted that the ring was binding
    A habit 
    A convenience 
    Left to their longing and desires and what they deserve
    They fall on soft feathers, that leave imprints of guilty relief, and they languish a while.

    Angels fall
    Sometimes it is out of the blue for no good reason at all
    Confused
    Possessed
    Obsessed 
    No one trips them, no one pushes them
    A grip so tight round the heart
    Teetering
    Peering
    They land in  the ocean that is their heart and it  must be deep enough for all this love as nothing else makes any sense.

    Angels fall
    Few are the angels that keep their wings
    Enlightened?
    Accepting?
    Scared?
    Please don't look down on us in that way
    This flight for you was smooth
    Lucky?
    Righteous?
    We all chose whether we live cushioned by a cloud or on the ground!  

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