Flowing freely no interruptions just pure emotion running down....
Tag: poetry
Papa and Momma
Papa broke Momma’s heart, Broke it real good, Smashed her innocence into A million trillion pieces But she did not die No, Momma did not die Momma, she took those pieces, Each and every one and set them High Up on a shelf. Time she said, Time will mend it. But I don’t think it …
Grown
the slow roll of your eyes, the tilt of your head, the sneer of my lips, judging another’s youthful enthusiasm, joy for joy’s sake, labeling her cuz you grown, you grown cuz you gots a baby, but any fool can spread her legs, and let a man in… To be really grown, Grown Your Mind, …
Just….
Just love and be with me Don't conspire or plot Just love and be with me <> Don't let another moonrise glisten upon earth without you entangled with my arms <> Just love and be with me Don't conspire or plot Just love and be with me
Moonday, Moonday
I am too tired to really do my beloved forum justice this week, but I feel bad letting a Moonday go by without a post. This past week, I have done a lot of resting and reflecting after an impromptu trip to Florida Hospital. I was the youngest person in the cardiac observation unit, a …
Bicycle Zen
Dew not yet dry as we roll down the street rolling, gliding, flowing our way through the morning rush, hardly noticed at all by traffic beeping and buzzing without thought hardly noticed at all, until we stop and wait entering and exiting their domain with push, a pedal Down goes the pedal, pushing pumping towards …
Woods Revisited
In the night my tears did flow In the night I called for help Twisted words answered me back And cut my heart to rubies In the sparkling morn They showed me the way To a yellow wood A fork in the road A decision to be made In the night my tears did flow …
A Poet’s Heart
My poetic heart has come back to life, With your sweet touch and gentle kiss, An old light comes back with new love, Through perfection is not your grace, And no love is free of trouble, The joy of your coming, shall remain forever with me, Even if you should leave.
Quietly Imaging
Quietly imaging Everything denied By time and distance Cuddling in the memories of moments long past. Warmth fills me And I feel where Love’s bittersweet arrow struck In dreams, you stand beside me Loneliness can not touch What love has so bound. Where you go my heart is condemned to follow.
Methods
If it had been a Knife I would have known If it had been a Fist I would have run away If it had been violent I would have screamed. But it was a Rose So I stayed and waited Then came Kind words So I listened and waited With all came deception But I …
Lucinda Rose 