Little Wifey

Whats so complicated about love anyways?

She wants a Pony

She wants a diamond Ring

She wants a seat on the city council

She wants more money

She wants more things

She wants checks that wont bounce till

Nothing matters anymore

He wants a boat

He wants a promotion

He wants peers to Supervise

He wants expensive coats

He wants wheels in motion

He wants fire in her eyes

Does anything matter anymore?

Would it hurt to smile at a tired crack head?

Would it harm anyone to choose love instead?

Why must man always judge and delight

in rationalization, blame vampires bite...

Can anyone change the world anymore?

Or is she just a consumer capitalist whore?

Is there anything left to save?

The road to destruction each man doth pave

And yet where there is one, there may be two

Perhaps just me

Perhaps just you

Mercy is born of compassion and favor

The human condition we all must savor

This moment....short and sweet

Eventually our savior we all must meet

If it were a marathon in which we all hold hands

Beside us each seed planted firmly stands

Would you count a few, or none at all

Would you slump forward, or stand tall?

Lets say you don't think God is there...

Would you to Buddha have something to share?

Love is a bridge where we all can meet

A fruit by which we all could eat

What is so complicated about Love anyways?

We could use a little more now-a-days...

or a Storyteller, or a Writer, or all three?

Or do you think he was something else all together?

I adore the Dr Seuss books and read them to my children often....there is so much MEANING under the surface!

Just curious....

Made New

Under the Sun

Replenished Heart

Healed by The One

Slow Death

Scarlet trails fall

Heavens Tremble

Seven Trumpets Call

Hallelujah

King of Kings

Lifting the Shadow

The Flesh brings

Debt immeasurable

Give Thanks

Awesome Impenetrable

Holy Things

Hardly Comprehend

This Sacrifice for me

Son of God

Placed upon that Tree

A readers critique?

New Days

Once Longing for Unattainable

Now just a Fable

Eternal in a Tear

Infatuated

Temporarily Sated

Moment without Fear

Realize

Euphoria Dies

Dreams Disappear

Dysfunction remains

Labor pains

Transformation

Re-creation

Desperation fades

Sojourner barters

Destiny trades

Wandering charters

New Days

How Often

How often have I sat in this place?

on this hilltop, overlooking the land below

like a banshee, silently wailing.

My heart cries over the mountain

and happiness is my friend, never far from me

though never near me here.

How often have I missed your face?

An icon, An idol

ingrained in my existence.

Broken empires rebuild again

with new names and rulers

but you are the king of my heart

holding a power over me while we are apart.

How often shall I sing your praises?

For all time, in ecstasy.

Waiting for your hand to touch me

as your words have filled me

even from your far off land

even despite times shifting sand.

(I don't really know anything about formatting a poem, whats free verse, or what is not. Someone said something to me yesterday about L3 or something like that in one of my other poems. I dont know what that means. If when you comment on my poem you would tell me what all that means I would appreciate it. I am a college student but I have only take English Composition so far....nothing about poetry was mentioned. lol Thanks for humoring my naivety....)

Druid Dream

Tiny bells

foreign smells

ancient myst

morning dew kissed

preset time

unending rhyme

runes on stone

stand alone

blazing fires

funeral pyres

mask within mask

dark mystic task

sleepy eyes

night-time dies

morning rises

claim your prizes

druid dream

so it would seem

Drifting

Looking back

Visions Crystallize

Sight Blurs

Omnipotence

Blindness

Forgotten Self

New Identity

Indecisive

About me

Directions please

On me Knees

Wishing for

An Open Door

Castaway

Barren Beaches stay

Company complicates

Whom are Foes

Or Mates

Moonlit Forest

moonlight

casting her pale shadow

on the never resting

myst

tall moist

evergreens

erect and strong

protecting the forest floor

from the snowflakes

falling softly

leaving an icy kiss

where ever they lay

My sleepy eyes we reluctant to greet the day today

My body stretched and my muscles protested

The house was cool and my skin goose pimpled

And dawn gently washed away the night with hues of grey

Out the small window the tree skeletons posed and stood guard

My heart lifted up as a deer carefully picked his way through my yard

The fan in the bathroom buzzed out all other sound

But a wonderment of the glory of the day in me began to abound

The warm cloth refreshed my face and heightened my senses

Minty Breath and freshly combed hair made my visage fair

New shoes of black and white made dressing less of a Plight

A touch of red lipstick and mascara made me look just right

Now Master Sun has come to Paint the Day

The Michelangelo of the heavens creating a new display

Letting the colors begin soft and pastel, slowly growing bright

Further Exorcising the memory of dark Night

Feeling a kinship with Alice from the story

Because I have gone through my own looking glass from glory to glory

Nostalgia at the one that made me bigger, and the one that made me small

Gladness that one made me do nothing at all

Ready to leave my castle, my humble tower

I sneak into her room and kiss her, still asleep at such an early hour

One more kiss for my husband, snoring, yet handsome and strong

Then off I go to town, noise, cars, work, schedules, and the general throng

April Insomnia

Whispers of Memories

Pull the present from me

Emotions like conflicting waves collide

Shattering into billions of droplets

Like those tears from my eyes

I cant remember you completely anymore

But I still Love you

Irrationally

Despite myself

and you

Here in this place

before Death and Heaven

or Perhaps Death and Hell

I am in wonder at the strange twists of fate

that leave me afraid

My fear is tidal and forceful

And I must swallow it

And press on Faithful

That it is not my will be done

(By: Little Wifey! yay! Poems are fun...)

(I wrote this ...going for less words that say more.) :-)

Into Where I Am

Twilight Eyes

Bravely analyze the Abyss

Riddles and Phraseology

Designed to create a Labyrinth

Or challenge

Dare Ye!

See into my Soul

Perhaps the mysts

Lined with Hidden things

Impersonating the Gates of Avalon

Cover Doorways

A Passage

Not Well Traveled

A moss covered

Stone Corridor

Into a beautiful Land

A Dwelling Place

For that Which is Really

Me

(I am so pleasantly surprised by the genius and authenticity of the people in this category. I find I am as hungry for criticism as for praise. What a wonderful hidden place!) :-) Here is one more before I go to feed the baby...

The Summer River

Under the cobalt oppression of the sky

I feel the heat pierce my skin

and erode away my precious oils and moisture

White light contradicts sharply with metallic dark

as the ever changing water of the river runs on

through a channel carved by God

The cold depths hide life, and death, and treasure

and lost things

also stealing from my strength

My mouth makes shapes of pleasure

laughter and sarcasm

my tongue betraying my thirst

The day wanes slowly like the moon

and I drift idol in mock thrill

over waves of heat and water

Beauty like that of the dreams of others

rises high and rough, masterfully created

Like a post card, all around me

(I don't know if I am a poet, but I like to write sometimes and I hardly ever share my work. I must be feeling brave today. Or reckless. lol)

Small Praise

Every word and phrase

that has come

from the lips of God

can be used in my many

marvels in tribute to you

I become a poet

when I let my mind focus on you

It is great and I am well favored

your Life intertwined with mine

I curse this world and all its darkness

with vows to sheild you from its evil

and betraying nature

I do not want you to fall

or become disillusioned

I wish to incubate your faith

as a champion in your honor

Maybe I shelter you

please forgive me

perhaps it is only because

for me there was no shelter

(This category is new to me, but I am diggin it...it makes me feel....good.)

The Blessing of this Day Overcomes Me

And if it is the last day before eternity

I have had the greatest joy

Each moment like a gift

to be held on high; treasured

I sing songs for your pleasure in the evening

and my spirits raise to new heights

as your eyes are heavy lidded and soon close

Amazement at the wonder of your Love

Fills my heart

and I burst with warmth

Worries of the day cannot quench this fire

My soul confirms that such things

shall pass away

But I am convinced that I shall know you

in heaven

Such meaning have you given to this life

Such light have you caused to shine

even into the darkest regions of my heart

I am so Thankful to be your Mother

You honor me, my Lovely Daughter

I did not say weather they were male or female because that should not matter. if you think it does...explain. :-)

This question is just out of curiosity...its fiction.

lol They have chemistry...if they aren't I wonder if they should? Maybe Simon would be less grumpy!