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Sestina - My Sweet LoveMy sweet love wraps around me from behind, Enamored by his handsome face, I find Myself in solace at his silken touch, A gift of love, surprising and so strong, Stealing away my sanity, I plea That he shall never leave me lone to be.Sestina - My Sweet Love
Forever in this way we shall yet be, Renewing timeless love earth left behind, And if it is endangered, hear me plea, That safety would within our fortress find A place to take its roots and grow up strong, So I may not be left without his touch.
Against his lips, the silence round our touch Holds in perfection moments tha
by ~poeticaftermath
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Totemic LoveContagionTotemic Love
Love cannot be contained It rips and swells At the ribcage a primal rage
Bewilderment As love establishes pain Like tired kings to courtly knaves All sense in this world thrown away
Mystification Shamanistic fog Totemic pain Love is more a ritualistic faith Than a childish game.
by ~elationandco
CafeIt’s a slow way to see Kissing up and down the sixty-six It’s a profane way to be Sit looking at the table licking lipsCafe
Lean back in the fiberglass chair Screwed into the concrete floor The seat holds fast, but the earth under there Moves to accommodate the shift once more
This planet softly sprawling Far as eyes can see horizons All it’s lonesome creatures crawling Expressing their worn out opinions
The lighting is buzzing, twitching, spinning High then low light, an epileptic breakthrough Smells of bacon frying and coffee dripping
by ~galaxie
Really caringYes, you've hurt me, But I don't care, When you need help,Really caring
I will be there.
I care for you,
Thats what friends do, It's how you know, Their love is true.
You may hate me, But I will stay, Until sweet death, Takes me away.
I can't be stopped, From loving you, I still believe, Love can come true.
by ~unheard-voice
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The soul: "when it breathes through [man's] intellect, it is genius; when it breathes through his will, it is virtue; when it flows through his affection, it is love."
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The soul: "when it breathes through [man's] intellect, it is genius; when it breathes through his will, it is virtue; when it flows through his affection, it is love."
You have some very good poetry here.
I may not be able to relate to a lot of it, but I appreciate the technical merit.
Keep up the good work.
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There is no escape from metre; there is only mastery.
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"Made in God's image, man was made to be great, he was made to be beautiful, and he was made to be creative in life and art." -Francis Schaeffer
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feelin stupid!!??? i know i am!
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"Made in God's image, man was made to be great, he was made to be beautiful, and he was made to be creative in life and art." -Francis Schaeffer
Proud Member and Staff of ~ poetrycafe
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feelin stupid!!??? i know i am!
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