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 Jul 2016 RuthAnne
Nature Blue
my feelings are a garden
my heart is a blossom
sunlight shines through my thin skin
on my delicate petals
my hands are a canary yellow
daffodils in a sea of green
leaves cover the roots of my life
so that you can only see the beautiful flower
gazing into a new future
on a hill overlooking
the river of the past
a little wooden fence surrounds the garden
protecting the bulbs and blooms
from the world
my soul is a gate
locking in the moisture of love
my feelings are a garden
that I'm growing for you.
you
 Jul 2016 RuthAnne
Mike lowe
Someday I will write poems about her. One day I will get flowers sent to you just because its a cloudy day.. I will call out of work on your days off so we can spend the day together.
The time we spend together is way more important than the money we spend together. I will write you into poetry even when you think it has nothing to do with you. I will describe the beauty of nature or art and the simplicity of its being but you will always be the reason it's beautiful.
I might not always say you're beautiful but it's because I already know you are. I will not tell you everyday, if you repeat something over and over it starts to lose its meaning. There will be days that I will not say I love you but rather express it with a kiss.
And on your worst days when you hate the world and have cramps and just want to eat a tub of ice cream, I will grab a spoon with you. There will be poetry made of us and not just about us. Once I write you down you will live forever through my words.
Our love will never die and our souls will always meet again. We will be a masterpiece of words that anyone can explore. We will be, poetry!
O lovely lady, poised for flight!
In the wondrous floral seas
Lightly lilting on the breeze
A flute of orange fulsome light!

Caesalpinia pulcherrima
Latin lover from tropic climes
With a dance, a sulry mime
I'm looking forward, I esteem ya!

With antennai you touch the air
Zephyrs of sweet paradise
You could melt the frigid ice
With the fire that ÿou share!

O, how you send your leaves aloft!
Feathers like a Sensitive Plant
Small and delicate they can't
Touch floral offering, clustered, soft

Though it be strange... you are a pea!
Yes, you own that family name
Wild though, you can't be tamed

Bird of Paradise! YOU ARE FREE!!!


SoulSurvivor aka
Write of Passage aka
Invisible inc
7/22/2016
The Mexican Bird of Paradise grows in tropical, subtropicalnd desert areas. It is a very hardy and beautiful plant!

The flowers are clustered bright orange and yellow with little feelers that come out from the center. The leaves of this plant I like Acacia leaves. Very small. This prevents the plant from losing too much water. We have one growing right by our porch and I love to look at it! It is truly inspiring in its pulchritudinous pea-ness!
LOL!
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behind the shadow a distinct lost dream  
standing opposite of a long bridge
crossing through the middle cutoff
see the river flowing beneath

illusive calling but can't go
on the edge a dark sharp sign  
known voices floating over
echoing an ego which cover the shadow

how many days offset!
and try to touch the last sunset
still silhouette stands on the shore
what is mystic that always opens the door

the river bumping with waves
between the broken parts of the bridge
passing a phase of life on the ridge
yet subconscious grew a cohesion of dream
~~
@Musfiq us shaleheen
 Apr 2016 RuthAnne
Pixievic
In my dreams ..
You've kissed me
With such passion
My body shudders
In uncontrolled emotion
You've taken my soul
Into new dimensions
Every nerve alive
With forgotten sensations
You've painted my skin
Wth your carnal tongue
I'm a slave to your rhythm
My ecstasy sung
I'm caught in your touch
Imprisoned like a bird
In the cage of your presence
Captive I purrrrrrr
Filling my senses
With sweet erotica
Between my thighs
Waves of pleasure
At my very core
I quiver and flutter
On the edge of delirium
Gasping in utter
Wild abandon
Wanting and greed
I take you inside me
Moaning with need
I cling in desperation to
This exquisite fantasy  
Weaving enchantment  
Until eventually .....
I wake up lonely
Because you are only
In my dreams*

(C) Pixievic
Another little fantasy!
My heart beats faster
As I close my eyes
Feeling every beat of your song
Listening to every words
Coming out from your magical lips

Suddenly, I wanna touch you, hug you
Or just simply notice me
But you are a star
A star that shines so bright
And *unreachable...
3 am thoughts of a fangirl.
 Jun 2015 RuthAnne
Paula Swanson
Soft, the Morning Dove,
does greet the new sunrise.
Calling me to waken,
wipe sleep from my eyes.
Drawn to my garden,
as sunlight starts to breach,
to lay a golden crown,
upon mountains, out of reach.
As a gentle breeze comes,
calm and serene I kneel.
dance, the delicate blossoms,
so on their petals revealed.
Fresh morning dew.
Perhaps to take a sip,
would taste of flowers,
sweet upon my lips.
 Jun 2015 RuthAnne
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You
 Jun 2015 RuthAnne
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You
it's funny how
I looked up for answers
within the stars
but found your eyes instead
- I.p
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