Stirrs poems on Hello Poetry

Marian Apr 2013

The palm trees dance and sway in the soft sea breeze,
Which stirrs the lacy green leaves,
Tropical sunsets and sunrises;
Island full of beauty and surprises!

Sandy seashells and dew kissed flowers,
How I wish I could stay here for hours,
Lost in the secret veil of time;
Composing poems about the ocean with or without a rhyme.

*~Marian~

Theheartofman Oct 2024

Fresh from the vine

Fresh grape, picked from the vine.
My chocolate haired beauty.
Will you be mine?
My chocolate haired beauty,
With lips of fine wine.
What is my resistance to undress you with my mind?
Shoulders barren,
gorgeous is she.
Which stirrs a great mystery within side of me.
Graceful, vibrant and youthful is she.
What are you trying to say to me?
I AM he, from the depths of my soul shall yee shall see.
With your youthfulness and sacred divinity.
My chocolate haired beauty,
set me free from my doubts, shame and fears.
All that separates me from thee.

#twinflame #beauty #sacreddivinity #graceful #chocolate #grapes #wine #undresswithmind #gorgeous #youthful

madeline may Jun 2013

summer's eve

peel away the strands of grass
from the mother blade
one at a time
one slender green piece pulled from the rest
as the leaf becomes smaller,
smaller
a thing of beauty
nature's most abundant
reduced to pale shreds
and loose strings
dangling in the air
curling, reaching for something
what I can only guess to be
their lost companions
so close but yet so far
as the wind stirrs
and the remnants of life
dance away
into this sweet summer's eve

Ineffable Feb 2019

heaven and hell is just earth

i'm lying in bed,
floating.
i'm floating!

everything swirls, curls, stirrs
ah, the earth is rotating
rotating
rotating
rotating...

i find next to me
god and satan, dark, **** satan, smoking.
god, gleaming, seems to squint his eyes at me
"Relax", said satan and passed the cigarette to god

drunk, I giggle at god
"you really ****** up life", i note
and then pass out

#god #satan #life #hell #heaven #smoking #drunk #earth #oh #what

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