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death thoughts


people always say you never know about death
that is precisely correct, but people don't think
of it in that way, they think of it as you never know...
and it can happen any time
truth is Every Time it Happens, you don't know when it will come
it is always the same

reminds me of what Jesus said about people not knowing the hour
of his return, that not even he knows, but only the Father
and its like the same thing.

Everyone acts shocked when someone dies
it is not really shocking no matter the circumstances, the age
of the person who died
we will all die
all of us
why is it a surprise to the living when the dead has passed

i just spoke with him/her....

like our speaking to them has some kind of power to hold them here?

death is often regrets of those left living of not having given enough
time, enough care to those who left, and now you cannot make it up later
later has come, later has gone, now... nothing but our memories of how we failed that person in some form or fashion

survivor guilt is not because they are gone and we are here, it is because when they were here we did not "live" in the moment with them as we should have.

now there is only yesterday... tomorrow, is something you will never have again
 
Interesting poem Friend. Made me think...

My Elusive Boy

He lives inside another world
A mystery, to me withheld
And yet each day I share the joy
Of my elusive, special boy

Each night I thank my God above
Whose angels keep him wrapped in love
Protecting him in ventures rare
Beyond the boundaries of his square

I see reflected in his face
The detailed treasures of his place
He shows me when he swings with glee
As giggles—unprovoked, fly free

I question what amazes him
When studying the curbs, he grins
Their symmetries and lines enthral
How is it that I’ve missed it all?

I ponder his contented smile
When sitting for a long, long while
Upon the concrete step, engrossed
What is it that intrigues him most?

And on the trampoline he’ll lie
For hours, staring at the sky
The blue expanse inspiring
His limitless imaginings

If not for my autistic boy
I’d overlook the simple joys
Each ordinary thing retraced
To make my world a wondrous place

And oh, what happiness unfurls
When he invites me to his world
And trusts that I will not invade
But witness all that he has made

Then leave again with quiet grace
Respecting all the rules he makes
And though most often he’ll decline
I pray that he will share in mine

Dimity
 
dim, blessings to you and yours, that poem touched a very tender place inside me. you're so very very blessed, even moreso cause you see it. take care (hugs)
 
I'm glad you liked it Friend. Blessings to you too. (((hug)))
 
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Those are all really nice Friend, Dimity and Pua.


Dimity once again ..wow...you really do show others a part of your life through your poems :)
 
Thanks Poe and Ape...
Pua, your poem is very peaceful and wistful at the same time. I enjoyed it. :) It reminds me of when I was younger and single, and waiting to meet the love of my life. Every now and again, I would realize that if he did exist, he was living and doing something at that very moment. I always imagined him silhouetted in a cafe, drinking coffee, which was a pretty good guess really, about what he might have been doing then. Yet his image was always a shadow. I waited for that day to arrive when I would meet him and see him in the full light of love and know that he was the one for me. And the funny thing is, that while I was having those visions I already knew him--as a friend in a large group of friends. I just didn't know yet, that he would be the one... But when the time was right, he came into focus and love lit him up before me.

Ah, such happy memories...

Here's a poem that was written by Nanushka--kind of on the same theme...

I used to live in my imagination--
I dreamed about the things I'd say and do--
and for a very special situation,
I'd create a kind of character like you--
haven't we met before
in a castle in the air?
I've built so many castles
but weren't you always there?
and how can I explain
the feeling that I get
that you and I have loved before--
if we have never met.....
 
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:) You describe it so perfectly Dimity and that poem was very fitting. What you said there could easily be transformed into a poem. Very beautiful. I might have something to post here later on. I was told I should write a poem before bed and bed is coming soon.
 
Dimity this was inspired by a number of things but one was your description of finding the one for you, and also some dreams, and feelings.. and .. stuff.

Shadow Man

If I could look in your eyes I know I would find
All the answers I could ever hope for
Why not show your face to me
I already know your movements
I know your touch
I know your tenderness
You are everything I desire
And more than I could imagine
You are my shadow man
You gaze at me with your darkened face
Our moon lights a path for you to find me again
We embrace under the sheets of night
While the stars wink at us and join in our dance
Your caress sends sensations that envelop my entire body
To reach deep within me
To warm and excite
Simply to be held by you is enough to make me lost
In the most heavenly place
A place where I am free to tell you that I love you
A place where I can bury my face in your neck
And breath in your manly essence
And feel your warm skin on my lips
A place where I cannot help but to lay a soft sensuous kiss
So warm beneath my lips and in my heart
This love has grabbed hold of me again
You pull me closer to you to leave no room for fear
And tell me to wait just a little longer

and another
oops...that was an old one but it's ok. I think I will leave it.
Us
She thought about you today
I could see it in her eyes as she watched
a little boy about your age
walk with his mother to a table
I called out to her but she could not hear me
while she was there with you
found in her thoughts
I get to see the longing she has
for her family to be one
together again
a passing quiet moment where she
retreats into her memories of us
She knows
I try to compensate
playing with her as you all do
we have fun and we giggle
we smile and we cuddle
and then we become silent
just thinking
back to when the entire house was filled
with the laughter of a family.


This was the one I meant to post.. lol. I'm giving it a silly title though

A Crumby hug

Your warm breath like the breath of life tickles my neck
Sending shivers through to every nerve
Just a hug
But I felt you sigh while your face was in my neck
What was that sigh
Do you wish that I might turn my head to you
To have that hug turn into a kiss
Do you wish for it as I do
Willing you with my eyes to be so bold as to take me in your arms
And melt my knees with one kiss containing all the fire of the sun
But instead I simply smile and sit and offer you tea
And a crumbly biscuit
Which you eat happily
Leaving little bits of crumb on your lips

Oh how I wish I were that crumb
 
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I love your poems Ape--they are deliciously romantic. I guess we all know how that longing feels, but you put it so marvelously into words!

Since we're getting all romantic in here, here's one that I dare to post (I'm a bit shy about posting my romantic poems) :blush:

Bathe In Me

Soul weary, stressed by life’s demands
Come rest a while with me
My love a bath of silken warmth
Come, from your cares now flee

Immerse yourself in my embrace
And I will comfort give
Wash away your pain and tears
Anxieties relieved

Like bubbles, let my kisses sweet
That cannot be suppressed
Alight upon your face divine
Your body now caress

Inhale my scent and let it fill
Your being with delight
Sup on the richness of my love
And let your soul take flight

Transport you to another place
Where all is peace and joy
Comfort and acceptance
With no troubles to annoy

Let visions fair entice your eyes
Romancing you away
Abandoned to the ecstasy
Of long enchanting days

Lying in your lover’s arms
Her kisses on your brow
Her breath whispering your name so pure
Each word a loving vow

Her fingers tracing lines upon
Your neck and shoulders strong
Submerging all your senses
In the croon of her love-song

Let passion be the magic
Of emotions unrestrained
And tenderness the lotion
That erases all your pain

Come bathe in me my dearest one
Chill loneliness allay
My love will warm your deepest parts
Until the close of day
 
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wow.... Please miss, I want some more. (sorry, Oliver reference there)
Your love poems are :wub: ... like Lays chips, you can't stop at just one... lol. Sorry.. I don't mean to make light. They are so beautiful, I wish I could read more of them. I wish I could WRITE ones like that. It makes me want to try anyways. You are such a romantic :)
 
so..this was inspired by a couple people because of their response to something, and it got me thinking. I am too tired to edit so I'm just going to post it. I think it probably needs some revision..

Lovely

That is what you are
It is not a mirror of myself
This is what you possess
My words only bring out of you
What was already there
The love and enchantment you feel
Was there from the start
This is you

A painter paints a portrait of a woman
She is stunned by its beauty
Would she fail to see the same beauty in her reflection

I have painted the love you have shown me
All that I know of romance and affection
Is there because of you
And now you gasp at the beauty you see
while I gaze at the beauty I see
within you
 
Wow! That's amazing Ape. So beautiful! You are a truly wonderful poet. Thanks for sharing.
 
Turned to blackI'm a girl who is known to be sweet, considerate andpure-on the outside.On the inside, I see myslef as a person whowants to take a look at the darkside.I've had so many emotions bottled up forso long--now I'm finally letting them out,When I was 19, I met a man, who seemed sweet.He was anything but.He began to show interest in me, which made me reallysick. It was during this time that I began to show myangry side.Showing my angry side made the man that was intersted in me mad.The more I made him angry, the happier I got.It was my way of telling him to go to hell.He often fanitized about what it would be like to haveme as a lover. Which just made me hate him with a passion.This made me a mean person. It alsoturned my life to black.
 
Thanks for sharing your prose with us Sweet Princess. It is interesting. We all have a dark side, as well as a light. The very same characteristics that fuel our virtues, fuel our vices when the balance shifts. But balance is the key--forgiveness, letting go, freedom to BE, without feeling the need to always defend or protect ourselves. None of us is perfect, but we're all trying to be, and sometimes we cut more slack for others than we do for ourselves. I'm not trying to preach. I've just been thinking about this too a bit lately, so thanks for sharing your prose with us and stimulating our thoughts...

Here's a poem that I wrote about Yin and Yang:

The Ups and the Downs

The dark and the light
The sunshine and the night
Life is made of these

The ups and the downs
The preachers and the clowns
Life is made of these

Sometimes sweet, sometimes sour
In weakness and in power
Life moves us on

In wrong and in right
With comfort or in plight
We survive another day

In certainty and doubt
Held secure, or tossed about
We cling to life

Sometimes wise, sometimes a fool
In panic’s grip, or staying cool
We learn from life

In hope or despair
When wounded or repaired
God holds us still

In joy and in sorrow
Today and tomorrow
Life leads us on…
 
The Offering of Your Heart

Begged, stolen
Scavenged moments
The crumbs of your attention
Gathered as you pass

Will you not see me?
Will you not hear me?
Will you not lend me a morsel
of your time?

If I dance for you, will you smile?
If I stroke you, will you sigh?
Food to satisfy
Amusements to distract

But hush now
The man needs his space…

Begged, stolen
Scavenged moments
Not enough
To feed my soul

Where is the feast
That you prepare for me?
The offering of your heart?
 
^agreed :)

ok... I suppose I could share this here..... It is not to anyone at all, just got romanticizing. (changed the title)

Closer

Use your lips like fingertips
Reading braille upon my skin
Feel the stories my body tells
Whisper them to me
Warm me with your breath
Take my hands in your hands
Clasped and fit perfectly snug
I want to taste your lips
While you speak my name
I want to stop you mid speech
With my mouth upon yours
Grab me tight and pull me close
I am yours tonight
And for always

Your fingers trace letters
Down my back
To spell out what you want
I am listening
With my entire body
Talk to me with yours
Skin against skin
My legs pull you in
Could we get any closer
 
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sweet princess said:
Turned to blackI'm a girl who is known to be sweet, considerate andpure-on the outside.On the inside, I see myslef as a person whowants to take a look at the darkside.I've had so many emotions bottled up forso long--now I'm finally letting them out,When I was 19, I met a man, who seemed sweet.He was anything but.He began to show interest in me, which made me reallysick. It was during this time that I began to show myangry side.Showing my angry side made the man that was intersted in me mad.The more I made him angry, the happier I got.It was my way of telling him to go to hell.He often fanitized about what it would be like to haveme as a lover. Which just made me hate him with a passion.This made me a mean person. It alsoturned my life to black.
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wow ...very deep . a collection of tru emotion , aww thanx you for sharing with us sweet princess

Dimity said:
Thanks for sharing your prose with us Sweet Princess. It is interesting. We all have a dark side, as well as a light. The very same characteristics that fuel our virtues, fuel our vices when the balance shifts. But balance is the key--forgiveness, letting go, freedom to BE, without feeling the need to always defend or protect ourselves. None of us is perfect, but we're all trying to be, and sometimes we cut more slack for others than we do for ourselves. I'm not trying to preach. I've just been thinking about this too a bit lately, so thanks for sharing your prose with us and stimulating our thoughts...

Here's a poem that I wrote about Yin and Yang:

The Ups and the Downs

The dark and the light
The sunshine and the night
Life is made of these

The ups and the downs
The preachers and the clowns
Life is made of these

Sometimes sweet, sometimes sour
In weakness and in power
Life moves us on

In wrong and in right
With comfort or in plight
We survive another day

In certainty and doubt
Held secure, or tossed about
We cling to life

Sometimes wise, sometimes a fool
In panic’s grip, or staying cool
We learn from life

In hope or despair
When wounded or repaired
God holds us still

In joy and in sorrow
Today and tomorrow
Life leads us on…
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i love this ,beautiful word play , stunning flow ..
Ape said:
^agreed :)

ok... I suppose I could share this here..... It is not to anyone at all, just got romanticizing. (changed the title)

Closer

Use your lips like fingertips reading braille on my skin
I want to hear what stories my body tells you
Whisper them to me
Warm me with your breath
Take my hands in your hands
Clasped and fit perfectly snug
I want to taste your lips while you speak my name
I want to stop you mid speech
With my mouth upon yours
Grab me tight and pull me close
I am yours tonight
And for always

Your fingers trace letters down my back
To spell out what you want to tell me
I am listening
With my entire body
Talk to me with yours
Skin against skin
My legs pull you in
Could we get any closer
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plz write more ape , this is absolutley breathtaking ...*huggs*


wow~all poets are unprofound here at mjjc :wub:
 
wendijane said:
wow ...very deep . a collection of tru emotion , aww thanx you for sharing with us sweet princess



i love this ,beautiful word play , stunning flow ..


plz write more ape , this is absolutley breathtaking ...*huggs*


wow~all poets are unprofound here at mjjc :wub:
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Thank you wendi. :D
 
Dimity said:
Thanks for sharing your prose with us Sweet Princess. It is interesting. We all have a dark side, as well as a light. The very same characteristics that fuel our virtues, fuel our vices when the balance shifts. But balance is the key--forgiveness, letting go, freedom to BE, without feeling the need to always defend or protect ourselves. None of us is perfect, but we're all trying to be, and sometimes we cut more slack for others than we do for ourselves. I'm not trying to preach. I've just been thinking about this too a bit lately, so thanks for sharing your prose with us and stimulating our thoughts...

Here's a poem that I wrote about Yin and Yang:

The Ups and the Downs

The dark and the light
The sunshine and the night
Life is made of these

The ups and the downs
The preachers and the clowns
Life is made of these

Sometimes sweet, sometimes sour
In weakness and in power
Life moves us on

In wrong and in right
With comfort or in plight
We survive another day

In certainty and doubt
Held secure, or tossed about
We cling to life

Sometimes wise, sometimes a fool
In panic’s grip, or staying cool
We learn from life

In hope or despair
When wounded or repaired
God holds us still

In joy and in sorrow
Today and tomorrow
Life leads us on…
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Thank you Dimity, nice work. :flowers:
 
OOOO OOOOO THERE IS A POEM THREAD! aww i posted my poem in the wrong place, ill be back with it!!! YAY IM SO HAPPY NOW THERE IS ONE!!
 
ok here it is. Some have already read it since i posted it somewhere else (not knowing there was a thread for poems) so hope you like it, its simple and to the point.

Gone.

Joy.
Ecstacy.
Love.
Amazement.
Pain.
Despair.
heartache.
Frustration.

Words that are all too familar.
your name runs through my mind

So many questions that still remain unanswered
So many tears remain wet

my memories have only left me to cry
this fate of mine barely lets me get by

days
weeks
months

wounds slowly heal
but my heart is scared for forever

you may be gone from my life
thats hard to picture since i always thought i would be your wife

tomrrow maybe another day
but the pain seems to always stay

to you these are just words n you haven't a clue
to me this is all i have left you

evidence of bliss
and i was left without even a kiss

destiny, this is the path for me
a path that was to dark to see

a broken heart
a broken soul

slowly picking up the peices that you left behind
you are now fading from my mind

dont think you took everything
what you thought was the ending

was only the begining

i am tacking back what you once had
and im damn glad

its over
its done

im alive
im free

thank God you left me to be

a new heart
a fresh start

you did me wrong
thought i was gone but not for long

feeling brand new
im so glad fate didnt pick you

thank you
for the

Joy.
Ecstacy.
Love.
Amazement.
Pain.
Despair.
heartache.
Frustration.

all you are to me now
is a figment of my imagination
 
Great poems Ape and JMoonwalker88. Thanks for sharing.

I saw "Shine a Light" last night--the Rolling Stones concert in New York City. I'm not a huge RS fan, but it was COOL. Hehe...

Rock Concert

Rock concert
Screaming crowd
Heaving energy
Bass up loud

Strutting gait
The man’s got style
Takes off his shirt
The girls go wild

Strident voice
Or mellow calm
Satisfied moans
Familiar balm

Electric sound
Whining guitar
Biceps twitch
To music power

Fingers touch
Like sweet caress
Strings vibrate
Blissful stress

Tension high
Sweat and heat
The man’s got stamina
Feel the beat

Hands stretched out
Desperate cry
Please be mine
Or else I die!

Drums create
Bewitching trance
Sticks tossed out
Grab at the chance

Encore’s up
Energy’s spent
Pumped to the max
So glad I went
 
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This is an old one from a couple years ago but thought I could post. I think it is from 2005 or 2006.




In the Absinthe of Sleep

Absence makes the heart grow
fodder for thought
I am fonder of sleep

Will sleep come to tuck me in
will sleep hide me from myself
will sleep bring me dreams tonight
will sleep come?

Absinthe makes my hearth burn
warmer in my chest
while I wait for sleep.

Will thoughts ....slow in my head
will heart ....tick till I’m old
will lust ....tempt me again
has love ....vanished?

Abscondence makes my heart
hidden from view
of a love or a lust

Do you see through conceal
throw heed or conceit
do you ensconce your own heart
you do play with mine

Innocence makes me
 fondle your fingers
feeling safe

Naivety will .....lessen me
virility gropes ......seduce me
do you dare ....remember me
will sleep ......pacify me


Abstinence makes my blood
pump faster
when I am touched

Would touch...... chastise or satisfy
would skin ....never warm
would cold ......depart when I’m with you
would you .....hold me again


Absence makes my heart grow
Distant and weak
Will you come in my sleep

Will sleep come?
 
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A Fire in the Sky

Monarch Butterflies

released into the air
light up the sky in fiery passion
Reds and oranges ignite

the evening with a breeze
of gentle wings

Solitary beauty

flutter by ...... brush your cheek

with my kiss ......land on your finger
pass on pieces ........of my soul
to cherish ......to hold.

until it resurrects
butterflies inside of you

She spreads her wings to join the others
We soar free
 
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I loooooove your poetry Ape! It is awesome! I'm having trouble reading some of the verses in "The Absinthe of sleep" though, because the colours are too pale. Can you darken them please? It's a cool poem! You're so clever. So is "A Fire in the Sky". I love how you play with words. It's so unconstrained and creative. I wish that I could take a big dose of that and let it permeate my being.

Here's a little thing, so totally not like your lovely poems--coming from a different place:

Forward

Leave it behind
Moving along
Look straight ahead
Strengthen my heart
Know who I am
Create what I will
Take what I can
Give what I’ve got
Love without fear
Hold to the truth
Focus

(Sound familiar Friend?) (((HUG)))
 
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