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Beyond

Beyond
I traveled the edge
into your darkness
where only strength
of love would dare roam

Compassion – my guide
Empathy – my desire
to glimpse through
your stained blue eyes

and see what you have seen
and feel what you have felt
and cried when you have bled

Your lingering visions
frightening to the core
adhering to old
melancholy etchings
of aged distant time

I know…I know what it is
to be alone

Yet, know this truth, my love
loosen away the empty cold

Cast aside those blackened nights
remove all stones, clear the path
your sunrise has begun

I promise


☮TheMsLvh © 2012

Photo Permission by Gary Hart

Submitted to d’Verse 

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Dreams of Peace

 

 

“Too much of everything

 

is just enough”

 

A stitch of words that frame

 

my license plate.

 

 

 

A sister’s gift

 

so many years ago.

 

How did she know

 

that I would frame my life

 

around those eight

 

Grateful Dead words?

 

 

 

 too much love is just enough

 

 too much peace is just enough

 

 

 

Were the little girls with flowers

 

in their hair wrong

 

so long ago?

 

 

 

To dream the dreams

 

the world

 

now hungers for.

 

 

 

TheMsLvh

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Unrequited Love – Sestina

This poem was inspired by this beautiful painting which is for sale (see below for link). 
 
 Peace be with all of you.
-TheMsLvh
 
In silent motion I drift seamlessly
between reality’s fine line of dreams;
caught in the labyrinth of wanted love.
Stained corridors of promised fairy tales,
dull years of memories, mutating time –
defacing truth, obscuring my heart’s view.
 
Inside this winding parallactic view,
the melting promised years fade seamlessly.
My heart’s desire wrapped in wasted time,
within residing realms of frozen dreams.
You offered simple masquerading tales –
disguising charm for unrequited love. 
 
Quixotic fantasies entangled love,
wants heightened tantalizing points of view.
Continued to believe your fabled tales –
while time elapsed, unnoticed, seamlessly.
Hypocrisy laughed at my lustful dreams
until it was too late to salvage time.
 
Our carnal knowledge granted borrowed time
to orchestrate an ever-lasting love;
addressed within a gentle poet’s dream.
Emotions askew sealed your slighted view,
abandoning us as you seamlessly
went off collecting souvenirs of tales.
 
Suggestions of love mock your empty tales
rehearsed along the trail of misty time.
With caution you played your games seamlessly;
a temporal affair deflecting love.
You’re not aware I can escape this view
and your attempts to smuggle glossy dreams.
 
I shall relinquish all my vanished dreams;
eviscerate assuming hidden tales.
Forever you will be in my eye’s view
but I release myself from spiraled time.
Until you can feel one platonic-love,
in silent motion I drift seamlessly.
 
And though I view our noncommittal time –
enjoying lust with all your tales of love;
I am exhaling my dreams, seamlessly.
 
☮TheMsLvh © 2011
 
Image Source: Teimur-Amiry Unrequited Love – (Painting For Sale -Asking Price: $50,000 USD)
Size: 16 x 20 in – woo-hoo!
 
 

 

Thank you Ava and “The Poetry Palace Thursday Post Rally Week” for the Perfect Poet Award
I nominate  Mike Patrick for the next award

Visit these wonderful Poetic Blogs to read incredible poetry!
Parallactic  [par-uhlak-tik] – An apparent change in the direction of an object, caused by a change in observational position that provides a new line of sight.
Quixotic – impulsive and often rashly unpredictable.
Eviscerate – to deprive of vital or essential parts; disembowel.
 

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This House Shines Dark – a Triolet

 
This house shines dark while you’re away;
Bring home your sunshine drenched in loving smiles.
–  I drown with anguish every time you stray,
This house shines dark while you’re away.
Remembering the words you’d always say,
   “No worries my dear – Not so many miles!”
This house shines dark while you’re away;
   Bring home your sunshine drenched in loving smiles.
 
☮TheMsLvh © 2011
Image source: Dark House
 
French in origin, and likely dating to the thirteenth century, the triolet is a short poem of eight lines with only two rhymes used throughout. The requirements of this fixed form are straightforward: the first line is repeated in the fourth and seventh lines; the second line is repeated in the final line; and only the first two end-words are used to complete the tight rhyme scheme.

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Cloud Shapes in Blue Skies – Itialian Sonnet

Italian Sonnet
Night’s shelter brings relief to end the day,
exhaling whispers grieve from parched dry lips.
As if cold wind abandoned sailing ships;
marooned –  in deep lost waters, here I lay.
Conflicting thoughts merge, lacking words to say, 
my willing heart drawn into your eclipse –
has left me drained. A warm tear gently slips
down a familiar path, wet lines portray.
I long for truth behind your phantom eyes;
release your secret world, allow me in.
I hunger laughter shared on sunny days –
remember finding cloud shapes in blue skies?
I miss your music dancing on my skin,
provoking trust – Oh friend, won’t you please stay?
☮TheMsLvh © 2011
sumitted to dVerse poets
Image borrowed from Google

Think Only This of Me

Prompt #17 for Carry On Tuesday, http://carryontuesdayprompt.blogspot.com/, was to use all or part of “If I should die, think only this of me” (the first line of Rupert Brooks poem, The Soldier). *Thanks Mike Patrick for inspiring me to write this after reading his poem*. I used iambic pentameter in Quatrain.
 
 
Remembering past days of childhood dreams,
explored the world through starry wild eyes,
Adventure was attractive;  I must say,
unbridled freedom was my crowning prize!
 
With money saved, I flew across the pond,
experiencing new lands with scenic views.
Impoverished days or wealthy party ways,
I traveled miles, wearing holes in shoes.
 
The love for people I hold dear to heart,
along with animals who roamed the land.
True nature’s gifts of rainbow pots of gold;
and warmth of sunlight with cool ocean sand.
 
I lived my life embracing truth of love,
to give much more of me than to receive.
Delightfully filled heart with love to give,
unselfish quest for those who are in need.
 
If I should die, think only this of me,
my soul belongs to Mother Nature’s thread.
Don’t shed a tear because my life’s been full,
just put that party hat upon my head!
 
TheMsLvh  © 2011

Image source: Go Green

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Drown a Flask

  
 
Confusion purl inside my head,
sad thoughts besiege this weary soul.
Words spoken – carelessly said,
alone, I plummet down a hole.
 
Can eyes see pain behind my mask,
concealing anguish buried deep?
Escape your own pain, drown a flask,
Your pseudo façade makes you weep.
 
Expressions glaring dissension,
this anger boils your mad face red.
The wine color brings forth tension,
unsaid words scratch till hearts are shred. 
 
Appears to be a no-win lot,
old patterns never seem to lie.
Let distance heal this love torn knot,
before time takes toll and we die.
 
 
-TheMsLvh © 2011
image source: Google image
 
 

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