Sometimes near twilight
when the world is hushed
and the sun dips ever so slowly
into the memory of tomorrow
I am amazed at the
beauty
of silhouetted time
On lavender scented mornings
I slept in to avoid the dawn
with its questioning probe
about an obvious future...
And on silver hued eves I stood
in shadows of cascading stars
sliding soft into dreams
of luck and prosperity
This morn as we lay draped
in ubiquitous silence
bound together
by strength, respect
and unending love
I felt the keen desire
to tickle her
while she slept
comfortably
in the embracing warmth
of my arms
but instead
I pondered deeply
her trusting smile
I've got a plan to make it to the moon
sometime in my life
Soaring high on invisible wings
deep into the milky way
then bouncing back into the speed
of light and sound
All this I want to do
emanating cool composure
and politely
profound
Did you hear the screeching
inside of me
because I yearned to live
past the age of reason
Contemplating origin of fact
Yea, sometimes I yell loud and long
into midnight
I am not confused by my presence
nor my protestations
about the absurd
Slip inside the warmth of memory
the completeness that allows us
to stand firm in the current
while fantasizing the electricity
of yesterday...
Comfortable indignation
comes from slightly
ignoring the obvious
Relationships are work
and the grass is never greener
its quite possibly just the sunglasses...
Im rambling and laughing
at the same time
running as well to
any safe haven
that will mute the unforgiven
Dusk has tucked itself into midnight
leaving just the orange glare of daylight
Ubiquitous silence is deafening
as are the keys I tap with each thought
In the background of my life
sits a womyn posed for the fantasies
the dreams of others
anything to make 'em smile
But in this darkness
this solitude of anguish
fraught with my own shadows
the whispered tones
coming from me
in tortured screams
that no one ever hears
When I come to you
in the early hours
before dawn
when muted sounds
are nuanced
Accept me as I am...
When I crawl
on top of you
our breaths racing
against time
hushed yet fierce
Accept me as I am...
When I start to push
into your fire
and your hips begin to grind
to the rhythm of my pace
Accept me as I am...
And
When you dive deep
into me
Your tongue
feverishly pondering
I will accept you.
As if I were standing
side by side
to my hero
when words left his lips
I shivered
at the profound
and caring demeanor
from one who most
considered royalty
I don't believe
we have ever
known
a greater statesman
in our time...
And now
I sit
fondly remembering
his words
his actions
his politico
His endearing nature
I will miss you Teddy!
I need a drinking buddy
to be of intellect
great enough to debate
the notion of whimsy
versus
the low hum of responsibility
the dedicated cycle which
memory places on obedience
or the sigh of mediocrity
I miss her...I'm not wallowing
I'm just drinking
and I don't want
to do it alone
I look back
on the words
the phrases
that I penned
the whimsy
and the question
somehow
time became
blurred
an indistinction
I wasn't hiding
I just was confused
in the seconds
since last
my mind
started to wander
into realms of fantasy...I'm so glad to have a space
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