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Rosebud's Poetry Corner
Sunday, 5 July 2009
Bliss
Topic: Lines of Time

When you weep ... I feel it

When you are full of joy ... I feel it

When you have been deceitful ... I feel it

When you tell a lie ... I feel it

When you hate ... I feel it

When you have stress ... it is my stress

When you ... are close ... I am whole

When you are far away ... I feel alone

When I trust you are ok ... I know it

It's not just that I love ... you

That you have become a part of me

If any harm comes to you ...

It would harm me ...

I would take that on ... for you are

As much to my life ... as my own being

When I am close ... When you are near

And our hearts are still ... There could not be more

For me ... It is the doorway to paradise

In which I would want to never abandon

But... I may not have a choice

I lose a part of me ... and feel it

Every time you leave ... and could never feel such bliss

Than when you touch me ... with the core of your being


© 1995 Rosebud


Posted by rosebuds_garden at 1:28 PM MDT
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Long Ago - Far Away
Topic: Mists of Poetry

Long Ago - Far Away

 

There was a voice

That you could not love but at first sight

 

Preconceived visions of what love would be

When the body burns with desire

To seek

What stirs, the sensation...

To find

Who is that, whom sires

The calling

Which is felt, by yearning

The echo

How it hints, of memory

At night

When shadows blend, light glistens

Until the flourishing inception

 

Luring

Translucent visions

Within dreamed disarray

By which

Ecstasy eluded verbiages

Among placid images

Impaled upon the mind

 

There was a feeling

That washed over like the breath of a lover

 

Premature fantasy of what passion would be

When bodies would touch

Beset

Beside each other

With nerves ignited in impulse

Murmuring

The secrets of the soul

Poured out like ambrosic mist

Caressing

The skin of the spirit

Adoring the notion of thoughts

Beseeching

The indulgence of sensuous

Senseless emotion

 

Searching

Through the sight

By whispered words

Until the illusion

Of love

Is realized

Or fades away

 

There was a touch

That heralded the waking of destiny

 

Premonition of unknown meaning

When hearts tinge upon obsession

Mischievous

Banter woven between poetic gestures

With the simplicity of Eskimo snow

Mysterious

Camaraderie bubbling betwixt the chosen ones

United into a mass of volcanic crystallization

Mystified

By the grand design of hidden treasure

A life’s journey may yield

 

Discovering

Anticipation of tomorrow

In hand with

Joys of today

Waiting

To create

Yesterday

 

Long ago

Far

Away

The reply

Came

Love is love

Not fade away

 

 

© 2004 Rosebud


Posted by rosebuds_garden at 1:18 PM MDT
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My Body Burns
Topic: Mists of Poetry

My body burns

From a basking sun of midsummer

Seeing within your eyes

A truth that you did not hide

While alone in a haunted prairie

Being able to run nowhere

Without the feeling

Spiraling amidst the tempest

Bowing the blades of sweet grass

And swaying the wild flowers

From side to side

As they nestle against the posts

No voices were heard

Only the buzzing of bees

As they mold their hives

In the distant trees

While the birds soar freely

As they glide upon the winds above

Here on the range the horizon appears vast

Where the setting and rising

Of the moon, sun and stars

 Voyage across the canopy

 

 

© 2004 Rosebud


Posted by rosebuds_garden at 1:16 PM MDT
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Love in Vain
Topic: Lines of Time

Love in Vain

Only thing to do

As there is no rain

to quench the thirst in you

 

Love in Vain

Sickle to stem

Petals fall while thorns remain

Hard and sharp

yet break away

 

Love in Vain

What else to do?

Dreams refrained

beckon the light of dawn

that dies


© 1998 Rosebud


Posted by rosebuds_garden at 1:15 PM MDT
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It Is
Topic: Mists of Poetry

This is what is never known

It is what can only be experienced

it's the sensation of truth

of wholeness, of peace

it is completeness of being

 

it's not known

it's not knowledge

it is

 

it is the moments

it is sincerity beyond the physical world

it is beyond understanding

and is understood

 

it is shared by all

and cherished when with few

 

it is spirit

beyond soul

and with soul

it is heart

beyond emotion

it is life

beyond living

 

it's not forgotten

there are times

when it's missed

there's no mistaking

when it's felt

when it is


© 2005 Rosebud


Posted by rosebuds_garden at 1:14 PM MDT
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Cherishing One Another
Topic: Mists of Poetry

Of your presence

Within the calling of desire

If I could only weep

And shed you from my mind

But it would only

Cause the seed planted

Within my heart to grow

To be happy

My heartaches

To find you dare

All odds

To bar sensibility

And run with me

To a world of our own design

Disclosed to each other

Far from any other

With prying eyes

And pluck the creation

Unfolded before you

To open yourself

And allow all of you

To flow with me

To fill the chalice of our making

Drinking deeply

The essence of our souls

Whispering the secrets of our being

Until all is known

Between the unity of spirit

And the sharing of two hearts

Of two minds

Of two bodies

Of two lives

Intertwined in the purity

Of trust

Of truth

Of love

Together bound to happiness

To tenderness

To passion

To honesty

Cherishing one another


© 2005 Rosebud


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In the Darkness
Topic: Moonlight Shadows

In the darkness of the new moon

The stars shine brighter

And the air seems clearer

But the mind,

The mind drifts into vast new possibilities

Seeing into the void of nothing and everything

Reaching into the possibilities that can be

Here we can call to fate,

There we can beckon destiny

Now, the old may be cast aside to embrace the new

 

In the darkness of the new moon

The shadows blend & trick

And the graceful flow

With the ebbs,

And the ebbs merge within the tides

Feeling with all the senses anything and something

Shedding with vigor, the skin of what was

There the pioneering can look long forgotten,

Here the mistaken can look familiar

Now, the crossroad challenges us to choose

 

In the darkness of the new moon

The disorientated must decide

And the divided must designate

With the crescent light,

And with the light shining forward

Sensing the real through vision

Calming the illusion through wisdom

Now, fate brings you only as far as the road signs,

Now, destiny is only as strong as the will

Now, is the direction of your truth

 

© 2004 Rosebud


Posted by rosebuds_garden at 1:11 PM MDT
Updated: Thursday, 9 July 2009 10:35 AM MDT
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Remembering Forgetting Forgiving Making
Topic: Lines of Time

And at the waking moment of your dreams,

Do you think of her and smile, a warm smile,

Laughing at the humor, and crying with the heartache.

When you are near to a world of chaos,

Can you rest your mind in her arms, and rest,

And voicing the words of frustration, calming the fear.

In the shadows of doubt, do you place trust,

In that she gives to you the whole of herself,

Embracing living and life, and passing of time.

Remembering   Forgetting   Forgiving   Making

 

And at the waking moment of your dreams,

Do you think of her and close your eyes, and dream,

Laughing at the humor, and crying with the heartache.

Or do you keep your eyes open, seeing through the chaos,

Letting her rest her mind in your arms, and rest,

And voicing the words of frustration, and calming fear.

In the shadows of doubt, can she place trust.

In that you give to her the whole of yourself,

Embracing living and life, and the passing of time.

Remembering   Forgetting   Forgiving   Making

 

Then when the waking dream is reality, still dream,

Having warm smiles, and smile, laughing at the humor,

Crying with the heartache, resting within each other’s arms.

Trusting the whole of each other, loving each other

Remembering   Forgetting   Forgiving   Making

 

 

 

© 1996 Rosebud


Posted by rosebuds_garden at 1:09 PM MDT
Updated: Sunday, 5 July 2009 1:11 PM MDT
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A Joyous Moment of Serenity
Topic: Mists of Poetry

The night all the stars aligned just right

Framing the moon strolling the blacken sky

The heavens cried for beauty

And slivers of dust twinkled upon the earth

 

The day all the stars aligned just right

Hidden from the suns burning light

The earth cried for beauty

And seeds sprang forth upon the heavens

 

Gazing upon the dark, black sky in a silent hour

To the infinity of the mind

The eyes of the moment opened to all there was to see

Slowly the shadowy veil receded to revealed a single glow

 

To the awning of the night sky

Over the crest of the horizon, the glowing warmth

 Breeched through the darkness with an amber glow

Hinting the hues of soft aster and flowering cornel blossoms

 

The lion’s teeth penetrating the night

As the soft breathe of the wind

Scatters the seeds of wishes

About the moonshine with small glistening specks

A joyous moment of serenity 


© 2005 Rosebud

Posted by rosebuds_garden at 12:59 PM MDT
Updated: Sunday, 5 July 2009 1:08 PM MDT
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In the Morning Light
Topic: Mists of Poetry

In the soft light

Of the warm embrace

The breath caressing

Over the shoulders

And I hear the whispering in my ear

A sweet tender

Voice

Heard many a morn

Whispering from

The depth of the heart

Stroking the strands of hair

From my eyes

Tender finger tips

Graze cross my cheek

Carnation light

Glows

Through the curtains

The arms surround

In the warmth

Of the embrace

Cherished

Far before

The waking sound

Of early birds

As the peering dawn

Bids the sleepless night

In dew drops

A peaceful rest


© 2004 Rosebud

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