Not So Silent Night (#Oneshotwednesday)

“Save me” said in anguish

“oppression make it cease”

words chanted in the night

alas no days of peace

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A world mired in deluge

fists full of abhorrent pain

A light sent into the world

groping for the common man

***

A love light was unfurled

delivered through  his hands

a desperate call into the skies

to breach the sorrows of man

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the least tallied as a friend

a child was extolled

he came on that barren night

to save the weeping soul

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Thanks to Creative Commons and Yorkville for the photo: http://www.flickr.com/photos/yorkville/32958917

The Secret of the Moon (#oneshotwednesday #poetry)

There’s a secret there

just behind the gibbous moon

her smile hides

don’t look too soon

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Do you see her lips

the way they curl

men’s hopes and dreams

meant to unfurl

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Bacchanal display

of love and such

all conveyed

in a moon-lit touch

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She’ll dance and sing

for you alone

but you will never

have her heart of stone

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Too late for you

for you’ve  consumed

imbibed the golden draught

of the elusive moon

Join the One Stop Poetry team for another week of fantastic poetry. You are welcome to share a poem by linking in or read the fantastic writing shared each week.

Love the picture: Nasa was searching for moon dust – so am I * http://www.flickr.com/photos/gsfc/4689085120/

Waiting for You #poem (One shot Wednesday)

I sat looking

Waiting

Hoping

for One last glimpse

of us

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There we were on our bench

the picture so clear

sweet summer fragrance

eyes only for each other

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You held me tight

beneath the maple trees

emanating warmth

even in the fall breeze

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Words they heard

in our lover’s embrace

carefully conveyed into the night

as though they had done this before

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You were only a breath away

whispered never “let you go”

gave me hope for tomorrow

yet  I am here all alone

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That love so strong

had one weak link

more than tears rusted through

our loving embrace

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So I make a vigil

before our bench

I cast my love

into the frosty night

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Into barren arms of naked maples

and cold winter air

“please hold my dreams tight”

they hear me whisper

****

I listen for hopes of you

things not spoken my dear

perhaps no one will hear

but maybe they will get

through to you

This poem is in honor of the men and women whose love was separated forever by disaster the day that Pearl Harbor was attacked December 7, 1941.

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Photography: Leslie Moon – Fall bench

Benson Kua – winter bench

*http://www.flickr.com/photos/bensonkua/3293510705/

The Last of the Hearts (One Stop Poetry)

The game of life was on

players easing into another hand

spades, diamonds and clubs  flying

one man controlled the game

with high trump

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masterfully skilled

keeping his eye on the others

the cavalier swept more into his cache

waiting to take it

all

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… and there they were

the helpless hearts

could no one protect them

from his grasp?

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Alas

none could stand

against this man

the skillful manipulator

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one lone heart beat

quivering

against his dark gleam

hoping for

reprieve

***

holding herself back

lest she too

be swept into the pile

of broken hearts

This poem is just one amoungst the myriad of finely written work. Please check out the poets at One Stop Poetry.

Thanks to Abulic Monkey for the perfect  heart *http://www.flickr.com/photos/abulic_monkey/736398022/

Yew Tree (#art by Andrew Crane) #One Shot Wednesday


I am fated

caught in your limbs

strong and vast

they hold me fast

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Were you meant

to be intertwined

in the sinews of my heart?

Enshrined in my mind?

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Does my love give you license

to blow in the breeze

without breaking

barely shaking?

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Together

are we

better than

apart?

***

Will our love

anchor us firmly

to the ground

permanent and sound?

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Forever they will see

trunks fused

lovingly become

One

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Join us for another week of fine poetry. One Shot Wednesday is available for all poets. Enjoy.
Andrew Crane is a talented artist. What an honor to show off his “Yew Tree”

http://andrewcrane.posterous.com/

Silence (One Shot Wednesday) #poetry

The space between our words

almost as piteous

as the distance between

our hearts

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Unbearable silence

when you abandon me

I am left enslaved

on a thought

for days

***

To measure loneliness

by absence

of sound

expounds emptiness

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my heart is trapped

in this vacuum

silence

will  be

my ruin

Each week One Stop Poetry aspires to join poets together to express and inspire. One Shot Wednesday is an open community for those who  love to write poetry.

Prism of Pain (One Shot Wednesday) #poetry

What angle

will you jab at me today

a prism  usually

with the light it plays

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rainbow reflections

colored so bright

most enjoy

your dance with the light

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but this, this

prism has turned

my life into

the darkest abyss

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each angle you grab

a facet of pain

you swivel me

and take another stab

***

turn and twist

the knife does it well

another move

it cannot resist

***

prism of pain

release me I’ve plead

or in one  turn

I’ll be dead

Thanks for the Laser Prism photo:

Laser Prism

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