One Is...

 One’s fire

And fireworks.

Looking at the one I am carrying

In the mirror

This satisfaction of being

One, for

One’s exactly the same

And   

Completely different.

One’s the sea  

as it meets the sky in the horizon.

One’s peace

Minding the mind

The understanding

The sympathy.

One’s nothing

Compared to everything

And

Everything

Compared to the whole.

(Adapted from a poem I once wrote called Who Am I?- long ago)

Time, Part IV by Aimee Stewart

Another Today

Today this I might

 

Feel like that queen

Sea-born

Night-loving

Most desired.

Apparent and unseen

 

I might right now

Feel gold crowned

Illustrious

Lustrous nails

Laughter-loving

Most desired.

 

By even those…

Reverent minds

Persuading

The most inclined

And also the least sharp.

So I’d be

Aphrodite

Encircling it all

Joined to harmony

For life.

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Image...(cannot remember)

Wishing everyone who might drop by and those who never will a very happy new year.
Be good! ;-)

Sinless Ego

a time

there is
in one’s life
when there’s a will

a compulsion
to retire
from shows and lies
no need to cry,
display
or hide

it’s not desperation
oppression
depression…
but an immediate call
to discreetly withdraw

freely get off
fights and glows
die a little

much more than the every-day little

that time has come
to slip away
let myself go
into an irresistible

 intimate pleasure
no measure of pressure

where it's me

when it’s me
just for me.

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‘Film Noir’ Photographic Print by Jarmo Korhonen

 

Soft Love

Such is the rainbow
Not a dream.

He asks her to forgive
His temporary absence
His sudden grieve.

And he kisses her cry
With such concern
Such heed, so precise.

His lips so sweet
Go slowly down
Towards her knees
How he loves that inside
That between...

That she cannot understand
Perhaps
Because she does not see
As he tastes
But  she feels….
And titillates.

Such is his charm
Not a dream.

That’s when her cry
Becomes her smile
His veneration
So kind,
So alive
They could die
And would not mind.

That’s when they celebrate
Their harmony,

Their peace:
Immortality.

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   Some time, long ago, I posted this love poem which I now share again and recall… 
   I’ve added that new gadget to my sidebar ‘Most Popular’, which means not most commented, but most visited… Wonder why.

   This is not one of them. At the time it got 32 comments (and none was mine). It was then titled ‘Romantic’.

Thanks for reading and sometimes commenting. See you!


Dulce

Let Us

Naked
in pride
Beneath the music

Let’s
 fall upon our backs
Until the new blooms
Return
 
Let’s...
And dance
And not move
Beneath the music.

 Hands in chests.

Let’s...
With the nightingales
That declare and admit
 they fly -like I.
And on branches rest
To place a new  nest.

Let’s...
Beneath the music…

For
There is nothing else to live
But this

And the chain,
That joins the clock
To the hours,
Will break.

Let’s...

Today

For yesterday is too late.

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Oceans Of Love

Trying to find the perfect

Million excuses

Not to love you.

and you get twice

as many

to.

The land has disappeared

My eyes wide open

Cannot believe

How,

when was it

I got on board…

You give me

this sweetest comfort

How could I resist

Your caress

Your bliss

 Swinging in your fantasy

How could I resist

Such harmony

You shut up my jealousy

Sweetheart

It’s only you I do.

I love you

I love you too.

And I become all yours

As you are all mine

And the sea becomes so flat

We could walk

 hand in hand

Around 

and on

All the oceans

of life.

♥

Image 'Follow Your Heart by Amanda Cass______________________________________________________

As I've lost my inspiration I ve decided to recycle and improve (?) this poem, a version of one I wrote last August, titled Our Boat. I needed to post something for St Valentine's and One Shot Poetry has invited us to, so, hey -Happy Weekend and 
joyful Valentine's Day!!!

That Lover

 Just the rhythm of our souls
...

I’ll be your sun

Even though the day is done.

This is here for eternity.

You are so delicate

I am so fragile.

We bathe in moistened

Pure water,

Fragrant oils...

This togetherness

All of a sudden

This spring

This warmth.

No need to prove

We love each other

One more than the other.

When you touch me

I am filled

And words need not

To be uttered

But, do, please

Whisper it again.

THE TIME BEING …

Don't Tell Me I'm A Dreamer by myoriginalsin

It’s just a matter of choice,

How awesome the sight of you,

Any vivid feeling of you.

I turn and there you are.

If I don’t

You are there too, but,

Unaware-

This is blindness, madness,

Lack of common sense.

Just undergoing your intrinsic aim

makes this my world trustworthy…

It is anyone or anything

Any drop of rain.

The far away stars.

The smell of the wind.

The flavour of my chocolate biscuits

It’s the time I’ve lived,

All the years I’ve suffered

All I’ve enjoyed.

It’s my Brother’s loss.

A simple smile from an unknown.

All the efforts from the handicapped.

It’s the Sun, the Moon, the Sea…

It’s Mother Nature and

The incomprehensible outer space.

My plants,  as they grow.

My loneliness,  as it easily flows.

Every candle I light.

I turn to wish this luminosity

was my eternal companion.

It’s God,

Everything between

Myself and Death.

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Infatuation

Female Nude at Rest by Roz McQuillan

.

.

This is the colour you needed

To feel the season complete

It has talked to me again

While I scribble…

Wondering

If you think you know

And have realized,

That I know

Have already realized,

That you think 
You think
You know me

While I scribble...

You stole my perfume

And I reread your scribbles

To find a reason for this:

Could have another name, but

We call it

Love

Trying to get a hint

Is it a gift?

Something is positively

 Going on

While I scribble...

In my mind 

About this..

Our infatuation.

.

.

You Almost Convinced Me...

.-

.

.

Experts are expert on

Expecting you to be

Yourself.

And in order for you to achieve this

A few steps must go ahead

So they say…

Thought awareness:

the first step in the process

of managing negative thoughts,

as you cannot manage thoughts

you are unaware of.

Positive thinking:

used to create positive affirmations

that you can use

to counter negative thoughts.

These affirmations neutralize

negative thoughts

and help to build your self confidence

It is also used to find the opportunities

that are often present,

to some degree,

in a difficult situation.

...The (other) first step

in changing our attitudes

is to change

our inner conversations.
Praise yourself and others.

Dream of success.

Be enthusiastic.
Develop a strategy

for dealing with problems.

Learn to relax.

Enjoy successes.

Be honest with yourself.
Be courageous.

Change and improve each day

Do your best and don't look back.

See learning and change

as opportunities.

Try new things

Consider several options.

Meet new people.

Ask lots of questions.

Keep track of your mental

and physical health.

Be optimistic.
Remember,

you are what you think,

you feel what you want.

Thought Awareness

helps you to understand

the negative thinking,

unpleasant memories

and misinterpretation of situations

that may interfere with your performance

and damage your self-confidence.

Write these affirmations

down on a worksheet

so that you can use them

when you need them.

We are in control,

whether we know it or not.

We can be positive or negative,

enthusiastic or dull,

active or passive.
Mister Lincoln already said it:
Most folks are about as happy as they
make up their minds to be.

…

And ,

of course-
And, yet

After all these musts

You expect me

To be

MYSELF…?

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Italics > Copy- paste & adapted from several webs on 'Positive Thinking'...

On Sweetness & Madness

Before I’m sent to a madhouse,
I must enjoy my madness.

Before another man fills me up
with bitterness and deceitfulness,

I’ll make the best
of all this sweetness
which sprouts everywhere.

Before joy becomes corruptness,
let’s have more
of that freeness,
that frankness,
that absurdness.

Before agedness seizes me all over,
I promise to commit myself to yet
more girlishness,
more laziness,
more sexiness…

Before I am overcome
by any type of dullness,
I’ll keep on
with my drunkenness,
my positiveness,
my sublimeness…

Before it’s too late,
and that might be right tomorrow,
I’m going to lean on
more cheerfulness,
wiseness,
uniqueness,
absoluteness.

Hummm...

....This eagerness

Of mine…

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