Osmosis Links
Links may spontaneously flower
mysteriously in an hour.
Oasis metamorphosis,
stars bliss synonymous with kiss,
transforming through transcendent power
strong bond long longed for, to endower
two hearts with hope. Analysis
is absent, gratitude remiss.
Awaiting empathetic bower,
once wandering, wide world would scour,
acceptance shared helps man and miss
to merge, defences shed, dismiss
superficial difference,
reluctance sitting on the fence.
6 April 1990 revised 16 July 2008
poem by Jonathan Robin
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Remember the Seasons
'Gladness of life in blossom, will to wend
its way as if instead
of deathwards, voyage led
to timeless bliss ahead,
to ease unlimited.
Madness of life to dissipation friend -
unheedful, as we said,
that mortal trap is spread -
where one on mischance has fed
Time's hydra head.
Sadness of life left little to defend,
as palsied hairs are shed
and heart thumps at the tread
announcing that the thread
shall snap - too soon to bed!
Sadness of life on knife edge of its end,
all former fortune fled,
to Lethe's waters wed -
last leaf which hangs in dread
of Fate, of Time, soon dead.
Is stonewall all our trend?
Beyond perceptions bread
and butter life lends bred
by hopes and fears unread
perhaps we'll find instead
the seasons' reasons end
come clear as round life's bend
we travel onwards, send
our children hope, extend
trust, understanding blend,
man's misconceptions mend.
(7 July 1990 revised 13 April 2008 robi03_0324_robi03_0000 XXX_DJZ)
poem by Jonathan Robin
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The Softest Kiss
When I did kiss your breast
And every night was blessed
With raging moon.
Now an ageing tune
That is left from our love
Rises with petal wing.
High above.
And like the softest kiss,
Sends shivers down my spine.
To float away,
What once was mine
Turns blue to grey.
When we did merge in bliss
A flower bloomed.
My heart did miss
A beat.
Perfumed,
Your body given so sweetly.
Red stars bowed so completely.
And like the softest kiss
I would only miss
You
When you had gone.
Our golden sun that shone
Then set in a crying sky.
That deepest pain
Our silent goodbye.
poem by Kevin East
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Motivation
MOTIVATION
Motivation springs mind’s trap, ensures
Advancement far above the 'madding crowd',
Unleashes energy long disallowed.
Desire’s warm fires spur inner surge to soar
Eager prepare to pluck fair future's store,
Clearly receives sense signals strong and loud -
Muted far too long. Thus, shed grey shroud,
Accept shared lovelight kindling sparkles for
Unlimited horizons hopes restore
Despite past pain chain many might have cowed.
Exit errors! Gift of grace endowed,
Contentment finds where two, apart, stayed poor.
Magic metamorphosis provides
Chance for choice, rejoicing will abide.
1 November 2001 revised 20062824 and 20090222
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Motivation
Motivation springs the mind, helps soar
In seconds far above the 'madding crowd',
Releases energies which too long ploughed
Inclinations under, - festering sore!
Response prepares to pluck the future's store
Translating signals strong, both clear and loud -
Muted far too long - and from grey shroud
Evolve to light, which, shared, sparks kindles for
Shared adventure where each may each adore
Despite the trammels which many might have cowed?
Error is output which, with gifts endowed,
Seems to forget to share, and so stays poor.
Music through acceptance may provide
Much joy which can through rain or shine abide!
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Motivation
Motivation springs the mind, helps soar
instantly above the 'madding crowd',
releases energies which too long ploughed
inclinations under, - festering sore.
Be prepared to pluck the future's store
interpreting implicit signals loud
to others muted, and shuck off grey shroud,
admit the light which, shared, sparks kindles for
evolution that may write fresh score
free from trammels that too many cowed.
Recognize potential, gifts endowed,
without which all stays “might have been” scope poor.
Accept that latent talent, freed, provides
the wherewithal to rise, which guides not glides...
1 November 2001
Motivation poem (c) Jonathan Robin
poem by Jonathan Robin
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Sweet Flora
Sweet Flora
Lovers flit from flower to flower
ignoring flora's lusty dower.
So, there she would wait, a lovely sight
wishing for her lover to alight
and spread her seed with April showers.
She watches from her lofty bower
as Spring succumbs to Summer's power.
but sees no messengers in their flight.
As Summer's sun begins to cower
sweet Flora does mourn her endless plight.
She dreams of Autum's belated knight
arriving at the perfect hour
to stroke the nub within her flower
with fluttering wings that can excite
bringing her joy and complete delight.
As Autumn departs without a fight
her lover arrived upon the site
where love did wait and love did scour
for one to bare her lusty dower
His heart was so sad, he felt contrite.
Her lovely petals were once so bright;
body wilted and scent devoured
as he sought natures perfect flower.
But, he was too late to be her knight;
sweet Flora did die from Winter's bite.
©2008 Dawn Slanker
poem by Dawn Slanker
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Kiss......kiss........kiss.
kiss kiss kiss
the thing, you never want to miss.
there are many ways to kiss.
here are the best six.
when you get a gloss kiss.
i bet you will lick your lips.
the kiss of style vampire,
with it, you will never get tire.
the smooth touch of angel kiss,
is the one, you never want to miss.
spidermans kiss is the best,
you will urge for more, without rest.
the wet kiss of single lip.
is so tempting and romantic.
on top of all is the love kiss,
it takes you to the world of bliss.
so kiss, kiss, and kiss.
these don't ever miss...
That Day
When we walked on frosted field
Warmed by glowing love revealed
Escorted by the moon
Courted by a tune
That shared our hearts to dwell.
As golden stardust fell
Upon your softest cheek.
Rendered forever weak
By the power
Of a forever kiss
One sweet flower
And our hearts exchanged bliss.
And our bodies just grooved in time
As love's fragrance wooed our souls
That day our very being did rhyme
And was etched
On eternal scrolls.
Our rhythm of love
Lit the stars up above
That day
When we became one
Love is never over and done.
poem by Kevin East
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Our Absent Friends
We often speak about
the fun we used to have
whenever we retrace our memories,
remembering our absent friends.
We remember our growing years,
the smiles on our faces
and the funny things we did
with our absent friends.
As the years roll on their way
and age creeps up on us
we sometimes like to reflect
on our long gone absent friends.
The flower of youth has withered,
but the flower never died.
It is still locked in our memory
when we remember our absent friends.
1 July 2012
poem by David Harris
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At Rest - 1041
Through expanding space
beyond old inhibitions
the mind may e[r]ase
artificial skins.
As spirit dissolves levels,
inner freedom wins,
consciousness, can chase
surface metamorphosis -
sh[r]edded to replace
superficial grins,
self-deception - whose dark hells
are the greatest sins.
When understanding
maturity underpins,
then momentum spins
through both thick and thin,
talent touches base with place
as feelings akin
to acceptance win
acceptance without need to [t]race
extension within
inner harmony, begins
accepting both what potential spells
and inner shortcomings.
there mind may be at rest
as all is for the best
(21 July 2004)
poem by Jonathan Robin
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Spring's Bower
Spring’s Bower
Ah! Woe is me the veil I see
The veil of death hangs lower.
And e’re my spirit passes from me
I will see again Spring’s Bower.
Awaiting death must stay his hand
For my life has one more hour.
And tho’ I close my eyes this day
I will again see Spring’s Bower.
“Tis tho’ my life were but a thread
Of what life had to shower.
There is still just time before I’m dead,
Time enough to see Spring’s Bower
Take me I pray to the window seat,
Clutch to thy breast the flower
Which I plucked when last we did meet,
'Neath our beautiful Spring Bower.
poem by Robert Harrison
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Beyond Beyond
BEYOND BEYOND
Two thralling eyes, unlatched,
Attractive and unmatched,
Reveal, no strings attached,
Signs seeking to respond
In many ways beyond
Eternity, beyond
Restrictions, to true bond.
17 April 2008 rewritten as acrostic TARSIER 17 July 2008
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poem by Jonathan Robin
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Guilt Will Wilt The Sweetest Flower
[Song Lyric]
Guilt will wilt the sweetest flower,
Cause the very sun to glower,
Though the skies their tears may shower.
Guilt will wilt the sweetest flower.
Shame will tame the lion's power,
Make the boldest warrior cower,
Turn the taste of triumph sour.
Guilt will wilt the sweetest flower.
For each mister, miss, or madam,
Son or lover— this is so.
In the Bible Eve and Adam
Did discover long ago...
That guilt will wilt the sweetest flower,
Steal the pleasure from the hour,
Even in the greenest bower—
Guilt will wilt the sweetest flower.
poem by Harley White
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Love Well The Hour
HEART of my heart, my life and light,
If you were lost what should I do?
I dare not let you from my sight,
Lest Death should fall in love with you.
Such countless terrors lie in wait.
The gods know well how dear you are:
What if they left me desolate
And plucked and set you for their star?
So hold my hand--the gods are strong,
And perfect joy so rare a flower
No man may hope to keep it long,
And I might lose it any hour.
So, kiss me close, my star, my flower,
Thus shall the future spare me this:
The thought that there was ever an hour
We might have kissed and did not kiss.
poem by Edith Nesbit
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Protection Shed
Frustration's shadow fades not as moon rises,
but open heart prepares for fair surprises,
dream scenes encounter reconciliation
between hopes, fears. Few can draw consolation
from coffee cups which all too soon turn cold,
whose golden hues turn tarnish stain. Behold...
The answer, lies discarding, finds what wise is
seems metamorphosis, winged nymph star rises
to shed protection's superficial station,
to touch NOT think superlative sensation,
Energy, rechannelled, warmth enfolds
but bubble outburst sentiments withholds.
9 April 2008
poem by Jonathan Robin
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Soul Kiss
Your soul kiss
Brought me incredible bliss
Never knew lips like your exist
Your soul kiss
I could never dismiss
In fact your kiss
I can't resist
Your soul kiss
I truly miss
Is deep an an ocean abyss
Alas, I sit and reminisce
About how good you soul kiss
poem by Veronica Hill
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Don't Underestimate The Power Of...
Don’t Underestimate The Power
Of Your Embrace
The Power You Hold
In That Timeless Place
When My World Stops
At Your Wonderful Touch
Suspended In Rapture
With You, Giving So Much
… Strength and Comfort
And Tender Care
Don’t Underestimate
The Power There …
Don’t Underestimate The Power
Of Holding Hands
A Symbol-Bond, Saying,
‘Together, We Stand’
As We Share and Show
As One, We Plan
To Face The Future
With GOD … ‘We Can’
Don’t Underestimate The Power
Of Seeing Your Face
Eyes of Night-Skies
And Lips Of Berries’ Taste
Those Mystery Eyes
When They Meet With Mine
Passion Pours
As Our Lips, Wine and Dine …
Don’t Underestimate The Power
Of Our Hearts
Don’t Underestimate The Power
O Love’s Great Art
Tho’ The Heart, May Be Struck
With 10,000 Darts
Love, Has The Power To Make It
To Never Break Apart!
Don’t Underestimate The Power
Of Your Embrace
Don’t Underestimate The Power
Of Your Sweet Face
Don’t Underestimate The Power
Of Pure, Sweet Love
It, Is What, Holding Hands and Hearts
And Hopes Are Made Of
* * * *
(Don’t Underestimate …
The Power Of Even This …
Poetic Notes, Sealed With A Kiss
Words Spoken In Lover’s Bliss
A Whispered Wish, I Insist
Is Also, On The ‘Don’t Underestimate List …
So, Just Don’t Underestimate The Powers
Of A Love, So Strong and True, As Ours …)
Written & ©: 4/18/10
By: MoonBee
poem by MoonBee Canady
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The Answer Lies... or... The Answer Lies?
Frustration's shadow fades not as moon rises,
but open heart prepares for fair surprises,
dream scenes encounter reconciliation
between hopes, - for self-fear's no consolation
as coffee cups can all too soon turn cold,
and golden hues nerves spurn turn silver old.
The answer, lies discarding, finds what wise is
seems metamorphosis, winged nymph arises
to shed protection's superficial station,
to touch NOT think superlative sensation,
Energies, rechannelled, warmth enfold
but bubble thoughts true sentiments withhold...
(c) Jonathan Robin - written 9 April 2008
poem by Jonathan Robin
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Eat My Bliss
Eat my bliss, suck my kiss. Listen to me as i hiss. like a snake i creep up. I'm someone I'm only hoping you miss. Misperception, misdirection. Quite a pale complexion. Just eat my bliss, suck my kiss. Don't get pissed. No reason to be, don't you see. All is dead as the sea. Theirs no love in this barely beating heart. Pleasure is torn apart. Just eat my bliss, suck my kiss. No i will not reminisce. What was broken can not be fixed and i realize this. Being straight forward hurts you and I'm sorry but that's the end of it. I don't believe in second chances or dances. I'm not pretending, or defending. What was is gone. As the sun met the dawn. So just eat my bliss, suck my kiss. Miss priss, so stuck up with your self righteous bullsh*t. Just get over it. An impossibility, please treat it such. Its not asking much. Life is rough. No I'm not mr. tough guy. I'm just trying get by. So just eat my bliss, suck my kiss. Be honest receive hell for it. A rebel without reason. A false god preaching. A perplexing equation is which there no answer. Mysteries deep in the soul i keep. Searching to find what you seek. Until its found leave all my words unbound. Just eat my bliss, suck my kiss. Presumptuous it is. Assuming leaves emotions looming. Anger held right above my head. But its not getting in. Count to ten. Say you win. Put it to its end. Just eat my bliss, suck my mother f*cking kiss. Please just eat my bliss. All i want is happiness.
poem by Ace Of Black Hearts
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A tenant is he
A tenant is he the would-be bee
Too husband a flower.
That wishes not, her ambles free
In fear of the seed-plougher!
O her rose of purest white
Now crimsons the purple night
Clings ravenous the bower
That would-be sting endower!
O she would, encapsulate!
All of his space and time...,
O she would, emasculate!
Him, bring him unto her climb.
Bring him unto her watchtower!
He a homeless tenant, outlier...
He is her; man of the hour!
He is to be her bee emulsifier.
poem by Mark Heathcote
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Small Dirge for a Frog
A surge through
Heart’s drapes.
Escapes to hear
A small dirge.
A miss me song for a frog.
Caught on the wrong side
Of a Goodyear. I was remiss
In not seeing.
Not to flee the burgeoning kiss
Of vulcanized and headlamp urgency,
This frog was remiss.
Remiss those focused frogs,
Fraught with patience, are.
You played a game of chicken
Too well, not looking or knowing
The knowing or looking
Of me. You don’t look so well.
The wind rushes past the side
-view. It holds my long look
For a few. Until night’s drapes
Dim a hard gleam from its two
Eyes, each a candle wick
Just blown out.
[11-7-03 Berkeley, CA]
poem by David Floren
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When You Kiss Me
When we kiss me
I know you miss me
When you kiss me
You know you want to be with me
When you kiss me
you take the world off my shoulders
When you kiss me
you want me in your arms tonight
When you kiss me
I always think of you
When you kiss me
I miss your soft lips
When we go out to the movies
We always kiss in the movie
When you kiss me
you take away my breathe
When you kiss me
you take my soul away
When you kiss me
I know you miss me
When you kiss me
You take away my pains
When you kiss me
I felt like walking on clouds
When you kiss me
You make the world go away
When you kiss me
I will love you more.
:)
poem by James Wilhoite
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