Eli’s W

Lie with me when dusk settles,
sooth my mind on
your bed of rest, drain all life’s
contemptuousness.
tarry on silkworm’s pattern.
This is asked honestly, honest,
answers only that match
our mood.
Give chase to driven person
snapping,
toe to heel, slip off.
Pour wine, as artist mimes juices
shall also flow,
watch a tail hole, then
wag my will.
Etched are my smiles….

Smile If You Please

People hanker for smiles
I give them for free
When you want to smile
Just remember me
And
Smiles will come to thee
From my humorous face or poetry
What ever it be
Smiles for you over there
All of you are totally free
Read me or don't
But smile for me
Will you please.

Let's throw our cell phones in the lake
turn off the tube and radio
seek silence for sanity's sake
and travel where few people go

The madding crowd has maddened me
my senses have been over loaded
so we'll be as quiet as can be
as we try to get our souls reloaded

Our online friends will fare just fine
( at least for a day or two )
while we eat cheese and sip some wine
all alone just me and you

Standing by a kiosk
slurping on my soup
finding it insipid
I was about to throw
when my eyes gazed through
a pair of famished eyes
fragile and empty
like a pair of beggar's bowls
crystals in my eyes
turned my soup saline
spoonfuls of that syrup
lit up those vacant eyes
watching those rainbows
cleared my misty eyes
easing the storm
brewing inside

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THEY SAY THERE'S AN ARROW

They say there's an arrow
That seeks out the heart
Of a man who profanes in the West-
We've been silent so long,
But now, in guise of a song,
This man puts all of our patience to test...

And, if Tolerance is the name of the game,
Then, the end of your game is in sight;
What should be no surprise is:
If you make compromises,
You writers might as well tempt Righteous Might...

"CLOSED THE DAY"
Margaret Ann Waddicor January 28th 2011.

The night has closed the door of day,
and indigo reigns supreme,
we stand and watch the stars come out,
and dream.

How still the visions magical
take on
their costumed dance of spiralling with light,
sending auras far and wide e'en for millennia,
for us it seems forever, that ephemeral phenomena,
we try to hold in check,
and grasp,

Should I be here I wonder
Amongst all you great poets
I am just a beer mug among champagne glasses.

Clumsy, intoxicated
Crushed in the muse of my mood
No sparkling bubbles of imagination.

Just the same flat monotone
Clueless in comprehension
A chunky Neanderthal sitting at the bar.

All my froth blown to the wind
A tasteless brew underneath
I long to feel the refinement of your power

The whimpers came from deep in the dark
Between the buildings grey
Killer heard them, from in the park
It seemed to be that way...

Curious to see, what made the sound
He strained to see through gloom
Walking slow, turning round and round
He heard the cry of the doomed

A dog lay panting, slashed and broke
In the trash from the big high-rise
He dropped the roach, after one more toke
And knelt with a little sigh

Fragile Connections
by: Caitlin Mattison

Moon, Stars, and planets awaken to the night
Patiently their light's awaited...
The watcher in me rewarded
By this heavenly display beyond
The sight of soft tingling fire in the skies
Meanwhile, back on Earth...

~*~

Some people stay together, some don’t even try
some just don’t know how to, some just don’t see why.
They don’t believe in love, for someone broke their hearts
now they say goodbye to love, before it even starts.

But we believe in Forever, loving like we do
giving love to each other, in the things we do.
Caring about each other, more than just ourselves
hands and hearts together, wanting love forever.