Poetic Mockery


Words mocking silently
Staring at me vacantly
Open to interpretation
Waiting for my revocation
Sharing my love for verbal play
A formidable opponent I must say
A game of rhetoric to ensue
This damn poem I write for you
And yet the cursor blinks on
Using me as your little pawn
Just to show that I can too
Make a mockery out of you

My daughter’s eyes


I stare into her whiskey amber
The windows to her soul
And there I find my melted heart
With her trust in me so bold

Apparent is her joy for all
It’s brightly shining through
Showing her very innocence
While every experience is so new

Roaming wonder and bewilderment
Her amazement is no guise
For the world is radiant and vivid
Through my daughter’s eyes

Bittersweet


Creeping in the back of my mind
Harmful thoughts you will find
Wonder if bliss can be mine
Or should I let it go for time

My daughter means the world to me
And in her eyes you will see
That two are better if it can be
Happier for her and her big needs

So I ponder my own troubled woe
Should I stick with my heart’s foe?
Misery and ache from head to toe
Just to see her eyes aglow?

Or should I be selfish and follow my heart
Bring to light a brand new start
One I want and wish not part
Why does happiness taste so tart?

Love Slipped Away


The spring returns with its morning dew
As I lie in bed and think of you
Sowing the rewards I thought I could reap
Only to find sorrow in what I seek
Since those few days of empty bliss
I now know what I will truly miss
Saddened by the choice I had made
Hoping time brings hurt to fade
But heavy the rain comes down
Around my wounded aching crown
And the past becomes past with remorse
Though no apology can change the course
Nevertheless my future shows grim
Because my heart will always belong to him

Continuous Despair


Another profile
Flashes on the screen
Death by heartbreak
In twos and threes
Riddled tragic
The news goes on
With its misery
And vacant pawns
Madness seeps
Into the naive
No real hope
Of a reprieve

I feel you there


Every night, when we part
I rush to bed, to the dark
And there you lay, in my dreams
Just in the shadows, or so it seems
I feel you there, watching, waiting
I feel you there, anticipating

Every day, when I awake
A mental image, I do partake
Just in the shadows, there you’ll be
Warm and solid, watching over me
I feel you there, in my mind
I feel you there, all the time

Breakup


Twisted lie
Broken promise
Another good bye
Another miss
Another heart
Another tear
Dreadful part
Lonely fear
Miserable life
Unbearable yearning
Another strife
Another turning

Delusion


Emptiness is my soul
Hollow remorse I feel
Darkness in my eyes
It’s all very real

Obscurity is my song
Tumultuous I feast
Impressions usually wrong
First time we meet

Innocence is my air
Shrouded seclusion I lay
Misconceptions do beware
Unintentional I falsely portray

Intoxicated


My alcohol you may be…
For I am intoxicated over you
Drunken with desire and hope

Cocktail hour is upon us
And I long to drink you in
To savor your sweet daiquiri

Your words go down smooth
Like a well aged wine
Making me a little tipsy

I thirst for you to feel the same
I hunger for your thoughts
I crave to be under your influence

So drink up, drink up my friend
And let me befuddle you
Let me become your whiskey too

Consolidating once again...don't mind me :)

very nice.

Thanks for the bump Noden, i'd never have seen this otherwise! That'd be a pure crying shame too...

Thank you...someone needed to say it. Well done.

ty kc...nice to see you too...really like the new one of yours.

Kc...wow...i'm speechless on these...i thought how could he adjust the first with the alternative, and then i read the second...i see why you kept both versions, two different poems no matter how similar they are...both are well done.

The Oak


Swaying in the wind
I stand alone
Mighty
Fierce
And bold

You cannot find another
As beautiful as I

Twisted curves
Sturdy armor
With a misted grace
I’m sure a charmer

Watching the years come around
With their impact so profound
I’m delighted by the summer breeze
I’m aggravated by the fall of leaves
Yet my roots bind me to the ground
At this home that I’ve found
And even though I’m sadden by the blizzard’s grace
I perk right up with the spring’s retrace

Fruitful pride
Powerful meaning
With a soft air
I can be deceiving

You cannot find another
As beautiful as I

Swaying in the wind
I stand true
Faithful
Committed
And in tune

awwwww.

Tell him he just dropped 10 spaces on your priority list, and the you can only deal with first 5 right now, sorry.

Nice. Keep up the good word.

Carebear, you're one of the nicest guys i've come across!