OPEN MIC ENCORE I

DRUNKEN RAMBLINGS

Taz Shanahan

Drunken ramblings make me think

That I should rather not touch drink.

I see that stupid choices are

Always made when waiting at a bar.

~^~

THE BATTLE

R.Williams

A pretty girl, a clean cut boy

A happy date, the sad decoy.

His suit jet-black, her white laced gown

Under hidden emotions, a strengthened crown.

A deep depression, a moody distract

their parents assumed it was a 'teenaged act'.

Exchanged glances of fear, their decision made clear.

A slash of a razor and a blow of a gun,

they had made their statement

the battle was one.

~&~

Cemented Heart

Sarah Sonya

Your insistence on replaying

what once was

is only prolonging

your scars,

presentation-boxing

your hurt,

solidifying a

once recognizably

squidgy sensitivity.

Vacuum-packing

the precious materials

of your soul.

And as much as I

waiting in the wings

for my chance

would wish to own

all instruments of

and access routes

to your love.

I do not have the tools

which return a heart

lead heavy

and cemented

to flesh.

~&~

summer is great in the air children running every where they gladly swim in the pool even though that's not very cool they'd rather swim in a lake than swimming in a tub full of children crowded everywhere

rae

~&~

THE ESSENCE OF LISACO
Firefly (TDale)

Words magical-- Miss Bold and Blonder

casting pleasure spells ---

And atmospheric wonder

She speaks in auora sparkle splashes

tinted brilliant-- ocean blue

The wind takes hold her purple sashes

From windy peaks--she reaches you

She speaks and her words gently kiss me

they stay on me---when she has to go

so naturally-- I let her in me

I soar in the essence of lisaco

~&~

Love

By: Ronnie A. Hill

Once upon a night so fair

This voice came drifting through the air

My heart stood still

I felt no fear

That voice, that voice had a heavenly taste

But then my eyes beheld her face

"I’m walking on clouds" was all I could say

She swept me off of my feet that day

(I was in love)

Toe to toe - face to face

Solemn vows inter-laced

Sketchy words that were said

Two words still ring in my head

"I do"

(I love you)

As a wind blown leaf

We were swept off our feet

And carried away

To an intimate place

Where we often stay

(Lost in love)

"In sickness and health" she said on that day

Then the truth of those words

Struck me right where I lay

Reaching into my soul

While my life ebbed away

She grabbed hold of my heart

And begged me to stay

(I love you she said)

I came back to her quickly

With my heart in her hands

And as all can see now

I’m a brand new man

(Oh how I love her)

Away from her family, away from her friends

Over houses, and mountains

Across oceans, and lands

She really left all to be my best friend

(Love overflows)

Today as my heart pitter pats in my chest

I feel happy and nourished

And completely refreshed

With a smile on her face

And a gleam in her eyes

The sun from within her

Has blended our lives

(Love you - I do)

~&~

Weathering

Kristen J. Gauly

For a moment I feel your hand

resting warm and dense upon my shoulder.

Your fingerpads cling to

my black cotton shirt.

I feel breath, hot

sticking like honey.

I look back,

wanting to memorize

every part of you.

An unmet stare brings disappointment.

A yellow daisy,

red tulip, violets

litter the gray stone.

Sunlight teases me,

heating my hair

strand by strand.

My heart bursts

causing boiled blood

to invade my limbs.

I give in to

storms clouds

which have begun to envelop my body.

~&~

FALLIN'

~ Kathryn

Falling in love

Falling for you

without a net to catch my wrong moves

hesitation

frustration

not knowing what to do

fallin without a net

exciting and new

What would you think

What would you do,

What would you say

if you only knew

I was falling without a net

In love with you.

~&~

NOW THAT YOU ARE GONE

AMI LEA SMITH

IN MEMORY OF MY MOTHER, THERESA GAYLE JOHNSON

9/27/1958-9/30/2001

NOW THAT YOU'RE GONE

I FACE EACH DAY

HOLDING ON TO YOUR MEMORY

SOMEHOW, SOMEWAY

IT WILL BE HARD

I MUST BE STRONG

I'LL LOOK AHEAD

AND CARRY ON

THE SUN WILL SHINE

AND THE WIND WILL BLOW

I CAN GO ON BECAUSE I KNOW

THAT YOU ARE THERE

THOUGH I CAN'T SEE,

YOUR STILL HERE

WATCHING OVER ME

~&~

A Love Poem

Mona Motekallem

A thousand Lovers A thousand Dreams

A thousand kisses A thousand Promises

Only one who weeps and howls at the moon

Only one who wanders if only it would

That if the night could come and go

With no tears but no it could not be

A thousand pardons A thousand commands

A thousand times over A thousands times to see

The king knew of her plea yet he, he

Would not see that she was his Queen

That together they would be whole and

They were made for each other to live

A thousand fools A thousand lies

A thousand smiles A thousand ties

Only fate and destiny know what could be

If there fate is meant to be together

Or if they are to wander the desert

Forever searching for the one that they let go

A thousand wishes A thousand shooting stars

A thousand nights A thousand days

All meant for them to find each other

All spent in vain because of their own pride

Now one has found another and this soul

Remains asking why and how she is lost

A thousand jewels A thousand crowns

A thousand diamonds A thousand rubies

None meant any thing to her as long as he

He wasn't there and life without was bland

Looking for a new king is hard especially

Especially when the last took her heart

A thousand searchers A thousand corners

A thousand shadows A thousand hide always

And none would turn up her lost heart

Could it be that he too might still hold too

No it can't so she will search cause

She isn't a fool to hold on forever that's true

A thousand losses A thousand mistakes

A thousand ways A thousand rights and wrongs

She will find her way to her prince again

One who will love her for her and nothing more

One who'll kiss her and make her feel whole

One who'll champion her and find her heart

~&~

In His Arms, In His Room
Britney Foster

In his arms in his room, they lay on her bed, holding her closely to his chest

It seems as though he's thinking something serious, some beautiful , yet painful to his soul

The room is dim, and softly lit with curtains drawn, and candles lit

Clear crystal drinking glasses lay beside the bed, sparkling softly within the candles eye

Inside his head, inside of his body, he feels the pains of love that which is hard to understand to everyone else

He feels his heart beat with compassion for her

Inside His thoughts:

God I love her

She walks into her room with such pride. that one special day she really caught my eye

I understand, and I expect life to be lived to the fullest

You've gotta take your time slow down baby and walk

In his room, in his arms, she can tell what her love is thinking, but she decides to let him have that special thinking time to himself

He pulls her closer to feel the love pour from his heart into hers.

Two doors of a heart open to spill the love into the others

As these beautiful thoughts run through his head she snuggles with him

Simply, he loves her, and she loves him very much

There together, with one another they lay in love treasuring the moment

~&~

LOVE

by Shakita Lee

Love is flower, that blooms in the spring.

Love is a season, in which the birds sing.

Love is a butterfly, beautiful and free.

Love is a wonderful thing you see;

its the glue that bonds you to me.

Love is what we keep for one another.

Love is what we share with each other.

Love is sweet,

Love is pure,

Love is everlasting,

Love is ever-growing,

Love is always,

it never fades away.

Other things may go,

but love will always stay.

~&~

** DO YOU HEAR ME**

By Betty Rickard ~~

Soft wind blows across my face

reminding me of your sweet embrace

feeling you, here with me. . . feeling this

longing, wanting need deep inside of me.

Watching all the memories in my mind

hugging and kissing you, wanting you, all the time.

Your, sweet sensual touches your warm embrace..

Makes, a want and need so deep in me

I scream out your name...

Do you hear me ~~~ Do you hear me?

~&~

Love lovely bird
m.sivakumar

The angel is coming my way like a parrot

Sweet parrot sing so sweet make my mind

To get deeper thinking of love

The color green to make me to see everything green in this world

What a color to look beautiful like a happy sunshine

Near a cuckoo sitting near to the parrot.

Both sang a song, I think both are true love hearts

What a match I never seen in my life

What a song in life between them, I never heard music

I seen the sunsets up into happiness face

Heard of the lovely two birds songs

Make a man to get the real world

The love everything for him there is an end.

~&~

IT'S A PHOENIX

Bill Goulden

Fornication is a fine thing, as long as it's discreet

But her and Cyrille Stoppard are the talk of all the street

And her with all her graces, la-de-da's, and shop at Marks

And him a lowly gardener for Cemetery and Parks

Talk of twitching curtains, well I tell you this for nowt

All eyes are glued upon her house as soon as he goes out

And in as many seconds as it takes to mutter whore

Cyrille Stoppard's cross the street, up't path and through her door

And from my attic window if I lean hard to the right

I can see them fornicating with a passion and a might

Her all lily white you know, all pallid and demure

With him all butch and hairy and smelling faintly of manure

Vera from the chip shop has a much, much better view

And with her strong binoculars, she's discovered his tattoo

It could be perhaps, she say's, a dragon on a hill

And would describe it so much better if his bouncing bum kept still

And after second helpings and a furtive kiss farewell

He peeks to see the coast is clear and then I hear my bell

Husbands down the dog track and I'm second in the queue

And I could tell that Vera all about that bums tattoo!

~&~

Snow:

Ashley Crouthamel

One time being lost in your eyes

And I was lost forever.

Never again to be as I once was.

Your gaze that no longer lingers

Pains me like the knife

That is cutting my skin.

I watch myself drip

And stain the freshly fallen powder.

I let myself cover up the purity,

And just stand,

Letting an icy chill consume me.

Warmth is slowly loosing

To winter's harshness.

I feel myself start to fade away

And I collapse,

Sinking into the depths of cold.

All I do is lie there,

Letting all feeling slip from my body.

After all, being here is no different

Than being frozen in your stare.

~&~

Live For The Day

Andrea R M Fletcher

I will live today,

As though it is my last day on earth,

Oh, all the plans I have would not matter,

If I could not spend this last day with you.

I will live today,

As though it is my last breath of air,

My sunshine,

My last meal and my last drink of water.

I will live,

As though I have read somewhere that

The world is coming to an end.

I will live today,

As though I heard you say,

Without me in this world,

Your life would be meaningless.

I will live today,

As though from afar,

I heard you call my name, and say,

I will never forsake you,

Nor will I leave you.

I will live today,

As though you are my anchor of strength,

The pillar of my life,

The will of my every being.

I will live, I will live,

Until it is time for us to part.

I will live again;

We will meet again, in the afterlife

There we will always reside.

~&~

The Eyes Of An Angel.

by: Stewart Mejia

At one time I thought badly,

badly about her,

badly but wanting her,

only thinking about my feelings and not hers,

I treated her wrongly,

but why,

For at one time,

I use to stare into her eyes,

her eyes of pure beauty,

eyes as blue as the sea,

eyes as blue as the skies above,

The eyes of an angel,

looking into her eyes,

is like looking into life,

looking into her soul,

looking into my life,

Now I sit alone hoping,

hoping to be able,

Able to stare once again into The eyes of an Angel.

~&~

"If My Tomorrow Never Came"

For a girl named Cara

Paul Michael Daniels

If there were no tomorrow

would you know how much I love you?

Would you express great sorrow

to the God who dwells above you?

Or would you go to bed at night

with a sad smile upon your face

knowing everything was right

and that our love had found its place?

Would you think of me and cry

and wonder why the world dismissed me

or would you miss me every night

and wish that last time you had kissed me?

Would your family cease to hate me

knowing I left loving you,

or would they continue to negate me

even though our love is true?

If my tomorrow never came,

it's not my plan, but just in case

I want to tell you without shame,

though I can't tell you to your face

that my love for you is serious,

your smile is burned inside my soul,

because you make me so delirious,

I see you everywhere I go.

These words are burned into my heart,

I hope they'll echo in your soul.

And hopefully this is the start

for you and I to go grow old.

So read this poem with a smile,

and know our love is like a kite,

I know you're reading with a smile,

because I'm smiling as I write.

~&~

EMBRACED BY THE INNOCENCE OF LOVE

By Eartha L. McElveen

HIS PRESENCE FILLED THE EMPTY PLACE AS HE BECKONED HER TO COME.

THE WHISPER OF HIS VOICE TRANSCENDS THE CHAMBER OF HER DESOLATE HEART;

AND AS SHE STOOD MOTIONLESS IN THE SHADOW OF FEAR, HE REACHED OUT HIS ARMS TO COMFORT HER.

AS SHE SLIPPED OUT FROM THE DARKNESS EMBRACED BY THE INNOCENCE OF LOVE

~&~

I want you,

I need you,

I hate you,

I don't,

Why can't i just fucking make up my mind?

When you touch me,

I feel you,

I want you so bad.

Oh yeah and what's her name you fuck her how many times a day?

All I want is things to be the way they used to be,

I don't know how you don't see,

The hurt in my eyes when you look at me.

So go ahead, break my heart again.

I'll get over it ... eventually.

Keegan

~&~

Your Ghost
Jes Krizo

Why does your ghost still linger here?

I know I can’t still hold you dear

Don’t you know it’s killing me? Or do you not care enough to see

Why can’t I just forget about you? What is that you do,

That puts me through so much pain?

So why do you still remain?

You know what this does inside, but in me you still confide

Why must you still act like my friend?

I’m going to have to make this end

Either walk away and leave me in peace

Or I’ll leave you in pieces......

No don’t put your hand on my face

Now this moment I’ll never replace

This is breaking me in two

And my better half is because of you......

But no longer! There’s a bitter hate in me

That you could never see!

Now walk away before

I have to tell you once more!

~&~

Ginny is the name of a cool stepmother

Who has had two girls and now has 7

Kids

Cool Ginny

A girl who has no idea what she

Has in store for herself

And the boys are so, so out

Numbered by us girls

So cool Ginny has it all

Planned out so she thinks till

We kids and dad get to

Much to handle

So cool Ginny

So cool has it all planned out

So cool, so cool Ginny

Ginny Barton

~&~

Wrong Role

Jenny Rivas

As much as i try,

I can't seem to hate you.

Our strong bond and consideration,

I can't misconstrue.

Unfairness and jealousy,

"Only through my eyes," you said.

It was so easy for you to say,

But it's because your demands were met.

Always in the spotlight,

While i sulked in the shadows.

A young beauty,

My admiration you would never know.

"Look up to me!" I wanted to yell.

I'm the older one here!

Emulate me and want to be me!

I have to comfort YOU when YOU'RE in fear.

But everything was unbalanced

and the roles were mixed up.

While i was suppose to protect YOU,

YOU had to pull ME up.

But i'll prove it to you,

I promise i'm worth looking up to.

As much as i deny it,

I wanna be just like you.

To my sister.

~&~

I hate my life but I love yours

I love you but I hate me

Help me my love!!

KelLyn

~&~

THIS PLACE

Serrell Nadine

At the mere touch of my fingertips you appeared

by your own design you seemed delighted still

even without my smile, or lightly blushed cheek

peeking around the edges of the pictures

And yet there was another, of curls the same

with smiles and affects and love unchanged

You inspired me years ago to let these delirious words

drop effortlessley from my lips, I didn't paint you

like I do with him...but after seeing you here I am again

In this place where colors or shadows won't abide

only where words paint your face alive

~&~

MY MISTRESS' THIGHS ARE NOTHING LIKE "THE SUN"

JOHN KIRKBRIDE

Her eyes are blue as something blue,

Like a cardigan or movie;

Not lazuli or sapphire blue

but blue enough to move me.

Her skin is pale as something pale,

Like fear or boiled spaghetti;

Not wan enough to whisper frail

but good next to confetti.

Her hair is fine as something fine,

Like fishing line or cotton;

Not gossamer and yet not twine

and not yet quite forgotten.

Her lips are red as something red,

Like danger, pain or violence;

Not London bus or something bled

but best observed in silence.

~&~

Just one night....just one deathless night.

One more night without death,

one more night without bloodshed.

Just one more night.

Just one more night without nightmares,

of waking up alone,

one day without sleeplessness,

coldness cutting to the bone.

One night without darkness,

and a constant gnawing fear,

one day unfearful of sunlight,

and a lover to hold me near.

One night without the bloodlust,

the fever pulsing through my veins,

just one night with you my love,

to end my loneliness and pain.

Just one more night....

...one deathless night.

Doch

~&~

OPEN MIC ENCORE I - The Love and Lament Poems MARCH, 2003

OPEN MIC ENCORE I - The Love and Lament Poems
MARCH, 2003