Tag: longing
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August 25, 2007 12:16 PM EDT --
Did you go away , son?
No I'm still here Mama. I'm still holding you.
Yes I can feel that now.
How do you feel Mama? What can I bring you?
Nothing son.
Must I phone the others Mama?
No son. I just . . . more
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March 25, 2008 05:36 PM EDT --
When I'm Filled With Love
My fingers want to write poems,
My arms ache to embrace
And my feet want to dance
In the warm sands.
But my eyes only see
Beckoning fingers and siren eyes . . . more
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April 29, 2006 09:58 AM EDT --
In the still of night
I close my eyes in slumber
This is when you come.
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Curtains billowing
Moonlight shining on my bed
Shivers in the night
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You whisper to me . . . more
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May 01, 2006 10:01 AM EDT --
It was a hot summer day when I found the letter lying on the ground. It was an ordinary day, filled with grocery shopping, errands, and picking the kids up from school. And when I picked up the piece . . . more
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March 02, 2007 03:07 PM EST --
you arrive in disguise,
no longer vague,
your nakedness lost in
a sweep of black.
your honesty rips me
out of my head
and when i snap back,
if I could breathe,
i would scream your name.
i want . . . more
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May 01, 2007 03:54 AM EDT --
Late for the flight,
Back breaking baggage in tow
Lost in a maze of surging steel
Slippery tile, swarming hordes
Late for the flight,
Arms ache from hauling luggage
Stuffed . . . more
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February 22, 2008 11:06 AM EST --
The Heavens have gone gone dark as the thunder clouds pack up above our heads. Is that why I wrote this poem? Let me think about that.
Oh God to feel
Alive once more
Just to love and laugh . . . more
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March 17, 2008 02:44 PM EDT --
Was it merely the moon
Or was it the heady wine?
Did they both dissolve
All of our futile restraint?
You swept back your hair
With a defiant brush
As your bosom heaved
And your wanton sleeve . . . more
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April 06, 2007 12:09 PM EDT --
My fingers want to write poems
My arms ache to embrace
My feet want to dance
In the warm sands
But my eyes only see
Beckoning fingers and siren eyes
And so I turn away and ask
Where are you tonight?
. . . more
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August 07, 2007 02:46 PM EDT --
My dream vacation takes me away to a little spot on the west coast of Ireland, where I had the joy to go two years ago... and which, I am so thankful to God, I will see again in October when I return. . . . more
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October 07, 2007 10:13 PM EDT --
i write this to become the myth
to remind people of the guy
who slipped his fingers into
the waist of your black slacks
and yanked you back to the bed
taking you in my arms
then wrestling you naked
again . . . more
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March 12, 2008 12:10 AM EDT --
i want to find
a little spin of
sweetness
in some words
that to lure you
that
coast to victory
with enough
delegates to prompt
a night of mid-life glamour
o tonight . . . more
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December 20, 2007 02:15 PM EST --
Still trying to nail jello to a tree.............
ANGEL OF MY DREAMS
© Robert C Burnham
You are the angel of my dreams . . . more
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April 15, 2007 02:40 PM EDT --
Liza's Melodies
This poem is loosely based on one of South Africa's most beautiful Afrikaans songs.
The melody is hauntingly beautiful.
I have a friend
Near the blue sea
On the slopes of Table . . . more
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August 07, 2008 06:02 AM EDT --
I want to type this down, I want you to read this...but I don't know how to start...or why I want you to read this..
I was on mxit last night, had a feast...so many friends to share every emotion . . . more
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August 02, 2006 07:42 AM EDT --
In the oppressive heat of the night
He longed for her
To reach out and touch her
To kiss her, to love her
But she was not there
Would she ever be?
more
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November 24, 2006 05:21 PM EST --
I want to see you
I need to see your face
The urge is so strong
Why? Why do I want you so much?
I can only imagine the feeling I will have when I see you
Happiness will fill me then sadness will quietly . . . more
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May 23, 2007 11:27 AM EDT --
As I wrote earlier, troubadour's used the Sestina. They were lyric poets and their songs were about romantic flirtation and often about romantic desire.
I've done one form and here's the other...romantic . . . more
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July 10, 2007 04:22 PM EDT --
I see your reflection
in sun, moon, and stars,
in the foam crested ocean,
in the mountain's rippling stream.
I feel you in the warmth of summer,
in the harsh, cold kiss of winter,
in the crisp, . . . more
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August 22, 2007 10:31 PM EDT --
Remembering is easy;
Forgetting is impossible,
for wherever there is sunlight,
you are there,
reaching out to me as you did that day,
gently stroking my hair,
filling me with warmth;
. . . more
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