My Baby Just Cares For Me…

mortals in motion

sometimes opposed

at times behind

often always

pompous

for their own glee

euphoria

with motives

but you

“sing”

and I observe

 listening to you

in sheer radiance

 I bathe in your

reflection

where I linger

as you tease

the sculptured

desires of my heart

©AvdL 2015

Edited

Narrow Daylight

bereft of knowledge

clusters of fluttering words

hiatus of thoughts

©AvdL 2015

Silence…in fields of stone

concerted bleeding

from imaginary thoughts

silence torments

from skin to bone

a tiring heart

this world has failed

to whisk apart

neither empty

nor full

immersing

in oceans of

expectations

*

some find peace

in fields

of stone

***

©AvdL 2015

Same Mistake…

mortal sins

 only fractured

 reflections

of naïveté

where words

float from muses

in twilight stillness

thriving in

bareness

 lingering inside

passive minds

to see inside

one’s soul

***

©AvdL 2015

HERE COMES THE SUN?

 

 

M

U

S

E

an arduous drop

a flutter of  hope

eternal riven

of  promise?

©AvdL 2014

 

Murmurs…..

Utopian dreams

buoyant in the mist

harbinger somewhere

Sculptured Desires

  

 

 

mortals in motion

sometimes opposed

at times behind

often always

pompous

for their own glee

euphoria

with motives

but you

“sing”

and I observe

 listening to you

in sheer radiance

 I bathe in your

reflection

where I linger

as you tease

the sculptured

desires of my heart

 

©AvdL 2011

HALLOWEEN (for Monday Potluck)

 

 

 

tonight’s the night

a harvest moon suffers

haunting the streets

cats on flying broomsticks

pumpkins are glowing

and spiders are spinning

skeletons and ghosts

even werewolves are rising

witches and magic brooms

will appear in the night

don’t stray from the path

be silent and aware

tonight’s the night

for masks and hats

as you knock on doors

for that trick or treat

this can only be

 Halloween!

 

©AvdL 2010

These are just 2 pictures of Halloween at my front door last night!!  Awesome 🙂

I wrote this for Poetry Potluck… Please do check out the other amazing creative writes.

 

 

 

 

LUST ~ (Monday Potluck)

 

Impressions of you

my emotions run wild

like mortal remains

a victim to my lust

insatiable desires

burning like the sun

with carnal instinct

possessed by this poison

devouring me from within

and I caress the remnants

of my decomposed emotions

for this is just fantasy

BUT

lust

I must

 

©AvdL 2010

The theme at Poetry-Potluck  this week is 7 DEADLY SINS…my poem is pure fiction! I’m  running on all cylinders still till the end of October..promise to be back to normal soon ….xxxx

IF

I have another one of those busy weeks, seems the closer to year-end, the more busy it gets.  I will be back posting recipe’s as from next week again. (Not even enough time to cook a proper meal…now there has to be something wrong with that, don’t you think??) Big hugs xox

 

Follow a dream

catch that shooting star

because I want to love

and to be loved

I am a dreamer

to dance without music

make my heart sing a song

laugh in a sea of sadness

I want to get lost in a dream

 waking up every morning

trying to hold onto that dream

 I want to love

and to be loved

I hope to dream again

and will always be

a dreamer

 

©AvdL 2010