Day: June 15, 2021

A woman, like you…

~ thereluctantpoet

johncoyote

A woman, like you.

A Poem byCoyote Poetry
"Few people can bring you from self made hell. When a sweet woman offer a soft hand and love. Even the dead can be rebirth."


A woman, like you…

I was standing at a distance listening to you. You were speaking against hate and violence. A voice so soft and kind. It made me stop to listen and I looked at your beautiful face. I tried to hide my desire for you. To be able to look into your eyes. And hold you close.

I make a fool’s wish to be sitting with you. To be able to look into yourblue eyes at the ocean. Listen to you talk about your great dreams.

You spoke with confident. Your strong words were against hate and war. Your smile and sweet voice create dreams and hope of peace for the people listening.

You…

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A amazing song and the words.

~ thereluctantpoet

johncoyote

  I overlooked the orchid….

I overlooked the orchid while searching for a rose.

The orchid I overlooked was you.

The rose that I was searching for was proved to be untrue.

The orchid, now I found, was you.

The orchid is a flower that blooms so tenderly,

to cheer the fairest lady of the land.

If placed beside the blushing rose,

the rose could not compare.

Now how time and wine taught me to understand.

The rose has lost its color but the orchid is still the same.

And I am alone to face the lonely year.

I didn’t see the orchid, I was searching for a rose.

And now I’ll pay the price with bitter tears.

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Surrender

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inyourownmind

I could fall asleep in his loving arms

Soft, warm and calm as it can ever be

Breathe it all in and love it forever

The feeling of surrender

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When he caressed my face with his fingertips

It came to my attention that my cheeks were slowly turning red

His hands were made perfectly

As it moves gently at the back of my neck

Yes, that’s how he kissed me

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His thumb playfully shifts to my earlobe

Evolving into me wanting his lips around it

At that moment I knew, I was his then and will be his forever.

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The Loop

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inyourownmind

Two souls are meant to cross paths

Every time I see him I knew I wanted him, but is that what I needed?

His warmth, his scent, I didn’t understand why but I felt safe in his presence

‘what’s for me will always be mine, that’s why I’m relaxed ‘ he whispered and smirked as his gaze touched mine

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‘I miss you terribly’ he says

He sounded so genuine but defeated that I swore my heart ached a little

I held in a whimper as he stared deep into my eyes

Feelings are dangerous, thoughts and imagination will be the end of us

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We both knew that, but yet we craved each other more

I gasped a little as his cold finger started tracing my lips

His touch almost sent shivers down my spine

As I fell hopelessly in love, his lips brushed against the nape of my…

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Rhythmic World

~ thereluctantpoet

Confab With Me

The heart dancing to the rhythm of the plopping raindrops on the daffodil leaves on a faraway hill

Shantanu Baruah #byme #amwriting


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Promote Yourself Monday, June 14, 2021

~ thereluctantpoet ~ 1 Comment

Go Dog Go Café

Welcome to Promote Yourself Monday.  All Go Dog Go Cafe community members are invited to post one link to one specific piece of their writing (600 words or less please!) they have published on their blog, Facebook page, or Instagram feed into the comments section below.

If you post a link, be sure to read some of the other great writing people have linked to.

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Smudged Reality

~ thereluctantpoet

Roth Poetry

Falling in love

can blind us to true reality.

I jumped in headlong;

Mind clouded

with distorted expectations.

Imagination running wild

until I am told…

“You are not the one.”

Smack!

Our love becomes

a greasy smudge

on the window pane of my heart

Photo: Dwight L. Roth

Today is Quadrille Monday at d’Verse. Mish asked us to write a Quadrille (of exactly 44 words) using the word Smudge! I thought about the smudge a dove left when she hit my window pane quite hard, and left her mark. I thought about the first time I fell in love and hit the window pane of life, just like the dove did to mine. An imprint one remembers for ever!

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