Read Poetry: Flowing Form, by Stuart Aken

Form colour texture shape

Do they singly or in blend

Define what we see as beauty?

 

Is it how the limbs are made

The curving contours or

The hidden depths unseen?

 

Can genetic imperative alone

Something so banal be why

Or does some other force apply?

 

Undoubtedly we are attracted

Are all designed to look

And gender is no key

 

Despite the jests on paper bags

The face is all-important

A smile an invitation glance

 

When the loved one looks your way

Is it you who fills those eyes

And that one you really see?

By Stuart Aken (UK)

 

Genres: Love, Philosophical, Relationships, Romantic.

 

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Adieu my sweet…, Poetry by Dr. Pan Gabrielides

 Genre: Romance

 Adieu my sweet…

From: Moonless Nights…

A collection of romantic poems/songs…

Copyright by Dr Pan Gabriel, Ph.D.

Author’s note: The following anthology of poems/songs and essays center around the romantic fire/attraction between men and women. The male protagonist’s name is always going to be ‘Jason’ and the female’s ‘Julia’.

Love and light my friends!

Dr Pan Gabriel

The last few weeks Jason’s soul has been crossing the plain of desolation,

The type of place where you’re dead but alive,

The type of place where you’re human but you’re not,

The type of place where wraiths go that are beyond the grip of alcohol…

Jason began to wonder whether it’s worth going on,

And then, he remembered,

He remembers her name,

Julia…,

A little life colors Jason’s face,

Something very faint stirs in him,

He remembers being in her sweet arms,

Interest flickers in his glazed eyes…,

Memories, bittersweet memories,

Lying in each other’s arms,

Jason, the fool, her, the wise one,

Jason, fishing in troubled waters, too blind to see or care?

Her, hurting so much, clinging to what meager love she could find…,

What were those nights like?

Happy hours together,

Wooing, wanting, kissing, touching,

Talking, laughing, playing…

Jason spent time with her Mom, he spent time with her Dad, who were his own age,

Jason enjoyed her immensely,

Yet, yet beneath the surface,

Jason was nursing the huge hole in his soul,

Julia sensed the other woman between them,

Jason sensed the other man between them…

So, here they were, two kindred spirits,

Deeply in love with two other people,

Seeking solace in each other’s harbors’,

Like ghost ships, lost in some watery wilderness,

Like birds who have forgotten how to fly…

Yes, what were those nights like?

Can Jason lift the veil sufficiently to see?

He tries, he gives up, he gives up on the night, instead he writes her,

Julia responds, asks how he is,

She’s still hurting, her wound still there,

Jason senses her pain, it goes thru him like a javelin,

The healer in him responds,

He gives her what he can,

He sends her love and light and laughter…,

And crawls back to his memories…,

Pressing replay over and over again…

Fast-forward a couple of years,

They meet again, they’re still two emotional shreds,

Yes, like a drug addict, Jason is immensely enjoying his fix of her,

Julia’s emotionally wounded body, tight against his,

Her head buried in his bosom,

Her breath gentle on his chest,

Her smell calming to his nostrils,

Jason: “Oh, my love, oh, my sweet darling friend,

How differently I would do things now,

How different my words would be, how different my feelings,

How different my touch, how different my kisses,

How free I would be, how happy I would be…,

But, alas, it was just not meant to be…”

Adieu my sweet…

 

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Coda, Poetry by Forrest Jamie

 Genres: Breakup, Closure, Heartbreak, Love, Relationships, Romantic, The End

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Darling boy
I know how this story goes –
it’s ours, after all
and I could read it
with my eyes closed.
And why must re-reading those chapters
of our one-sided love story
hurt so good?

You said that
my coffee brown eyes felt like home,
but you’re the wandering kind
and so
the timing is all wrong.
You never stay (in one place)
for too long.

I’m an open book.
I give myself to you
anywhere
anytime
and every time,
you leave with another torn up page of me
but I couldn’t care less if I tried.

We will always be
my favourite
romantic tragedy.
 

 

 

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You Noticed, Poetry by Ivan Jenson

Sometimes
I just disappear
into the patterns
of the tablecloth
and wallpaper

Genre:Romantic, Love

You Noticed by Ivan Jenson

Sometimes
I just disappear
into the patterns
of the tablecloth
and wallpaper
and at other times
I am the floral
centerpiece
sometimes I
am the embarrassing
coffee stain
but sometimes
I am the
vintage wine
sometimes
I am the
apple cider
of your eyes
and then
suddenly
I am as far
away as
the man on the
quarter moon
taking a cold
meteor shower
a sight only
a geek
with a telescope
would be
interested in
and sometimes
you give me
one hundred
percent of your
attention
and I am
a crowned
prince of
infinite
possibilities
and ruler
of your smile

Bio:

Ivan Jenson is a fine artist, novelist and contemporary poet. His artwork was featured in Art in America, Art News, and Interview Magazine and has sold at auction at Christie’s. Ivan was commissioned by Absolut Vodka to make a painting titled “Absolut Jenson” for the brand’s national ad campaign. His Absolut paintings are in the collection of the Spiritmusuem, the museum of spirits in Stockholm, Sweden. Jenson’s painting of the “Marlboro Man” was collected by the Philip Morris corporation. Ivan was commissioned to paint the final portrait of the late Malcolm Forbes. Ivan has written two novels, Dead Artist and Seeing Soriah, both of which illustrate the creative and often dramatic lives of artists. Jenson’s poetry is widely published (with over 500 poems published in the US, UK and Europe) in a variety of literary media. A book of Ivan Jenson’s poetry was recently published by Hen House Press titled Media Child and Other Poems, which can be acquired on Amazon. Two new novels by Ivan Jenson entitled, Marketing Mia and Erotic Rights have been published hardcover and are available for purchase at bookstores worldwide. Ivan Jenson’s website is: http://www.IvanJenson.com

 

 

 

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