Lands Mind

[_Land]

Traces (Haiku)

morning dew
silk outlines
modern expression

 

[_Land]

I will only cry with you

Silence sits on the verge of my tongue
captured not by lack of, but inadequacy
of words, comfort desires unexpressed.

To relate, not a problem like helping you cope.
Speech fillers, like commercials fill gaps
between meaningless banter of I understand.

“If only“...“perhaps“....“it will be all right“,
fails to reach feelings past painful. No bridge
to cross the breach, backfill the ruts created
by a personal crisis. Offers to hold threaten
to crush the eggshell grasp you have on sanity.

Silence, a Waldon ideal seems fitting, just
conceptually out of reach, you might think
I don’t care, if all I do is listen. I’m a friend,
supposed to have answers. I don’t though!

Silence sits on the verge of my tongue,
refreshing, I let it out, and you are able to share
your grief, and I grasp it, with out a word.

 

[_Land]

For the curious

An update on love @ lit


Beth and I have been together for over a year now, having met on this very thread. We are engaged to be married, and very happy together. It never ceases to amaze this heathen how something as simple as poetry can join two at the heart.








As another leaf turns

Vestiges of a set sun
light a blazing reflection.
The shimmering warmth of summer
evenings fall cool.

Old man moon glows a cheshire cat smile,
gleeful at the change of tides
and the rule of his return.

Silhouettes stir, moonlight shivers,
a shadow-crested painting
as trees tango with the wind,
shake off the greens of summer,
and don the warm cloak of autumnal colors.

 

[_Land]

What do you want?

Dampened panties cling
like iron on, only better
slick lines taut
against her valley

moans emit
parted lips
as my lips whisper
across the hollow
of her neck

soulful sounds
deep, belly birthed
desire

nipples drill
silken earth tones.
perfectly erect
altars of lust

breath comes ragged.
need and want
pressing.

relentless tease

a question posed

 

[_Land]

Stock

My Girl is one hot commodity.
more valuable then a
refrigerator in Hell.

She maintains her cool
calm demeanor, sweats
over the hottest coals
just to make steam.

Her consistent calm
has its effect on me
catching my fury

Defusing my TNT
with just a smile
a wink and a kiss

my Baby, bends horizons
giving me a new view

 

[weed]

Damn this is beautiful
So lovely when passion strikes
and remains to be fruitful

 

[_Land]

Hopefully my lovely bride to be will be back to add to our tapestry soon.


Thank you for reading this thread, feel free to post stuff here, It was never supposed to be exclusive

_Land

 

[_Land]

Another scotch please Woody

It's that instant when
inadequate feelings ~melt
your laughter gives courage
to my foolish side

With each smile, I open
enlivened by your scintillation
allowing words to flow
embraced by the freedom
of your merriment

Perhaps, another drink
will help us get home tonight
and we can giggle instead

 

[beths-virtue]

back and redder than ever

i lay and look at these wounds,
not quite self inflicted,
but under the knife willingly i went,
seeking change, outer, inner too
small scores on my skin
have changed so much inside



hey all , im here, have always been here, and never left, just went silent for a long long time !

 

[_Land]

letting go

First flight
on undeveloped wings
equals risk

Watching you fall
it hurts,
to see your distress

Not that I don't love
no, I love too much

Success comes from failure
and failure will be crowned
and again

But what of a safety net?
no lesson will be learned
if the rescuers are already waiting

Ahh to be 18 and foolish
to think I can,
when I cant

No one makes it
on their own

It takes my breath away
to watch you leap
use my gasp to fly
fly fly fly away

 

[_Land]

Innocence Lost

The burden of conscience
lies just around the corner

for the curious child
consequence unborn
explores itself

finding joy in discovery
contented to know
every nook and cranny

~

Consequence is all we know
no freedom to find
the inner child

Science a discovery
of everything but us!

 

[beths-virtue]

Scrap Paper

Grocery list
leads to bold feelings
scrap paper poetry
first thing available
pouring out a litany
of fervid emotions

 

[beths-virtue]

poetry's relative value

I left poetry behind,
thinking it didnt need me
others have more talent
my few poorly penned lines of raw emotion
contribute next to nothing

lack of responses corroborates low value
readers dont want pain ,
cheap sex sells.

I never left it
just decided not to share
these pain and pangs inside
eat at my anatomy.

 

[beths-virtue]

last in the house to read birthday present for me

bibliophile begs
book by birthday
brings book back
but
boys borrow book
burying brains between,

bibliophoile browses book
beaten by bookworms.

 

[beths-virtue]

my cat is passing

Moons mortality
looms large on
lifes horizon.
Seeing pain in Moon
knowing how it hurts.
Lifelong companion
Beautiful Moon
we'll miss you .
Moon is old, long lived.
Second hand Moon
no one knows exactly how old .
Moon sick
Moon shot
ex's rage.
Moon left behind
Sorry I couldnt bring you.
Moon returned,
joy at companion returned.
Moon aches,
seeing suffering tears me.
Moon's mortality
looms large on
lifes horizon.

 

[_Land]

a glimpse in the mirror

sandpaper face three days old
resides on my soft side
along with an occasional smile

one ton lids close
any other view of me

 

[_Land]

Stripping Luna ( a graphical poem )

enjoy, and comment

_N

 

[_Land]

evening reflections

Enjoy and feel free to comment

 

[_Land]

please crit

 

[Angeline]

These are just beautiful--I like the evening reflection poem best--the way the two media are integrated really fits here, I think. (And does Beth know you stripped Luna? ).

I have a photo to mail you that I'd like your opinion on--see what you think ok?

p.s. very attractive photo on your member page dear (*snort*)

 

[_Land]

Thank you

for the kind words, Evening reflections was my base for the project.