Sweetstuff... EVERY time I read one of your poems my heart almost stops and I forget to breathe... I can't imagine what my face looks like to anyone passing by... I must look catatonic. After I finish reading I slowly become aware of the blood resuming flow through my veins, and my breath returning to it's steady rhythm.
Thank you.
*sigh*

For SFC...
 

As she writes
letters pour forth
from her mind

Words penned
and cast
from memories

As words connect
each line whispers
yet speaks strong

So thankful
for shared
feelings unveiled.

Wow, Aquaman, I think that's probably some of the highest praise I've ever received for my writing... For almost anything, in fact! And it's been a long time since I've inspired any poetry (other than my own) --- I'm so touched, I really don't know what to say, except of course THANK-YOU! *kiss*

Radies, thank-you so much! More is on its way...

Xanne, I'm glad you like the poems as well. Most of my pieces actually move around on the page like 'libertad' does, and the sense of space and movement is very important in terms of the writing process for me --- I tend to write very quickly and scatter the lines all over the page --- but these forums don't allow enough formatting to preserve that, so I'm making do... Just use your imagination as you read them and let certain lines reach out to you more, and certain lines break away entirely from the surrounding piece, and you'll get the idea.

Tammi --- I love the sense of play and sheer joy that comes through in those poems of yours! So different from the mood of the piece you posted here before! Keep writing, and keep sharing with us here!

Nubian --- That last Haiku you posted is so vivid! Amazing how a few words can be so incredibly dramatic. It brought back some very powerful memories for me, and actually would fit rather well with some of my poems, but I'm not sure that Pixies' forums are the best place to delve into my whole history of social phobia and panic attacks, yada yada yada... Still, I'd love to know what the background to that particular piece was!

And to all you guys and your humourous poems --- LMAO!!!! (I especially like your Pixies' limerick, Glyndwr!)

Anyway: here's a poem I wrote last night, during the looooong bus ride home from Ottawa. My boyfriend fell asleep against my shoulder at one point, and I wanted to capture the wonderful sense of calm and love that comes from drifting off to sleep together, so I dug out my notebook with my free hand and started scribbling. I don't usually share poems when they're this new and 'raw', so please be kind!

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afterglow

peace
together
after passion

sprawling warmly
into one another

my ear to your heartbeaat
your hand heating
the naked intimacy
of the small of my back
legs and feet
a happy jumble

and the rise and fall
of your chest
floats me along
the contented curve
of your gentle
smile

into fulfillment

and sleep

and life

SFC, the poem is really about me and reflects the loneliness and confusion that I sometimes feel. It's a feeling of disconnectedness, that there's something missing, that I've not found my "true purpose" in life (if there's such a thing). At these moments, I seek the solace of crowds (malls, theaters)...I mingle, yet still I'm apart; I am surrounded, yet alone.

We have amazing talent here at Pixies!!!

Poetry with such feeling.....and soul....and very erotic...Mmmmm

I just love reading them....thank you all and PLEASE keep them coming!!!

This thread has been quiet lately... Maybe if I share another poem of my own, I'll get to read more wonderful writing from my fellow Pixies' Poets? I hope? The power, openness, and rawness of feeling in the writing here never ceases to amaze me --- I've just been reading over the thread and I'm breathless all over again. Of course, the humourous poems are great too --- laughter is a marvellous thing.

electricity

the thick black
insulating plastic
surrounds
and
encases
the slender wire
of my life
only
when I plug myself
into friendship
into love
into you
only then
does the fiery current
run rampant
only then
I feel the shock and tingle
of emotion
I need you
the closed circuit
of your arms around me
the completeness
of being
we
instead of
I

*sigh* :yellghst:

A love once had

When I hear the song of peace
and love, I weep for I've heard with you.
And experience where which we have had, I die
for no longer it be true.
For every thought, I see your eyes, feel your skin
smell your scent, taste your lips, shall I never again I sense
For the love we have has died away.

Oh good, it's working, the thread is coming back to life!

Radies, that was such a touching poem --- the strength of your emotions comes through so clearly...

Here's another of mine, in hopes that I'll get to read more of yours (and everyone else's). This one is more along the lines of Pandora.

pause

the milky grey fog of solitude
absorbs me
my cries dead as they leave my throat
even the pungent scent of my desperation
gets eaten
devoured by the blank:
the nothinglife
of waiting
alone
the black hole the blue depths
the indigo vacancy
of not-yet
clamp murderous teeth
around
the vibrancy of now

all sensation
on hold
waiting for maybe

very beautiful sugar...guess i haven't written so much cause i missed you so bad....thanks for makin the fire burn again

Always
 

Walk with me
When the sun is shining or
if it's raining.
In the heat of summer or
the cold of winter
In the light of the moon
when the stars are bright
Underneath the clouds
and the howl of the wind.

Walk with me
When my heart is heavy
and make it light.
When yours is sour
I'll make it sweet.
Through all parts of my life
making them yours.
Let me do the same
to make them ours.

Walk with me
Always.

Oh, Tammi, that's a lovely piece! I can almost imagine that being incorporated into a wedding ceremony --- it could even be used as matrimonial vows! Very tender and loving. And I like your signature very much too!

And Radies --- aww, you're a sweetie. Do keep writing. Please.

--- sweetstuff

Thank you SFC for the compliments on the writing as well as the signature. I enjoy your writing as well.

Her Search
 

His heart is sealed
With chains of pure gold
And few hold the key
To open the lock.

His mind is inside a vault
Made of the finest metals
And few have the combination
To find out what’s inside.

His eyes are deeply hidden
By unbreakable glass
Few can melt it
To see what’s inside his soul.

And those that hold the key
He has given his heart
And those that hold the combination
Know his mind.

But to melt the glass in front of his eyes
You must first believe and understand him
This she searches for, as his eyes hold the truth
To getting the key and combination.

Wow... This is definitely the place to come if you're stressed...
such good work here. :D

Radies, Tammi, and SFC... very moving words all.

All cares seem to cease when reading words which convey such powerful imagery. Thank you all for sharing...