To Teeth – a rondeau poem

fangs
http://weheartit.com/entry/group/45320584

 

You smile at me –beguile– you see.
You make my pulse begin to rush.
Your dazzling brilliance makes me blush.
I can’t resist your laugh, so free.

So when my yielding flesh would be
your prey, with which my blood does flush
— remember what it is you see.
Forgive my dancing pulse its rush.

Though sorely frightened I may be,
I ache to know your tender brush,
which turns into a greedy crush
— I long to feel you biting me!
Your smile beguiles my flesh, you see.

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POETIC FORM INFO:

The poetic form focus for my PAD 2016 Challenge is the Rondeau — 13 lines in 3 stanzas; rhyme scheme: ABba/abAB/abbaA (uppercase letters are refrains) Usually 8 syllables per line. For info: http://www.writersdigest.com/editor-blogs/poetic-asides/personal-updates/help-me-rondeau-help-help-me-rondeau-another-french-poetic-form

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Some Storms

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Some days are rainy,
cold and wet, perfect
for holding hands
and for walking in.

Some times you will
dance in puddles,
laugh with me and
let the rain wash you.

Some how your words 
can still confound, like
such heavy rain and
low, rumbling thunder. 

Some one cannot judge
your distance, counting
wild beasts or southern
states, between silences.

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Here

headonshoulder

 

There is a peace
here in your eyes
with your hand
in mine and your
smile reaching
out for me.
There is a belonging
with my head
on your shoulder,
your voice in my ear.
There is a place for me
and I am home,
when you are near.

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Come Home

Welcome-home (2)

 
Won’t you come home, baby? Come home!
You’ve worked hard and so far away.
I can feel the weight of the world
on your shoulders, over the phone.

Point that truck our direction.
Won’t you come home, baby? Come home!
We’ll be waiting, we will hold you–
wrap you up in our affection,

take your burdens and let you rest.
We’ve been longing to see your smile.
Won’t you come home, baby? Come home,
to the place where love knows you best!

We know how your heart loves to roam.
How you’re happier on the road,
and we know you know your way back.
When you come home. Baby, come home.

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POETIC FORM:

Quatern – 16 lines broken into 4 quatrains. Each line has 8 syllables. 1st line is refrain. In 2nd stanza, refrain appears in 2nd line; 3rd stanza, 3rd line; 4th stanza, 4th (and final) line. No rhyme scheme.

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Breathe

Picture

Today she said to me, just breathe.
I know it’s hard, but there are trees.
There’s a path here, through these woods.
You can find it, hike and run it.
You’ll feel better,. Just breathe.

Today he said to me, just breathe.
I know it hurts. You’re not alone.
Just keep sharing, and believe.
It gets better, if you trust love.
You’ll find a way. Just breathe.

Today she said she couldn’t breathe.
My heart stopped beating in my chest.
My lungs clamped shut, and tears ran hot.
My fears they came to shout at me.
What if it’s too hard for us to breathe?

Tonight these words play in my head.
Just like a song set on repeat.
She said breathe. He said just breathe.
I cannot breathe, she cannot breathe.
I cannot sleep, I lie in bed, and breathe.

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Unsaid (a #NaPoMo #APRPAD rondeau poem)

sleepless

 

Sometimes it is the words unsaid,
the darker things that need to keep
–until I sort them, let them steep,
the thoughts that linger in my head.

At times I’m glad they can’t be read
and so I hold them, oh so deep.
Sometimes it is the words unsaid,
the darker things that need to keep.

Some nights I lie awake in bed.
I cannot quiet, cannot sleep.
When others might be counting sheep,
I simply count my thoughts instead.
Sometimes it is the words unsaid.

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#NaPoMo INFO:
Poetic Asides #April Poem-A-Day Challenge – PAD #20:

For today’s prompt, write a poem of what goes unsaid. Maybe it’s unrequited love, a hidden contempt, spoiler to the most recent TV show or blockbuster movie. Whatever goes unsaid, maybe write it instead.

http://www.writersdigest.com/whats-new/2016-april-pad-challenge-day-20

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POETIC FORM INFO:
The poetic form focus for my PAD 2016 Challenge is the Rondeau — 13 lines in 3 stanzas; rhyme scheme: ABba/abAB/abbaA (uppercase letters are refrains) Usually 8 syllables per line. For info: http://www.writersdigest.com/editor-blogs/poetic-asides/personal-updates/help-me-rondeau-help-help-me-rondeau-another-french-poetic-form

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Your Fire

welder

 

there’s a fire in your bones
and you play with the flames
and I love just to watch
you make them dance
I have never seen you happier
than when you’re in that furnace
but when you’re struggling
and your body is tired
the sparks start to fade
and I wish I could light
the fire for you again.

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