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Harmonious Rose

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The Warmth Of Your Smile
Fills Me With Comfort
Like Its An Instant Relief

 

I'm Attracted By Your Serenity
The Calmness Of Your Soul
Seems Every Time I See You
My Heart Skips A Beat

 

Feels Like If I Told You How I Feel
You'd Be Amazed By My Response
But I Choose To Hold It Back My Thoughts

 

No Disturbance Of Any Other Kind
You Provide Me That Harmonious Quiet Aura
The Hazy Clouds Hovering In My Head
Subsides And Vanishes Quickly

 

Like A Soothing Breeze
Cool And Steady
Fixed At Low

 

The Speed Of My Preference
Often Is Hastily & Reckless

 

But My Heart Tells Me;I Shouldn't Move Fast This Time
Like A Rose In A Garden
It's So Clear; Spotted Far Away At Distance
But It's Incredibly Beautiful; Up Close And Within Its Presence

Fragrant Rose

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The Beauty Of The Essence
Is A Delightful Sight
The Fragrance Of The Scent
Its The Aroma Of The Rose

 

Behind My Hands Is A Scented Red Rose
I Step Forward With A Particular Approach
Perhaps I'll Compliment Your Beautiful Hair
For I See Elegance In Your Black Hair

 

I Want You To Feel Relaxed
The Pleasant Clench Of My Hand
Holding Hands With You
The Affectionate Felt Of Ease

 

I Enjoy Seeing You Smile
It Makes Me Feel Appreciated
To Relish My Charm Of Expression

Ocean of Sorrow

Everyday I feel the pressure of the lies... Because I have no answer to life's whys.
Drifting through a troubled sea... Consisting of my many faults, it seems.
Ships sail by, and never stop to see... If I might need some help, but only laugh with glee.
Trying to reach the closest vessel... But this ocean of sorrow requires all of my strength to wrestle.
I want to reach out, to call for a savior... But I can't deviate from my constructed behavior.
And I hope for peace, but to my fate I'm resigned... Because I know in my heart...it's something I'll never find.
So I wait, and hope for a sign... From someone...anyone...benign.
Everyday I feel the pressure of the lies... Because I stopped looking for answers to life's whys.

Author's Notes/Comments: 

Another poem I wrote a while ago. Feedback would be appreciated, hope you like it!

Life's Nature

Breathe with the world
Be intentionally guided 
O'er land and sea and wind

When deepest of calms
Your soul overtakes
Peace does grow within

A light in the eye
Exotic in nature
A thirst for the ways of the world

Foundation provided
Cannot be derided
Your life awaits your whim

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The Fisherman and Her Bones

Last night
I wished you were a mermaid.
I wished my arms were oceans
you would swim in.

I would spend my days
on boats named after you,
throwing hooks shaped after you in the water
while the sun
hangs over head
yawning like a weary traveler,
prayinghopingwishing you would bite
so I could take you home with me.

At night
I'll watch the sky spark,
electric,
struggling to keep up with you
while I fight off the fishermen
that want you for themselves.

I'll scatter parts of me
across anything resembling water
so you can find me wherever you go
and wherever you go
I hope your heart beats loud enough
for me to hear
across continents.

I'll fill a tub with the sea
and things to make you feel at home
even though
they won't be good enough.

When I say your name out loud
I'll wish that I could breathe under water
because I know that someday
when our bones no longer
fit into each other

I'll have to throw you back.

© 2011 Patrick Szajner

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Bred of the Water

Liken me to a wayward vessel;
traversing tide, drenched in rain,
entranced by moths atop the lanterns,
destroying coasts in drunken fits.

"Shall we banter, foolish maids?
Say you'll stay your tongue for me!
I've journeyed long and I dare say,
I see no means to bar my siege!"

We'd decorate and set about
our entrance gained by falling cannon,
and dip our hands beneath the veil
that hid such sweet and clear blue eyes.

Our passage through gives rise to flames
that line the paths from beach to foyer.
Sat against the inner linens,
our minds would tend to stew and tarry.

And tales would bubble from our lips
of better times on better days -
amidst the crowd of gull and wave,
that fought against us; fought to save us.

"Skies and seas begin their blur
and soon you're sure the course you've set
is not your Earth nor something near,
but on Heaven's own grand-wide ascent!

And if you've stones and guts to grant
your life be kept beneath your breast,
you'll find true love upon the mist,
and the sun above that's sinking west."

Our hearts did long and weep for sails
to rise to meet the tropic winds;
for freedom that is rung from those
who dare not fault the governed land.

So we filled our gullets full,
and made our pockets sag and bound,
and chose to stay beneath the flag
made of black and cross bones.

Author's Notes/Comments: 

Not sure where this came from.

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Oceanic Life

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Yea everyday I'm on my new beginning // racing in this ocean of life but never finning // Just call me dat lone shark knight dats always grinning // & don't follow my past path cuz it be ginning // you'll become one of my fans that'll stay spinning // & I only be racing myself so I stay winning // yea I'm on my cash cab driving from my fast past // thinking it could bypass but my future is my steadfast // so I can only surpass feeling so enthusiast // u becoming so close I swear u can kiss my ass but as i begin to leave ur sight I leave u all flabbergast // & yea u can be my hater bee knowing u ain't flee as me // but u might get a waiting fee // jus saying it ain't guaranteed // I cud be dat argon & baby u could be my mulan // I just need my paragon to help me run this marathon // yea I kno da odds are on but lets become that phenomenon // that one unique liaison // dat nobody will ever break upon // & even tho I can't see da finish line I know that you'll be mine // so all ima do is enjoy dis shine // and reminisce on all da false guidelines // who try to get me going straight on my lifeline // but life got my back so I'm on her spine knowing that I'll always be on her mind // cuz even tho she be throwing tidal waves // it never knocks me off my successful way ~

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Treasures from Heaven

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Treasures from Heaven

She paints from the heart, loves with her eyes
Creations of color, or lines made of cries
An ocean of moonlight, ships resting on seas
A loft in the forest, fields swept by a breeze.
She captures the sound of a waterfalls mist
Or the Sun’s beating rays, with a stroke of the wrist
There is innocent depth in a sensual stare
Or a child’s warm embrace, nestled close in mother’s care.
The face of an Angel, drawn in mystical haze
Caresses our heart, in such magical ways
Signed works leave us breathless, so touched by a view…
What beautiful dreams, we have seen within you!
                      
                                                    
                          by Barry Anderson

Author's Notes/Comments: 

"Written for the beauty captured in artwork"

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