fawnie's cracker jack poems

[fawnie]

Candlelight
~~~~~~~

It seems within the dark
as you flicker in the night,
there are two shadows there
who dance within your light.

They dance a dance so grand,
that neither can forget,
desire strongly taking hold,
there will be now no regret.

You sweetly set the mood
as passion starts the dance,
you watch the shadows melt,
giving love another chance.

And as the waltz unfolds,
and as shadows rise and fall,
there is no holding back
for the shadows on the wall.

Soft and gently they embrace
as there fire rises high,
and the scorching felt within,
neither soul can now deny.

So your light that beheld two
when the evening had begun,
now with body, soul's unite,
and suddenly are one.

So the dimly glowing light,
of your candles burning flame,
will always start the dance,
for love you can not tame.

And with the gentle glow,
as they head into the night,
there's a story to be told,
of your dim romantic light.

How shadows learn to dance,
how hearts surrender all,
as your light reveals the truth,
to the shadows on the wall.

*****************************
for you liar!

 

[Angeline]

fawnie, do you know about this place--

Gumball Poetry

I've thought of subnmitting poems there--I think it's a pretty cool idea. I'd pay 50 cents for a poem from a vending machine. It's so, lol, hi-tech for poetry (and yet so charming).

Your thread title made me think of it.

 

[fawnie]

fawnie, do you know about this place--

Gumball Poetry

I've thought of subnmitting poems there--I think it's a pretty cool idea. I'd pay 50 cents for a poem from a vending machine. It's so, lol, hi-tech for poetry (and yet so charming).

Your thread title made me think of it.

and here i thought cracker jack poetry was such an original idea
no, i've never heard of the sight...
i guess i should write a poem called gumballs and cracker jacks!

 

[Angeline]

and here i thought cracker jack poetry was such an original idea
no, i've never heard of the sight...
i guess i should write a poem called gumballs and cracker jacks!

Isn't that site cool? I want one of those little poemy gumball machines. I'll put all my poems in there. And buy them. Finally, I'll be getting paid for my poems.

 

[fawnie]

Isn't that site cool? I want one of those little poemy gumball machines. I'll put all my poems in there. And buy them. Finally, I'll be getting paid for my poems.

i did check out the sight ange..i thought it was clever..hell they do it with fortunes in cookies..why not poetry in gumball machines.
i did find a pretty good way to market it so dont think i'll invest in bubble gum machines just yet!
well maybe 1 for my living room

 

[fawnie]

Growing, Growing, Gone
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~


I see you're growing up, sweet girl,
I see the changes day by day.
So beautiful you are to me,
mere words just can not say.

It wasn't very long ago,
you picked me dandelions, hun.
You watched the clouds up in the sky,
painting figures by the sun.

You played with baby dolls,
you built your castles in the sand,
you walked across the street each time,
holding tight onto my hand.

You would cry when you'd fall down,
scraping up your little knees,
asking me for ice cream cones,
never leaving out the "pwease"

You loved to climb the trees outside,
and the hills with rocky slopes,
you hated romance novels,
and them sappy tv soaps.

But change is ever present,
and them days are mostly gone,
and where you are in life right now,
is right where you belong.

And even though you're growing,
and the days keep slipping by,
you'll always be my, baby girl,
the apple of your mama's eye.

~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~


feel free to postem here if you have a rhyme

 

[fawnie]

Rippled lives
~~~~~~~~


Casting pebbles in the water
ripples far as you can see,
reminds me of the actions
disturbing waters within me.

It's said there's no regret
for the things in life we do,
but how can people live this
and believe that this is true.

For change sometimes important
to the heart of every soul,
if we can't admit mistakes
then guilt would take its tole.

I regret some words I've spoken
I regret some actions too,
but despite life circumstances
I still live what I feel true.

Though I can not live tomorrow
what is now within my past,
regardless if I'm wanting them
it's the memories that last.

Haunting with a vengeance
disturbing me most every night,
risen from a world darkness
exposed within the truths deep light.

Don't think you're never noticed
don't think you're not found out,
don't think actions never matter
don't think this life don't count.

For everything does matter,
through the ripples you can see,
what we give out in this life
will come back to you and me.

~~~~~~~~~~~~~