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[biggbear8]

I SO agree with MrF on this bear.... exquisitely touching and descriptive, both of them.
Just love it!

Thank you so much Babydoll hugs kisses

 

[biggbear8]

Daughter of the Wind
.
She is known as the wind whisperer, daughter of the wind;
She plays among the lofty mountain peeks,
And dances upon the whispering lakes and streams
Flowing from cascading zeniths to,
The depths of the quiet
And shimmering forest pond.
.
She sails with anticipation across the misty rainbow,
To nestle quietly among the leaves
That sleeps with wondrous grace upon
The blossoms of the restless gardens.
.
Please, Wind Whisperer, Daughter of the wind,
The one who dances waltzes across the starlit sky,
Recite a sonnet for your rainbow of light,
And play upon the cosmic harp of the brilliant stars;
And if you will sing to me, my sweet beautiful breeze,
You shall forever have a piece of my heart,
and from the glowing embers of reality,
Which forge within the vastness of the wind, time, and space.

 

[RedHairedandFriendly]

As we talk my heart reaches out to you
you don't see it, I keep it hidden
friendship is what you ask for
though I myself want more

I give you that friendship
and my heart breaks a little
each time I see you with another
I smile and nod wishing to be her

What can I do, but wait my turn
perhaps you'll never notice
never even be aware
but for me to know you is enough to dare

And hope that you'll think of me
if she ever leaves you broken
for in my heart a secret lies
a key that only you can use

With each touch of your eyes
and soft press of our freindly hugs
another peice of me is claimed by you
and another peice is broken too

So I'll sit and wait here
holding out, wanting to hold your face
touch your lips
and pull you into me

 

[biggbear8]

As we talk my heart reaches out to you
you don't see it, I keep it hidden
friendship is what you ask for
though I myself want more

I give you that friendship
and my heart breaks a little
each time I see you with another
I smile and nod wishing to be her

What can I do, but wait my turn
perhaps you'll never notice
never even be aware
but for me to know you is enough to dare

And hope that you'll think of me
if she ever leaves you broken
for in my heart a secret lies
a key that only you can use

With each touch of your eyes
and soft press of our freindly hugs
another peice of me is claimed by you
and another peice is broken too

So I'll sit and wait here
holding out, wanting to hold your face
touch your lips
and pull you into me

SUCH A BEAUTIFUL AND SENSUOUS POEN RHF GREA WRITE

 

[RedHairedandFriendly]

SUCH A BEAUTIFUL AND SENSUOUS POEN RHF GREA WRITE

Thank you

 

[MrFantasyMan]

As we talk my heart reaches out to you
you don't see it, I keep it hidden
friendship is what you ask for
though I myself want more

I give you that friendship
and my heart breaks a little
each time I see you with another
I smile and nod wishing to be her

What can I do, but wait my turn
perhaps you'll never notice
never even be aware
but for me to know you is enough to dare

And hope that you'll think of me
if she ever leaves you broken
for in my heart a secret lies
a key that only you can use

With each touch of your eyes
and soft press of our freindly hugs
another peice of me is claimed by you
and another peice is broken too

So I'll sit and wait here
holding out, wanting to hold your face
touch your lips
and pull you into me

so nice...so loving...yet filled with an undertone of want and desire...I wonder if he knows?...

 

[RedHairedandFriendly]

so nice...so loving...yet filled with an undertone of want and desire...I wonder if he knows?...

Thanks, for the nice comments ... who knows what is in a man's mind... certainly not I....

 

[babydoll2u]

As we talk my heart reaches out to you
you don't see it, I keep it hidden
friendship is what you ask for
though I myself want more

I give you that friendship
and my heart breaks a little
each time I see you with another
I smile and nod wishing to be her

What can I do, but wait my turn
perhaps you'll never notice
never even be aware
but for me to know you is enough to dare

And hope that you'll think of me
if she ever leaves you broken
for in my heart a secret lies
a key that only you can use

With each touch of your eyes
and soft press of our freindly hugs
another peice of me is claimed by you
and another peice is broken too

So I'll sit and wait here
holding out, wanting to hold your face
touch your lips
and pull you into me

mmmmmmmmm... this is so beautiful ! You can feel, not only the want and desire, but a touch of the hurt that one
feels when they want the one they cannot have... or the one who has turned away. But it also speaks of hope...

This writing brings tears to the eyes...

 

[RedHairedandFriendly]

mmmmmmmmm... this is so beautiful ! You can feel, not only the want and desire, but a touch of the hurt that one
feels when they want the one they cannot have... or the one who has turned away. But it also speaks of hope...

This writing brings tears to the eyes...

Thank you....

I'm sorry for your tears
that is not why I put that here.
It was a group of words
that could not be spoken or heard.

I hope that love will find you
and hold you close, so new
dreams that you seek
make your knees so weak.

That his arms surround you
and nothing else will do.
The voice will fill your soul
and together you'll grow old

Holding hands and loving
no longer shoving
back the past
the pain no longer lasts.

His kiss will break your falls
and he'll come when you call.
Your needs will be answered
and your heart will no longer bleed.

 

[RedHairedandFriendly]

My pencil it is broken
now isn't that sad.
My computer keyboard,
lies in the trash can.

So instead of writing stories,
I will just have to do,
something I have only
done a time or two.

I will have to take
it upon myself,
to pick up that white telephone
that I have upon my shelf.

Fingers will have to push
numbers instead of keys,
and place a call to someone
who has a fiery need.

Will it be a stranger
that picks up the other end?
Will it even matter
once that I begin?

I'll use my sultry voice,
and whisper sexy words.
Soon I will be answered
moans and groans well heard.

So if your sitting there
and the phone it starts to ring
just think back and remember
this ditty that I sing.

And possibly when you pick up
the voice along your ear
will make you think
RedHairedandFriendly is quite near...




*ok... this was sooooo funny... just kinda popped up in my head... LOL

 

[babydoll2u]

My pencil it is broken
now isn't that sad.
My computer keyboard,
lies in the trash can.

So instead of writing stories,
I will just have to do,
something I have only
done a time or two.

I will have to take
it upon myself,
to pick up that white telephone
that I have upon my shelf.

Fingers will have to push
numbers instead of keys,
and place a call to someone
who has a fiery need.

Will it be a stranger
that picks up the other end?
Will it even matter
once that I begin?

I'll use my sultry voice,
and whisper sexy words.
Soon I will be answered
moans and groans well heard.

So if your sitting there
and the phone it starts to ring
just think back and remember
this ditty that I sing.

And possibly when you pick up
the voice along your ear
will make you think
RedHairedandFriendly is quite near...




*ok... this was sooooo funny... just kinda popped up in my head... LOL

LOL... very cute! my goodness, for someone who said they didn't write poetry...... you're going to town, and in a very good way.

and for the other above.... thank you One day..........

 

[RedHairedandFriendly]

LOL... very cute! my goodness, for someone who said they didn't write poetry...... you're going to town, and in a very good way.

and for the other above.... thank you One day..........

Your welcome... and you know...
these words they just keep popping up...
I know some are sad... but I'm not really sad... odd how that is

 

[Victoria_2001_02769]

This sums up my last hour...




My children are outside right now
I had no other choice
the yelling and the screaming
would have made me lose my voice

She has my toy,
He has mine too
I want to play
Where is my shoe

The fighting and the bickering
was driving me insane
so I told them to get there butts outdoors
or I'd have more to say!

*LoL* You poor dear! I only had the one BOY... and lord! How I hated the summer breaks from school.

It was always the plaintive cry of, "Mom? I'm bored!" From the time he woke up, had had his breakfast, and it continued until dinner time. Then it was bath and bed... and then the same thing the next day. *sigh*

Lord have MERCY how I miss those days!!!! NOT!!

 

[babydoll2u]

Your welcome... and you know...
these words they just keep popping up...
I know some are sad... but I'm not really sad... odd how that is

that's the way I am...
I'm really not a writer... but everyone once in a great while, something pops into my head and I have to write it down.
Two of them have ended up here... the other couple are tucked away, waiting for the right time

 

[MrFantasyMan]

that's the way I am...
I'm really not a writer... but everyone once in a great while, something pops into my head and I have to write it down.
Two of them have ended up here... the other couple are tucked away, waiting for the right time

tucked away?...they should have been expressed when written don't ya think?...or maybe they just weren't relevant yet...who knows?...only you I guess...

 

[babydoll2u]

tucked away?...they should have been expressed when written don't ya think?...or maybe they just weren't relevant yet...who knows?...only you I guess...

I have a few writings tucked away... some still in moving boxes, written months, and years ago...

Some are more recent. Those are just my thoughts and feelings, which are always relevant... I just didn't feel like
putting them out there for all to read... yet. *shrugs*

 

[Victoria_2001_02769]

Daughter of the Wind
.
She is known as the wind whisperer, daughter of the wind;
She plays among the lofty mountain peeks,
And dances upon the whispering lakes and streams
Flowing from cascading zeniths to,
The depths of the quiet
And shimmering forest pond.
.
She sails with anticipation across the misty rainbow,
To nestle quietly among the leaves
That sleeps with wondrous grace upon
The blossoms of the restless gardens.
.
Please, Wind Whisperer, Daughter of the wind,
The one who dances waltzes across the starlit sky,
Recite a sonnet for your rainbow of light,
And play upon the cosmic harp of the brilliant stars;
And if you will sing to me, my sweet beautiful breeze,
You shall forever have a piece of my heart,
and from the glowing embers of reality,
Which forge within the vastness of the wind, time, and space.

Again you keep to the Lakota Sioux or Cherokee theme(s)... and I love it/this. It's as if you have become the Warrior who pines for his love, the Maiden who is now lost to him.

Couple this with your work "The Wind and The Chimes" and you have the start of a nice set of works. I can't wait for EW to read these two works when she returns. I'd love to hear that she's included them on one of her CD's and they are accompanied by the Spirit Flute.

 

[Victoria_2001_02769]

As we talk my heart reaches out to you
you don't see it, I keep it hidden
friendship is what you ask for
though I myself want more

I give you that friendship
and my heart breaks a little
each time I see you with another
I smile and nod wishing to be her

What can I do, but wait my turn
perhaps you'll never notice
never even be aware
but for me to know you is enough to dare

And hope that you'll think of me
if she ever leaves you broken
for in my heart a secret lies
a key that only you can use

With each touch of your eyes
and soft press of our freindly hugs
another peice of me is claimed by you
and another peice is broken too

So I'll sit and wait here
holding out, wanting to hold your face
touch your lips
and pull you into me

You have managed to crawl into my head and heart to find the unspoken ways I applied to, and thought about, the friend I lost recently. Try as I will, I simply can't shake the sense of a deep, deep loss where This one is concerned. He was a part of my life for over a year.... He will be sorely missed.... and a part of me has died since his leaving.

A beautiful work, RHF... beautiful. Please... keep writing.

 

[WyldBreeze]

Ever have one of those days when you doubt everything about yourself for every waking second?????

I Wonder
by
WyldBreeze​

A thousand times a day,
When I'm aware and when I'm not.

When the phone doesn't ring at 2:00 AM,
And every other time it rings.

As I dream at midnight's darkest hour,
And daydream through the afternoon.

When I catch a scent of raspberries,
And taste the sweetness of pineapples.

Try as I may,
And sad as it may be.

I constantly think of you and wonder,
Do you ever think of me?​

 

[Victoria_2001_02769]

Ever have one of those days when you doubt everything about yourself for every waking second?????

I Wonder
by
WyldBreeze​

A thousand times a day,
When I'm aware and when I'm not.

When the phone doesn't ring at 2:00 AM,
And every other time it rings.

As I dream at midnight's darkest hour,
And daydream through the afternoon.

When I catch a scent of raspberries,
And taste the sweetness of pineapples.

Try as I may,
And sad as it may be.

I constantly think of you and wonder,
Do you ever think of me?​

Welcome back WYLD!! It's good to see you again.

While I may not doubt everything about myself every waking minute/second... there are days when I doubt every move I make... and every breath I take... and wonder why I'm still here.

 

[RedHairedandFriendly]

Roses grace your name
and carnations fill your heart
with every flower blooming
your eyes give off a spark

Lilies glisten in the rain
as two lips sing a song
that holds to lovers close
nothing for them goes wrong

Violets make up his eyes
glowing with desire
Bird of Paradise bloom
in the raging fire

Mums are the secret sound of lovers
whose nights fill with sighs and moans
that fill the air above them
passion that will not grow old

Cactus... such a prickly thing
like problems marriage will sometimes seem
but look closer and a flower will appear
and know that its beauty will always redeem.

 

[biggbear8]

Again you keep to the Lakota Sioux or Cherokee theme(s)... and I love it/this. It's as if you have become the Warrior who pines for his love, the Maiden who is now lost to him.

Couple this with your work "The Wind and The Chimes" and you have the start of a nice set of works. I can't wait for EW to read these two works when she returns. I'd love to hear that she's included them on one of her CD's and they are accompanied by the Spirit Flute.

I would love to hear that also and thank you my darling beautiful Victoria kisses her hand then hands her one peach colored rose for her and one yellow rose for her sisterfriend.

{{{{{{{{{{{{{ VICTORIA }}}}}}}}}}}}}}}

 

[biggbear8]

Ever have one of those days when you doubt everything about yourself for every waking second?????

I Wonder
by
WyldBreeze​

A thousand times a day,
When I'm aware and when I'm not.

When the phone doesn't ring at 2:00 AM,
And every other time it rings.

As I dream at midnight's darkest hour,
And daydream through the afternoon.

When I catch a scent of raspberries,
And taste the sweetness of pineapples.

Try as I may,
And sad as it may be.

I constantly think of you and wonder,
Do you ever think of me?​

What a great write wyldbreeze beautiful written

{{{{{{{{{{{{{{ WYLDBREEZE }}}}}}}}}}}}}}
missed you

 

[biggbear8]

Roses grace your name
and carnations fill your heart
with every flower blooming
your eyes give off a spark

Lilies glisten in the rain
as two lips sing a song
that holds to lovers close
nothing for them goes wrong

Violets make up his eyes
glowing with desire
Bird of Paradise bloom
in the raging fire

Mums are the secret sound of lovers
whose nights fill with sighs and moans
that fill the air above them
passion that will not grow old

Cactus... such a prickly thing
like problems marriage will sometimes seem
but look closer and a flower will appear
and know that its beauty will always redeem.

Nothing like the beauty of nautre to describe a love or a hearts desire great write and wonderfully written I am impressed with your poetry great work

{{{{{{{{{{{{{{ RHF }}}}}}}}}}}}}}}

 

[biggbear8]

Forest of the Spirit Owl

As the cover of night descend across the pale blue sky,
And the sun sinks down beyond the mountain top,
Born in the thickness of the spruce trees,
The spirits and mist dance in the grove,
All is quiet in these mysterious times,
As one universe rests and another awakens,
As the last beams of the light disappear from sight.
.
The guardians of the night spring to life,
The majestic white owl glides on elegant wings,
Through the woods as the wind carries her;
She peers with nocturnal eyes that see everything,
And catches the sight of him as he walks alone.
He has the complexion of a moonless night
With eyes as white as the stars.
His outward appearance is strong and brave,
But within his soul he’s agonizingly alone.
He slips through the forest slowly, silently.
.
As he smells the air looking for a companion.
Thou a scent of another is detected,
No one can be found.
He takes path that leads him higher,
Above the forest where his song of heartaches
Can be heard by all forest creatures.
He gazes at the treetops that safeguards his home.

Then lifts his head towards the sky
With stars and moon reflecting in his eyes,
He cries out in desperation for the forest to hear.
And then listens for an answer to his cries,
For the one love, he’ll spend his life with.
.
Will she hear his love song?
On this dark lonely night,
The forest is eerily silent,
For the white she owl who hears him !
But cannot respond