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Your Mother's HeartbeatWistfully taunting, it echoes your pulse—like so,
tinnitus stretches walls solid as drums, and you
bury your laughter with lilies on frost-bit toes.

Drawing her likeness on old mugs does naught in lieu
of glass jars holding it pressed on your blue cheek and
would that these ribbons and paper could hold it too.

So I am hanging her scarves like a Neverland
circling the tree, faint with eggnog and cinnamon,
hoping warm carols remember her clapping hands.

Scattering sugar on counters, I tap the thump-
thump of her twinkling eyes, and inside it is
snowing, bright white like her hair in a make-shift bun.

The box is empty but, love,Your Mother's Heartbeat4 years ago in Sensing Winter

Carnival of FleshThe circus band plays "The Colour of Your Dress"
The host throws quotes from "Dreams You Forget"
Your ice-cream melts in a blissful mess.

A magician calls out and you say yes
And he shows you the trick of "The Invisible Pet".
The circus band plays "The Colour of Your Dress".

A stallion jumps over shadows of chess
A roaring tiger rips out your regret
Your ice-cream melts in a blissful mess.

An old fiddler sings "To the Devil I Confess"
With one good eye blinking red and wet.
The circus band plays "The Colour of Your Dress".

A clown imitates your kind distress
And trades your kiss for a potion of sweat.
Your ice-cream melts in a bCarnival of Flesh4 years ago in Sensing Winter

Natural Gift.A feather falling, softly whisping,
Skimming past your hair and ears,
Drifting downwards ‘till it nears
Your neck, so slightly tense, yet warm.
Your mouth, smiling, yet clearly torn.

The feather falls to water, glistening,
Swims away past rocks and dirt,
Your eyes watch it, until, quite curt,
It floats once more upon the breeze.
Whisked away above the trees.

Nearby are two wings, undulating,
Flapping with a discrete sound
Until a bird, with one huge bound
Leaves its thin branch, flapping also.
This visual dance is flowing, slow,

But it is all clearly pulsating.
Sweetly ebbing and alive,
A sight to be romanticised.
AnNatural Gift.5 years ago in Sensing Winter

My GiftsThe drought has claimed December's rains,
The earth is parched and bare.
I know you loved to turn above
And feel the heavens there.

The clime is warm; no cloudy storm
Will fall upon this ground.
A snowy quilt will not be spilt,
For heat will still abound.

The carols still will sound so shrill,
Devoid of rythmic bass -
You need guitars to soothe the scars
The cheer leaves in its place.

No gift to give, but you can live
Without such things, I'm sure;
While chocolate's taste I hate to waste,
I'll give you something more.

A simple touch can mean so much,
A feeling we shall miss;
I'll give to you the taste renewed
Of chocolate oMy Gifts4 years ago in Sensing Winter

mis friends4 years ago in Sensing Winter

The Gift4 years ago in Sensing Winter

A taste of inspirationA little girl sits bathed in light
As she opens Santa's gift
A pad of paper meets her sight
She grasps her pencil swift

Try as she might her mind stays blank
Her smile is becoming weak
Santa's gift now seems so rank
Colour drains from rosie cheeks

As I approach with gift in hand
Her eyes begin to shine.
My gift has helped her land
A thought upon lifes golden line

I watch her grasp imagination from my Christmas Gift
A taste of inspiration it seems was the perfect little liftA taste of inspiration4 years ago in Sensing Winter

If I Could I Would TodayIf I could I would today
turn the world for you
swap it over night to day
if you asked me to
all the gifts I'd try to send you
just to try and re-befriend you
never wanted to offend you
this is how I'll pay

smell of fresh bread when you're wasted
colour of the sky
storybook I've cut and pasted
hot banoffee pie
finish line adrenaline burst
all your hated enemies cursed
I'll put you forever first
dragonbreather guy

double rainbow every night
your first ever toy
give your grandad back his sight
spinning fire poi
never steal the duvet cover
try and be the perfect lover
reconcile you with your brother
nightmarefighter boy

aIf I Could I Would Today5 years ago in Sensing Winter

mis amores4 years ago in Sensing Winter

mounstruo mii-chan4 years ago in Sensing Winter

Beautiful MonaOh beautiful Mona, look at yourself
The world adores you, though nothing has been said
A view of your visage, a scent from your skin
The frock above your brow and my eyes mended

Will you ever speak to me, I am unworthy
As clear as moon beams to sunrise, I am
Compared to you, a wish is close enough
In a twinkle or blink you shine, Madame

May your youth claim eternity today
For summer will soon turn cold each morrow
And without you this solstice would be nothing
But another blue heart stained in sorrow

Oh beautiful Mona, you are so much
A marvel I, myself, could never touchBeautiful Mona4 years ago in Sensing Winter

Poetry Litmas Entry- Givingthe heart glows with love

gentle embers of kindess

spread warmth of givingPoetry Litmas Entry- Giving5 years ago in Sensing Winter

ary x shimii4 years ago in Sensing Winter

"Time" is important4 years ago in Sensing Winter

Sensing WinterI have a gift for you, my little girl,
That I hope shall entertain,
for I sacrificed so much for you, my little girl,
that all of my blood i did drain.

I give you a special snow-man
with lanky cracking limbs,
he is not like any other snow-man
for he will dance with all your hymns.

His glistening waist,
and bulbous carrot nose,
have little time to waste
before his mind melts, and a puddle grows.

He will brighten up your life
In the ways I never could,
For he shall have a better life
Than a man like me would.

So as i give you a christmas gift
that will sing and dance
I just hope my little gift
Doesn't leave you in a christSensing Winter4 years ago in Sensing Winter

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