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Gaelic Memories of Arthur
Your face shines like the morning star,
a reflection from just over the horizon.
Will you stay or will you fade with the morning fog?
12.08.2007
by
rcpollitz
Are you real, or a specter of my dreams? Your face shines like the morning star,
a reflection from just over the horizon.
Will you stay or will you fade with the morning fog?
Quest's End
flame remained kindled. Like a long burning candle hope melted down
slumping to the side as the weight of failure piled ever so much higher.
14.11.2006
by
rcpollitz
Such a long time and so many frustrations yet through force of will aflame remained kindled. Like a long burning candle hope melted down
slumping to the side as the weight of failure piled ever so much higher.
The Reunion
And all I can say is sorry I wasn't there,
Tto pick you up when you fell down,
To see your eyes go from blue to brown,
23.08.2006
by
rcpollitz
After thirty six years of searching it is not fair,And all I can say is sorry I wasn't there,
Tto pick you up when you fell down,
To see your eyes go from blue to brown,
The Consuming Fire of Love
that a man and a woman possess when they are in love?
How do I reach that place where a smile takes the place of the sun?
When I talk with you, when I look at you, my heart wells with emotion,
11.08.2006
by
rcpollitz
Where do I find all the joy and the passionthat a man and a woman possess when they are in love?
How do I reach that place where a smile takes the place of the sun?
When I talk with you, when I look at you, my heart wells with emotion,
Silver Ribbon Lovers
Slipping past my defenses you held me at your mercy.
Spicing and enticing, we did things unspoken,
Things never mentioned in the light of day.
11.08.2006
by
rcpollitz
Gliding on a silver ribbon you invaded my dreams.Slipping past my defenses you held me at your mercy.
Spicing and enticing, we did things unspoken,
Things never mentioned in the light of day.
What Real Heroes Are Made Of
They stepped forward when others would baulk
Facing their fears they keep moving forward
Their eyes ever watchful for those that they stalk
10.06.2006
by
rcpollitz
Putting it all on the line for their country,They stepped forward when others would baulk
Facing their fears they keep moving forward
Their eyes ever watchful for those that they stalk
The Stallion King
I fear it was my youth fading with the light
Whose proud passions lit up the night,
And flaunted every fair maidens virtue?
08.06.2006
by
rcpollitz
What was that sound whispering in the wind?I fear it was my youth fading with the light
Whose proud passions lit up the night,
And flaunted every fair maidens virtue?
Blue Waters
But in her innocence her smile swallowed my heart
I did not ask, but I knew what my heart was thinking
Still there was no mercy in the timing for the old should know better.
07.06.2006
by
rcpollitz
Her eyes held me trapped, blue azure pools of mirth,But in her innocence her smile swallowed my heart
I did not ask, but I knew what my heart was thinking
Still there was no mercy in the timing for the old should know better.
Erin O'Eire
Always reaching, always seeking, the Isle of the Blessed.
Determined to live life with only the best.
She's my friend, Erin O'Eire.
24.05.2006
by
rcpollitz
She says that she's simple, though I know she's complex.Always reaching, always seeking, the Isle of the Blessed.
Determined to live life with only the best.
She's my friend, Erin O'Eire.
The Stallion King
I fear it was my youth fading with the light.
Whose proud passions lit up the night,
And flaunted every fair maidens virtue?
23.03.2006
by
rcpollitz
What was that sound whispering in the wind?I fear it was my youth fading with the light.
Whose proud passions lit up the night,
And flaunted every fair maidens virtue?
In The Darkest Night
No stars, no moon, to light your way.
You cannot see, you cannot feel.
You cannot tell, what is false or real.
23.03.2006
by
rcpollitz
In your mind it is the darkest night.No stars, no moon, to light your way.
You cannot see, you cannot feel.
You cannot tell, what is false or real.
Mon Sheree
When it storms we seek shelter from the deafening intensity in the recesses of our minds.
When it's calm, we share the gentle lapping serenity of sharing times.
04.03.2006
by
rcpollitz
The love between us is the incoming tide crashing upon the shore.When it storms we seek shelter from the deafening intensity in the recesses of our minds.
When it's calm, we share the gentle lapping serenity of sharing times.
How a Poet Makes Love
Holding hands in public, without a single care.
Blowing in your ear and nibbling on your neck.
Gently probing fingers, going up your back.
04.03.2006
by
rcpollitz
Lightly nibbling ear lobes in the shadow of your hair.Holding hands in public, without a single care.
Blowing in your ear and nibbling on your neck.
Gently probing fingers, going up your back.
My Compliments for the Comments
I envision myself sitting at the top of Notre Dame in France, a Gnome.
The people I admired in my youth, as I was growing up, found humor in the most mundain things.
14.02.2006
by
rcpollitz
As I sit here reading all of the comments on several artists poems,I envision myself sitting at the top of Notre Dame in France, a Gnome.
The people I admired in my youth, as I was growing up, found humor in the most mundain things.
How to Write a Poem
When it paints a scene that captures
14.02.2006
by
rcpollitz
Poetic verse is a tool to be used like an artist uses a brush.When it paints a scene that captures
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