24 Thursday Sep 2015
Posted in Poems, Poetry, Throw Back Thursday #TBT
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#poetry, #TBT, emptiness, loss, Night Owl Poetry, poems, Restless, Throwback Thursday
Restless nights
No sleep in sight
Tossing and turning
Yearning
For your arms around me
Your love to surround me
Telling me everything’s alright
This silence it deafens me
Blinding with nihility
Longing for closure
From this hollow exposure
Lost in an emptiness
Leaving me breathless
No longer willing to fight
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24 Thursday Sep 2015
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#poetry, #TBT, Deep From My Soul, dreams, fantasy, Night Owl Poetry, poems, seduction, Throwback Thursday
Hidden within me
Seen only by my eyes
Visions of you so powerful, true
Deep from my soul arise
Intimate thoughts invade me
Kept silently near to my heart
Wordlessly speaking, body weakening
My secrets never to impart
Original October 2104
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10 Thursday Sep 2015
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#TBT, desire, fire, flames, free verse, love, Night Owl Poetry, poems, poetry, Throwback Thursday, Unafraid
Like a moth to a flame
I am drawn to you
Knowing if I get too close
You will burn me
Yet I fly ever closer
Unafraid to feel the fire
Original May 2014
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10 Thursday Sep 2015
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#TBT, Cloudburst, clouds, free verse, lightning, Night Owl Poetry, poems, poetry, rain, storm, Throwback Thursday, thunder
Blue skies overshadowed
with grey puffs, a warning
as the sunlight fades
Clouds burst and thunder claps, as
lightning brightens the darkness
and disappears again
Streets become pools
of unswimmable water,
the current carrying the days travels
down a hollow, rushing endlessly
toward the abyss
Water assaults your face
as you fight your umbrella
and the winds that threaten to take you
in a Mary Poppins kind of way
And then it’s gone, leaving
the air heavy with the scent
of rain….
Originally posted May 2014
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03 Thursday Sep 2015
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#TBT, bugs, camping, campsite, forest, Night Owl Poetry, poems, poetry, tents, Throwback Thursday, whimsical
They pitch their tents
And gather sticks
They tell me I should try it
It’s fun they say
Come on and play
Sorry, I just don’t buy it
The forest folk hide nearby
They never make a sound
But I know they’re there
And try not to care
However, it’s much too quiet
A pat on the back
As they finish their tasks
The campsite looks quite inviting
But I’m still not staying
With bugs I’m not laying
Just drop me off at the Hyatt
Originally shared July 2014
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