Lela B.

Romancing Stone

2011-10-04T16:11:00.000-07:00

Chivalrous heroes jaunt,
occultist Virgil
Aeneid’s title haunt.
Naked cleansing with strigil,
this queen’s passions daunt.

Blooming renewal, regenerations
greenery and nestings continue.
Rebellions, birthing new nations.
Her prospects continue to ensue;
several end in stagnations.

As she aches for her king, spent
unable to be moved; rainy season
passion wanes with lament.
Confides with her sister of reason,
this queen wants it all, ‘Clark Kent’,

‘total package’ no consorts! Screech!
Is it possible, just slow paces, like an
exotic novel just out of her reach!
Illusive lover, form him, His plan
wings of angels, Song of Songs, speech,

praying for her admirer.
Begin Dog Days, met ardor
possible suitor, respectful enquirer.
His preoccupation, modernize his Tudor,
Seeking companion, from his decipher.

This suitor melts her indifferent stone.
‘Not Quite Her Old Love’, she sits ashore,
‘Friendship, Temperate, Wetlands’, intone.
Away he goes, she hears never more…
Dozens of suitors, stroll to woo in Arctic zone.

‘Stunning’, his word upon their departure!
Motionless, frozen in sidereal, final news.
“You are the only redeeming feature,
of my exploits,” he pens. Further, he woos,
“I would like to see you again.” Pure

honest desire for the raconteur,
‘a naturally beautiful woman,’ in fall.
Ahh! Shem Creek, beauty, God’s grandeur!
Football, fireworks…’one moment’ tops them all!
Sunsets of tangerines in puddles; in September.

The queen, the lady will submit; to her new king,
wonderful nightfall, music plays, gingerly
Dear Heart with ‘One Deciding Kiss’ melts, pulsing
heart to flesh and butterscotch. Tenderly
taming, his queen’s passion to lady with covering.

Sharon Rose T. ©2011

Virgil ancient writer: 70–19 E.B.C.
Aeneid ; Writing from Virgil considered to be used
by some occultist as a bible of sorts.
Clark Kent is a movie characters name in Superman.
Song of Songs is a Book in Christian bible.
Dog Days refer to August in summer.
*Not Quite Her Old Love, Friendship, Temperate,
Wetlands, Ahh! Shem Creek, One Deciding Kiss all
Poems from seasideauthor dot wordpress dot com.
My other sites. This is a summation of sorts.

Out of Time!

2009-11-01T20:25:00.000-08:00

Time and time again,
One’s shift passes,
‘Buckets’ still full!

Unfulfilled dreams,
One’s shift passes,
Limits aged body.

Time and time again,
One’s shift passes,
Suddenly present.

Fragile timid fear,
One’s shift passes,
Importance is left.

Time and time again,
One’s shift passes,
Out of sorts and wants.

Weary empty line,
One’s shift passes,
Wake up! Wake Up!

Time and time again,
One’s shift passes,
Do it! Do it! Now!

Empty your ‘bucket’,
One’s shift passes,
Run to it! Run to it!

Time and time again,
One’s shift passes,
Adventuring today.

Word Of The Day

Thinking About You And Me...

2009-07-18T17:29:00.000-07:00

Sad for me and sorry for you,
Away up there you flew,
Alone here I had to stay.
Thinking about you and me.

I still miss you and sorry to say,
Good times are few,
Difficult times are here everyday.
Thinking about you and me.

I know how many times I told you,
Even now I can feel our closeness anew,
Tears in my heart formed to clay.
Thinking about you and me.

Telling and loving you each day now hell to pay,
When I think about you I just stew,
I still love you in an odd sort of way.
Thinking about you and me.

Rolling over you are knowing I don't have what was due,
I guess His closeness we knew,
No one alive knows Him like you saying, okay!
Thinking about you and me.

Torn in my soul I am afraid to pray,
My heart left loose and is now sinew,
Tough as stone and lonely too.
Thinking about you and me.

Not as wise as you I had no clue,
Guard your heart or your tongue chew,
You were right there is none like you.
Thinking about you and me.

Remembering your large white smile with that manly sashay,
Moving through life hearing His que,
Storms here might start to brew.
Thinking about you and me.

Least of all mentally and physically true,
This time of year is definitely the wind of Him always blew,
This year all is askew,
Thinking about you and me.

Life has become so gray,
Wish you were here as life on earth is a real zoo,
If you were here you just say pugh.
Thinking about you and me.

Although since you have been adieu,
A new mate I did accrue,
Sad for me and sorry for you.
Thinking about you and me.

I still remember your bouquet,
No untoward characters did you portray,
Life is in such a disarray.
Thinking about you and me.

Never did you let anything misconstrue,
Guess it is time for him to see the true-view,
We must count on him to sweep through.
Thinking about you and me.

Still smelling eucalyptus and spray,
Helping my gasping with breezes too,
Burdens of my heart you weigh.
Thinking about you and me.

A Juniper

2008-10-01T09:57:00.000-07:00

Major discoveries, enlighten with the Juniper
Deliberate, family action moves forward
To intervene, set from beforetime

To nourish with love and feasting

Discoveries at Juniper a fountain

Deliberate distractions are sent

Together they intervene

Restore and resetting a broken heart

The Juniper vine is blooming

Deliberate water and new beginnings
Ones to Intervene is found anew
Friends and families love to nourish

Living Juniper to flourish

Deliberate care and doting

Conversations intervene and shining

Light to nourish and darkness fleeing

The flowering Juniper strengthening

Deliberate airing and faring

More conversations intervene questioning

Ahh, she is breathing and is nourishing

Sigh of relief for the Juniper will go on

Deliberate pleasantries are restoring

No longer ignoring, conversations intervene

Nourish life, as it is always fragile.

Three Word Wednesday Deliberate, Intervene, Nourish

Totally Optional Prompt Discoveries October 4, 2008

Totally Optional Prompt Juniper October 7, 2008 Both Photos FLCKR

Revisitation

2008-09-28T17:11:00.000-07:00

childhood memory
never last far in the past
small horse and small girl

Totally Optional Prompt : Revisitation

Women In The Silence

2008-09-23T15:32:00.001-07:00

..In Silence...by Martikson

Pic from flckr

Secrets never uttered
Mysterious secluded
All rationale eludes her
As darkness imitates light

Poefusion Tuesday Title

The Friendship

2008-09-13T14:15:00.000-07:00

Met you in the café as you forwardly made our acquaintance,
Your affections at first smitten and simultaneously mine,
The brightness of your countenance almost at a shine,
Half decade of Life mourning suddenly he shall enhance,

Together, meals, moments and comets an unlikely friendship we do share,
Finding feet in the swirl, affections evolving embraces, in many public places,
Colossal and hirsute offering solace, significantly close paces,
Hindsight comes, pressures and occurrences, refrain beginning to ware or dare,

Off you are, time gone, remembrance arises, that clandestine feminin appears,
Dejection rendezvous, suddenly reality, mourning ensues relentless,
My affection in the wrong hands, altogether darkness never hid,
Hearken crying eyes, my affection in the wrong hands, unrequited all fears,
Relentless years of in clandestine pain, together seared, darkness endless,
Restraining love, mourning, innocent in His loving plan, not slid,

Liken to a soul mate’s Request, falls on seared and deafen ears, betrayal,
Wondrous hearing, crushing news, thunderous noise, obedience, pulpit nudges,
Sanity’s grasp foreworn, reinfusion, not forsaken, in His living portrayal,
Unconditional love, always, no curses, my chamber heart, not so amass twin pudges.
Unconditional love, restrained love, and reminiscent better to have The Beloved,
Endless darkness, temporal abode fleeting, Kingdom Come, Will Be Done.

I was attempting an Italian Sonnet, but I think I lost that in the last two lines.

I think I'll leave it. Now it fits Pantoums.

Unless anyone has a suggestion to finish it as a sonnet...dc-aa or de-aa.
Matineemuse

Koffie

2008-09-12T10:07:00.000-07:00

Koffie
tan , swirl
buzzing, talking, laughing,
creams, syrups, agitates, ice
Freezing, blending,
wet,translucent,
water

Sunday Scribblings, Thursday, Sept. 11,2008

Beautiful Fractures Defences Down

2008-09-10T10:57:00.000-07:00

Defences down, beautiful fractures...
what could have been,
ninety days living in a beautiful fractures,
into what could have been,
inside the beautiful fractures,
holding while the defences down,

Defences down, beautiful fractures...
what could have been,
sharing lunches in a beautiful fractures,
into what could have been,
inside the beautiful fractures,
walking while the defences down,

Defences down, beautiful fractures...
into what could have been,
caring in the beautiful fractures,
into what could have been,
inside the beautiful fractures,
carress while the defences down,

Defences down, beautiful fractures...
into what could have been,
normalcy in the beautiful fractures,
into what could have been,
inside the beautiful fractures,
gentleness while the defences down,

Defences down, beautiful fractures...
into what could have been,
lifetime in the beautiful fractures,
into what could have been,
inside the beautiful fractures,
love while the defences down,

Defences down, beautiful fractures...
into what could have been,
companion in the beautiful fractures,
into what could have been,
inside the beautiful fractures,
missing while the defences down.

One Single Impression Defences Down
Poefusion Tuesday Title Beautiful Fractures

Hearing Gone Awry

2008-09-03T09:29:00.000-07:00

Do you ever wonder when your hearing goes awry?
You know He what said when came upon you,
That still small guidance,
Sad that he does not comprehend,
Do you ever wonder when your hearing goes awry?
He showed you something lovingly beautiful,
That still small guidance,
Some won’t submit to Him,
Do you ever wonder when your hearing goes awry?
He lets you glimpse the love He has for you,
That still small guidance,
Maybe he is borne dyslexic,
Do you ever wonder when your hearing goes awry?
Suddenly there is no blame,
That still small guidance,
Knowing does dog not equal God,
Do you ever wonder when your hearing goes awry?
Never questioning the big plan of His,
That still small guidance,
Discerning his pain and the word unfulfilled,
Do you ever wonder when your hearing goes awry?
Realize it is time for another five year hiatus,
That still small guidance,
Struggling to maintain the heart He heals,
With loving patience and self-sacrificing He holds us,
Do you ever wonder when your hearing goes awry?

Because he never knew Him,

That still small guidance,

Him wanting to fulfill you with His treasures,

Seek Him cry after Him soon He will not be found....

Somewhere

2008-08-29T08:25:00.000-07:00

Somewhere?
Can't find it,
Somewhere?
Can't find him?
Somewhere?
Oh, he found me,
Somewhere?
I was speechless,
Somewhere?
I was breathless,
Somewhere?
I love him,
Somewhere?
He loves himself,
Somewhere?
I was heartbroken,
Somewhere?
I know where,
Somewhere?
Oh, he rejected me,
Somewhere?
I don't like to sell,
Somewhere?
He took advantage,
Somewhere?
He didn't know me,
Somewhere?
He quit,
Somewhere?
He'll find me,
Somewhere?
He'll get to know me,
Somewhere?
The one for me,
Somewhere?
Who can love me,
Somewhere?
Like I love him,
Somewhere?
He'll love me.

created 08/29/08

Who Started This Tradition, Anyway?

2008-08-28T15:43:00.000-07:00

Summer is apparently over for the tourists. I have often been amused at the closing of so many establishments at the Labor Day week-end holiday. Like the beach life is over, who started that tradition anyway. Now is when the fun starts and all our friends return to the area now that the tourists and fugitives will be expelled for the winter. I guess the lapse of time is only for the tourists, who started that tradition anyway?

Take back the serenity and put on clothes lest you stand out like your selling. That's soooo what. I don't care that your mind is not where mine is I worked in medical fields so long that bare skin anywhere leaves me unenlightened. Once you've seen thousands of anything it gets to be a rare occasion to see anything new. Nothing new is just what is. If you keep seeking that mess it will eat you up it is like drugs ....a dear old dead friend told me once that it was called more. Until people had no control or no life and no wife. I believed him, he had no wife. Personally I look for brains.

Now we can eat and eat without the guilt of knowing that 50 million people are standing in a two hour line desperate to get a meal cooked that tastes like food. Our favorite restaurant lines will be down to 30 minutes which is just as fast as the delivery guys. Oh yes, I know about food. My fridge is littered with take out menus and not one person to share them with at the moment that is. But that will change as soon as all the normal people will be back into town.

Ahhhh....what is normal? People who don't mind tourists and traffic and just plain noise, but they despise clanging dishes in restaurants because they did not pay money to hear them slammed around. They love people and music and laughing and all weather. But not the frantic rushing of people trying to cram one months business into one week of tourists.

We can dance and party without the drugs and alcohol because we have a brain, and can dance without mood altering enhancements that makes others look like toppling towers. Close ups without numbness is so much more! A la natural! Real life begins. Try it one drink limit or none challenge and just eat and have fun everywhere you go. You will actually hear what people are saying. Instead of nodding after not hearing a word with your fake laugh.

Laugh and have some fun. Well, that's the great part when living at the beach it is like having traveled two cities without having to make reservations and buying a second home. The whole environment changes twice a year. Plus we have colleges which keeps it all young and worthwhile. Youth...

Where does the youth go? When it starts going it goes. You know its bad when your tan line has a white streak where some parts may droop. I'll leave that to your individual imaginations. Anyway this will all pass. My old saying is This Too Shall Pass. Maybe I post an mp3 to that effect soon.

New people! New season! Ready! Set! Go!
created 08/27/08
Desperate, Lapse,Traveled
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