Poetry

River

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... a place to post poems, one's own or another's.
 

River

New member
This one is mine, written today (likely still in process).

It speaks to one of multiple, contrasting internal voices within me lately.

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Oh, Eros!

What have you strewn today?
Lemon balm along the trail
beside the banana slug.
unknown butterflies.

Hair of cinnamon.
A wreckage of clichés
invoking unfathomable depths,
pirate treasures.

Which mushroom is this one?
Poisonous or edible?
A few dank, moldering shadows.
A rusty, dried up boot.

These long grasses hardly seem to belong here.
That sooty, wormy scent of loam.
I almost cannot remember you
in my nearing old age.

You bring me these nebulous clouds and these forgotten,
shimmering spring flowers. Do you expect me to fall for your trick?
I've seen this one before, my dear old trickster friend.
I'm wise to your ways.

Am I clueless? Sure. By your brutal force
have you thrust this spring upon me--again and again--
like some kind of thirsty
desert mirage.

Did the image grab me at the center of my chest?
Just as you intended, my lying, cheating friend.
Just as you knew it would!
Like skunk cabbage, your trap has been set.

And here I am drunk on stink,
my feet sinking into your bog.
Cumulous clouds forming
overhead.


-- by River
 
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River

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kdt26417

Official Greeter
To One in Paradise
... by Edgar Allan Poe

Thou wast that all to me, love,
For which my soul did pine --
A green isle in the sea, love,
A fountain and a shrine,
All wreathed with fairy fruits and flowers,
And all the flowers were mine.

Ah, dream too bright to last!
Ah, starry Hope! that didst arise
But to be overcast!
A voice from out the Future cries,
"On! on!" -- but o'er the Past
(Dim gulf!) my spirit hovering lies
Mute, motionless, aghast!

For, alas! alas! with me
The light of Life is o'er!
No more -- no more -- no more --
(Such language holds the solemn sea
To the sands upon the shore)
Shall bloom the thunder-blasted tree,
Or the stricken eagle soar!

And all my days are trances,
And all my nightly dreams
Are where thy dark eye glances,
And where thy footstep gleams --
In what ethereal dances,
By what eternal streams.
 

sunray

New member
Futures

1.

I feel our future trembling against my skin,
A shivering skein of possibilities that shift
And melt, one into the next,
Soapbubble and incandescent.
Rainbow-slick and fiery, they’re tumbling through me,
Keeping my eyes open to the blue-black
Of my bedroom ceiling at three a.m.

2.

Long-distance lovers, we are reclaiming a long-lost possibility,
Rediscovering a future together:
These two hearts in humming harmony,
These two cities; the distance between them
Slowly narrowing, hour by passing hour.

3.

The world outside is locked in ice;
Orion keeps court over the midnight winter sky.
Yet here I am, curled in my nest of blankets,
Searching and re-searching my mind for all the seeds of possibilities.
What do I plant, and at which moment, to bring the late-summer harvest
Of you?
I’m dazzled in the dark by a dreamscape of hypersaturated colors,
A seed-catalogue scroll of bright tomorrows,
Imagining your arms around me, sweetly.
My patience trickles like snowmelt through the slow growth of light,
The fickle and tempestuous advance of early spring.
Day by day, task by task,
We are growing, ever closer—
A cornucopia of fruits,
A rainbow burst of flowers.
 

DesireLove

New member
Initial Reflection on Experiencing Polyamory

When I came across the man who introduced me to polyamory I was young and impressionable. Our experience together was full of meaningful lessons; changes, adjustments, reflections, and growth. The bellow was my 18 year old reflection on my encounter with this person. There have been very few communities I have been placed in where I have been able to comfortably share my perspective on poly lifestyle. Today I look forward to learning, and experiencing perspective. And sharing the evolution of mine.


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Polyamory​

The first thing that always comes to my mind. Is that I love you.

The following thought is always ..” but you hurt me”

I don’t want to seem too attached

Its just I miss and admire .. Everything that you taught me - regarding your craft.

And when I think about everything that I shared with you.. It makes me mad

To know that you can so willingly throw away everything that we had

All that we built

We both were aware from the beginning

.. If we were going to try and make this work it would require skill

Effort

Patience

Constancy is the word that I love to repeat.

Which is the quality of being unchanging, as in purpose. Loyalty.

.. Love. Was the philosophy that joined our hearts?

Your philosophy of pollyamory is primarily what caused me to have to take the back seat. - You abandoning me - is what scarred my heart.

Knowing that you are no longer willing to consider me - makes me want to hide

Given all that IV been through- I feel like im just to strong to cry

Not over you.. After all in the beginig.. My subconscious knew

Your unwavering love - was to good to be true.

But then again.. You crammed down my throat.. How I was supposed to trust you.

At times I feel like im going to drown - probably because silently I put you on a pedistool..

In my mind your position was of one that obtained a crown.

I love you and- you chose to abandon me.

You asked me to dive- and in the begining I expressed extreme reluctancy.

But it comes down to I love you.

You showed me a sea of possibilities

You swam with me in a sea of possibilities showed me all that could be.

Then said that your life would be better without me?

I was chaos

……Im confused. .. I just hope that my feelings regarding this situation doesn’t amuse..

Because to be honest

Simply put

.. I feel used. - And I also feel like this prolonged strain of tension arose out of the blue. What’s most annoying is that my heart is still fighting for you.

But because it seems as though you’re not willing to give your primary a clue..

In your life at this moment there isn’t room for TWO..

So it seems as though I have to be through

.. Its just not fare. Because at the end of every day.. I kinda reminisce - on how I grew to love you.

- But im forced to remind myself that you hurt me.

- All because of your philosophy regarding polyamory. [/FONT]
 

kdt26417

Official Greeter
Thanks for sharing that, DesireLove, I'm so sorry that your first experience with polyamory was such a hurtful one.
 

Magdlyn

Well-known member
When I came across the man who introduced me to polyamory I was young and impressionable. Our experience together was full of meaningful lessons: changes, adjustments, reflections, and growth. The below was my 18 year old reflection on my encounter with this person. There have been very few communities I have been placed in where I have been able to comfortably share my perspective on poly lifestyle. Today I look forward to learning, and experiencing perspective. And sharing this evolution of mine.

DesireLove, I took the liberty of editing your lovely poem. It's what I do for a living. I couldn't resist.


Polyamory​

The first thing that always comes to my mind
Is that I love you

The following thought is always
But you hurt me

I don’t want to seem too attached
It's just I miss and admire everything that you taught me regarding your craft

And when I think about everything that I shared with you
It makes me mad
To know that you can so willingly throw away everything that we had

All that we built
We both were aware from the beginning
If we were going to try and make this work it would require skill

Effort

Patience

Constancy is the word that I love to repeat
Which is the quality of being unchanging
As in purpose
Loyalty

Love
Was that the philosophy that joined our hearts?

Your philosophy of polyamory is primarily what caused me
To have to take the back seat
You abandoning me is what scarred my heart

Knowing that you are no longer willing to consider me makes me want to hide
Given all that I've been through I feel like I'm just too strong to cry

Not over you
After all, in the beginning
My subconscious knew
Your unwavering love was too good to be true

But then again, you crammed it down my throat
How I was supposed to trust you?

At times I feel like I'm going to drown
Probably because I silently put you on a pedestal
In my mind your position was of one that obtained a crown

I love you and you chose to abandon me
You asked me to dive
And in the beginning I expressed extreme reluctance

But it comes down to
I love you

You showed me a sea of possibilities
You swam with me in a sea of possibilities
Showed me all that could be
Then said that your life would be better without me

I was Chaos

I'm confused
I hope that my feelings regarding this situation don’t amuse
Because to be honest
Simply put
I feel used

And I also feel like this prolonged strain of tension arose out of the blue
What’s most annoying is that my heart is still fighting for you
But because it seems as though you’re not willing to give your primary a clue
In your life at this moment there isn’t room for TWO
So it seems as though I have to be through

It's just not fair
Because at the end of every day
I kinda reminisce
On how I grew to love you

But I'm forced to remind myself that you hurt me
All because of your philosophy regarding polyamory
 
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SquarePeg

New member
I wrote this today for my wife.

How sweet is the sound as you are breathing
When you are sleeping and dreaming of love
At it's finest time, just before leaving
To soar through the skies and the stars above
As your heart fills with joy and the wonder
Of true love's first and most intimate beat
Thoughts of loss slowly begin to plunder
Your dreams, but your heart wills against defeat
And your love takes you into his safe arms
To hold your heart close to his own beating
Chest, and lowers is lips to kiss your palms
But, his gentle caress is but fleeting
For dawn awakens with creases of light
And you daydream your day away 'til night.
 

SquarePeg

New member
Something a bit dsrker

Got my sonnets on at the moment! Another new one, but not as nice as the last one.

The silence of whispers are deafening
They speak louder than any gesture can
The worms of your words keep on burrowing
Deep into my heart, where all this began
The mirrors reflect the darkness in me
That shines brightly behind empty eyes
That catch glimpses when there's nothing to see
And watch as my spirit slowly dies
A cacophony of whispers summons
My lonely soul to its ultimate fate
For only you can see all my demons
But tried to stop them a little too late
Now this corner keeps me in its embrace
As my blurred memories soften your face.
 
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