Words Rendered a Juxtapose Ponder Pt.2

And so here's another one...

CLOUDS

beaman

the clouds are darkening under the weight of their sodden wares.

Will the leaves across the road feel the light pitterpatter of watery gems?

 frozenlipz

Will the sound of light embrace the sordid hues?

beaman

perhaps, for now a white sun reflected mirror dominates the sky.

Like a table cloth laid for a future feast.

frozenlipz

Seeping through my tunnel of sight,

your visions of white clouds like the spirit of wine...

beaman

...the same wine that sparkles on the cusp of your lips.

The sunshine that dances upon the gateway to your soul.

frozenlipz

Magnetic forces is appearing before me;

perchance allowed to sway,

caressing your heat.

beaman

like two pairs of eyes dancing the tango on the surface of a lamp lit puddle at night.

Silent liaison

frozenlipz

and so I exhort to capitulate into those loud whispers...

let it fill me...

beaman

...and fill you I shall,

with breathless revere as long as the moon will rise and fall.

 I would like to sweep you away to the top of the clouds and watch your gaze under the clear moon.

frozenlipz

Cold water rushing down my spine,

rippling the calm lake of her imagination...

gazing at your paintings that your beautiful mind created

beaman

I sit there listening to pearl drops lovingly caresses your back as they move from the summit to the glorious lake of your mind.

frozenlipz

All I can do now is rest my eyes on the amicable silhouette of your shade while the wind blows, forces me to clasp...

www.penmeapoem.com > beaman's website

Words Rendered a Juxtapose Ponder Pt.1

I am microblogging as if it is a side dish to my job hunting and designing at work, at the corner of my flat. It is my own RSS feed to what is happening with the world and lives of others in circumstantial to their timeline of thoughts.

You find people you can connect with, get inspired with, learn from and laugh with.

I haven't been writing poems in such a long time that I dedicate myself to paragraphs, stories and real-time writing about my life and what I feel about things. And there I found Edward Beaman-Hodgkiss (http://www.penmeapoem.com/) naturally swept my lexeme back to life. Here are our collaborations so far, non-deliberate poetry that is worth sharing and keeping:

RAIN

frozenlipz

the rain gently pours down on the Sunday dusk...

where will my ardour be?

Thoughts encircling the moisture of dreams...

beaman

...that spiral upwards like wisps of kisses meeting the lips of heaven.

frozenlipz

Drain thy shades of fear,

those body at arms shivering cold,

hovering through the mist to cohort.

beaman

release thy worries and seek succor in arms that will soak up poisons from your heart.

Linger soft lips upon my skin

frozenlipz

Gentle touch spices down my taste buds;

as the rain dribbling down the thatch;

Fear evaporates- chills evolve to stupor.

My words become alive once more. It has been dug up from my past. I feel it in me again. And I thank Edward for it.

You can check out more about Edward at

http://beamansworld.blogspot.com/ and

http://beamaninberlin.blogspot.com/.

Our plurks: www.plurk.com/user/beaman and www.plurk.com/user/wish

So my former entry was longer until LJ just erased it all without a reason. This is a repeat and I cannot update more. I can say something cheeky but just appreciate the poems.

More to come. I shall remain.

-frozenlipz