Haiku Ten – Eight

This haiku welcomes
Musical orchid delight
In verse melodies

Connections through time
Directing education
Emancipation

Words ignite desires
Passions flow beneath covers
Pleasures of reading

A spring flower blooms
Smiling eyes bursting with joy
Beauty in season

Reasons forgotten
Light dims with every heartbeat
Your touch haunts me still

Captured by your smile
Laughing eyes show me the way
Darkness never dawns

Questions surround me
Answers move into focus
Silence without tears

Laughter without tears
Silence without loneliness
Nothing without pain

Restless thoughts ramble
Shadows whisper endlessly
Silhouettes dancing

On a stormy night
An Old Dark House mystery
Imagination

Copyright © 2015 Shawn D. Standfast. All rights reserved.

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Where Time Stands Still

This week’s poem for Facebook Group: Poetry in Motion.

The Colour of Time

Every morning it’s the colours I see first
I look out my window and see this world
There’s no colour where time stands still
Without time there’s only back and white

You are the very first guest I have ever had
The very first since, well since time began
I sit here and watch the universe pass by
I love the colours and how they move

I have watched your world form from dust
I watched as life began to grow and spread
I was there when your species walked upright
Moved over the surface of this shinning world

I was there at the first glimmer of civilisation
At the Fall of Troy and the rise of Rome
I was with you in every war and every disaster
I have followed every plague and every scourge

Yes, I was there each and every time
I was also here protected from time
You doubt me; I see it in your eyes
You think I’m mad or you’re dreaming

I have often wondered what a dream looks like
But I assure you if this is a dream it is not yours
I see many questions forming in your mind
Sit down; we have all the time in the world

Yes sit down and we’ll have food and refreshments
Food prepared by finest chefs that have ever lived
The best wine prepared from ancient vineyards
I will be your host and answer all your questions

What is that? You want to know who I am
I beg your pardon, I’ve forgotten my manners
It is a new experience for me – having a guest
I’m Death Incarnate and I’ve claimed your soul

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The Colour of Time

Time Slips Away

Here is my poem for last weeks picture prompt for Facebook Group: Poetry in Motion.

The Glow of Limelight

A concrete tomb of memory surrounds
Thoughts and past life roams free here
The dancer stares into empty space
For the briefest moment time slips away

Fifty years ago, it seems forever now
On a lighted stage she showed them how
A Sleeping Beauty like none had ever seen
Soon to be destined for the silver screen

Movements made with delicate precision
Then a moment of doubt and indecision
A fragile mind that could not be controlled
Reckless terrors took their gripping hold

Lost in a pit of self loathing and destruction
When all cries for help meet with obstruction
Ending on a deserted road one dark rainy night
Never again to dance in the glow of limelight

Fifty years ago on a lighted stage she showed them how
Remembering aching limbs and flowing perspiration
With memories of applause she takes her final bow
Exit stage right, Sleeping Beauty dances forevermore

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The Glow of Limelight

Silhouetted Dreams

Corrupted Words

Silhouetted dreams frozen in moonlight
Shrouded in mist, forgotten and forsaken
Sullen and forlorn, yearning for release
Spiralling memories dance before my eyes

Desires locked in delicate disguise
Passions creep from knowing eyes
Whispered dreams escape in a kiss
As moistened lips part with a sigh

A gentle breeze stirs a silent twilight
Shadows fade into silvery moonlight
Rage burns in the early morning sun
Lost in a velvet darkness without you

Rousing thoughts long at rest in sadness
Tainted lives lost in a trail of inked tears
Sorrow pours forth in corrupted words
Breathe in experience, exhale imagination

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Corrupted Words

Washing Dreams Away

Smiling Eyes

It was a fairy tale romance
Right out of books of old
Two meeting in the dark of night
Parting before the morning light

She knew what he needed
She knew how to tease him
She knew how to please him

Darkest desires straining for release
Rapturous innocence breaking free
Flowing from smiling eyes
And tender quivering thighs

He knew what she wanted
He knew how to kiss her
He knew how to touch her

It was her desire
It was her pleasure
It was her release

Giving everything and leaving nothing behind
Lost in twilight that washes dreams away
Frozen laughter stifled by misplaced passion
Sentenced to darkness without reprieve
Obsessed with words that deceive

She will never forget
She will never forgive
She will never be free

Lost in sorrow
Lost in pain
Lost in tears

Copyright © 2015 Shawn D. Standfast. All rights reserved.

Smiling Eyes

Haiku Ten – Seven

Writing for many
Haiku in social circles
An undying art

Shadows on the screen
Living a nitrate daydream
Moments in darkness

Ruby lips entice
Smiling eyes pluck at heart strings
Beauty is timeless

Weary thoughts ignite
Forgotten memories burn
Dreaming in shadows

Lost in memories
Searching for hope in shadows
A dreamer awakes

Desires become one
And release hidden passions
Silence the darkness

Gentle thoughts caress
Distraction clouds my vision
Reflecting desires

Grey light surrounds me
Shadows fade into the night
Longing for your kiss

Early evening chill
A relentless rain pours down
Prelude to springtime

Not the Ides of March
About ole St Patrick’s Day
Time for a birthday

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Drifting Away

Lost in the Moment

White lace caresses
Silken desires ignite
Satin and lace
Becoming one
Thoughts yearning

Calmness descends
Restful mind awakens
Nerves tingle and pulse
Sensitive hairs prickle
Whispered breath excites

Blindfold isolates
Ropes end longing
Stillness engulfs
Sensations tingle
Drifting away

Words caress mind and body
Pauses heightens pleasure
Hot breath on moistened lips
Flowing
Scents fill the air
Excitement rises
Every breath pulsates

Tender flesh quivers
Lips on silken thighs
Moving higher
Just out of reach
Yearning for release

Heartbeat races
Beads of sweat pool
Relentless words spoken
Sensual and forbidden
Freeing all inhibitions

Breathing quickens
Straining for release
Lost in the moment
Contact is made
Muscles spasm
Wave after wave
Shudders through
Mind and body

Strong arms engulf
Hands caress
Guiding
Prolonging

Blindfold removed
Ropes untied
Reality shatters dream
Mind races once more
Longing to return again

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Lost in the Moment