Tag: love

It’s over now

by Chevvy, posted in Poetry

It’s over now

The sluice gates were opened wide

Filling the river with tears that I cried

You hovered for a while

Not wanting to leave me like this

So you turned and gave me a final kiss

Still you keep coming back

In my thoughts, and into my dreams

Your face, reflected in the sun beams

Though it’s over now

There’s a special place for you in my heart

Even though we’ll now and forever be apart

The music  will still linger on

It is the language of our souls

It permeates far beyond our controls

I’m so glad that I had this dance with you.

Rose tinted memories

by Chevvy, posted in Poetry

Rose tinted memories,

your footsteps everywhere.

Each pathway I walked

with a phantom escort.

I tried to shake you off

but you steadily followed me.

In my disguise, I tried to hide,

yet still, you discovered me.

Now I see you everywhere;

converging the seasons

of a love which has sprouted,

slowly simmered, then burned

into memories’ rose-tinted love.

Waiting

by Chevvy, posted in Poetry

A practice in patience

standing in the shadows

you dawn on me

with a glowing smile

to wake up my heart

Clouds blotted you today

replaced with incessant rain

threatening stormy weather

refracted to my soul

Time’s lethargy

spreading contagiously

as hours creep on

while I wait for you this time

I ought to love the rain

filled with memories

of its gentle dance with me

synchronised with my storm

But I am back to longing again

to find the Sun waiting for me.

Strange Feeling

by Chevvy, posted in Poetry

It cuddles me in the midnight hour

Opening me up like a blossoming flower

Wrapping me in the afterglow of that feeling

When the rapture of an orchestra hits the ceiling

Like gently cupped whispers filling my ear

To fall in love again, let go, run wild my dear

Don’t think about tomorrow, today is right here

As the music plays, feel my warm breath so near

It reaches deep within, moving mysteriously inside

The strange feeling of love that I just cannot hide

It takes me back to another season in time

It  directs me to fill this page with my rhyme

It’s taken over my body and soul

Before I know it, I’ve lost all control

Could It be that I’ve just lost possession of my mind?

Or is this the love song that took so many years to find?

I may not understand this strange feeling that I get

But I know that this emotion hasn’t left me quite yet

Night and Day

by Chevvy, posted in Poetry

Between rhythm and rhyme

wondering which it would be

words seemed to fail me

the notes sounded out of key

Then you walked into the room

arranged the lyrics to a tune

You blew me away– repeatedly,

endlessly, to heights not yet known

Words so cleverly coupled, selected,

slithered into slippery dark places

stirring memories and  dreams

painful heartbreaks of yesterday.

Caught up in an exotic dance

the music allured me once again

the beats, the strums, together

with words, they knew the drums

of my heart. They danced in  valleys,

on mountains, through the oceans

beneath the moon and with the sun–

lighting up life between night and day.

Love is the word

by Chevvy, posted in Poetry

In a dream you came to me

whispering that word

the resonance that found us

when it was just you and I

The word that bound us

across  oceans and sky

in that place where you waited

time ticking, endlessly

Until I opened my window

saw your footprints in the sand

the smile you’d left me to find

with that word that belongs to you

The dream still lingers in my wake

in the last message you crafted

contrasting the shadow and light

cupid’s arrow, threw my heart

I’m hoping to see beyond my tears

when love brings you back to me.

It’s all in that word that means: the

same thing is happening to you and me.

What’s love got to do with it?

by Chevvy, posted in Poetry

When you spend a lifetime

calling out my name

seeing me just the way I am

midst the cobweb’s spiral

What’s love got to do with it?

When we switched roles to reverse

and you played the nurse

when you let me run freely

trusting that I would return

What’s love got to with it?

When you pressed the wrong key

and the music played out of tune

those hard knocks of life

when I welcomed you back in

What’s love got to do with it?

When I take my shades off

and look up at the sun

I see you standing there

It becomes so very clear–

What love’s got to do with it.

I’d rather be with you

by Chevvy, posted in Poetry

I’d rather be with you

Wondering through vacant rooms

Looking at old photographs

Of how it used to be

When we loved with such abandon

All you did was look at me

Just a gentle flick, and like hot wax

I melted, flowing everywhere

I’d rather be with you

In the dark silence of the night

Where we fumbled and stumbled

Over each other’s words

Eventually tossing them out

With the past hurt and pain

Their resurrection would bring

No more tears, all we did was cuddle.

I’d rather be with you

Knowing where we both had been

Then turning down roads untrammelled

Where surprise is an aphrodisiac

Harmonising signs of the zodiac

Connecting our separate worlds

Like the first man on the moon

Anticipating fresh discovery anew

I’d rather be with you.

What ifs

by Chevvy, posted in Poetry

These questions that gnaw at me,

nibbling at the joy that life brings,

feeding me with cheesy excuses,

muddling doubts, impotent fears,

stealing glitter off golden moments,

when I should have been totally here,

not wondering on my own out there–

an exile behind my own prison walls.

What if this is what was meant for me

all along, complete with every crack,

every blemish that prizes the antique,

aspired by most but afforded to a few.

What if I had made an irrevocable error–

taking the bus and not boarding the train,

believing that life had to ride the highway

instead of pausing at each station en route?

What if there were no what ifs to choose–

where automation usurped my controls,

clipped my wings so that I could not fly?

Would I be the me that has reason to be?

What if I told you that this is exactly it?

I’m just where I need to be, here with you?

It’s in the the stars my love, in the stars!

Thank you to Marie from ComeFlywithme for the prompt to write this poem

When Reason leaves

by Chevvy, posted in Poetry

She wavers a while

Knows she should stand guard

Has felt the pain before

But she has a Rival

Passion is not her friend

He descends in Don Juan style

Sweeps her out the door

Yesterday’s dust that had settled

Residue of ashes from old fires

Caught off guard in the moment

She savoured its forbidden taste

Intoxicated by its delirious fragrance

She faints again and again

There are no smelling salts

To revive her back to sanity

Once more the fool

When the music plays again

A piped tune, she’d follow to the end

Into the abyss of regrets

Where guilt bites hard, a rabid dog

Infecting her with madness

Until the face in the mirror

Becomes a stranger

Lost to who she thought she was

Passion has his way with her

Even when she tried to say no

It was merely a whimper

He chose not to hear

Because her actions spoke

Much louder than her words

Reason would find her once again

In the drunken gutters

When the party had ended.