Tag: love

Day 15 – The Poet’s Billow Challenge: All I dream about

by Chevvy, posted in Poetry

This challenge required that we compile a list of cliches and mix and match words from them to compose a poem. See how many of the cliches you can recognise:-)

Walk softly

between the lines-

can’t hide it.

It’s in the storm,

the flame,

wrenching pain,

quiet fear-

in the track of the ink,

that you can tell,

the floating feeling

I have with you.

Roller coaster,

heart-stopping

shivers down my spine,

Every time

you come across.

Like a dream,

then waking up,

lost track of time.

Damned if you do-

damned if you don’t,

head over heels

in love with you.

All I dream about!

Day 11 of the Poet’s Billow challenge: Through the window

by Chevvy, posted in Poetry

In this challenge we had to study an audio rendition of a a foreign language poem and try to replicate its tone and mood . I used a poem written in Czech by Miroslav Holub.

Fog-

Fog surrounds me

scowling, smothering and dense

stifling, suspended haze over space,

then suddenly, it lifts, it dawns on me!

A recognition,admission,

of what I’ve seen and heard everyday.

Flashing, racing, sprinting, mounting-

memories, conversations, revelations

that we’ve shared.

They come together as the mist disappears.

This is what we’ve wanted all along.

A taste of freedom.

By the cooling waters

by Chevvy, posted in Poetry

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Lake Geneva – Montreux : Chevvy8

I miss your laughter

and your smiles,

the familiarity of

seeing you everyday,

even when you are miles away.

 

It’s strange

how you make me feel like this,

igniting flickers

I never thought I had,

when seeing you again,

makes me feel so glad.

 

Is it de ja vu,

feeling like I’ve always known you ?

How you read me so well.

How I feel your emotions,

tides turning across the oceans.

 

There is a space for you

preserved in my heart.

Come close my dear

and feel it race,

each time you show your face.

 

Come rest here awhile,

By the cooling waters,

Let me make you smile.

 

 

 

 

Flash flood

by Chevvy, posted in Poetry

Just like a flash flood

it happened, unexpectedly.

A sudden heavy downpour

and I was swept off my feet.

Tossed into swirling rivers,

holding back my breath.

Thrashing as you pounded

blinded as you mounted.

You took me by surprise.

Never thought for a moment

that I could go off at a tangent,

find pleasure in the danger,

be at risk with a complete stranger,

whose depths I could not fathom,

and whose visit was unpredictable.

But just like the raindrops wash,

I had to feel the explosive rush,

brought close to fatal destruction,

Reason rescued me from me.

Only you

by Chevvy, posted in Poetry

If I could paint,

I would wash the background

with all my tears of wasted years,

blend the dark with pastel shades,

the beginning

of new love I had found.

Then with brilliant colors,

foreground with flourish,

flashes and flush,

with dazzling diamonds,

of the golden years

I’m longing to spend

with only you.

The first time

by Chevvy, posted in Poetry

I never thought I’d feel it again,

that raw urge,

that sense of release

to feel whole again,

in control of my own freedom,

to touch the magic:

feel its pulse, one with my own,

the tremulous anticipation

that you always feel,

on that decisive occasion

of the first time,

just before

that long awaited moment.

That’s how I felt

from the first stroke,

lubricated with blushing color

and sweeping motions.

Untamed passion

poured out of me

as I laid my dream bare

on the smooth white canvas.

(Inspired by the Elizabeth Gilbert’s latest book –

Big Magic: Creative living beyond fear)

Perfect alchemy

by Chevvy, posted in Poetry

You’ll not fall on your sword

And I’ll not take an asp to my arm.

We both know the folly of such an act.

But at least indulge my daydreams

As I will give flawless blossoms to yours.

Paint me a portrait of our soulful love

In words that catch the trick of the light.

Sculpt a statue that moves in iambic rhythm

In sync with the person you’ve come to know,

Then strum a melody into the flow of your verse.

You’ll not reach the top of Mount Everest

And I’ll not swim across the English Channel.

Neither of us has such urge or tenacity,

But at least listen to my silent words

And I’ll lend vocabulary to tag your feelings.

Just keep in pursuit of the perfect alchemy

That will bring you eagerly back home to me.

Shades of love

by Chevvy, posted in Poetry

There are days when my spirit calls out your name.

Multiple shades of violet weep teardrops for you.

Your silence leaves me bereft , frozen, turned  blue.

Wondering if without you things will ever be the same.

Then you surprise me with a sudden, unexpected call.

My heart skips a beat and I’m right back where we started.

So filled with love and good memories as if we never parted,

Once again, I’m in that spin of madness, ready to take the fall.

You do this to me, touch me, turn me to all shades of red.

Stoke up my dying embers, fan me into a flaring ,flaming fire,

Consuming the air that I breathe, left gasping, down to the wire.

Yearning and burning, turned on by the beguiling words you’ve said.

I’ve told you this before, when you play the consoles of my mind,

I’ll become the rainbow for you, through the spectrum of every hue.

When you knock on my door, you take away my feelings of blue.

All mellifluous sound and shades of me become your treasures to find.

Tilting, turning into a twirling, never-ending pirouette,

No longer locked in the frame of my shadowed silhouette.