http://jpicforum.info/blogs/ Poetry in Color Forum - Online community where writers of all backgrounds can share in the creation of literature. We celebrate diversity with the typed word... en Tue, 07 Oct 2008 03:34:15 GMT vBulletin 60 http://jpicforum.info/gfx_02s/misc/rss.jpg http://jpicforum.info/blogs/ http://jpicforum.info/blogs/nature/vampires-96/ Sun, 28 Sep 2008 04:31:47 GMT Vampires! Holy smoke, there is a blow out, Am I the forsaken, O noble one? For I feel him raging deep within: Burning in desire, wailing for his... Vampires! Holy smoke, there is a blow out,
Am I the forsaken, O noble one?
For I feel him raging deep within:
Burning in desire, wailing for his love.

Hold on, did I ever see him before?
Never with those fangs, long nails.
How could I, for he was fascinating;
Seeping in passion, love, and desire.

But then, a vampire woman fired my desire;
Throwing a pleasant sensation down my spine.
In fear and fascination my loins had quivered,
Legs trembled forcing me back to my seat.

I can see her longing, grasping me to her;
As her deep drawn fangs, go down within me.
I shudder and cry as she draws my strength,
Sipping, blending her blood with mine.

There, I feel my self growing within her,
Mounting, floating, to her sweet wishes call.
Quench my thirst, I suckle at her boobs.
Her juices, supplanting mine with her's.

But I struggle to loosen her steady grip,
Unfazed she sucks from me, deep in wild passion;
Replacing my fear with her vampire blood
In ecstasy, calling me, her 'vampire man'.

In delight I sink my growing fangs deep into her
Clawing her closer to me in vampire worship.
I too must know, vampires replace my blood,
Soul-mates we become in this charming world.

Let her lift me through the purification route,
Into vampire country with her magical charm;
I know, I am her unique love growing within her
Can she really feel me struggle in vampire form?

Vampire’s care not for human dreams,
Can I ever become a vampire; I ask myself?
Or expose the horrific tales of their death,
For me, I know vampires can never exist. ]]> nature http://jpicforum.info/blogs/nature/vampires-96/ http://jpicforum.info/blogs/nature/desire-95/ Sun, 28 Sep 2008 04:28:39 GMT Somewhere, someplace the rhythms fall. In unison, you glide over the sandy dunes. Each step lashing sands in bewitching mobility. You move like... Somewhere, someplace the rhythms fall.
In unison, you glide over the sandy dunes.
Each step lashing sands in bewitching mobility.
You move like fiction erasing your earlier treads;
Expanding with the beats of sound pulse to pulse.

Floating hair, cascading torrents of swirling pools
Engulfing your eyes, your body and charms in mystery,
And you churn yourself in shallow fits of rage.
The fire’s may crackle, now and again to your dance;
But the moon reflects, and sparkles the desert scene.

Some electra in your eyes, dazzling black.
Moment to moment, you swing to the beats.
The maestro plays, Sarangie’s yearn
Rhyme and chime; at each quake of the strings.
With each push or pull, the thirsting wand sings
Your beauty, your grace; as you flutter to its call.

He is the wild, the raw, the unbroken mare
He jumps, he jolts to the paralysing trance
Shoulder to shoulder eye to eye, he moves;
Chewing his urges, his fancies and his moans.

It is the natraja in you that boldly performs.
With the arms and the legs, and the sights you spin.
And he buckles and he runs, with each lap or lash
A worshipper paying tributes, to you
Your feet, your beauty and the erotics in you.

But you, in your rapid thrusts with the occults.
Awaken coherence in the forces of assaults;
Like quirks of energia discharging at his core.
And he smitten by the Scorpion’s sting.
Simmers and burns; under those hypnotic spells. ]]> nature http://jpicforum.info/blogs/nature/desire-95/ http://jpicforum.info/blogs/nature/bedlam-94/ Sun, 28 Sep 2008 04:24:08 GMT Delight of the night, light and the half lights Cleft sensation grips the arch in fascination Lips taunt the tips as they swell in erection.... Delight of the night, light and the half lights
Cleft sensation grips the arch in fascination
Lips taunt the tips as they swell in erection.
Sizzles of heat, in sweat filled condensation.

Blush whisper the shadows as the love sighs.
Enticement moves the camber in eager flow
Bewitched, smothers her bodily lust to slow
Nipped bud, craves the finger touch to glow.

Limbs falter in wetness, gorged harsh captivity
Eyes waver to the lustful body in fusion bouts
Aromas fume to break again, in passion clouts
Tranquility surrenders to the taut thieving lout. ]]> nature http://jpicforum.info/blogs/nature/bedlam-94/ http://jpicforum.info/blogs/nature/sweet-surrender-93/ Sun, 14 Sep 2008 04:11:44 GMT Love grip surrenders as finger interlock Stretched, longing freely caresses desire. Photogenic moments, a blush in radiance Trip the heart, in... Love grip surrenders as finger interlock
Stretched, longing freely caresses desire.
Photogenic moments, a blush in radiance
Trip the heart, in charged flash’s of light.

Boundless, unrelenting I fume and yearn,
Crave in relish and pleasure of the flesh.
Warmth of your naked tendons to mesh
Merge with passion in heavenly delight.

You awaken and sequester my innocence
Tread squeeze my body into your whims.
Naked inclination sweeps mind and will,
Into forced submission and eager assaults.

I quake, as spirits begun their yield
Exposure echo’s to infuse existence. ]]> nature http://jpicforum.info/blogs/nature/sweet-surrender-93/ http://jpicforum.info/blogs/nature/lust-92/ Sun, 14 Sep 2008 04:08:22 GMT Raw forces of the dark to form, Yonder blow the clouds of war. Turmoil in the sky ready to erupt, To thunder, lightening I will call. The... Raw forces of the dark to form,
Yonder blow the clouds of war.
Turmoil in the sky ready to erupt,
To thunder, lightening I will call.

The mistress of the sea roars,
In waves breaking to the shore
Love me, know the divine will,
True you shall never ever fall.

Hit the heights I have battles,
And courage bursting in me,
Mind flies, wings lift my soul,
Away from the lust and sin:

Lord devil playing in passion,
Covets again, as I burn in hell:
My chi has always bleed for you,
Hold me in your love to quivers.

I yearn for the soft caress
Embrace, so I live again. ]]> nature http://jpicforum.info/blogs/nature/lust-92/ http://jpicforum.info/blogs/butchiesmom/mine-its-all-mine-91/ Sun, 07 Sep 2008 04:29:17 GMT Rubbing hands together in a washing movement...Mine...it's mine...it's all mine! Power! I'm a moderator now! Go ahead, give me a bad critique, ignore what I've posted, I've got power now!

Ok, I'm just kidding (you knew that...right?...I hope you did...). It's great to be a moderator though I'm still learning my job. To tell the truth though, I'm just doing what I did before with a little more responsibility and the knowledge that what I'm entitled to do on this site could easily be abused. Not that I would...hehehehe....

Anyone who knows me well enough, knows that I have a few health problems which take me away from my wonderful online family now and again. The worst of it all are the spasms which sometimes have me in a tight grip as they force my body to do things I can't do otherwise. I made a difficult decision, a few months ago, to get away from the people in my life who made the spasms worse with the tension they caused. It helped immensely. Now the damned things are coming back and they're giving my body hell again.

Tonite I was going over my email getting ready to go to bed. I'd been experiencing spasms all day, most of which gave no advance warning, so it was no surprise when one hit just then. It was the amount of tension in my body and the equally tight spot in my mind which was a surprise. What also got to me was the thought I needed to type, so I brought up Word, no easy feat just then and started typing. I was shocked at the rapidness of transition from spasms to quiet even as my fingers released the tight spot in my brain.

What came out was another part of a scene in my book and something which hadn't occurred to me. I haven't asked "Why me?" in a long time because I know the answer I received would be, "Why not?" In this scene, neither does the character ask that question.

What point am I trying to make? I haven't the slightest idea, lol. That freakin train left without me again, though it was fun writing this blog entry. I know that it's been said that a writer's first book, no matter the genre, will be autobiographical. Well...this is my first book...characters in this book do share some of my philosophys on life...some will even share some of my personality, good and bad...some will not. I'll leave it up to you to guess, lol. ]]> butchiesmom http://jpicforum.info/blogs/butchiesmom/mine-its-all-mine-91/ http://jpicforum.info/blogs/mikeham/learning-90/ Sun, 31 Aug 2008 03:44:29 GMT maneuvering through internet sites is difficult...for instance have just discovered that this site has links to other poetry sites and has a... maneuvering through internet sites is difficult...for instance have just discovered that this site has links to other poetry sites and has a marvelous poetry definition page.
And it is all there right on the google page, too. But reading the Internet is also a slow process for us older folk; after all it's not like reading books, or signs, or even people's faces. I look at a page and everything is there all at once, but my mind is all divided up. I'm still struggling to figure out Jpic, so am probably not always aware of what I'm doing. I'm happy to be here, though, and have really appreciated all the reviews; they have given me some good insight into how to make changes to some of them. Keep the critical comments coming, please. ]]> mikeham http://jpicforum.info/blogs/mikeham/learning-90/ http://jpicforum.info/blogs/nature/master-stroke-89/ Sat, 30 Aug 2008 13:52:55 GMT Lashed in lines ever flowing, the canvas screen In turmoil, her exposed form floating in whites. Forsaken she fights the night, to linger on edge... Lashed in lines ever flowing, the canvas screen
In turmoil, her exposed form floating in whites.
Forsaken she fights the night, to linger on edge
As clustered strokes, brush ecstasy in her being.

How she quivers when as I fondle her curves
Feel the body shivers, sparkles in cute shapes
Molding each twist to loom in matured desire,
Enticed enchantment: luring depths of fantasy.

Sensations graze to touch, my fingers to move
Restrained cries of passion in lover’s scuffles
Tossing to yearn as she blows within my mind
Merged my heart whimper: to her sulks in love.

Men will always lust for the talented beauty
Creation as it burns her infinite exhilaration. ]]> nature http://jpicforum.info/blogs/nature/master-stroke-89/ http://jpicforum.info/blogs/nature/imprisoned-love-88/ Sat, 30 Aug 2008 13:50:39 GMT Mistress touch me into a novel dream You sequester my mind to your whim How I suffer, rejoice the vibes of love Supplant you in charming body... Mistress touch me into a novel dream
You sequester my mind to your whim
How I suffer, rejoice the vibes of love
Supplant you in charming body divine.

Raptures create your enslaved calls
Body obeys each motion command
Puppet in action I ride to your tides
Converge of the waves in your thrill.

Quiver and wail in each action move
Engorged yearnings in petals fragile
Tongues slip to covet in the wetness
Reclining attacks hold me tight, slain.

Talented moves in the captured heat
Teased I endeavor to assert my cool.
Fire pulses in body thrusts you make
Ignite reciprocity in fulcrums balance.

Release my mind from your captivity;
Body goads in love to the slavers beat. ]]> nature http://jpicforum.info/blogs/nature/imprisoned-love-88/ http://jpicforum.info/blogs/april/reflections-four-morning-87/ Sat, 30 Aug 2008 11:28:44 GMT All days are the same: morning, city, the crowd.
Life's not going forward, it's moving around.
And masks of all shades on those ignorant faces,
A few made-up stories in cheap street newspapers,
Sluts looking like stars, dirty queens of attraction,
Gross idols of so deceptive perfection
Are doors to the mind of the crowd, so hollow -
They hear the call of the dumb and they follow.
Now passion means lust, now freedom means violence,
Stupidity prospers. It's due to your silence!
The weak ones are searching for someone to blame,
The helpless would trade for a minute of fame.
A couple hearts broken don't cost a damned thing;
The hopeless romantics would give anything -
Despite having nothing - for love, non-existing.
We've made up this concept, as something is missing.
Believe it or not - I can cope alone!
I never wished someone to call me their own.
It's such a delusion that having you here
Will help me get over this common old fear.
What's frightening? Solitude? Fear itself!
I hide beside you when I fear myself!
But it is much better with you than the crowd
That never goes forward, that keeps going round. ]]> April http://jpicforum.info/blogs/april/reflections-four-morning-87/ http://jpicforum.info/blogs/april/if-86/ Sat, 30 Aug 2008 11:26:45 GMT My pen is bleeding on the paper,
As love is bleeding in my heart.
Each word's the bare truth -
Put these words to music,
Play this music on the strings of my soul,
If you don't tear them, I'm yours.

If you see me dying,
Will you hold my hand through this hell?
Will you save me like you did once?
You know where to find the way
To the temple of my hope.
And I don't know...

If only I had died tomorrow,
Would you've turned back time,
So that tomorrow'd never come?
And if I asked you
To kill me with your bare hands,
Just not with your indifference... would you?

I can't breathe the air of fear.
I'm suffocating... will you hold me in your arms
To chase the fear away?
Will you breathe life into me?
Will you forgive me the weakness of one day
If I'm your shield for all the lifetime?

If I could live an hour of your life,
Dwell in your inner world that's just your own,
I'd turn to real your most precious dreams.
And if you realize
I love you with each ounce of my heart,
Will you ever say goodbye? ]]> April http://jpicforum.info/blogs/april/if-86/ http://jpicforum.info/blogs/april/associations-85/ Sat, 30 Aug 2008 11:22:49 GMT My days remind me of the endless autumn rain,
The fascinating, charming melancholy.
The sky is crying for my bitter loss -
The loss of one hour's eternity.
And I know the rain is bound to cease,
But my sorrow will shape just another rain cloud,
And the steps on our crossing ways
Will be only for always erased.

And my freedom reminds of a foreign land,
No destination is one, true home
That has never existed at all.
And wherever I go, I will only get lost.

And my love reminds of a wilted rose,
Its eternal beauty is evanescent;
While you're breathing in its light April scent,
Least of all you expect it to hurt you,
But time leaves you just pain of its pretty thorns.

And my truth reminds of an ancient language,
Mystic manuscripts only few can read,
But no one's ever got to the core,
Where the mystery is way too obvious.

So, my whole life's like a chess game
With one possible ending - it's draw. ]]> April http://jpicforum.info/blogs/april/associations-85/ http://jpicforum.info/blogs/april/last-words-lyrics-84/ Sat, 30 Aug 2008 11:20:29 GMT The cold sky above me is crying
To meet my last day, one more story is over.
A wrist, razorblade - now I hope I'm becoming
The pain in your heart. In your mind, never sober
You'll see just a guise of me, bleeding so badly.
I'm dying in pain - that is what I have chosen.
And if you had been there, you still could have saved me.
You could... it's too late. Now I'm lying here, frozen.

A denizen in all the world, a denial,
My fucking damned life has been nothing but battles.
This easy escape is the last of my trials,
And with my last breath your dark sky will be shattered.
My death is revenge if my life has been broken.
It's been a mistake - it's my debt to erase it.
I have no more reason to live - I'm forgotten.
My sorrow has come to the tragical ending.

Your life will go on in your cardboard castle;
You'll finish your part, and you'll join me in years.
My poisonous blood all your questions will answer.
Goodbye... I've got over the last of my fears.

(My death is revenge if my life has been broken.
It's been a mistake - it's my debt to erase it.
I have no more reason to live - I'm forgotten.
My sorrow has come to the tragical ending.)

And if you had been there, you still could have saved me.
You could... ]]> April http://jpicforum.info/blogs/april/last-words-lyrics-84/ http://jpicforum.info/blogs/april/sunday-morning-83/ Sat, 30 Aug 2008 11:17:54 GMT V1 Breathing in heavy air of lies, Hiding grief in this bitter wine, Finding beauty in porcelain strength, Not enough to say goodbye. Castles,... V1
Breathing in heavy air of lies,
Hiding grief in this bitter wine,
Finding beauty in porcelain strength,
Not enough to say goodbye.
Castles, built on the shards of dreams
Are just pain's another guise,
And my heart that was never whole
Will be wrecked by parting twice.

Chorus
You are leaving and taking a part of me away,
You have followed the calling of once so precious days,
And my tears are pouring as Sunday morning's rain.
It's erasing the footsteps on our ways that crossed,
Now the rain will remind me of you - my greatest loss.
You are gone, and life's colors are fading.

V2
It's the dusk of my brightest dawn -
Sunday morning. But life goes on
Under signs of submissive waiting
And greatly missing.
I'm a shadow of your light,
Giving up this internal fight.
You will always be out of touch,
But you're always mine in mind.

Chorus
You are leaving and taking a part of me away,
You have followed the calling of once so precious days,
And my tears are pouring as Sunday morning's rain.
It's erasing the footsteps on our ways that crossed,
Now the rain will remind me of you - my greatest loss.
You are gone, and life's colors are fading. ]]> April http://jpicforum.info/blogs/april/sunday-morning-83/ http://jpicforum.info/blogs/april/romance-82/ Sat, 30 Aug 2008 11:15:30 GMT Romance

The candle has gone out,
My dream's deceived by fate,
I'm standing at the bound
Of 'then' and 'now',
But it's too late
To turn back,
Walking on the edge of razorblade.
Eternity is close,
It knows no time,
But through each silent night
I hear your voice
Implore "Don't die..."

The moonlight brings the charm
To tears in my eyes
Each time I come to wait for you
Beneath my fallen skies.
You're safe here in my arms,
My lips explore your skin
That's soaked in the air
Of my love that we breathe in.
But then the morning comes -
I wish I'd never wake.
I'll reach you now,
My far-off star,
Whatever it takes.

Appease my each heartfret
And close my swollen eyes
Don't let me see my sky ruined again,
Just not tonight.
I'm water, you're fire,
And we're one silent force.
We dream and know that conspires
The universe
To make it happen, and we are
The universe.


Romance Part Two (Hourglass)

The pages of the years
Are crying of the same;
Each word - each silent sound reminds of you,
I'm counting days
By just extracting from dimension 'love'
Dimension 'pain'.

And I'll forget you, love
Just when a blind man draws
One sound on the non-existing wall,
One of a rose
That's falling quietly on the castle's floor,
No longer whole.

Through all the darkest nights
I'll have your worst nightmares,
I'll be your one eternal candle's light,
I'm always there -
We breathe the same and so much filled with love
October air.

And when the ages die,
The broken hourglass -
The symbol of the battle 'Love and Time'-
Will speak of us.
The world, no longer knowing what is love,
Will speak of us. ]]> April http://jpicforum.info/blogs/april/romance-82/