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Grateful MorningUp again, much earlier than I planned,
I wipe away sleep and tame a wild strand.
The dog is barking; it's time for a stroll,
To chase brown lizards, or a green anole.
I can't go back to bed on this beautiful day,
So I water my garden and decide to stay.
As I watch a butterfly, along comes a dove.
He sings to me sweetly, and always of love.
Neighbors are scurrying to rush off to work.
That's no longer my world, and oh what a perk!
I can sit on my porch and watch cars go by,
With coffee, a waffle, and blueberries piled high.
A rogue paper bags bounces along the walk,
Where lies the remnants of hopscotch in chalk.
Then things become quiet, except for the breeze,
Just the swishing of fronds in tall palm trees.
Here on my bench with lots of pillows quite soft,
Tucked away from view in my own little loft.
Surrounded by orchids in many colors bright,
I think I may read, but instead choose to write.
Wanting to remember the beauty of this day,
Some words will stay, while others fly away.
Lost AgainSomehow I'm lost again,
Lost between two worlds.
Lost in your words.
Lost deep in a fog.
Did I miss a beat?
Is it now time to retreat?
A blast straight from hell.
Always breaking love's spell.
Diving backwards into the abyss,
A black all-consuming spiral.
Will there be a hand outreaching,
To pull me back safe and sound?
I feel like I'm drowning.
Maybe I've been under too long.
What was I thinking?
Maybe I wasn't thinking.
Why is this so surreal?
But then it's never real.
Not for too long anyway.
A brief moment of bliss.
A smile sealed with a kiss.
Visuals of my dreams and desires.
Burning now in smoke and fires.
I don't know what I need.
I don't know what I want.
Only my wet tears are real.
I'm lost again is all I feel.
©2014 Carol Gregoire
Cuddle TimeCandlelight adds a touch of romance.
Tonight is ours, a much needed break.
We sing karaoke and you twirl me to dance.
Some good wine and chocolate we intake.
A brief respite from the outside world.
Our hearts have been playing with fires.
Come closer now, we need cuddle time.
We place on hold even our own desires.
We strip away all of the insanities,
Dressed now in just our underwear.
No need for ego or our vanities,
In each others' arms, we take care.
So tired and tense from all we do.
Massage away knots with a touch.
You are my oasis, the waters blue.
For this moment, I've longed so much.
No words now; there isn't a need.
Being together is perfect enough.
Here in the present, time unhurried.
Energies renew from all things tough.
We could be anywhere, but we're here now,
And this is where we choose to keep.
It doesn't matter how long, why or how.
We're always touching, even in our sleep.
Awakened refreshed, a new day begun.
Birds chirping as they perch on the ledge.
We take our coffee
My MatchHow do I love thee?
Let me count the ways.
Oops, that's another's poem,
Written long ago of days.
For ours is a story new.
It will surely take a while.
But all that I can say is,
It's you who makes me smile.
From that very first moment,
When I looked upon your face.
I knew that this was special,
You handled me with grace.
All it took was just a wink.
I knew you were my match.
With wit and old charm ways,
You dismantled every latch.
Your smile always melts me.
Your voice makes me swoon.
So easily, you read my mind.
On every level, we are in tune.
You are a rarity in these times.
Strong, romantic, kind, and smart.
Giving me acceptance and love,
You now inhabit my heart.
You have a way it seems,
To take my breath away.
Whether near or not quite here,
You brighten up my day.
I love your morning texts,
And your sweet goodnight's kiss.
With everything you say and do,
You show it's me you miss.
Our soul connection is strong.
Ever present in each other's mind.
The love I long tried to seek,
The StormThe sound is loud from a thunderous smack,
With electrical charges as lightening cracks.
Intensified by the storm and rains undeterred,
Inside raw desires and our passions have stirred.
Outside the torrents are washing the streets,
While we laugh and hide now, under the sheets.
Drawn to each other in ways we can't explain.
We let go of everything, but the sound of the rain.
Heightened senses drive all we want to explore,
The floodgates have opened, we can't close the door.
Pent-up energies from teasing, we now can release.
We're lost in this moment we don't want to cease.
With every sensuous touch, the walls we built fall.
In kisses luscious and sweet, we surrender it all.
Our love comes easy, like the rain it just flows.
Entwined on all levels, it blossoms and grows.
The winds have died down and the rain has stopped.
We lie here spent as a champagne cork once popped.
We hold each other, still electrified by the thrill.
We could be speaking, but we choose to lie still.
Bring Me Your EnergyIt is early morning,
The sun is not quite up.
I lie in bed yawning.
Come to me; fill my cup.
Bring me your energy.
My knight, my lover.
I whisper out my plea.
Meet me under the cover.
You've cast your bait.
You've won my heart.
Don't make me wait.
Come play your part.
Pull me into loving arms,
In fields of scented flora.
Succumb now to my charms.
Drink in my feminine aura.
My Pavrati to your Shiva,
Both together and alone.
Love written in the stars,
And on walls carved in stone.
It's strong and never fleeting,
Just as the Gods intended.
United souls of one heart beating,
A true karmic pairing blended.
©2014 Carol Gregoire
WanderlustA feeling floats in with the breezes,
Tantalizing and tempting, it always teases.
Put aside your cares and all your chores.
It's time to explore all things fun outdoors.
Hold my hand and let's run away,
To someplace hidden where we can play.
The scents of blossoms touch our noses,
Along winding paths with trailing red roses.
Cast aside orders and feeling robotic.
We'll sail away far to somewhere exotic.
To walk on the beach and kiss in the sand.
Led by our senses where nothing is planned.
Somewhere mysterious in dark hidden caves,
Or magical and mystical close by the waves.
Exploring our fantasies, so we can be wild.
Enjoying every moment, in touch with our child.
We'll keep things simple, but fresh and new,
As if washed clean by the morning's dew.
We won't be bored with all things trite.
We can frolic all day and love all night.
So before we turn into all things dust,
It's time to give into this wanderlust.
Blessed by the stars and shining moonbeams,
Together, we'll make real all of o
I'm SorryI should be sleeping, but I can't sleep.
I tried to read, but it seems meaningless.
I'm sorry...the words aren't enough to say what I feel.
I feel like I've damaged us, but I hope I haven't.
All because I was afraid that you had.
It wasn't because I've loved and lost before.
It's more that I've never felt so connected to someone.
That it might not mean as much to you, made me weak.
Afraid your actions were speaking louder than your words.
Maybe I think too much, my mind's always analyzing.
Balancing new love is like walking a tightrope.
Not sure how much tension it can take.
Not sure if you'll make it across that fine line.
Seeing what you want, but sensing the fall could kill you.
Yet fully knowing I would do it for you anyway.
Then within seconds and with just a few words,
You made everything make sense again.
Don't ever question your love or your word.
It's so simple really. It shouldn't be hard.
I never will again. I don't ever need to.
And then I knew...this is how it should be.
New AgainThe sun's rays glisten upon the water,
Making the view look a bit surreal.
Two cranes, perhaps a mom and daughter,
Hunting for some fresh fish to steal.
Dogs with their owners come out to play.
They're romping along the water's edge.
It is here they would like to stay,
While children balance along the ledge.
Spring has sprung in all its glory.
It's warm and fresh and new again.
The women chat and tell their story,
While others try quietly to find their zen.
Bonded in words unspoken here,
Happy to be outside in the fresh air.
Some from a distance while others near,
All leaving behind doldrums and care.
Gone are the grey skies of winter.
For now, a new season has begun.
It is beckoning to all who enter,
Come find your place in the sun.
Where flowers now bud and bloom,
In sweet shades of lilac and green.
Sweep away dead leaves with a broom,
It's time to spruce up and come clean.
So many possibilities appear anew,
To open our minds and our hearts to.
With all of our senses we now renew,
Hello, hello, helloHello, hello, hello.
Is that you behind the door?
I haven't known you round this way,
since many years before.
Hello, hello, hello.
I can hear you by the sink.
I'd offer you a cup of tea,
if you had lips to drink.
Hello, hello, hello.
I thought you might drop by.
You always loved these barn-storm nights,
when lightning cracks the sky.
Hello, again, hello.
In the draft I feel your touch.
It does me good to know you're near,
and hurts me just as much.
Hello, my dear, hello.
We shared such postcard bliss.
It cracked like lightning on that night.
A dark night just like this.
Hello, a soft hello.
A nothing sort of fight.
I dashed a plate against the wall.
You stormed into the night.
Hello, my love, hello.
I hoped that you'd come back.
By wind-blown door I kept my watch,
and felt my still heart crack.
Hello, a long hello.
The years have left their mark.
My hands are cold; my eyes grow weak.
I'm left here in the dark.
Sit down and say hello.
I'll go pour that cup of tea.
I haven't lo
Let Venom LieMore than I could bother to resist.
Though I know how it ends, I begin.
Break each promise off my list.
Bleach and menthol can't clean away my sin.
If I calcify, then what is left?
Polluted vessels itching ever more;
A poisoned, bloated soul bereft;
Each last shred of the self I deplore.
I would break my bones to slake a thirst
Bubbling back stronger with every snap.
Fighting off screams before I burst.
Brick myself in with my own sweet trap.
Each line I spin will sing tomorrow -
Sell it like silver and watch it grow.
Lies can tarnish just like sorrow
Becoming the secrets my parents need to know.
CluesI’ll give you clues
They’ll be there
It’s your choice
Or to ignore
I gave you clues
They were there
And now they’re gone
But I saw none!
Instrumental nothingnessCapitalizing on the fears you hold inside so close
The ones you try to hide and run away from the most
From fake façades to false fronts the walls built so high
The entire world sees teary waters collect in reddish eyes
A sleeve is often meant to cover certain tender flesh
Yet this is where passions lay displayed for all the rest
It should be effortless to control a part of you
But why is it so difficult when emotions go askew
I know logic is folly and that I am no machine
So how does one control a fiery love lined passions unseen
In times of dark and despair,
In times of test and trouble,
I refuse to be in this bloody rubble.
I have much at stake,
that is up to take,
and slide in the Devil's wake.
For my friends sake,
I will fight on.
Because he is worthy of this par take,
above my grave, the bloody lake.
Mind in Madnesscan you see what coils inside?
behind these sleepless, weary eyes?
a chaos, i cannot abide
yet within my thoughts it lies.
A drum beat or a lambent cord
pulsing deep inside my skull
i pray my sense to be restored
yet the drum beats never dull
Swirling, like a vortex storm
ceasing not, its twisting ways
again i pray, for lucid form
and wait for brighter days
such a mind, in madness caught
beseeching, clarity to come
yet all my prayers i know are naught
this inner tumult leaves me numb
Heart of the Woman IIHeart of the Woman
What will glow like fire every night?
What will shine like the stars?
What will glimmer so brightly
That one will see it from afar?
What will have value more than precious stones,
More than silver and gold?
What has a price so dear when bought
But never should be sold?
Men, if you don't know, then ask your wives; if they don't know, then ask Puabi.
Of chivalry long forgotten'Tis odious that I must repeat,
these words in solemn tone.
But in this hour I seek retreat.
For I feel the most alone.
I feel as if the world has left
those tenants once held dear.
and this new age does seem bereft
of all concord, I fear.
I find solace in lores of old.
Of time when manners ruled.
but do wonder, had they foretold,
they'll soon be overruled
would they have then bore
differently, their day to day affairs?
would have they then tore
in despair, these moral codes of theirs?
but then my heart to me says "nay,
they were too good for such.
They'd still have lived their day to day
chivalrous, very much"
And thus it is that leads me to
think "Something's gone wrong here"
"why is it so, that now man too,
over morals despair?"
"why is it so that now-a-days
goodwill and courtship dead
do still yet longingly do gaze
at every single head?"
"why still do men, if even some
hold fast to friendships fair
and still do long, though troublesome
to for their friends be there?"
PosersYou think that you fool me,
But I know who you are.
Your life is so pathetic,
You pretend you're a star.
Lies and deception,
That's what you do best.
Luring in the unsuspecting,
For you, it's one big jest.
You tell your stories,
And play with their hearts.
You find an easy target,
To start throwing your darts.
Leaving lives shattered,
Trails of tears in your wake.
It is never your fault.
It was all their mistake.
Just a black widow spider,
Your new web you've spun.
You leave no survivors,
It's too late now to run.
Does it make you feel happy?
Give you power when you pose.
Still in the end, though,
It's never you that they chose.
©2012 Carol Gregoire
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