Showing posts with label poetryjam. Show all posts
Showing posts with label poetryjam. Show all posts

Tuesday, March 12, 2013

Doggerel Dance


 



Free, fluent motion
Smooth serenade-swirl
He, macho matador
She, just a girl
Suavely he lures her
Vows melt in her clutch
She covets his candor
He covets her touch

Sashay, slow and sultry
Of glance meeting glance
Sweet, sizzling circle
Tempestuous dance
Vortex of longing
Unravels and slips
He rushes toward her
She brushes his lips

Dangerous desire
Urgency implores
The cape falls beneath him
Somewhere the crowd roars
Apex of surrender
 Two shadows entwined
This is the tango
Of Muse and the mind

© Janet Martin


Tuesday, October 2, 2012

Poet's Lament





Oft you evoke in my in-most being
Hollowed indictments I cannot ignore
Passionate pleading; rushing receding
Oceans of wonder and pondering roar
Desire dances in sanguine circles
Duty remands with a stiff, solemn grip
Wanderlust whispers; temptation trickles
I need a pen between my fingertips
A-h-h-h-h…
Smooth satisfaction probes inspiration
Pulses quicken with anticipation

Muse, oh languid and luring impression
Teasing and taunting the fringe of my thought
Do you seek kinship or mournful confession?
I feel you but to touch you, I can not
Are you the shadow that ruffles the willow?
Are you the Shepherd of star-spangled deep?
Or do you burrow beneath my pillow
Murmuring to me as I fall asleep
A-h-h-h-h
You are a rebel tormenter of men
Provoking the poet without a pen

Oft you evoke intangible beauty
Caught in the lilt and the bend of the breeze
Oft, in the middle of modest duty
You kiss the moment with sweet memories
I cannot hate you, therefore I must love you
Feed on the hunger of what you withhold
Darling, I am so empty without you
Tease me; torment me until I am old
A-h-h-h,
Poet, poor poet; are you blessed or cursed?
Caught in the vortex of life’s best or worst?

© Janet Martin

Written for Poetry Jam; love-hate relationship

Thursday, July 5, 2012

On Forgiveness...




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 Poetry Jam invites our thoughts on Forgiveness

In it there is no half-the-way
No self-indulgent rage
No dark and harbored bitterness
If love takes center-stage

In it I must fore-go revenge
And animosity
It shall be given me

If I choose to withhold love’s grace
Or refuse to forget
If I’m reluctant to erase
With love the debtor’s debt…

…then I in turn heap to myself
A hundred fold the guilt
If I withhold that which I seek
In Calvary’s pardon spilt  

© Janet Martin
  

Wednesday, January 11, 2012

Lean Years




“Look Alenka,
I am returning to my boyish figure,
The result of lean years”
Alenka throws back her head
laughing as tears
bathe her cheeks
“Ach, Milosz, ve vill never
look like tventy again
And then she winks…
but ve can feel it, eh?”
Now Milosz laughs, and together
beautiful notes blend
in the warm, sweet night
Trouble will end
on a morrow still hidden from sight
Love will take them through hard times
He loves her more than words can say
So he chooses not to tell her just yet
He got laid off today….

Janet


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