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Title: Victoria's Poetry Stop
Post by: Clay Death on January 27, 2016, 12:28:07 am
WELCOME TO VICTORIA'S POETRY STOP          WELCOME TO VICTORIA'S POETRY STOP             WELCOME TO VICTORIA'S POETRY STOP

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Title: Re: Victoria's Poetry Stop
Post by: Clay Death on January 27, 2016, 12:28:46 am
Welcome to Camelot.
Title: Re: Victoria's Poetry Stop
Post by: EquineAnn on January 27, 2016, 06:36:46 am
Welcome to Victoria's poetry stop!
At writing poems she is at the top.
Victoria, I wrote this poem just for you.
This is a place where you can do what you want to do.
Title: Re: Victoria's Poetry Stop
Post by: pryzmsticv on January 27, 2016, 08:38:55 pm
Thank you lady Ann, how beautiful my dear friend. 😚
Title: Re: Victoria's Poetry Stop
Post by: pryzmsticv on January 27, 2016, 08:41:50 pm
Thank you Sire, how beautiful it is, I shall feel it with desire. 😚💋
Title: Re: Victoria's Poetry Stop
Post by: Clay Death on January 27, 2016, 08:55:50 pm
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Title: Re: Victoria's Poetry Stop
Post by: Clay Death on January 27, 2016, 08:57:54 pm
WELCOME TO VICTORIA'S POETRY STOP             WELCOME TO VICTORIA'S POETRY STOP             WELCOME TO VICTORIA'S POETRY STOP

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Title: Re: Victoria's Poetry Stop
Post by: Clay Death on January 27, 2016, 10:16:16 pm
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Title: Re: Victoria's Poetry Stop
Post by: Clay Death on January 27, 2016, 10:16:52 pm
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Title: Re: Victoria's Poetry Stop
Post by: Divine Metamorphoses on January 28, 2016, 01:52:30 am
Poetry Shop

I'm loving this new thread for your Lady Victoria

Love and light
Divine
Title: Re: Victoria's Poetry Stop
Post by: pryzmsticv on January 28, 2016, 04:20:13 am
Thank you Devine, such as your prose, that I do read. Beautiful, they do appease. With light or dark, they glow from within your heart. Thank you my dear.😚
Title: Re: Victoria's Poetry Stop
Post by: pryzmsticv on January 28, 2016, 04:27:38 am
Beautiful prose sire, tented to all kind, fantasy ov rhyme. Yet true to  heart, they kindle thru feelings, ov friendship that will persevere, thank you Mi Lord. My dear friend😚
Title: Re: Victoria's Poetry Stop
Post by: EquineAnn on January 28, 2016, 04:35:29 am
You're welcome, Lady Victoria. I'm glad you liked it.
Title: Re: Victoria's Poetry Stop
Post by: pryzmsticv on January 28, 2016, 04:45:30 am
HEARTLESS SOUL


The heart dissipates, all those feelings, that makes it irate.
The feelings that resonate, the loneliness, that compromises control.
The luvs that it holds, within the soul, that it keeps.
Makes the mind weep, that is always losing sleep.
The darkness, the keeper ov the soul.
The heartless soul, that perseveres, with it's fate.


Title: Re: Victoria's Poetry Stop
Post by: EquineAnn on January 28, 2016, 04:46:39 am
That's a bit different to your normal style but I like it.
Title: Re: Victoria's Poetry Stop
Post by: pryzmsticv on January 28, 2016, 05:01:34 am

PAINLESS HEART

My heart stripped away, all my feelings today.
Darkness sits mundane, with crescents ov pain.
Beautiful my dark, why does it push me away!
I hail it to come and play, but it ignores my glowing rays.
Distant is not the pain, in my soul it remains.
Will it always be this way, I know I need to feel it's reign.
Part of my abyss, is it's loneliness.
Caressing my soul, its timeless memories.
Life, will never be same.
Title: Re: Victoria's Poetry Stop
Post by: EquineAnn on January 28, 2016, 07:06:26 am
I think that's very good.
Title: Re: Victoria's Poetry Stop
Post by: pryzmsticv on January 28, 2016, 08:39:26 pm
Thank you my dear lady. What a beautiful friend you are my dear.
Title: Re: Victoria's Poetry Stop
Post by: Divine Metamorphoses on January 29, 2016, 02:52:10 am
Thank you Devine, such as your prose, that I do read. Beautiful, they do appease. With light or dark, they glow from within your heart. Thank you my dear.😚

Thank you Lady Victoria
You make that soul connection with the flow of your prose

It's the heart speaking
Our hearts are listening

Divine
Title: Re: Victoria's Poetry Stop
Post by: EquineAnn on January 29, 2016, 03:39:45 am
You're welcome, Lady Victoria. Thank you very much.
Title: Re: Victoria's Poetry Stop
Post by: Clay Death on January 31, 2016, 10:42:17 pm
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Title: Re: Victoria's Poetry Stop
Post by: BirdOfPrey on February 11, 2016, 05:01:51 pm
Normal style or not thats great Victoria ! Love it!
Title: Re: Victoria's Poetry Stop
Post by: pryzmsticv on February 12, 2016, 05:12:09 am
MIRRORS

Mirrors ov my mind, sometimes turns silently.
Quickens my heartbeats, in the flash ov a light.
Memories humble me, in blinding to see.
Distance, wont free me.
In the mirrors, ov my mind.
I see, your luv ov me.
Your craving, ov similarities.
Holding me, within your arms.
Luving me, with your soothing charms.
Distant our luv is yours to see, but not for eternity.
Mirrors ov my mind, sometimes silences me.
Revoking our luv, that will be.
Title: Re: Victoria's Poetry Stop
Post by: pryzmsticv on February 12, 2016, 05:36:41 am
ABUSE OV LUV.
(DEDICATED FOR A FRIEND, WHO ALMOST GOT HER HEAD BASHED IN)

You still rise, a victim of his lies.
A commentary applause, to his laws.
Loneliness prevails, with the dictator jailed.
Strength details, no surprise.
You are the one despised, only because ov his lies.
Still you rise, holding on to him reverently.
Hanging on with your luv, defensively you rise above.
Speechless you hold in, the luving memories, ov you & him.
Venting freely, youll never be able to do.
All ov this, because he says he luvs you.
Many times I saw you, with the bruises ov his luv.
With the hues of purple & blue, all because you stood true.
Still you rise, he's your hell in disguise.
With hope, you still rise
Title: Re: Victoria's Poetry Stop
Post by: EquineAnn on February 12, 2016, 07:19:01 am
Is your friend o.k.? That's a very good poem. I can understand how you must feel.
Title: Re: Victoria's Poetry Stop
Post by: EquineAnn on February 12, 2016, 07:19:59 am
I like your other poem too.
Title: Re: Victoria's Poetry Stop
Post by: Divine Metamorphoses on February 13, 2016, 12:27:14 am
Lady Victoria

I can feel the intensity of emotions that are tearing my heart for the pain felt and seen.

Love has many different definitions at different stages.

Thank you for showing us the anguish that exists in this life


Much love and light
Divine
Title: Re: Victoria's Poetry Stop
Post by: pryzmsticv on February 16, 2016, 12:27:30 am
Normal style or not thats great Victoria ! Love it!

Thank you Sir Bird ov Prey, I have many different ways. Just depends on that day, and if my mind is here to stay or if its gone away.😚 I must inform you I luv your AVI reminds me of lion gates & greatness ov their movies.
Title: Re: Victoria's Poetry Stop
Post by: pryzmsticv on February 16, 2016, 12:37:02 am
Is your friend o.k.? That's a very good poem. I can understand how you must feel.
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Thank you lady Ann, yes my friend is now good, she finally took a stand. She got the hell out of there, and got help mentally too. For you see, she had been thru a few relationships ov the same, but with time increasing adverse. She is my sister. So many times I would have killed him myself, I called the police the last time. Thank you so much for your concern. Luv you my dear😚
Title: Re: Victoria's Poetry Stop
Post by: pryzmsticv on February 16, 2016, 12:44:11 am
Lady Victoria

I can feel the intensity of emotions that are tearing my heart for the pain felt and seen.

Love has many different definitions at different stages.

Thank you for showing us the anguish that exists in this life


Much love and light
Divine
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Thank you lady D, it was and had been in my heart & my head. She could have so many times, given her life. She is not just a friend but my sister. So from the heart it did wrestle with me. Thank you my dear for the beauty of your words. Luv you😚 my dear
Title: Re: Victoria's Poetry Stop
Post by: Divine Metamorphoses on February 16, 2016, 02:23:06 am
Lady Victoria

I can feel the intensity of emotions that are tearing my heart for the pain felt and seen.

Love has many different definitions at different stages.

Thank you for showing us the anguish that exists in this life


Much love and light
Divine
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Thank you lady D, it was and had been in my heart & my head. She could have so many times, given her life. She is not just a friend but my sister. So from the heart it did wrestle with me. Thank you my dear for the beauty of your words. Luv you😚 my dear


Lady V you're in my thoughts and prayers always beautiful!

Thank you for sharing such expressive haunting amazing prose the story behind it.

Life is full of trials and tribulations.
Learning to close the chapter is one of the toughest things to do.

Love and light
Divine
Title: Re: Victoria's Poetry Stop
Post by: pryzmsticv on February 16, 2016, 02:29:16 am
Thank you lady D, it took alot for me, but my mother isn't around anymore to help her, nor my brother that wanted to kill him. But there was better ways. My prose are my therapy as it goes. Thank you so my dear friend. Luv ya😚
Title: Re: Victoria's Poetry Stop
Post by: Divine Metamorphoses on February 16, 2016, 02:43:27 am
Thank you lady D, it took alot for me, but my mother isn't around anymore to help her, nor my brother that wanted to kill him. But there was better ways. My prose are my therapy as it goes. Thank you so my dear friend. Luv ya😚

Serendipitous how we are all united in the Camelot fantasy

Love you sweet soul
They who are on the other side too send love

We are here for you
Thank you for sharing
Love and light
Divine
Title: Re: Victoria's Poetry Stop
Post by: pryzmsticv on February 16, 2016, 02:52:41 am
BEATING HEARTS

As I drift thru the mist, visions of mine persist.
Memories ov a time, when my life was refined.
Decades do I respect, ov the mortals I protect.
Resentment of our kind, crimson was the contentment to the mind.
Feared for years, we hunted & persevered.
Bloodletting ov severe, aromas so Devine.
To luv was distant, with the beating of the heart.
Charismatic was life, as death do us part.
Loneliness is mundane, a luver I need to claim.
Am I willing, to cause so much pain.
Loosing myself, thru the facets of my brain.
With deep respect, my luv I wish to retain.
Beating hearts, no longer do i refrain.
Title: Re: Victoria's Poetry Stop
Post by: pryzmsticv on February 16, 2016, 03:06:15 am

LUVS PRIDE

Loneliness a brilliant spell, where darkness could preside.
It could take you to hell, with the distancing ov your pride.
Luving is the finesse, ov the solution ov fear.
For hells' emptiness, luv is to persevere.
Fear not the luv, that you compel.
More brilliant, is Luvs' spell.
Luv will reside,with in your pride.


Title: Re: Victoria's Poetry Stop
Post by: Clay Death on February 16, 2016, 03:10:31 am
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Title: Re: Victoria's Poetry Stop
Post by: Clay Death on February 16, 2016, 03:11:43 am
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Title: Re: Victoria's Poetry Stop
Post by: Clay Death on February 16, 2016, 03:12:19 am
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Title: Re: Victoria's Poetry Stop
Post by: pryzmsticv on February 16, 2016, 03:28:09 am
Thank you so much, for the images, my dear. You always persevere with you beauty & respect. Your work doth inspire, works ov poetic desires. With great admiration I Thank You Sire 😚
Title: Re: Victoria's Poetry Stop
Post by: Clay Death on February 16, 2016, 03:31:04 am

LUVS PRIDE

Loneliness a brilliant spell, where darkness could preside.
It could take you to hell, with the distancing ov your pride.
Luving is the finesse, ov the solution ov fear.
For hells' emptiness, luv is to persevere.
Fear not the luv, that you compel.
More brilliant, is Luvs' spell.
Luv will reside,with in your pride.




wonderful prose.
Title: Re: Victoria's Poetry Stop
Post by: EquineAnn on February 16, 2016, 10:20:27 am
You have written some good poems there.
Title: Re: Victoria's Poetry Stop
Post by: pryzmsticv on February 17, 2016, 12:05:50 am
Thank You Sire & lady Ann with poetics minds that we have here at Camelot, inspirations will commandeer, the beauty that is so dear. Thank you again my dear friends.😚
Title: Re: Victoria's Poetry Stop
Post by: Clay Death on February 17, 2016, 12:12:34 am
The Passionate Shepherd to His Love




Come live with me and be my Love,
 And we will all the pleasures prove,
 That hills and valleys, dales and field,
 Or woods or steepy mountain yields.

And we will sit upon the rocks
 And see the shepherds feed their flocks,
 By shallow rivers, to whose falls
 Melodious birds sing madrigals.

And I will make thee beds of roses
 And a thousand fragrant posies,
 A cap of flowers, and a kirtle
 Embroider'd all with leaves of myrtle.

A gown made of the finest wool,
 Which from our pretty lambs we pull,
 Fair linèd slippers for the cold,
 With buckles of the purest gold.

A belt of straw and ivy buds
 With coral clasps and amber studs:
 And if these pleasures may thee move,
 Come live with me and be my Love.

Thy silver dishes for thy meat
 As precious as the gods do eat,
 Shall on an ivory table be
 Prepared each day for thee and me.

The shepherd swains shall dance and sing
 For thy delight each May-morning:
 If these delights thy mind may move,
 Then live with me and be my Love.







Christopher Marlowe (1564-1593)


Title: Re: Victoria's Poetry Stop
Post by: Clay Death on February 17, 2016, 12:16:26 am
Her Reply





If all the world and love were young,
 And truth in every shepherd's tongue,
 These pretty pleasures might me move
 To live with thee and be thy Love.

But Time drives flocks from field to fold;
 When rivers rage and rocks grow cold;
 And Philomel becometh dumb;
 The rest complains of cares to come.

The flowers do fade, and wanton fields
 To wayward Winter reckoning yields:
 A honey tongue, a heart of gall,
 Is fancy's spring, but sorrow's fall.

Thy gowns, thy shoes, thy beds of roses,
 Thy cap, thy kirtle, and thy posies
 Soon break, soon wither--soon forgotten,
 In folly ripe, in season rotten.

Thy belt of straw and ivy-buds,
 Thy coral clasps and amber studs,--
 All these in me no means can move
 To come to thee and be thy Love.

But could youth last, and love still breed,
 Had joys no date, nor age no need,
 Then these delights my mind might move
 To live with thee and be thy Love.






Sir Walter Raleigh (1552?-1618)
Title: Re: Victoria's Poetry Stop
Post by: Clay Death on February 17, 2016, 12:20:02 am
Corinna's Going A-Maying




by Robert Herrick
 (1591-1674)





Get up, get up for shame, the blooming Morn
 Upon her wings presents the god unshorn.
 See how Aurora throws her fair
 Fresh-quilted colours through the air;
 Get up, sweet slug-a-bed, and see
 The dew bespangling herb and tree.
 Each flower has wept, and bow'd toward the east,
 Above an hour since; yet you not drest,
 Nay! not so much as out of bed?
 When all the birds have matins said,
 And sung their thankful hymns, 'tis sin,
 Nay, profanation, to keep in,
 Whenas a thousand virgins on this day
 Spring, sooner than the lark, to fetch in May.

 Rise; and put on your foliage, and be seen
 To come forth, like the spring-time, fresh and green;
 And sweet as Flora. Take no care
 For jewels for your gown, or hair;
 Fear not, the leaves will strew
 Gems in abundance upon you;
 Besides, the childhood of the day has kept,
 Against you come, some orient pearls unwept;
 Come and receive them while the light
 Hangs on the dew-locks of the night;
 And Titan on the eastern hill
 Retires himself, or else stands still
 Till you come forth. Wash, dress, be brief in praying;
 Few beads are best when once we go a-Maying.

 Come, my Corinna, come; and, coming, mark
 How each field turns a street, each street a park
 Made green and trimm'd with trees; see how
 Devotion gives each house a bough
 Or branch; each porch, each door ere this
 An ark, a tabernacle is,
 Made up of white-thorn, neatly interwove;
 As if here were those cooler shades of love.
 Can such delights be in the street
 And open fields and we not see't?
 Come, we'll abroad; and let's obey
 The proclamation made for May,
 And sin no more, as we have done, by staying;
 But my Corinna, come, let's go a-Maying.

 There's not a budding boy, or girl, this day,
 But is got up, and gone to bring in May.
 A deal of youth, ere this, is come
 Back, and with white-thorn laden, home.
 Some have despatch'd their cakes and cream,
 Before that we have left to dream;
 And some have wept, and woo'd, and plighted troth,
 And chose their priest, ere we can cast off sloth;
 Many a green-gown has been given;
 Many a kiss, both odd and even;
 Many a glance too has been sent
 From out the eye, love's firmament;
 Many a jest told of the keys betraying
 This night, and locks pick'd, yet we're not a-Maying.

 Come, let us go, while we are in our prime;
 And take the harmless folly of the time.
 We shall grow old apace, and die
 Before we know our liberty.
 Our life is short, and our days run
 As fast away as does the sun;
 And as a vapour, or a drop of rain,
 Once lost, can ne'er be found again,
 So when or you or I are made
 A fable, song, or fleeting shade,
 All love, all liking, all delight
 Lies drown'd with us in endless night.
 Then while time serves, and we are but decaying,
 Come, my Corinna, come, let's go a-Maying.
Title: Re: Victoria's Poetry Stop
Post by: Clay Death on February 17, 2016, 12:54:14 am
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Title: Re: Victoria's Poetry Stop
Post by: Clay Death on February 17, 2016, 12:55:17 am
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Title: Re: Victoria's Poetry Stop
Post by: Clay Death on February 17, 2016, 06:54:14 pm
Your Whisper



Author: Terrie



your whisper is like a song
 singing the finest tune
 your whisper is like a prayer
 that gets answered in a flash
 your whisper gets myy attention
 everytime we make love
 your whisper puts me in your control
 it mezmerizes my soul
 it keeps the fire lit
 deep down within
 your whisper makes my heart dance
 it makes my blood boil and rush
 my body keeps up with the rhythm of yours
 as we make love the whole night-thru
 your whisper sends chills down my spine
 so watch what you whisper in my ear darling
 it may draw a reaction way too soon
 i will be competing with you
 even when you whisper sweet nothings
 you know me. I'm quiet and shy.
 but your whisper always sparks a fire in my soul
 your whisper takes me up to the sky
 your whisper needs to give me a time out..
Title: Re: Victoria's Poetry Stop
Post by: pryzmsticv on February 17, 2016, 08:21:18 pm
How beautiful the prose Sire. In the hearts to conceive, the beauty of the words we read. Thank you for sharing from your heart, such memories of the prose they you have admired. 😚
Title: Re: Victoria's Poetry Stop
Post by: pryzmsticv on February 17, 2016, 08:56:34 pm
LUVING EYES

I gaze into your eyes, feelings inside, do arise.
Quickens my heart, when embraced by your arms.
Luving are your eyes, hypnotized by your charms.
The warmth IV your breath, upon my neck.
Chills me so, with the sweetness of your sighs.
Lying against your chest, feeling the trembling up my inner thighs.
With my heart, I visualize.
Knowing that feeling, ov sweet surprise.
Soft & deep my luving cries.
With that expressive look ov luv, in your eyes.
Title: Re: Victoria's Poetry Stop
Post by: Clay Death on February 17, 2016, 09:00:55 pm
LUVING EYES

I gaze into your eyes, feelings inside, do arise.
Quickens my heart, when embraced by your arms.
Luving are your eyes, hypnotized by your charms.
The warmth IV your breath, upon my neck.
Chills me so, with the sweetness of your sighs.
Lying against your chest, feeling the trembling up my inner thighs.
With my heart, I visualize.
Knowing that feeling, ov sweet surprise.
Soft & deep my luving cries.
With that expressive look ov luv, in your eyes.



absolutely sublime prose lady V.



Title: Re: Victoria's Poetry Stop
Post by: pryzmsticv on February 17, 2016, 09:10:42 pm
LUV BURNS

My heart doesn't contemplate, the feelings of being irate.
Tell me what you feel, please don't hesitate
This moment, is yours to feel.
Luv can irritate, but ov this process, we anticipate.
Hearts designate, the lesson that we learn.
Relationships, we have to earn.
Luv burns

Title: Re: Victoria's Poetry Stop
Post by: pryzmsticv on February 17, 2016, 09:24:33 pm
DESTINIES' RHYME

Dark is my mind, never to express.
Deeper I fall behind, my Hearts' loneliness.
Caverns in my mind, hanging on to Luvs' finesse.
Holding our Memories, thru out time.
The beginning end, ov my Souls' emptiness.
Darker my mind, destined I will find.
Darkness the end ov time, or is it destinies' rhyme.
My mind, is darker then time.


 
Title: Re: Victoria's Poetry Stop
Post by: Clay Death on February 17, 2016, 09:40:11 pm
beautiful prose for the soul lady V.
Title: Re: Victoria's Poetry Stop
Post by: Clay Death on February 18, 2016, 12:20:40 am
A Valediction Forbidding Mourning



by John Donne



As virtuous men pass mildly away,
 And whisper to their souls to go,
 Whilst some of their sad friends do say,
 "Now his breath goes," and some say, "No."

So let us melt, and make no noise,
 No tear-floods, nor sigh-tempests move ;
 'Twere profanation of our joys
 To tell the laity our love.

Moving of th' earth brings harms and fears ;
 Men reckon what it did, and meant ;
 But trepidation of the spheres,
 Though greater far, is innocent.

Dull sublunary lovers' love
—Whose soul is sense—cannot admit
 Of absence, 'cause it doth remove
 The thing which elemented it.

But we by a love so much refined,
 That ourselves know not what it is,
 Inter-assurèd of the mind,
 Care less, eyes, lips and hands to miss.

Our two souls therefore, which are one,
 Though I must go, endure not yet
 A breach, but an expansion,
 Like gold to aery thinness beat.

If they be two, they are two so
 As stiff twin compasses are two ;
 Thy soul, the fix'd foot, makes no show
 To move, but doth, if th' other do.

And though it in the centre sit,
 Yet, when the other far doth roam,
 It leans, and hearkens after it,
 And grows erect, as that comes home.

Such wilt thou be to me, who must,
 Like th' other foot, obliquely run ;
 Thy firmness makes my circle just,
 And makes me end where I begun.
Title: Re: Victoria's Poetry Stop
Post by: pryzmsticv on February 18, 2016, 09:13:37 pm
Thank you mi lord, prose for the soul, is always needed at times. To let others know, that life can be dark, but still will one day glow. Thank you for also sharing your hearts prose. Thank you my dear😚
Title: Re: Victoria's Poetry Stop
Post by: pryzmsticv on February 18, 2016, 09:21:19 pm
RUNAWAY

Loneliness is here to impress, the visions in the mind.
Make you runaway, from the fear that you find.
Fear takes away everything, making you blind.
If only it was easy to climb, all the walls, that were left behind.
Loneliness, I do not wish to bring.
Casting it from my mind, true luv is my song to sing.
A runaway, I wish not to be.
Title: Re: Victoria's Poetry Stop
Post by: Clay Death on February 18, 2016, 09:57:52 pm
RUNAWAY

Loneliness is here to impress, the visions in the mind.
Make you runaway, from the fear that you find.
Fear takes away everything, making you blind.
If only it was easy to climb, all the walls, that were left behind.
Loneliness, I do not wish to bring.
Casting it from my mind, true luv is my song to sing.

wonderful prose lady V.
Title: Re: Victoria's Poetry Stop
Post by: Clay Death on February 18, 2016, 09:58:09 pm
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Title: Re: Victoria's Poetry Stop
Post by: Clay Death on February 18, 2016, 10:01:36 pm
Thank you mi lord, prose for the soul, is always needed at times. To let others know, that life can be dark, but still will one day glow. Thank you for also sharing your hearts prose. Thank you my dear😚



your poetry stop is magnificent lady V.


more and more people will come to enjoy it.
Title: Re: Victoria's Poetry Stop
Post by: pryzmsticv on February 18, 2016, 10:17:06 pm
Thank you so much SIRE. but also give credit where credit is do. You started CAMELOT as a FANTASY for all of us to showcase our luv for poetry & writing books, and images for the looks. Alot there is to see, even mentally.THANK YOU AGAIN MI LORD 😚
Title: Re: Victoria's Poetry Stop
Post by: pryzmsticv on February 18, 2016, 10:41:51 pm
SOULS LUV

I don't know what to do, I went and fell in luv with you.
My Darkness refrains, as my life drains.
Embracing the pain, I will smile again.
I know what to do, leave it up to fate.
When our luv follows thru, destiny will ordain.
Dont know why, I fell in luv.   
All I know it's true,That my luv remembers you.
From a time in our past, destiny is ours at last.
Dont know what to say,  our souls fell in luv that day.
Title: Re: Victoria's Poetry Stop
Post by: Divine Metamorphoses on February 18, 2016, 10:51:30 pm
Sorrowful yet beautiful in its pain

Thank you for sharing
Love and light
Divine
Title: Re: Victoria's Poetry Stop
Post by: pryzmsticv on February 19, 2016, 05:50:40 am
Thank you very much lady D, I have what they call an old soul, I have lived 1500 years. I've been going thru. Regression treatments, to find out my past lives, its been quite interesting. To see who I have been. So I try to work them in to my my prose, as such therapy, for my blues. Your opinions are greatly appreciated. My dear😚
Title: Re: Victoria's Poetry Stop
Post by: pryzmsticv on February 19, 2016, 08:23:31 pm
LUVS'  WARMTH

Softens the kiss, with the caress ov your lips.
Inhaling your allure, softly the sips.
Luving from within, feelings to secure.
Warmth of your heart, makes me feel demure.
To taste the sweetness, of your lips.
Tells me, ov your descending fingertips.
Strength of your hands, destined me to your demand.
Erotically, we do appease.
Distant we will never be, with your warmth embracing me.
Making luv thru history.


Title: Re: Victoria's Poetry Stop
Post by: pryzmsticv on February 19, 2016, 08:45:01 pm

CRIMSON LUV

Loosing myself, within the facets of my mind.
Destined to out live mankind, this is my life.
Visions to premiere, hunting thru out the years.
Putting feelings upon the shelf, destiny forever my fear.
Darkness compensates, for not seeing the light ov day.
Feelings for being kind, distant to my kind.
Hidden to see, are all ov those memories.
Crimson to appease, with the beauty ov ease.
What will you be to me, luv to please, or my hunger to seize.
My feelings will persevere, for you my luv.
I wish to see, You my luv thru eternity.
Two souls ov infinity.
.
Title: Re: Victoria's Poetry Stop
Post by: Clay Death on February 19, 2016, 08:49:35 pm
Thank you so much SIRE. but also give credit where credit is do. You started CAMELOT as a FANTASY for all of us to showcase our luv for poetry & writing books, and images for the looks. Alot there is to see, even mentally.THANK YOU AGAIN MI LORD 😚

much obliged for the kind remarks lady V.


you are kind and gracious as always.
Title: Re: Victoria's Poetry Stop
Post by: Divine Metamorphoses on February 19, 2016, 09:22:17 pm
Thank you very much lady D, I have what they call an old soul, I have lived 1500 years. I've been going thru. Regression treatments, to find out my past lives, its been quite interesting. To see who I have been. So I try to work them in to my my prose, as such therapy, for my blues. Your opinions are greatly appreciated. My dear😚


You're very welcome Lady Victoria!

I understand it's right up my alley past life regressions, reiki & Crystal healings, akashic records

Everything I delve in my entire life!

Fellow Star Child!

Blessings and I agree writing it is cathartic

Love and light
Divine
Title: Re: Victoria's Poetry Stop
Post by: Clay Death on February 19, 2016, 11:41:58 pm
Those Who Love



by Sara Teasdale




Those who love the most,
 Do not talk of their love,
 Francesca, Guinevere,
 Deirdre, Iseult, Heloise,
 In the fragrant gardens of heaven
 Are silent, or speak if at all
 Of fragile inconsequent things.

 And a woman I used to know
 Who loved one man from her youth,
 Against the strength of the fates
 Fighting in somber pride
 Never spoke of this thing,
 But hearing his name by chance,
 A light would pass over her face.
Title: Re: Victoria's Poetry Stop
Post by: Clay Death on February 19, 2016, 11:46:06 pm
That Night


by Mystic Bliss



As I held her in my embrace
 Her arms wrapped around me
 Her warm body against mine
 Her hands caressing me

 I felt a sweet sensation
 A sensation my body never felt
 I felt her soft kisses and tongue
 For it was an angel to me God dealt

 Starting at the top of my ear
 My body shivered with bliss
 Slowly moving down to my neck
 We sat on the bed and began to kiss

 My hands wrapped around her waist
 Then slowly kissed her silky skin
 Softly moving to those succulent breasts
 My body tingled, my mind began to spin

 Soon making love so pure and sweet
 It had never felt so right
 A distant, hidden fantasy of her
 Never imagined it would happen that night
Title: Re: Victoria's Poetry Stop
Post by: pryzmsticv on February 19, 2016, 11:48:39 pm
Thank you lady D & you to Mi Lord. Thank you for your compliments. Gracious they are to me, respectively. Thank you again. Also the prose dear sire fits beautifully, in a place desires and luv.😚
Title: Re: Victoria's Poetry Stop
Post by: Clay Death on February 19, 2016, 11:58:56 pm
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Title: Re: Victoria's Poetry Stop
Post by: Clay Death on February 19, 2016, 11:59:13 pm
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Title: Re: Victoria's Poetry Stop
Post by: Clay Death on February 20, 2016, 12:00:28 am
Thank you lady D & you to Mi Lord. Thank you for your compliments. Gracious they are to me, respectively. Thank you again. Also the prose dear sire fits beautifully, in a place desires and luv.😚


you are welcome lady Victoria.




this is a wonderful poetry stop. many will come to enjoy it.
Title: Re: Victoria's Poetry Stop
Post by: Clay Death on February 20, 2016, 12:01:01 am
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Title: Re: Victoria's Poetry Stop
Post by: Clay Death on February 20, 2016, 12:02:26 am

CRIMSON LUV

Loosing myself, within the facets of my mind.
Destined to out live mankind, this is my life.
Visions to premiere, hunting thru out the years.
Putting feelings upon the shelf, destiny forever my fear.
Darkness compensates, for not seeing the light ov day.
Feelings for being kind, distant to my kind.
Hidden to see, are all ov those memories.
Crimson to appease, with the beauty ov ease.
What will you be to me, luv to please, or my hunger to seize.
My feelings will persevere, for you my luv.
I wish to see, You my luv thru eternity.
Two souls ov infinity.
.



wonderful prose.
Title: Re: Victoria's Poetry Stop
Post by: Clay Death on February 20, 2016, 08:53:15 pm
Descended Angel...


by LucIfeR



Descending...
 From your dark realm of night...
 Leaving your throne of laughing stars...
 Quietly drifting through lonely light...
 Protector of shadows...Artist of scars...

 Visualizing...
 Your beauty...What brought you to me???
 Collecting scattered pieces of dreams...
 Let me drink the sound of your sympathy...
 Seduce me with your silent screams...

 Embrace...
 Touch...Want...Feed me tonight...
 Bathe me in your unholy fire...
 Smother me in your deceptive flight...
 Steal my soul...That's my desire...

 Appearance...
 Emblazoned...Barefoot, Undressed...
 Overwhelmed...Swallow me up inside...
 Expose obsessions...Venial...Stressed...
 Nowhere to go...So I don't wanna hide...

 Brightened...
 Wings...Sliding down like the rainbows...
 We dance through vein, circles of blood...
 Burn us both with our fatal blows...
 I'll follow till the end of heavenly flood...

 Angel...Descended...
 Fall again tomorrow...In our bliss...
 Whisper to me of futures impossible...
 Corrupt me with your secret kiss...
 We both know it's a thirst...Insatiable...
Title: Re: Victoria's Poetry Stop
Post by: Clay Death on February 20, 2016, 09:01:29 pm
Shall I compare thee to a summers day? (Sonnet XIII)


by William Shakespeare





Shall I compare thee to a summer's day?
 Thou art more lovely and more temperate:
 Rough winds do shake the darling buds of May,
 And summer's lease hath all too short a date:
 Sometime too hot the eye of heaven shines,
 And often is his gold complexion dimm'd;
 And every fair from fair sometime declines,
 By chance or nature's changing course untrimm'd;
 But thy eternal summer shall not fade,
 Nor lose possession of that fair thou owest;
 Nor shall Death brag thou wander'st in his shade,
 When in eternal lines to time thou grow'st;
 So long as men can breathe, or eyes can see,
 So long lives this, and this gives life to thee.
 
Title: Re: Victoria's Poetry Stop
Post by: Clay Death on February 20, 2016, 11:34:20 pm
The Face of Helen



by Christopher Marlowe




Was this the face that launch'd a thousand ships,
 And burnt the **** towers of Ilium?
 Sweet Helen, make me immortal with a kiss.
 Her lips suck forth my soul: see, where it flies!
 Come, Helen, come, give me my soul again.
 Here will I dwell, for heaven is in these lips,
 And all is dross that is not Helena.
 I will be Paris, and for love of thee,
 Instead of Troy, shall Wittenberg be sack'd;
 And I will combat with weak Menelaus,
 And wear thy colours on my plumed crest;
 Yea, I will wound Achilles in the heel,
 And then return to Helen for a kiss.
 O, thou art fairer than the evening air
 Clad in the beauty of a thousand stars;
 Brighter art thou than flaming Jupiter
 When he appear'd to hapless Semele;
 More lovely than the monarch of the sky
 In wanton Arethusa's azur'd arms;
 And none but thou shalt be my paramour!

 
Title: Re: Victoria's Poetry Stop
Post by: Clay Death on February 20, 2016, 11:36:16 pm
Ode to Carmen



by Mark Morris





The blaze of summer behind me now.
 Memories made and recounted a good season
 Embraced the gifts and braved the challenges
 Accepting the autumn with good reason

 Flowers are blooming the birds singing
 Have you brought the spring can this be true
 Nay Mother Nature protest but bends to your will
 The sparkle in your eyes that smile from you

 Oh cruel Mother you entwine our fates
 Then misalign our fair preferences and needs
 My heart burns in my chest surely to burst
 Will it erupt in pain or new life like the seeds

 Will this be our spring or autumn confirm
 Share petals and breathe the scented hues
 I do believe such effort will not be spent
 To rip from our chests the gifts of our muse

 Nay our spring has come and summer to follow
 New memories to make new gifts to embrace
 New challenges to brave new diaries to write
 I fear not autumn you bring the spring in your face
Title: Re: Victoria's Poetry Stop
Post by: pryzmsticv on February 21, 2016, 06:40:44 pm
Beautiful prose Sire, from your heart I know you admire, prose ov beauty you desire. Good tastes ov yours flow thru, the sweetness of your soul. Thank you for sharing mi lord
Title: Re: Victoria's Poetry Stop
Post by: Clay Death on February 21, 2016, 07:47:20 pm
I'll be your knight in shining armor


If you were in a fairy tale.
 I would be there too.
 I would put on my armor.
 And stand in front of you.

 I would drop to knee and lower head.
 "My sword and life is yours"
 I would speak the words.
 But I would mean them too.

 Through cursed forest or dreaded swamp.
 I would ride for you.
 To stand beside you is an honor.
 My own fairy tale Princess.

 May dragon come so I may fight.
 So you may see my sacrifice.
 I will sing for you and make you laugh.
 Your knight in shining armor.

 
Title: Re: Victoria's Poetry Stop
Post by: Clay Death on February 22, 2016, 12:45:36 am
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Title: Re: Victoria's Poetry Stop
Post by: Clay Death on February 22, 2016, 01:00:07 am
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Title: Re: Victoria's Poetry Stop
Post by: Divine Metamorphoses on February 22, 2016, 01:28:34 am
Many wonderful artistic prose

Amongst the incredible gifts of Lady V's prolific prose

Great additions General

Love and light
Divine
Title: Re: Victoria's Poetry Stop
Post by: Clay Death on February 22, 2016, 01:32:26 am
My Mistress' Eyes


by William Shakespeare



My mistress' eyes are nothing like the sun;
 Coral is far more red than her lips' red;
 If snow be white, why then her breasts are dun;
 If hairs be wires, black wires grow on her head.
 I have seen roses damasked, red and white,
 But no such roses see I in her cheeks;
 And in some perfumes is there more delight

 Than in the breath that from my mistress reeks.
 I love to hear her speak, yet well I know,
 That music hath a far more pleasing sound;
 I grant - I never saw a goddess go;
 My mistress, when she walks, treads on the ground.
 And yet, by heaven, I think my love as rare
 As any she belied with false compare. 
Title: Re: Victoria's Poetry Stop
Post by: Clay Death on February 22, 2016, 01:34:35 am
Many wonderful artistic prose

Amongst the incredible gifts of Lady V's prolific prose

Great additions General

Love and light
Divine


wonderful surprise lady D.


thanks for visiting lady V's poetry stop.



glad you are enjoying her magical poetry stop.
Title: Re: Victoria's Poetry Stop
Post by: pryzmsticv on February 22, 2016, 03:46:00 am
Thank you very much lady D, I say this with great appreciation, as you are the star of prose my dear. Thank you so much😚
Title: Re: Victoria's Poetry Stop
Post by: pryzmsticv on February 22, 2016, 03:50:05 am
Thank you so much Sire, sharing ov your hearts desires, prose ov much admired poets. It inspires ov  the hearts of desire. Thank you again my dear sharing ov your heart.😚
Title: Re: Victoria's Poetry Stop
Post by: EquineAnn on February 22, 2016, 03:58:37 am
You've shared some good poems with Lady Victoria there, Clay.
Title: Re: Victoria's Poetry Stop
Post by: pryzmsticv on February 22, 2016, 04:05:24 am
SWEETNESS OF PROSE

Designated in Camelot times, prose that you could find.
Segregated, with different rhymes.
Never are they left behind, hidden among the land.
Pryzmatic's castle, carries it's rhymes.
Victoria's center at Eros & Aphrodites to find.
Scattered thru out, biting takes time, crimson finds.
Sweet is the prose.
Title: Re: Victoria's Poetry Stop
Post by: Clay Death on February 22, 2016, 08:10:09 pm
A KNIGHT IN SHINING ARMOR


Author: Anonymous




In this world full of hurt and pain,
I need someone who would help me through the rain.
To comfort me when Im sad,
Doing everything just to make me glad.

In this world I need a Brave Knight,
Who would never give up any fight.
A knight who would dry away my tears,
Telling me to overcome my fears.

A knight who loves me for who I am inside,
With him there's nothing more I need to hide.
A person who will still be standing strong,
Eventhough everything has gone wrong.

I need someone who is willing to give me more,
Someone I can call my Knight In Shining Armor.
Title: Re: Victoria's Poetry Stop
Post by: Clay Death on February 22, 2016, 08:11:29 pm
You've shared some good poems with Lady Victoria there, Clay.


thanks lady Ann.



I am glad you are enjoying lady V's poetry stop.
Title: Re: Victoria's Poetry Stop
Post by: EquineAnn on February 22, 2016, 08:14:29 pm
You're welcome, Clay. Lady Victoria is a very good poet & a good person.
Title: Re: Victoria's Poetry Stop
Post by: pryzmsticv on February 22, 2016, 08:15:03 pm
BEAUTIFUL MIND

When it is late at night, and depressions' insight.
Knowing my mind, is not at rest.
That is, when I am at my best.
Time disintegrates, while my mind mitigates.
Casting words, upon it's time.
Visions of memories, thru out the rhymes.
Beautiful is the mind, peaceful and kind.
Title: Re: Victoria's Poetry Stop
Post by: BirdOfPrey on February 22, 2016, 08:26:59 pm
Really like this Lady Victoria =)) Kind of know how i feel , feel free to write with me anytime , love to rhyme all the time,
dark and bizarre light and love anytime just write , Nice stop, very nice poems above
Title: Re: Victoria's Poetry Stop
Post by: pryzmsticv on February 22, 2016, 10:24:30 pm
Thank you Sir BOP, I do go thru different things, I use my poems as therapy, didn't realize how much it helped. Till I started back in April, it felt good to get out. Most ov it is true to fact. Except for the vampire breeze, that I wish to really be. So I tell it as if it was me.Thank you for the invite my friend.😚
Title: Re: Victoria's Poetry Stop
Post by: pryzmsticv on February 22, 2016, 10:43:14 pm
FEELINGS FATE

Feelings without a fate, always seems to hesitate.
Loosing desires, from within the heart.
Beautiful Luvs' can inspire, ov lonely starts.
Wandering without respite, sometimes luv is more desperate.
Lonely hearts, hold on dear, knowing Luvs' persevere.
Destiny has a heart, within in which it anticipates, the lonely hearts' fate.
Inspiration ov time, designating, what the lonely heart feels.
Destiny's rhymes, becomes so real.
Other hearts' reveal, your fate it will still.
Title: Re: Victoria's Poetry Stop
Post by: pryzmsticv on February 22, 2016, 11:12:55 pm
DARK BLESSINGS

Going deep within, pulling up my soul again.
Many times, I ascend back down.
Avoiding the crowds, loneliness rescinds.
Dark is a means to an end, good always comes ov it.
Luving souls' exist, feeling ov good persist.
Reverently I speak, always luv the true you, as I do ov you.
Dark blessings luving within.
Title: Re: Victoria's Poetry Stop
Post by: Clay Death on February 23, 2016, 12:24:29 am
fascinating prose lady V.
Title: Re: Victoria's Poetry Stop
Post by: Clay Death on February 23, 2016, 02:04:56 pm
i was but a lost soul,
 the day he found me...
 my light no longer shown through,
 but somehow he could still see...

 a little flicker of hope,
 a spark that did shine...
and that's the day i said,
 this man is going to be mine...

 he saved me from the world,
 he saved me from myself...
 no longer was my heart,
 stuck upon a dusty shelf...

 he rode in on his stallion,
 so brave and so stronge...
 swept me of my feet,
 how on earth could it be wrong...

 a knight in shining armor,
 or so the story goes...
 he could have been just plain old robinhood,
 who cares or even knows...

 i call him my prince of salvation,
 a knight of all knights...
 he brought back to me my smile,
 and filled my world with such light...

 but not only my world,
 he filled my heart...
 and if by chance i lost him,
 it would tare my world apart...

 he also filled my soul,
 for we are now as one...
 and together until forever,
 we shall ride into the sun...

 my knight in shining armor he is,
 my knight in shining armor he shall always be...
 for you see there will never be a more perfect knight,
 because he's just right for me!!!!! 



 By PEBBLES139
Title: Re: Victoria's Poetry Stop
Post by: Clay Death on February 23, 2016, 02:06:58 pm

In this world of hurt and pain,
Ill be the one that covers you when it rains.
Ill be there to comfort you when your sad.
and to make you happy when your mad

In this world ill be your knight
who would never give up or lose the fight.
A knight who would wash away your tears,
and protect you from all your worst fears.

A knight that cares for who you are inside
with me with there's nothing you have to hide
and know ill never leave your side.

I'm your knight that will keep you strong
and still keep his cool even if you do wrong.
I'll be with you everyday
and no one will ever take me away.



 
Schooner Smith
Title: Re: Victoria's Poetry Stop
Post by: Clay Death on February 23, 2016, 02:15:49 pm
Knight in Shining Armor





     
You've taken my mind,
and you've stolen my heart.
You've lifted me up,
and you've given me a new outlook on life.

You've expressed your love for me,
and it shows through your words.
I find myself lost in your world,
surrounding myself only with you.

I ache to see your smile,
but your so far away.
You have become my best friend and more,
and to lose you would crush my heart.

Your my internet lover,
crossing intimate boundaries,
and touching my soul.

In my dreams,
you are beside me,
your breath on my neck.
I feel safe in your arms,
and we've never even met.

Two souls found each other via internet,
but yet connected by a similar past,
that has survived many scars.

If we never meet, I want you to know,
You have given me back the power to feel again,
And I want to thank you!

You have seduced my mind,
Tempted my body,
Touched my heart!
Your my 'Knight In Shining Armor',
 
Title: Re: Victoria's Poetry Stop
Post by: BirdOfPrey on February 23, 2016, 02:33:51 pm
great writing both of you Sir Clay Death and lady V , and yes Victoria I use it as therapy also =) always ...and music helps too ..

BOP
Title: Re: Victoria's Poetry Stop
Post by: EquineAnn on February 23, 2016, 03:10:00 pm
You've shared some good poems for Lady Victoria there, Clay. I find singing helps too Paul.
Title: Re: Victoria's Poetry Stop
Post by: BirdOfPrey on February 23, 2016, 08:38:04 pm
Exactly why my life is music and art without i wouldn't be =)) Love to sing myself =)
Title: Re: Victoria's Poetry Stop
Post by: pryzmsticv on February 23, 2016, 09:44:18 pm
Exactly why my life is music and art without i wouldn't be =)) Love to sing myself =)
So true Sir Bird ov Prey, that's what we all need these days, be it a friend, or words too command. Visions for us to perceive, helping us with our therapy.
Title: Re: Victoria's Poetry Stop
Post by: pryzmsticv on February 23, 2016, 09:47:34 pm
Lady Ann you are such a sincere and beautiful person,my dear. Thank you for being here & and being our dear friend.😚  luv you
Title: Re: Victoria's Poetry Stop
Post by: pryzmsticv on February 23, 2016, 09:51:11 pm
Thank you for sharing Sire. Such prose I must say. Beautiful to heart that reads. With the luv it conceives, would bring any women to her knees, willing to please, the man she sees in these prose. Thank you respectively mi lord.😚
Title: Re: Victoria's Poetry Stop
Post by: pryzmsticv on February 23, 2016, 10:36:57 pm
THE GATSBY RUN

Let me take you, to another time.
Golden era, The Great Gatsby Rhyme.
Roaring 20s, were very sublime.
Where women were strong, expected to be mime.
Men were gentlemen, never thought to be wrong.
Women went thru, a vision to change their song.
Beautiful were those days, but those things are long gone.
Rich were having their day, ov beauty on the page.
The magic ov silent movies, books written about this rage.
Prohibition, hit like a monsoon.
Taking the rich and their visions, turning them poor.
Men and their money, were flying off the floor.
No longer are those days, but beautiful visions are still the rage.
The great Gatsby was not a phase.
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Post by: Clay Death on February 23, 2016, 11:06:27 pm
THE GATSBY RUN

Let me take you, to another time.
Golden era, The Great Gatsby Rhyme.
Roaring 20s, were very sublime.
Where women were strong, expected to be mime.
Men were gentlemen, never thought to be wrong.
Women went thru, a vision to change their song.
Beautiful were those days, but those things are long gone.
Rich were having their day, ov beauty on the page.
The magic ov silent movies, books written about this rage.
Prohibition, hit like a monsoon.
Taking the rich and their visions, turning them poor.
Men and their money, were flying off the floor.
No longer are those days, but beautiful visions are still the rage.
The great Gatsby was not a phase.




The Great Gatsby (with redford) was one of my favorite movies and still is to this day.


there was something about that movie that caught my eye and gripped my attention.


I think it was his relentless love for her. he simply would not give up on her. he truly loved Daisy.

truly a magnificent story with the roaring 20's as a backdrop.
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Post by: Clay Death on February 23, 2016, 11:10:38 pm
The Great Gatsby (forbidden love)




 In Gatsby's eyes
 Daisy told no lies
 Her tail of love
 Gatsby viewed her as a dove
 so pure and sweet
 Gatsby's heart skipped a beat
 Neither knew
 What this would do
 Daisy had his heart
 She tore it apart
 Gatsby was broken
 His mind stayed open
 how daisy feels is hidden
 But their love remains forbidden
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Post by: Clay Death on February 23, 2016, 11:15:29 pm
The Great Gatsby Poem


Author: Unknown




“There’s a story to be told about everyone,

A life story about who they are,

Where they came from,

What kind of house they live in,

And drive what kind of car.

This is part of Jay Gatsby’s story.

He had a neighbor named Nick, wh narrated the book,

He had a gardener, a butler, and a cook.

He had a huge house that settled in West Egg,

He threw great parties all the time,

And if you wanted in,

You didn’t have to beg,

You could just walk right in.

He would look across the lake he lived by at night,

Just staring at the dock with the green light.

Where lived the Buchanan’s.

He was in love with a girl named Daisy,

She drove him crazy but she was married to Tom.

Tom was married to Daisy,

But he was sleeping around with Myrtle.

He bought her a dog,

Or was it a turtle?

One day at a gathering,

Myrtle stepped out-of-place,

She mentioned Daisy’s name,

So Tom hit her in the face.

Anyway, that doesn’t matter much,

Because this story is about Gatsby.

He fought in WWI,

In all the combats,

And did I mention his real name was James Gatz.

See Gatsby was a bootlegger,

For many people it was a secret,

Because this was uncommon for a West Egger.

On one night,

After him and Tom got in a fight,

Gatsby and Daisy drove home.

For her love he did strive,

So when she asked,

He let her drive.

They didn’t have time to stop and enjoy the night life,

Because Daisy hit someone,

It was Myrtle, George’s wife.

She lied in the street as they sped away,

A little while later, up drove Tom, Jordan, and Nick Carraway.

Myrtle was now gone,

Starting to fade from people’s minds,

And will soon be a bygone.

But George wanted revenge,

And that was understood.

He walked out of his office saying

“I’m gonna get him good.”

Thinking it was Gatsby,

He walked to his house.

His anger for Gatsby he could hardly contain,

Wanting to unleash it on Gatsby,

And leave a bloodstain.

It was safe to say,

That George was insane.

He walked around to the pool,

Where Gatsby was floating.

There was no chance of changing his mind,

Because his mind was doting.

Before turning the gun on himself,

George shot Gatsby in the head,

And they both just laid there,

And bled,

And bled,

And bled.”
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Post by: Clay Death on February 23, 2016, 11:41:58 pm
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Post by: pryzmsticv on February 24, 2016, 12:08:14 am
Beautiful sire, I knew you admired the movie, and the luv that was desired. As your prose you post is from the heart, you have ov what they would say, an old soul. One that lived decades sire. Thank you for sharing ov your heart, my dear😚
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Post by: Divine Metamorphoses on February 24, 2016, 12:52:32 am
Lady V
Absolutely love your take on the Gatsby era!

You've interwoven beautiful images that took me to yesteryear

Great additions General CD

Love this thread of incredible prose

Love and light
Divine
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Post by: Clay Death on February 24, 2016, 12:59:28 am
My Knight In Shining Armor



 
by ♥•oOo Nikki oOo•♥©



As I Locked My Heart
 You Spared The Hidden Key
 You Broke Down My Barriers
 And Set My Soul So Free

 Your Kiss Melts Me
 You Make Me Loose My Breath
 When You Held Me
 Incompleteness Left

 Swallowed In Your Arms
 And Painted In My Soul
 Knowing Nothings Left
 But Love For Us To Hold

 My Knight In Shining Armor
 My Prince In All His Grace
 Crowned Me His Princess
 Left Smiles Upon My Face

 Theres Someone Out There
 For Every Single Mate
 Clicking In Your Soul
 Destined By Your Fate
Title: Re: Victoria's Poetry Stop
Post by: pryzmsticv on February 24, 2016, 02:43:01 am
Thank you lady D, it was such a beautiful time, I tried to interface everything that was important back then. Ov course I luv so many things ov history, that is the old soul in me. The same with your luv ov it too.
Lady V
Absolutely love your take on the Gatsby era!

You've interwoven beautiful images that took me to yesteryear

Great additions General CD

Love this thread of incredible prose

Love and light
Divine
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Post by: pryzmsticv on February 24, 2016, 02:46:24 am
Thank you for sharing your poems, Sire. I can't help but admire, your tastes in prose. Such sweet desires with great admiration my dear thank you😚
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Post by: pryzmsticv on February 24, 2016, 03:35:09 am
CHALLENGES

Challenging is my life, beautiful is that spice.
Lessons I declare, nothing do I fear.
With luvs', I once compared.
No strife, is my burden to share.
Within this heart ov mine, luvs' destiny I'm sure to find.
Distant always is the mind, but magically evil and good combine.
Then luv will reprimand, loneliness to disband.
Luv is in command, with challenges married in hand.
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Post by: pryzmsticv on February 24, 2016, 03:50:35 am
RUNAWAY HEART

If my heart could runaway, dismal is the pain.
Would it want to stay, it luvs the rain.
Wants is not it's needs, luv is it's deeds.
Miracles ov dismay, luving in every way.
Visually I try to refrain, from your hearts' domain.
Magically on to this plain, whimsically freed.
To stay away, my heart will be, the runaway heart that stays.
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Post by: EquineAnn on February 24, 2016, 06:40:13 am
That's a very good poem. Thank you very much for sharing.
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Post by: Divine Metamorphoses on February 24, 2016, 01:21:25 pm
Lady V
Old souls have gathered here at Camelot Fantasy
It's that connection that first draws us here

Thank you for sharing those of your visions
Striving for excellence is continual
Past lives, this life and the next!

Love and light
Divine
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Post by: Clay Death on February 24, 2016, 07:49:11 pm
Jay Gatsby



I am a man who is after a woman's heart
 I wonder what could ever motivate me more than how Daisy does
 I hear chairs moving, doors opening, and people laughing
 I see mostly strangers and not very many friends
 I want to make myself appear wealthy
 I am a man who is after a woman's heart

 I pretend I've got it all together, when really I am a hopeless romantic
 I feel lonely, desperate, and longing
 I touch my possessions and offer them to my parties
 I worry that I won't be everything for her
 I cry at the thought of Daisy rejecting me
 I am a man who is after a woman's heart

 I understand how I really achieved my wealth
 I say I went to Oxford
 I dream of dancing with Daisy in the moonlight
 I try to get her attention the best way I know how
 I hope she can see what I see in her
 I am a man who is after a woman's heart




poem about Jay Gatsby from The Great Gatsby  gatsby • woman • heart • the • great • jay • i • am © Allison 2010
Title: Re: Victoria's Poetry Stop
Post by: Clay Death on February 24, 2016, 11:22:34 pm
A Knight In Shining Armor



- Poem by Juan Olivarez



 
I wish I was, a Knight in shining armor,
To Guard you while you sleep.
And bring you dreams Of intense ardor,
And lovely memories to keep.

Or a valiant prince to kiss your lips,
And wake you from your dreams.
Or a poet to read you verse and quips,
Underneath the full moons beams.

I wish I had a Golden Charger, strong,
To carry you away.
To a castle high where you belong,
Where you and I would stay.

And all around would wait on you,
And grant your every whim.
And I would dress you in gold and blue,
And serve you till my eyes would dim.

But you are my queen, in everyway,
And I live just for you.
And together we will spend our days,
Just like when love was new.



 
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Post by: Clay Death on February 24, 2016, 11:37:14 pm
The Last Battle of The Knights Templar (May 15th 1290)



Great battlements rose by the Syrian sea,
 Acre they’ll talk for centuries of thee,
 On that fateful day on the fifteenth of May,
 When Al-Ashraf Kalil, it’s people did slay.

The Caliph his father as if by God’s hand,
 Lay dead by the walls, in the whispering sand.
 Kalil, laid siege with his army so great,
 Templars and populace awaited their fate.

Some, but only a very few
 To escape by sea, lots they drew
 The panic was great, fear of Kalil renowned
 And old and young in the sea they drowned.

The Templars fought like lions deranged,
 From dawn to dusk, but nothing changed.
 Now Kalil to them, no quarter gave,
 Not a single soul, that day they’d save.

The son of the Caliph now breached the wall,
 Then blood ran free in St. Andrew’s Hall.
 The last bastion of the Crusaders fell,
 The sight of carnage, was a scene from hell.

Young and old, he spared not one,
 Dark smoke covered the rising sun.
 The great doors of St. Andrew he carried away,
 To adorn the tomb, where his brother lay.

The last battle of Knights Templar was fought on that day.
 And in Europe the church kneeled humbly to pray.





Written by Masterblaster
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Post by: Clay Death on February 24, 2016, 11:47:29 pm
anybody saw the movie "a knight's tale". this was the love letter from William to Jocelyn:


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Post by: pryzmsticv on February 25, 2016, 01:36:08 am
WITH DEDICATION TO ALL OV OUR WRITERS & THOSE THAT SHARE, ALL THAT LUVS DESIRE & THE DARKNESS THAT HELPS US GROW BRIGHTER.


All the words that are cast,  from the heart's ov the writers.
Makes you wonder what is this spell, donning ov luvs' desires.
Hearts that would expire, just to be with luvs, they so admire.
What did happen to them all, what caused their great fall.
Just with all their imagination, the glory of luvs' cure in this nation.
There would be no hell,  with just the beauty of their tales.
Luv & happiness to inspire, the prose ov empires.
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Post by: pryzmsticv on February 25, 2016, 02:06:19 am
SOUNDS

Distant sounds that I hear, are not ov my fear.
Strange the feelings, that commandeer the past.
Quickens the heartbeats, ov the music that plays last.
Walking thru out, the memories that were cast.
My luv for you, will surpass, the loneliness that repeats.
Destiny is not discreet, there is plans for everyone that it meets.
Sounds ov music, do our hearts complete.

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Post by: Divine Metamorphoses on February 25, 2016, 02:11:56 am
Lady Victoria
As always heart wrenching and prolific my fellow
Prose artist!

Love them all

Love that you are entertaining many topics

Love and light
Divine
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Post by: pryzmsticv on February 25, 2016, 11:37:23 pm
Lady Victoria
As always heart wrenching and prolific my fellow
Prose artist!

Love them all

Love that you are entertaining many topics

Love and light
Divine
Thank You Lady D, that is on my mind, it flips itself around. I can be sitting thinking ov one prose, then another item pops in, as if I had been drinking. I have so many prose starts, that I jump back too. Thank you again my dear, luv ya😚
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Post by: pryzmsticv on February 25, 2016, 11:52:12 pm
SOLITUDE DEPRESSION

Solitude, my band ov happiness.
Traveling thru caverns, ov my soul.
Memories, of which I hold.
The aptitude ov my mind, crispy sometimes I find.
Depth of this design, goes deeper dark to blind.
Darken is the find, ov the person left behind.
Depression and it's Life's games, suicides to many it's claim.
Deafness ov luvs' remind, a brighter life you will find.
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Post by: pryzmsticv on February 26, 2016, 12:18:12 am

SILENT LUV

Silently I slip away, into the distant night to play.
Drifting so cumbersome, my heart is not into it to stay.
Darkness is my domain, beautiful for you my luv, I will maintain.
In the darkest shadows nears, visions do appear.
My luv for you will survive, images ov you in my mind.
As I approach, you have no fear.
Could it be, because you luv me dear.
Will my hunger for you,  become my life so true.
Human traits of which, I wish to hang on to, but it is hard to do.
When my cravings, are pulling me too.
Dam the strife, ov draining you.
Wanting to spend my life, fantasizing too.
Will you invade the nights with me, setting our souls at ease
With our luv to appease. Loneliness we will not see.
Come taste life with me, FOREVER BE.
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Post by: EquineAnn on February 26, 2016, 02:37:43 am
That's a very good poem. Thank you very much for sharing.
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Post by: Divine Metamorphoses on February 26, 2016, 02:59:38 am
Solitude and silent loves seem to be centre stage
For many

Beautiful Lady V
Sadness from many last few weeks!
Empathic people absorb the energy
Feel it as part of their own!

Love it all
Love and light
Divine
Title: Re: Victoria's Poetry Stop
Post by: EquineAnn on February 26, 2016, 03:03:25 am
I've felt neutral the last couple of days. I don't mind it as it's better than feeling sad & you're more responsive so can make a conscious decision about whether to be happy or not. I normally do something to make me happy or take advantage of the fact I'm responsive & do something stimulating as you appear to absorb information like a sponge when you're like that.
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Post by: Clay Death on February 26, 2016, 09:33:31 pm
wow. magical prose here.


a wonderful poetry stop.
Title: Re: Victoria's Poetry Stop
Post by: Clay Death on February 26, 2016, 10:11:03 pm
A Knight In Shining Armor



In this world full of hurt and pain,
 I need someone who would help me through the rain.
 To comfort me when I’m sad,
 Doing everything just to make me glad.

In this world I need a Brave Knight,
 Who would never give up any fight.
 A knight who would dry away my tears,
 Telling me to overcome my fears.

A knight who loves me for who I am inside,
 With him there’s nothing more I need to hide.
 A person who will still be standing strong,
 Eventhough everything has gone wrong.

I need someone who is willing to give me more,
 Someone I can call my Knight In Shining Armor.   


           

Anonymous author
Title: Re: Victoria's Poetry Stop
Post by: pryzmsticv on February 26, 2016, 10:55:41 pm
Beautiful prose my dear.
You often wonder, about the pain that perseveres.
Loneliness and the darkness, of their tears.
What is their fears, afraid for time to ascend.
Loneliness they don't want, as an answer to an end.
That it does not have to be, embrace the lonely to exceed.
Thank you again my dear, there is a heart to see. 😚
Title: Re: Victoria's Poetry Stop
Post by: EquineAnn on February 26, 2016, 10:57:05 pm
You've both shared good poems there. Thank you very much.
Title: Re: Victoria's Poetry Stop
Post by: pryzmsticv on February 27, 2016, 04:59:26 am
Thank you lady Ann, a beautiful friend you always be. Your prose comes from your heart, making you who you are. Thank you again, my dear friend😚
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Post by: EquineAnn on February 27, 2016, 06:42:42 am
You're welcome, Lady Victoria. Thank you very much.
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Post by: Divine Metamorphoses on February 28, 2016, 03:05:14 am
Simply Beautiful
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Post by: pryzmsticv on February 28, 2016, 09:15:11 pm
Thank you my dear friends, our prose makes amends in life we see. Luv you dears😚
Title: Re: Victoria's Poetry Stop
Post by: pryzmsticv on February 28, 2016, 09:17:28 pm
LUV BLEEDS

If my heart could speak to you, many times adorning thru.
Visions would be there, because of my luv to.
Fire ov my luv burns true, biding my time for you.
Oh how I hungered, all those years waiting to luv you
Memories do exceeds, thru those visions ov you and me.
Whispers I do recall, as darkness falls.
Waiting to proceed, for the luv I need.
In the dark I hear its call, ov the cravings that befall.
Slowly my approach, quickens the heart to seize.
Visions of you and me, dampens my spirits dear.
When will it be, the taste of you to impede.
Loneliness will recede, thru the times that I travel.
Waiting my heart unravels, with your sacrifice I receive.
Living for eternity, LUV BLEEDS.
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Post by: BirdOfPrey on February 29, 2016, 07:18:50 pm
Very Beautiful words pryzmsticv =z0
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Post by: pryzmsticv on March 01, 2016, 09:56:48 pm

Thank you Sir BOP, I have so many starts ov poems that pop into my head. Finishing them up.
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Post by: pryzmsticv on March 01, 2016, 10:10:09 pm
LONELINESS

Loneliness cascades, all over those feelings I parade.
My luv is not a charade, emotionally for you it is saved.
Visions of our luv travels on, the roads have been paved.
Romantically I sing that song, playing it all night long.
Our day will be, when we have that we have craved.
We will get to proceed, with luv we waited so long to achieve.
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Post by: Clay Death on March 01, 2016, 10:22:05 pm
LUV BLEEDS

If my heart could speak to you, many times adorning thru.
Visions would be there, because of my luv to.
Fire ov my luv burns true, biding my time for you.
Oh how I hungered, all those years waiting to luv you
Memories do exceeds, thru those visions ov you and me.
Whispers I do recall, as darkness falls.
Waiting to proceed, for the luv I need.
In the dark I hear its call, ov the cravings that befall.
Slowly my approach, quickens the heart to seize.
Visions of you and me, dampens my spirits dear.
When will it be, the taste of you to impede.
Loneliness will recede, thru the times that I travel.
Waiting my heart unravels, with your sacrifice I receive.
Living for eternity, LUV BLEEDS.


sublime prose.



wonderful stuff lady V.
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Post by: pryzmsticv on March 01, 2016, 10:50:16 pm
Thank You with my admiration Sire😚
Title: Re: Victoria's Poetry Stop
Post by: pryzmsticv on March 02, 2016, 01:11:45 am
STARS OV LUV

I sit and watch my fate, as it dissipates thru the stars.
Knowing where you are, will it be in another life,  that I will see.
Will I have to compete, with the galaxy or mars.
Amazing are those stars, pointing to where you are.
Hearts apart, designed to be, within those that shine.
Celestial and defined, mesmerized by the glimmer in your eyes.
Beautiful the glow, visible for miles.
Our hearts conceive, the brilliance of our lives.
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Post by: Divine Metamorphoses on March 02, 2016, 01:34:21 am
Lady Victoria
Love the celestial magic interwoven in this prose

Love and light

Divine
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Post by: EquineAnn on March 02, 2016, 03:49:52 am
I love your latest poem.
Title: Re: Victoria's Poetry Stop
Post by: pryzmsticv on March 02, 2016, 04:27:10 am
Thank lady D celestial is definitely ov luvs whims wouldn't you say. I think we all wish our luvs were from above.  Thank you lady D.
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Post by: pryzmsticv on March 02, 2016, 04:29:42 am
Thank you lady Ann, I wish I could to all ov you as much as you do. I will pick myself up & get to yours as much as you get to mine luv ya 😚
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Post by: pryzmsticv on March 02, 2016, 04:59:11 am
Shattered

Entombed In a invisible past, taking upon it's toll.
 A crack I saw upon its glass, so I tapped it to free my soul.
Never do I loose control, luving is cast.
Visions in contrast, freed from the past.
Shattered is the glass, dreams surpass.
Distant the looking glass, but to know.
We can't all, go throwing stones.
All ov us, at one time.
Live in glass, that could crash around us, in any time.
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Post by: pryzmsticv on March 02, 2016, 05:08:41 am
WHISPERS OV LUV

whispers from the walls, speaks ov luvs' thralls.
Never with discontent, this luv for you visually spent.
Irreverent passionately, my luv for you will always be.
Whispers from the walls I receive, Sounding evocatively.
Will our hearts succeed, with our desires to breath.
Whispers ov my luv, be my reprieve.
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Post by: pryzmsticv on March 02, 2016, 05:36:54 am
HIDDEN LUV

My heart will not conceal, all my feelings that are real.
Beautiful is my time, when thinking ov you.
Sometimes in a rhyme, but my luv is true.
Visions are flattering, always ov you.
Distant the reign, promises that follow.
Puts my heart in a flutter, never dark nor hollow.
Lonely is my heart for you, distant tells it true.
Memories ov our luv, that we found.
Talking ov our times together, travels will be profound.
Softly when you speak, will make my knees go weak.
This my heart will not conceal, our souls for our luv will seek.

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Post by: pryzmsticv on March 02, 2016, 05:47:35 am
HUMANITY

Sadness in my heart, souls complain.
Visions to see, aren't always what they claim.
Naive are we, we want to believe.
In humanity, in which they deceive.
Dark is my domain, as my feelings proclaim.
Sad as it is, I still give reprieves'.
Again to see, will I be deceived.
Darkness in which, we will proceed.
Will sometimes, ease the pain.
Truth be told, honesty will be our claim.
Sadness in the heart, should be refrained, from the start.
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Post by: EquineAnn on March 02, 2016, 07:15:38 am
You're welcome, Lady Victoria. I understand how you must feel sometimes. I really like your latest poems. I feel the same way too. It's just any negative thoughts I have I normally have about myself & I normally take my feelings out of myself rather than others. I know I need to stop it but it's an old habit & it's hard. I'm trying my best though. Look after yourself.
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Post by: pryzmsticv on March 03, 2016, 08:38:17 pm
Thank you lady Anne. When I am going thru different stages ov me. I like to vent them out in my poems, it helps create serenity in me.
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Post by: pryzmsticv on March 03, 2016, 08:56:51 pm
WORDS OV PROSE

Words have been running thru my mind, ov those I wish to find.
My prose ov which, I wish to grow.
Words become benign, growing at every sign.
Words ov finesse, can come at any time.
Leading the blind, but caressing the soul
Dramatic you will find, visions with my control.
Many words I could provide, all comes from with inside.
Bleeding words, are on our minds.
Words ov prose, helps luv become refined.
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Post by: pryzmsticv on March 03, 2016, 10:21:43 pm
LADY FAIR

I travel thru time, emotionally with you on my mind.
Memories that I conceive, ov you bowing down to me.
What visions are these, that plays with my time.
Scenes From a medieval rhyme, a knight in shining armor.
Was he the courter Ov that time, or was he just on my mind.
Castle ov beauty fair, aromas ov flowers in the air.
Tell me young knight, are you my Sir Lancelot.
My luver ov Camelot, or my visions, that I have bared.
Romance around Camelot's Lady doth fair.
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Post by: pryzmsticv on March 03, 2016, 11:30:17 pm
DROWING LUV

My heart, has always been with you.
No matter, what you feel or do.
Your feelings don't disappear, just because you want them to.
Chemistry a reaction fear, makes you wonder what is true.
Drowning within my heart, hesitates with luv to embark.
To breath again, will not offend.
Loneliness will comprehend, into the dark to disband.
Luv for us, will be ours again.
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Post by: pryzmsticv on March 04, 2016, 12:17:12 am
LIFES PARADE

How can I feel this way, with Life's nightmares on parade.
Internal are my terrains, external does no complaints.
Beauty is being entertained, life has it's restraints.
Beautiful is my parade, life is me, and it does not fade.
Welcome to my luv ov life parade.
Title: Re: Victoria's Poetry Stop
Post by: Clay Death on March 04, 2016, 12:21:07 am
what a wonderful and magical poetry stop lady V.


sensational prose.
Title: Re: Victoria's Poetry Stop
Post by: pryzmsticv on March 04, 2016, 12:43:11 am
Thank you so very much, Sire.😚
Title: Re: Victoria's Poetry Stop
Post by: pryzmsticv on March 04, 2016, 12:52:02 am
LIFE'S PARADE

How can I feel this way, with life's nightmares on parade.
Internal are my life's terrains, external does no complaints.
Beauty is being entertained, while life has it's restraints.
Beautiful is my parade, life is me, and it does not fade.
Welcome to" My Luv ov Life" parade.
Title: Re: Victoria's Poetry Stop
Post by: EquineAnn on March 04, 2016, 03:15:24 am
You're welcome, Lady Victoria. It's nice to express emotions beautifully & get them out in the open. I love your latest poems.
Title: Re: Victoria's Poetry Stop
Post by: Clay Death on March 04, 2016, 11:28:28 pm
To His Coy Mistress




By  Andrew Marvell   



Had we but world enough and time,

This coyness, lady, were no crime.

We would sit down, and think which way

To walk, and pass our long love’s day.

Thou by the Indian Ganges’ side

Shouldst rubies find; I by the tide

Of Humber would complain. I would

Love you ten years before the flood,

And you should, if you please, refuse

Till the conversion of the Jews.

My vegetable love should grow

Vaster than empires and more slow;

An hundred years should go to praise

Thine eyes, and on thy forehead gaze;

Two hundred to adore each breast,

But thirty thousand to the rest;

An age at least to every part,

And the last age should show your heart.

For, lady, you deserve this state,

Nor would I love at lower rate.

       But at my back I always hear

Time’s wingèd chariot hurrying near;

And yonder all before us lie

Deserts of vast eternity.

Thy beauty shall no more be found;

Nor, in thy marble vault, shall sound

My echoing song; then worms shall try

That long-preserved virginity,

And your quaint honour turn to dust,

And into ashes all my lust;

The grave’s a fine and private place,

But none, I think, do there embrace.

       Now therefore, while the youthful hue

Sits on thy skin like morning dew,

And while thy willing soul transpires

At every pore with instant fires,

Now let us sport us while we may,

And now, like amorous birds of prey,

Rather at once our time devour

Than languish in his slow-chapped power.

Let us roll all our strength and all

Our sweetness up into one ball,

And tear our pleasures with rough strife

Through the iron gates of life:

Thus, though we cannot make our sun

Stand still, yet we will make him run.
Title: Re: Victoria's Poetry Stop
Post by: Clay Death on March 05, 2016, 12:29:42 am
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Post by: Clay Death on March 05, 2016, 12:30:15 am
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Title: Re: Victoria's Poetry Stop
Post by: pryzmsticv on March 05, 2016, 03:37:25 am
Beautiful the prose sire, along with images ov roses and designs
 wonderful your finds and your work with designs . With deep admiration, I thank you Mi Lord.😚💋
Title: Re: Victoria's Poetry Stop
Post by: pryzmsticv on March 05, 2016, 04:08:33 am
HEARTS' LIGHT

If my heart's light, would shine so bright.
Would you be, with me tonight.
Designated, as Destiny's right.
Visions ov our luv, nobly we will insight.
Souls wish to instill, being with you, would finally be real.
Luv will prevail, in the visions that curtail.
Soft caresses ov my mind, tastes ov you, like sips ov sweet wine.
Luving hearts, deeply entwined.
You ov all, in the galaxies ov my mind.
No other luv, will I find.
Destiny holds us too, our fate ov times.
Hearts' light, forever for us will shine.
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Post by: pryzmsticv on March 05, 2016, 04:20:56 am
SOULS' REMAINS

Loneliness, is my name, mentally in a disarray.
Visions are my pain, disallowing luvs' rays.
Darkness is for me to gain, miserably I'm mundane.
Am I going insane, haha, nothing is retained.
The dark could be home to me, souls' domain.
Life will always be reclaimed, in the beauty ov the rain.
Distancing the pain, rinsing it down the drain.
Souls' remains.
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Post by: pryzmsticv on March 05, 2016, 04:39:42 am
PIECES'

I don't know where I am, mentally I've become undone.
My mind is distant, wanting to refrain.
Crawling back, into myself again.
Feeling like, I want to run.
Soulfully, I'm falling apart.
Distant my heart, but I wont run.
I pick up the pieces, again a new start.
If feelings aciculate, all luvs' souls, are there to take.
Falling apart, it's life's fate.
Pieces blowing thru, nothing to compensate.
Aciculate thru & thru, and to hell again too.
Title: Re: Victoria's Poetry Stop
Post by: EquineAnn on March 05, 2016, 03:30:14 pm
I love all your latest poems.
Title: Re: Victoria's Poetry Stop
Post by: Clay Death on March 05, 2016, 08:10:59 pm
magnificent poetry stop.
Title: Re: Victoria's Poetry Stop
Post by: pryzmsticv on March 05, 2016, 09:53:58 pm
Thank you my dear friends, trying to make amends. For time that I didn't spend doing my poems my dears, so ill persevere.
Title: Re: Victoria's Poetry Stop
Post by: Clay Death on March 05, 2016, 10:37:33 pm
Camelot



 - Poem by Julia Ann Holliday


 
Camelot, rich imagination of mystery and power,
King Arthur, Merlin, the magic sword of Excalibur.
Fair maiden Guinevere, Arthur's queen,
A beloved wife, but faithful not,
Knights of the round table, and heroic Sir Lancelot.
Wonderful places, in these stories of old,
To bring dreams of romance with knights gallant and bold.
A sad tale of forbidden love affair to hurt Kings pride,
Story set in rugged English countryside.
Passionate love affair between Guinevere and Sir Lancelot,
Bringing trouble to enchanted castle at Camelot.
This love triangle, happy and sad, thrived in the golden mist,
But Mordred, evil knight, put end to this.
Guinevere to burn at stake, to save kings face,
Sir lancelot rescues her,
But now they have to leave enchanted place.
After bloodshed, tears, sad fall for all,
Enchanted land torn apart that day,
Sad music on a mandolin does play,
For broken holy law,
The price they had to pay.

 
Title: Re: Victoria's Poetry Stop
Post by: Clay Death on March 05, 2016, 10:40:15 pm
The Lady of Shalott (1832)




By  Alfred, Lord Tennyson   


Part I

On either side the river lie

Long fields of barley and of rye,

That clothe the wold and meet the sky;

And thro' the field the road runs by

       To many-tower'd Camelot;

The yellow-leaved waterlily

The green-sheathed daffodilly

Tremble in the water chilly

       Round about Shalott.


Willows whiten, aspens shiver.

The sunbeam showers break and quiver

In the stream that runneth ever

By the island in the river

       Flowing down to Camelot.

Four gray walls, and four gray towers

Overlook a space of flowers,

And the silent isle imbowers

       The Lady of Shalott.


Underneath the bearded barley,

The reaper, reaping late and early,

Hears her ever chanting cheerly,

Like an angel, singing clearly,

       O'er the stream of Camelot.

Piling the sheaves in furrows airy,

Beneath the moon, the reaper weary

Listening whispers, ' 'Tis the fairy,

       Lady of Shalott.'


The little isle is all inrail'd

With a rose-fence, and overtrail'd

With roses: by the marge unhail'd

The shallop flitteth silken sail'd,

       Skimming down to Camelot.

A pearl garland winds her head:

She leaneth on a velvet bed,

Full royally apparelled,

       The Lady of Shalott.


Part II

No time hath she to sport and play:

A charmed web she weaves alway.

A curse is on her, if she stay

Her weaving, either night or day,

       To look down to Camelot.

She knows not what the curse may be;

Therefore she weaveth steadily,

Therefore no other care hath she,

       The Lady of Shalott.


She lives with little joy or fear.

Over the water, running near,

The sheepbell tinkles in her ear.

Before her hangs a mirror clear,

       Reflecting tower'd Camelot.

And as the mazy web she whirls,

She sees the surly village churls,

And the red cloaks of market girls

       Pass onward from Shalott.


Sometimes a troop of damsels glad,

An abbot on an ambling pad,

Sometimes a curly shepherd lad,

Or long-hair'd page in crimson clad,

       Goes by to tower'd Camelot:

And sometimes thro' the mirror blue

The knights come riding two and two:

She hath no loyal knight and true,

       The Lady of Shalott.


But in her web she still delights

To weave the mirror's magic sights,

For often thro' the silent nights

A funeral, with plumes and lights

       And music, came from Camelot:

Or when the moon was overhead

Came two young lovers lately wed;

'I am half sick of shadows,' said

       The Lady of Shalott.


Part III

A bow-shot from her bower-eaves,

He rode between the barley-sheaves,

The sun came dazzling thro' the leaves,

And flam'd upon the brazen greaves

       Of bold Sir Lancelot.

A red-cross knight for ever kneel'd

To a lady in his shield,

That sparkled on the yellow field,

       Beside remote Shalott.


The gemmy bridle glitter'd free,

Like to some branch of stars we see

Hung in the golden Galaxy.

The bridle bells rang merrily

       As he rode down from Camelot:

And from his blazon'd baldric slung

A mighty silver bugle hung,

And as he rode his armour rung,

       Beside remote Shalott.


All in the blue unclouded weather

Thick-jewell'd shone the saddle-leather,

The helmet and the helmet-feather

Burn'd like one burning flame together,

       As he rode down from Camelot.

As often thro' the purple night,

Below the starry clusters bright,

Some bearded meteor, trailing light,

       Moves over green Shalott.


His broad clear brow in sunlight glow'd;

On burnish'd hooves his war-horse trode;

From underneath his helmet flow'd

His coal-black curls as on he rode,

       As he rode down from Camelot.

From the bank and from the river

He flash'd into the crystal mirror,

'Tirra lirra, tirra lirra:'

       Sang Sir Lancelot.


She left the web, she left the loom

She made three paces thro' the room

She saw the water-flower bloom,

She saw the helmet and the plume,

       She look'd down to Camelot.

Out flew the web and floated wide;

The mirror crack'd from side to side;

'The curse is come upon me,' cried

       The Lady of Shalott.


Part IV

In the stormy east-wind straining,

The pale yellow woods were waning,

The broad stream in his banks complaining,

Heavily the low sky raining

       Over tower'd Camelot;

Outside the isle a shallow boat

Beneath a willow lay afloat,

Below the carven stern she wrote,

       The Lady of Shalott.


A cloudwhite crown of pearl she dight,

All raimented in snowy white

That loosely flew (her zone in sight

Clasp'd with one blinding diamond bright)

       Her wide eyes fix'd on Camelot,

Though the squally east-wind keenly

Blew, with folded arms serenely

By the water stood the queenly

       Lady of Shalott.


With a steady stony glance—

Like some bold seer in a trance,

Beholding all his own mischance,

Mute, with a glassy countenance—

       She look'd down to Camelot.

It was the closing of the day:

She loos'd the chain, and down she lay;

The broad stream bore her far away,

       The Lady of Shalott.


As when to sailors while they roam,

By creeks and outfalls far from home,

Rising and dropping with the foam,

From dying swans wild warblings come,

       Blown shoreward; so to Camelot

Still as the boathead wound along

The willowy hills and fields among,

They heard her chanting her deathsong,

       The Lady of Shalott.


A longdrawn carol, mournful, holy,

She chanted loudly, chanted lowly,

Till her eyes were darken'd wholly,

And her smooth face sharpen'd slowly,

       Turn'd to tower'd Camelot:

For ere she reach'd upon the tide

The first house by the water-side,

Singing in her song she died,

       The Lady of Shalott.


Under tower and balcony,

By garden wall and gallery,

A pale, pale corpse she floated by,

Deadcold, between the houses high,

       Dead into tower'd Camelot.

Knight and burgher, lord and dame,

To the planked wharfage came:

Below the stern they read her name,

       The Lady of Shalott.


They cross'd themselves, their stars they blest,

Knight, minstrel, abbot, squire, and guest.

There lay a parchment on her breast,

That puzzled more than all the rest,

       The wellfed wits at Camelot.

'The web was woven curiously,

The charm is broken utterly,

Draw near and fear not,—this is I,

       The Lady of Shalott.'
Title: Re: Victoria's Poetry Stop
Post by: Clay Death on March 05, 2016, 10:49:45 pm
The Accolade




Fighting mid the strong and bold,
His eye and blade were keen;
Marching like a thund'ring storm
On foes of Faith, his queen.

Now returned in victory
Upon his mighty bay,
Set he off to Langley Tow'r
Her summons to obey.

"John the Squire," the footman called,
And held the oaken door;
Faith, it seemed, had gleaming eyes
Like never once before.

"John! 'tis good to see thee hale,"
The queen exclaimed, and rose:
Tales have sped to Langley's gates
Of many broken bows."

"God has saved me whole and well,
By prayers, I ween, of thee;
Tell me please, my lady Queen
What service I may be."

Saying thus, the squire bowed
And doffed his burnished helm;
Struck in awe by Faith, his love,
The queen of Arthur's realm.

"Gilbert saith," rehearsed the queen,
"That deeds of thee are done
Greater yet than those of Wat
Or even Henry's son."

Tears bedecked her youthful face,
And glistened in the light;
John the Squire, as she had hoped,
Had done her favour right.

"Nay!" the humble squire cried,
"This word is not so true!
How could I, the meanest squire,
Perform the deeds they do?"

"Hush!" It was a firm command;
"I'll hear these lies no more;
Kneel before me, Squire John,
A knight shall leave the door."

Down before the queen he knelt,
He pledged his knighthood true;
Swore her ev'ry small command
With cheerful heart to do.

From his side she drew his sword,
She struck the accolade;
"Thus the greatest knight," she said,
"Is from a squire made."

From her hand the sword did fall,
It clashed upon a stone:
"John, if battle claimed thy life,
How could I be alone?"

"God has prospered all my ways;
My Queen, I praythee, cease!
Soon these wars shall claim our foes,
And Britain be in peace."

Faith remained there by her throne,
With light upon her hair;
Not one maid of Camelot
Was even half so fair.

"God be with thee evermore,"
She bravely said at last;
"Guard and keep thee from the foe
Until the very last."

John the Knight farewell did bid,
And swiftly rode away:
When the wars were hammered out,
He'd be a king in May.




For the Famous Art contest. Inspired by the painting "The Accolade" -1901 by Edmund Blair Leighton.



Title: Re: Victoria's Poetry Stop
Post by: pryzmsticv on March 06, 2016, 02:31:50 am
Fantastic indeed, Mi Lord, TENNISON ov great finesse, plus the others with no beauty less. The admiration ov words that you have bestowed with great success. Prose ov such worthiness Mi Lord. Will your heart ever surpass the beauty ov this art. I bow slightly to the right sire with the admiration ov luv you have inspired. 😚
Title: Re: Victoria's Poetry Stop
Post by: Divine Metamorphoses on March 06, 2016, 02:46:32 am
Greetings!
Lovely prose by Lady V and General CD!

Keep them coming
Love and light
Divine
Title: Re: Victoria's Poetry Stop
Post by: Clay Death on March 06, 2016, 07:52:44 am
great to see you here lady Divine at lady V's poetry stop.

glad you are enjoying the poetry here.
Title: Re: Victoria's Poetry Stop
Post by: pryzmsticv on March 06, 2016, 08:22:28 pm
Thank you both my dears, appreciated so much. Luv yas😚
Title: Re: Victoria's Poetry Stop
Post by: Clay Death on March 06, 2016, 08:28:18 pm
Camelot of Love




Amongst many, feeling so lonely,
Strange situation life has brought
And all hopes placed on one, last stand.
One that sets you free,
turning gray walls into blue skies.

Encouraged by shimmering visions in mind,
Seeking something that has already died,
Within modern walls its freedom denied.
Yet, will and spirit remain
With little to lose and much to gain,
To go on decision is made.

Subtle kiss moon has blown
To lost wanderer walking alone,
Traces of light it has shown,
Towering over his dream,
Camelot of love.

Awaken by dawn he marches on,
In hopes of finding what cannot be found.
And so his quest goes on,
Passing shapeless halls,
Guided by lights already gone.

Restless nights haunt him now
Unable to put mind at ease
Not knowing how to sleep
Not knowing how to please.

Last night he heard a voice
Brought from far by a whispering wall
Saying you don't have to win it all,
Just be your own.
Thus this chapter to end is drawn,
Of a story with ending unknown.

Amongst many, feeling so lonely,
Strange situation life has brought
And all hopes placed on one, last stand.
One that sets you free,
turning gray walls into blue skies.



 
By Davor Miljkovic


Title: Re: Victoria's Poetry Stop
Post by: Clay Death on March 06, 2016, 08:31:05 pm
Holographic Love



In the land of Camelot
Some did see and some did not
Dragons Demons and a Witches’ brew
This is a tale of a Love I once knew

The Warlocks portal did resonate
As the creatures passed through their hellish gate
The Wizard Merlin did magically appear
Warning all that the deception was near

Holographic Love had never been so strong
Lures you and allures you with merriment and song
A damsel in distress I took the call
The illusion began as I climbed it's wall

Now within the Grand Delusion
Love’s thorns put me in seclusion
Was this Love real or was it not?
And yet I thought of myself as Sir Lancelot.



 
By Winged Warrior
Title: Re: Victoria's Poetry Stop
Post by: Clay Death on March 06, 2016, 08:41:03 pm
Return To Camelot



I dreamed once more of Camelot ~ where King Arthur's castle stood.
And of all the battles fought ~ on hills of majestic oaks in the wood.
Twas there this foolish maid ~ whilst walking amongst the flowers
Saw great reason to be afraid ~ when I foolishly left my castle tower.

Over yon hill, too close to me ~ hundreds of warriors on the march
Their columns stretched to the sea ~ many carried a lighted torch.
Charging steeds and men advance ~ I feared I'd be their first kill
Would I be pierced by a lance ~ Would I die upon this flowered hill

Twas then I saw from Arthur's bridge ~ his legions of gallant knights
Long fought the battle upon the ridge ~ I witnessed the bloody fights.
On they raged; many strong men fell ~ outside the gates of Camelot
Entranced was I, as if held in a spell ~ Watching o'er the wooded plot.

Too late I heard the sound of steel ~ danger approached from behind
I feared that now I'd know the feel ~ of the lance. Fear was not blind.
My sorrow took control of me ~ I would miss my home in Camelot
Nay, twas then a knight I did see ~ my beloved hero, Sir Lancelot.

His buckler shone in the moonlight ~ high above the thunder boomed.
His sword was swung with all his might ~ his opponent was doomed.
With strength of arm he lifted me ~ upon his steed we rode to Camelot.
We shared a kiss, or was it three ~ twas with my knight I was besot.

This romantic tale recurs oft' to me ~ when Lancelot and I were young
Of the day my hero set me free ~ our story by bards has been sung
Still besotted with my brave knight ~ we live on, not only in the tale.
Our love shines on with the light ~ in a love that's never grown stale.


 
By Lin Lane
Title: Re: Victoria's Poetry Stop
Post by: pryzmsticv on March 06, 2016, 08:42:02 pm
HUNGER

My thoughts hunger true, visions ov me laying there with you.
Cradled within your arms, kissing your soft lips.
Suppressing the warmth, ov your heart.
Soft Caresses ov my mind, tastes ov wine.
Gentle my sips, to breath ov you.
Deeper the start, craving you to hold.
Sweet touches, ov my soul.
Makes me quiver, loosing control.
Making luv to you, will never grow old.
Visions ov my hunger, surrenders to you, my soul.
Title: Re: Victoria's Poetry Stop
Post by: pryzmsticv on March 06, 2016, 08:49:59 pm
Beautiful the prose my dear, with such perseverance you do find.
Completely blows my mind.
With a heart such as yours, it is easy to see.
With the visions, ov your mind.
Nothing from you, is there to hide.
Thank you, for sharing, Mi Lord
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Post by: Clay Death on March 06, 2016, 09:00:30 pm
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Post by: Clay Death on March 06, 2016, 09:00:56 pm
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Title: Re: Victoria's Poetry Stop
Post by: Clay Death on March 06, 2016, 09:01:40 pm
HUNGER

My thoughts hunger true, visions ov me laying there with you.
Cradled within your arms, kissing your soft lips.
Suppressing the warmth, ov your heart.
Soft Caresses ov my mind, tastes ov wine.
Gentle my sips, to breath ov you.
Deeper the start, craving you to hold.
Sweet touches, ov my soul.
Makes me quiver, loosing control.
Making luv to you, will never grow old.
Visions ov my hunger, surrenders to you, my soul.


wonderful prose lady V.
Title: Re: Victoria's Poetry Stop
Post by: pryzmsticv on March 06, 2016, 09:10:08 pm
Beautiful my dear.
I luv the effects ov the sparkle dear, and the glow of your art.
Its an inspiration to my heart, with prose iv which I must start.
Thank you again sharing Mi Lord😚
Title: Re: Victoria's Poetry Stop
Post by: Clay Death on March 06, 2016, 09:18:15 pm
you are welcome lady V.
Title: Re: Victoria's Poetry Stop
Post by: pryzmsticv on March 06, 2016, 09:23:28 pm
LUVS' MELODY

Let me play a song for you, a tune that carries true.
Melodies within a wave, haunting to the moon.
Words ov definition, pulling the rhythm with each tone.
Beautiful the song when filled, with the melodies that roam.
Let me hum my feelings, softly upon your lips.
With the music at your fingertips, the beats are gently heard.
Played upon the eclipse, ov luvs' moon.
Whispers ov the words, tasteful the music sips.
Title: Re: Victoria's Poetry Stop
Post by: pryzmsticv on March 06, 2016, 09:52:47 pm
HYPNOTIC EYES

Alluring you I find, desires ov a different kind.
Hypnotic your eyes, a deep surprise.
Glimmering to hypnotize, beautiful when the moon shines.
My luv for you, is on the rise.
Visually my heart, seems to sigh.
My heart quivers with reprise, when I look into your eyes.
Hold me deep, within your heart.
Never letting, our bodies part.
Breathing you in, with each desire.
Driving me, to  the highest empire.
Alluring you conspires, with the look ov your eyes' desires.
Your luv, taking me higher.
Title: Re: Victoria's Poetry Stop
Post by: pryzmsticv on March 06, 2016, 09:58:41 pm
LUVS' DREAMS

Visions ov you, feel my night thru.
Memories ov our minds, colliding too.
With the warmth ov your hand, feeling my heartbeats like a band.
Embracing our luv, takes a stand.
Holding on to you, thru out the night.
Making luv with you, without  a doubt.
My luv with you, shines so bright.
Hand in hand, we walk thru life.
in this my dreams, you are my other hand.
Title: Re: Victoria's Poetry Stop
Post by: Divine Metamorphoses on March 06, 2016, 10:51:27 pm
Beautiful and lyrical sweet Lady Victoria!

Love them as always my prolific one!

Love and light Divine😘
Title: Re: Victoria's Poetry Stop
Post by: Clay Death on March 06, 2016, 11:45:49 pm
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Title: Re: Victoria's Poetry Stop
Post by: pryzmsticv on March 07, 2016, 04:32:17 pm
Thank you so much my dear friend, your name defines you my friend, along with your prose. Thank you for your admiration.
Title: Re: Victoria's Poetry Stop
Post by: pryzmsticv on March 07, 2016, 04:35:48 pm
You mi lord, where would I be without you starting CAMELOT'S existence sire. Thank you again, with great admiration my dear.😚
Title: Re: Victoria's Poetry Stop
Post by: pryzmsticv on March 07, 2016, 06:33:54 pm
HEARTS TO KNOW

I have a heart, that know one knows.
That's ok, if they don't care.
My soul, I will always bare.
Oh how I wish the people could see, the luv comes from me.
I'm not normal to be, I fall for the complexities'.
Life chooses me, to enjoy all that I please.
Sometimes I apprehend loneliness, for my heart to extend.
My luv perseveres, for all hearts I endear.
Soon I know they will be, here in luv with me.
Title: Re: Victoria's Poetry Stop
Post by: Divine Metamorphoses on March 07, 2016, 06:51:08 pm
Thank you so much my dear friend, your name defines you my friend, along with your prose. Thank you for your admiration.

You're welcome my wonderful friend!
Definitely a breathtaking castor ov words!
Mutual admiration
Love the support system exalted here!
Lucky to be in your company of much amazing talent!

Love and light
Divine
Title: Re: Victoria's Poetry Stop
Post by: pryzmsticv on March 07, 2016, 07:05:34 pm
Ditto my dear, there is never anything to fear with me. Luv ya😚
Title: Re: Victoria's Poetry Stop
Post by: Clay Death on March 07, 2016, 07:06:46 pm
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Title: Re: Victoria's Poetry Stop
Post by: pryzmsticv on March 07, 2016, 07:20:17 pm
PHAZES

I've been in a Phaze, that has made me walk away.
Dark was my heart, my mind mundane.
With my soul, I have retrained.
Beautiful my control, but interfaced.
My visions that retraced, with which I want to console.
Bottled within myself, traveled thru my mind.
Put myself upon the shelf,a different place with not to find.
Hidden my soul, to someday place, With my visions retraced.


Title: Re: Victoria's Poetry Stop
Post by: pryzmsticv on March 07, 2016, 07:24:48 pm
Luv it very much sire. I must say the array ov art you display. Is amazing. Thank you so very much dear.😚
Title: Re: Victoria's Poetry Stop
Post by: pryzmsticv on March 07, 2016, 07:35:52 pm
FEELINGS

Of these feelings, that I cast.
Will they ever surpass, all ov this loneliness.
Would my mind stray, or would it be on point today.
Luv always, seems to play, when the hearts wishes to stay.
Distant feelings, will never complain.
Instead luv will Be, beautifully ordained for me.
These feelings for luv, that I cast.
For you, with hopes forever to last.
Title: Re: Victoria's Poetry Stop
Post by: Clay Death on March 07, 2016, 08:05:39 pm
Luv it very much sire. I must say the array ov art you display. Is amazing. Thank you so very much dear.😚


thanks for the kind remarks lady V.



I am glad you are enjoying Camelot and all the sights and sounds of Camelot.


Camelot has become a magical place and it is because of creative and thoughtful folks like you and the others here.
Title: Re: Victoria's Poetry Stop
Post by: pryzmsticv on March 07, 2016, 09:14:12 pm
Thank you Mi Lord, for the confidence, ov you and rest ov our family.
Title: Re: Victoria's Poetry Stop
Post by: Divine Metamorphoses on March 07, 2016, 09:20:49 pm
Ditto my dear, there is never anything to fear with me. Luv ya😚

Luv ya😚

I'm very much a warrior Lady Victoria

For it's the strong who admit to weakness and defeat and dust themselves off and strive for more😘
Much love and light

Divine
Title: Re: Victoria's Poetry Stop
Post by: pryzmsticv on March 07, 2016, 09:23:20 pm
Thank you my dear, I think that happens to all ov us.
Title: Re: Victoria's Poetry Stop
Post by: pryzmsticv on March 07, 2016, 09:40:13 pm
SHREDDED

All hearts will compete, with the purpose ov defeat.
Tearing ov my heart, coagulation with the pain.
Shredded my mind, plays the game.
Distant hearts repute, life becomes a dispute.
Let me walk away, from these visions of pain.
Miseries we do obtain, washes away with the rain.
Life can be beautiful, in those memories.
Distained be the shredding ov the pain.
Title: Re: Victoria's Poetry Stop
Post by: pryzmsticv on March 07, 2016, 10:00:07 pm
NEVER ENDING FIRE

In my heart, I feel the fire.
Passion, is the burn from within.
Soft is your kisses, caresses that inspire.
With you my luv, souls commit to the sin.
Your hot kisses, burn with desire.
Breathless, is my heart with you.
Savoring you, with each blazing touch.
Can you feel the burn, flaming thru.
Passions feel the rush, burning within the heart.
My soul is yours to keep, never ending fire.
Luv burns deep.
Title: Re: Victoria's Poetry Stop
Post by: EquineAnn on March 08, 2016, 04:00:06 am
I love your latest poem.
Title: Re: Victoria's Poetry Stop
Post by: pryzmsticv on March 08, 2016, 06:47:23 pm
Thank you lady Anne, I appreciate your confidence in me.😚
Title: Re: Victoria's Poetry Stop
Post by: BirdOfPrey on March 08, 2016, 06:56:11 pm
" With you my love souls commit to the sin " that line resonates a lot with me great poems all of these * Tip of my hat to you Lady V =)
Title: Re: Victoria's Poetry Stop
Post by: pryzmsticv on March 08, 2016, 07:05:38 pm
UNSEEN

My heart has gone away, dont know where it has gone to stay.
In the dark, I Will have to say.
When my heart, doesn't want to play.
The ****, comes out in me.
Hardly, is she ever seen.
She can be, a mean dam queen.
This is not, what I want you to see.
It is not the real me, only when people are mean.
Normality for me, will never be visually.
It is how I feel, it is almost congeal.
Sometimes irate, turned in never to see.
Visions in my mind, devised by the mean ov mankind.
Hatefulness is everywhere, to be alone without a care.
I am designed to beware, loneliness without a scare.
Title: Re: Victoria's Poetry Stop
Post by: pryzmsticv on March 08, 2016, 07:09:31 pm
Thank you very much Sir Bird ov Prey. As I have a habit ov speaking the pain that's felt at times, even though it is from my past. People you can't move forward if you don't forget your past. You need to remember, to keep from slumbering thru life. Thank my friend😚
Title: Re: Victoria's Poetry Stop
Post by: BirdOfPrey on March 08, 2016, 07:30:30 pm
Yes, I understand completely have to face past to move forward and remember  ... I write about pain a lot too it just has its phases..all of its therapy as well ...welcome my friend  Victoria anytime =) Love your poems they remind me of my past at times honestly is why I'm fond of them =)
Title: Re: Victoria's Poetry Stop
Post by: pryzmsticv on March 08, 2016, 11:03:33 pm
DISTANT LUV

I sit and think of you, every moment I am awake.
In my dreams, my luv, you forsake.
With my feelings, my heart is at stake.
Tell me it is not a game, that for me, you feel the same.
You are, my heart and soul.
Though Distant, our luv will grow.
With Thoughts ov you, I do not pretend.
From loneliness, we will ascend.
Destiny sent you to me, in time we will luv reverently.
We will continue on,  my soul yours to take.
Title: Re: Victoria's Poetry Stop
Post by: Clay Death on March 08, 2016, 11:07:29 pm
UNSEEN

My heart has gone away, dont know where it has gone to stay.
In the dark, I Will have to say.
When my heart, doesn't want to play.
The ****, comes out in me.
Hardly, is she ever seen.
She can be, a mean dam queen.
This is not, what I want you to see.
It is not the real me, only when people are mean.
Normality for me, will never be visually.
It is how I feel, it is almost congeal.
Sometimes irate, turned in never to see.
Visions in my mind, devised by the mean ov mankind.
Hatefulness is everywhere, to be alone without a care.
I am designed to beware, loneliness without a scare.



magnificent prose lady V.
Title: Re: Victoria's Poetry Stop
Post by: pryzmsticv on March 09, 2016, 04:55:38 am
With great admiration, Thank You for the desire ov doing my prose, Mi Lord 😚
Title: Re: Victoria's Poetry Stop
Post by: EquineAnn on March 09, 2016, 07:06:17 am
You're welcome, Lady Victoria. Thank you very much for your appreciation. I love most of your poems.
Title: Re: Victoria's Poetry Stop
Post by: pryzmsticv on March 09, 2016, 06:56:17 pm
Thank you Lady Anne, as I do yours. My dear friend.😚
Title: Re: Victoria's Poetry Stop
Post by: pryzmsticv on March 09, 2016, 08:05:07 pm
LUVS' LIGHT visually

To you I will not lie, you are that look in my eyes.
That glimmer, that makes them shine.
Should be no surprise, our life I had visualized.
In time, I know it will be.
Our luv is a mystery, this life is explored.
With you I have adored, we have lived life thru out history.
Mundane I do not see, my heart sees luv visually.
It's Not within a crystal ball, that my name gets called.
It's Thru the light ov destiny, that our souls do fall.
Title: Re: Victoria's Poetry Stop
Post by: BirdOfPrey on March 09, 2016, 08:34:12 pm
Yes our souls do fall indeed,
Beautiful Lady V
But together in misery is
well fine with me at time its all we have to cling.

=)

great poem Victoria =)
Title: Re: Victoria's Poetry Stop
Post by: pryzmsticv on March 09, 2016, 08:59:46 pm
DARK DECEPTION

Depression is ov me, dark is my life to be.
Nothing different I concede, sometimes worse to proceed.
I engrave the pain, ov misery to sustain.
Alone I will discipline myself, Bringing my soul back to life.
Depression becomes me, with nothing do I flee
Embracing the dark, freeing the fire from within.
Engaging the spark, life breaths again.
Dark deceives the sin, that comes from within.
Title: Re: Victoria's Poetry Stop
Post by: pryzmsticv on March 09, 2016, 11:21:41 pm
BLEEDING SOULS

I don't know, what my heart will say,
Ov my visions seen today.
With loneliness I do care, my heart visits with a stare.
Bathed in the beauty, ov the night.
My soul breathes, with delight.
Dark creeps in, wreathing from the light.
Touching your heart, so insane the invite.
Traveling thru your veins, feeling that pain.
Depths ov your heart, feeling me, with the serenity ov the vein.
The refreshment Ov your soul.
I celebrate my luv to you, because ov my control.
Loneliness I drift on, prisons ov my dawns.
Sights unseen, deep my retreats.
Scenes I hope to repeat.
Visions ov my memories rule, cabernet Ov the crimsons' brew.
Holding to your luv, to be held as true.
Title: Re: Victoria's Poetry Stop
Post by: pryzmsticv on March 09, 2016, 11:27:21 pm
Thank you Sir Bird ov Prey.
 Visions ov my mind does reign, over my time some days.
Then all do rhyme ov the mundane, captivating my pain. Thank you again😚
Title: Re: Victoria's Poetry Stop
Post by: Clay Death on March 09, 2016, 11:38:54 pm
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Title: Re: Victoria's Poetry Stop
Post by: Divine Metamorphoses on March 10, 2016, 02:14:35 am
I feel your expressive pain
Thank you for sharing oh prolific Lady V!
Beautiful
Love and light 😚
Divine
Title: Re: Victoria's Poetry Stop
Post by: pryzmsticv on March 10, 2016, 10:40:30 pm
Thank you so very much Lady D.
Prolific, we all are my dear.
That's what makes us, persevere with the pain & beauty ov our rhymes.
Title: Re: Victoria's Poetry Stop
Post by: pryzmsticv on March 10, 2016, 10:59:03 pm
TEARS TO CRY

If loneliness was unaware, with all of those, with who it shares.
Would it come back, to bare the souls, ov those that care.
If luv could pass you by, with out making you cry.
Then life would not be mundane, with a lesson to try.
Loneliness has amounted, to happier times, to be there.
So thru times, we will hesitate.
Title: Re: Victoria's Poetry Stop
Post by: pryzmsticv on March 10, 2016, 11:25:05 pm
DARK FATE

Lonely as I sit and wait, darken is my fate.
How I would luv, to just fly away.
Deadening the pain, being able to refrain.
Loneliness to dissipate, thoughts ramble thru.
Wishing I could emancipate, my visions ov you.
They are instilled, deep within my heart ov steal.
Drowning in my heart, I hesitate with my luv to embark.
To breath again, does not offend.
Loneliness doesn't comprehend, ov visions that are sent.
Fate will compensate, for the fears ov my heart.
Title: Re: Victoria's Poetry Stop
Post by: pryzmsticv on March 11, 2016, 12:45:58 am
FAMILY ABOVE
(Dedicated to my brother who died for a dream ov a kidney, Mar 11 1994)

I don't know, what ill see.
When my life, runs out on me.
Distant my luv, will always be.
There will be, no changing ov me.
TPainfully, it hurt forever to be, your referee.
You were big Part ov my life, younger you were to your blight.
Then for you, not able to say goodbye.

You leave me and die.
No longer will you I see, so I cry.
You live only, in my memories.
My brother, you will always be.
I will see you again, this I say to you.
Someday I'll be, with you up above.
Amen, my brother you I luv.


Title: Re: Victoria's Poetry Stop
Post by: Divine Metamorphoses on March 11, 2016, 12:54:59 am
Amen n beautiful

Blessings sweet Lady Victoria
They think n watch over us all the time

Love n light
Divine
Title: Re: Victoria's Poetry Stop
Post by: EquineAnn on March 11, 2016, 01:52:20 am
I love your last poem, Lady Victoria. I can understand how you must feel. It's very upsetting & we miss them. I hope you're o.k. I lost 1 of my sister's when I was 12 to cancer. It was devastating to see how it destroyed her.
Title: Re: Victoria's Poetry Stop
Post by: Clay Death on March 11, 2016, 05:50:55 pm
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Title: Re: Victoria's Poetry Stop
Post by: Clay Death on March 11, 2016, 11:51:51 pm
By  G. K. Chesterton




The Myth of Arthur



O learned man who never learned to learn,
 Save to deduce, by timid steps and small,
 From towering smoke that fire can never burn
 And from tall tales that men were never tall.
 Say, have you thought what manner of man it is
 Of who men say "He could strike giants down" ?
 Or what strong memories over time's abyss
 Bore up the pomp of Camelot and the crown.
 And why one banner all the background fills,
 Beyond the pageants of so many spears,
 And by what witchery in the western hills
 A throne stands empty for a thousand years.
 Who hold, unheeding this immense impact,
 Immortal story for a mortal sin;
 Lest human fable touch historic fact,
 Chase myths like moths, and fight them with a pin.
 Take comfort; rest--there needs not this ado.
 You shall not be a myth, I promise you.
Title: Re: Victoria's Poetry Stop
Post by: Clay Death on March 11, 2016, 11:59:55 pm
Eugene Field Poems




A proper trewe idyll of Camelot





Whenas ye plaisaunt Aperille shoures have washed and purged awaye
 Ye poysons and ye rheums of earth to make a merrie May,
 Ye shraddy boscage of ye woods ben full of birds that syng
 Right merrilie a madrigal unto ye waking spring,
 Ye whiles that when ye face of earth ben washed and wiped ycleane
 Her peeping posies blink and stare like they had ben her een;

 Then, wit ye well, ye harte of man ben turned to thoughts of love,
 And, tho' it ben a lyon erst, it now ben like a dove!
 And many a goodly damosel in innocence beguiles
 Her owne trewe love with sweet discourse and divers plaisaunt wiles.
 In soche a time ye noblesse liege that ben Kyng Arthure hight
 Let cry a joust and tournament for evereche errant knyght,
 And, lo! from distant Joyous-garde and eche adjacent spot
 A company of noblesse lords fared unto Camelot,
 Wherein were mighty feastings and passing merrie cheere,
 And eke a deale of dismal dole, as you shall quickly heare.

 It so befell upon a daye when jousts ben had and while
 Sir Launcelot did ramp around ye ring in gallaunt style,
 There came an horseman shriking sore and rashing wildly home,--
 A mediaeval horseman with ye usual flecks of foame;
 And he did brast into ye ring, wherein his horse did drop,
 Upon ye which ye rider did with like abruptness stop,
 And with fatigue and fearfulness continued in a swound
 Ye space of half an hour or more before a leech was founde.
 "Now tell me straight," quod Launcelot, "what varlet knyght you be,
 Ere that I chine you with my sworde and cleave your harte in three!"
 Then rolled that knyght his bloudy een, and answered with a groane,--
 "By worthy God that hath me made and shope ye sun and mone,
 There fareth hence an evil thing whose like ben never seene,
 And tho' he sayeth nony worde, he bode the ill, I ween.
 So take your parting, evereche one, and gird you for ye fraye,
 By all that's pure, ye Divell sure doth trend his path this way!"
 Ye which he quoth and fell again into a deadly swound,
 And on that spot, perchance (God wot), his bones mought yet be founde.

 Then evereche knight girt on his sworde and shield and hied him straight
 To meet ye straunger sarasen hard by ye city gate;
 Full sorely moaned ye damosels and tore their beautyse haire
 For that they feared an hippogriff wolde come to eate them there;
 But as they moaned and swounded there too numerous to relate,
 Kyng Arthure and Sir Launcelot stode at ye city gate,
 And at eche side and round about stode many a noblesse knyght
 With helm and speare and sworde and shield and mickle valor dight.

 Anon there came a straunger, but not a gyaunt grim,
 Nor yet a draggon,--but a person gangling, long, and slim;
 Yclad he was in guise that ill-beseemed those knyghtly days,
 And there ben nony etiquette in his uplandish ways;
 His raiment was of dusty gray, and perched above his lugs
 There ben the very latest style of blacke and shiny pluggs;
 His nose ben like a vulture beake, his blie ben swart of hue,
 And curly ben ye whiskers through ye which ye zephyrs blewe;
 Of all ye een that ben yseene in countries far or nigh,
 None nonywhere colde hold compare unto that straunger's eye;
 It was an eye of soche a kind as never ben on sleepe,
 Nor did it gleam with kindly beame, nor did not use to weepe;
 But soche an eye ye widdow hath,--an hongrey eye and wan,
 That spyeth for an oder chaunce whereby she may catch on;
 An eye that winketh of itself, and sayeth by that winke
 Ye which a maiden sholde not knowe nor never even thinke;
 Which winke ben more exceeding swift nor human thought ben thunk,
 And leaveth doubting if so be that winke ben really wunke;
 And soch an eye ye catte-fysshe hath when that he ben on dead
 And boyled a goodly time and served with capers on his head;
 A rayless eye, a bead-like eye, whose famisht aspect shows
 It hungereth for ye verdant banks whereon ye wild time grows;
 An eye that hawketh up and down for evereche kind of game,
 And, when he doth espy ye which, he tumbleth to ye same.

 Now when he kenned Sir Launcelot in armor clad, he quod,
 "Another put-a-nickel-in-and-see-me-work, be god!"
 But when that he was ware a man ben standing in that suit,
 Ye straunger threw up both his hands, and asked him not to shoote.

 Then spake Kyng Arthure: "If soe be you mind to do no ill,
 Come, enter into Camelot, and eat and drink your fill;
 But say me first what you are hight, and what mought be your quest."
 Ye straunger quod, "I'm five feet ten, and fare me from ye West!"
 "Sir Fivefeetten," Kyng Arthure said, "I bid you welcome here;
 So make you merrie as you list with plaisaunt wine and cheere;
 This very night shall be a feast soche like ben never seene,
 And you shall be ye honored guest of Arthure and his queene.
 Now take him, good sir Maligraunce, and entertain him well
 Until soche time as he becomes our guest, as I you tell."

 That night Kyng Arthure's table round with mighty care ben spread,
 Ye oder knyghts sate all about, and Arthure at ye heade:
 Oh, 't was a goodly spectacle to ken that noblesse liege
 Dispensing hospitality from his commanding siege!
 Ye pheasant and ye meate of boare, ye haunch of velvet doe,
 Ye canvass hamme he them did serve, and many good things moe.
 Until at last Kyng Arthure cried: "Let bring my wassail cup,
 And let ye sound of joy go round,--I'm going to set 'em up!
 I've pipes of Malmsey, May-wine, sack, metheglon, mead, and sherry,
 Canary, Malvoisie, and Port, swete Muscadelle and perry;
 Rochelle, Osey, and Romenay, Tyre, Rhenish, posset too,
 With kags and pails of foaming ales of brown October brew.
 To wine and beer and other cheere I pray you now despatch ye,
 And for ensample, wit ye well, sweet sirs, I'm looking at ye!"

 Unto which toast of their liege lord ye oders in ye party
 Did lout them low in humble wise and bid ye same drink hearty.
 So then ben merrisome discourse and passing plaisaunt cheere,
 And Arthure's tales of hippogriffs ben mervaillous to heare;
 But stranger far than any tale told of those knyghts of old
 Ben those facetious narratives ye Western straunger told.
 He told them of a country many leagues beyond ye sea
 Where evereche forraine nuisance but ye Chinese man ben free,
 And whiles he span his monstrous yarns, ye ladies of ye court
 Did deem ye listening thereunto to be right plaisaunt sport;
 And whiles they listened, often he did squeeze a lily hande,
 Ye which proceeding ne'er before ben done in Arthure's lande;
 And often wank a sidelong wink with either roving eye,
 Whereat ye ladies laughen so that they had like to die.
 But of ye damosels that sat around Kyng Arthure's table
 He liked not her that sometime ben ron over by ye cable,
 Ye which full evil hap had harmed and marked her person so
 That in a passing wittie jest he dubbeth her ye crow.

 But all ye oders of ye girls did please him passing well
 And they did own him for to be a proper seeming swell;
 And in especial Guinevere esteemed him wondrous faire,
 Which had made Arthure and his friend, Sir Launcelot, to sware
 But that they both ben so far gone with posset, wine, and beer,
 They colde not see ye carrying-on, nor neither colde not heare;
 For of eche liquor Arthure quafft, and so did all ye rest,
 Save only and excepting that smooth straunger from the West.
 When as these oders drank a toast, he let them have their fun
 With divers godless mixings, but he stock to willow run,
 Ye which (and all that reade these words sholde profit by ye warning)
 Doth never make ye head to feel like it ben swelled next morning.
 Now, wit ye well, it so befell that when the night grew dim,
 Ye Kyng was carried from ye hall with a howling jag on him,
 Whiles Launcelot and all ye rest that to his highness toadied
 Withdrew them from ye banquet-hall and sought their couches loaded.

 Now, lithe and listen, lordings all, whiles I do call it shame
 That, making cheer with wine and beer, men do abuse ye same;
 Though eche be well enow alone, ye mixing of ye two
 Ben soche a piece of foolishness as only ejiots do.
 Ye wine is plaisaunt bibbing whenas ye gentles dine,
 And beer will do if one hath not ye wherewithal for wine,
 But in ye drinking of ye same ye wise are never floored
 By taking what ye tipplers call too big a jag on board.
 Right hejeous is it for to see soche dronkonness of wine
 Whereby some men are used to make themselves to be like swine;
 And sorely it repenteth them, for when they wake next day
 Ye fearful paynes they suffer ben soche as none mought say,
 And soche ye brenning in ye throat and brasting of ye head
 And soche ye taste within ye mouth like one had been on dead,--Soche
 be ye foul conditions that these unhappy men
 Sware they will never drink no drop of nony drinke again.
 Yet all so frail and vain a thing and weak withal is man
 That he goeth on an oder tear whenever that he can.
 And like ye evil quatern or ye hills that skirt ye skies,
 Ye jag is reproductive and jags on jags arise.

 Whenas Aurora from ye east in dewy splendor hied
 King Arthure dreemed he saw a snaix and ben on fire inside,
 And waking from this hejeous dreeme he sate him up in bed,--
 "What, ho! an absynthe cocktail, knave! and make it strong!" he said;
 Then, looking down beside him, lo! his lady was not there--
 He called, he searched, but, Goddis wounds! he found her nonywhere;
 And whiles he searched, Sir Maligraunce rashed in, wood wroth, and cried,
 "Methinketh that ye straunger knyght hath snuck away my bride!"
 And whiles he spake a motley score of other knyghts brast in
 And filled ye royall chamber with a mickle fearfull din,
 For evereche one had lost his wiffe nor colde not spye ye same,
 Nor colde not spye ye straunger knyght, Sir Fivefeetten of name.

 Oh, then and there was grevious lamentation all arounde,
 For nony dame nor damosel in Camelot ben found,--
 Gone, like ye forest leaves that speed afore ye autumn wind.
 Of all ye ladies of that court not one ben left behind
 Save only that same damosel ye straunger called ye crow,
 And she allowed with moche regret she ben too lame to go;
 And when that she had wept full sore, to Arthure she confess'd
 That Guinevere had left this word for Arthure and ye rest:
 "Tell them," she quod, "we shall return to them whenas we've made
 This little deal we have with ye Chicago Bourde of Trade."
Title: Re: Victoria's Poetry Stop
Post by: pryzmsticv on March 12, 2016, 02:45:15 am
OMG I Luved them, I Luved the medieval language it was done in. If I didn't know better, I swear it was Scottish, for as you read it. You find thyself reading with sound that portrays. Visually it doth find. I Dinna Ken a little Scottish. Not much. Thank you again my dear. Such a find, I knew with your mind & soul, you could find.
Title: Re: Victoria's Poetry Stop
Post by: pryzmsticv on March 12, 2016, 11:18:20 pm
HAUNTING

Haunted by my life, destiny chases me.
Beautifully I apprehend, the visions I have seen.
Knowing there is luv to find, in hidden scenes.
Mystically hiding there, are destinies' designs.
I've been distant in my mind, some ov my visions, they've been blind.
Traveling in times, visions ov happiness, my heart has fears.
Even though, when waiting for luv.
I persevere, shining you are, my dear.
Celestial lights, glowing our way.
Visually I portray,we are in Luvs' play.
I contribute my luv to you, because ov your soul.
Visions ov my memories, commemorate luvs' rules.
Haunting me, luvs is no fool.
Title: Re: Victoria's Poetry Stop
Post by: pryzmsticv on March 13, 2016, 07:33:31 pm
NIGHT LIFE


Defying me ov my soul, dark ov me takes control.
Alleys' ov the bleak, where darkness takes its tolls.
Visions play with my time, ov what I wish to see.
As a creature ov the night, invisible I must hide.
My Destiny has no light, to human touch I am blind.
Only do I have sight, when crimson peaks.
The essence, ov which I seek.
Title: Re: Victoria's Poetry Stop
Post by: Clay Death on March 13, 2016, 10:27:28 pm
By Sara Teasdale



Guenevere


 
I was a queen, and I have lost my crown;
 A wife, and I have broken all my vows;
 A lover, and I ruined him I loved: --
 There is no other havoc left to do.

 A little month ago I was a queen,
 And mothers held their babies up to see
 When I came riding out of Camelot.
 The women smiled, and all the world smiled too.

 And now, what woman's eyes would smile on me?
 I still am beautiful, and yet what child
 Would think of me as some high, heaven-sent thing,
 An angel, clad in gold and miniver?

 The world would run from me, and yet am I
 No different from the queen they used to love.
 If water, flowing silver over stones,
 Is forded, and beneath the horses' feet
 Grows turbid suddenly, it clears again,
 And men will drink it with no thought of harm.
 Yet I am branded for a single fault.

 I was the flower amid a toiling world,
 Where people smiled to see one happy thing,
 And they were proud and glad to raise me high;
 They only asked that I should be right fair,
 A little kind, and gowned wondrously,
 And surely it were little praise to me
 If I had pleased them well throughout my life.

 I was a queen, the daughter of a king.
 The crown was never heavy on my head,
 It was my right, and was a part of me.
 The women thought me proud, the men were kind,
 And bowed right gallantly to kiss my hand,
 And watched me as I passed them calmly by,
 Along the halls I shall not tread again.
 What if, to-night, I should revisit them?
 The warders at the gates, the kitchen-maids,
 The very beggars would stand off from me,

 And I, their queen, would climb the stairs alone,
 Pass through the banquet-hall, a loathed thing,
 And seek my chambers for a hiding-place,
 And I should find them but a sepulchre,
 The very rushes rotted on the floors,
 The fire in ashes on the freezing hearth.

 I was a queen, and he who loved me best
 Made me a woman for a night and day,
 And now I go unqueened forevermore.
 A queen should never dream on summer eves,
 When hovering spells are heavy in the dusk: --
 I think no night was ever quite so still,
 So smoothly lit with red along the west,
 So deeply hushed with quiet through and through.
 And strangely clear, and deeply dyed with light,
 The trees stood straight against a paling sky,
 With Venus burning lamp-like in the west.

 I walked alone amid a thousand flowers,
 That drooped their heads and drowsed beneath the dew,
 And all my thoughts were quieted to sleep.
 Behind me, on the walk, I heard a step --
 I did not know my heart could tell his tread,
 I did not know I loved him till that hour.
 Within my breast I felt a wild, sick pain,
 The garden reeled a little, I was weak,
 And quick he came behind me, caught my arms,
 That ached beneath his touch; and then I swayed,
 My head fell backward and I saw his face.

 All this grows bitter that was once so sweet,
 And many mouths must drain the dregs of it.
 But none will pity me, nor pity him
 Whom Love so lashed, and with such cruel thongs.
Title: Re: Victoria's Poetry Stop
Post by: Clay Death on March 13, 2016, 10:30:12 pm
By Edwin Arlington Robinson



Lancelot


Gawaine, aware again of Lancelot
 In the King's garden, coughed and followed him;
 Whereat he turned and stood with folded arms
 And weary-waiting eyes, cold and half-closed-
 Hard eyes, where doubts at war with memories
 Fanned a sad wrath. "Why frown upon a friend?
 Few live that have too many," Gawaine said,
 And wished unsaid, so thinly came the light
 Between the narrowing lids at which he gazed.
 "And who of us are they that name their friends?"
 Lancelot said. "They live that have not any.
 Why do they live, Gawaine? Ask why, and answer."

 Two men of an elected eminence,
 They stood for a time silent. Then Gawaine,
 Acknowledging the ghost of what was gone,
 Put out his hand: "Rather, I say, why ask?
 If I be not the friend of Lancelot,
 May I be nailed alive along the ground
 And emmets eat me dead. If I be not
 The friend of Lancelot, may I be fried
 With other liars in the pans of hell.
 What item otherwise of immolation
 Your Darkness may invent, be it mine to endure
 And yours to gloat on. For the time between,
 Consider this thing you see that is my hand.
 If once, it has been yours a thousand times;
 Why not again? Gawaine has never lied
 To Lancelot; and this, of all wrong days-
 This day before the day when you go south
 To God knows what accomplishment of exile-
 Were surely an ill day for lies to find
 An issue or a cause or an occasion.
 King Ban your father and King Lot my father,
 Were they alive, would shake their heads in sorrow
 To see us as we are, and I shake mine
 In wonder. Will you take my hand, or no?
 Strong as I am, I do not hold it out
 For ever and on air. You see-my hand."
 Lancelot gave his hand there to Gawaine,
 Who took it, held it, and then let it go,
 Chagrined with its indifference.
 "Yes, Gawaine,
 I go tomorrow, and I wish you well;
 You and your brothers, Gareth, Gaheris,-
 And Agravaine; yes, even Agravaine,
 Whose tongue has told all Camelot and all Britain
 More lies than yet have hatched of Modred's envy.
 You say that you have never lied to me,
 And I believe it so. Let it be so.
 For now and always. Gawaine, I wish you well.
 Tomorrow I go south, as Merlin went,
 But not for Merlin's end. I go, Gawaine,
 And leave you to your ways. There are ways left."
 "There are three ways I know, three famous ways,
 And all in Holy Writ," Gawaine said, smiling:
 "The snake's way and the eagle's way are two,
 And then we have a man's way with a maid-
 Or with a woman who is not a maid.
 Your late way is to send all women scudding,
 To the last flash of the last cramoisy,
 While you go south to find the fires of God.
 Since we came back again to Camelot
 From our immortal Quest-I came back first-
 No man has known you for the man you were
 Before you saw whatever 't was you saw,
 To make so little of kings and queens and friends
 Thereafter. Modred? Agravaine? My brothers?
 And what if they be brothers? What are brothers,
 If they be not our friends, your friends and mine?
 You turn away, and my words are no mark
 On you affection or your memory?
 So be it then, if so it is to be.
 God save you, Lancelot; for by Saint Stephen,
 You are no more than man to save yourself."

 "Gawaine, I do not say that you are wrong,
 Or that you are ill-seasoned in your lightness;
 You say that all you know is what you saw,
 And on your own averment you saw nothing.
 Your spoken word, Gawaine, I have not weighed
 In those unhappy scales of inference
 That have no beam but one made out of hates
 And fears, and venomous conjecturings;
 Your tongue is not the sword that urges me
 Now out of Camelot. Two other swords
 There are that are awake, and in their scabbards
 Are parching for the blood of Lancelot.
 Yet I go not away for fear of them,
 But for a sharper care. You say the truth,
 But not when you contend the fires of God
 Are my one fear,-for there is one fear more.
 Therefore I go. Gawaine, I wish you well."

 "Well-wishing in a way is well enough;
 So, in a way, is caution; so, in a way,
 Are leeches, neatherds, and astrologers.
 Lancelot, listen. Sit you down and listen:
 You talk of swords and fears and banishment.
 Two swords, you say; Modred and Agravaine,
 You mean. Had you meant Gaheris and Gareth,
 Or willed an evil on them, I should welcome
 And hasten your farewell. But Agravaine
 Hears little what I say; his ears are Modred's.
 The King is Modred's father, and the Queen
 A prepossession of Modred's lunacy.
 So much for my two brothers whom you fear,
 Not fearing for yourself. I say to you,
 Fear not for anything-and so be wise
 And amiable again as heretofore;
 Let Modred have his humor, and Agravaine
 His tongue. The two of them have done their worst,
 And having done their worst, what have they done?
 A whisper now and then, a chirrup or so
 In corners,-and what else? Ask what, and answer."

 Still with a frown that had no faith in it,
 Lancelot, pitying Gawaine's lost endeavour
 To make an evil jest of evidence,
 Sat fronting him with a remote forbearance-
 Whether for Gawaine blind or Gawaine false,
 Or both, or neither, he could not say yet,
 If ever; and to himself he said no more
 Than he said now aloud: "What else, Gawaine?
 What else, am I to say? Then ruin, I say;
 Destruction, dissolution, desolation,
 I say,-should I compound with jeopardy now.
 For there are more than whispers here, Gawaine:
 The way that we have gone so long together
 Has underneath our feet, without our will,
 Become a twofold faring. Yours, I trust,
 May lead you always on, as it has led you,
 To praise and to much joy. Mine, I believe,
 Leads off to battles that are not yet fought,
 And to the Light that once had blinded me.
 When I came back from seeing what I saw,
 I saw no place for me in Camelot.
 There is no place for me in Camelot.
 There is no place for me save where the Light
 May lead me; and to that place I shall go.
 Meanwhile I lay upon your soul no load
 Of counsel or of empty admonition;
 Only I ask of you, should strife arise
 In Camelot, to remember, if you may,
 That you've an ardor that outruns your reason,
 Also a glamour that outshines your guile;
 And you are a strange hater. I know that;
 And I'm in fortune that you hate not me.
 Yet while we have our sins to dream about,
 Time has done worse for time than in our making;
 Albeit there may be sundry falterings
 And falls against us in the Book of Man."

 "Praise Adam, you are mellowing at last!
 I've always liked this world, and would so still;
 And if it is your new Light leads you on
 To such an admirable gait, for God's sake,
 Follow it, follow it, follow it, Lancelot;
 Follow it as you never followed glory.
 Once I believed that I was on the way
 That you call yours, but I came home again
 To Camelot-and Camelot was right,
 For the world knows its own that knows not you;
 You are a thing too vaporous to be sharing
 The carnal feast of life. You mow down men
 Like elder-stems, and you leave women sighing
 For one more sight of you; but they do wrong.
 You are a man of mist, and have no shadow.
 God save you, Lancelot. If I laugh at you,
 I laugh in envy and in admiration."

 The joyless evanescence of a smile,
 Discovered on the face of Lancelot
 By Gawaine's unrelenting vigilance,
 Wavered, and with a sullen change went out;
 And then there was the music of a woman
 Laughing behind them, and a woman spoke:
 "Gawaine, you said 'God save you, Lancelot.'
 Why should He save him any more to-day
 Than on another day? What has he done,
 Gawaine, that God should save him?" Guinevere,
 With many questions in her dark blue eyes
 And one gay jewel in her golden hair,
 Had come upon the two of them unseen,
 Till now she was a russet apparition
 At which the two arose-one with a dash
 Of easy leisure in his courtliness,
 One with a stately calm that might have pleased
 The Queen of a strange land indifferently.
 The firm incisive languor of her speech,
 Heard once, was heard through battles: "Lancelot,
 What have you done to-day that God should save you?
 What has he done, Gawaine, that God should save him?
 I grieve that you two pinks of chivalry
 Should be so near me in my desolation,
 And I, poor soul alone, know nothing of it.
 What has he done, Gawaine?"

 With all her poise,
 To Gawaine's undeceived urbanity
 She was less queen than woman for the nonce,
 And in her eyes there was a flickering
 Of a still fear that would not be veiled wholly
 With any mask of mannered nonchalance.
 "What has he done? Madam, attend your nephew;
 And learn from him, in your incertitude,
 That this inordinate man Lancelot,
 This engine of renown, this hewer down daily
 Of potent men by scores in our late warfare,
 Has now inside his head a foreign fever
 That urges him away to the last edge
 Of everything, there to efface himself
 In ecstasy, and so be done with us.
 Hereafter, peradventure certain birds
 Will perch in meditation on his bones,
 Quite as if they were some poor sailor's bones,
 Or felon's jettisoned, or fisherman's,
 Or fowler's bones, or Mark of Cornwall's bones.
 In fine, this flower of men that was our comrade
 Shall be for us no more, from this day on,
 Than a much remembered Frenchman far away.
 Magnanimously I leave you now to prize
 Your final sight of him; and leaving you,
 I leave the sun to shine for him alone,
 Whiles I grope on to gloom. Madam, farewell;
 And you, contrarious Lancelot, farewell."
Title: Re: Victoria's Poetry Stop
Post by: Clay Death on March 13, 2016, 10:39:03 pm
Lord Alfred Tennyson




Morte D'Arthur




So all day long the noise of battle roll'd
 Among the mountains by the winter sea;
 Until King Arthur's table, man by man,
 Had fallen in Lyonnesse about their Lord,
 King Arthur: then, because his wound was deep,
 The bold Sir Bedivere uplifted him,
 Sir Bedivere, the last of all his knights,
 And bore him to a chapel nigh the field,
 A broken chancel with a broken cross,
 That stood on a dark strait of barren land.
 On one side lay the ocean, and on one
 Lay a great water, and the moon was full.

 Then spake King Arthur to Sir Bedivere:
 "The sequel of to-day unsolders all
 The goodliest fellowship of famous knights
 Whereof this world holds record. Such a sleep
 They sleep--the men I loved. I think that we
 Shall never more, at any future time,
 Delight our souls with talk of knightly deeds,
 Walking about the gardens and the halls
 Of Camelot, as in the days that were.
 I perish by this people which I made,--
 Tho' Merlin sware that I should come again
 To rule once more--but let what will be, be,
 I am so deeply smitten thro' the helm
 That without help I cannot last till morn.
 Thou therefore take my brand Excalibur,
 Which was my pride: for thou rememberest how
 In those old days, one summer noon, an arm
 Rose up from out the bosom of the lake,
 Clothed in white samite, mystic, wonderful,
 Holding the sword--and how I row'd across
 And took it, and have worn it, like a king:
 And, wheresoever I am sung or told
 In aftertime, this also shall be known:
 But now delay not: take Excalibur,
 And fling him far into the middle mere:
 Watch what thou seëst, and lightly bring me word."

 To him replied the bold Sir Bedivere:
 "It is not meet, Sir King, to leave thee thus,
 Aidless, alone, and smitten thro' the helm.
 A little thing may harm a wounded man.
 Yet I thy hest will all perform at full,
 Watch what I see, and lightly bring thee word."

 So saying, from the ruin'd shrine he stept
 And in the moon athwart the place of tombs,
 Where lay the mighty bones of ancient men,
 Old knights, and over them the sea-wind sang
 Shrill, chill, with flakes of foam. He, stepping down
 By zigzag paths, and juts of pointed rock,
 Came on the shining levels of the lake.




(Contd. in the next post)
Title: Re: Victoria's Poetry Stop
Post by: Clay Death on March 13, 2016, 10:40:12 pm
There drew he forth the brand Excalibur,
 And o'er him, drawing it, the winter moon,
 Brightening the skirts of a long cloud, ran forth
 And sparkled keen with frost against the hilt:
 For all the haft twinkled with diamond sparks,
 Myriads of topaz-lights, and jacinth work
 Of subtlest jewellery. He gazed so long
 That both his eyes were dazzled, as he stood,
 This way and that dividing the swift mind,
 In act to throw: but at the last it seem'd
 Better to leave Excalibur conceal'd
 There in the many-knotted water-flags,
 That whistled stiff and dry about the marge.
 So strode he back slow to the wounded King.

 Then spake King Arthur to Sir Bedivere:
 "Hast thou perform'd my mission which I gave?
 What is it thou hast seen, or what hast heard?"

 And answer made the bold Sir Bedivere:
 "I heard the ripple washing in the reeds,
 And the wild water lapping on the crag."

 To whom replied King Arthur, faint and pale:
 "Thou hast betray'd thy nature and thy name,
 Not rendering true answer, as beseem'd
 Thy fealty, nor like a noble knight:
 For surer sign had follow'd, either hand,
 Or voice, or else a motion of the mere.
 This is a shameful thing for men to lie.
 Yet now, I charge thee, quickly go again
 As thou art lief and dear, and do the thing
 I bade thee, watch, and lightly bring me word."

 Then went Sir Bedivere the second time
 Across the ridge, and paced beside the mere,
 Counting the dewy pebbles, fixed in thought;
 But when he saw the wonder of the hilt,
 How curiously and strangely chased, he smote
 His palms together, and he cried aloud,

 "And if indeed I cast the brand away,
 Surely a precious thing, one worthy note,
 Should thus be lost forever from the earth,
 Which might have pleased the eyes of many men.
 What good should follow this, if this were done?
 What harm, undone? deep harm to disobey,
 Seeing obedience is the bond of rule.
 Were it well to obey then, if a king demand
 An act unprofitable, against himself?
 The King is sick, and knows not what he does.
 What record, or what relic of my lord
 Should be to aftertime, but empty breath
 And rumours of a doubt? but were this kept,
 Stored in some treasure-house of mighty kings,
 Some one might show it at a joust of arms,
 Saying, 'King Arthur's sword, Excalibur,
 Wrought by the lonely maiden of the Lake;
 Nine years she wrought it, sitting in the deeps
 Upon the hidden bases of the hills.'
 So might some old man speak in the aftertime
 To all the people, winning reverence.
 But now much honour and much fame were lost."

 So spake he, clouded with his own conceit,
 And hid Excalibur the second time,
 And so strode back slow to the wounded King.

 Then spoke King Arthur, breathing heavily:
 "What is it thou hast seen, or what hast heard?"

 And answer made the bold Sir Bedivere:
 "I heard the water lapping on the crag,
 And the long ripple washing in the reeds."

 To whom replied King Arthur, much in wrath:
 "Ah, miserable and unkind, untrue,
 Unknightly, traitor-hearted! Woe is me!
 Authority forgets a dying king,
 Laid widow'd of the power in his eye
 That bow'd the will. I see thee what thou art,
 For thou, the latest-left of all my knights,
 In whom should meet the offices of all,
 Thou wouldst betray me for the precious hilt;
 Either from lust of gold, or like a girl
 Valuing the giddy pleasure of the eyes.
 Yet, for a man may fail in duty twice,
 And the third time may prosper, get thee hence:
 But, if thou spare to fling Excalibur,
 I will arise and slay thee with my hands."

 Then quickly rose Sir Bedivere, and ran,
 And, leaping down the ridges lightly, plunged
 Among the bulrush-beds, and clutch'd the sword,
 And strongly wheel'd and threw it. The great brand
 Made lightnings in the splendour of the moon,
 And flashing round and round, and whirl'd in an arch,
 Shot like a streamer of the northern morn,
 Seen where the moving isles of winter shock
 By night, with noises of the northern sea.
 So flash'd and fell the brand Excalibur:
 But ere he dipt the surface, rose an arm
 Clothed in white samite, mystic, wonderful,
 And caught him by the hilt, and brandish'd him
 Three times, and drew him under in the mere.
 And lightly went the other to the King.

 Then spoke King Arthur, drawing thicker breath:
 "Now see I by thine eyes that this is done.
 Speak out: what is it thou hast heard, or seen?"

 And answer made the bold Sir Bedivere:
 "Sir King, I closed mine eyelids, lest the gems
 Should blind my purpose, for I never saw,
 Nor shall see, here or elsewhere, till I die,
 Not tho' I live three lives of mortal men,
 So great a miracle as yonder hilt.
 Then with both hands I flung him, wheeling him;
 But when I look'd again, behold an arm,
 Clothed in white samite, mystic, wonderful,
 That caught him by the hilt, and brandish'd him
 Three times, and drew him under in the mere."

 And answer made King Arthur, breathing hard:
 "My end draws nigh; 't is time that I were gone.
 Make broad thy shoulders to receive my weight,
 And bear me to the margin; yet I fear
 My wound hath taken cold, and I shall die."

 So saying, from the pavement he half rose,
 Slowly, with pain, reclining on his arm,
 And looking wistfully with wide blue eyes
 As in a picture. Him Sir Bedivere
 Remorsefully regarded thro' his tears,
 And would have spoken, but he found not words,
 Then took with care, and kneeling on one knee,
 O'er both his shoulders drew the languid hands,
 And rising bore him thro' the place of tombs.

 But, as he walk'd, King Arthur panted hard,
 Like one that feels a nightmare on his bed
 When all the house is mute. So sigh'd the King
 Muttering and murmuring at his ear, "Quick, quick!
 I fear it is too late, and I shall die."
 But the other swiftly strode from ridge to ridge,
 Clothed with his breath, and looking, as he walk'd
 Larger than human on the frozen hills.
 He heard the deep behind him, and a cry
 Before. His own thought drove him like a goad.
 Dry clash'd his harness in the icy caves
 And barren chasms, and all to left and right
 The bare black cliff clang'd round him, as he based
 His feet on juts of slippery crag that rang
 Sharp-smitten with the dint of armed heels--
 And on a sudden, lo! the level lake,
 And the long glories of the winter moon.

 Then saw they how there hove a dusky barge
 Dark as a funeral scarf from stem to stern,
 Beneath them; and descending they were ware
 That all the decks were dense with stately forms
 Black-stoled, black-hooded, like a dream--by these
 Three Queens with crowns of gold--and from them rose
 A cry that shiver'd to the tingling stars,
 And, as it were one voice, an agony
 Of lamentation, like a wind, that shrills
 All night in a waste land, where no one comes,
 Or hath come, since the making of the world.

 Then murmur'd Arthur, "Place me in the barge,"
 And to the barge they came. There those three Queens
 Put forth their hands, and took the King, and wept.
 But she that rose the tallest of them all
 And fairest, laid his head upon her lap,
 And loosed the shatter'd casque, and chafed his hands,
 And call'd him by his name, complaining loud
 And dropping bitter tears against his brow
 Striped with dark blood: for all his face was white
 And colourless, and like the wither'd moon
 Smote by the fresh beam of the springing east;
 And all his greaves and cuisses dash'd with drops
 Of onset; and the light and lustrous curls--
 That made his forehead like a rising sun
 High from the daïs-throne--were parch'd with dust;
 Or, clotted into points and hanging loose,
 Mix'd with the knightly growth that fringed his lips.
 So like a shatter'd column lay the King;
 Not like that Arthur who, with lance in rest,
 From spur to plume a star of tournament,
 Shot thro' the lists at Camelot, and charged
 Before the eyes of ladies and of kings.

 Then loudly cried the bold Sir Bedivere:
 "Ah! my Lord Arthur, whither shall I go?
 Where shall I hide my forehead and my eyes?
 For now I see the true old times are dead,
 When every morning brought a noble chance,
 And every chance brought out a noble knight.
 Such times have been not since the light that led
 The holy Elders with the gift of myrrh.
 But now the whole ROUND TABLE is dissolved
 Which was an image of the mighty world;
 And I, the last, go forth companionless,
 And the days darken round me, and the years,
 Among new men, strange faces, other minds."

 And slowly answer'd Arthur from the barge:
 "The old order changeth, yielding place to new,
 And God fulfils Himself in many ways,
 Lest one good custom should corrupt the world.
 Comfort thyself: what comfort is in me?
 I have lived my life, and that which I have done
 May He within Himself make pure! but thou,
 If thou shouldst never see my face again,
 Pray for my soul. More things are wrought by prayer
 Than this world dreams of. Wherefore, let thy voice
 Rise like a fountain for me night and day.
 For what are men better than sheep or goats
 That nourish a blind life within the brain,
 If, knowing God, they lift not hands of prayer
 Both for themselves and those who call them friend?
 For so the whole round earth is every way
 Bound by gold chains about the feet of God.
 But now farewell. I am going a long way
 With these thou seëst--if indeed I go--
 (For all my mind is clouded with a doubt)
 To the island-valley of Avilion;
 Where falls not hail, or rain, or any snow,
 Nor ever wind blows loudly; but it lies
 Deep-meadow'd, happy, fair with orchard-lawns
 And bowery hollows crown'd with summer sea,
 Where I will heal me of my grievous wound."

 So said he, and the barge with oar and sail
 Moved from the brink, like some full-breasted swan
 That, fluting a wild carol ere her death,
 Ruffles her pure cold plume, and takes the flood
 With swarthy webs. Long stood Sir Bedivere
 Revolving many memories, till the hull
 Look'd one black dot against the verge of dawn,
 And on the mere the wailing died away.
Title: Re: Victoria's Poetry Stop
Post by: pryzmsticv on March 13, 2016, 10:43:33 pm
MONSTERS

Monsters in my mind, visions do not hide.
Play with me they will, I luv them to be with me still.
They help guide me, with my soul, they do not take.
Cast from a different mold, horrors are my make.
Visually my life, is to forsake.
Monsters are my play, dark is my domain.
To others, they would think.
I am insane, and I'm playing pranks.
Title: Re: Victoria's Poetry Stop
Post by: pryzmsticv on March 14, 2016, 12:02:57 am
SAMSON IN NEW ORLEANS
By Leonard Cohen

Http://azylyrics.com/lyrics/leonardcohen/samsoninneworleans.Html
Title: Re: Victoria's Poetry Stop
Post by: Divine Metamorphoses on March 14, 2016, 12:38:18 am
Wonderful thread
Love your Additions General
Familiar with the plaguing monsters Lady Victoria
Thank you for your heartfelt prose

Love and light
Divine
Title: Re: Victoria's Poetry Stop
Post by: Clay Death on March 14, 2016, 09:56:09 am
Wonderful thread
Love your Additions General
Familiar with the plaguing monsters Lady Victoria
Thank you for your heartfelt prose

Love and light
Divine


glad you are enjoying the sights and sounds of Camelot lady D.


wonderful poetry stop indeed.
Title: Re: Victoria's Poetry Stop
Post by: pryzmsticv on March 16, 2016, 04:19:31 am
Thank you again sire, for we all say it. A beautiful place for we could ourselves to implant that we see within our head our hearts. Thank you again my dear😚💋
Title: Re: Victoria's Poetry Stop
Post by: pryzmsticv on March 17, 2016, 10:55:33 pm
CRIMSON TEARS

Drowning in my sorrow ov blight, the end ov the tunnel is our light.
My thoughts are ov you, my visions shining thru.
Our Luv lights, with the glimmer of the moon.
Haunting the night, without you.
Drifting thru out this place, ov you there is no trace.
Wicked my mind, wanting to fly.
Being free, dont want my heart to die.
You are my life, I am yours, together we explore the crimson life.
Silently we entice, our life that we deplore.
With nothing to fear, we become the expertise here.
Living our crimson life.
Title: Re: Victoria's Poetry Stop
Post by: Clay Death on March 18, 2016, 10:46:06 pm
Edwin Arlington Robinson




Merlin



"Gawaine, Gawaine, what look ye for to see,
 So far beyond the faint edge of the world?
 D'ye look to see the lady Vivian,
 Pursued by divers ominous vile demons
 That have another king more fierce than ours?
 Or think ye that if ye look far enough
 And hard enough into the feathery west
 Ye'll have a glimmer of the Grail itself?
 And if ye look for neither Grail nor lady,
 What look ye for to see, Gawaine, Gawaine?"

 So Dagonet, whom Arthur made a knight
 Because he loved him as he laughed at him,
 Intoned his idle presence on a day
 To Gawaine, who had thought himself alone,
 Had there been in him thought of anything
 Save what was murmured now in Camelot
 Of Merlin's hushed and all but unconfirmed
 Appearance out of Brittany. It was heard
 At first there was a ghost in Arthur's palace,
 But soon among the scullions and anon
 Among the knights a firmer credit held
 All tongues from uttering what all glances told-
 Though not for long. Gawaine, this afternoon,
 Fearing he might say more to Lancelot
 Of Merlin's rumor-laden resurrection
 Than Lancelot would have an ear to cherish,
 Had sauntered off with his imagination
 To Merlin's Rock, where now there was no Merlin
 To meditate upon a whispering town
 Below him in the silence.-Once he said
 To Gawaine: "You are young; and that being so,
 Behold the shining city of our dreams
 And of our King."-"Long live the King," said Gawaine.-
 "Long live the King," said Merlin after him;
 "Better for me that I shall not be King;
 Wherefore I say again, Long live the King,
 And add, God save him, also, and all kings-
 All kings and queens. I speak in general.
 Kings have I known that were but weary men
 With no stout appetite for more than peace
 That was not made for them."-"Nor were they made
 For kings," Gawaine said, laughing.-"You are young,
 Gawaine, and you may one day hold the world
 Between your fingers, knowing not what it is
 That you are holding. Better for you and me,
 I think, that we shall not be kings."

 Gawaine,
 Remembering Merlin's words of long ago,
 Frowned as he thought, and having frowned again,
 He smiled and threw an acorn at a lizard:
 "There's more afoot and in the air to-day
 Than what is good for Camelot. Merlin
 May or may not know all, but he said well
 To say to me that he would not be King.
 Nor more would I be King." Far down he gazed
 On Camelot, until he made of it
 A phantom town of many stillnesses,
 Not reared for men to dwell in, or for kings
 To reign in, without omens and obscure
 Familiars to bring terror to their days;
 For though a knight, and one as hard at arms
 As any, save the fate-begotten few
 That all acknowledged or in envy loathed,
 He felt a foreign sort of creeping up
 And down him, as of moist things in the dark,-
 When Dagonet, coming on him unawares,
 Presuming on his title of Sir Fool,
 Addressed him and crooned on till he was done:
 "What look ye for to see, Gawaine, Gawaine?"

 "Sir Dagonet, you best and wariest
 Of all dishonest men, I look through Time,
 For sight of what it is that is to be.
 I look to see it, though I see it not.
 I see a town down there that holds a king,
 And over it I see a few small clouds-
 Like feathers in the west, as you observe;
 And I shall see no more this afternoon
 Than what there is around us every day,
 Unless you have a skill that I have not
 To ferret the invisible for rats."

 "If you see what's around us every day,
 You need no other showing to go mad.
 Remember that and take it home with you;
 And say tonight, 'I had it of a fool-
 With no immediate obliquity
 For this one or for that one, or for me.'"
 Gawaine, having risen, eyed the fool curiously:
 "I'll not forget I had it of a knight,
 Whose only folly is to fool himself;
 And as for making other men to laugh,
 And so forget their sins and selves a little,
 There's no great folly there. So keep it up,
 As long as you've a legend or a song,
 And have whatever sport of us you like
 Till havoc is the word and we fall howling.
 For I've a guess there may not be so loud
 A sound of laughing here in Camelot
 When Merlin goes again to his gay grave
 In Brittany. To mention lesser terrors,
 Men say his beard is gone."

 "Do men say that?"
 A twitch of an impatient weariness
 Played for a moment over the lean face
 Of Dagonet, who reasoned inwardly:
 "The friendly zeal of this inquiring knight
 Will overtake his tact and leave it squealing,
 One of these days."-Gawaine looked hard at him:
 "If I be too familiar with a fool,
 I'm on the way to be another fool,"
 He mused, and owned a rueful qualm within him:
 "Yes, Dagonet," he ventured, with a laugh,
 "Men tell me that his beard has vanished wholly,
 And that he shines now as the Lord's anointed,
 And wears the valiance of an ageless youth
 Crowned with a glory of eternal peace."

 Dagonet, smiling strangely, shook his head:
 "I grant your valiance of a kind of youth
 To Merlin, but your crown of peace I question;
 For, though I know no more than any churl
 Who pinches any chambermaid soever
 In the King's palace, I look not to Merlin
 For peace, when out of his peculiar tomb
 He comes again to Camelot. Time swings
 A mighty scythe, and some day all your peace
 Goes down before its edge like so much clover.
 No, it is not for peace that Merlin comes,
 Without a trumpet-and without a beard,
 If what you say men say of him be true-
 Nor yet for sudden war."

 Gawaine, for a moment,
 Met then the ambiguous gaze of Dagonet,
 And, making nothing of it, looked abroad
 As if at something cheerful on all sides,
 And back again to the fool's unasking eyes:
 "Well, Dagonet, if Merlin would have peace,
 Let Merlin stay away from Brittany,"
 Said he, with admiration for the man
 Whom Folly called a fool: "And we have known him;
 We knew him once when he knew everything."

 "He knew as much as God would let him know
 Until he met the lady Vivian.
 I tell you that, for the world knows all that;
 Also it knows he told the King one day
 That he was to be buried, and alive,
 In Brittany; and that the King should see
 The face of him no more. Then Merlin sailed
 Away to Vivian in Broceliande,
 Where now she crowns him and herself with flowers
 And feeds him fruits and wines and many foods
 Of many savors, and sweet ortolans.
 Wise books of every lore of every land
 Are there to fill his days, if he require them,
 And there are players of all instruments-
 Flutes, hautboys, drums, and viols; and she sings
 To Merlin, till he trembles in her arms
 And there forgets that any town alive
 Had ever such a name as Camelot.
 So Vivian holds him with her love, they say,
 And he, who has no age, has not grown old.
 I swear to nothing, but that's what they say.
 That's being buried in Broceliande
 For too much wisdom and clairvoyancy.
 But you and all who live, Gawaine, have heard
 This tale, or many like it, more than once;
 And you must know that Love, when Love invites
 Philosophy to play, plays high and wins,
 Or low and loses. And you say to me,
 'If Merlin would have peace, let Merlin stay
 Away from Brittany.' Gawaine, you are young,
 And Merlin's in his grave."

 "Merlin said once
 That I was young, and it's a joy for me
 That I am here to listen while you say it.
 Young or not young, if that be burial,
 May I be buried long before I die.
 I might be worse than young; I might be old."-
 Dagonet answered, and without a smile:
 "Somehow I fancy Merlin saying that;
 A fancy-a mere fancy." Then he smiled:
 "And such a doom as his may be for you,
 Gawaine, should your untiring divination
 Delve in the veiled eternal mysteries
 Too far to be a pleasure for the Lord.
 And when you stake your wisdom for a woman,
 Compute the woman to be worth a grave,
 As Merlin did, and say no more about it.
 But Vivian, she played high. Oh, very high!
 Flutes, hautboys, drums, and viols,-and her love.
 Gawaine, farewell."

 "Farewell, Sir Dagonet,
 And may the devil take you presently."
 He followed with a vexed and envious eye,
 And with an arid laugh, Sir Dagonet's
 Departure, till his gaunt obscurity
 Was cloaked and lost amid the glimmering trees.
 "Poor fool!" he murmured. "Or am I the fool?
 With all my fast ascendency in arms,
 That ominous clown is nearer to the King
 Than I am-yet; and God knows what he knows,
 And what his wits infer from what he sees
 And feels and hears. I wonder what he knows
 Of Lancelot, or what I might know now,
 Could I have sunk myself to sound a fool
 To springe a friend.. No, I like not this day.
 There's a cloud coming over Camelot
 Larger than any that is in the sky,-
 Or Merlin would be still in Brittany,
 With Vivian and the viols. It's all too strange."

 And later, when descending to the city,
 Through unavailing casements he could hear
 The roaring of a mighty voice within,
 Confirming fervidly his own conviction:
 "It's all too strange, and half the world's half crazy!"-
 He scowled: "Well, I agree with Lamorak."
 He frowned, and passed: "And I like not this day."
Title: Re: Victoria's Poetry Stop
Post by: Clay Death on March 18, 2016, 10:54:51 pm
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Title: Re: Victoria's Poetry Stop
Post by: Clay Death on March 18, 2016, 10:56:15 pm
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Title: Re: Victoria's Poetry Stop
Post by: pryzmsticv on March 18, 2016, 11:31:23 pm
You have been busy sire, the prose is exquisite. The poems done ov Camelot, King Author, Sir Lancelot & lady Guinevere, are all in their length. Would you not say. Thank you for sharing dear.😚
Title: Re: Victoria's Poetry Stop
Post by: pryzmsticv on March 18, 2016, 11:54:06 pm
TO HOLD

Needing to hold you tight, making luv to you, thru out the night.
Visions to you would excite, in your dreams you expedite.
Ecstasy to demure, when you see me in the mirror.
To feel a touch to illicit, just as much as you explicit.
If you could only see, what my visions show me.
You would have no fear, for your heart I do endear.
My admiration, for your soul.
Your luv, is still in your control
Someday I'll be, within your arms to hold.
Title: Re: Victoria's Poetry Stop
Post by: EquineAnn on March 19, 2016, 02:48:50 am
I love your latest poem.
Title: Re: Victoria's Poetry Stop
Post by: Clay Death on March 19, 2016, 11:06:05 pm
The Myth Of Arthur




 - Poem by Gilbert Keith Chesterton

 
 
O learned man who never learned to learn,
Save to deduce, by timid steps and small,
From towering smoke that fire can never burn
And from tall tales that men were never tall.
Say, have you thought what manner of man it is
Of who men say "He could strike giants down" ?
Or what strong memories over time's abyss
Bore up the pomp of Camelot and the crown.
And why one banner all the background fills,
Beyond the pageants of so many spears,
And by what witchery in the western hills
A throne stands empty for a thousand years.
Who hold, unheeding this immense impact,
Immortal story for a mortal sin;
Lest human fable touch historic fact,
Chase myths like moths, and fight them with a pin.
Take comfort; rest--there needs not this ado.
You shall not be a myth, I promise you.
Title: Re: Victoria's Poetry Stop
Post by: Clay Death on March 19, 2016, 11:08:36 pm
Thank You, Knightly Warrior



 - Poem by MoonBee Canady

 
 
Thank You, Kind Sir
Gentle Warrior
For Showing Me
Chivalrous Honor

And Deference
And Defense
In Reference
To Your Worthy Strength

“Stuck In Traffic
‘Til Triple A”
Waiting for Rescue
You Saved The Day!

With Your Efforts
In My Behalf
While Others Passed By
… and Laughed

and So, For Your
Endeavor
I Now Give You
A Silken Favor …

Of Compliments
And Ovation
With Maidenly
Admiration

For, So It Does
To Remind Me
Of Days Of ‘Yore
And Gallantry

Your Good Manners
Of Shining Armor
A Shining Example
Of High Caliber

You Must Have Heard
Of Camelot
This Deed, You’ve Done
Like Lancelot

Thank You, Kind Sir
Knightly Warrior
You Took Sword From Stone
Like King Arthur

And Yea’ For My
Modest Gratitude
A Hail To Thee
With Amplitude

You Took No Payment
But Pleasantry
And A Smile and
Chaste Kiss Of Poetry …

… Upon Modern
Coat Of Mail
Let Your Shoulder
Tell The Tale...

Of An Embrace
In Innocence
Where My Lipstick Set
Marked Your Epaulette …

… Your Brave Medal
For Your Valor
On Yon Shirt Sleeve
Shown In Mirror

And, Whence You See
Thence, Think Of Me …
As A Lady Troubadour
Sings Of Your Knightly Lore

Title: Re: Victoria's Poetry Stop
Post by: Clay Death on March 19, 2016, 11:38:46 pm
Madame Of Dreams




- Poem by William Stanley Braithwaite
 
 

KNOW a household made of pure delight,
That sits within a garden of quietness:
A welcomed visitor by day or night,
I win a refuge from life's storm and stress.
Ah, here no footfalls cease and then resume,
Nor sounds of closing doors nor creaking beams;
And throned within her favorite gold room
Amid the roses' perfume and the gloom,
I greet my smiling hostess, Madame of Dreams.

I know not how I won so dear a friend,
I know not of her family or her race;
Her voice is a sweet music without end
Unfolding the wistful beauty of her face.
She has known all the world s great tragedies ---
Was at the ruins of Troy and Actium;
And her deep heart holds many memories
That are the ghosts of countless aching sighs
Dead lovers uttered ere their lips grew dumb.

She seems so old from her experience ---
With Egypt's queen she sailed along the Nile ---
She heard Demosthenes great eloquence ---
Saw Camelot melt 'neath Arthur s golden smile.
But Time has dealt with her as with the sea,
Whereon it leaves not any scars nor seams;
And like a bud that breaks at last to be
A faultless rose June s dews and suns decree ---
Beauty and Youth have crowned Madame of
Dreams.
Title: Re: Victoria's Poetry Stop
Post by: EquineAnn on March 20, 2016, 07:47:22 am
They are very good poems you shared with Lady Victoria, Clay.
Title: Re: Victoria's Poetry Stop
Post by: Clay Death on March 20, 2016, 10:13:08 pm
They are very good poems you shared with Lady Victoria, Clay.

thanks lady Ann.

glad you are enjoying Victoria's Poetry Stop.
Title: Re: Victoria's Poetry Stop
Post by: Clay Death on March 20, 2016, 10:14:11 pm
Camelot



- Poem by Julia Ann Holliday



 
Camelot, rich imagination of mystery and power,
King Arthur, Merlin, the magic sword of Excalibur.
Fair maiden Guinevere, Arthur's queen,
A beloved wife, but faithful not,
Knights of the round table, and heroic Sir Lancelot.
Wonderful places, in these stories of old,
To bring dreams of romance with knights gallant and bold.
A sad tale of forbidden love affair to hurt Kings pride,
Story set in rugged English countryside.
Passionate love affair between Guinevere and Sir Lancelot,
Bringing trouble to enchanted castle at Camelot.
This love triangle, happy and sad, thrived in the golden mist,
But Mordred, evil knight, put end to this.
Guinevere to burn at stake, to save kings face,
Sir lancelot rescues her,
But now they have to leave enchanted place.
After bloodshed, tears, sad fall for all,
Enchanted land torn apart that day,
Sad music on a mandolin does play,
For broken holy law,
The price they had to pay.
Title: Re: Victoria's Poetry Stop
Post by: Clay Death on March 20, 2016, 10:21:29 pm
King Ryence's Challenge



 - Poem by Anonymous Olde English

 
As it fell out on a Pentecost day,
King Arthur at Camelot kept his court royall,
With his faire queen dame Guenever the gay,
And many bold barons sitting in hall,
With ladies attired in purple and pall,
And heraults in hewkes, hooting on high,
Cryed, Largesse, Largesse, Chevaliers tres-hardie.

A doughty dwarfe to the uppermost deas
Right pertlye gan pricke, kneeling on knee;
With steven fulle stoute amids all the preas,
Say'd, 'Nowe Sir King Arthur, God save thee and see!
Sir Ryence of North-Gales greeteth well thee,
And bids thee thy beard anon to him send,
Or else from thy jaws he will it off rend.

'For his robe of state is a rich scarlet mantle,
With eleven kings beards bordered about,
And there is room lefte yet in a kantle,
For thine to stande, to make the twelfth out.
This must be done, be thou never so stout;
This must be done, I tell thee no fable,
Maugre the teethe of all thy Round Table.'

When this mortal message from his mouthe past,
Great was the noyse bothe in hall and in bower:
The king fum'd; the queene screecht; ladies were aghast;
Princes puff'd; barons blustred; lords began lower;
Knights stormed; squires startled, like steeds in a stower;
Pages and yeoman yell'd out in the hall;
Then in came Sir Kay, the 'king's' seneschal.

'Silence, my soveraignes,' quoth this courteous knight,
And in that stound the stowre began still:
'Then' the dwarfe's diner full deerely was dight;
Of wine and wassel he had his wille,
And when he had eaten and drunken his fill,
An hundred pieces of fine coyned gold
Were given this dwarf for this message bold.

'But say to Sir Ryence, thou dwarf,' quoth the king,
'That for his bold message I do him defye,
And shortlye with basins and pans will him ring
Out of North-Gales; where he and I
With swords, and not razors, quickly shall trye,
Whether he, or King Arthur, will prove the best barbor:'
And therewith he shook his good sword Escalabor.
Title: Re: Victoria's Poetry Stop
Post by: Clay Death on March 20, 2016, 10:23:26 pm
Madame Of Dreams



- Poem by William Stanley Braithwaite



KNOW a household made of pure delight,
That sits within a garden of quietness:
A welcomed visitor by day or night,
I win a refuge from life's storm and stress.
Ah, here no footfalls cease and then resume,
Nor sounds of closing doors nor creaking beams;
And throned within her favorite gold room
Amid the roses' perfume and the gloom,
I greet my smiling hostess, Madame of Dreams.

I know not how I won so dear a friend,
I know not of her family or her race;
Her voice is a sweet music without end
Unfolding the wistful beauty of her face.
She has known all the world s great tragedies ---
Was at the ruins of Troy and Actium;
And her deep heart holds many memories
That are the ghosts of countless aching sighs
Dead lovers uttered ere their lips grew dumb.

She seems so old from her experience ---
With Egypt's queen she sailed along the Nile ---
She heard Demosthenes great eloquence ---
Saw Camelot melt 'neath Arthur s golden smile.
But Time has dealt with her as with the sea,
Whereon it leaves not any scars nor seams;
And like a bud that breaks at last to be
A faultless rose June s dews and suns decree ---
Beauty and Youth have crowned Madame of
Dreams.
Title: Re: Victoria's Poetry Stop
Post by: Clay Death on March 20, 2016, 11:10:30 pm
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Title: Re: Victoria's Poetry Stop
Post by: EquineAnn on March 21, 2016, 04:57:45 am
You're welcome, Clay. Of course I am. I can't keep up with you. You've shared some more very good poems with Lady Victoria.
Title: Re: Victoria's Poetry Stop
Post by: pryzmsticv on March 21, 2016, 01:46:10 pm
Hey lady Anne, our worlds are turned upside down..You in the night, and me in day, or visa versa I must say.
You all are running circles around me. Haha luv ya all
Title: Re: Victoria's Poetry Stop
Post by: pryzmsticv on March 21, 2016, 02:05:39 pm
BLINDED

I've been distant in my mind, some ov my visions have been blind.
Traveling in time, visions ov happiness, that I fear.
Even though, when waiting for luv, I persevere.
The dark that blind my sight, ov things about you.
Are you my light, that shines thru.
Distant roads ov my mind, trying to find.
Coalitions ov the dark, chasing me with glimmers ov a spark.
Thus different times, has freed me thru my mind.
Are you the visions, I have left behind.
No, you are my visions, thru out time.
Title: Re: Victoria's Poetry Stop
Post by: EquineAnn on March 21, 2016, 04:11:33 pm
Haha! Good 1, Lady Victoria. I love the poem too. Happy World Poetry Day!
Title: Re: Victoria's Poetry Stop
Post by: pryzmsticv on March 22, 2016, 01:54:00 am
Thank you Lady Anne, you come and visit everyone, where I gave been trying, but not as much you have my dear. Thank you my dear on the poems. 😚 luv ya dear Dinna Kin. That means dont ya know in Gaelic.😆
Title: Re: Victoria's Poetry Stop
Post by: pryzmsticv on March 22, 2016, 02:13:25 am
HURT SOUL

Went somewhere, dark to play.
My mind runaway, where I feel no pain.
Visions I engaged, remembering you today.
Missing you, lonely my soul.
Memories that persevere, ov friendships that were dear.
Pain is under control, but it still grows.
Visions take it's tolls, but to sooth the soul.
Visions run over me, miserable it makes me see.
With time I know, what they will mean.
Like my dreams, my visions also do for me.
My dreams ov you, will carry me thru.
Knowing that one day, I could be with you.
Excitement in my mind, destiny is my fate in time.
Title: Re: Victoria's Poetry Stop
Post by: Divine Metamorphoses on March 22, 2016, 02:36:48 am
Great perspective Lady Victoria
Loving this thread
Love and light
Divine
Title: Re: Victoria's Poetry Stop
Post by: EquineAnn on March 22, 2016, 04:28:19 am
You're welcome, Lady Victoria. I try to keep up to date with everything. I'm also wasting time socialising & writing poems when I should be adding more information to my what if? piece but it gets depressing & I must not let myself get depressed as I always take it out of myself, still there's nothing wrong with socialising, I'm still getting on with my what if? piece & am learning a lot & I love the elegance of rhyme & am keeping my skills going. I know & love you as a friend too.
Title: Re: Victoria's Poetry Stop
Post by: pryzmsticv on March 23, 2016, 10:29:23 pm
Thank you ladies, we are forever poets & authors. Journeying far & near. Such as luv and light in the shadows IV the dark. Haha we live. Thank you😚
 
Title: Re: Victoria's Poetry Stop
Post by: pryzmsticv on March 23, 2016, 10:46:47 pm
TEARS OV HUMANITY
(In the light ov what has happened in Brussels.)

The tears in my eyes, are created by humanities cries.
Do persevere, the horror ov the past that's mirrored.
Fighting gets you nowhere, death continues  there.
Mentally there will be a solution, use your mind for the contribution.
Life there will not be, if the killing continues on you see.
What good will this life be, if there is no humanity.
Let the rain follow, cleansing life in purity.
Visions do we see, in things that are monetary.
Let us enjoy being free, living & luving our humanity.
Title: Re: Victoria's Poetry Stop
Post by: Clay Death on March 24, 2016, 12:28:54 am
wow. such a magical and an inspiring poetry stop.
Title: Re: Victoria's Poetry Stop
Post by: Clay Death on March 24, 2016, 12:29:45 am
A Knight Of Camelot



- Poem by Brad Adams




One day a bow-shot from gray towers
Rode a knight through amber flowers
Doubting love's redemptive powers
He caught a sparkle from high bowers
On his way to Camelot
His eye and interest were instant capture
From a mirror's fated fracture
But lo! Who gazed across the pasture?
He stumbled forth in wondering rapture
Toward the lady of Shallot

They waved and called in codes of Morse
But soon they felt a growing force
Til stories, thoughts, and words ran forth
From a common soulful source
They spoke of Camelot
She left her lovely weavings fair
To seek the knight she downed the stair
Their plans and dreams so bold declared
That to a boat they both repaired
Moving on from Shallot

Into her eyes he looked with pleasure
They shared the oars in equal measure
On they rowed, in peaceful leisure
As in her heart he found his treasure
The lady from Shallot
In childlike joy they spent each day
Basking in the sun's bathing ray
They felt the river splash and spray
Contented in their future way
On to Camelot
Title: Re: Victoria's Poetry Stop
Post by: EquineAnn on March 24, 2016, 03:55:02 am
You're welcome, Lady Victoria. That is a very good poem you shared with Lady Victoria, Clay.
Title: Re: Victoria's Poetry Stop
Post by: pryzmsticv on March 24, 2016, 05:26:50 pm
Magical they'll always be, we are Camelot you see. Thank you sire.
You to my dear friend, miss lady Ann.😚
Title: Re: Victoria's Poetry Stop
Post by: pryzmsticv on March 24, 2016, 06:11:43 pm
LUVS' FINESSE

The warmth ov your hand, the caress ov your kiss.
Taking away, hearts' loneliness.
With luv, there lays a duress.
Deep Luv, will sometimes depress.
Bringing around, your souls' emptiness.
With each sound, whispers ov luv, you confess.
Heart swings, to different bound.
Comforts me to impress, feelings come around.
Hearts embossed, with luvs' sweet caress.
Softly touching your lips, is part ov luvs finesse.
Whispers so dear, nestled amongst my hair.
Playing with your fingertips, luv mirrored.
Arms so strong, holding me tight, into your chest.
My luv for you, will never be suppressed.
Oh the chills that I get, when I look into your eyes.
Those thrills that I feel, embracing my thighs.
When you play that luving touch, looking into my eyes.
Luvs' finesse, mean so much.

Title: Re: Victoria's Poetry Stop
Post by: EquineAnn on March 24, 2016, 07:03:22 pm
I love that poem.
Title: Re: Victoria's Poetry Stop
Post by: pryzmsticv on March 24, 2016, 10:56:28 pm
I thought that you might lady Ann, cause I know you are more towards the romantic and light poems. Thank you my dear friend.😚
Title: Re: Victoria's Poetry Stop
Post by: Clay Death on March 24, 2016, 11:29:50 pm
William Morris






In Arthur's House


In Arthur's house whileome was I
 When happily the time went by
 In midmost glory of his days.
 He held his court then in a place
 Whereof ye shall not find the name
 In any story of his fame:
 Caerliel good sooth men called it not,
 Nor London Town, nor Camelot;
 Yet therein had we bliss enow.
 --Ah, far off was the overthrow
 Of all that Britain praised and loved;
 And though among us lightly moved
 A love that could but lead to death,
 Smooth-skinned he seemed, of rosy breath,
 A fear to sting a lady's lip,
 No ruin of goodly fellowship,
 No shame and death of all things good.

 Forgive the old carle's babbling mood;
 As here I sit grey-haired and old,
 My life gone as a story told,
 Ye bid me tell a story too;
 And then the evil days and few,
 That yet were overlong for me
 Rise up so clear I may not see
 The pictures of my minstrel lore.

 Well hearken! on a day of yore
 From prime of morn the court did ride
 Amidmost of the summertide
 To search the dwellings of the deer
 Until the heat of noon was near;
 Then slackening speed awhile they went
 Adown a ragged thorn-bushed bent
 At whose feet grew a tangled wood
 Of oak and holly nowise good:
 But therethrough with some pain indeed
 And rending of the ladies' weed
 They won at last, and after found
 A space of green-sward grown around
 By oak and holly set full close;
 And in the midst of it arose
 Two goodly sycamores that made
 A wide and little sun-pierced shade
 About their high boles straight and green:
 A fount was new-born there-between,
 And running on as clear as glass,
 Flowed winding on amid the grass
 Until the thick wood swallowed it.
 A place for happy folk to sit
 While the hot day grew hotter still
 Till eve began to work his will.
 --So might those happy people think
 Who grudged to see the red sun sink
 And end another day of bliss
 Although no joy tomorn should miss --
 They laughed for joy as they drew nigh
 The shade and fount: but lo, thereby
 A man beside the fountain laid
 The while his horse 'twixt sun and shade
 Cropped the sweet grass: but little care
 Had these of guile or giant's lair,
 And scarce a foot before the Queen
 Rode Gawain o'er the daisied green
 To see what man his pleasure took;
 Who rose up in meanwhile and shook
 His tangled hair aback, as one
 Who e'en but now his sleep hath done.
 Rough-head and yellow-haired was he
 Great-eyed, as folk have told to me,
 And big and stout enow of limb:
 As one who thinks no harm he smiled,
 And cried out: "Well met in the wild,
 Fair King and Queen; and ye withal
 Sweet dames and damsels! Well befal
 This day, whereon I see thee nigh,
 O Lancelot, before I die!
 And surely shall my heart rejoice
 Sir Gawain, when I hear thy voice!"

 Then Lancelot laughed: "Thou knowest us then
 Full well among a many men?"

 "As quoth the lion to the mouse,"
 The man said; "in King Arthur's House
 Men are not names of men alone,
 But coffers rather of deeds done."

 The Queen smiled blithe of heart, and spake:
 "Hast thou done deeds for ladies' sake?"

 "Nay Dame," he said, "I am but young;
 A little have I lived and sung
 And seen thy face this happy noon."

 The King said: "May we hearken soon
 Some merry tale of thee? for I
 Am skilled to know men low and high
 And deem thee neither churl nor fool."

 Said he, "My fathers went to school
 Where folk are taught a many things,
 But not by bliss: men called them kings
 In days when kings were near to seek;
 But as a long thread waxeth weak,
 So is it with our house; and now
 I wend me home from oaken bough
 Unto a stead where roof and wall
 Shall not have over far to fall
 When their last day comes."
 As he spake
 He reddened: "Nathless for their sake,
 Whom the world loved once, mock not me
 O King, if thence I bring to thee
 A morsel and a draught of wine,
 Though nothing king-like here thou dine."

 Of some kind word King Arthur thought,
 But ere he spake the woodman caught
 His forest-nag and leapt thereon,
 And through the tangled brake was gone.
 Then leapt the King down, glad at heart,
 Thinking, This day shall not depart
 Without some voice from days that were;
 And lightly leapt down Guenevere,
 And man and maid lay presently
 Neath the bee-laden branches high,
 And sweet the scent of trodden grass
 Amid the blossoms' perfume was.

 There long they lay, and little spake,
 As folk right loth the calm to break;
 Till lo upon the forest-breeze
 A noise of folk, and from the trees
 They came: the first-seen forester,
 A grizzled carle in such-like gear,
 And then two maidens poorly clad
 Though each a silver chaplet had
 And round her neck a golden chain:
 And last two varlets led a wain
 Drawn by white oxen well bedight
 With oaken boughs and lilies white;
 Therein there lay a cask of wine
 And baskets piled with bread full fine,
 And flesh of hart and roe and hare;
 And in the midst upon a chair
 Done over with a cloth of gold
 There sat a man exceeding old
 With long white locks: and clad was he
 No other than his company
 Save that a golden crown he bore
 Full fairly fashioned as of yore,
 And with a sword was girt about
 Such as few folk will see I doubt.
 Right great it was: the scabbard thin
 Was fashioned of a serpent's skin,
 In every scale a stone of worth;
 Of tooth of sea-lion of the north
 The cross was, and the blood-boot stone
 That heals the hurt the blade hath done
 Hung down therefrom in silken purse:
 The ruddy kin of Niblung's curse
 O'er tresses of a sea-wife's hair
 Was wrapped about the handle fair;
 And last a marvellous sapphire stone
 Amidst of the great pommel shone,
 A blue flame in the forest green.
 And Arthur deemed he ne'er had seen
 So fair a sword: nay not when he
 The wonder of the land-locked sea
 Drew from the stone that Christmas-tide.

 Now forth the forest youth did ride,
 Leapt down beside the King, and spake:
 "King Arthur for thy greatness' sake
 My grandsire comes to look on thee;
 My father standeth here by me;
 These maidens are my sisters twain;
 My brethren draw out from the wain
 Somewhat thy woodland cheer to mend."

 Thereat his sire the knee did bend
 Before the King, who o'er the brown
 Rough sleeve of the man's homespun gown
 Beheld a goodly golden ring:
 And fell to greater marvelling
 When he beheld how fine and fair
 The woodman's kneeling sisters were.
 And all folk thereby deemed in sooth
 That (save indeed the first seen youth)
 These folk were nobler e'en than those
 Of Arthur's wonder of a house.

 But now the elder drew anigh,
 By half a head was he more high
 Than Arthur or than Lancelot,
 Nor had eld bent him: he kneeled not
 Before the King, but smiling took
 His hands in hands that nowise shook;
 And the King joyed as he who sees
 One of his fathers' images
 Stand glad before him in a dream.

 Then down beside the bubbling stream
 They sat together, and the King
 Was loth to fall a questioning;
 So first the elder spake and said:

 "It joys me of thy goodlihead
 O great king of our land; and though
 Our blood within thee doth not flow,
 And I who was a king of yore
 May scarcely kneel thy feet before,
 Yet do I deem thy right the best
 Of all the kings who rule the West.
 I love thy name and fame: behold,
 King Arthur, I am grown so old
 In guilelessness, the Gods have sent,
 Be I content or uncontent,
 This gift unto my latter days
 That I may see as through a haze
 The lives and deeds of days to come:
 I laugh for some, I weep for some --
 I neither laugh nor weep for thee,
 But trembling through the clouds I see
 Thy life and glory to the end;
 And how the sweet and bitter blend
 Within the cup that thou must drink.
 Good is it that thou shalt not shrink
 From either: that the afterdays
 Shall still win glory from thy praise
 And scarce believe thee laid asleep
 When o'er thy deeds the days lie deep."

 He ceased but his old lips moved still,
 As though they would the tale fulfil
 His heart kept secret: Arthur's eyes
 Gleamed with the pride that needs would rise
 Up from his heart, and low he said:
 "I know the living by the dead
 I know the future by the past."
 Wise eyes and kind the elder cast
 Upon him; while a nameless fear
 Smote to the heart of Guenevere,
 And, fainting there, was turned to love:
 And thence a nameless pain did move
 The noble heart of Lancelot,
 The store of longing unforgot.
 -- And west a little moved the sun
 And noon began, and noon was done.

 But as the elder's grey eyes turned
 On Guenevere's, her sweet face burned
 With sweet shame; as though she knew
 He read her story through and through.
 Kindly he looked on her and said:
 "O Queen, the chief of goodlihead,
 Be blithe and glad this day at least
 When in my fathers' house ye feast:
 For surely in their ancient hall
 Ye sit now: look, there went the wall
 Where yon turf ridge runs west-away:
 Time was I heard my grand-dame say
 She saw this stream run bubbling down
 The hall-floor shut in trench of stone;
 Therein she washed her father's cup
 That last eve e'er the fire went up
 O'er ridge and rafter and she passed
 Betwixt the foeman's spears the last
 Of all the women, wrapping round
 This sword the gift of Odin's ground."

 He shook the weapon o'er his knee,
 Thereon gazed Arthur eagerly.
 "Draw it, my lord," quoth Guenevere,
 "Of such things have we little fear
 In Arthur's house." And Lancelot rose
 To look upon the treasure close.
 But grimly smiled the ancient man:
 "E'en as the sun arising wan
 In the black sky when Heimdall's horn
 Screams out and the last day is born,
 This blade to eyes of men shall be
 On that dread day I shall not see --"
 Fierce was his old face for a while:
 But once again he 'gan to smile
 And took the Queen's slim lily hand
 And set it on the deadly brand
 Then laughed and said: "Hold this, O Queen,
 Thine hand is where God's hands have been,
 For this is Tyrfing: who knows when
 His blade was forged? Belike ere men
 Had dwelling on the middle-earth.
 At least a man's life is it worth
 To draw it out once: so behold
 These peace-strings wrought of pearl and gold
 The scabbard to the cross that bind
 Lest a rash hand and heart made blind
 Should draw it forth unwittingly."

 Blithe laughed King Arthur: "Sir," said he,
 "We well may deem in days by gone
 This sword, the blade of such an one
 As thou hast been, would seldom slide
 Back to its sheath unsatisfied.
 Lo now how fair a feast thy kin
 Have dight for us and might we win
 Some tale of thee in Tyrfing's praise,
 Some deed he wrought in greener days,
 This were a blithesome hour indeed."

 "Sir," said the elder, "little need
 To pray me hereof. Please ye dine
 And drink a cup of woodman's wine,
 Surely meantime some tale shall stir
 Within my heart of days that were."

 Then to their meat they gat and there
 Feasted amid the woodland fair
 The fairest folk of all the land.
 Ah me when first the Queen's fair hand
 Drew near the kneeling forest youth
 New-wrought the whole world seemed in sooth
 And nothing left therein of ill.
 So at the last the Queen did fill
 A cup of wine, and drank and said:
 "In memory of thy fathers dead
 I drink, fair lord, drink now with me
 And then bethink thee presently
 Of deeds that once won prize and praise
 The glory of thy fathers' days."
 He drank and laughed and said," Nay, nay,
 Keep we the peace-strings whole today.
 This draught from where thy lips have been
 Within mine old heart maketh green
 The memory of a love full true,
 The first recorded deed that drew
 My fathers' house from dark to light.

 If thus my grandame told aright,
 A rougher place our land was then,
 Quoth she, than with us living men,
 And other trees were in the wood
 And folk of somewhat other blood
 Than ours: then were the small-eyed bears
 More plenty in the woodland lairs
 Than badgers now: no holiday
 It was to chase the wolves away,
 Yea there were folk who had to tell
 Of lyngworms lying on the fell,
 And fearful things by lake and fen,
 And manlike shapes that were not men.
 Then fay-folk roamed the woods at noon,
 And on the grave-mound in the moon
 Faint gleamed the flickering treasure-flame.
 Days of the world that won no fame,
 Yet now, quoth she, folk looking back
 Across the tumult and the wrack
 And swelling up of windy lies
 And dull fool-fashioned cruelties,
 Deem that in those days God abode
 On earth and shared ill times and good
 And right and wrong with that same folk
 Their hands had fashioned for the yoke.
 Quoth she, of such nought tells my tale,
 Yet saith that such as should prevail
 In those days o'er the fears of earth
 Must needs have been some deal of worth,
 And saith that had ye seen a kin
 Who dwelt these very woods within
 Them at the least ye would have told
 For cousins of the Gods of old.
 Amongst all these it tells of one,
 The goodman's last-begotten son,
 Some twenty summers old: as fair
 As any flower that blossomed there
 In sun and rain, and strong therewith
 And lissom as a willow withe.
 Now through these woods amidst of June
 This youngling went until at noon
 From out of the thicket his fair face
 Peered forth upon this very place;
 For he had been a-hunting nigh
 And wearied thought a while to lie
 Beside the freshness of the stream.
 But lo as in a morning dream
 The place was changed, for there was dight
 A fair pavilion blue and white
 E'en where we play, and all around
 Was talk of men and diverse sound,
 Tinkling of bit and neigh of steed
 Clashing of arms and iron weed.
 For round about the painted tent
 Armed folk a many came or went,
 Or on the fresh grass lay about.
 Surely our youth at first had doubt
 If 'twere not better to be gone
 Than meet these stranger folk alone --
 But wot ye well such things as these
 Were new to him born mid the trees
 And wild things: and he thought, Maybe
 The household of the Gods I see:
 Who for as many tales as I
 Have heard of them, I ne'er saw nigh.
 If they be men, I wotted not
 That such fair raiment men had got;
 They will be glad to show them then.

 For one thing taught these woodland men
 Whatever wisdom they let fall
 Men since have won Fear nought at all.

 So from the holly brake he strode
 Shouldering the while his hunter's load,
 A new slain roe; but there arose
 To meet him half a score of those
 Whom in fair words he greeted well.

 Now was he clad in a sheep's fell
 And at his back his quiver hung,
 His woodknife on his thigh: unstrung
 His bow he held in a staff's stead.
 An oaken wreath was round his head
 From whence his crispy locks of brown
 Well nigh unto his belt hung down,
 And howso frank his eyes might be
 A half-frown soothly might you see
 As these men handled sword or spear
 And cried out, "Hold, what dost thou here?"
 "Ah," said he, "then no Gods ye are.
 Fear not, I shall not make you war."
 Therewith his hunting-knife he drew
 And the long blade before them he threw.
 Then loud they laughed; one sheathed his sword:
 "Thanks, army-leader, for that word!
 We are not Gods e'en as thou say'st,
 Nor thou a devil of the waste
 But e'en a devil's a friend belike."
 Something [of] hate hereat did strike
 Unto the woodsman's unused heart,
 Yet he spake softly for his part:
 "What men are ye and where dwell ye?
 What is the wondrous house I see?"
 "In the fair southland is our home
 Yet from the north as now we come,"
 Said one: then with a mocking smile,
 "And in our house there dwells awhile
 A very Goddess of the north.
 But lo you, take a thing of worth
 For that thy quarry, and begone."

 But as he spake another one
 Spake softly in his ear: and so
 The word from this to that did go,
 With laughing that seemed nowise good
 Unto the dweller of the wood,
 Who saying nought moved toward the tent.
 But they came round him as he went
 And said: "Nay, pagan, stay thy feet;
 Thou art not one our dame to greet ...
Title: Re: Victoria's Poetry Stop
Post by: Clay Death on March 24, 2016, 11:30:32 pm
LUVS' FINESSE

The warmth ov your hand, the caress ov your kiss.
Taking away, hearts' loneliness.
With luv, there lays a duress.
Deep Luv, will sometimes depress.
Bringing around, your souls' emptiness.
With each sound, whispers ov luv, you confess.
Heart swings, to different bound.
Comforts me to impress, feelings come around.
Hearts embossed, with luvs' sweet caress.
Softly touching your lips, is part ov luvs finesse.
Whispers so dear, nestled amongst my hair.
Playing with your fingertips, luv mirrored.
Arms so strong, holding me tight, into your chest.
My luv for you, will never be suppressed.
Oh the chills that I get, when I look into your eyes.
Those thrills that I feel, embracing my thighs.
When you play that luving touch, looking into my eyes.
Luvs' finesse, mean so much.


wonderful prose lady V.
Title: Re: Victoria's Poetry Stop
Post by: Clay Death on March 25, 2016, 12:08:54 am
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Title: Re: Victoria's Poetry Stop
Post by: EquineAnn on March 25, 2016, 04:58:23 am
I am more for the old-style poems with rhyme schemes whether serious or funny, Lady Victoria. However, any poem mentioning equines whatever the style attract me. That's a lovely poem you shared with Lady Victoria, Clay.
Title: Re: Victoria's Poetry Stop
Post by: pryzmsticv on March 25, 2016, 07:07:18 pm
Thank you lady Anne, with great admiration my friend. Luv you dear😚
Title: Re: Victoria's Poetry Stop
Post by: pryzmsticv on March 25, 2016, 07:10:53 pm
Thank you mi lord, very much appreciated.
 The prose ov your desires, burn with such fire.
 Creating fires ov composing, and reading to higher phase.
 Visions in my mind, are no longer a haze.
Thank you for sharing my dear.😚
Title: Re: Victoria's Poetry Stop
Post by: pryzmsticv on March 25, 2016, 07:49:23 pm
HATELESS

Hate I will not confess, my heart is free.
My soul, is without emptiness.
Kindness from me, you will always see
The light, shines from me.
The power of luv, will set all free.
Do not turn to bad, to become ironclad.
Somewhere inside, there is an evil that hides.
Devilish there may be, wouldn't you just luv to preside.
What would it be, to bring back, the luv for humanity.
Our hearts react, to so many things.
Sometimes driving us insane, Dominating the pain.
Luv yet still it brings, Hateless to the extreme.
Title: Re: Victoria's Poetry Stop
Post by: pryzmsticv on March 25, 2016, 09:49:16 pm
MEMOIRS'

Fondling thru memories, visions that come back to me.
Fun the Time, that we shared.
Never were you, a burden to bare.
As kids we were to dare, our luv we did not compare.
Being the eldest ov the pair, I was your Au Pair.
Thru years we knew, my luv was always there for you.
Worries thru my mind, continued thru extremities.
You were mine & I was yours, friendship thru eternities.
Title: Re: Victoria's Poetry Stop
Post by: Clay Death on March 25, 2016, 09:53:17 pm
Davor Miljkovic     
 


Camelot of Love





Amongst many, feeling so lonely,
Strange situation life has brought
And all hopes placed on one, last stand.
One that sets you free,
turning gray walls into blue skies.

Encouraged by shimmering visions in mind,
Seeking something that has already died,
Within modern walls its freedom denied.
Yet, will and spirit remain
With little to lose and much to gain,
To go on decision is made.

Subtle kiss moon has blown
To lost wanderer walking alone,
Traces of light it has shown,
Towering over his dream,
Camelot of love.

Awaken by dawn he marches on,
In hopes of finding what cannot be found.
And so his quest goes on,
Passing shapeless halls,
Guided by lights already gone.

Restless nights haunt him now
Unable to put mind at ease
Not knowing how to sleep
Not knowing how to please.

Last night he heard a voice
Brought from far by a whispering wall
Saying you don't have to win it all,
Just be your own.
Thus this chapter to end is drawn,
Of a story with ending unknown.

Amongst many, feeling so lonely,
Strange situation life has brought
And all hopes placed on one, last stand.
One that sets you free,
turning gray walls into blue skies.
Title: Re: Victoria's Poetry Stop
Post by: pryzmsticv on March 25, 2016, 11:16:46 pm
Luving is your poems, that you present here.
Visionary they are to me, all I have to do is read.
Those visions to proceed, into this memory in this mind.
Someday to find, when I want to relive , beauty conceived.
Thank you mi lord for sharing ov your heart in which Camelot grows.😚
Title: Re: Victoria's Poetry Stop
Post by: Clay Death on March 25, 2016, 11:24:25 pm
Luving is your poems, that you present here.
Visionary they are to me, all I have to do is read.
Those visions to proceed, into this memory in this mind.
Someday to find, when I want to relive , beauty conceived.
Thank you mi lord for sharing ov your heart in which Camelot grows.😚


glad you are enjoying the magical sights and sounds of Camelot.


this is such a magical poetry stop.
Title: Re: Victoria's Poetry Stop
Post by: Clay Death on March 25, 2016, 11:24:36 pm
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Title: Re: Victoria's Poetry Stop
Post by: pryzmsticv on March 25, 2016, 11:36:07 pm
TRIVIAL TIME

Trivial is our time, traveling thru my visions ov you.
Destinations ov my mind, sailing the waters of our luv true.
Images ov you and I, disciplined by the ocean blue.
Life hungers there, with luv to compare.
In a different time, existing somewhere.
Your heart is slipping, thru my fingers,
Like the sands ov time.
In my heart, our luv will linger.
Deep thoughts ov you, I will perceive.
Glowing lights, seen thru the trees.
I do see, visions in my heart.
With kisses that are meager, I do appease.
Trivial is our time, it will be at ease, as we sail the ocean breeze.


Title: Re: Victoria's Poetry Stop
Post by: EquineAnn on March 26, 2016, 05:25:16 am
You're welcome, Lady Victoria. I love your latest poems too. I can really relate to some of your poem about memories.
Title: Re: Victoria's Poetry Stop
Post by: Clay Death on March 26, 2016, 11:34:10 pm
Michael Cranford 


 
Of That Grail




Of that grail, could you really not tell?
 Before kingdom came to ruin and fell
 To such betrayal of something felt clear
 Tangled web of hearts in greatest fear
     And blinded by such as if under a spell

 A quest for atonement on perilous trails
 She awaits in seclusion past mission bells
 While with Excalibur drawn never to near
     Of that grail

 A knight once but fell into a hollow shell
 With a cost that torments as that of hell
 As such sorcery alters everything so dear
 Is she the Morgan Le Fay or Guinevere?
 Or perhaps the lady of the lake to take sail?
     Of that grail
Title: Re: Victoria's Poetry Stop
Post by: Clay Death on March 26, 2016, 11:36:55 pm
CyberStargazer   



Arthur Sleeps




In fallen Camelot
 Excalibur weeps,
 as wars rage on
 and Arthur sleeps.

 Awaiting call
 to rise and fight,
 giving aid
 to Englands plight.

 Table toppled
 wine is spilt,
 staining blade
 tarnished gilt.

 Merlin lost
 and magic wane,
 no Lancelot
 nor brave Sir Gawain.

 Armour stands
 covered in rust,
 accusing finger
 wildly thrusts.

 Pointing out
 the hour at hand,
 for all to rise
 and as one stand.
Title: Re: Victoria's Poetry Stop
Post by: pryzmsticv on March 26, 2016, 11:59:09 pm
A wonderful poems Mi Lord, just a beautiful as when they rose.
Thank you my dear for sharing😚
Title: Re: Victoria's Poetry Stop
Post by: pryzmsticv on March 27, 2016, 12:20:52 am
MOONLIGHT DANCE

Let me hold on to you, dancing under the moon.
Making luv with your consent, sweet and reverent.
The soft touch ov you, is crimson blue.
Taste ov your lips, Softness ov your words.
Whispers, I have never heard.
Sweet the taste, ov your kiss.
Telling me, ov what I have missed.
Let us move to our songs, ov our luv carrying on.
Swaying as we move, romantic our tune.
Alluring the touches, to the groove.
As the moonlight dances, upon our souls.
Erotic the dance, too and throw.
In night or day, luvs light paves the way.
Title: Re: Victoria's Poetry Stop
Post by: Clay Death on March 27, 2016, 12:35:28 am
MOONLIGHT DANCE

Let me hold on to you, dancing under the moon.
Making luv with your consent, sweet and reverent.
The soft touch ov you, is crimson blue.
Taste ov your lips, Softness ov your words.
Whispers, I have never heard.
Sweet the taste, ov your kiss.
Telling me, ov what I have missed.
Let us move to our songs, ov our luv carrying on.
Swaying as we move, romantic our tune.
Alluring the touches, to the groove.
As the moonlight dances, upon our souls.
Erotic the dance, too and throw.
In night or day, luvs light paves the way.


magical prose lady V.


Title: Re: Victoria's Poetry Stop
Post by: Clay Death on March 27, 2016, 12:36:01 am
A wonderful poems Mi Lord, just a beautiful as when they rose.
Thank you my dear for sharing😚


you are most welcome lady V.
Title: Re: Victoria's Poetry Stop
Post by: EquineAnn on March 27, 2016, 06:23:36 am
I love the poems you are sharing with Lady Victoria, Clay.
Title: Re: Victoria's Poetry Stop
Post by: Clay Death on March 27, 2016, 11:41:22 pm
Camelot




- Poem by Julia Ann Holliday






 
Camelot, rich imagination of mystery and power,
King Arthur, Merlin, the magic sword of Excalibur.
Fair maiden Guinevere, Arthur's queen,
A beloved wife, but faithful not,
Knights of the round table, and heroic Sir Lancelot.
Wonderful places, in these stories of old,
To bring dreams of romance with knights gallant and bold.
A sad tale of forbidden love affair to hurt Kings pride,
Story set in rugged English countryside.
Passionate love affair between Guinevere and Sir Lancelot,
Bringing trouble to enchanted castle at Camelot.
This love triangle, happy and sad, thrived in the golden mist,
But Mordred, evil knight, put end to this.
Guinevere to burn at stake, to save kings face,
Sir lancelot rescues her,
But now they have to leave enchanted place.
After bloodshed, tears, sad fall for all,
Enchanted land torn apart that day,
Sad music on a mandolin does play,
For broken holy law,
The price they had to pay.
Title: Re: Victoria's Poetry Stop
Post by: Clay Death on March 27, 2016, 11:43:17 pm
Emma




 - Poem by Julia Ann Holliday

     
 
 
Emma has eyes, like the heavens of blue,
She has a delicate air of beauty about her too.
If Emma were a season, she would be spring,
She's free and she's happy, like a bird on the wing. Where Emma is, you hear the laughter of great friends,
Whose happiness never comes to an end,
It was in a green vale, that Emma was born,
And heaven's angels guard her from dusk until dawn. Emma has found the gift of love, so true,
Which spreads radiant joy, when she shares this gift with you,
She's gentle and innocent and pure like a dove,
And when she cries,
Her tears are like translucent fountains,
Falling from above.
Title: Re: Victoria's Poetry Stop
Post by: Clay Death on March 27, 2016, 11:44:18 pm
I love the poems you are sharing with Lady Victoria, Clay.

thanks lady Ann.


glad you are enjoying lady V's poetry stop.
Title: Re: Victoria's Poetry Stop
Post by: pryzmsticv on March 28, 2016, 12:01:34 am
Oh Mi Lord. You've done it again, beautiful to the very end. The prose that thou doth choose, favors the muse. Thank you again sire, your prose I do admire.😚
Title: Re: Victoria's Poetry Stop
Post by: pryzmsticv on March 28, 2016, 12:18:19 am
STAR WATCHER

There is a star, way up high.
It watches over me, every time I die.
Tender my heart, caressing the time.
Thoughts that travel on a whim, souls that go for swim.
Fly away with me, to another kingdom somewhere.
Where there are, no differences to compare.
Places ov which, we want our fantasies.
Crystal clear, is the luv that I see.
Let me dive into your hearts', gentle serenities'.
Swimming, within your soul.
Echos ov your mind, making it so easy to find.
Star searching, in my time, celestial luvs' rhyme.
Title: Re: Victoria's Poetry Stop
Post by: Clay Death on March 28, 2016, 12:25:04 am
STAR WATCHER

There is a star, way up high.
It watches over me, every time I die.
Tender my heart, caressing the time.
Thoughts that travel on a whim, souls that go for swim.
Fly away with me, to another kingdom somewhere.
Where there are, no differences to compare.
Places ov which, we want our fantasies.
Crystal clear, is the luv that I see.
Let me dive into your hearts', gentle serenities'.
Swimming, within your soul.
Echos ov your mind, making it so easy to find.
Star searching, in my time, celestial luvs' rhyme.


magnificent prose lady V.
Title: Re: Victoria's Poetry Stop
Post by: pryzmsticv on March 28, 2016, 12:33:26 am
Thank you my dear, been working on few to complete, so tonight I will do just that.😚
Title: Re: Victoria's Poetry Stop
Post by: pryzmsticv on March 28, 2016, 12:44:20 am
SILENT DREAMS

Sitting in the silence of the night, visions to enlighten.
Sounds reappear, from within my sight.
Thinking ov you, feels me with delight.
Dreaming ov you, thru out the night.
Dancing with the stars, in the middle ov the moonlight.
Romance perseveres, with you approaching near.
Alluring I your smile, distinctively driving me wild.
Demure I must be, within the light that shines from me.
My head lays heavy, upon you near.
May I pull, you close my dear.
Sweet dreams ov us, are always mirrored.
Title: Re: Victoria's Poetry Stop
Post by: Clay Death on March 28, 2016, 12:51:58 am
Matilda Betham




The Lay Of Marie - Canto Third



"Careless alike who went or came,
  I seldom ask'd the stranger's name,
  When such a being came in view
  As eagerly the question drew.
  'The Lady Osvalde,' some one cried,
  'Sir Eustace' late appointed bride,
  His richest ward the king's behest
  Gives to the bravest and the best.'

   "Enchantments, wrought by pride and fear,
  Made me, though mute, unmov'd appear.
  My eye was quiet, and the while
  My lip maintain'd a steady smile.
  It cost me much, alas! to feign;
  But while I struggled with the pain,
  With beauty stole upon my sight
  An inward feeling of delight.

   "Long did the silken lashes lie
  Upon a dark and brilliant eye;
  Bright the wild rose's finest hue
  O'er a pure cheek of ivory flew.
  Her smile, all plaintive and resign'd,
  Bespake a gentle, suffering mind;
  And e'en her voice, so clear and faint,
  Had something in it of complaint.
  Her delicate and slender form,
  Like a vale-lily from the storm,
  Seem'd pensively to shrink away,
  More timid in a crowd so gay.
  Large jewels glitter'd in her hair;
  And, on her neck, as marble fair,
  Lay precious pearls, in countless strings;
  Her small, white hands, emboss'd with rings,
  Announc'd high rank and amplest wealth,
  But neither freedom, power, nor health.

   "Near her Sir Eustace took his stand,
  With manner sad, yet soft and bland;
  Spoke oft, but her replies were tame;
  And soon less frequent both became.
  Their converse seem'd by labour wrought,
  Without one sweet, free-springing thought;
  Without those flashes of delight
  Which make it tender, deep, or bright!
  It was not thus upon the sea
  He us'd to look and talk with me!
  Not thus, when, lost to all around,
  His haughty kinsmen saw and frown'd!
  Then all unfelt the world's controul,--
  Its rein lay lightly o'er his soul;
  Far were its prides and cautions hurl'd,
  And Thought's wide banner flew unfurl'd.

   "Yet we should do fair Osvalde wrong
  To class her with the circling throng:
  Her mind was like a gentle sprite,
  Whose wings, though aptly form'd for flight,
  From cowardice are seldom spread;
  Who folds the arms, and droops the head;
  Stealing, in pilgrim guise along,
   With needless staff, and vestment grey,
  It scarcely trills a vesper song
   Monotonous at close of day.
  Cross but its path, demanding aught,
  E'en what its pensive mistress sought,
  Though forward welcoming she hied,
  And its quick footstep glanc'd aside.

   "Restraint, alarms, and solitude,
  Her early courage had subdu'd;
  Fetter'd her movements, looks, and tongue,
  While on her heart more weighty hung
  Each griev'd resentment, doubt, and pain,
  Each dread of anger or disdain.
  A deeper sorrow also lent
  The sharpen'd pang of discontent;
  For unconceal'd attachment prov'd
  Destructive to the man she lov'd.

   "Owning, like her, an orphan's doom,
  He had not that prescriptive home
  Which wealth and royal sanction buys;
  No powerful friends, nor tender ties;--
  No claims, save former promise given,
  Whose only witness was in heaven;
  And promise takes a slender hold,
  Where all is selfish, dull, and cold.

   "Slowly that bloomless favour grew,
  Before his stern protectors knew
  The secret which arous'd disdain.
  Declaring that he did but feign,
  They, in unpitying vengeance, hurl'd
  A sister's offspring on the world.
  Thus outrag'd, pride's corroding smart,
  The fever of a throbbing heart,
  Impell'd him first to wander round,
  And soon to leap that barrier ground,
  And seek the arch'd, embowering way,
  In which her steps were wont to stray.

   "No sleep his heavy eyes could close,
  Nor restless memory find repose,
  Nor hope a plan on which to rest,
  In the wild tumult of a breast
  With warring passions deeply fraught.
  To see her was his only thought;
  Feel once again the tones that sprung
  So oft to that endearing tongue,
  Flow on his heart; desponding, faint,
  But too indignant for complaint;
  Say how completely he resign'd
  All former influence o'er her mind,
  Where it was better to destroy
  Each vestige of their days of joy.
  To breathe her name he would not dare,
  Except in solitude and prayer!
  'Beyond belief I love, adore,
  But never will behold thee more!'
  Thus thinking o'er each purpose high,
  Tears gather'd blinding in his eye;
  And bitter, uncontroul'd regret
  Exclaim'd, 'Why have we ever met?'

   "These conflicts and these hopes were fled;
  Alas! poor youth! his blood, was shed,
   Before the feet of Osvalde trod
   Again on the empurpled sod.
  No voice had dar'd to tell the tale;
   But she had many a boding thrill,
   For dumb observance watch'd her still;
   For laughter ceas'd whene'er she came,
   And none pronounc'd her lover's name!
   When wilfully she sought this spot,
   Shudderings prophetic mark'd his lot;
  She look'd! her maiden's cheek was pale!
   And from the hour did ne'er depart
   That deadly tremor from her heart.
   Pleasure and blandishment were vain;
   Deaf to persuasion's dulcet strain,
   It never reach'd her mind again.

  "Arise, lovely mourner! thy sorrows give o'er,
   Nor droop so forlornly that beautiful head!
  Thy sighs art unheard by the youth they deplore,
   And those warm-flowing tears all unfelt by the dead.

  "Then quit this despondence, sweet Osvalde! be gay!
   See open before thee the gates of delight!
  Where the Hours are now lingering on tiptoe, away!
   They view thee with smiles, and are loth to take flight.

  "See the damsels around thee, how joyous they are!
   How their eyes sparkle pleasure whenever they meet!
  What sweet flowers are entwin'd in their long, floating hair!
   How airy their movements, how nimble their feet!

  "O! bear her from hence! when she sees them rejoice,
   Still keener the pain of her agony burns;
  And when Joy carols by, with a rapturous voice,
   To hopeless Remembrance more poignantly turns.

    "Thus often has her bosom bled;
   Thus have I seen her fainting led
  From feasts intended to dispel
  The woeful thoughts she nurs'd so well.
  And must she, by the king's command,
  To Eustace plight that fever'd hand?
  Proud, loyal as he is, can he,
  A victim to the same decree,
  Receive it, while regretting me?
  For that poor, withering heart, resign
  The warm, devoted faith of mine!

   "Have I, too, an allotted task?
  What from the Minstrel do they ask?
  A nimble finger o'er the chords,
  A tongue replete with gracious words!
  Alas! the tribute they require,
  Truth, sudden impulse, should inspire;
  And from the senseless, subject lyre,
  Such fine and mellow music flow,
  The skill that forms it should not know
  Whence the delicious tones proceed;
  But, lost in rapture's grateful glow,
  Doubt its own power, and cry, 'Indeed,
  Some passing angel sweeps the strings,
  Wafting from his balsamic wings
  The sweetest breath of Eden bowers,
  Tones nurs'd and hovering there in flowers,
  Have left their haunts to wander free,
  Linger, alight, and dwell on thee!'

   "In Osvalde's porch, where, full in bloom,
  The jasmine spread its rich perfume;
  And, in thick clustering masses, strove
  To hide the arch of stone above;
  While many a long and drooping spray
  Wav'd up, and lash'd the air in play;
  Was I ordain'd my harp to place,
  The pair with bridal strains to grace.

   "The royal will,--and what beside?
  O! what I since have lost,--my pride,
  Forbade the wonted song to fail:
  I met him with a cheerful hail.
  I taught my looks, my lips, to feign
  I bade my hand its task sustain;
  And when he came to seek the bride,
  Her rival thus, unfaltering, cried:--

  "'Approach! approach, thou gallant knight!
  England's first champion in the fight,
  Of grace and courtesy the flower,
  Approach the high-born Osvalde's bower!
  And forth let manly valour bring
  Youth's timid meekness, beauty's spring!

  "'Thou darling of a vassal host,
  Thy parents' stay, thy kinsman's boast;
  Thou favourite in a monarch's eyes,
  Whose gracious hand awards the prize;
  Thee does the brightest lot betide,
  The best domain, the fairest bride!'

   "Mine sunk beneath the mournful look
  Which glanc'd disdainful as I spoke;
  And, when his step past hurrying by,
  And when I heard his struggling sigh,
  A moment on my quailing tongue
  The speech constrain'd of welcome hung;
  But in the harp's continuous sound
  My wandering thoughts I quickly found.

   



(contd. in the next post)
Title: Re: Victoria's Poetry Stop
Post by: Clay Death on March 28, 2016, 12:53:47 am
"'Haste on! and here thy duteous train
  In rapt expectance shall remain;
  Till, with thee, brilliant as a gem
  Set in a kingdom's diadem,
  Thy lovely mistress shall appear!
  O! hasten! we await thee here!'

   "Again did that upbraiding eye
  Check my false strain in passing by;
  And its concentred meaning fell
  Into my soul:--It was not well
  To triumph thus, though but in show;
   To chant the lay that joyance spoke,
   To wear the gay and careless look.--
  The ardent and the tender know
  What pain those self-reproaches brought,
  When conscience took the reins of thought
  Into her hand, avenging more
  All that she seem'd to prompt before.
  O tyrant! from whose stern command
   No act of mine was ever free,
  How oft wouldst thou a censor stand
   For what I did to pleasure thee!
  The well-propp'd courage of my look,
   The sportive language, airy tone,
  To wounded love and pride bespoke
   A selfish hardness not my own!
  And only lulling secret pain,
  I seem'd to fling around disdain.

   "To him, with warm affections crost,
  Who, owning happiness was lost,
  Had said, 'Dear maiden, were I free,
  They would not let me think of thee;
  The only one who on my sight
  Breaks lovely as the morning light;
  Whom my heart bounding springs to greet,
  Seeks not, but always hopes to meet;
  With eager joy unlocks its store,
  Yet ever pines to tell thee more!'
  To him, should feign'd indifference bring
  A killing scorn, a taunting sting?
  To Osvalde, drooping and forlorn,
   A flower fast fading on the stem,
  All exultation seem'd like scorn,
   For what was hope and joy to them?
  As with awakening judgment came
  These feelings of remorse and shame,
  With the throng'd crowd, the bustling scene,
  Did deep abstractions intervene,
  O'er yielding effort holding sway,
  As, humbled, I pursued my way.

   "The festive flowers, the incens'd air,
  The altar taper's reddening glare;
  The pausing, slow-advancing pair,
  Her fainter, his most watchful air;
  The vaulted pile, the solemn rite,
  Impress'd, then languish'd on my sight;
  And all my being was resign'd
  To that strong ordeal, where the mind,
  Summon'd before a heavenly throne,
  Howe'er surrounded, feels alone.
  When, bow'd in dust all earthly pride,
  All earthly power and threats defied,
  Mortal opinion stands as nought
  In the clear'd atmosphere of thought;
  And selfish care, and worldly thrall,
  And mean repining, vanish all.
  When prayers are pour'd to God above,
  His eyes send forth their beams of love;
  Darkness forsakes our mental sky,
  And, demon-like, our passions fly.
  The holy presence, by its stay
  Drives failings, fears, and woes away;
  Refines, exalts, our nature draws
  To share its own eternal laws
  Of pure benevolence and rest,
  The future portion of the blest--
  Their constant portion! Soon this flow
  Of life I lost--recall'd below:
  From prayers for them recall'd. Around,
  A sudden rush, of fearful sound,
  Smote on my ear; of voices crying,
  'The bride, the Lady Osvalde dying!
  Give place! make room!' the hurrying press
  Eustace alarm'd; and, in distress,
  Calling for air, and through the crowd
  Which an impeded way allow'd,
  Forcing slow progress; bearing on
  Her pallid form; when, wholly gone
  You might have deem'd her mortal breath,
  Cold, languid, motionless as death,
  I saw before my eyes advance,
  And 'woke, astounded, from my trance.

   "The air reviv'd her--but again
  She left not, for the social train,
  The stillness of her chamber;--ne'er
  Its threshold pass'd, but on her bier:
  Spoke but to one who seem'd to stand
  Anear, and took his viewless hand,
  To promise, let whate'er betide,
  She would not be another's bride.
  Then, pleading as for past offence,
  Cried out aloud, 'They bore me hence!
  My feet, my lips, refus'd to move,
  To violate the vows of love!
  My sense recoil'd, my vision flew,
  Almost before I met thy view!
  Almost before I heard thee cry
  Perfidious Osvalde! look and die!

   "'Oppose them? No! I did not dare!
  I am not as a many are,
  Ruling themselves: my spirits fly,
  My force expires before reply.
  Instinctively a coward, free
  In speech, in act, I could not be
  With any in my life, but thee!
  Nor strength, nor power do I possess,
  Except, indeed, to bear distress!
  Except to pour the aching sigh,
   Which only can my pain relieve;
  Inhuman ye who ask me why,
   And pause, to wonder that I grieve:
  Mine are the wounds which never close,
   Mine is a deep, untiring care;
  A horror flying from repose,
   A weight the sickening soul must bear.
  The tears that from these eyelids flow,
   The sad confusion of my brain,
  All waking phantoms of its woe,
   Your anger, and the world's disdain,--
  Seek not to sooth me!--they are sent
   This feeble frame and heart to try!
  It is establish'd, be content!
   They never leave me till I die!'

   "So little here is understood,
  So little known the great and good,
  The deep regret that Eustace prov'd,
  Brought home conviction that he lov'd
  To many: others thought, her dower,
  The loss of lordships, wealth, and power,
  Full cause for sorrow; and the king
  Hop'd he might consolation bring,
  And bind a wavering servant o'er,
  (Not found too loyal heretofore,)
  By linking his sole daughter's fate
  In wedlock with an English mate--
  His favourite too! whose own domain
  Spread over valley, hill, and plain;
  Whose far-trac'd lineage did evince
  A birth-right worthy of a prince;
  Whose feats of arms, whose honour, worth,
  Were even nobler than his birth;
  Who, in his own bright self, did bring
  A presence worthy of a king--
  A form to catch and charm the eye,
  Make proud men gracious, ladies sigh;
  The boldest, wisest, and the best,
  Greater than each presuming guest;--
  I speak from judgment, not from love,--
  In all endowments far above
  Who tastes this day of festal cheer,
  And whom his death assembles here!

   "That he is known those look avow,
  The mantling cheek, the knitting brow:
  I could not hope it did he live,
  But now, O! now, ye must forgive!
  Most recreant they who dare offend
  One who has lost her only friend!
  De Stafford's widow here appears--
  For him, my Eustace, flow these tears!
  Ye may not blame me! ye have wives,
  Who yet may sorrow for your lives!
  Who, in the outset of their grief,
   Upon a father's neck may spring;
  Or find in innocence relief,
   And to a cherish'd infant cling;
  Or thus, like me, forlornly shed
  Their lonely wailing o'er the dead!

  "Can eyes that briny torrents steep,
  Others in strong subjection keep?
  Yes! here are some that mine obey,
  And, self-indignant at the sway
  I hold upon them, turn away!
  Some, too, who have no cause for shame,
  Whom even the injur'd cannot blame,
  Now here, now there, above, below,
  Their looks of wild avoidance throw!
  Nay, gentle cousin, blush not so!
  And do not, pray thee, rise to go!
  I am bewilder'd with my woe;
  But hear me fairly to the end,
  I will not pain thee, nor offend.
  O no! I would thy favour win;
  For, when I die, as next of kin,
  So 'reft am I of human ties,
  It is thy place to close my eyes!

   "With state and wealth to thee I part,
  But could not with De Stafford's heart!
  Nor could I mute and prudent be
  When all at once I found 'twas thee,
  Doom'd ever, in thy own despite,
  To take my rank, usurp my right!
  I told, alas! my father's name,
  The noble stock from which I came:--
  'Marie de Brehan, sounds as well,
  Perhaps,' I cried, 'as Isabel!
  And were the elder branch restor'd,
  (My grandsire was the rightful lord,)
  I, in my injur'd father's place,
  Those large domains, that name would grace.'

   "I never saw a joy so bright,
  So full, so fledg'd with sparkling light,
  As that which on the instant flew
  To his quick eye, when Eustace knew
  He had not yielded to a yoke
  Which prudence blam'd, or reason broke.
  'O! trebly blest this hour,' he cried;
  'I take not now another bride!
  I bow'd to duty and to pride;
  But, here I pledge my solemn vow,
  To wealth alone I will not bow!
  The only offspring of a race
  No misalliance did disgrace;
  Nurtur'd, school'd, fashion'd by their laws,
  Not wishing an exceptive clause,
  Till thee, my only choice, I met;
  And then, with useless, deep regret,
  I found in birth, and that alone,
  Thou wert unworthy of a throne!
  My ancestors appear'd too nice;
  Their grandeur bore too high a price,
  If, with it, on the altar laid,
  Freedom and happiness were paid!
  Yet, could I give my father pain,
  Or treat those lessons with disdain,
  I heard a child upon his knee;
  And, at the present, knew to be
  Entwin'd with every vital part?
  To scorn them were to break his heart!
  My mother too, though meek and kind,
  Possessing such a stately mind,
  That once perceiving what was fit,
  If 'twere to die, must still submit;
  Knowing no question in the right,
  Would not have borne me in her sight;
  Though quick her sands of life would run,
  Deserting, angry with her son!
  Yet noble both, by honour bound,
  To take no other vantage ground,
  They will not use a meaner plea,
  Nor sordid reasons urge to me!
  Good and high-minded, they will yield:
  I shall be victor in that field;
  And for my sovereign, we shall find
  Some inlet to his eager mind;
  At once not rashly all disclose,
  His plans or bidding to oppose,--
  That his quick temper would not brook;
  But I will watch a gracious look,
  And foster an auspicious hour,
  To try both love and reason's power.
  Zealous I cannot fail to be,
  Thou canst not guess to what degree,
  Dear Marie, when I plead for thee!'

   "That the result was plain, I knew,
  For I had often heard him sue,
  And never known a boon denied.
  In secret I became his bride:
  But heaven the union disapprov'd--
  The father he so truly lov'd,
  Before this first offence was told,
  Though neither sick, infirm, or old,
  Without a moment's warning, died!

   "This seal'd his silence for awhile;
  For, till he saw his mother smile,
  Till time the cloud of woe should chace
  From her pale, venerable face,
  He felt the tale he dar'd not break,--
  He could not on the subject speak!
  And oh! the gentle mourn so long,
  The faint lament outlasts the strong!

  "Her waning health was fair pretence
  To keep his voyage in suspence;
  But still the king, averse or mute,
  Heard coldly his dejected suit,
  To give the lingering treaty o'er;
  And once exclaim'd, 'Persuade no more!
  This measure 'tis resolv'd to try!
  We must that veering subject buy;
  Else, let the enemy advance,
  De Brehan surely sides with France!'"

   The harp again was silent; still
  No fiat of the general will
  Bade her to cease or to proceed:
  Oft an inquiring eye, indeed,
  The strangers rais'd; but instant check'd,
  Lest the new vassals should suspect
  They thought the monarch's reasons just,
  And faith so varying brought mistrust.
  De Brehan, with a bitter smile,
  Eyes closing, lips compress'd the while,
  Although Remorse, with keenest dart,
  And disappointment wrung his heart;
  Although he long'd to thunder--"Cease!"
  Restrain'd his fury, kept his peace.
Title: Re: Victoria's Poetry Stop
Post by: pryzmsticv on March 28, 2016, 03:05:03 am
You were right my dear, it is one hell ov a poem. Yes I indeed do like it. Thank You My Dear for sharing it. Beautiful are the poems that you do bring.😚
Title: Re: Victoria's Poetry Stop
Post by: EquineAnn on March 28, 2016, 04:22:53 am
You're welcome, Clay. Of course I'm enjoying both the poems you're sharing with Lady Victoria & the poems Lady Victoria is sharing with us.
Title: Re: Victoria's Poetry Stop
Post by: Clay Death on March 28, 2016, 10:31:49 pm
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Title: Re: Victoria's Poetry Stop
Post by: Clay Death on March 28, 2016, 10:52:13 pm
A Knight In Shining Armor



- Poem by Juan Olivarez


 
 
I wish I was, a Knight in shining armor,
To Guard you while you sleep.
And bring you dreams Of intense ardor,
And lovely memories to keep.

Or a valiant prince to kiss your lips,
And wake you from your dreams.
Or a poet to read you verse and quips,
Underneath the full moons beams.

I wish I had a Golden Charger, strong,
To carry you away.
To a castle high where you belong,
Where you and I would stay.

And all around would wait on you,
And grant your every whim.
And I would dress you in gold and blue,
And serve you till my eyes would dim.

But you are my queen, in everyway,
And I live just for you.
And together we will spend our days,
Just like when love was new.


Title: Re: Victoria's Poetry Stop
Post by: Clay Death on March 28, 2016, 10:53:42 pm
I'll be your knight in shining armor




If you were in a fairy tale.
 I would be there too.
 I would put on my armor.
 And stand in front of you.

 I would drop to knee and lower head.
 "My sword and life is yours"
 I would speak the words.
 But I would mean them too.

 Through cursed forest or dreaded swamp.
 I would ride for you.
 To stand beside you is an honor.
 My own fairy tale Princess.

 May dragon come so I may fight.
 So you may see my sacrifice.
 I will sing for you and make you laugh.
 Your knight in shining armor.
Title: Re: Victoria's Poetry Stop
Post by: Clay Death on March 28, 2016, 10:55:23 pm
You're welcome, Clay. Of course I'm enjoying both the poems you're sharing with Lady Victoria & the poems Lady Victoria is sharing with us.


all the poetry threads here at Camelot are magical.


full of magic and inspiration.

glad you are enjoying Camelot.
Title: Re: Victoria's Poetry Stop
Post by: pryzmsticv on March 29, 2016, 12:09:49 am
How wonderful and delightful are the poems. You have such wonderful taste for words my dear, and the ov the images that you post. I believe somewhere in your past lives you were a king. Thank you dear for sharing.😚💋
Title: Re: Victoria's Poetry Stop
Post by: Clay Death on March 29, 2016, 12:20:51 am
How wonderful and delightful are the poems. You have such wonderful taste for words my dear, and the ov the images that you post. I believe somewhere in your past lives you were a king. Thank you dear for sharing.😚💋

thank for the kind remarks lady V.


we are all having so much fun at Camelot thanks to wonderful and creative folks like you.

our Camelot family is the best.
Title: Re: Victoria's Poetry Stop
Post by: Clay Death on March 29, 2016, 12:54:37 am
Where Is My Shining Knight!



- Poem by sharon kubeck




Where is my shining knight?
I fear that he is nowhere in sight!

To save me from this dark and dreary doom,
Where there is no escape within this room!

I look upon this land so wide and vast,
Trying to escape my nightmares and my past!

I look upon the ocean painted blue,
In my dreams and hopes of finding you!

My shield of armor has been stripped of me,
Leaving so helpless and lost in total insanity!

So as my dreams are all about you,
I hope someday that I will find you!
Title: Re: Victoria's Poetry Stop
Post by: Clay Death on March 29, 2016, 12:58:21 am
Whitered Petals Of My Life


 - Poem by sharon kubeck



Withered Petals of my Life


How do I restore the withered petals of my life!
When will the sunshine down on me to let me grow?

To feel the warm caress of the sun touch my face,
Washing away my tears and pain without a trace!

The nurturing that Mother Earth that makes me grow,
I reach my leaves up to sky and to catch the suns glow!

The warm gentle breeze that wraps around me,
Lets me sway back and forth so daintily!

As I emerge from the withered petals of darkness and plight,
There will be sunshine, hope, laughter and light!
Title: Re: Victoria's Poetry Stop
Post by: pryzmsticv on March 29, 2016, 01:17:56 am
SANDPRINTS

Take my hand and walk with me, thru eternity.
Decades ov our luvs' commands, soft touches', we apprehend.
Gently kissing, as we walk hand in hand.
Feet squishing along, in the wet sand.
Memories ov our luv, they will always  stand
Whispers in my mind, tells me it is time.
Breezes blow thru, souls that are new.
As I walk with you, our hearts holds true.
Celestial views ov our life, carries us thru our strife.
Blues are the hues, that shines us bright.
Galaxies that holds, onto us tight.
Enlightened by the beauty, ov the night.
How one could see the rays, and not want to stay.
Visions we do retrieve, magically our luv will see.
Sandprints ov eternity.
Title: Re: Victoria's Poetry Stop
Post by: pryzmsticv on March 29, 2016, 01:34:54 am
SERENITY

Beautiful, are your poems tonight.
As a dove, taking on flight.
Luv perseveres, thru the hearts ov our poems.
As they take on height, creating a beautiful sight.
Camelot grows, with such serenity my dear😚💋
Title: Re: Victoria's Poetry Stop
Post by: EquineAnn on March 29, 2016, 03:20:25 am
I like most of the poetry here, Clay. I'm not a lover of blank verse but it can be beautiful. The reason for this is because I don't really understand it though I have had the odd go.
Title: Re: Victoria's Poetry Stop
Post by: Clay Death on March 29, 2016, 09:46:36 pm
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Title: Re: Victoria's Poetry Stop
Post by: pryzmsticv on March 29, 2016, 11:10:49 pm
LUV OV A QUEEN

Sitting quietly, with you upon my mind.
Desiring you, thru out our time.
Tales of our luv, brave for hearts to conquer.
You my knight, in shining armor.
Visions ov luv, forever I have seen.
For decades, I have been your queen.
Dismal to others, our life will be.
Hand in hand, thru our destiny.
Thru our paths, that run behind.
Beautiful will be our find, keepers ov the score.
Memories ov your tours, theories are the signs.
Visions will, continue to be more, if you could be mine.
My luv for you, travels thru history, luve be told.
With one day ov hope, we will be Luving strong.
I your queen and you as my king, forever our luv will reign.
Title: Re: Victoria's Poetry Stop
Post by: pryzmsticv on March 30, 2016, 06:57:14 pm
Busy you have been my sire, but with respect I do admire. Thank you for the images sire.😚

Thank you lady Anne appreciated.😚
Title: Re: Victoria's Poetry Stop
Post by: pryzmsticv on March 30, 2016, 07:25:44 pm
SINGLE TREE

A single tree sits alone, surrounded by beauty that is owned.
Luv it retains, working together, both will reign.
Open minds sustain, visions to become real.
Magically we will instill, when we no longer feel.
Wondering has my mind, looking for something we no can longer find.
Mankind is going blind, to visions ov the luving kind.
With nature, may be the answers we need to find.
Living free, the way we were meant to be,
No wars do we see, one against one, is how they all survive.
That is their destiny, along with their instincts, ov their lives.
Beautiful the reign, together live & survive.
Title: Re: Victoria's Poetry Stop
Post by: pryzmsticv on March 30, 2016, 09:25:57 pm
BEAUTIFUL CREATURES

Heart to heart, our luv competes.
Looking for the luv, that we seek.
Darkness ov the night, as the crimson peaks.
Shadows everywhere. Creatures ov a beautiful sight.
We luv the meek, bloodletting our right.
In the fog, alive I am to be.
Ecstatic my reprieve, wonderful my eyes, ov you to see.
Drifting thru the fog, quickens that crimson siege.
Dark the alleys, shadows do deceive.
Works ov mystic wonders, wanting you to be ov me.
Essence ov a human near, is a drive to persevere.
Oh the human charm, as I hold you so dear.
Cradled within your arms, I listen to your heart.
With your life, I do not wish for you to part.
You are my heart, thru you I have a life, I wish to live.
Title: Re: Victoria's Poetry Stop
Post by: Clay Death on March 31, 2016, 12:04:38 am
BEAUTIFUL CREATURES

Heart to heart, our luv competes.
Looking for the luv, that we seek.
Darkness ov the night, as the crimson peaks.
Shadows everywhere. Creatures iv a beautiful sight.
We luv the meek, bloodletting our right.
In the fog, alive I am to be.
Ecstatic my reprieve, wonderful my eyes, ov you to see.
Drifting thru the fog, quickens that crimson siege.
Dark the alleys, shadows do deceive.
Works ov mystic wonders, wanting you to be ov me.
Essence ov a human near, is a drive to persevere.
Oh the human charm, as I hold you so dear.
Cradled within your arms, I listen to your heart.
With your life, I do not wish for you to part.
You are my heart, thru you I have a life, I wish to live.


wonderful prose lady V.
Title: Re: Victoria's Poetry Stop
Post by: pryzmsticv on March 31, 2016, 02:36:01 am
Thank you Mi Lord, within my stop I try to build. Sometimes  the words in mind disappear. To a different time. Thank you greatly appreciated sire. 😚💋
Title: Re: Victoria's Poetry Stop
Post by: pryzmsticv on March 31, 2016, 11:30:01 pm
DESTINY'S MATE

Time strikes me down, with each time, my luv I found.
Sad is the mind, when I traveled back thru time.
Appendages' ov life, severes each find.
Shredding hearts, isn't so kind.
Hearts wish to be consoled. Not primed.
When cutting someone, out of your life.
Cut deep enough, removing all ov the pain.
Our hearts react, to so many things.
Sometimes, driving us insane.
Dominating thru the pain, luv yet it still brings.
Destiny is your thing, to find luv once again.
Mirrored thru time, destiny's mate.
Title: Re: Victoria's Poetry Stop
Post by: pryzmsticv on March 31, 2016, 11:48:47 pm
MOTHER'S CREST

Thunder, what a beautiful sound.
The mother, holds her ground.
Heralding, lighting as her crown.
Her tears, are so profound.
If only they could purify, the deformity Ov mankind.
Washing away, the blight ov humanity.
Would it not be, the best ov it's refinery.
Living as mother nature's best, dignified again, heralding her crest.
Title: Re: Victoria's Poetry Stop
Post by: Clay Death on April 01, 2016, 12:23:14 am
DESTINY'S MATE

Time strikes me down, with each time, my luv I found.
Sad is the mind, when I traveled back thru time.
Appendages' ov life, severes each find.
Shredding hearts, isn't so kind.
Hearts wish to be consoled. Not primed.
When cutting someone, out of your life.
Cut deep enough, removing all ov the pain.
Our hearts react, to so many things.
Sometimes, driving us insane.
Dominating thru the pain, luv yet it still brings.
Destiny is your thing, to find luv once again.
Mirrored thru time, destiny's mate.

awesome prose lady V.
Title: Re: Victoria's Poetry Stop
Post by: pryzmsticv on April 01, 2016, 04:40:03 am
Thank you my dear, with more poems.
My poetry stop, will persevere.
Title: Re: Victoria's Poetry Stop
Post by: Clay Death on April 01, 2016, 09:06:03 pm
The Lady of Shalott (1842 Version)



by:  Alfred Lord Tennyson  (Author)





Part I.

 On either side the river lie
 Long fields of barley and of rye,
 That clothe the wold and meet the sky;
 And thro' the field the road runs by
            To many-tower'd Camelot;
 And up and down the people go,
 Gazing where the lilies blow
 Round an island there below,
            The island of Shalott.

 Willows whiten, aspens quiver,
 Little breezes dusk and shiver
 Thro' the wave that runs for ever
 By the island in the river
            Flowing down to Camelot.
 Four gray walls, and four gray towers,
 Overlook a space of flowers,
 And the silent isle imbowers
            The Lady of Shalott.

 By the margin, willow-veil'd
 Slide the heavy barges trail'd
 By slow horses; and unhail'd
 The shallop flitteth silken-sail'd
            Skimming down to Camelot:
 But who hath seen her wave her hand?
 Or at the casement seen her stand?
 Or is she known in all the land,
            The Lady of Shalott?

 Only reapers, reaping early
 In among the bearded barley,
 Hear a song that echoes cheerly
 From the river winding clearly,
            Down to tower'd Camelot:
 And by the moon the reaper weary,
 Piling sheaves in uplands airy,
 Listening, whispers "'Tis the fairy
            Lady of Shalott."

 Part II.

 There she weaves by night and day
 A magic web with colours gay.
 She has heard a whisper say,
 A curse is on her if she stay
            To look down to Camelot.
 She knows not what the curse may be,
 And so she weaveth steadily,
 And little other care hath she,
            The Lady of Shalott.

 And moving thro' a mirror clear
 That hangs before her all the year,
 Shadows of the world appear.
 There she sees the highway near
            Winding down to Camelot:
 There the river eddy whirls,
 And there the surly village-churls,
 And the red cloaks of market girls,
            Pass onward from Shalott.

 Sometimes a troop of damsels glad,
 An abbot on an ambling pad,
 Sometimes a curly shepherd-lad,
 Or long-hair'd page in crimson clad,
            Goes by to tower'd Camelot;
 And sometimes thro' the mirror blue
 The knights come riding two and two:
 She hath no loyal knight and true,
            The Lady of Shalott.

 But in her web she still delights
 To weave the mirror's magic sights,
 For often thro' the silent nights
 A funeral, with plumes and lights
            And music, went to Camelot:
 Or when the moon was overhead,
 Came two young lovers lately wed;
 "I am half-sick of shadows," said
            The Lady of Shalott.

 Part III.

 A bow-shot from her bower-eaves,
 He rode between the barley-sheaves,
 The sun came dazzling thro' the leaves,
 And flamed upon the brazen greaves
            Of bold Sir Lancelot.
 A redcross knight for ever kneel'd
 To a lady in his shield,
 That sparkled on the yellow field,
            Beside remote Shalott.

 The gemmy bridle glitter'd free,
 Like to some branch of stars we see
 Hung in the golden Galaxy.
 The bridle-bells rang merrily
            As he rode down to Camelot:
 And from his blazon'd baldric slung
 A mighty silver bugle hung,
 And as he rode his armour rung,
            Beside remote Shalott.

 All in the blue unclouded weather
 Thick-jewell'd shone the saddle-leather,
 The helmet and the helmet-feather
 Burn'd like one burning flame together,
            As he rode down to Camelot.
 As often thro' the purple night,
 Below the starry clusters bright,
 Some bearded meteor, trailing light,
            Moves over still Shalott.

 His broad clear brow in sunlight glow'd;
 On burnish'd hooves his war-horse trode;
 From underneath his helmet flow'd
 His coal-black curls as on he rode,
            As he rode down to Camelot.
 From the bank and from the river
 He flash'd into the crystal mirror,
 "Tirra lirra," by the river
            Sang Sir Lancelot.

 She left the web, she left the loom,
 She made three paces thro' the room,
 She saw the water-lily bloom,
 She saw the helmet and the plume,
            She look'd down to Camelot.
 Out flew the web and floated wide;
 The mirror crack'd from side to side;
 "The curse is come upon me," cried
            The Lady of Shalott.

 Part IV.

 In the stormy east-wind straining,
 The pale-yellow woods were waning,
 The broad stream in his banks complaining,
 Heavily the low sky raining
            Over tower'd Camelot;
 Down she came and found a boat
 Beneath a willow left afloat,
 And round about the prow she wrote
            The Lady of Shalott.

 And down the river's dim expanse –
Like some bold seër in a trance,
 Seeing all his own mischance –
With a glassy countenance
            Did she look to Camelot.
 And at the closing of the day
 She loosed the chain, and down she lay;
 The broad stream bore her far away,
            The Lady of Shalott.

 Lying, robed in snowy white
 That loosely flew to left and right –
The leaves upon her falling light –
Thro' the noises of the night
            She floated down to Camelot:
 And as the boat-head wound along
 The willowy hills and fields among,
 They heard her singing her last song,
            The Lady of Shalott.

 Heard a carol, mournful, holy,
 Chanted loudly, chanted lowly,
 Till her blood was frozen slowly,
 And her eyes were darken'd wholly,
            Turn'd to tower'd Camelot;
 For ere she reach'd upon the tide
 The first house by the water-side,
 Singing in her song she died,
            The Lady of Shalott.

 Under tower and balcony,
 By garden-wall and gallery,
 A gleaming shape she floated by,
 A corse between the houses high,
            Silent into Camelot.
 Out upon the wharfs they came,
 Knight and burgher, lord and dame,
 And round the prow they read her name,
            The Lady of Shalott.

 Who is this? and what is here?
 And in the lighted palace near
 Died the sound of royal cheer;
 And they cross'd themselves for fear,
            All the knights at Camelot:
 But Lancelot mused a little space;
 He said, "She has a lovely face;
 God in his mercy lend her grace,
            The Lady of Shalott."
Title: Re: Victoria's Poetry Stop
Post by: pryzmsticv on April 01, 2016, 10:38:08 pm
THANK SIRE for sharing
If I had not, seen his name.
I should have known, from his words.
Tennyson being his name, castor us his fame.
Your right sire, the prose is deep to the heart.
For I do luv such prose. Thank you again.😚
Title: Re: Victoria's Poetry Stop
Post by: EquineAnn on April 01, 2016, 11:18:41 pm
I agree with you, Lady Victoria. I'd have known because I recall reading it a few times too. Beautiful poems.
Title: Re: Victoria's Poetry Stop
Post by: pryzmsticv on April 02, 2016, 12:28:55 am
POEMS & PHOTOS  THAT INSPIRE.
Title: Re: Victoria's Poetry Stop
Post by: pryzmsticv on April 02, 2016, 02:19:25 am
TRUTH BE TOLD

Truth be told, I wish everyone could be so bold.
Honesty, is ov reference signs.
The whispers ov mankind, traveled once upon a time.
Loud and bold, truth was once told, in days ov ole.
Heralding ov the mind, could get you killed.
Depending, on what you did yield, but still!
Heralding what we feel, is our right.
It's better, to yield to a fight, or taking a life.
Herald with all your might, ending all the fights.
Truth be told, it is our beautiful right.
Title: Re: Victoria's Poetry Stop
Post by: pryzmsticv on April 02, 2016, 02:41:17 am
LUV FLOATS

Sweetness ov luv, floats thru the mist.
Canvassing souls, ov hearts' possessed.
Heavy my head, laying upon you my dear.
May I pull you close, and yes so near.
Sweet dreams, as our luv appears.
Up in the clouds, drifting thru our fears.
With sweet ecstasy, desirable luv you will see.
Embers ov fire, burning within hearts empire.
Ashes ov deep remiss, never would it be to wander.
The sounds ov luvs wonder, from lighting and thunder.
You are my universe, together lighting will  disperse.
With touch to my sides, the tingling ov which luv presides.
Electric static, casting it luster.
Holding on to my heart, you will never wonder.
Luv floats, with lighting and thunder.
Title: Re: Victoria's Poetry Stop
Post by: EquineAnn on April 02, 2016, 03:33:41 am
I like the last poem you wrote.
Title: Re: Victoria's Poetry Stop
Post by: pryzmsticv on April 02, 2016, 06:09:41 pm
Thank you lady Anne, greatly appreciated my dear friend. Luv ya😚
Title: Re: Victoria's Poetry Stop
Post by: EquineAnn on April 02, 2016, 06:13:36 pm
You're welcome, Lady Victoria. Thank you very much for your appreciation.
Title: Re: Victoria's Poetry Stop
Post by: pryzmsticv on April 03, 2016, 05:06:26 am
PAST LIVES I DREAM

Again at last, regressing my lives ov long ago.
A poet from the past, no wonder the words do flow.
If only I did surpass, who was the poet, and when the poet did pass.
Visions ov my find, visits the my dreams.
Sometimes, I wish that I could scream.
Not always knowing, what they mean.
Regressing, brings me to the scenes.
Finding my past lives, who they were and what they mean.
Some beautiful, but yet my lives were extreme
In this I must confess, with my life I was impressed.
With finesse, sitting by the streams, in vintage dress.
Always haunting me, in my dreams.
Title: Re: Victoria's Poetry Stop
Post by: EquineAnn on April 03, 2016, 06:57:26 am
That's a very good poem. Thank you very much for sharing.
Title: Re: Victoria's Poetry Stop
Post by: Clay Death on April 03, 2016, 09:00:14 am
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Title: Re: Victoria's Poetry Stop
Post by: Clay Death on April 03, 2016, 11:19:53 pm
Edwin Arlington Robinson




Miniver Cheevy



 
Miniver Cheevy, child of scorn,
 Grew lean while he assailed the seasons;
 He wept that he was ever born,
 And he had reasons.

 Miniver loved the days of old
 When swords were bright and steeds were prancing;
 The vision of a warrior bold
 Would set him dancing.

 Miniver sighed for what was not,
 And dreamed, and rested from his labors;
 He dreamed of Thebes and Camelot,
 And Priam's neighbors.

 Miniver mourned the ripe renown
 That made so many a name so fragrant;
 He mourned Romance, now on the town,
 And Art, a vagrant.

 Miniver loved the Medici,
 Albeit he had never seen one;
 He would have sinned incessantly
 Could he have been one.

 Miniver cursed the commonplace
 And eyed a khaki suit with loathing;
 He missed the mediæval grace
 Of iron clothing.

 Miniver scorned the gold he sought,
 But sore annoyed was he without it;
 Miniver thought, and thought, and thought,
 And thought about it.

 Miniver Cheevy, born too late,
 Scratched his head and kept on thinking;
 Miniver coughed, and called it fate,
 And kept on drinking.
Title: Re: Victoria's Poetry Stop
Post by: Clay Death on April 03, 2016, 11:21:54 pm
Ezra Pound




Masks



 

These tales of old disguisings, are they not
 Strange myths of souls that found themselves among
 Unwonted folk that spake an hostile tongue,
 Some soul from all the rest who'd not forgot
 The star-span acres of a former lot
 Where boundless mid the clouds his course he swung,
 Or carnate with his elder brothers sung
 Ere ballad-makers lisped of Camelot?

 Old singers half-forgetful of their tunes,
 Old painters color-blind come back once more,
 Old poets skill-less in the wind-heart runes,
 Old wizards lacking in their wonder-lore:

 All they that with strange sadness in their eyes
 Ponder in silence o'er earth's queynt devyse?
Title: Re: Victoria's Poetry Stop
Post by: Clay Death on April 03, 2016, 11:53:00 pm
Lord Alfred Tennyson





Idylls of the King: The Passing of Arthur (excerpt)



That story which the bold Sir Bedivere,
 First made and latest left of all the knights,
 Told, when the man was no more than a voice
 In the white winter of his age, to those
 With whom he dwelt, new faces, other minds.
 For on their march to westward, Bedivere,
 Who slowly paced among the slumbering host,
 Heard in his tent the moanings of the King:
 "I found Him in the shining of the stars,
 I mark'd Him in the flowering of His fields,
 But in His ways with men I find Him not.
 I waged His wars, and now I pass and die.
 O me! for why is all around us here
 As if some lesser god had made the world,
 But had not force to shape it as he would,
 Till the High God behold it from beyond,
 And enter it, and make it beautiful?
 Or else as if the world were wholly fair,
 But that these eyes of men are dense and dim,
 And have not power to see it as it is:
 Perchance, because we see not to the close;--
 For I, being simple, thought to work His will,
 And have but stricken with the sword in vain;
 And all whereon I lean'd in wife and friend
 Is traitor to my peace, and all my realm
 Reels back into the beast, and is no more.
 My God, thou hast forgotten me in my death:
 Nay--God my Christ--I pass but shall not die."

 Then, ere that last weird battle in the west,
 There came on Arthur sleeping, Gawain kill'd
 In Lancelot's war, the ghost of Gawain blown
 Along a wandering wind, and past his ear
 Went shrilling, "Hollow, hollow all delight!
 Hail, King! to-morrow thou shalt pass away.
 Farewell! there is an isle of rest for thee.
 And I am blown along a wandering wind,
 And hollow, hollow, hollow all delight."
 And fainter onward, like wild birds that change
 Their season in the night and wail their way
 From cloud to cloud, down the long wind the dream
 Shrill'd; but in going mingled with dim cries
 Far in the moonlit haze among the hills,
 As of some lonely city sack'd by night,
 When all is lost, and wife and child with wail
 Pass to new lords; and Arthur woke and call'd,
 "Who spake? A dream. O light upon the wind,
 Thine, Gawain, was the voice--are these dim cries
 Thine? or doth all that haunts the waste and wild
 Mourn, knowing it will go along with me?"

 This heard the bold Sir Bedivere and spake:
 "O me, my King, let pass whatever will,
 Elves, and the harmless glamour of the field;
 But in their stead thy name and glory cling
 To all high places like a golden cloud
 For ever: but as yet thou shalt not pass.
 Light was Gawain in life, and light in death
 Is Gawain, for the ghost is as the man;
 And care not thou for dreams from him, but rise--
 I hear the steps of Modred in the west,
 And with him many of thy people, and knights
 Once thine, whom thou hast loved, but grosser grown
 Than heathen, spitting at their vows and thee.
 Right well in heart they know thee for the King.
 Arise, go forth and conquer as of old."

 Then spake King Arthur to Sir Bedivere:
 "Far other is this battle in the west
 Whereto we move, than when we strove in youth,
 And brake the petty kings, and fought with Rome,
 Or thrust the heathen from the Roman wall,
 And shook him thro' the north. Ill doom is mine
 To war against my people and my knights.
 The king who fights his people fights himself.
 And they my knights, who loved me once, the stroke
 That strikes them dead is as my death to me.
 Yet let us hence, and find or feel a way
 Thro' this blind haze, which ever since I saw
 One lying in the dust at Almesbury,
 Hath folded in the passes of the world."

 Then rose the King and moved his host by night,
 And ever push'd Sir Modred, league by league,
 Back to the sunset bound of Lyonnesse--
 A land of old upheaven from the abyss
 By fire, to sink into the abyss again;
 Where fragments of forgotten peoples dwelt,
 And the long mountains ended in a coast
 Of ever-shifting sand, and far away
 The phantom circle of a moaning sea.
 There the pursuer could pursue no more,
 And he that fled no further fly the King;
 And there, that day when the great light of heaven
 Burn'd at his lowest in the rolling year,
 On the waste sand by the waste sea they closed.
 Nor ever yet had Arthur fought a fight
 Like this last, dim, weird battle of the west.
 A deathwhite mist slept over sand and sea:
 Whereof the chill, to him who breathed it, drew
 Down with his blood, till all his heart was cold
 With formless fear; and ev'n on Arthur fell
 Confusion, since he saw not whom he fought.


 For friend and foe were shadows in the mist,
 And friend slew friend not knowing whom he slew;
 And some had visions out of golden youth,
 And some beheld the faces of old ghosts
 Look in upon the battle; and in the mist
 Was many a noble deed, many a base,
 And chance and craft and strength in single fights,
 And ever and anon with host to host
 Shocks, and the splintering spear, the hard mail hewn,
 Shield-breakings, and the clash of brands, the crash
 Of battleaxes on shatter'd helms, and shrieks
 After the Christ, of those who falling down
 Look'd up for heaven, and only saw the mist;
 And shouts of heathen and the traitor knights,
 Oaths, insult, filth, and monstrous blasphemies,
 Sweat, writhings, anguish, labouring of the lungs
 In that close mist, and cryings for the light,
 Moans of the dying, and voices of the dead.


 Last, as by some one deathbed after wail
 Of suffering, silence follows, or thro' death
 Or deathlike swoon, thus over all that shore,
 Save for some whisper of the seething seas,
 A dead hush fell; but when the dolorous day
 Grew drearier toward twilight falling, came
 A bitter wind, clear from the North, and blew
 The mist aside, and with that wind the tide
 Rose, and the pale King glanced across the field
 Of battle: but no man was moving there;
 Nor any cry of Christian heard thereon,
 Nor yet of heathen; only the wan wave
 Brake in among dead faces, to and fro
 Swaying the helpless hands, and up and down
 Tumbling the hollow helmets of the fallen,
 And shiver'd brands that once had fought with Rome,
 And rolling far along the gloomy shores
 The voice of days of old and days to be.





(contd. in the next post)
Title: Re: Victoria's Poetry Stop
Post by: Clay Death on April 03, 2016, 11:54:25 pm
Then spake King Arthur to Sir Bedivere,
 And whiter than the mist that all day long
 Had held the field of battle was the King:


 "Hearest thou this great voice that shakes the world,
 And wastes the narrow realm whereon we move,
 And beats upon the faces of the dead,
 My dead, as tho' they had not died for me?--
 O Bedivere, for on my heart hath fall'n
 Confusion, till I know not what I am,
 Nor whence I am, nor whether I be King.
 Behold, I seem but King among the dead."


 Then spake the bold Sir Bedivere: "My King,
 King everywhere! and so the dead have kings,
 There also will I worship thee as King.
 Yet still thy life is whole, and still I live
 Who love thee; but who hates thee, he that brought
 The heathen back among us, yonder stands,
 Modred, unharm'd, the traitor of thine house."


 Then spake the King: "My house hath been my doom.
 But call not thou this traitor of my house
 Who hath but dwelt beneath one roof with me.
 My house are rather they who sware my vows,
 Yea, even while they brake them, own'd me King.
 And well for thee, saying in my dark hour,
 When all the purport of my throne hath fail'd,
 That quick or dead thou hottest me for King.
 King am I, whatsoever be their cry;
 And one last act of kinghood shalt thou see
 Yet, ere I pass." And uttering this the King
 Made at the man: then Modred smote his liege
 Hard on that helm which many a heathen sword
 Had beaten thin; while Arthur at one blow,
 Striking the last stroke with Excalibur,
 Slew him, and all but slain himself, he fell.


 So all day long the noise of battle roll'd
 Among the mountains by the winter sea;
 Until King Arthur's Table, man by man,
 Had fall'n in Lyonnesse about their lord,
 King Arthur. Then, because his wound was deep,
 The bold Sir Bedivere uplifted him,
 And bore him to a chapel nigh the field,
 A broken chancel with a broken cross,
 That stood on a dark strait of barren land:
 On one side lay the Ocean, and on one
 Lay a great water, and the moon was full.


 Then spake King Arthur to Sir Bedivere:
 "The sequel of to-day unsolders all
 The goodliest fellowship of famous knights
 Whereof this world holds record. Such a sleep
 They sleep--the men I loved. I think that we
 Shall never more, at any future time,
 Delight our souls with talk of knightly deeds,
 Walking about the gardens and the halls
 Of Camelot, as in the days that were.
 I perish by this people which I made,--
 Tho' Merlin sware that I should come again
 To rule once more; but, let what will be, be,
 I am so deeply smitten thro' the helm
 That without help I cannot last till morn.
 Thou therefore take my brand Excalibur,
 Which was my pride: for thou rememberest how
 In those old days, one summer noon, an arm
 Rose up from out the bosom of the lake,
 Clothed in white samite, mystic, wonderful,
 Holding the sword--and how I row'd across
 And took it, and have worn it, like a king;
 And, wheresoever I am sung or told
 In aftertime, this also shall be known:
 But now delay not: take Excalibur,
 And fling him far into the middle mere:
 Watch what thou seëst, and lightly bring me word."


 To him replied the bold Sir Bedivere:
 "It is not meet, Sir King, to leave thee thus,
 Aidless, alone, and smitten thro' the helm--
 A little thing may harm a wounded man;
 Yet I thy hest will all perform at full,
 Watch what I see, and lightly bring thee word."


 So saying, from the ruin'd shrine he stept,
 And in the moon athwart the place of tombs,
 Where lay the mighty bones of ancient men,
 Old knights, and over them the sea-wind sang
 Shrill, chill, with flakes of foam. He, stepping down
 By zigzag paths, and juts of pointed rock,
 Came on the shining levels of the lake.


 There drew he forth the brand Excalibur,
 And o'er him, drawing it, the winter moon,
 Brightening the skirts of a long cloud, ran forth
 And sparkled keen with frost against the hilt:
 For all the haft twinkled with diamond sparks,
 Myriads of topaz-lights, and jacinth-work
 Of subtlest jewellery. He gazed so long
 That both his eyes were dazzled as he stood,
 This way and that dividing the swift mind,
 In act to throw: but at the last it seem'd
 Better to leave Excalibur conceal'd
 There in the many-knotted waterflags,
 That whistled stiff and dry about the marge.
 So strode he back slow to the wounded King.


 Then spake King Arthur to Sir Bedivere:
 "Hast thou perform'd my mission which I gave?
 What is it thou hast seen? or what hast heard?"


 And answer made the bold Sir Bedivere:
 "I heard the ripple washing in the reeds,
 And the wild water lapping on the crag."


 To whom replied King Arthur, faint and pale:
 "Thou hast betray'd thy nature and thy name,
 Not rendering true answer, as beseem'd
 Thy fealty, nor like a noble knight:
 For surer sign had follow'd, either hand
 Or voice, or else a motion of the mere.
 This is a shameful thing for men to lie.
 Yet now, I charge thee, quickly go again,
 As thou art lief and dear, and do the thing
 I bade thee, watch, and lightly bring me word."


 Then went Sir Bedivere the second time
 Across the ridge, and paced beside the mere,
 Counting the dewy pebbles, fix'd in thought;
 But when he saw the wonder of the hilt,
 How curiously and strangely chased, he smote
 His palms together, and he cried aloud:


 "And if indeed I cast the brand away,
 Surely a precious thing, one worthy note,
 Should thus be lost for ever from the earth,
 Which might have pleased the eyes of many men.
 What good should follow this, if this were done?
 What harm, undone? Deep harm to disobey,
 Seeing obedience is the bond of rule.
 Were it well to obey then, if a king demand
 An act unprofitable, against himself?
 The King is sick, and knows not what he does.
 What record, or what relic of my lord
 Should be to aftertime, but empty breath
 And rumours of a doubt? But were this kept,
 Stored in some treasure-house of mighty kings,
 Some one might show it at a joust of arms,
 Saying, 'King Arthur's sword, Excalibur,
 Wrought by the lonely maiden of the Lake.
 Nine years she wrought it, sitting in the deeps
 Upon the hidden bases of the hills.'
 So might some old man speak in the aftertime
 To all the people, winning reverence.
 But now much honour and much fame were lost."


 So spake he, clouded with his own conceit,
 And hid Excalibur the second time,
 And so strode back slow to the wounded King.


 Then spoke King Arthur, breathing heavily:
 "What is it thou hast seen? or what hast heard?'


 And answer made the bold Sir Bedivere:
 "I heard the water lapping on the crag,
 And the long ripple washing in the reeds."


 To whom replied King Arthur, much in wrath:
 "Ah, miserable and unkind, untrue,
 Unknightly, traitor-hearted! Woe is me!
 Authority forgets a dying king,
 Laid widow'd of the power in his eye
 That bow'd the will. I see thee what thou art,
 For thou, the latest-left of all my knights,
 In whom should meet the offices of all,
 Thou wouldst betray me for the precious hilt;
 Either from lust of gold, or like a girl
 Valuing the giddy pleasure of the eyes.
 Yet, for a man may fail in duty twice,
 And the third time may prosper, get thee hence:
 But, if thou spare to fling Excalibur,
 I will arise and slay thee with my hands."


 Then quickly rose Sir Bedivere, and ran,
 And, leaping down the ridges, lightly, plunged
 Among the bulrush beds, and clutch'd the sword,
 And strongly wheel'd and threw it. The great brand
 Made lightnings in the splendour of the moon,
 And flashing round and round, and whirl'd in an arch,
 Shot like a streamer of the northern morn,
 Seen where the moving isles of winter shock
 By night, with noises of the Northern Sea.
 So flash'd and fell the brand Excalibur:
 But ere he dipt the surface, rose an arm
 Clothed in white samite, mystic wonderful,
 And caught him by the hilt, and brandish'd him
 Three times, and drew him under in the mere.
 And lightly went the other to the King.


 Then spoke King Arthur, drawing thicker breath:
 "Now see I by thine eyes that this is done.
 Speak out: what is it thou hast heard, or seen?"


 And answer made the bold Sir Bedivere:
 "Sir King, I closed mine eyelids, lest the gems
 Should blind my purpose, for I never saw,
 Nor shall see, here or elsewhere, till I die,
 Not tho' I live three lives of mortal men,
 So great a miracle as yonder hilt.
 Then with both hands I flung him, wheeling him;
 But when I look'd again, behold an arm,
 Clothed in white samite, mystic, wonderful,
 That caught him by the hilt, and brandish'd him
 Three times, and drew him under in the mere."


 And answer made King Arthur, breathing hard:
 "My end draws nigh; 'tis time that I were gone.
 Make broad thy shoulders to receive my weight,
 And bear me to the margin; yet I fear
 My wound hath taken cold, and I shall die."


 So saying, from the pavement he half rose,
 Slowly, with pain, reclining on his arm,
 And looking wistfully with wide blue eyes
 As in a picture. Him Sir Bedivere
 Remorsefully regarded thro' his tears,
 And would have spoken, but he found not words;
 Then took with care, and kneeling on one knee,
 O'er both his shoulders drew the languid hands,
 And rising bore him thro' the place of tombs.


 But, as he walk'd, King Arthur panted hard,
 Like one that feels a nightmare on his bed
 When all the house is mute. So sigh'd the King,
 Muttering and murmuring at his ear, "Quick, quick!
 I fear it is too late, and I shall die."
 But the other swiftly strode from ridge to ridge,
 Clothed with his breath, and looking, as he walk'd,
 Larger than human on the frozen hills.
 He heard the deep behind him, and a cry
 Before. His own thought drove him like a goad.
 Dry clash'd his harness in the icy caves
 And barren chasms, and all to left and right
 The bare black cliff clang'd round him, as he based
 His feet on juts of slippery crag that rang
 Sharp-smitten with the dint of armed heels--
 And on a sudden, lo! the level lake,
 And the long glories of the winter moon.


 Then saw they how there hove a dusky barge,
 Dark as a funeral scarf from stem to stern,
 Beneath them; and descending they were ware
 That all the decks were dense with stately forms,
 Black-stoled, black-hooded, like a dream--by these
 Three Queens with crowns of gold: and from them rose
 A cry that shiver'd to the tingling stars,
 And, as it were one voice, an agony
 Of lamentation, like a wind that shrills
 All night in a waste land, where no one comes,
 Or hath come, since the making of the world.


 Then murmur'd Arthur, "Place me in the barge."
 So to the barge they came. There those three Queens
 Put forth their hands, and took the King, and wept.
 But she, that rose the tallest of them all
 And fairest, laid his head upon her lap,
 And loosed the shatter'd casque, and chafed his hands,
 And call'd him by his name, complaining loud,
 And dropping bitter tears against a brow
 Striped with dark blood: for all his face was white
 And colourless, and like the wither'd moon
 Smote by the fresh beam of the springing east;
 And all his greaves and cuisses dash'd with drops
 Of onset; and the light and lustrous curls--
 That made his forehead like a rising sun
 High from the daïs-throne--were parch'd with dust
 Or, clotted into points and hanging loose,
 Mix'd with the knightly growth that fringed his lips.
 So like a shatter'd column lay the King;
 Not like that Arthur who, with lance in rest,
 From spur to plume a star of tournament,
 Shot thro' the lists at Camelot, and charged
 Before the eyes of ladies and of kings.


 Then loudly cried the bold Sir Bedivere:
 "Ah! my Lord Arthur, whither shall I go?
 Where shall I hide my forehead and my eyes?
 For now I see the true old times are dead,
 When every morning brought a noble chance,
 And every chance brought out a noble knight.
 Such times have been not since the light that led
 The holy Elders with the gift of myrrh.
 But now the whole Round Table is dissolved
 Which was an image of the mighty world,
 And I, the last, go forth companionless,
 And the days darken round me, and the years,
 Among new men, strange faces, other minds."


 And slowly answer'd Arthur from the barge:
 "The old order changeth, yielding place to new,
 And God fulfils himself in many ways,
 Lest one good custom should corrupt the world.
 Comfort thyself: what comfort is in me?
 I have lived my life, and that which I have done
 May He within himself make pure! but thou,
 If thou shouldst never see my face again,
 Pray for my soul. More things are wrought by prayer
 Than this world dreams of. Wherefore, let thy voice
 Rise like a fountain for me night and day.
 For what are men better than sheep or goats
 That nourish a blind life within the brain,
 If, knowing God, they lift not hands of prayer
 Both for themselves and those who call them friend?
 For so the whole round earth is every way
 Bound by gold chains about the feet of God.
 But now farewell. I am going a long way
 With these thou seëst--if indeed I go
 (For all my mind is clouded with a doubt)--
 To the island-valley of Avilion;
 Where falls not hail, or rain, or any snow,
 Nor ever wind blows loudly; but it lies
 Deep-meadow'd, happy, fair with orchard lawns
 And bowery hollows crown'd with summer sea,
 Where I will heal me of my grievous wound."


 So said he, and the barge with oar and sail
 Moved from the brink, like some full-breasted swan
 That, fluting a wild carol ere her death,
 Ruffles her pure cold plume, and takes the flood
 With swarthy webs. Long stood Sir Bedivere
 Revolving many memories, till the hull
 Look'd one black dot against the verge of dawn,
 And on the mere the wailing died away.


 But when that moan had past for evermore,
 The stillness of the dead world's winter dawn
 Amazed him, and he groan'd, ``The King is gone.''
 And therewithal came on him the weird rhyme,
 "From the great deep to the great deep he goes."


 Whereat he slowly turn'd and slowly clomb
 The last hard footstep of that iron crag;
 Thence mark'd the black hull moving yet, and cried,
 "He passes to be King among the dead,
 And after healing of his grievous wound
 He comes again; but--if he come no more--
 O me, be yon dark Queens in yon black boat,
 Who shriek'd and wail'd, the three whereat we gazed
 On that high day, when, clothed with living light,
 They stood before his throne in silence, friends
 Of Arthur, who should help him at his need?"


 Then from the dawn it seem'd there came, but faint
 As from beyond the limit of the world,
 Like the last echo born of a great cry,
 Sounds, as if some fair city were one voice
 Around a king returning from his wars.


 Thereat once more he moved about, and clomb
 Ev'n to the highest he could climb, and saw,
 Straining his eyes beneath an arch of hand,
 Or thought he saw, the speck that bare the King,
 Down that long water opening on the deep
 Somewhere far off, pass on and on, and go
 From less to less and vanish into light.
 And the new sun rose bringing the new year.
Title: Re: Victoria's Poetry Stop
Post by: pryzmsticv on April 04, 2016, 09:25:27 pm
The words so strong, in these prose.
Reminds me, ov why they arose.
In those days, ov Thee ole
How could the tales be told.
Thank you My Dear for sharing😚
Title: Re: Victoria's Poetry Stop
Post by: pryzmsticv on April 04, 2016, 09:41:39 pm
SMILING AGAIN

The hurt I'm feeling, has nothing to do with my pain.
Pain reeling thru my brain, killing all ov my luving senses.
My body and it's pretenses, pulls me away from my control.
Sometimes, I feel like I'm loosing my soul.
With all ov my defenses, luv wants to console.
If my luv, could comfort you.
Thru all ov the pain, that you have been thru.
Could we start all over again, allowing me to come on in.
Soothing your heart and soul, bringing you back into control.
Luving life all over again, never would it be your sin.
Open your heart, and let my luv in.
Smiling and luving life again.
Title: Re: Victoria's Poetry Stop
Post by: pryzmsticv on April 04, 2016, 10:05:16 pm
HAUNTED LIfe

Haunted thru my life, thoughts red upon my mind.
Visions I see ov things, no longer do they breath a sigh.
Dejavou ov the strife, that were once true.
Memories ov feelings, holding me close to you.
Step by step, I regress into my dreams.
As I walk with you, thru our fate.
What souls ov destiny, do I anticipate.
Visions ov which, I want to control.
Destiny is our mate, haunting our souls.
Regressing, I come into be consoled.
Haunted by my feelings, Luving was my role.
Title: Re: Victoria's Poetry Stop
Post by: EquineAnn on April 05, 2016, 03:13:14 am
That's a very good poem. Thank you very much for sharing.
Title: Re: Victoria's Poetry Stop
Post by: Clay Death on April 06, 2016, 09:56:46 pm
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Title: Re: Victoria's Poetry Stop
Post by: Clay Death on April 06, 2016, 11:32:27 pm
My Shining Knight


 by Wynona Vance 




He comes to me in the night with shining
armor ,my shining knight,then he looks at
me with those eyes so bright,that my heart
takes flight.Because he makes me feel thats
how i know he's real.He believes in me and
knows what i can be,if only the past will
set me free,from this horror i see.
I find my way through the light and there he
is my shining knight,his smile so bright
and he reaches out to me this shining knight.
I look into his eyes ,I see truth so
deep,but I see no lies.He touches my skin so
hot within,that it burns a hole beneath my
skin.I let him kiss me,so scared of
him,then thats when my trust begins.He's so
gentle with his kiss,that soon his touch i
will miss.I never new this crave of
love ,oh it must be made from heaven
above.Is this love I feel or could this be a
dream to real..
Title: Re: Victoria's Poetry Stop
Post by: pryzmsticv on April 06, 2016, 11:50:28 pm
Thank you my dear friend, for compliments so dear. Lady Anne your sincere. Thank you my dear😚
Title: Re: Victoria's Poetry Stop
Post by: pryzmsticv on April 07, 2016, 12:04:11 am
Luving and desired, the beauty ov your knight in shining armor.
To have the desire, back in the time we both admire.
Unless both hearts were free, to burn with such pyre.
Headless, we would be so Sire.
Even now Sire, if I was not single.
My heart, would not be free to mingle.
Desires even now, seeks with my heart.
My destinies  Knight in Shining Armor.
Ov these feelings I do not part.
Welcome to my heart. Thank you again my dear😚
Title: Re: Victoria's Poetry Stop
Post by: EquineAnn on April 07, 2016, 02:23:58 am
You're welcome, Lady Victoria. I love your last poem too.
Title: Re: Victoria's Poetry Stop
Post by: pryzmsticv on April 07, 2016, 11:01:25 pm
Thank you lady Anne, your acknowledgement ov my poems. Makes me feel grand. 😚
Title: Re: Victoria's Poetry Stop
Post by: pryzmsticv on April 07, 2016, 11:13:51 pm
BLOODY ROCK

Let me rock your soul, thru the music ov luv control.
Bodies ov design, notes and words have their rhyme.
It's Beautifully timed, dancing to our hearts sublime.
The note's carry thru, our hearts beat in time.
Dark plays the bones, to essence ov my soul.
Romantically to you, I would loose control.
Luv to uphold, crimson cold.
Title: Re: Victoria's Poetry Stop
Post by: Clay Death on April 07, 2016, 11:24:36 pm
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The Last Battle of The Knights Templar (May 15th 1290)




Great battlements rose by the Syrian sea,
 Acre they’ll talk for centuries of thee,
 On that fateful day on the fifteenth of May,
 When Al-Ashraf Kalil, it’s people did slay.

The Caliph his father as if by God’s hand,
 Lay dead by the walls, in the whispering sand.
 Kalil, laid siege with his army so great,
 Templars and populace awaited their fate.

Some, but only a very few
 To escape by sea, lots they drew
 The panic was great, fear of Kalil renowned
 And old and young in the sea they drowned.

The Templars fought like lions deranged,
 From dawn to dusk, but nothing changed.
 Now Kalil to them, no quarter gave,
 Not a single soul, that day they’d save.

The son of the Caliph now breached the wall,
 Then blood ran free in St. Andrew’s Hall.
 The last bastion of the Crusaders fell,
 The sight of carnage, was a scene from hell.

Young and old, he spared not one,
 Dark smoke covered the rising sun.
 The great doors of St. Andrew he carried away,
 To adorn the tomb, where his brother lay.

The last battle of Knights Templar was fought on that day.
 And in Europe the church kneeled humbly to pray.




Written by Masterblaster (AKA: Di.)
Title: Re: Victoria's Poetry Stop
Post by: pryzmsticv on April 08, 2016, 12:13:16 am
From our day ov ole, the beauty ov the brave & bold.
Tales to be told, are the visions you uphold.
Knights fighting, to protect what's near & dear to their hearts.
The prose that you do tale, will hold on to the spells ov Camelot.
Thank you mi lord, for visions ov your heart.
Title: Re: Victoria's Poetry Stop
Post by: Clay Death on April 08, 2016, 12:16:22 am
From our day ov ole, the beauty ov the brave & bold.
Tales to be told, are the visions you uphold.
Knights fighting, to protect what's near & dear to their hearts.
The prose that you do tale, will hold on to the spells ov Camelot.
Thank you mi lord, for visions ov your heart.



you are welcome lady V.


your poetry stop is magical and inspiring.


we are all enjoying it.
Title: Re: Victoria's Poetry Stop
Post by: pryzmsticv on April 08, 2016, 12:25:07 am
MY INSANE

When you are, not feeling good.
It's hard to smile, unto the world.
This is one pain, that is slow.
Making me hurt, with out control.
Dark is the place to stay, when it grows.
When you are, feeling this way.
Still to maintain, visions you wish to restrain.
Horror is this pain, feels like someone is extracting the brain.
In the dark it is mundane, sometimes the ice refrains the pain.
With the words, that are profane.
God please take away, this mother f....g pain.
Please, before I go insane.

Title: Re: Victoria's Poetry Stop
Post by: EquineAnn on April 08, 2016, 03:13:34 am
You're welcome, Lady Victoria. You write some good poems.
Title: Re: Victoria's Poetry Stop
Post by: Clay Death on April 08, 2016, 09:48:04 pm
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i was but a lost soul,
 the day he found me...
 my light no longer shown through,
 but somehow he could still see...

 a little flicker of hope,
 a spark that did shine...
 and that's the day i said,
 this man is going to be mine...

 he saved me from the world,
 he saved me from myself...
 no longer was my heart,
 stuck upon a dusty shelf...

 he rode in on his stallion,
 so brave and so stronge...
 swept me of my feet,
 how on earth could it be wrong...

 a knight in shining armor,
 or so the story goes...
 he could have been just plain old robinhood,
 who cares or even knows...

 i call him my prince of salvation,
 a knight of all knights...
 he brought back to me my smile,
 and filled my world with such light...

 but not only my world,
 he filled my heart...
 and if by chance i lost him,
 it would tare my world apart...

 he also filled my soul,
 for we are now as one...
 and together until forever,
 we shall ride into the sun...

 my knight in shining armor he is,
 my knight in shining armor he shall always be...
 for you see there will never be a more perfect knight,
 because he's just right for me!!!!! 



 By PEBBLES139
Title: Re: Victoria's Poetry Stop
Post by: EquineAnn on April 09, 2016, 01:14:28 am
I love the latest poem you've shared with Victoria, Clay.
Title: Re: Victoria's Poetry Stop
Post by: pryzmsticv on April 10, 2016, 08:18:12 pm
You as re so right lady Anne, beautiful poems that he shares. Thank you SIRE 😚
Title: Re: Victoria's Poetry Stop
Post by: pryzmsticv on April 10, 2016, 08:34:42 pm
MINIONS OV MANKIND

Minions ov the mind, playing with mankind.
Funny the signs, when dark plays to be blind.
Visually I bereave, with visions ov deceit.
Distant is the mind, trying to find me.
Coalitions ov the dark, chasing my mind.
Thru different times, trying to free me, from mankind.
Time swings by, in so many ways.
Making us different, in all of our claims.
Doesn't matter, what the difference is.
Just that we are, all mankind.
Title: Re: Victoria's Poetry Stop
Post by: Clay Death on April 10, 2016, 09:34:43 pm
My Knight In Shining Armor



By MegnMcKnz52







 You were my knight in shining armor,
 Come to sweep me off my feet.
 You were the strongest of them all,
 We thought you'd never be beat.

 Beautiful blue eyes,
 And soft brown hair.
 All those damsels in distress,
 Would always stop and stare.

 But then one day it strolled by,
 An illness deadly by itself.
 It latched it's teeth into your lungs,
 But there had to be help.

 Days then weeks then months rolled by,
 Still nothing prevailed.
 You continued to fight strong,
 Unwilling to accept fail.

 The pain became suffering,
 And we all began pray.
 I will never wish this upon anyone else,
 It ruins peoples days.

 Finally you are at rest,
 All your pain has ceased.
 You will never be forgotten,
 Our lives permanently creased.

 You are still my knight in shining armor,
 You still sweep me off my feet.
 You are still the strongest of them all,
 But we all are someday beat.
Title: Re: Victoria's Poetry Stop
Post by: Clay Death on April 10, 2016, 09:36:40 pm
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=cGaI418N0WY
Title: Re: Victoria's Poetry Stop
Post by: Clay Death on April 10, 2016, 09:47:06 pm
My Knight In Shining Armor



I’ve never believed much in superheros
 White knights and Superman saving the day
 Yet I’ve always known that I needed saving
 I never, ever dreamed it would come this way

I’d never dreamed a handsome movie star
 Would come and rescue me from my lonely life
 Yet I had always dreamed of being loved
 I have found my true love in Jesus Christ

He’s my knight in shining armor
He’ll come riding on a white horse
He’s coming back as a warrior
He’s King of kings and Lord of lords

His banner will be over me
My knight is called Faithful and True
Leading the armies of heaven
My knight’s coming to my rescue
championoftheworldrikberry
—Champion of the World by Rik Berry (Brush of the Wind Gallery)
 
I used to dream about things that I wanted
 About a house, some kids and a good guy
 Today, I dream about the trumpet sound
 And seeing Jesus in the clouds of the sky

I look forward with such intense longing
 For my white knight to come and rescue me
 And I’m looking forward to a perfect life
 With the Lord Jesus Christ, my warrior king

He’s my knight in shining armor
He’ll come riding on a white horse
He’s coming back as a warrior
He’s King of kings and Lord of lords

His banner will be over me
My knight is called Faithful and True
Leading the armies of heaven
My knight’s coming to my rescue




By Janet Byers 1997
Title: Re: Victoria's Poetry Stop
Post by: pryzmsticv on April 10, 2016, 10:02:30 pm
Oh my dear, perfect & unique they are.
Beautiful from afar, songs ov luv so dear.
Music stays in my ears, visitors from afar.
Will luv the prose, the way they play on.
From the stars, thru the hearts.
Thank you my dear for sharing, the beauty ov your heart.
Title: Re: Victoria's Poetry Stop
Post by: Clay Death on April 10, 2016, 10:45:23 pm
Oh my dear, perfect & unique they are.
Beautiful from afar, songs ov luv so dear.
Music stays in my ears, visitors from afar.
Will luv the prose, the way they play on.
From the stars, thru the hearts.
Thank you my dear for sharing, the beauty ov your heart.

you are most welcome lady V.



everybody is enjoying your magical poetry stop. it is a wonderful stop indeed.
Title: Re: Victoria's Poetry Stop
Post by: Clay Death on April 10, 2016, 11:28:52 pm
The Legend of King Arthur




Of Brutus' blood, in Brittaine borne,
King Arthur I am to name;
Through Christendome and Heathynesse
Well knowne is my worthy fame.

In Jesus Christ I doe beleeve;
I am a Christyan bore;
The Father, Sone, and Holy Gost,
One God, I doe adore.

In the four hundred ninetieth yeere,
Oer Brittaine I did rayne,
After my Savior Christ his byrth,
What time I did maintaine

The fellowshipp of the Table Round,
Soe famous in those dayes;
Whereatt a hundred noble knights
And thirty sat alwayes:

Who for their deeds and martiall feates,
As bookes done yett record,
Amongst all other nations
Wer feared through the world

And in the castle of Tyntagill
King Uther mee begate,
Of Agyana, a bewtyous ladye,
And come of hie estate.

And when I was fifteen yeere old,
Then was I crowned kinge:
All Brittaine, that was att an upròre,
I did to quiett bringe;

And drove the Saxons from the realme,
Who had opprest this land;
All Scotland then, throughe manly feates,
I conquered with my hand.

Ireland, Denmarke, Norwaye,
These countryes wan I all;
Iseland, Gotheland, and Swetheland;
And made their kings my thrall.

I conquered all Gallya,
That now is called France;
And slew the hardye Froll in feild,
My honor to advance.

And the ugly gyant Dynabus,
Soe terrible to vewe,
That in Saint Barnards mount did lye,
By force of armes I slew.

And Lucyus, the emperour of Rome,
I brought to deadly wracke;
And a thousand more of noble knightes
For feare did turne their backe.

Five kinges of paynims I did kill
Amidst that bloody strife;
Besides the Grecian emperour,
Who alsoe lost his liffe.

Whose carcasse I did send to Rome,
Cladd poorlye on a beere;
And afterward I past Mount-Joye
The next approaching yeere.

Then I came to Rome, where I was mett
Right as a conquerour,
And by all the cardinalls solempnelye
I was crowned an emperour.

One winter there I made abode,
Then word to mee was brought,
How Mordred had oppressd the crowne,
What treason he had wrought

Att home in Brittaine with my queene:
Therfore I came with speede
To Brittaine backe, with all my power,
To quitt that traiterous deede;

And soone at Sandwiche I arrivde,
Where Mordred me withstoode:
But yett at last I landed there,
With effusion of much blood.

For there my nephew Sir Gawaine dyed,
Being wounded in that sore
The whiche Sir Launcelot in fight
Had given him before.

Then chased I Mordered away,
Who fledd to London right,
From London to Winchester, and
To Cornwalle tooke his flyght.

And still I him pursued with speed,
Till at the last wee mett;
Wherby an appointed day of fight
Was there agreed and set:

Where we did fight, of mortal life
Eche other to deprive,
Till of a hundred thousand men
Scarce one was left alive.

There all the noble chivalrye
Of Brittaine took their end.
O see how fickle is their state
That doe on fates depend!

There all the traiterous men were slaine,
Not one escapte away;
And there dyed all my vallyant knightes.
Alas! that woefull day!

Two and twenty yeere I ware the crowne
In honor and great fame,
And thus by death was suddenlye
Deprived of the same.



Thomas Percy
Title: Re: Victoria's Poetry Stop
Post by: Clay Death on April 10, 2016, 11:35:20 pm
http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/the-marriage-of-sir-gawaine/#content




King Arthur lives in merry Carleile,
And seemely is to see;
And there with him queene Guenever,
That bride soe bright of blee.

And there with him queene Guenever,
That bride so bright in bowre:
And all his barons about him stoode,
That were both stiffe and stowre.

The king a royale Christmasse kept,
With mirth and princelye cheare;
To him repaired many a knighte,
That came both farre and neare.

And when they were to dinner sette,
And cups went freely round;
Before them came a faire damsèlle,
And knelt upon the ground.

A boone, a boone, O kinge Arthùre,
I beg a boone of thee;
Avenge me of a carlish knighte,
Who hath shent my love and me.

At Tearne-Wadling his castle stands,
Near to that lake so fair,
And proudlye rise the battlements,
And streamers deck the air.

Noe gentle knighte, nor ladye gay,
May pass that castle-walle:
But from that foule discurteous knighte,
Mishappe will them befalle.

Hee's twyce the size of common men,
Wi' thewes, and sinewes stronge,
And on his backe he bears a clubbe,
That is both thicke and longe.

This grimme baròne 'twas our harde happe,
But yester morne to see;
When to his bowre he bare my love,
And sore misused mee.

And when I told him, king Arthùre
As lyttle shold him spare;
Goe tell, sayd hee, that cuckold kinge,
To meete mee if he dare.

Upp then sterted king Arthùre,
And sware by hille and dale,
He ne'er wolde quitt that grimme baròne,
Till he had made him quail.

Goe fetch my sword Excalibar:
Goe saddle mee my steede;
Nowe, by my faye, that grimme baròne
Shall rue this ruthfulle deede.

And when he came to Tearne Wadlinge
Benethe the castle walle:
"Come forth; come forth; thou proude baròne,

Or yielde thyself my thralle."

On magicke grounde that castle stoode,
And fenc'd with many a spelle:
Noe valiant knighte could tread thereon,
But straite his courage felle.

Forth then rush'd that carlish knight,
King Arthur felte the charme:
His sturdy sinewes lost their strengthe,
Downe sunke his feeble arme.

Nowe yield thee, yield thee, kinge Arthùre,
Now yield thee, unto mee:
Or fighte with mee, or lose thy lande,
Noe better termes maye bee,

Unless thou sweare upon the rood,
And promise on thy faye,
Here to returne to Tearne-Wadling,
Upon the new-yeare's daye;

And bringe me worde what thing it is
All women moste desyre;
This is thy ransome, Arthur, he sayes,
Ile have noe other hyre.

King Arthur then helde up his hande,
And sware upon his faye,
Then tooke his leave of the grimme barone
And faste hee rode awaye.

And he rode east, and he rode west,
And did of all inquyre,
What thing it is all women crave,
And what they most desyre.

Some told him riches, pompe, or state;
Some rayment fine and brighte;
Some told him mirthe; some flatterye;
And some a jollye knighte.

In letters all king Arthur wrote,
And seal'd them with his ringe:
But still his minde was helde in doubte,
Each tolde a different thinge.

As ruthfulle he rode over a more,
He saw a ladye sette
Betweene an oke, and a greene holléye,
All clad in red scarlette.

Her nose was crookt and turnd outwàrde,
Her chin stoode all awrye;
And where as sholde have been her mouthe,
Lo! there was set her eye:

Her haires, like serpents, clung aboute
Her cheekes of deadlye hewe:
A worse-form'd ladye than she was,
No man mote ever viewe.

To hail the king in seemelye sorte
This ladye was fulle faine;
But king Arthùre all sore amaz'd,
No aunswere made againe.

What wight art thou, the ladye sayd,
That wilt not speake to mee;
Sir, I may chance to ease thy paine,
Though I be foule to see.

If thou wilt ease my paine, he sayd,
And helpe me in my neede;
Ask what thou wilt, thou grimme ladyè
And it shall bee thy meede.

O sweare mee this upon the roode,
And promise on thy faye;
And here the secrette I will telle,
That shall thy ransome paye.

King Arthur promis'd on his faye,
And sware upon the roode;
The secrette then the ladye told,
As lightlye well shee cou'de.

Now this shall be my paye, sir king,
And this my guerdon bee,
That some yong fair and courtlye knight,
Thou bringe to marrye mee.

Fast then pricked king Arthùre
Ore hille, and dale, and downe:
And soone he founde the barone's bowre:
And soone the grimme baroùne.

He bare his clubbe upon his backe,
Hee stoode bothe stiffe and stronge;
And, when he had the letters reade,
Awaye the lettres flunge.

Nowe yielde thee, Arthur, and thy lands,
All forfeit unto mee;
For this is not thy paye, sir king,
Nor may thy ransome bee.

Yet hold thy hand, thou proud baròne,
I praye thee hold thy hand;
And give mee leave to speake once more
In reskewe of my land.

This morne, as I came over a more,
I saw a ladye sette
Betwene an oke, and a greene hollèye,
All clad in red scarlètte.

Shee sayes, all women will have their wille,
This is their chief desyre;
Now yield, as thou art a barone true,
That I have payd mine hyre.

An earlye vengeaunce light on her!
The carlish baron swore:
Shee was my sister tolde thee this,
And shee's a mishapen ****.

But here I will make mine avowe,
To do her as ill a turne:
For an ever I may that foule theefe gette,
In a fyre I will her burne.

 
Thomas Percy
Title: Re: Victoria's Poetry Stop
Post by: EquineAnn on April 11, 2016, 01:39:19 am
That's a very good poem you've shared with Victoria, Clay.
Title: Re: Victoria's Poetry Stop
Post by: Clay Death on April 11, 2016, 12:59:39 pm
That's a very good poem you've shared with Victoria, Clay.

thanks lady Ann.

glad you are enjoying the sights and sounds of Camelot.
Title: Re: Victoria's Poetry Stop
Post by: EquineAnn on April 11, 2016, 02:38:02 pm
You're welcome, Clay. I definitely am.
Title: Re: Victoria's Poetry Stop
Post by: Clay Death on April 11, 2016, 10:57:09 pm
Avalon



by: Robert Elliott Gonzales (1888-1916)
   

 
 Upon a high-raised hill in Avalon,
 Four dragon sentinels with burnished scales
 Keep ward and watch, and whether the sleets and hails
 Of winter beat their caves, or in May magic the lawn.
 Like a dull emerald smitten with the dawn,
 Up brightens, guard and gleam; and still the Grail's
 Enchaliced splendors shake over those sweet dales,
 Where, 'neath a thick-leaved canopy unwithdrawn
 Since the old days of Vivien's sorcery,
 Sleeps Merlin in a nest of nightingales--
 Thus one clear moment--then the vision fails,
 As his, who lone on a wreak-littered lea
 Has mocking glimpse of star-mist on the sails,
 Of some great ship that lies out to sea. 
 


Title: Re: Victoria's Poetry Stop
Post by: Clay Death on April 11, 2016, 10:59:16 pm
On the Way to Avalon



by: Florence Peacock
 


 
 Yet it may be I shall sleep sound,
 And nothing shall mar my rest.
 Though I have no bed, like others,
 Deep down in the earth's soft breast.

 

If Merlin spake true, I shall wait there,
 With nought to disturb my sleep,
 As calmly in Avalon lying
 As though my grave were deep.

 

Till the day I return to my people,
 Ere all things have passed away;
 For after the night has vanished,
 He spoke of an earthly day.

 

Is it the truth; must I slumber?
 Or watch through the changing years,
 Till that which must be is ended--
 The toil, the sorrow, the tears.

 

There are dreams in the soundest sleep, though,
 And I may be back once more,
 With the Knights of the Table round me,
 In the glorious days of yore.

 

The days ere a stain had fallen
 On the lily clasped close to my breast,
 Ere ever he stopped to dishonour,
 The friend whom I loved best.

 

Pray God that Merlin has lied,
 And I may awake no more,
 Till, all earthly sins forgiven,
 We meet on the heavenly shore.

 

Yes; let me sleep quiet and silent,
 Till the day I awake in that land,
 Where all the dark past is forgotten,
 And I may clasp Lancelot's hand.
 
 
 


Title: Re: Victoria's Poetry Stop
Post by: Clay Death on April 11, 2016, 11:01:40 pm
Legend



by: Arthur Guiterman (1871-1943)


 
 Boulders huge and dales encumber
 Where, in necromantic slumber
 Arthur lies with all his peers
 Through the long, long days of summer,
 Through the long, long nights of winter,
 Through the hundred, hundred years.

 

Gray is all the vale untrodden,
 Cloud and crag are gray and hodden,
 Gray the earth whence nothing grows;
 Gray the hue of hills and rocks is;
 Nothing red is there but foxes,
 Nothing black is there but crows.

 

Deep the cavern: Twelvescore bowmen,
 Fivescore knights with tenscore yeomen
 Sleeping, hedge their sleeping lord,
 Who reposes, silken-vested,
 Golden-bearded, massy-chested,
 Strong and silent as his sword.

 

Aye, the sword; what arm may guide it!
 There it hangs, a horn beside it,
 Near the cavern's outer bounds
 Where in dreams of greenwood chases,
 Clean-limbed, sprawl in fancied races
 Fourteen packs of coupled hounds.

 

When the world is old and weary,
 Loveless, lawless, mirthless, dreary,
 Racked with doubt, by discord torn,
 One shall come, in youth immortal,
 Who shall cross the gloomy portal,
 Draw the sword and blow the horn.

 

Broke shall be the spell; up-leaping
 Hounds, fullcry, shall rouse the sleeping;
 Steed shall neigh and steel shall ring;
 Forth shall ride the doughty fighters,
 Hate-subduers, evil-righters,
 Knights and yeomen round their king. 
 


Title: Re: Victoria's Poetry Stop
Post by: pryzmsticv on April 11, 2016, 11:15:48 pm
Thank you for sharing dear, visions will compare.
What is being read here, fantasies to remain.
Camelot to sustain. Thank you dear😚💋
Title: Re: Victoria's Poetry Stop
Post by: pryzmsticv on April 12, 2016, 07:28:49 pm
PRETENSES

When luv passes me by, I do cry.
Everyone does you see, then ahead they proceed.
Moving forward again, waiting for time to make amends.
From your heart, luv ascends.
Life, is good again.
Repeating  lifes pretenses, puts up defenses to refrain.
When cutting someone, out ov your life.
Cut deep enough, getting all the heart.
Instead ov leaving it, in many pieces.
Splicing it a bit at a time, only causes the pain.
Miseries I do gain, the principle unfortunately is the restraints.
Never wanting, to fall in luv again.
Mirrored, Luvs instincts.
Title: Re: Victoria's Poetry Stop
Post by: pryzmsticv on April 12, 2016, 07:51:06 pm
SLEEP

Wandering in my mind, my heart excels.
To a place, where souls hide.
Waiting for luv to exhale, breathing deep inside.
Hopefully it is you, that I feel within my mind.
Drifting to my heart yo find, all these feelings to expel.
Painfully my mind, takes a stroll, breaking ov your hold.
Walls go up instead, freeing my mind to sleep.
In my dreams, is where you'll keep.
Freeing my heart and soul, I will never weep.
Title: Re: Victoria's Poetry Stop
Post by: Clay Death on April 12, 2016, 08:09:20 pm
(http://i1322.photobucket.com/albums/u572/spartacus120/camelot%20forum/decimus-300/max-9000/age-7_zpsfjqpod4s.jpg) (http://s1322.photobucket.com/user/spartacus120/media/camelot%20forum/decimus-300/max-9000/age-7_zpsfjqpod4s.jpg.html)
Title: Re: Victoria's Poetry Stop
Post by: pryzmsticv on April 13, 2016, 03:56:50 am
So beautiful your work, visions I see.
In my mind, my words proceed.
Moving works to see.
Thank you dear, greatly appreciated😚
Title: Re: Victoria's Poetry Stop
Post by: Clay Death on April 13, 2016, 08:48:42 pm
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=9stw4vARvlw
Title: Re: Victoria's Poetry Stop
Post by: Clay Death on April 13, 2016, 08:52:34 pm
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=k0rVNQw1DQM
Title: Re: Victoria's Poetry Stop
Post by: Clay Death on April 13, 2016, 08:56:02 pm
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=QuMwgPGvoOk
Title: Re: Victoria's Poetry Stop
Post by: EquineAnn on April 14, 2016, 02:05:41 am
You chose a nice video poem to send to Lady Victoria there, Clay.
Title: Re: Victoria's Poetry Stop
Post by: Clay Death on April 14, 2016, 09:15:56 pm
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=RS5_AmuhfP8
Title: Re: Victoria's Poetry Stop
Post by: Clay Death on April 14, 2016, 10:07:03 pm
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=W9di8eQ9Kig
Title: Re: Victoria's Poetry Stop
Post by: pryzmsticv on April 14, 2016, 10:28:31 pm
I have to agree with lady Anne.
The beautiful work you do, without demand.
Visions within your mind, now comes to sound.
Prose ov the ole, with music wonderfully told.
Thank you dear, for sharing.😚
Title: Re: Victoria's Poetry Stop
Post by: Clay Death on April 14, 2016, 10:42:45 pm
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Title: Re: Victoria's Poetry Stop
Post by: Clay Death on April 14, 2016, 10:44:25 pm
I have to agree with lady Anne.
The beautiful work you do, without demand.
Visions within your mind, now comes to sound.
Prose ov the ole, with music wonderfully told.
Thank you dear, for sharing.😚


you are welcome lady V and lady Ann.


glad you are enjoying Camelot.


Title: Re: Victoria's Poetry Stop
Post by: pryzmsticv on April 14, 2016, 10:52:12 pm
SIR NIGHT

Standing inside the door, waiting to greet the man I adore.
Bowing so slightly, he kisses my hand.
From his lips, his words command.
Mi Lady with repoire, my I have this last dance.
Luv to enhance, as if moving in a trance.
My heart has awoken too,  visions I have ov you.
Your heart and soul, have gone to taken control.
Whispers ov your mind, tells me you will always, be in my design.
When you speak, I feel tingling all the way thru.
Mystically peaked, just as a spell would do.
Time fly's by so very fast, that you will miss, this our last dance.
Slow down, and let us take a chance.
Visions ov romance, follows me at ever glance.
Desires in the sound, that helps move our luv all around.
Visions to entice, you my dear, approaching within my sight.
You my luv, my Sir Knight
Title: Re: Victoria's Poetry Stop
Post by: EquineAnn on April 15, 2016, 06:06:57 am
I love your poems, Lady Victoria.
Title: Re: Victoria's Poetry Stop
Post by: Clay Death on April 15, 2016, 11:24:37 pm
SIR NIGHT

Standing inside the door, waiting to greet the man I adore.
Bowing so slightly, he kisses my hand.
From his lips, his words command.
Mi Lady with repoire, my I have this last dance.
Luv to enhance, as if moving in a trance.
My heart has awoken too,  visions I have ov you.
Your heart and soul, have gone to taken control.
Whispers ov your mind, tells me you will always, be in my design.
When you speak, I feel tingling all the way thru.
Mystically peaked, just as a spell would do.
Time fly's by so very fast, that you will miss, this our last dance.
Slow down, and let us take a chance.
Visions ov romance, follows me at ever glance.
Desires in the sound, that helps move our luv all around.
Visions to entice, you my dear, approaching within my sight.
You my luv, my Sir Knight


sensational lady V.
Title: Re: Victoria's Poetry Stop
Post by: Clay Death on April 15, 2016, 11:28:43 pm
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=J3b4OwkJ0dA
Title: Re: Victoria's Poetry Stop
Post by: Clay Death on April 15, 2016, 11:30:02 pm
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=fIsu1Ohw4So
Title: Re: Victoria's Poetry Stop
Post by: Divine Metamorphoses on April 16, 2016, 09:08:49 pm
Beautiful works of your creativity

Loving it
~Divine
Title: Re: Victoria's Poetry Stop
Post by: Clay Death on April 16, 2016, 11:15:40 pm
Arthurian and Grail Poetry


Gertrude Bartlett (1876-1942)


 Gertrude Bartlett (1876-1942) was born in New Haven, New York but later lived and married in Toronto, Canada. Her verse appeared in periodicals in America and Canada. Bartlett's romantic poem "Ballade of Tristram's Last Harping" was published in Canadian Poets and Poetry edited by John W. Garvin in 1916. 





Ballade of Tristram's Last Harping



 The end that Love doth seek, what bard can say,
 In that fair season when the tender green
 Of opening leaves doth roof the woods of May,
 And sweet wild buds from out their places lean
 To touch the dainty feet that heedless stray
 Among them, with a youth in knight's attire?
 His lady's will capricious to obey,
 This is the end of dawning Love's desire.

 And when amid the summer's bright array
 Of blossoms, are the crimson roses seen,
 And one young maid, fairer than any spray
 In perfect bloom, wanders their lines between,
 What blessed solace can the lover pray
 Of her compassion, for his heart of fire?
 With kisses on her mouth all words to stay--
 This is the end of eager Love's desire.

 With driven clouds the hovering sky is grey;
 The winds above the frozen hills are keen,
 And all fair buds have fallen in decay;
 What joy hath now the true knight of his Queen?
 No rapture less exultant can allay
 His need, than softly craves this faulty lyre:
 To answer all his pleading with sweet 'Yea'--
This is the end of yearning Love's desire.

Envoy
 Beloved, now is done our life's brief day;
 Not with the day howe'er doth Love expire.
 Within thine arms the night to dream away--
 This is the end of Love's supreme desire.
Title: Re: Victoria's Poetry Stop
Post by: Clay Death on April 16, 2016, 11:19:27 pm
Arthurian and Grail Poetry



A Guinevere



 By Madison Cawein




 Sullen gold down all the sky;
 Roses and their sultry musk;
 Whipporwills deep in the dusk
 Yonder sob and sigh.--
 You are here; and I could weep,
 Weep for joy and suffering. . . .
 "Where is he"?--He'd have me sing--
There he sits, asleep.
 Think not of him! he is dead
 For the moment to us twain--
 Hold me in your arms again,
 Rest on mine your head.
 "Am I happy?" ask the fire
 When it bursts its bounds and thrills
 Some mad hours as it wills
 If those hours tire.
 He had gold. As for the rest--
 Well you know how they were set,
 Saying that I must forget
 And 'twas for the best.
 I forget?--But let it go!--
 Kiss me as you used of old.
 There; your kisses are not cold!
 Can you love me so?
 Knowing what I am to him,
 To that gouty gray one there,
 On the wide verandah, where
 Fitful fireflies swim.
 Is it tears? Or what? that wets
 Eyes and cheeks;--on brow and lip
 Kisses! Soft as bees that sip
 Sweets from violets.
 See! the moon has risen; white
 As this open lily here,
 Rocking on the dusty mere,
 Like a silent light.
 Let us walk...So soon to part!--
 All too soon! But he may miss.
 Give me but another kiss--
 It will heat my heart
 And the bitter winter there.--
 So; we part, my Launcelot,
 My true knight! And am I not
 Your true Guinevere?
 Oft they parted thus, they tell,
 In that mystical romance...
 Were they placed, think you, perchance,
 For such love, in Hell?
 No! It can not, can not be!
 Love is God, and God is love:
 And they live and love above,
 Guinevere and he.
 I must go now.--See! there fell,
 Molten into purple light,
 One wild star. Kiss me good night,
 And once more. Farewell.
Title: Re: Victoria's Poetry Stop
Post by: EquineAnn on April 17, 2016, 02:07:15 am
That's a very good poem you shared with Lady Victoria, Clay.
Title: Re: Victoria's Poetry Stop
Post by: Clay Death on April 17, 2016, 10:28:58 pm
Arthurian and Grail Poetry



The Dream Of Sir Galahad



 By Madison Cawein



With the knights Peredur and Gawain he sits, in a chapel in Lyonesse, speaking while the dawn slowly reddens on the sea, gray-seen through the open door.

 I
 Cast on sleep there came to me
 Three great angels, o'er the sea
 Moaning near the priory:
 Cloudy clad in awful white,
 Each one's face, a lucid light,
 Rayed and blossomed out of night.

 II
 In my sleep I saw them rest,
 Each, a long hand on her breast,
 Like the new-moon in the west:
 And their hair like sunset rolled
 Down their shoulders, burning cold,
 An insufferable gold.

 III
 Flaming round each high brow bent
 Fourfold starry gold, that sent
 Light before them as they went:
 'Neath their burning crowns their eyes
 Shone like awful stars the skies
 Rock in shattered storm that flies.

 IV
 Dark their eyes were, lurid dark;
 And within their eyes a spark
 Like the opal's burned: my sark
 Seemed to shrivel 'neath their gaze;
 As, with marvel and amaze,
 All my soul it seemed to raise.

 V
 And I saw their mouths were fire,
 Ruby-red as the desire
 Of the Sanc Graal: fair and dire
 Were their lips, whereon the kiss
 Of all Heaven lay; the bliss
 Of all happiness that is.

 VI
 Calm as Beauty lying dead,
 Tapers lit at feet and head,
 Were they, round whom prayers seemed said:
 Fragrant as that woman who,
 Born of blossoms and of dew
 And of magic, wedded Llew.

 VII
 And the first one said to me:--
 "Thou has slept thus holily
 While seven sands ran shadowy;
 Earth hath served thee like a slave,
 Serving us who found thee brave,
 Pure of life and great to save:

 VIII
 "Know!"--She touched my brow: a pain
 As of arrows pierced my brain:
 Ceased: and earth, both sea and plain,
 Vanished: and I stood where thought
 Stands, and worship, spirit-fraught,
 Watching how the heavens are wrought.

 IX
 Then the second said to me:
 "Thou hast come all sinlessly
 Thro' life's sin-enveloped sea:
 Know the things thou hast not seen:
 Filling all the soul with sheen;
 Meaning more than earth may mean:

 X
 "See!"--Her voice sang like a lyre,
 Comprehending all desire
 In its gamut's throbbing fire:--
And my inner eyelids,--which
 Dimmed clairvoyance,--raised: and rich,
 As one chord's vibrating pitch,

 XI
 Grew my soul with light: that saw
 The embodiment of awe,
 Love, divinity, and law,
 Orbed and eöned: and the power,
 Circumstance, like some vast flower;
 From which time fell, hour on hour.

 XII
 'Neath the third one's mighty will
 All my soul lay very still,
 Feeling all its being thrill
 As she, smiling, said to me:
 "Thou dost know, and thou canst see:
 What thou art arise and be!"

 XIII
 To my lips her lips she pressed;
 And my new-born soul, thrice-blessed,
 Clasped her radiance and caressed:
 Mounted and, in glory clad,
 Soared with them who chorused glad:
 "Christ awaits thee, Galahad!"
Title: Re: Victoria's Poetry Stop
Post by: Clay Death on April 17, 2016, 10:29:51 pm
That's a very good poem you shared with Lady Victoria, Clay.

thanks lady Ann.

glad you enjoying lady V's poetry stop.
Title: Re: Victoria's Poetry Stop
Post by: Clay Death on April 17, 2016, 10:38:23 pm
Arthurian and Grail Poetry



Morgan Le Fay




 By Madison Cawein




 In dim samite was she bedight,
 And on her hair a hoop of gold,
 Like foxfire, in the tawn moonlight,
 Was glimmering cold.

 With soft gray eyes she gloomed and glowered;
 With soft red lips she sang a song:
 What knight might gaze upon her face,
 Nor fare along?

 For all her looks were full of spells,
 And all her words, of sorcery;
 And in some way they seemed to say,
 "Oh, come with me!"

 Oh, come with me! oh, come with me!
 Oh, come with me, my love, Sir Kay!"--
How should he know the witch, I trow,
 Morgan le Fay?

 How should he know the wily witch,
 With sweet white face and raven hair?
 Who, through her art, bewitched his heart
 And held him there.

 Eftsoons his soul had waxed amort
 To wold and weald, to slade and stream;
 And all he heard was her soft word
 As one adream.

 And all he saw was her bright eyes,
 And her fair face that held him still:
 And wild and wan she led him on
 O'er vale and hill.

 Until at last a castle lay
 Beneath the moon, among the trees:
 Its gothic towers old and gray
 With mysteries.

 Tall in its hall a hundred knights
 In armor stood with glaive in hand:
 The following of some great king,
 Lord of that land.

 Sir Bors, Sir Balin, and Gawain,
 All Arthur's knights, and many mo;
 But these in battle had been slain
 Long years ago.

 But when Morgan with lifted hand
 Moved down the hall, they louted low:
 For she was Queen of Shadowland,
 That woman of snow.

 Then from Sir Kay she drew away,
 And cried on high all mockingly:--
 "Behold, sir knights, the knave I bring,
 Who lay with me.

 "Behold! I met him 'mid the furze:
 Beside him there he made me lie:
 Upon him, yea, there rests my curse:
 Now let him die!"

 Then as one man those shadows raised
 Their brands, whereon the moon glanced gray:
 And clashing all strode from the wall
 Against Sir Kay.

 And on his body, bent and bowed,
 The hundred blades as one blade fell:
 While over all rang long and loud
 The mirth of Hell.


Title: Re: Victoria's Poetry Stop
Post by: EquineAnn on April 18, 2016, 12:40:32 am
That's a very good poem, you shared with Victoria, Clay.
Title: Re: Victoria's Poetry Stop
Post by: Divine Metamorphoses on April 19, 2016, 02:31:29 pm
Incredible share
Lovely thread!
Thank you

Love & Light

~Divine
Title: Re: Victoria's Poetry Stop
Post by: Clay Death on April 19, 2016, 10:27:18 pm
http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/sonnet-76-excalibur/


Who on earth could put that sword from that stone
Many had tried but all failed in their quest
But one man did when he was all alone
When all other knights had tried their very best.

And Excalibur entered history
In the hand of Arthur with all his knights
In times of tales, fables and mystery
When men were jousting days and feasting nights.

But Arthur in battle to him forsake
And he did die a hero’s death indeed
And Excalibur thrown into the lake
To wait until England was once more in need

Arthur and his knights are resting at peace
Excalibur’s resting too will never cease.

 
David Wood




Title: Re: Victoria's Poetry Stop
Post by: pryzmsticv on April 23, 2016, 07:35:45 pm
HEARTLESS

Heartless
Surrendered
Magnitude Horrendous
Visions
Contained
Souls in Pain
Luv Surrendered
Soulless Veins
Back to Mundane
Turn Back the Days
Time Restraints
Title: Re: Victoria's Poetry Stop
Post by: pryzmsticv on April 23, 2016, 07:39:58 pm
SOLEMNLY

Solemnly, thoughts run thru.
How I needed, to get over you.
I knew from the beginning, our luv would not last.
Nine innings, you could not surpass.
Committed, you could not be.
This was clear, for me to see.
In the back ov my mind, it waited for me.
That's why from the start, I said that I would part.
As I walk, the pain is still there.
I am strong, but I will persevere.
Just wished all along, you were truthful with me.
Solemnly  I proceed.


Title: Re: Victoria's Poetry Stop
Post by: pryzmsticv on April 23, 2016, 08:23:59 pm
PRISMATIC  DUES

If all hues, could follow me.
Pryzmatic, is what you would see.
Blue is my heart today, as I have snow and rain.
Don't know what to do, my heart has gone that way.
Feelings want to pacify, ov why I want to cry.
Perpetually my mind shifts, thru a thought maze.
Putting me in, a deep color Phaze, a visual bliss.
Existing from purple haze, a calming stay.
I will never be, dont believe in jealously.
Envy, some days I see.
Gone, the color ov green.
Yellow is the suns reply, when it shines so bright.
The warmth ov your heart, brings us to a beautiful light.
I dont know why, how it makes me cry.
Now from the warmth, it appears orange I sigh.
Heated, by the color red, Anger I can defeat.
Crimson to the tone, within the blood flow.
A taste ov you, my pryzmatic fee.
Colorful my life.
Title: Re: Victoria's Poetry Stop
Post by: Clay Death on April 23, 2016, 11:25:27 pm
magical prose lady V.
Title: Re: Victoria's Poetry Stop
Post by: Clay Death on April 23, 2016, 11:26:23 pm
Arthurian and Grail Poetry


Isolt



 By Madison Cawein




"But when the queen, La beale Isoude heard these tidings shee made such sorrow that shee was full nigh out of her minde, and so upon a day she thought to slay herselfe, and never for to live after Sir Tristram's death."--Le Morte d'Arthure.

I
 The wild dawn flares o'er wood and vale,
 O'er all the world she used to love:
 Low on her couch it finds her pale,
 The dawn that breaks with flame above.
 Her lute, that once was all her care,
 To which her love had often sung,
 Upon a damask-covered chair
 Now lies neglected and unstrung.
 Back from her face her hair she throws,
 Her heavy hair that falls and slips,
 Then, rising, to the casement goes
 With languid eyes and pallid lips.

II
 With feverish face from morn till noon,
 And noon to middle-night she stoops
 From her high lattice; late and soon
 In search for him among the troops
 That come and go or loiter by.
 For there had come a dame, in garb
 Of pearls and samite, green of dye,
 A stately woman on a barb,
 From Camelot, who, looking round,
 Had sneered, " 'Mid herdsmen and such craft
 This Tristram lives like any hound."
 Then as she shook her curls and laughed,
 And flashed on Isolt looks of scorn,
 Trailing her glimmering jewels past,
 "I met a madman yestermorn
 Within the forest. Wild, aghast
 He stood, all naked in the rain,
 'Twas Tristram, he of Lyonesse,
 A good knight once, but now--" Again
 She laughed, then sneered.--And one might guess
 The thing she hinted in disdain.

III
 So Isolt watched now: long she leant
 From her high tower that hapless dawn:
 Above her bloomed the firmament,
 Below, the world was dewy wan.
 She saw a long lake where the stags
 Came down to drink: and woods of pines
 Beyond which mountains loomed, whose crags,--
 Gaunt guardians of Mark's boundary lines,--
Gray watch-towers, hawk-like, overhung;
 And 'mid the pines, wild, ivy-clung,
 She saw a castle lift its old
 Green walls of ruin, now a cave
 For bandits, and a robber-hold
 Of lust, beside a torrent's wave.
 Then o'er a bridge, whose granite arched
 The torrent's foam, she saw a knight,--
Behind whom spear-armed followers marched,--
Like Galahad, in glittering white,
 Ride from the forest-covered height.

IV
 High on a barb whose trappings shone
 Inlaid with laton, gold of hue,
 Star-bright amid the dawn and dew;
 Proud on his lordly-stepping roan
 He rode, and seemed of chivalry
 The star, until he stood alone
 Before the Court and spoke his lie,
 And said,--(for him, too, heart and tongue,
 Mark's gold had bought)--"I saw him die.
 Alas! For one so brave and young!
 But better so than still to be
 A madman and a mockery!"--
Then smiled around the questioning Court
 As one who brought no ill report. . . .
 And she believed. And front to front
 With all her misery that eve,--
 Which, sombre-visaged, o'er the mount,
 Above Day's burning bier did grieve
 And bow her melancholy star,--
 With tearful eyes she watched the light
 Streak all the heaven with blood afar;
 And lingered far into the night,
 Lamenting at her casement-bar.

V
 "Oh, I'm like one who o'er her light,
 Her lamp of love, bends down, when, lo!
 All on a sudden, out of night,
 Dashing it down, there comes a blow
 That leaves all darkness; and she hears
 A demon whispering in the gloom,
 That shuts her in with all her fears,"
 So thought she, lonely in her room.
 Then took her lute and touched such airs
 As Tristram loved, sad songs of Breön,
 She once had heard, all unawares,
 Sir Launcelot sing in old Caerleön,
 To Guinevere upon the stairs,
 The terrace stairs, beside the Usk,
 Deep in the nightingale-haunted dusk.
 Then ceased, and wept until the stars,
 Seen through her tears, made heaven all tears,
 On fire with tears, that left their scars
 Upon its face; and all the years
 Of grief and love seemed in their spheres:
 And reaching out her arms she cried,
 "O God! O God! that I had died!
 O Tristram! Tristram! art thou near?
 O love, be near me in this hour!
 This hour of anguish and of fear!
 Which,--(like yon fountain's ceaseless foam,
 Unseen, beneath this starlit tower,
 Deep in the shadow of its dome),--
 Throbs on and on within my life,
 The utter darkness of its woe.--
 O hour of grief! O hour of strife!
 Why must my young heart suffer so?
 Why must my sick soul sigh and sigh,
 And God not hear nor let me die?"

VI
 When rose the moon, and far away
 A nightingale beneath the tower,
 Heard through the fountain's falling spray,
 Made lonelier yet that lonely hour;
 And 'twixt the nodding grove and lake
 A glimmering fawn stalked through the night,
 And snuffed the wind, then bent to slake
 Its thirst; she veiled her face,--as white
 As death's,--and said: "The way is clear!
 There is no use in waiting here!
 Come! let me cure this heart that bursts!
 This pain is more than I can bear!--
 Come! let me still this soul that thirsts! . . .
 Upon the lake, as thick as stars
 In heav'n, the lilies lie asleep.--
There lies a way beyond these bars,
 These walls of flesh that hold and keep!
 The nightingale shall find its mate,
 The fawn its fellow, and must I,
 The spouse of grief, the wife of hate,
 Live on alone until I die?--
 How long, how long, O God, to wait!" . . .
 Far through the darkness went her cry.
Title: Re: Victoria's Poetry Stop
Post by: Clay Death on April 23, 2016, 11:27:12 pm
PRISMATIC  DUES

If all hues, could follow me.
Pryzmatic, is what you would see.
Blue is my heart today, as I have snow and rain.
Don't know what to do, my heart has gone that way.
Feelings want to pacify, ov why I want to cry.
Perpetually my mind shifts, thru a thought maze.
Putting me in, a deep color Phaze, a visual bliss.
Existing from purple haze, a calming stay.
I will never be, dont believe in jealously.
Envy, some days I see.
Gone, the color ov green.
Yellow is the suns reply, when it shines so bright.
The warmth ov your heart, brings us to a beautiful light.
I dont know why, how it makes me cry.
Now from the warmth, it appears orange I sigh.
Heated, by the color red, Anger I can defeat.
Crimson to the tone, within the blood flow.
A taste ov you, my pryzmatic fee.
Colorful my life.


sensational.
Title: Re: Victoria's Poetry Stop
Post by: Clay Death on April 24, 2016, 12:38:30 am
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Title: Re: Victoria's Poetry Stop
Post by: Clay Death on April 24, 2016, 11:50:44 pm
Arthurian and Grail Poetry


Tristram And Isolt



 By Madison Cawein



 Night, and vast caverns of rock and of iron:
 Voices like water, and voices like wind:
 Horror, and tempests of hail that environ
 Shapes and the shadows of two who have sinned.
 Wan on the whirlwind, in loathing uplifting
 Faces that loved once, forever they go,
 Tristram and Isolt, the lovers, go drifting,
 The simmer and laughter of Hell below.
Title: Re: Victoria's Poetry Stop
Post by: Clay Death on April 24, 2016, 11:52:39 pm
Arthurian and Grail Poetry



Morgan Le Fay



 By Madison Cawein



In dim samite was she bedight,
 And on her hair a hoop of gold,
 Like foxfire, in the tawn moonlight,
 Was glimmering cold.

 With soft gray eyes she gloomed and glowered;
 With soft red lips she sang a song:
 What knight might gaze upon her face,
 Nor fare along?

 For all her looks were full of spells,
 And all her words, of sorcery;
 And in some way they seemed to say,
 "Oh, come with me!"

 Oh, come with me! oh, come with me!
 Oh, come with me, my love, Sir Kay!"--
How should he know the witch, I trow,
 Morgan le Fay?

 How should he know the wily witch,
 With sweet white face and raven hair?
 Who, through her art, bewitched his heart
 And held him there.

 Eftsoons his soul had waxed amort
 To wold and weald, to slade and stream;
 And all he heard was her soft word
 As one adream.

 And all he saw was her bright eyes,
 And her fair face that held him still:
 And wild and wan she led him on
 O'er vale and hill.

 Until at last a castle lay
 Beneath the moon, among the trees:
 Its gothic towers old and gray
 With mysteries.

 Tall in its hall a hundred knights
 In armor stood with glaive in hand:
 The following of some great king,
 Lord of that land.

 Sir Bors, Sir Balin, and Gawain,
 All Arthur's knights, and many mo;
 But these in battle had been slain
 Long years ago.

 But when Morgan with lifted hand
 Moved down the hall, they louted low:
 For she was Queen of Shadowland,
 That woman of snow.

 Then from Sir Kay she drew away,
 And cried on high all mockingly:--
 "Behold, sir knights, the knave I bring,
 Who lay with me.

 "Behold! I met him 'mid the furze:
 Beside him there he made me lie:
 Upon him, yea, there rests my curse:
 Now let him die!"

 Then as one man those shadows raised
 Their brands, whereon the moon glanced gray:
 And clashing all strode from the wall
 Against Sir Kay.

 And on his body, bent and bowed,
 The hundred blades as one blade fell:
 While over all rang long and loud
 The mirth of Hell.

Title: Re: Victoria's Poetry Stop
Post by: pryzmsticv on April 25, 2016, 02:06:33 am
How gallantly, prose show the bravery.
The knights that lived, by the oath ov chivalry.
To that day it could be, the death held above their heads.
All because ov who they bed, and yet it could be witchery.
Spells cast upon from wicked tales, to this day ov prose ov bravery.
The knights' lives thru history, beautiful luv still can Be believed.
Thank You My Dear for Sharing😚
Title: Re: Victoria's Poetry Stop
Post by: pryzmsticv on April 25, 2016, 11:53:11 pm
SEA OV LUV

Distant your mind, look to the seas to find.
Hidden amongst, the visions there.
Is my mind, so beware.
Dark is there, dying souls preside.
As I wade thru the tides, visions ov you are in my mind.
Destiny is the ebb tide, floating you to hide.
Reflecting upon ones life, we sail thru a wave ov dreams.
Crystal clear to me, is the luv that I see.
Let me dive into your heart, gentle serenities' touch.
Swimming within your soul, luving you so much.
Echoes ov your mind, makes you so easy to find.
Exultations ov the tide, puts different visions in your heart.
Luvs' find, reflected ov life's start.
Don't know ov your heart, what will the visions say.
Drowning within my heart, hesitates with souls to embark.
To breath again, luv sighs.
Title: Re: Victoria's Poetry Stop
Post by: pryzmsticv on April 26, 2016, 12:20:23 am
DREAM WALKERS

Let me speak ov you, the tenderness of your heart.
Feelings I have ov you, traveling thru time, our start.
Looking for my mind, in the pages ov history.
Time comprehends, with visions ov you that I see.
What is in my head,my heart doth rescue me.
Let me walk with you, thru your mind.
Getting to know you, and the beauty that I can see.
With your tender heart, iv the luving kind.
Sweet dreams luv, in your precious mind.
Take my hand, and walk with me.
Thru my lucid dreams, fun it will be, all the beautiful scenes.
Our dreams, can be time spent.
Deja Vu sweet dreams, years ov ole.
Oh so beautiful, and yet so bold.
Take my hand, the feelings that ripple thru.
Our luv that channels, with command.
Scenes that flow, thru your hold.
Visions persevere, ov our serenity at play.
Dreams caress our stay, sweet dreams come our way.
Dreamwalkers, ov our luv today.





Title: Re: Victoria's Poetry Stop
Post by: EquineAnn on April 26, 2016, 12:54:24 am
I love your new poem. Thank you very much for sharing.
Title: Re: Victoria's Poetry Stop
Post by: pryzmsticv on April 27, 2016, 06:27:54 pm
Thank you lady Anne my dear friend. I hope I wont let you down.😚
Title: Re: Victoria's Poetry Stop
Post by: pryzmsticv on April 27, 2016, 10:58:21 pm
BREATHLESS

To breath you into my soul, never to exhale again.
Would our luv, loose control.
Breathing life, to luv again.
Awaken my soul, and take control.
Touching my heart, with your sweet caress.
With the feeling, ov your luv.
Take away, my emptiness.
Feeling with my mind, visions I have hold ov you.
Oh my luv, how you move me around.
Like a quake, shifting the ground.
Destined is our hearts, to turn upside down.
Fires that burn from within, creating that golden sound.
Quicken the heartbeats, as they pound.
Simmering to your touch, shivering I feel the rush.
With your caress, you cast your spell.
Such finesse, my heart you do compel.
Souls' sigh, when whispers ov you are surreal.
Breathless souls begin.
Title: Re: Victoria's Poetry Stop
Post by: Divine Metamorphoses on April 27, 2016, 11:14:58 pm
Breathlessly love it!
Title: Re: Victoria's Poetry Stop
Post by: Clay Death on April 27, 2016, 11:21:18 pm
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Title: Re: Victoria's Poetry Stop
Post by: pryzmsticv on April 29, 2016, 04:15:54 am
Thank you lady D, it hard but we proceed, with prose we hope to conceive. 😚

Thank you my dear, the images ov color.
Prismatic in everyway, very beautiful work.
Destined to stay.😚
Title: Re: Victoria's Poetry Stop
Post by: EquineAnn on April 29, 2016, 06:58:53 am
I've brought my latest poem for you as I thought you might like it.

I've always loved horses, ponies & donkeys too.
I always wanted to own 1.
I know I'm not the only 1. Most little girls do.
They're all beautiful, whether black, white, grey, chestnut or dun.

I never even got the chance to learn to ride.
I only ever got the chance to see 1 who lived nearby & stroke & feed it.
It was lovely being by its side.
I was taught to lay my hands flat when feeding it apples & carrots so my fingers wouldn't get bit.

I'd love to go somewhere like Shetland, Eriskay, Connemara, Newforest, Dartmoor, Exmoor or the Camargue where they are in the wild.
Those holidays would be a dream to me.
I've always wanted to do this since I was a child.
They are places I'll always want to be.

All the talk of the role of horses in the past first got me interested in history.
Why I've always been attracted to them is such a mystery.
Title: Re: Victoria's Poetry Stop
Post by: pryzmsticv on May 01, 2016, 03:26:50 am
Wonderful poem lady Anne and thank you sharing.

If only we were kids again, and able to turn things around.
We could do it, the way we do now.
Writing our poems, and enjoying as it shows.
Luv ya my dear friend, beautiful you stand.😚
Title: Re: Victoria's Poetry Stop
Post by: EquineAnn on May 01, 2016, 07:16:58 am
Thank you very much, Lady Victoria. A friend of mine suggested I write a sonnet about horses so that was my attempt. You're welcome. There are a lot of things I would change though, like getting a job straight away instead of going to college.
Title: Re: Victoria's Poetry Stop
Post by: Clay Death on May 01, 2016, 10:08:56 pm
One Knight's Passion



by Sea_of_okc





There is no dragon's fiery breath
 No black knight's sword dealing death
 No creature of the land or sea
 Could keep me from possessing thee
 There is no thing that I could find
 Not strong ale nor sweet wine
 Even Merlin's herbs and such
 Pale beside my lady's touch
 There is no rose could smell so sweet
 No fair maiden I might meet
 No body in the sky above
 That could outshine my lady love
 There is no challenge I won't take
 No quest too bold for me to make
 No ties from which I wouldn't part
 To win my fairest lady's heart
 On my honor this I swear
 All my life with you I'll share
 I pledge my sword, my heart, my name
 Pray tell me lady you'll do the same   


 


 

 
Title: Re: Victoria's Poetry Stop
Post by: Clay Death on May 01, 2016, 10:10:21 pm
BREATHLESS

To breath you into my soul, never to exhale again.
Would our luv, loose control.
Breathing life, to luv again.
Awaken my soul, and take control.
Touching my heart, with your sweet caress.
With the feeling, ov your luv.
Take away, my emptiness.
Feeling with my mind, visions I have hold ov you.
Oh my luv, how you move me around.
Like a quake, shifting the ground.
Destined is our hearts, to turn upside down.
Fires that burn from within, creating that golden sound.
Quicken the heartbeats, as they pound.
Simmering to your touch, shivering I feel the rush.
With your caress, you cast your spell.
Such finesse, my heart you do compel.
Souls' sigh, when whispers ov you are surreal.
Breathless souls begin.


magnificent prose lady V.
Title: Re: Victoria's Poetry Stop
Post by: Clay Death on May 01, 2016, 10:11:16 pm
I've brought my latest poem for you as I thought you might like it.

I've always loved horses, ponies & donkeys too.
I always wanted to own 1.
I know I'm not the only 1. Most little girls do.
They're all beautiful, whether black, white, grey, chestnut or dun.

I never even got the chance to learn to ride.
I only ever got the chance to see 1 who lived nearby & stroke & feed it.
It was lovely being by its side.
I was taught to lay my hands flat when feeding it apples & carrots so my fingers wouldn't get bit.

I'd love to go somewhere like Shetland, Eriskay, Connemara, Newforest, Dartmoor, Exmoor or the Camargue where they are in the wild.
Those holidays would be a dream to me.
I've always wanted to do this since I was a child.
They are places I'll always want to be.

All the talk of the role of horses in the past first got me interested in history.
Why I've always been attracted to them is such a mystery.


very impressive lady Ann.
Title: Re: Victoria's Poetry Stop
Post by: EquineAnn on May 02, 2016, 02:02:33 am
Thank you very much, Clay.
Title: Re: Victoria's Poetry Stop
Post by: Clay Death on May 02, 2016, 11:30:49 pm
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Title: Re: Victoria's Poetry Stop
Post by: pryzmsticv on May 03, 2016, 01:44:59 am
PHAZE OV MIND

My mind goes thru a phaze sometimes.
Dismal and mundane, or crazy as hell.
Darkness can never tell, walking thru the shadows ov my mind.
Its better to embrace, the evils that I find.
Compressing my good, with the unkind.
Delivering a helping hand, caresses my mind.
Makes me feel better, some ov the time.
It doesn't always take it, to the letter.
My heart try's to disengage, from all these feelings ov rage.
Periodically, I feel this way.
Putting my mind, in a phaze.
The things, that I read everyday.
What's wrong, with the people today.
Puts my mind, at a deficit to say.
Bothered by, the inhumanely treated.
Wishing there was a way, ov turning the mean into clay.
Maybe someday, visions we will see.
Kindness, will hale as referee.
Title: Re: Victoria's Poetry Stop
Post by: EquineAnn on May 03, 2016, 02:09:55 am
That's a very good poem. I understand the feeling but when I'm thinking negative thoughts they're normally about myself & people who have been cruel to animals, children & the elderly or disabled. When I have conflicting opinions they're normally about myself. I'm hopeless, useless & stupid vs the I'm kind, polite, helpful & honest & can be quite intelligent actually.
Title: Re: Victoria's Poetry Stop
Post by: pryzmsticv on May 03, 2016, 02:41:41 am
Thank you lady Anne, you will never be ov the negative, you are a positive.
Someone that is worth, to talk to and meet.

You need not ever, put yourself down.
you are worth, every endeavor.
Stand tall forever, as if your head holds a crown.
Luv you my dear friend😚
Title: Re: Victoria's Poetry Stop
Post by: pryzmsticv on May 03, 2016, 03:07:17 am
CRIMSON TEASE

Darken is my night to be, as I hunt thru eternity.
Crimson tears are haunting, to become ov me.
Essences are taunting, over the seas.
Everywhere, looking for me to be appeased.
Whispers ov the despaired, from those that feel, me approaching near.
Canvassing their sublime, their loneliness I concierge.
What is the darkness, but my raging time.
Taste ov crimson, from fresh as I siege.
Twisted and faded, are my thoughts.
To reveal, cold images to me still haunt.
Days ov ole, luv is at a stay.
Time traveled, thru the eternity ov my fate.
My mind is in a debate, thru luv ov souls that resonate.
Let me tally my time, ov haunting sonnets.
Ones ov creating fear, hunting words ov visions that premiere.
Songs Ov words, ov only crimson tears.
That essence ov music, to my fears.
Title: Re: Victoria's Poetry Stop
Post by: pryzmsticv on May 03, 2016, 03:09:22 am
Thank you my dear, ov the beauty that you apply here. Plus the admiration ov your words 😚
Title: Re: Victoria's Poetry Stop
Post by: EquineAnn on May 03, 2016, 06:38:17 am
Thank you very much, Lady Victoria. I love your last poem too.
Title: Re: Victoria's Poetry Stop
Post by: Clay Death on May 03, 2016, 09:00:34 pm
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Title: Re: Victoria's Poetry Stop
Post by: pryzmsticv on May 04, 2016, 09:39:00 pm
Beautiful the moon, always makes me swoon.
Means so much to me, ov the night lives we see.
Thank you dear😚💋
Title: Re: Victoria's Poetry Stop
Post by: Divine Metamorphoses on May 05, 2016, 09:35:21 pm
CRIMSON TEASE

Darken is my night to be, as I hunt thru eternity.
Crimson tears are haunting, to become ov me.
Essences are taunting, over the seas.
Everywhere, looking for me to be appeased.
Whispers ov the despaired, from those that feel, me approaching near.
Canvassing their sublime, their loneliness I concierge.
What is the darkness, but my raging time.
Taste ov crimson, from fresh as I siege.
Twisted and faded, are my thoughts.
To reveal, cold images to me still haunt.
Days ov ole, luv is at a stay.
Time traveled, thru the eternity ov my fate.
My mind is in a debate, thru luv ov souls that resonate.
Let me tally my time, ov haunting sonnets.
Ones ov creating fear, hunting words ov visions that premiere.
Songs Ov words, ov only crimson tears.
That essence ov music, to my fears.

Crimson tears
Escape the fears
Love that!

Love all Crimson 😚
Title: Re: Victoria's Poetry Stop
Post by: pryzmsticv on May 05, 2016, 11:47:00 pm
Thank you Lady D I know you luv the dark as much as I do. Thank you my dear friend 😚
Title: Re: Victoria's Poetry Stop
Post by: Clay Death on May 06, 2016, 12:03:57 am
Beautify the moon, always makes me swoon.
Means so much to me, ov the night lives we see.
Thank you dear😚💋

glad you are enjoying the magical sights and sounds of Camelot lady V.


everybody is adding so much color, magic, and inspiration to all the threads here.


these are all such wonderful stops.
Title: Re: Victoria's Poetry Stop
Post by: Clay Death on May 06, 2016, 12:04:38 am
CRIMSON TEASE

Darken is my night to be, as I hunt thru eternity.
Crimson tears are haunting, to become ov me.
Essences are taunting, over the seas.
Everywhere, looking for me to be appeased.
Whispers ov the despaired, from those that feel, me approaching near.
Canvassing their sublime, their loneliness I concierge.
What is the darkness, but my raging time.
Taste ov crimson, from fresh as I siege.
Twisted and faded, are my thoughts.
To reveal, cold images to me still haunt.
Days ov ole, luv is at a stay.
Time traveled, thru the eternity ov my fate.
My mind is in a debate, thru luv ov souls that resonate.
Let me tally my time, ov haunting sonnets.
Ones ov creating fear, hunting words ov visions that premiere.
Songs Ov words, ov only crimson tears.
That essence ov music, to my fears.



wow. sensational prose.
Title: Re: Victoria's Poetry Stop
Post by: pryzmsticv on May 06, 2016, 04:23:58 am
Thank you so much dear, something just little bit different my dear.😚
Title: Re: Victoria's Poetry Stop
Post by: pryzmsticv on May 10, 2016, 03:35:25 am
Thank you my dear, amazing sig you do have. I forgot to tell you, you and luv alot ov the same shows. Vampire diaries, supernatural, twd, originals. I could go on. Shabba and I use to have deep talks about vampirism, and the reality ov it. Luv you lady. 😚💘
Title: Re: Victoria's Poetry Stop
Post by: Clay Death on May 10, 2016, 07:10:55 pm
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Title: Re: Victoria's Poetry Stop
Post by: Clay Death on May 12, 2016, 11:41:13 pm
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Title: Re: Victoria's Poetry Stop
Post by: pryzmsticv on May 14, 2016, 06:42:35 pm
CURSED LUV, STORM SEVERE


Life moves on, visions play our songs.
With your luv so near, my luv continues on to be sincere.
You are my strength, my dear.
My life will travel on, listening ov lifes true song.
Reminiscent ov tunes, so near.
Beautifully, my soul premieres.
Better to walk on, then to pretend you are my song.
I will move on, with memories of you.
I am me, I am forever strong.
Visions ov new, I will wait for it to be.
Timeless I walk alone, singing my song .
Grateful forever be, ov lessons learned to see.
Luv does abandon me, forever strong.
Cursed for luv, I dont see.
Embossed an image of you and I, romancing for our last time.
Feelings, I dont fear.
In my dreams, you still appear.
Luving you, I will always be sincere.
No longer, will it be our scene.
Brokenhearted to be serene, life is being so mean.
Shadows ov my mind, with visions to appear.
In dreams, luv premieres.
Sweet dreams, my dear.
In dreams, luv is so clear.
True life, I wish dreams would mirror.
Cursed luv, storm severe.
Title: Re: Victoria's Poetry Stop
Post by: pryzmsticv on May 14, 2016, 07:09:15 pm
JUMP INTO LUV

As I sit an imagine you, my heart trembles with the thought so true.
Softness ov your touch, creating a mental rush.
Shadows ov your body, as a candle glow flickers over you.
What more could I say or do, but to fall for you.
With every movement when you sigh, the shivers that run deep inside.
The Echos ov my mind, focused on the uniqueness ov each line.
Dancing to time, my luv for you, is not blind.
Each word whispered in my ear, takes away all my tears.
As an angel from before, you with my heart, have opened the door.
For you my soul, I will gladly pay the toll.
I will jump the distance for your luv, like the flying ov the doves.
Pain I can handle, sent from above.
Fallen angel I am not, what i do, to be with you, is jump
Title: Re: Victoria's Poetry Stop
Post by: Clay Death on May 14, 2016, 11:01:05 pm
CURSED LUV, STORM SEVERE


Life moves on, visions play our songs.
With your luv so near, my luv continues on to be sincere.
You are my strength, my dear.
My life will travel on, listening ov lifes true song.
Reminiscent ov tunes, so near.
Beautifully, my soul premieres.
Better to walk on, then to pretend you are my song.
I will move on, with memories of you.
I am me, I am forever strong.
Visions ov new, I will wait for it to be.
Timeless I walk alone, singing my song .
Grateful forever be, ov lessons learned to see.
Luv does abandon me, forever strong.
Cursed for luv, I dont see.
Embossed an image of you and I, romancing for our last time.
Feelings, I dont fear.
In my dreams, you still appear.
Luving you, I will always be sincere.
No longer, will it be our scene.
Brokenhearted to be serene, life is being so mean.
Shadows ov my mind, with visions to appear.
In dreams, luv premieres.
Sweet dreams, my dear.
In dreams, luv is so clear.
True life, I wish dreams would mirror.
Cursed luv, storm severe.


wonderful prose lady V.
Title: Re: Victoria's Poetry Stop
Post by: Clay Death on May 14, 2016, 11:01:44 pm
JUMP INTO LUV

As I sit an imagine you, my heart trembles with the thought so true.
Softness ov your touch, creating a mental rush.
Shadows ov your body, as a candle glow flickers over you.
What more could I say or do, but to fall for you.
With every movement when you sigh, the shivers that run deep inside.
The Echos ov my mind, focused on the uniqueness ov each line.
Dancing to time, my luv for you, is not blind.
Each word whispered in my ear, takes away all my tears.
As an angel from before, you with my heart, have opened the door.
For you my soul, I will gladly pay the toll.
I will jump the distance for your luv, like the flying ov the doves.
Pain I can handle, sent from above.
Fallen angel I am not, what i do, to be with you, is jump


sensational.
Title: Re: Victoria's Poetry Stop
Post by: pryzmsticv on May 15, 2016, 12:09:30 am
Thank you dear, I've been sitting on them for a bit.
 I'm back to portray, my visions to see in orbit.
Casting the words to stay thank you again dear😚💋
Title: Re: Victoria's Poetry Stop
Post by: pryzmsticv on May 15, 2016, 04:17:55 am
CRIMSON CHAINS

Essence ov the crimson near, hollows my heart to your fear.
Will you requisite my heart, resplendent ways for me to be.
With your soul do you part, set upon your extremities'.
As the flow to the arterial veins, your soul bound to me like chains.
Tenderly I hold on to, all those fragments of you.
My mind is destined to forget, but Ov your soul I cannot refrain.
Vespers ov time, cradles me with the crimson rhyme.
Wither the tender touch to your  skin, as it softens the beat..
Feeling you softly, as it slowly retreats.
Inhaling your soul, deep within.
I with the embrace ov you, takes control.
In the depth ov your heart, a new life to begin.
No longer, will loneliness detain.
As our beliefs are ov the veins, you my luv the crimson stains.
Sweet to the taste, and the touch.
My cravings ov you, will do me under.
The lust ov my hunger, hastens the rush.
Somberly I sit and wait, for you to taste upon the sweet.
To aculeate you to my life, expressing upon the feed.
Stimulating the hearts' beat, throbbing to fears strife.
Succulent to minds eye, you will intercede.
Feel the warmth to succeed, as you seer to meet life's retreat.
Welcoming you, my hearts' defeat.
My wreathing, depth ov wonder.
Splendoring, will be your thunder.



Title: Re: Victoria's Poetry Stop
Post by: Clay Death on May 15, 2016, 10:10:03 pm
K.C. Cox 



Walking In The Fog




Walking in the fog
 One of my favorite things
 Almost like catching glimpses
 Of a million angel wings
 A mystical, magical feeling
 Envelopes the senses and the heart
 Images of castles standing stately
 And Knights in armor do impart
 The howling calling of the beast
 That falls in unknown lair
 Imagined as in fairy tales
 But only if you dare
 The white steed crosses unseen streams
 The fog it tricks the eye
 The wonder of the veil of white
 Underneath a clear blue sky
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Post by: Clay Death on May 15, 2016, 10:10:57 pm
CRIMSON CHAINS

Essence ov the crimson near, hollows my heart to your fear.
Will you requisite my heart, resplendent ways for me to be.
With your soul do you part, set upon your extremities'.
As the flow to the arterial veins, your soul bound to me like chains.
Tenderly I hold on to, all those fragments of you.
My mind is destined to forget, but Ov your soul I cannot refrain.
Vespers ov time, cradles me with the crimson rhyme.
Wither the tender touch to your  skin, as it softens the beat..
Feeling you softly, as it slowly retreats.
Inhaling your soul, deep within.
I with the embrace ov you, takes control.
In the depth ov your heart, a new life to begin.
No longer, will loneliness detain.
As our beliefs are ov the veins, you my luv the crimson stains.
Sweet to the taste, and the touch.
My cravings ov you, will do me under.
The lust ov my hunger, hastens the rush.
Somberly I sit and wait, for you to taste upon the sweet.
To aculeate you to my life, expressing upon the feed.
Stimulating the hearts' beat, throbbing to fears strife.
Succulent to minds eye, you will intercede.
Feel the warmth to succeed, as you seer to meet life's retreat.
Welcoming you, my hearts' defeat.
My wreathing, depth ov wonder.
Splendoring, will be your thunder.


superb prose lady V.

fascinating.
Title: Re: Victoria's Poetry Stop
Post by: Clay Death on May 15, 2016, 10:22:38 pm
Lee James 
 


Sleeping Castle




As I walk along the hillside crest,
 the castle comes to view,
 A medieval stronghold,
 gathering the dew.

 I stand alone among the stone,
 Once built with steady hands,
 Now left in a state of desolation,
 Slowly eaten by the land.

 If stone could speak,
 in solemn words and signs,
 Echoing the imprints
 of past and distant times.

 Once a vibrant, lively place,
 the castle is no more,
 Weathered by the winds,
 and ravaged by war.

 The castle, died long ago,
 Leaving small trace of it's past.
 Endless nights turn to morning lights.
 Days and dusk, amassed.

 When the castle's gone, legend lives on,
 for every man has his story,
 of kings, beasts, folklore and outlaws
 Bathed in all their glory.

 If stone could speak,
 through the cracks it would leak,
 legends, and tales of men.
 Since put to rest, never stirred again.
Title: Re: Victoria's Poetry Stop
Post by: Clay Death on May 15, 2016, 10:42:25 pm
Fyodor Bingoffsky   



Madeline's Dream





She lies in dim shadows upon the bed,
 With wreathèd limbs, as every serpent's shine
 Enclothes its form, but for her chestnut head,
 Her eyes closed to the world. In little time,
 She sleeps, and dreams of horses high and fine
 Mounted by knights, their swords drawn to the sky:
 Fought tooth and claw for lady Madeline
 Rooted to a tree, while her breathless sighs
 play lute-strings to the bloodied hue and cry.

 They joust and fence, the blows strike to the bone
 Till one falls to his feet, and wretchèd,faints,
 The other lifts his helmet to the sun -
 Young Porphyro kneels to her silken train
 His hair all askew in the thund'ring rain,
 And says, "Wilt thou be mine, my Madeline?"
 Engirdles his arm round her waist, and strains
 Her to his heart, while their lips intertwine
 As flowers round their ankles weave and wind.

 From the closet-cavern he softly creeps:
 Her rich brown tresses on the pillows wave:
 Curl round her arms, like monsters from the deep;
 (Whilst from her quiv'ring throat sobs shake and heave)
 Like tails of creatures bred to deceive.
 Restless she stirs, the blanchèd sheets flung down
 Her rounded arms from silence wreck and rave
 A storm unleashed. With fevered, raging yawns,
 Her beauty unmask'd to St Agnes' moon.

 Like one enchanted by a lamia's charm
 Knowing full well his soul is fast enchained
 He gazes on her still unravish'd form
 And strums an ancient song, tear-drawn and quaint
Title: Re: Victoria's Poetry Stop
Post by: Clay Death on May 16, 2016, 12:15:52 am
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Title: Re: Victoria's Poetry Stop
Post by: pryzmsticv on May 17, 2016, 08:53:51 pm
Thank you my dear, for all the poems accrue here.
Beautiful as always, my caring dear.
Your perseverance, always carries like star.😚
Title: Re: Victoria's Poetry Stop
Post by: Divine Metamorphoses on May 17, 2016, 08:55:34 pm
Great to see you Back Lady Victoria

Awesome creations

Much Love and Light

~Divine
Title: Re: Victoria's Poetry Stop
Post by: pryzmsticv on May 17, 2016, 09:31:05 pm
 TRANSCENDING LUV

As a Ginger my dear, there are secrets ov me, that your not aware.
Things that you cannot see, but only feel within your being.
Where images are so simple, dark to fare.
Excitement fills the air,with feelings that you share.
Your mind shall see, the finesse ov my mental caress.
From visions I trans to you, to mentally feel and see.
Most people do not want to believe, but you will conceive.
I sit here and think, hypnotically.
Transcending, my feelings to you.
Guided by, a celestial point ov view.
Just like a fire, my body burns thru.
Delicate to your touch, I could end up in a crunch.
I'm your puppet, for a different crush.
Dancing to, that darker type of rush.
Repetitive are the dreams, in this that I feel.
In visions to me, are thoughts that are real.
With shadows ov my mind, visions do appear.
In our dreams, our luv premieres.
Sweet dreams, my dear.
In dreams, luv is to clear.
Transcending our time, what to see and feel.
In our dreams, precious are our lines.
With our fingertips we trace, each one of our desiring tastes.
Passions ov our luv aline.
Title: Re: Victoria's Poetry Stop
Post by: pryzmsticv on May 17, 2016, 09:53:23 pm
Thank you so much,Lady D. I miss being home as you can see. Plus I hate being down, with its not in my sign. Luv you 😚
Title: Re: Victoria's Poetry Stop
Post by: pryzmsticv on May 17, 2016, 10:45:15 pm
SERPENTS' STRIKE

Like a serpents tongue, striking out to feel the mist.
A slight aggression ov the hiss, casting feelings that are amiss.
Slithering to my time, coiled a striking abyss.
Death rattles progress, thru the hell ov emptiness.
Colonizing the twist, ov thoughts that go remiss.
Help the intensity, ov the one within the striking blow.
As the venom inflicts, the heart will seize to flow.
With each imprint, the luv doth grow.
Oh the beauty, ov the poisons glow.
Title: Re: Victoria's Poetry Stop
Post by: pryzmsticv on May 19, 2016, 02:40:44 am
TIME AFTER TIME

Could you luv me here, as I luved you there in another time.
Let me raise, your spirits high.
In the facets, ov my mind.
We were ment to embrace, our feelings are ov the blind.
Destiny's hold on, to our fates design.
Canvassing to Engrave, luvs savory taste to refine.
Fragments of you I have retraced, drifting thru time after time.
Sometimes I feel displaced, search for you.
Within my mind, capriciously I gain control, when I am lost in time.
Time after time my heart's askew, waiting for you

Title: Re: Victoria's Poetry Stop
Post by: pryzmsticv on May 19, 2016, 07:16:21 pm
ANGRY TEARS

Tears are my anger, that I cry.
Better then, not to fight.
Where does it get you, to tear someone apart.
Instead give them, a piece ov your heart.
The Visions that I see, are amends to be.
My life intercedes, with the provisions ov hate.
My heart, luvs to be the referee.
Trying to end the misery, ov the irate.
Again humanity, wishes to hesitate.
Visions ov the mind, cascaded from a different sign.
Beautiful enough to blind, the creatures ov mankind.
Strength premieres, and rears its head.
When the hateful, comes to tread.
Visions ov mine succeed,when the good comes instead.

Thru tears ov my anger, my visions will exceed.
Title: Re: Victoria's Poetry Stop
Post by: pryzmsticv on May 19, 2016, 08:21:14 pm
LUV LEFT BEHIND

I feel you there, watching over me.
Feelings I have for you, I will bare.
It helps me, growing strong and aware.
Missing you, I hope you still care.
This luv will never change, these visions are, what you know and see.
My life changed to be, when I thought it was you and me.
Before my eyes, visions replace in my mind.
If only it was easy to change the minds, ov people we leave behind.
Exultations ov the heart, can put different perceptions in the mind.
Reflected Ov life's start, is life's find.
Souls have their sign, stifling to be kind.
Reflections ov life, taking away all that lingering strife.
Working thru, an imprisoned mind.
Thinking dissipates, when correcting feelings ov the sign.
Memories are meant to be, ov visions felt and seen.
Luv is lost, but I know it is there.
Feelings from you, I know you care.
My heart is sincere, when I know you are near.
That's how I know your watching me dear.
With your heart and mind, my luv was not left behind.
Title: Re: Victoria's Poetry Stop
Post by: Clay Death on May 20, 2016, 12:39:18 am
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Title: Re: Victoria's Poetry Stop
Post by: Clay Death on May 20, 2016, 12:40:05 am
LUV LEFT BEHIND

I feel you there, watching over me.
Feelings I have for you, I will bare.
It helps me, growing strong and aware.
Missing you, I hope you still care.
This luv will never change, these visions are, what you know and see.
My life changed to be, when I thought it was you and me.
Before my eyes, visions replace in my mind.
If only it was easy to change the minds, ov people we leave behind.
Exultations ov the heart, can put different perceptions in the mind.
Reflected Ov life's start, is life's find.
Souls have their sign, stifling to be kind.
Reflections ov life, taking away all that lingering strife.
Working thru, an imprisoned mind.
Thinking dissipates, when correcting feelings ov the sign.
Memories are meant to be, ov visions felt and seen.
Luv is lost, but I know it is there.
Feelings from you, I know you care.
My heart is sincere, when I know you are near.
That's how I know your watching me dear.
With your heart and mind, my luv was not left behind.


magnificent prose lady Victoria.
Title: Re: Victoria's Poetry Stop
Post by: pryzmsticv on May 21, 2016, 03:40:44 am
Thank you dear. From my heart with luv & admiration, I respect your vision.😚💋💕
Title: Re: Victoria's Poetry Stop
Post by: Divine Metamorphoses on May 21, 2016, 04:17:40 am
Feeling the last poem Lady V
Deep and profound
Thank you for sharing
~Divine
Love and light
Title: Re: Victoria's Poetry Stop
Post by: Clay Death on May 21, 2016, 12:10:45 pm
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Title: Re: Victoria's Poetry Stop
Post by: pryzmsticv on May 21, 2016, 09:37:22 pm
Feeling the last poem Lady V
Deep and profound
Thank you for sharing
~Divine
Love and light
Thank you so much my dear, thru life we learn to persevere.😚
Title: Re: Victoria's Poetry Stop
Post by: pryzmsticv on May 21, 2016, 09:41:18 pm
Beautiful your work dear, looking forward to your 3D . Keep up the good work. We luv it here. Thank you my dear.😚💋
Title: Re: Victoria's Poetry Stop
Post by: pryzmsticv on May 28, 2016, 04:24:08 am
DARK DOMAIN

Life is gone, dismal today.
That is okay, dark is my place to play.
Tears I will not shed, nor will the reaper collect the dead.
Horrors ov my mind, always seems to be there instead.
The visions explicit and severe, comes life mirrored.
With the lessons learned, I persevere.
Darks here for a while, I could say.
Visions ov mine, are in exile.
Tolerance to the pain, has begun to be mundane.
True to the pain, are the souls that reign.
Life is deceiving, can't you see.
The horizons, are not for me.
My dark walks with me, with life we will both proceed.
Hell is me, enigmatically free.
Happiness is my pain, jacked away.
So as I stay, in my dark domain.
Happiness I'll refrain, being back as myself again.
Angelic person I may be, until pushed to far you see.
Dark steps in to defend, his house ov iniquity .
Horrors ov the mind, always seem to find the sane.
Visions disciplined and premièred, comes reflections in the mirror.
Lessons learned, I persevere.
Dark is my domain.
Title: Re: Victoria's Poetry Stop
Post by: guest256 on May 28, 2016, 04:37:08 am
I love your latest poem.
Title: Re: Victoria's Poetry Stop
Post by: pryzmsticv on May 28, 2016, 04:51:40 am
LUVS' CHASE

I wish you, the brightness ov the day.
Having everything, go your way.
Peaceful life would be, if you stayed to see.
Destiny sent you my way, passionately some day we will be.
Gazing out my window, wondering where and what my luv is doing.
Deep is my heart, you know.
Waiting for you to pursue, in my head it shows, its up to you.
Exultations ov this mind, can put different visions in the heart.
Luvs find, is reflected ov lifes part.
The souls sign, is ingenuous to different place in time.
Chasing me, I will be there to find.
Destiny is ours to see, please can we be, together for the rest ov history.
Title: Re: Victoria's Poetry Stop
Post by: guest256 on May 28, 2016, 07:03:40 am
That's a beautiful poem too.
Title: Re: Victoria's Poetry Stop
Post by: pryzmsticv on May 28, 2016, 04:06:46 pm
That's a beautiful poem too.
I love your latest poem.
Thank you my dear friend, isn't life so grand. Luv you 😚
Title: Re: Victoria's Poetry Stop
Post by: guest256 on May 28, 2016, 05:07:56 pm
You're welcome. I'm in the middle of writing a long poem about life considering scientific, sociological, psychological & common sense perspectives in rhyme. I love you as a friend too.
Title: Re: Victoria's Poetry Stop
Post by: pryzmsticv on May 29, 2016, 04:38:41 am
I am sure by the time you finish your poem. It will be deep in emotions. Luv you😚
You're welcome. I'm in the middle of writing a long poem about life considering scientific, sociological, psychological & common sense perspectives in rhyme. I love you as a friend too.
Title: Re: Victoria's Poetry Stop
Post by: pryzmsticv on May 29, 2016, 04:44:56 am
TIRED

So tired am I, just want to lay down cry.
Distant my mind, my feelings are at a stay.
In my mind, I runaway.
To a different time and place, that's how I rise again.
To life I must face, again the human race.
Title: Re: Victoria's Poetry Stop
Post by: guest256 on May 29, 2016, 06:45:41 am
I'm wanting it to be a more thought-provoking & educational poem. I love your latest poem.
Title: Re: Victoria's Poetry Stop
Post by: pryzmsticv on May 30, 2016, 11:11:55 pm
MI LORD

An angel you are, but not to fall.
Thoughts ov you, holds up Camelot's walls.
Painful in life you see, please do not repeat.
So tall you stand, again you will.
Take your command, to instill.
Images ov your work, will persevere when it can.
Missing you will complete, with the pain that you defeat.
Camelot will reign on, heralding you again strong.
Title: Re: Victoria's Poetry Stop
Post by: pryzmsticv on May 31, 2016, 03:06:19 am
LUVS' BREW

Visually I portray, our hearts at play.
I celebrate my luv for you, all because ov your soul.
Visions ov our memories too, commemorate our luvs' control.
Shadows ov my mind, visions do appear.
In our dreams, our luv premières'.
Sweet dreams, for you my dear.
In my dreams, our luv is so clear.
Let the rains follow us, cleansing our luv in purity.
Visions do we see, in things that are monetary.
Let us enjoy the free, drinking up our luvs sincerity.
Luvs' brew, will keep us living thru Infiniti.
So savory to be true, as I sip upon my luv with you.
So sweet and free, is our brew.
Memories forevermore, ov me and you.
Waiting in each life, for destiny's fate, to come true.
Again another time, for our luv to iterate.
Chosen ov luvs' brew.
Title: Re: Victoria's Poetry Stop
Post by: guest256 on May 31, 2016, 03:21:13 am
I love your latest poem.
Title: Re: Victoria's Poetry Stop
Post by: Divine Metamorphoses on June 01, 2016, 08:32:48 am
Greetings my Lady V
Beautiful as you create from the heart of varied topics
Emotions intense and strong
Lady V is passionate and love how we creatives get along

Thank you for gracing us with your wondrous works

Love and light😚

~Divine
Title: Re: Victoria's Poetry Stop
Post by: pryzmsticv on June 07, 2016, 03:10:45 am
Thank you so very much lady D, would have been back sooner been having problems posting photos from my phone. I do believe it is my memory card. So anew I shall get. Been having trouble collecting my poems that have in my notes too.
Luv you my dear friend.😚
Title: Re: Victoria's Poetry Stop
Post by: pryzmsticv on June 07, 2016, 03:16:33 am
HERALDING Ov THE HEART

Covet me upon my sleep, as loneliness wishes to defeat.
Hearts rampant from time to time, that then they doth creep.
Never ov souls that do hold, miseries ov deceit.
Minds will harvest what is true, alone never will they reap.
Heralding ov our destinies, that are true.
Those memories, that hold ov you.
If time had just begun, then god would beholding ov you.
This time of us, that we once knew.
Though Thru time and time again, destiny has cast our luv on thru.
Unto the future, thru celestial views.
Histories tales, are ov me and you.
Warriors' ov luv and true, carrying visions of the heart, thru death we did not part.
Title: Re: Victoria's Poetry Stop
Post by: guest256 on June 07, 2016, 03:48:07 am
I love your latest poem.
Title: Re: Victoria's Poetry Stop
Post by: pryzmsticv on June 07, 2016, 03:58:35 am
LONELINESS

The wind is blowing far and wide, distance it does find.
In the hearts that it hides, loneliness will coincide.
In the prisons ov the mind, peacefulness we do find.
Loneliness will compensate, for the heart that runs to hide.
Destiny bows her head, and leads me thru that dread.
Loneliness has learned to fly, using the compass ov minds' eye.
Sit and think, ov what it sees.
Scared to be, because ov minds' mysteries.
From the clouds it can see, luvs' failures to heed.
Mysteries ov the minds' eye, do we see.
Visions of luv, wants to intercede.
Loneliness also compensates, for the hearts' mistakes.
So with my luv, I forsake.
Title: Re: Victoria's Poetry Stop
Post by: pryzmsticv on June 07, 2016, 04:01:55 am
Thank you so very much lady ann, you are a true friend. Luv you
Sorry I have not been around, having problems with my phone. But I will get it straight.😚
Title: Re: Victoria's Poetry Stop
Post by: guest256 on June 07, 2016, 10:30:08 am
You're welcome, Lady Victoria. It's o.k. I understand. I hope you get it sorted soon. I love your latest poem.
Title: Re: Victoria's Poetry Stop
Post by: pryzmsticv on June 08, 2016, 09:06:01 pm
PROUD THE CROWN

I have my UPS and downs, but always end up with the crown.
Does my life, get turned upside down.
Maneuvered all around, never feeling sound.
Yes it does, but I always stand proud.
Everyday I reach to the stars, wondering who the hell you are.
With both feet, on the ground.
Luvly are the stars, hidden behind those clouds.
Hiding are your eyes, for me to see.
Momentarily, setting me free.
Tenderly I hold on too, all those fragments ov you.
My mind destined, not to forget.
As my luv, with my heart you have beget.
Bewildered for me to be free, the moonlight shines on the.
Thru the clouds, I hide from you.
Waiting for my night, to shine on thru.
Echo's my whispers ov luv, blows thru the clouds above.
Standing the crown so proud.
Title: Re: Victoria's Poetry Stop
Post by: Clay Death on June 08, 2016, 10:40:01 pm
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Title: Re: Victoria's Poetry Stop
Post by: pryzmsticv on June 09, 2016, 09:24:11 pm
Beautiful she is my dear, how you persevere.
Glad you do my dear, we don't want to loose you, far or near.
Recouping you will see, take time to receive.. Thank you my dear.😚💋💕
Title: Re: Victoria's Poetry Stop
Post by: pryzmsticv on June 09, 2016, 09:44:17 pm
VINES OV LUV

Loneliness comes the rhymes, fading in and out of my mind.
Indigenous to its times, the requiem will be luv unto the kind.
Prestigious visions to repeat, signified upon the sign.
Melodies ov luvs' conceit, fragmented into vines.
Growing with demure, are words ov their times.
Castors see into our minds, gazing upon our lines.
Dancing words to premiere, in the visions ov our rhymes.
With every word, carried dear, luv deeply sighs.
Growing are luvs' vines.
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Post by: pryzmsticv on June 09, 2016, 09:56:03 pm
SWEET DREAMS

She straightens her hair, puts on her eyes, then her lips.
Touching his face, with her fingertips.
Caressing his lips, between her teeth.
She slowly goes back, to her sleep.
For her the luv, she wishes to reap.
With her songs, that she sings.
Loneliness, it does not bring.
When she awakes, she then sees, this was all within her dream.
Ode to sweet dreams.
Title: Re: Victoria's Poetry Stop
Post by: pryzmsticv on June 09, 2016, 10:20:51 pm
BEAUTY'S VIEW

Oh how my eyes wander, the beauty ov the view.
Colorful and respite, feelings to seclude.
Memories I hold dear, sitting with my thoughts ov you.
Reflections mirrored too, ov times your heart was near.
Oceans of ripples, that luv commandeers.
Ripples thru the souls, than run in fear.
Within my mind, my heart holds you sincere.
Loneliness I do hear, trickling ov beauty's find.
Never do I fear, you my luv.
Always flowing thru, my soul and mind.
So the beauty ov the view, is wonderful to see.

Title: Re: Victoria's Poetry Stop
Post by: pryzmsticv on June 09, 2016, 11:15:13 pm
CAVERNS OV TIME

Don't know where, my life exists.
When loneliness, doth persist.
Traveling, the visions ov my mind.
The caverns, ov hidden times.
Loneliness that has drifted on thru, caressed my mind like a fool.
Without it there, where would I be.
Never congeal, but reverently.
Whispering melodies, hypnotically playing tunes.
Running silently thru my mind, echoing visions of a mystical afternoon.
This I do know, thru magic ov time.
My Luvs destiny will be true, to play that tune.
Luvs' music, is the soul of the mind.
Title: Re: Victoria's Poetry Stop
Post by: Clay Death on June 10, 2016, 10:20:26 am
Beautiful she is my dear, how you persevere.
Glad you do my dear, we don't want to loose you, far or near.
Recouping you will see, take time to receive.. Thank you my dear.😚💋💕


thanks lady V.


thank god I am alive. it could have been so much worse. my world was so close to an end.
Title: Re: Victoria's Poetry Stop
Post by: Clay Death on June 18, 2016, 10:43:09 pm
CAVERNS OV TIME

Don't know where, my life exists.
When loneliness, doth persist.
Traveling, the visions ov my mind.
The caverns, ov hidden times.
Loneliness that has drifted on thru, caressed my mind like a fool.
Without it there, where would I be.
Never congeal, but reverently.
Whispering melodies, hypnotically playing tunes.
Running silently thru my mind, echoing visions of a mystical afternoon.
This I do know, thru magic ov time.
My Luvs destiny will be true, to play that tune.
Luvs' music, is the soul of the mind.

splendid lady V.
Title: Re: Victoria's Poetry Stop
Post by: pryzmsticv on June 20, 2016, 08:26:57 pm
Thank you my dear in many ways, highly appreciated.😚
Title: Re: Victoria's Poetry Stop
Post by: pryzmsticv on June 20, 2016, 08:40:06 pm
GOODBYES

(This poem is dedicated to those that have to say goodbye in many ways.)

I said my goodbyes,at night I sit and cry.
I'm the one who said, I would walk away.
When you, no longer luved me that way.
All I want for you, is your happiness too.
You have yours, mine has gone mundane.
Life will again, knock at my door.
With the man, that I adore.
Luv again I will, someday explore.
Painfully life crescents, waiting for life's effervescence.
Humbly, I sit and think.
Mesmerized by, what runs thru my head.
Distant my heart, when juggling my time.
Huh, but I'm ok.
Just going thru, an array of feelings today.
My mind is floating around, as if never to be found.
With this my visions of you, are painfully true.
So with my goodbyes, and I start anew.
Title: Re: Victoria's Poetry Stop
Post by: guest256 on June 21, 2016, 01:02:48 am
That's a very good poem. Thank you very much for sharing.
Title: Re: Victoria's Poetry Stop
Post by: pryzmsticv on June 21, 2016, 11:42:35 pm
Thank you very much appreciated my dear friend. Luv you lady😚
That's a very good poem. Thank you very much for sharing.
Title: Re: Victoria's Poetry Stop
Post by: guest256 on June 22, 2016, 03:32:31 am
You're welcome.
Title: Re: Victoria's Poetry Stop
Post by: Divine Metamorphoses on June 22, 2016, 10:40:49 pm
GOODBYES

(This poem is dedicated to those that have to say goodbye in many ways.)

I said my goodbyes,at night I sit and cry.
I'm the one who said, I would walk away.
When you, no longer luved me that way.
All I want for you, is your happiness too.
You have yours, mine has gone mundane.
Life will again, knock at my door.
With the man, that I adore.
Luv again I will, someday explore.
Painfully life crescents, waiting for life's effervescence.
Humbly, I sit and think.
Mesmerized by, what runs thru my head.
Distant my heart, when juggling my time.
Huh, but I'm ok.
Just going thru, an array of feelings today.
My mind is floating around, as if never to be found.
With this my visions of you, are painfully true.
So with my goodbyes, and I start anew.


Good byes
Lovely
Title: Re: Victoria's Poetry Stop
Post by: pryzmsticv on June 23, 2016, 12:00:02 am
Thank you Lady D, I'm sure we all at one time or another had to walk away from someone we luved. I did so many times long ago, or someone walked away from me. Leaving  never knowing why. So we have to forgive and say goodbye. People say forget your past, but those are lessons we have learned to proceed anew. I have been anew along time with lessons learned to stay alive. Thank you again😚 my dear friend
Title: Re: Victoria's Poetry Stop
Post by: pryzmsticv on June 23, 2016, 12:12:55 am
CRIMSON PAIN

Breathing you within, will that be my immortal sin.
Sweetness of your taste, ironic to my pain.
Loneliness they say, ov this life we luve in vaine
Tis not true I must say, many we could restrain.
Taking ov the vein, luv comes our way.
Rattling ov chains, within my mind, to display.
Disengaging, what I'm looking to find.
Dark are the shadows, hidden to blind.
Faces that shine thru, mentally playing with the view.
Never disguised to hide, are the chains of the mind.
Souls that compel you, luvers that sigh.
Feelings that pull you in, to the darker side.
Visions that I conceal, twisted to my mind.
With the essence we glide thru our crimson tide.
In the shadows we hide, our luv to never die.
Title: Re: Victoria's Poetry Stop
Post by: pryzmsticv on June 23, 2016, 12:30:51 am
HISTORY OV LUV

My soul drifts thru many lives, with happiness and misery too.
Lessons ov those times, teachings that are true.
Visually I wait for you, time and time again.
Memories of the heart, channels me within.
Destiny ov our time, will never keep us apart.
As we travel the mist, ov history to start.
If only to go back in time, to where you were once mine.
Instead wandering thru all those lives, looking for you.
Tell me why, these feelings are so strong.
When they have traveled back, so far and long.
My destiny has been with you, our fate will follow us all along.
Our Luv is history's song.
Title: Re: Victoria's Poetry Stop
Post by: guest256 on June 23, 2016, 06:46:30 am
That's a very good poem. Thank you very much for sharing.
Title: Re: Victoria's Poetry Stop
Post by: Clay Death on June 23, 2016, 06:04:00 pm
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Title: Re: Victoria's Poetry Stop
Post by: pryzmsticv on June 23, 2016, 08:34:09 pm
DEEP LUV

Take me deep, within your heart.
Holding me tight, for we shall never part.
Deep are those strengths, ov our hearts.
The treasure starts, that Luvs me deep.
Let your soul be mine, to keep.
To all lengths, you I shall seek.
Those memories in my mind, that speaks.
With every breath, that you take.
Your are, the one and only for me.
I have broken bridges, to be with you.
Why can't you see, my heart you forsake.
With every breath, that I take.
My heart floats, with your finesse.
Let me take you, into my soul.
In my heart, we will loose control.
Memories we will create, together luv consoles.
Our luv we repress, no longer will there be an emptiness.
Our luv runs deep, with each time we kiss.
Title: Re: Victoria's Poetry Stop
Post by: pryzmsticv on June 23, 2016, 09:34:19 pm
WORDS OV LUV

How do I, put it into words.
Telling you, ov my high.
Every vision, that I see true.
Quickens the beats, that I have heard.
My heart responds, to my sighs.
Whenever I hear ov you, it flutters just like birds.
Luving is my cry, with deep feelings ov our bonds.
I think ov you, I become tongue tied.
Poems I rhyme, laying here at dawn.
Your are my sign, with visions that repeat.
With thoughts ov mine, my heart follows you.
Let me hold on, to your smile.
Then when your ready, to walk that mile.
I'll return it to you, within a while.
Knowing without prevail, luv will carry thru.
Oh what a smile, I'll see on you.
All because, our luv is so true.
Your luv ov poems, I write for you.




Title: Re: Victoria's Poetry Stop
Post by: Divine Metamorphoses on June 24, 2016, 02:24:43 am
Love expressed and heartfelt

Thank you Lady V😚
Title: Re: Victoria's Poetry Stop
Post by: Clay Death on June 24, 2016, 10:59:01 pm
DEEP LUV

Take me deep, within your heart.
Holding me tight, for we shall never part.
Deep are those strengths, ov our hearts.
The treasure starts, that Luvs me deep.
Let your soul be mine, to keep.
To all lengths, you I shall seek.
Those memories in my mind, that speaks.
With every breath, that you take.
Your are, the one and only for me.
I have broken bridges, to be with you.
Why can't you see, my heart you forsake.
With every breath, that I take.
My heart floats, with your finesse.
Let me take you, into my soul.
In my heart, we will loose control.
Memories we will create, together luv consoles.
Our luv we repress, no longer will there be an emptiness.
Our luv runs deep, with each time we kiss.


wonderful, magical prose lady V.
Title: Re: Victoria's Poetry Stop
Post by: pryzmsticv on June 25, 2016, 12:10:37 am
Thank you my dear, luv always in poems do persevere.
Magical and mystical, thru out our time.
Words cast in rhyme, will exist and last forever more. 😚
Title: Re: Victoria's Poetry Stop
Post by: pryzmsticv on June 25, 2016, 12:12:51 am
Thank you Lady D, your admiration of my work. Is mirrored in my mind. Thank you dear friend😚
Title: Re: Victoria's Poetry Stop
Post by: Divine Metamorphoses on June 25, 2016, 01:50:25 am
You're very welcome Lady V
As I'm curtseying

I love the imagery of the looking glass
Interacting with such class

To produce & procure from the heart

Much love & light

~Divine😚
Title: Re: Victoria's Poetry Stop
Post by: pryzmsticv on June 25, 2016, 02:59:17 am
MANIPULATION OV THE MIND
(For those that are manipulated into following, by intimidation ov their brain)

Thru time and difference, I have seen myself.
Looking in the mirror, upon the shelf.
Are you reflecting, upon yourself.
Is it someone else, haunting your soul.
Taking control, not being yourself.
Let me reflect upon you, the things that we say and do.
Makes a difference, in who we become.
Traumatically, life can change.
When your feelings, have disengaged.
Distance is the range, where your life, can always be traced.
You are always going to be, in the heart and mind, ov the good you see.
Manipulation of your mind, is not you in control.
Be a leader, and hold on to your soul.
Title: Re: Victoria's Poetry Stop
Post by: guest256 on June 25, 2016, 03:21:11 am
I love your last poem.
Title: Re: Victoria's Poetry Stop
Post by: pryzmsticv on June 25, 2016, 10:16:29 pm
LUV TRAVELS WITH TIME

I once lived in a time, where life was so sublime.
Resplendently, it was mine, diversity of all kinds.
Mystics ov the mind, witches spells to be discrete.
As I take to the street, is it my heartbeat that I hear.
Chasing me and you, holding on to its every whim.
Haunted my time, spells ov luv for its hymns.
My luv travels with you, back to the time of the skills.
When hearts would not lie, but show what it feels.
Life was full ov thrills, creating the sighs.
If time could cast that spell, bringing us together back to the well.
Spells ov music curtails, the dancing ov mysteries.
Lonely hearts compel, in my mind doth hear.
The music ov our souls, history will it play.
If only time, could truly fly.
There would be whispers, thru my mind.
Echoes so sublime, carrying our hearts and lifes thru time.
Title: Re: Victoria's Poetry Stop
Post by: pryzmsticv on June 25, 2016, 10:18:36 pm
Thank you my friend, lessons are always at hand.
I love your last poem.
Title: Re: Victoria's Poetry Stop
Post by: guest256 on June 26, 2016, 12:22:48 am
You're welcome. I know. I am not being manipulated by anyone, though. I just love the elegance of rhyme.
Title: Re: Victoria's Poetry Stop
Post by: Clay Death on June 28, 2016, 02:33:35 pm
LUV TRAVELS WITH TIME

I once lived in a time, where life was so sublime.
Resplendently, it was mine, diversity of all kinds.
Mystics ov the mind, witches spells to be discrete.
As I take to the street, is it my heartbeat that I hear.
Chasing me and you, holding on to its every whim.
Haunted my time, spells ov luv for its hymns.
My luv travels with you, back to the time of the skills.
When hearts would not lie, but show what it feels.
Life was full ov thrills, creating the sighs.
If time could cast that spell, bringing us together back to the well.
Spells ov music curtails, the dancing ov mysteries.
Lonely hearts compel, in my mind doth hear.
The music ov our souls, history will it play.
If only time, could truly fly.
There would be whispers, thru my mind.
Echoes so sublime, carrying our hearts and lifes thru time.


wonderful prose lady V.
Title: Re: Victoria's Poetry Stop
Post by: pryzmsticv on July 01, 2016, 12:01:51 am
Thank you lady ann, I wouldn't think you would, being that you were once bullied yourself.😚
You're welcome. I know. I am not being manipulated by anyone, though. I just love the elegance of rhyme.
Title: Re: Victoria's Poetry Stop
Post by: pryzmsticv on July 01, 2016, 12:09:42 am
Thank you My Dear.
 I try to persevere, with the feelings that inspire.
Ov Luvs desires.
Holding on to thoughts, that are dear.
In my heart, their held so near.
😚💋
Title: Re: Victoria's Poetry Stop
Post by: pryzmsticv on July 01, 2016, 12:25:58 am
GLASS OV TIME

Looking thru, the glass ov time.
Never knowing, what I will find.
Wondering, what is out there.
Hoping for things, I will never fear.
Life goes thru, it's circumstances.
When we go thru, life's lesson ov dances.
We must take, oh so many chances.
To live a life, of beautiful romances.
With all that we learn, life has had it's enhances.
Beautiful our romance, as we dance thru the glass ov time.

Title: Re: Victoria's Poetry Stop
Post by: pryzmsticv on July 01, 2016, 12:46:04 am
TREAD LIGHTLY

Fine and fortitude is my game,I'll haunt you, after I am dead.
Terrorizing I do not believe, but with me you will not deceive.
Manipulation ov the mind, with me you will not find.
Monsters created by you, well look out I can be one too.
Who are there ov you, to crash my world.
Commanding too, upon whom to tread.
Miseries', ov those I dread.
Strength premieres, and rears it's head.
When the heartless, comes to tread.
Visions of good, come instead.
Be understood, don't be haunted.
Title: Re: Victoria's Poetry Stop
Post by: pryzmsticv on July 01, 2016, 02:52:19 am
SHADOWS OV THE NIGHT

I drift thru, shadows of the night.
Beckoned by, the teasing ov the moonlight.
People are unaware, ov the voices that cry.
Misty figures in despair, gravitate to my delight.
Walking in the mist, in the loneliness they will die.
Chasing the essence, ov my crimson bite.
Whispers ov their fear, but as a luving sigh.
My heart beats, at their luvly sight.
As their presence, comes to appear.
Souls are not disgraced, they take me as a fool.
The feelings I embrace, is that ov being controlled.
Defaced is not the soul, but the reaper who wants to console.
Echoes of the mind, reminds me ov that sin.
As a new life, it had all began.
Crimson tears, will always be, joyously my luving friend.


Title: Re: Victoria's Poetry Stop
Post by: guest256 on July 01, 2016, 04:18:05 am
I love your latest poem.
Title: Re: Victoria's Poetry Stop
Post by: Divine Metamorphoses on July 02, 2016, 03:40:19 pm
Wonderful works of your heart
Lady V!
Title: Re: Victoria's Poetry Stop
Post by: pryzmsticv on July 03, 2016, 01:50:31 am
Thank you lady ann, I shall continue on😚
I love your latest poem.
Title: Re: Victoria's Poetry Stop
Post by: pryzmsticv on July 03, 2016, 01:56:10 am
Thank you lady D, everything from my heart commands, with the beauty of my poems😚
Wonderful works of your heart
Lady V!
Title: Re: Victoria's Poetry Stop
Post by: pryzmsticv on July 03, 2016, 02:09:23 am
BLOWING WILLOWS

My heart is but a willow, blowing in the wind.
The softness of my pillow, laying my head within.
Dreams that caress, never my heart will it sin.
Breezes and billows, the drifting begins.
The wind blows, thru my mind.
Looking for, Luvs finesse.
Tears that I cry, flowing to distant sighs.
Visually hopes to find, the heart that flows.
With the willows, ov the heart that knows.
Billowing breezes, doth blow.
Title: Re: Victoria's Poetry Stop
Post by: guest256 on July 03, 2016, 02:21:42 am
You're welcome, Lady Victoria. I'm glad you will. I like your last poem too.
Title: Re: Victoria's Poetry Stop
Post by: pryzmsticv on July 03, 2016, 02:33:33 am
FRIENDS

You are my past, it is hard for me to say.
I've moved on at last, I've been on my way.
To be alone, It will never be.
I have you, in all my memories.
Friends thru, I hope forever more.
My dear, you I will always adore.
You are only my friend, when it comes to future doors.
Title: Re: Victoria's Poetry Stop
Post by: pryzmsticv on July 03, 2016, 02:56:30 am
BRILLIANTLY

If the light could shine so brilliantly, thru the life of dignity.
Many a beauty, could carry strong.
No more, would there be wrong.
Channeling thru to explore, life plays your beautiful song.
Golden the night, reflections of luv.
Distant the waves, rolling into light.
Charismatic the rolls, in the green might.
Visions disappear, in the ripples that are near.
Whispers that follow me around.
In the beauty, ov the echoes that surrounds.
I'm a visualizer, thru out my time.
Nothing passes this mind, brilliant the light.

Title: Re: Victoria's Poetry Stop
Post by: pryzmsticv on July 03, 2016, 03:07:15 am
LESSONS

Loneliness compensates, for the souls that escape.
All hell can break loose, for luv that has it's  blues.
Many a time, we want these things, swept away.
To kill all of the pain, we wish that we could choose.
It would, make you insane.
If you don't walk away, from those blues.
Everything, is worth it all.
With lessons, you don't want to loose.
To once luv again, to tear down those walls.
How wonderful it is, when luv again calls.
Title: Re: Victoria's Poetry Stop
Post by: guest256 on July 03, 2016, 03:24:45 am
I love this 1 too.
Title: Re: Victoria's Poetry Stop
Post by: pryzmsticv on July 03, 2016, 09:19:42 pm
Thank you very much lady ann😚
I love this 1 too.
Title: Re: Victoria's Poetry Stop
Post by: pryzmsticv on July 03, 2016, 09:29:14 pm
TREMBLING HEARTS

My heart trembles thru, with the thoughts ov your kisses.
I deeply fell in luv with you, my intuition never misses.
I knew from the beginning,  my heart belongs that is true.
Harbored within my thoughts, in luving you.
Rolling thru the shadows, ov the distant waves.
Scarce the sounds, ov the moonlight.
Visual a beautiful haze, as the water blows.
Silently I sit at night, with the closing ov my eyes.
Whispers in the sky, hiding within the moonlight.
Life does not repel, that ov which mother nature spells.
Along the distance, there will be no trail.
With us trembling, our hearts will sail.
Title: Re: Victoria's Poetry Stop
Post by: Clay Death on July 03, 2016, 10:35:07 pm
SHADOWS OV THE NIGHT

I drift thru, shadows of the night.
Beckoned by, the teasing ov the moonlight.
People are unaware, ov the voices that cry.
Misty figures in despair, gravitate to my delight.
Walking in the mist, in the loneliness they will die.
Chasing the essence, ov my crimson bite.
Whispers ov their fear, but as a luving sigh.
My heart beats, at their luvly sight.
As their presence, comes to appear.
Souls are not disgraced, they take me as a fool.
The feelings I embrace, is that ov being controlled.
Defaced is not the soul, but the reaper who wants to console.
Echoes of the mind, reminds me ov that sin.
As a new life, it had all began.
Crimson tears, will always be, joyously my luving friend.


wonderful prose lady V.
Title: Re: Victoria's Poetry Stop
Post by: Clay Death on July 03, 2016, 10:35:30 pm
TREMBLING HEARTS

My heart trembles thru, with the thoughts ov your kisses.
I deeply fell in luv with you, my intuition never misses.
I knew from the beginning,  my heart belongs that is true.
Harbored within my thoughts, in luving you.
Rolling thru the shadows, ov the distant waves.
Scarce the sounds, ov the moonlight.
Visual a beautiful haze, as the water blows.
Silently I sit at night, with the closing ov my eyes.
Whispers in the sky, hiding within the moonlight.
Life does not repel, that ov which mother nature spells.
Along the distance, there will be no trail.
With us trembling, our hearts will sail.

sensational.
Title: Re: Victoria's Poetry Stop
Post by: guest256 on July 04, 2016, 01:48:02 am
You're welcome, Lady Victoria. I love your last poem too.
Title: Re: Victoria's Poetry Stop
Post by: pryzmsticv on July 04, 2016, 07:11:08 pm
SOULS FATE

My heart holds on deep, it is true.
Cause my soul, knows it is you.
Hindrances, will come our way.
Don't look to show, that it could be their day.
Moments ov our lives persist, never without it's keep.
Oh my luv, my heart doth insist.
Every time I feel it's beat, luv doth not slow.
Nor does I retreat, in my soul to leap.
How mundane, it my life would be.
If you were not, there with me.
Quickens my luv for you, I wish to please.
Cast away to exceed, with feelings to explore.
My hearts with you, forever more.
Title: Re: Victoria's Poetry Stop
Post by: pryzmsticv on July 04, 2016, 09:23:24 pm
A SOULS' TEARS

My life has drifted, far and wide.
So many times, my soul has cried.
Traveling thru, many ov the tides.
Whispers declared, destiny will abide.
With your heart, deep inside.
Thru time you will, always be by my side.
So please hold on to me, for our eternity.
Mesmerized, by what we shall find.
Traveling thru, our distant time.
As I sit and ponder, ov those years of yonder.
Mesmerized, by our time ov somber.
Memories that have passed on thru, visions of the mind.
The days that we have found, travel far and long.
Thru life's signs, we will sing our songs.
Be them sad, or be them strong.
Beauty and happiness, for us forever long.
Title: Re: Victoria's Poetry Stop
Post by: guest256 on July 05, 2016, 03:34:50 am
I love your latest poems.
Title: Re: Victoria's Poetry Stop
Post by: pryzmsticv on July 05, 2016, 07:39:38 pm
HEART OV GOLD

I've a heart ov gold, ov this I've always been told.
Never the less, I'll always treat people with kindness.
Luving ten-fold, minds with sweetness.
Let your hearts connect, a hundred smiles.
With the beauty, ov saying hello.
Reflect upon yourself, ov what you say and do.
Are your choices, becoming ov you.
Mirrored in my mind, that kindness I like to find.
I am becoming, mindless to the time.
Thru life we all will wander, in hell we will pay.
Depending on how, we all judge and act today.
Don't plan on me that way, I control my soul.
I have this heart ov gold, to no one can it ever be sold.



Title: Re: Victoria's Poetry Stop
Post by: Clay Death on July 05, 2016, 10:12:26 pm
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Title: Re: Victoria's Poetry Stop
Post by: pryzmsticv on July 06, 2016, 04:43:30 am
Beautiful my dear, as wolves our souls will persevere. Thank you for sharing 😚
Title: Re: Victoria's Poetry Stop
Post by: pryzmsticv on July 06, 2016, 04:55:31 am
HEART AND SOUL

How I wish I had, your heart and soul.
Will we ever, be in that role.
How my heart, ascends to you.
Wishing your hand, would be in my hand too.
How could I live, without you.
I guess, the way destiny controls.
Solemnly, my heart beats on.
Waiting for you my luv, to come along.
This loneliness prolongs, these feeling mi amore.
You do have the beautiful soul, that I do adore.
So our souls, hum along.
With the visions, that are luv will grow strong.
You are my soul, my luv, my belong.
Title: Re: Victoria's Poetry Stop
Post by: guest256 on July 06, 2016, 06:02:04 am
I love your latest poem.
Title: Re: Victoria's Poetry Stop
Post by: pryzmsticv on July 06, 2016, 07:46:04 pm
Thank you, my dear friend. Luv you lady ann.😚
Title: Re: Victoria's Poetry Stop
Post by: pryzmsticv on July 06, 2016, 07:50:44 pm
HEARTS OV TIME

Wrap me within, the warmth of your heart.
Luving me into another realm, ner to ever part.
Encompassing each other, thru our slow starts.
To caress the emptiness, will be to impart.
Instead to instill, into the depths ov our hearts.
Embracing you within my soul, being in luv is so surreal.
With the warmth of you, that I feel.
The time will not surpass, the chance for us to have that romance.
So many things, caress my mind.
Like kissing me, from behind.
Aligned along, with the curvatures ov my spine.
The warmth of our luv, protects us thru out time.
Title: Re: Victoria's Poetry Stop
Post by: Divine Metamorphoses on July 06, 2016, 09:01:02 pm
Great pieces Lady V
Feeling your heart pour
Much

Love & Light


~Divine
Title: Re: Victoria's Poetry Stop
Post by: pryzmsticv on July 07, 2016, 02:25:38 am
Thank You Lady D,my heart pours ov feelings all the time.
Be it from the present or the past, in my heart they always last.
Only time will tell, if my heart will excel.
Wouldn't it be so nice, if we could compel.
You would then wonder, is you they fell in luv with,
Or the spell, you put them under.😚

Title: Re: Victoria's Poetry Stop
Post by: guest256 on July 07, 2016, 04:54:58 am
You're welcome, Lady Victoria. I love your last poem too.
Title: Re: Victoria's Poetry Stop
Post by: pryzmsticv on July 07, 2016, 08:24:54 pm
Thank you my friend
You're welcome, Lady Victoria. I love your last poem too.
😚
Title: Re: Victoria's Poetry Stop
Post by: pryzmsticv on July 07, 2016, 08:39:50 pm
FROZEN PAIN

Has my heart froze up, still in every way.
Am I alive, broken here to stay.
Beats I don't hear, is it my mind at play.
Visions I have seen, they've gone astray.
What is wrong, this not like my day.
Voices not to hear, life's gone away.
Is it in the pain, ov the hurt that is clear.
I sit and contemplate, destinies' tenacious ways.
Visions of my fate, approaches' without fear.
I wish that time, could pass me by.
Leaving me alone, without a tear to cry.
How easy it would be, to then just say goodbye.
Frozen my reign, I persevere.
I'm in a new place this day, I am me.
No longer in pain, frozen and free.
Title: Re: Victoria's Poetry Stop
Post by: pryzmsticv on July 07, 2016, 09:03:00 pm
CRIMSON TEARS FALL

As a fallen angel, I wish my tears could fall.
Instead it's souls I take, that's the cause of it all.
Lonely the blessing, my tears I want to cry.
Drifting thru, the darkness ov the night.
Shadows that disappear, causes the fright.
Coming to you, oh.. What such delight.
My hunger perseveres, craving you with excite.
This I don't want to do, taking ov your life.
I am fighter, but tire to the pain.
Don't want to fight, no more against the grain.
Please embrace the dark with me, to rise again.
As a fighter, I'll luv you from within.
Let my luv for you, be your awakening sin.
I see the pain, within my soul.
Burning wildly, out ov control.
Just like fire, my heart burns hotter.
Is it the hunger, for the one desired.
Could it be, the ashes of one luv expired.
Essence of the crimson fear, hollows your heart to my fire.
Crimson tears, fall ov desire.
Title: Re: Victoria's Poetry Stop
Post by: guest256 on July 08, 2016, 02:12:07 am
You're welcome. I love your latest poems too.
Title: Re: Victoria's Poetry Stop
Post by: pryzmsticv on July 08, 2016, 10:34:00 pm
SAVAGED MINDS
(In perspective ov today's times.)

In time we pacify our fears, running away in tears.
Though savages ov the mind,always catches up with us in time.
We descend, further down into our soul.
Hoping to, take control.
Loneliness captivates, the thoughts to console.
Sometimes we transform, a dignified platform ov the brain.
Down and saddened, by the insane.
Savage becomes, the depraved.
What is sad to see, how normal they look to be.
I've been going thru this thing, my mind has been distancing.
Sadness is what I see, all because of this savagery.
Title: Re: Victoria's Poetry Stop
Post by: Clay Death on July 08, 2016, 10:57:35 pm
HEART AND SOUL

How I wish I had, your heart and soul.
Will we ever, be in that role.
How my heart, ascends to you.
Wishing your hand, would be in my hand too.
How could I live, without you.
I guess, the way destiny controls.
Solemnly, my heart beats on.
Waiting for you my luv, to come along.
This loneliness prolongs, these feeling mi amore.
You do have the beautiful soul, that I do adore.
So our souls, hum along.
With the visions, that are luv will grow strong.
You are my soul, my luv, my belong.


magnificent prose lady V.
Title: Re: Victoria's Poetry Stop
Post by: pryzmsticv on July 08, 2016, 11:58:03 pm
Thank you my dear. 😚
With many a poem, I speak sincere.
With luv I roam, to persevere, here at home.

Title: Re: Victoria's Poetry Stop
Post by: pryzmsticv on July 09, 2016, 12:28:31 am
SEASONED THE LUV

Carry my heart softly, without intent to break.
Feelings are mine, for you to intake
Compassion speaks loudly, with the luv we make.
Luv seasoned sweetly, with passions we intake.
Slowly I lay my hands, upon your face.
Withe the softness, my fingers retrace.
Soft you are, for me to explore.
Oh my dear to me, you mean so much more.
Your mind, is ov a beautiful design.
Your heart so tender, luving me so fine.
My soul, will always flatter you.
Because my Luv for you, is oh so true.
Our minds render their fear, but true hearts will persevere.
If time could manage me, oh what a wonderful life we would see.



S
Title: Re: Victoria's Poetry Stop
Post by: guest256 on July 09, 2016, 03:31:30 am
I love your latest poems.
Title: Re: Victoria's Poetry Stop
Post by: Clay Death on July 09, 2016, 10:14:23 pm
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Title: Re: Victoria's Poetry Stop
Post by: pryzmsticv on July 09, 2016, 10:44:57 pm
Beautifully done my dear. Your artistic ways, advance more and more with every post. Wondrous the array.
Thank you dear 😚💋
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Title: Re: Victoria's Poetry Stop
Post by: Clay Death on July 09, 2016, 10:56:08 pm
Beautifully done my dear. Your artistic ways, advance more and more with every post. Wondrous the array.
Thank you dear 😚💋
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you are most welcome lady V.


glad you are enjoying the images of Camelot.




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Title: Re: Victoria's Poetry Stop
Post by: pryzmsticv on July 10, 2016, 12:53:42 pm
Always and thank you dear😚
Title: Re: Victoria's Poetry Stop
Post by: pryzmsticv on July 10, 2016, 01:05:20 pm
SUICIDE

Thru the mists of death, you will cry.
When you take your last breath to die.
Loneliness, takes a last sigh.
When looking, in the reaper's eye.
There you must remain, no coming back in time.
So please rethink again, there is beauty in life.
Luv yourself from within, do not stress the strife.
To many, have spoke this cry.
No more,  should they die.
Title: Re: Victoria's Poetry Stop
Post by: pryzmsticv on July 10, 2016, 01:52:03 pm
INVISIBLE

Invisible I will be, thru out eternity.
Your luv for me, was deceiving you see.
Nothing new for me, walls I will not complete.
Don't believe in deceit, from you there was conceit.
I still wait for destiny's mate, for me he's. My fate.
In my past god forsakes, My knight in Shining Armor I will take.
Title: Re: Victoria's Poetry Stop
Post by: pryzmsticv on July 10, 2016, 02:58:50 pm
LUVS DREAD

Laying here within the dark, Closing ov my eyes do not.
Thoughts are running, thru my mind.
Wondering, what I  did wrong.
Loneliness does not expel,  those feelings that I hold still.
Hate would be nice to do, instead of luving you.
Even though you are my past, memories always last.
Loneliness will compensate, for the heart that runs away.
Destiny bows her head, and leads me thru that dread.
Title: Re: Victoria's Poetry Stop
Post by: pryzmsticv on July 10, 2016, 03:16:11 pm
TIME WILL TELL

My life seems, lonely and blue.
All because, I saw a photo of you.
My heart lingers, for all those feelings I had for you.
Painfully my tears fell, now they no longer do.
All because, I met someone new.
Life will prevail, in spite the feelings for you.
With no avail, without you I will excel.
Memories of luv, stories do tell.
My life was devoted to you, along with my heart too.
I'm ok, I did walk away.
Letting you be happy, with out me.
Time will tell, who gets me under their spell.
Title: Re: Victoria's Poetry Stop
Post by: guest256 on July 10, 2016, 04:20:05 pm
I love your latest poem.
Title: Re: Victoria's Poetry Stop
Post by: pryzmsticv on July 10, 2016, 05:47:00 pm
PORTALS OV LUV

Trying to tell, about the pain I feel.
Walking each night, thru hell.
Though insane, its been thru different light.
My heart has problems, with respite.
Cravings are my severe, my visions becoming mirrored.
Night after night, it begins again.
Many mortals, see it as s sin.
Luv can be so true, thru the portals, with you.
That the dark, controls too.
Let me float, thru out the sky.
With luving visions, of you in my mind.
Lonely I will be, with the deadly kiss ov mine.
With the whispers, ov your kind.
Resplendent, you are to me.
You my dark mystery, devine I covet thee.
Loneliness creeps on in, when dreaming of you my crimson sin.
,


Title: Re: Victoria's Poetry Stop
Post by: guest256 on July 10, 2016, 06:07:10 pm
We all have times like that when our minds are going off at 100 m.p.h. & we have that many thoughts & feelings rushing around & sometimes we have all different conflicting opinions going round at once & we can find it very hard to make sense of them all at once. It does help if we can write some of those thoughts, feelings & opinions down or slow our minds down so we can focus on 1 or 2 of them at once instead of the whole lot of them.
Title: Re: Victoria's Poetry Stop
Post by: pryzmsticv on July 10, 2016, 06:18:29 pm
Thank you my dear, I luv the way that you persevere. Keep up the good work.
We all have times like that when our minds are going off at 100 m.p.h. & we have that many thoughts & feelings rushing around & sometimes we have all different conflicting opinions going round at once & we can find it very hard to make sense of them all at once. It does help if we can write some of those thoughts, feelings & opinions down or slow our minds down so we can focus on 1 or 2 of them at once instead of the whole lot of them.
Title: Re: Victoria's Poetry Stop
Post by: guest256 on July 11, 2016, 06:10:11 am
You're welcome. Thank you very much.
Title: Re: Victoria's Poetry Stop
Post by: pryzmsticv on July 11, 2016, 07:35:47 pm
LIFE'S POETRY

Let me turn the pages, ov my life.
Telling ov my poetry, to be precise.
Many a night, sitting in the candle glow.
Hoping for my words, to start to flow.
As the words, appear upon the pages.
My life you see, is in many stages.
A life it is to me, a biography it's not.
All ov my feelings heard, in this poetry spot.
Dreaming ov things, lives I have never forgot.
Fearless my words, are coming true.
Romantic and erotic too,  lives that I have lost.
Visions of luv, that I have traveled thru.
Imprinted to the pages, as if they we're meant too.
Writing ov luv and life,  forever my craving.
In my heart, I believe in it's saving.
A castor ov words, it's in Luvs engraving.
Upon the lips of time, writings of my life.
Title: Re: Victoria's Poetry Stop
Post by: pryzmsticv on July 11, 2016, 11:23:33 pm
CLOSE YOUR EYES

Close your eyes, let me dive into your soul
You loosing, complete control.
Celestial skys, sent me to your bed.
For I may wrestle, within your head.
Taunting your mind, thru a different sign.
Hold on for the ride, in the distance, your heart I shall find.
Making luv, in a haunting way.
With me, you will want to stay.
Feeling me from afar, in your mind I will go far.
Caressing the mind, with the finesse ov a different time.
In your dreams, you are the star.
My mind, is traveling far and dear.
Oh my god, I wish you were near.
All I do, is think ov you.
My heart grows fonder, as I Persevere.
Close your eyes,  in your dreams I'll be there.
Title: Re: Victoria's Poetry Stop
Post by: guest256 on July 12, 2016, 05:17:00 am
I love your latest poems.
Title: Re: Victoria's Poetry Stop
Post by: Clay Death on July 12, 2016, 11:39:12 am
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Title: Re: Victoria's Poetry Stop
Post by: pryzmsticv on July 12, 2016, 11:58:20 pm
Roses ov a crimson color, makes hearts want to flutter.
Camelot's supreme, ov roses seen.
Brings you into, a medieval time.
Where luv is so sublime, where we luv each others minds.
We are a family, ov a different kind.
Thank you dear, with the roses, my heart premiers.
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😚💋
Title: Re: Victoria's Poetry Stop
Post by: pryzmsticv on July 13, 2016, 03:40:48 am
MISERABLE RESTRAINTS

My mind distances itself, away from me.
To avoid, the pain I see.
When taking, control of my life.
It relieves me, ov my strife.
Though tame and mundane, visually I feel the hurt and pain.
Not always does my mind refrain, the miserable restraints.
Thru life, the heaviness ov the chains.
Prepares me for, insanity that seeps into the brain.
To feel the pain, you know that you are alive.
Hurt we do not like, where would we be.
Never feeling, emotionless our life would see.

Title: Re: Victoria's Poetry Stop
Post by: pryzmsticv on July 13, 2016, 04:01:31 am
POETRY COMES TO LIGHT

How I luv the thunder, coming my way.
Smelling, ov the soft burn.
The lighting, in the array.
I luv it when it rains, hitting upon the panes.
I need, the window ov the night.
Shining on me, oh so bright.
So my poetry, will come to light.
With dark clouds, over my head.
Rain falls, as if to dread.
To me, wonderful instead.
Like a beautiful prose, that I have read.
Tears ov the proud, to souls being fed.
Dark clouds ov change, visual life's thread.
Darkest the souls, visions in my head.
Reapers mold, never to be bled.
Walking to hold, shadows of the night.
Guided by the beams, ov the moonlight.
Thoughts ov romance, begins their show.
With my prose, coming to light, thru the dark I tread.
Title: Re: Victoria's Poetry Stop
Post by: guest256 on July 13, 2016, 04:16:59 am
I love your latest poems.
Title: Re: Victoria's Poetry Stop
Post by: pryzmsticv on July 13, 2016, 04:26:48 am
DESTINY'S DESIGN

Don't know what to do, my heart says to get over you.
My mind says, to hold on in memories true.
Better for me, to walk away.
Then for you to pretend, your my song.
I will move on, as I was destined to.
I am me, I am forever strong.
Visions of new, I see for me.
I found, a new eternity.
Title: Re: Victoria's Poetry Stop
Post by: guest256 on July 13, 2016, 04:29:47 am
That's a very good poem too.
Title: Re: Victoria's Poetry Stop
Post by: RedDahlia on July 13, 2016, 10:49:43 am
Lady V, what beauty you show with the wonder of words that you put forth. Love and dark beauty you reflect. Thank you for posting.
Title: Re: Victoria's Poetry Stop
Post by: pryzmsticv on July 13, 2016, 08:14:26 pm
Thank you my dear friend.
Visions in my mind, always comprehend.
The beating of the hearts, and their stand.
Congenial, my heart and mind will be.
Casting words, continuously.😚
Lady V, what beauty you show with the wonder of words that you put forth. Love and dark beauty you reflect. Thank you for posting.

To you my dear friend, thank you again. My appreciation stands.😚
That's a very good poem too.
Title: Re: Victoria's Poetry Stop
Post by: pryzmsticv on July 13, 2016, 08:19:02 pm
SKINWALKER

Let me get under your skin, taking you from within.
Imprinting could be my sin, chasing inside your mind.
Mesmerizing I will begin, with each fragment of your design.
Inch by inch the I stroll, nor ov you I get to know.
Capricious  ov this I could be, resplendent to me you show.
As my heart flow, rendering what are your needs.
The the night, our souls are a glow.
Loosing all your rights, pays a meager toll.
Iam the one, that has your soul.
With my luv for you, loosing control.
Together we have fun, moving as a whole.
As a skinwalker, we hunt and luv as one.
Under the moon, the skinwalkers' mystical sun.
Title: Re: Victoria's Poetry Stop
Post by: pryzmsticv on July 13, 2016, 09:20:23 pm
LUVS' RUNAWAY

I Wish, that I could runaway.
To somewhere, far away.
Where there is, no one to see.
Maybe there's, no one I'll believe.
Somewhere, where I can still be me.
Believing in, what I believe.
Avoiding luv too, distancing thru.
Dreams, I hold on tight too.
Are the feelings, I have for you.
Mesmerized, by your mind.
I fell for you, over time.
God help me now, hold on to you.
So I can, go on luving true.
Let me take you, into my soul.
In my heart, we'll loose control.
Memories we'll create, together luv consoles.


Title: Re: Victoria's Poetry Stop
Post by: guest256 on July 14, 2016, 03:30:04 am
You're welcome. I love your last poem too.
Title: Re: Victoria's Poetry Stop
Post by: pryzmsticv on July 15, 2016, 09:06:56 pm
Thank you lady ann, friends are the best here
😚
Title: Re: Victoria's Poetry Stop
Post by: pryzmsticv on July 15, 2016, 09:34:12 pm
Depression crimes

Today my mind, has slipped away.
Don't know, if I feel like play.
Sometimes, I feel like a castaway.
Never good enough, to say.
Getting tired of hearing, that this is the only way.
It is ok that my life is in an array, because of monsters on parade.
Don't need the cascades, ov the campaigns.
Just like the mundane, they've turned it into the killing game.
Depression, always comes to stay.
It's alright, just a big pain in my ass some days.
Never, know what to say.
My words, always come to play.
Let me find the way, in the visions of the changed.
Minds insane, temporarily the explained.
I know I am alive, beautiful is the pain.
So many thoughts, have run thru my mind.
What has happened, to mankind.
Have they completely, lost their minds.
Creating depression, monsters insane, should pay for their crimes.
Title: Re: Victoria's Poetry Stop
Post by: Clay Death on July 15, 2016, 09:50:32 pm
POETRY COMES TO LIGHT

How I luv the thunder, coming my way.
Smelling, ov the soft burn.
The lighting, in the array.
I luv it when it rains, hitting upon the panes.
I need, the window ov the night.
Shining on me, oh so bright.
So my poetry, will come to light.
With dark clouds, over my head.
Rain falls, as if to dread.
To me, wonderful instead.
Like a beautiful prose, that I have read.
Tears ov the proud, to souls being fed.
Dark clouds ov change, visual life's thread.
Darkest the souls, visions in my head.
Reapers mold, never to be bled.
Walking to hold, shadows of the night.
Guided by the beams, ov the moonlight.
Thoughts ov romance, begins their show.
With my prose, coming to light, thru the dark I tread.


wonderful prose lady V.


Title: Re: Victoria's Poetry Stop
Post by: Clay Death on July 15, 2016, 10:26:50 pm
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Title: Re: Victoria's Poetry Stop
Post by: pryzmsticv on July 16, 2016, 06:53:50 pm
THE LADY THAT HERALDS A CROWN
Lady ov the lake, transcends a sword upon her king.
From the lake ov a christian spring, knight ov the king do forsake.
As the sword doth sing, in the hands a king it doth make.
Heralding he partakes, thru the thoughts of a brilliant king.
Royalty becomes his thing, explicit to England he remakes.
For Camelot he doth take, the beauty of a queen.
Camelot sings, about the lady in the lake.
To Camelot, a king that she doth bring.
Arthur, CAMELOT'S brilliant king.
Wielding, Excalibur the sword doth sing.
Title: Re: Victoria's Poetry Stop
Post by: pryzmsticv on July 16, 2016, 10:19:06 pm
MYSTIC SPELLS

Depth of the past, spells redeemed.
The pain that lasts, is what  victims have seen.
Camouflaged within the mind, imaginations extremed.
Bravery from demise, goddesses' ov mystic dreams.
Natures' voices doth scream, ov wrong to be revised.
With the castor ov spells, the reaper beamed.
Like a spider, that has encased its prize.
Spun together, divided by the threads.
Mending ov it's kind, the spells get cast.
In a world of masquerades, the twisted and faded leads.
Life goes on, as if being berated.
Gifted are those, the reckless minds.
With thoughts, that they revealed.
Feelings fall behind, with pushing ov our selves.
At another place in time, keeping us surreal.
The spells ov life, we'll achieve, if only we do believe.

Title: Re: Victoria's Poetry Stop
Post by: guest256 on July 17, 2016, 03:44:20 am
I love your latest poems.
Title: Re: Victoria's Poetry Stop
Post by: pryzmsticv on July 17, 2016, 04:45:41 am
Thank you, my dear friend😚
I love your latest poems.
Title: Re: Victoria's Poetry Stop
Post by: guest256 on July 17, 2016, 06:40:30 am
You're welcome.
Title: Re: Victoria's Poetry Stop
Post by: pryzmsticv on July 17, 2016, 08:15:41 pm
EVERY BREATH

With every breath, that you take.
You are the one and only, for me.
I have crossed bridges, to be with you.
Why can't you see, how deep my luv is too.
Your luv I forsake, my heart floats with your finesse.
Your words, your thoughts, everything ov you.
Tells me, just what I am suppose to do.
I am all, entwined within you.
Everything you say or do, your mesmerizing soul comes thru.
Volatile to your luv, makes me loose control.
I hang on tight, to these feelings I hold inside.
Many times, I want to let them slide.
I am afraid that If I do, my heart will be fried.
My thoughts usually carry true, ov these feelings that I hide.
With every breath, my soul wants to fondle you.
Title: Re: Victoria's Poetry Stop
Post by: Clay Death on July 17, 2016, 09:04:34 pm
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Title: Re: Victoria's Poetry Stop
Post by: Clay Death on July 17, 2016, 09:05:15 pm
MYSTIC SPELLS

Depth of the past, spells redeemed.
The pain that lasts, is what  victims have seen.
Camouflaged within the mind, imaginations extremed.
Bravery from demise, goddesses' ov mystic dreams.
Natures' voices doth scream, ov wrong to be revised.
With the castor ov spells, the reaper beamed.
Like a spider, that has encased its prize.
Spun together, divided by the threads.
Mending ov it's kind, the spells get cast.
In a world of masquerades, the twisted and faded leads.
Life goes on, as if being berated.
Gifted are those, the reckless minds.
With thoughts, that they revealed.
Feelings fall behind, with pushing ov our selves.
At another place in time, keeping us surreal.
The spells ov life, we'll achieve, if only we do believe.


fantastic prose lad V.
Title: Re: Victoria's Poetry Stop
Post by: pryzmsticv on July 17, 2016, 09:12:24 pm
POETRY MIME

Thru pages and pages, of my mind.
Poetry is ov my mind, flowing from the ink in my quills.
With luv and romance, in hearts with hope to instill.
Visually I do enhance, with words to reveal.
Reading the words to myself, not wanting to take a chance.
In those moments of that glance, is the beauty of that time.
As I ramble thru my mind, visions again take their stance.
Lost for words, so many times.
Logically, I hope to find.
Problematic are my rhymes, words to cast.
Distant is the chimes, that filters thru my past.
Let me tally my time, ov haunting sonnets.
Ones creating fear, ov hunting words and visions that premiere.
Songs ov words, that becomes celestial views.
Fragments you define, what is on my mind.
Metaphorically a shift in time, stores what is true.
Words, that I cannot find.
Is senseless, to that place in time.
As the referee, these feelings to describe.
Will sometimes justify, problems that are contrive.
Selectively life will be, repetitive verses that we see.
Heraldry to the call, we all take a fall.


Title: Re: Victoria's Poetry Stop
Post by: pryzmsticv on July 17, 2016, 09:36:05 pm
LUVS' SEED

I don't know why, but I don't want to be.
My soul wants to cry, it is a strong seed.
It's Strength impedes, to make me proceed.
Visions of mine, I want to heed.
My life will succeed, down the trails that it leads.
Luv will have to take, the back seat.
Unless, destiny intercedes.
Then the luv ov my heart, I do see.
Title: Re: Victoria's Poetry Stop
Post by: guest256 on July 18, 2016, 03:32:38 am
I love your latest poem.
Title: Re: Victoria's Poetry Stop
Post by: RedDahlia on July 18, 2016, 09:13:09 am
What a glorious read Lady V. You soul is bared so deeply that one cannot refuse to see the beauty that you hold on you sleeve. Thank you for sharing.
Title: Re: Victoria's Poetry Stop
Post by: Divine Metamorphoses on July 18, 2016, 10:19:12 pm
Hello everyone!

Great work as always Lady V!
Enjoying the heart and soul poured in your verses

Happy Full Moon sweet ones


~Divine
Title: Re: Victoria's Poetry Stop
Post by: pryzmsticv on July 19, 2016, 03:51:37 am
Thank you, my dear friends 3, from the lady's we be.
Though time absconds,  once in a while to see.
My heart remains, usually as a referee.
Sometimes bleeding ov the soul, but usually fighting for the role.
Luvs😚
Thank you my dear, without your admiration and devotion ov Camelot. Where could our poems, info ov life ov luv, be shown. Luvs😚
Title: Re: Victoria's Poetry Stop
Post by: pryzmsticv on July 19, 2016, 04:16:58 am
WOLF OV THE SOUL

As the snake strikes, so does the wolf.
Thru decades of proof, distant the crimson spikes.
I've blood upon my teeth, thru the visions of my soul.
As ov the spirit guide, the wolf engages it's Control.
Thru the forests of my mind, the wolf is taking a toll.
Disappearing thru out time, with no justice for his soul.
So let me reflect, upon the murderess trail.
Thru time, whispers ov the dieing.
Training ov it's demise, pulling in with the crying.
To hell and back, the visions enticed..
Humans in life, they are not so frail.
Dark in the shadows, hidden are we to see.
Faces that shine thru, mentally.
Playing with the perplexity, ov our view.
Never disguised to hide, the chains that hold them as slaves, to their kind.
Title: Re: Victoria's Poetry Stop
Post by: guest256 on July 19, 2016, 06:19:54 am
You're welcome. I love your latest poem too.
Title: Re: Victoria's Poetry Stop
Post by: pryzmsticv on July 19, 2016, 07:49:11 pm
CRIMSON WEEPS

Visually I do see, all the beauty that comes reverently.
Mentally I read, with thoughts that I reveal.
With the emotions, that I receive.
Words visually seen, relationships ov the mind becomes conceivably.
On pages I hope to instill, to the souls that I keep.
Hearts' erosion, comes at times with deceit.
Tumultuously,luv will come to be.
Holding on to Luvs receipt, with the crimson that we weep.
Thru the heightened words, that my mind speaks.
Our tears, roll Dow our cheeks.
With hopes, are life does not stay bleak.
As it is now, crimson is at it's peak.
Title: Re: Victoria's Poetry Stop
Post by: pryzmsticv on July 20, 2016, 12:27:53 am
POINT OV LIFE

I'm at a point of life, where I want to runaway.
Don't know what, I feel this way.
Clickity clack, don't want my mind to talk back.
Because next time I runaway, to the funny farm I stay.
I just want to walk away, from life itself today.
If my life was mundane, I would feel none of the pain.
Sometimes I'm here, and sometimes I'm not.
So many things, I wish I had forgot.
The heart continues thru, with the pain that persevere.
Vespers ov my time, disciplined the visions to instill.
Don't know if I ever will, walk away to get well.
Getting rid, ov the wrath of hell.
To be alone, helps me to end that spell.
Would it create, a darker realm.
My mind locked away, in a darker cell.
Runaway I might still, too the circus ov surreal.

Title: Re: Victoria's Poetry Stop
Post by: guest256 on July 20, 2016, 02:15:03 am
I love your latest poem.
Title: Re: Victoria's Poetry Stop
Post by: Clay Death on July 20, 2016, 03:41:26 pm
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Title: Re: Victoria's Poetry Stop
Post by: pryzmsticv on July 20, 2016, 10:15:39 pm
Someone I know, getting more artistic as so.
Beautiful you'll work, will always be.
All because you care, about CAMELOT'S poets and authors ov poetry.
Gorgeous it is my dear, thank you for sharing your art.😚
Title: Re: Victoria's Poetry Stop
Post by: pryzmsticv on July 21, 2016, 02:32:58 am
STILL BREATHING

My life ran dry, holding my feelings when I cried.
No more tears, I'd just sighed and said goodbye.
My tears were my anger, not for the luv that I hungered.
Feelings compensate, when I become irate.
I'm still breathing, in spite of you.
Walking away, was the best thing that I could do.
I'm still alive, and luving someone else too.
If I had stayed with you, it would have drained me dry.
All ov those tears, that I would have cried.
Finding out later, that you had lied.
It would have, killed me deep inside.
Humbly I sit, and think.
Mesmerized, by what's running thru my mind.
Distances my heart, while juggling with my time.
Beautiful it is to know, that I was thru with you so.

Title: Re: Victoria's Poetry Stop
Post by: pryzmsticv on July 21, 2016, 02:57:26 am
LUVS PAIN

I am strong, the mind is in a place ov thoughts.
Dreaming all day long, as the raven plays along.
My visions of you, will soon be gone.
Out of my mind, I did I get.
You I don't wish to find, or be there anymore.
Tired ov the pain, that I have scored.
The hurt, wont go mundane.
God take away, all ov this pain.
Let me be, myself again.
My mind absorbs, like a sponge.
Pushing thru, as if with a different life.
Mentally  undone, thru a phase ov strife.
I get so tired, when my mind meditate.
Simply I fade, rest may be so kind.
Peacefully to coincide, within the brain.
Visually to sleep, in my domain ov mental pain.

Title: Re: Victoria's Poetry Stop
Post by: Clay Death on July 21, 2016, 10:58:43 pm
LUVS PAIN

I am strong, the mind is in a place ov thoughts.
Dreaming all day long, as the raven plays along.
My visions of you, will soon be gone.
Out of my mind, I did I get.
You I don't wish to find, or be there anymore.
Tired ov the pain, that I have scored.
The hurt, wont go mundane.
God take away, all ov this pain.
Let me be, myself again.
My mind absorbs, like a sponge.
Pushing thru, as if with a different life.
Mentally  undone, thru a phase ov strife.
I get so tired, when my mind meditate.
Simply I fade, rest may be so kind.
Peacefully to coincide, within the brain.
Visually to sleep, in my domain ov mental pain.


sensational prose lady V.
Title: Re: Victoria's Poetry Stop
Post by: britbox on July 22, 2016, 08:42:17 am
Cool stuff pryzmsticv
Title: Re: Victoria's Poetry Stop
Post by: pryzmsticv on July 23, 2016, 08:11:53 pm
Ah Sir Britbox, glad to see you visit my dear. I luv to play your riddles.
Thank you so much for your admiration of my poems. Greatly appreciated, and its good to see you again. Luv ya😚
Title: Re: Victoria's Poetry Stop
Post by: pryzmsticv on July 24, 2016, 08:04:39 pm
CRIMSON DEMISE

With the taste, of crimson upon my tongue.
Your demise, will be easy to come.
Without your luv, it's a prison ov deceit.
It wont be, if you want to believe.
Your immortality is a vision, for me to see.
Here my luv for you, I express.
Visions I have do exist, our lives will tender thru.
Life can be deceiving, but I can see you.
Horizons, are not for you and me.
The dark walks with thee, with life we'll both proceed.
Hell has risen to see, the darker skies.
With tears in my eyes, my thoughts wander thru.
Wishing I could be, laying there with you.
Mentally canvassing, what I cannot see.
The hurried luv, that know one knows.
Where the heart goes, distant they say.
Pull the hearts, up out of the ground.
Back to life, for where it starts.
This part, a container for pain.
Beautiful, but yet constraint.
Feelings' apart, with the souls to fool.
With lessons to learn, it is the hearts' reign.
Thru the pain, we shall haunt.
Together we turn, to our crimson stains.
Our luvs' demise, as we listen to their cries.
Loneliness, our luv it will no longer taunt.
With crimson, our lives  revised.
Title: Re: Victoria's Poetry Stop
Post by: Divine Metamorphoses on July 24, 2016, 10:10:26 pm
Wonderful Prose Lady V
Love seeing your creations


Title: Re: Victoria's Poetry Stop
Post by: Clay Death on July 24, 2016, 10:41:09 pm
CRIMSON DEMISE

With the taste, of crimson upon my tongue.
Your demise, will be easy to come.
Without your luv, it's a prison ov deceit.
It wont be, if you want to believe.
Your immortality is a vision, for me to see.
Here my luv for you, I express.
Visions I have do exist, our lives will tender thru.
Life can be deceiving, but I can see you.
Horizons, are not for you and me.
The dark walks with thee, with life we'll both proceed.
Hell has risen to see, the darker skies.
With tears in my eyes, my thoughts wander thru.
Wishing I could be, laying there with you.
Mentally canvassing, what I cannot see.
The hurried luv, that know one knows.
Where the heart goes, distant they say.
Pull the hearts, up out of the ground.
Back to life, for where it starts.
This part, a container for pain.
Beautiful, but yet constraint.
Feelings' apart, with the souls to fool.
With lessons to learn, it is the hearts' reign.
Thru the pain, we shall haunt.
Together we turn, to our crimson stains.
Our luvs' demise, as we listen to their cries.
Loneliness, our luv it will no longer taunt.
With crimson, our lives  revised.


sensational lady V.
Title: Re: Victoria's Poetry Stop
Post by: Clay Death on July 24, 2016, 10:41:43 pm
WOLF OV THE SOUL

As the snake strikes, so does the wolf.
Thru decades of proof, distant the crimson spikes.
I've blood upon my teeth, thru the visions of my soul.
As ov the spirit guide, the wolf engages it's Control.
Thru the forests of my mind, the wolf is taking a toll.
Disappearing thru out time, with no justice for his soul.
So let me reflect, upon the murderess trail.
Thru time, whispers ov the dieing.
Training ov it's demise, pulling in with the crying.
To hell and back, the visions enticed..
Humans in life, they are not so frail.
Dark in the shadows, hidden are we to see.
Faces that shine thru, mentally.
Playing with the perplexity, ov our view.
Never disguised to hide, the chains that hold them as slaves, to their kind.


wonderful prose lady V.
Title: Re: Victoria's Poetry Stop
Post by: Clay Death on July 24, 2016, 10:51:14 pm
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Title: Re: Victoria's Poetry Stop
Post by: pryzmsticv on July 25, 2016, 09:20:11 pm
Thank you dear, it reflects ov me and my spirit guide.
Beautiful your work, it helps inspire, ov natures desires.😚💋
Title: Re: Victoria's Poetry Stop
Post by: Divine Metamorphoses on July 26, 2016, 12:31:33 am
For you and your spirit animal Lady V!
Title: Re: Victoria's Poetry Stop
Post by: Clay Death on July 26, 2016, 05:26:03 pm
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Title: Re: Victoria's Poetry Stop
Post by: Clay Death on July 26, 2016, 08:09:52 pm
lady V I posted this one at the opening post of your poetry stop at the top as well.



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Title: Re: Victoria's Poetry Stop
Post by: pryzmsticv on July 28, 2016, 04:58:00 am
Beautifully they are my dears, with great admiration of you both, thank you so much😚
lady V I posted this one at the opening post of your poetry stop at the top as well.



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For you and your spirit animal Lady V!
Title: Re: Victoria's Poetry Stop
Post by: pryzmsticv on July 28, 2016, 09:47:47 pm
LUVS'  SERENITY

How I would want, to sit and watch you sleep.
The serenity, ov you lying there.
Running my fingers, thru the length of your hair.
Catches me off guard, with the tears that I weep.
Happiness caresses my fears, alone my soul to bare.
No matter whatever I do, it always brings me back with you.
Time and time again, destiny bids us adoux.
My life changes off and on, my heart carries all ov it's songs.
Memories are meant to be, visions of what we feel and see.
Luv you are not lost, I know that you are there.
Feelings ov you, I know that you care.
My heart is sincere, knowing you are near.
Somberly I sit, and watch you patiently.
Waiting, for our luv to be.
Title: Re: Victoria's Poetry Stop
Post by: Clay Death on July 28, 2016, 11:03:12 pm
LUVS'  SERENITY

How I would want, to sit and watch you sleep.
The serenity, ov you lying there.
Running my fingers, thru the length of your hair.
Catches me off guard, with the tears that I weep.
Happiness caresses my fears, alone my soul to bare.
No matter whatever I do, it always brings me back with you.
Time and time again, destiny bids us adoux.
My life changes off and on, my heart carries all ov it's songs.
Memories are meant to be, visions of what we feel and see.
Luv you are not lost, I know that you are there.
Feelings ov you, I know that you care.
My heart is sincere, knowing you are near.
Somberly I sit, and watch you patiently.
Waiting, for our luv to be.


beautiful prose lady V.
Title: Re: Victoria's Poetry Stop
Post by: Divine Metamorphoses on July 30, 2016, 09:55:42 am
Luvs serenity
Beautiful & empathic

Thank you Lady V
For sharing so much of your heart and soul
Title: Re: Victoria's Poetry Stop
Post by: Clay Death on July 30, 2016, 09:12:39 pm
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Title: Re: Victoria's Poetry Stop
Post by: pryzmsticv on July 31, 2016, 10:41:33 pm
CLOUDS OV LUV

Laying here, upon a pillow ov clouds.
Drifting and floating, all around.
Whispers ov luv, what beautiful sound.
Holding me in your arms, dancing across the clouds.
Swaying to the winds, as our hearts pound.
Feeling the depth, ov your charms.
Floating thru out, Luvs sound.
Beautiful, they are, our billowy mounds.
Drifting, all over again.
Only our souls, will know where we end.
My visions are everywhere, placating all that is found.
Many feelings, that our emotions surround.
Welcoming our luv, into the clouds.
Title: Re: Victoria's Poetry Stop
Post by: pryzmsticv on July 31, 2016, 10:44:50 pm
Thank you lady D, appreciate you admiration my friend. It helps me ascend.luv ya
Luvs serenity
Beautiful & empathic

Thank you Lady V
For sharing so much of your heart and soul
Title: Re: Victoria's Poetry Stop
Post by: Clay Death on July 31, 2016, 10:59:22 pm
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Title: Re: Victoria's Poetry Stop
Post by: Clay Death on July 31, 2016, 11:00:15 pm
CLOUDS OV LUV

Laying here, upon a pillow ov clouds.
Drifting and floating, all around.
Whispers ov luv, what beautiful sound.
Holding me in your arms, dancing across the clouds.
Swaying to the winds, as our hearts pound.
Feeling the depth, ov your charms.
Floating thru out, Luvs sound.
Beautiful, they are, our billowy mounds.
Drifting, all over again.
Only our souls, will know where we end.
My visions are everywhere, placating all that is found.
Many feelings, that our emotions surround.
Welcoming our luv, into the clouds.


wonderful prose lady V.
Title: Re: Victoria's Poetry Stop
Post by: pryzmsticv on August 01, 2016, 04:49:29 am
Thank you dear.
It's funny, the words I try to find.
Searching thru my mind, subjects always appear.
Words aren't always kind, sometimes they leave me behind.
Thank you for your admiration.😚💋

Title: Re: Victoria's Poetry Stop
Post by: pryzmsticv on August 01, 2016, 05:07:03 am
SILENT SERENE

Silent and serene, is the night.
When the ravens, take to their flight.
In the shadows, ov the light.
Dark crawls, thru the blacken haven.
Mysteries from this sight, mystifies the cravens.
As if crazed, I look unto what is right.
Mentally I'm not phased, at my crimson sight.
Like a maze, traveling thru time.
Is a different stage ov life, I will be there for the fight.
Frosty the misty haze, hidden among the sight.
Respite st night, its not the creatures rage.
As we haunt thru the haze, beautiful is the dark's parade.
Visions of the mind, likes to play in the beauty of fear.
Darkness ov my career, itself is being kind.
Ravens ov the mind, is luv that has been left behind.
Title: Re: Victoria's Poetry Stop
Post by: guest256 on August 01, 2016, 06:41:52 am
I love your latest poem.
Title: Re: Victoria's Poetry Stop
Post by: pryzmsticv on August 01, 2016, 07:57:04 pm
Thank you my dear friend, you are so grand.😚
I love your latest poem.
Title: Re: Victoria's Poetry Stop
Post by: pryzmsticv on August 01, 2016, 09:42:29 pm
WOMEN'S FURY

Hell has no fury, like a woman that has no glory.
Pain, is always her greatest inventory.
Only her heart, can really tell the story.
In the valley of death, let luv ov women persist.
Without the luv, the hearts will resist.
Women warriors, will hunt their prey.
What is best for man, is listen to what we say.
We do not want, our men to fade.
We wish to luv you, each and every day.
We are protective, thru a blaze ov glory.
You we will ingest, if your are to get in our way.
Physically strong, we may not be.
Mental and emotionally, we battle on.
Women's. Swords, will sing their strong.
We are the roots, ov the family.
Title: Re: Victoria's Poetry Stop
Post by: guest256 on August 02, 2016, 02:40:00 am
I love your latest poem.
Title: Re: Victoria's Poetry Stop
Post by: pryzmsticv on August 02, 2016, 08:11:50 pm
Thank you lady Ann. Appreciated so much.😚
Title: Re: Victoria's Poetry Stop
Post by: pryzmsticv on August 02, 2016, 08:58:54 pm
LUVS' DEPTH

Softness of your lips, caressing my neck.
The sweetness of your touch, the soft the sips.
Beating, ov our convincing hearts.
Retracing your soul, with the sweetness ov our fingertips.
Making luv to you, is the music to curtail.
Simmering to your touch, you cast your spell.
With your kisses, your luv will prevail.
Shivering is my rush, with your finesse.
Hypnotic is your eyes, when I bare my soul in them.
If my heart, could caress your mind.
Then you would see, my luv is not blind.
Something that I see so well, this I know you could tell.
Taking me in your arms, holding me so beautifully still.
Knowing our luv, is oh so real.
Thru our hearts, we will sing our song.
Hold my luv deep within, never to part.
Sweet to taste, your kisses run deep.
Eternally strong, our luv will softly sleep.
Title: Re: Victoria's Poetry Stop
Post by: pryzmsticv on August 02, 2016, 10:27:39 pm
TENDERLY

Tenderly I hold on too, all those bits and pieces ov you.
My mind, is destined not to forget.
As my luv, my heart you have beget.
With intent to set me free, the moonlight shines on thee.
How am I to persist, if your luv isn't here with me.
Repetitive are my dreams, in these I feel you exist.
Visions to me, are thoughts that are real.
Sometimes beautiful, to the extreme.
If distant we are to be, let me hold on to your eternity.
For in my dreams, time stands still.
Title: Re: Victoria's Poetry Stop
Post by: pryzmsticv on August 02, 2016, 11:05:19 pm
MOONLIGHT

What brings me, to lay at your side.
Is it being, under the covers ov the moonlight.
How your body shines, to that glow.
As we watch our luv grow, in our hearts to reside.
With different shades, of the night.
How I luv that soul, visual from within.
Watching our hearts, come to shine.
Enrobed within the light, your body mystically aligned.
Posed to the beauty, ov the night.
Holding you tight, in our seductive side.
Covers our luv, in the romantic light.
Title: Re: Victoria's Poetry Stop
Post by: guest256 on August 03, 2016, 02:44:23 am
I love your latest poem.
Title: Re: Victoria's Poetry Stop
Post by: Clay Death on August 05, 2016, 07:59:29 pm
WOMEN'S FURY

Hell has no fury, like a woman that has no glory.
Pain, is always her greatest inventory.
Only her heart, can really tell the story.
In the valley of death, let luv ov women persist.
Without the luv, the hearts will resist.
Women warriors, will hunt their prey.
What is best for man, is listen to what we say.
We do not want, our men to fade.
We wish to luv you, each and every day.
We are protective, thru a blaze ov glory.
You we will ingest, if your are to get in our way.
Physically strong, we may not be.
Mental and emotionally, we battle on.
Women's. Swords, will sing their strong.
We are the roots, ov the family.

wonderful lady V.
Title: Re: Victoria's Poetry Stop
Post by: Clay Death on August 05, 2016, 08:01:09 pm
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Title: Re: Victoria's Poetry Stop
Post by: pryzmsticv on August 05, 2016, 08:05:17 pm
Thank you dear, with many ways I'll persevere. Beautiful are the images my dear. Keep up the fantastic work. Luvs😚
Title: Re: Victoria's Poetry Stop
Post by: pryzmsticv on August 05, 2016, 08:19:26 pm
 STARS GAZING

Sitting here, gazing at the stars.
Where I can see, where you are.
My heart beats, a thousand times.
Just thinking ov you, in my arms.
With our first kiss, our luv is confirmed.
As I savor, my luv for you.
My mind travels, thru our song.
Adventurous you are, mind enhanced intriguing.
Visually are these things, that I see in you.
Holding me so strong, but so sweet and reverently.
If you luv to fly, let romance be our sky.
Let me hold you, amongst the mountain scenes.
Visually praising, from the morning dew.
Celestial, my luv for you.
Title: Re: Victoria's Poetry Stop
Post by: Divine Metamorphoses on August 05, 2016, 08:28:22 pm
Great prose
Lady V
Star gazing
Awesome
Title: Re: Victoria's Poetry Stop
Post by: Clay Death on August 09, 2016, 10:39:20 pm
STARS GAZING

Sitting here, gazing at the stars.
Where I can see, where you are.
My heart beats, a thousand times.
Just thinking ov you, in my arms.
With our first kiss, our luv is confirmed.
As I savor, my luv for you.
My mind travels, thru our song.
Adventurous you are, mind enhanced intriguing.
Visually are these things, that I see in you.
Holding me so strong, but so sweet and reverently.
If you luv to fly, let romance be our sky.
Let me hold you, amongst the mountain scenes.
Visually praising, from the morning dew.
Celestial, my luv for you.


wonderful prose lady V.
Title: Re: Victoria's Poetry Stop
Post by: Clay Death on August 09, 2016, 10:39:32 pm
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Title: Re: Victoria's Poetry Stop
Post by: pryzmsticv on August 11, 2016, 09:52:56 pm
Thank you Lady D, greatly appreciated. 😚

Beautiful work Mi Lord.
The range of your promotions, keeps us all going.
Thank you again my friends.😚
Title: Re: Victoria's Poetry Stop
Post by: pryzmsticv on August 11, 2016, 10:17:24 pm
DESTINIES' HAND

We walked, hand in hand.
I fought for ifiniti, it would ov been grand.
I guess it was not, for us to see.
I was not your destiny, just your soul mate referee.
Fate was taunting, with my mind.
Will it finally, determine my time.
Success ov luv contemplates, on destinies' fate.
The duress ov my healing, feelings I eradicate.
Pains ov irate, with hate I cannot see.
Visual pains are ov me, thru the death ov destiny.
You it will not be, I was not meant to see.
Painfully I will always be, each time fate intercedes.
Alone I've sat and cried, visions in my heart has died.
My dark drifts in, because of my painful whims.
It would have been a sin, if I was to hate him.
Hate it will never be, that is just not for me.
Destiny chooses, your fate you see.
Title: Re: Victoria's Poetry Stop
Post by: pryzmsticv on August 11, 2016, 10:31:14 pm
IMMORTALITY

Vampires ov the present time, are destined to be sublime.
Afraid today, people are not you see.
Attracted to, the beauty ov the unique.
Visually they all seek, immortality.
Avanguard, with great prestige.
Hidden, but hidden to be seen.
Crimson is not, what they always seek.
Mentally, powers of those to reap.
Thru the shadows ov the night, never do they creep.
Beautiful are they to see, dark they are ov the light.
Ostracized by some, thru life things come undone.
Religion is not ov the mind, but powers of a different time.
Infiniti empowers me, thru a life that I seek.
IMMORTALITY
Title: Re: Victoria's Poetry Stop
Post by: Clay Death on August 11, 2016, 11:11:55 pm
DESTINIES' HAND

We walked, hand in hand.
I fought for ifiniti, it would ov been grand.
I guess it was not, for us to see.
I was not your destiny, just your soul mate referee.
Fate was taunting, with my mind.
Will it finally, determine my time.
Success ov luv contemplates, on destinies' fate.
The duress ov my healing, feelings I eradicate.
Pains ov irate, with hate I cannot see.
Visual pains are ov me, thru the death ov destiny.
You it will not be, I was not meant to see.
Painfully I will always be, each time fate intercedes.
Alone I've sat and cried, visions in my heart has died.
My dark drifts in, because of my painful whims.
It would have been a sin, if I was to hate him.
Hate it will never be, that is just not for me.
Destiny chooses, your fate you see.


wow. beautiful prose lady V.
Title: Re: Victoria's Poetry Stop
Post by: Clay Death on August 11, 2016, 11:13:11 pm
IMMORTALITY

Vampires ov the present time, are destined to be sublime.
Afraid today, people are not you see.
Attracted to, the beauty ov the unique.
Visually they all seek, immortality.
Avanguard, with great prestige.
Hidden, but hidden to be seen.
Crimson is not, what they always seek.
Mentally, powers of those to reap.
Thru the shadows ov the night, never do they creep.
Beautiful are they to see, dark they are ov the light.
Ostracized by some, thru life things come undone.
Religion is not ov the mind, but powers of a different time.
Infiniti empowers me, thru a life that I seek.
IMMORTALITY

wonderful stuff lady V.


keep it rolling.
Title: Re: Victoria's Poetry Stop
Post by: Clay Death on August 15, 2016, 09:43:11 pm
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Title: Re: Victoria's Poetry Stop
Post by: pryzmsticv on August 15, 2016, 11:04:50 pm
Thank you my dear, with vigilance I'll persevere.
On word and up word, as they would say.
With more words, I shall play.
Title: Re: Victoria's Poetry Stop
Post by: pryzmsticv on August 15, 2016, 11:27:46 pm
OCEANS' LUV

Rolling thru the ocean waves, tis the sea ov luv.
Golden the night, reflections from above.
Distant the waves, drifting into the light.
Charismatic the souls, ov the moon bright.
Visions disappear, thru the ripples approaching near.
Whispers, that follow me soon appear.
In the echoes',  the beauty surrounds.
With luv the waves pound, souls being engraved.
Be still to the rolling waves, within my heart.
Tis not a phase, ov but the raging waves.
Glistening silver shades, ov the moon.
Waves ov shiver, drifting my luv to you.
Sweeping crescents, oh so white.
Beautiful, our romantic light.
Silently, the moonlight sighs.
Hidden within, the ebb tides' cry.
Tis the silent rays, ov luvs' light.



Title: Re: Victoria's Poetry Stop
Post by: Clay Death on August 15, 2016, 11:49:52 pm
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Title: Re: Victoria's Poetry Stop
Post by: pryzmsticv on August 23, 2016, 09:37:31 pm
SOULS FORLORN

A poet, I must have been in my past.
Words that I have cast, ov visions in my mind.
Words that come to pass, ov those I did not know.
Sentences ov long ago, plagues me to be adorned.
Poetry do I explore, resplendent was that time.
I revisit my rhymes, when my mind opens it's door.
Once a darker regress, when memories explored.
At times ov darkness, Poe had been scorned.
In the mists of the dark alleys, the raven was born.
They were the cobblestones, ov monsters in progress.
Adrift the souls, ov the forlorn.
Title: Re: Victoria's Poetry Stop
Post by: pryzmsticv on August 23, 2016, 10:36:43 pm
LUVS' SIMPLICITY

So many times, I sit and think.
How I would luv, to let you know.
Telling you, how much I luv you so.
Then I think, would you not want to speak.
Maybe even, run away from me.
Would you look at me, and tell me with a wink.
Taking me deep within, proclaiming your luv for me.
Sit here with me, imagine what our visions would bring.
Is it our souls that sing, our Luvs simplicity.
Could it be a mirage that I see, or an open book that I read.
Is this surreal, this luv for me, in that you feel.
So simple and congeal, luv oh so real.
Title: Re: Victoria's Poetry Stop
Post by: Divine Metamorphoses on August 24, 2016, 12:30:38 am
LUVS' SIMPLICITY

So many times, I sit and think.
How I would luv, to let you know.
Telling you, how much I luv you so.
Then I think, would you not want to speak.
Maybe even, run away from me.
Would you look at me, and tell me with a wink.
Taking me deep within, proclaiming your luv for me.
Sit here with me, imagine what our visions would bring.
Is it our souls that sing, our Luvs simplicity.
Could it be a mirage that I see, or an open book that I read.
Is this surreal, this luv for me, in that you feel.
So simple and congeal, luv oh so real.


Lovely Lady V!
Title: Re: Victoria's Poetry Stop
Post by: Clay Death on August 24, 2016, 08:03:17 pm
SOULS FORLORN

A poet, I must have been in my past.
Words that I have cast, ov visions in my mind.
Words that come to pass, ov those I did not know.
Sentences ov long ago, plagues me to be adorned.
Poetry do I explore, resplendent was that time.
I revisit my rhymes, when my mind opens it's door.
Once a darker regress, when memories explored.
At times ov darkness, Poe had been scorned.
In the mists of the dark alleys, the raven was born.
They were the cobblestones, ov monsters in progress.
Adrift the souls, ov the forlorn.

wonderful prose lady V.

keep it rolling.
Title: Re: Victoria's Poetry Stop
Post by: pryzmsticv on August 25, 2016, 10:06:10 pm
DARK THE ROSE

Dark, is the rose that weeps.
That it seeps, with the tears ov blood.
Tainted, by the sips of rage.
Put under siege, the thorn ov it's blunt.
Layered, within it's page.
Lives engraved, by the ink ov that thorn.
Gently, as we turn the page.
Taunted is the Lange,  blood runs thick thru it's pours.
The Reaper keeps, the dead enraged.
With souls engaged, darker the rose doth weep.
Title: Re: Victoria's Poetry Stop
Post by: pryzmsticv on August 25, 2016, 10:29:07 pm
COVETED MY SOUL DO TAKE

Let me weigh, upon the feelings I see.
Silently we conceive, deep within your heart.
Your protections, are my light.
Your tears, that you shed.
The feelings, ov your lonely start.
From my soul I do see, holding on desperately.
Possessiveness ov your sight, spiritually you are my referee.
Souls hidden, within those wings.
The luv from your breeze, cast upon from your swings.
Tears ov the blood, that we spread.
Keeping us, from the lonely dread.
Take upon me, within your control.
Freeing me, ov my lonely soul.
To the future, I have seen.
It cannot, be taken away from me.
In Heart and Soul, I am eternally.
Title: Re: Victoria's Poetry Stop
Post by: Divine Metamorphoses on August 26, 2016, 01:49:25 am
COVETED MY SOUL DO TAKE

Let me weigh, upon the feelings I see.
Silently we conceive, deep within your heart.
Your protections, are my light.
Your tears, that you shed.
The feelings, ov your lonely start.
From my soul I do see, holding on desperately.
Possessiveness ov your sight, spiritually you are my referee.
Souls hidden, within those wings.
The luv from your breeze, cast upon from your swings.
Tears ov the blood, that we spread.
Keeping us, from the lonely dread.
Take upon me, within your control.
Freeing me, ov my lonely soul.
To the future, I have seen.
It cannot, be taken away from me.
In Heart and Soul, I am eternally.


Heart & soul is wonderful Lady V!
Title: Re: Victoria's Poetry Stop
Post by: pryzmsticv on August 28, 2016, 07:19:33 am
Respectively, Thank you lady D.😚
Title: Re: Victoria's Poetry Stop
Post by: pryzmsticv on August 28, 2016, 07:38:20 am
WHISPERS

Lying here, in the comfort ov your arms.
Whispers ov your charms, embraced in desire.
Thru eyes, ov you the admirer.
Your luv pulls me within, running your fingers thru my soul.
Emblazed, within a hotter satire.
Let me spill, my inner soul.
Embodied, within a heighten role.
Let me be your thrill, your whispers ov the night.
Caressing, your mind thru flight.
I tremble, with each touch ov your mind.
Wrestling with mine, cohesive are we.
A mad luving spree, casting ov memories.
Your whispers ov luv, are chasing me.
Chasing our time, thru out history.
Title: Re: Victoria's Poetry Stop
Post by: Divine Metamorphoses on August 29, 2016, 03:13:01 am
WHISPERS

Lying here, in the comfort ov your arms.
Whispers ov your charms, embraced in desire.
Thru eyes, ov you the admirer.
Your luv pulls me within, running your fingers thru my soul.
Emblazed, within a hotter satire.
Let me spill, my inner soul.
Embodied, within a heighten role.
Let me be your thrill, your whispers ov the night.



Very nice whispers of the night Lady V✨🌟🌺💖
Caressing, your mind thru flight.
I tremble, with each touch ov your mind.
Wrestling with mine, cohesive are we.
A mad luving spree, casting ov memories.
Your whispers ov luv, are chasing me.
Chasing our time, thru out history.

Title: Re: Victoria's Poetry Stop
Post by: pryzmsticv on August 29, 2016, 06:07:38 pm
Thank you very much lady D😚
Title: Re: Victoria's Poetry Stop
Post by: pryzmsticv on August 29, 2016, 06:25:08 pm
RAMBLINGS ON

My thoughts are everywhere, jumbled in my mind.
Don't Know what to think, just rambling on.
Messages are all eschewed, merely playing my song.
Crazy today, god knows what tomorrow brings.
Vacant my thoughts, pacifying my wrongs.
Words just appear, vindictive my thoughts swing.
What am I to say, when my visions are sometimes array.
Blatant thoughts are in disregard, when my mind has gone array.
Maybe I need to go to sleep, and come back another day.
Then maybe my soul, will be willing to play.
Title: Re: Victoria's Poetry Stop
Post by: Clay Death on August 29, 2016, 09:14:13 pm
DARK THE ROSE

Dark, is the rose that weeps.
That it seeps, with the tears ov blood.
Tainted, by the sips of rage.
Put under siege, the thorn ov it's blunt.
Layered, within it's page.
Lives engraved, by the ink ov that thorn.
Gently, as we turn the page.
Taunted is the Lange,  blood runs thick thru it's pours.
The Reaper keeps, the dead enraged.
With souls engaged, darker the rose doth weep.



wonderful prose lady V.
Title: Re: Victoria's Poetry Stop
Post by: Clay Death on August 29, 2016, 09:15:05 pm
WHISPERS

Lying here, in the comfort ov your arms.
Whispers ov your charms, embraced in desire.
Thru eyes, ov you the admirer.
Your luv pulls me within, running your fingers thru my soul.
Emblazed, within a hotter satire.
Let me spill, my inner soul.
Embodied, within a heighten role.
Let me be your thrill, your whispers ov the night.
Caressing, your mind thru flight.
I tremble, with each touch ov your mind.
Wrestling with mine, cohesive are we.
A mad luving spree, casting ov memories.
Your whispers ov luv, are chasing me.
Chasing our time, thru out history.


beautiful prose lady V. keep it rolling.
Title: Re: Victoria's Poetry Stop
Post by: Yelle Hughes on August 30, 2016, 10:08:24 am
DARK THE ROSE

Dark, is the rose that weeps.
That it seeps, with the tears ov blood.
Tainted, by the sips of rage.
Put under siege, the thorn ov it's blunt.
Layered, within it's page.
Lives engraved, by the ink ov that thorn.
Gently, as we turn the page.
Taunted is the Lange,  blood runs thick thru it's pours.
The Reaper keeps, the dead enraged.
With souls engaged, darker the rose doth weep.

This one speaks to me Lady V...darkly riveting!
Title: Re: Victoria's Poetry Stop
Post by: pryzmsticv on August 30, 2016, 06:45:15 pm
Thank you very much, with respect to you my dear friends.😚
Mi lord, Lady D, and Lady Yelle.
Title: Re: Victoria's Poetry Stop
Post by: pryzmsticv on August 30, 2016, 06:55:47 pm

LUVS' RAIN

Sitting here, listening to the rain.
Pounding, on the window pane.
Thunder and lighting, to beware.
Beautiful it's surround, never fighting.
How the sun peaks around, the warmth of you.
Loneliness, consumes me deep.
Sometimes blue, but suppressed.
Wishing luv to reap, hearts confessed.
With rhythms of the rain, no longer the pain.
Romance will come my way, when playing in the rain.
Title: Re: Victoria's Poetry Stop
Post by: Divine Metamorphoses on August 31, 2016, 12:48:37 am

LUVS' RAIN

Sitting here, listening to the rain.
Pounding, on the window pane.
Thunder and lighting, to beware.
Beautiful it's surround, never fighting.
How the sun peaks around, the warmth of you.
Loneliness, consumes me deep.
Sometimes blue, but suppressed.
Wishing luv to reap, hearts confessed.
With rhythms of the rain, no longer the pain.
Romance will come my way, when playing in the rain.

Feel the depth of the suppressed luv

Awesome
Title: Re: Victoria's Poetry Stop
Post by: pryzmsticv on August 31, 2016, 02:21:07 am
Don't we all Lady D, feel the luv we wish to see.
Postponing luvs memories. Thank you lady d.😚
Title: Re: Victoria's Poetry Stop
Post by: pryzmsticv on August 31, 2016, 04:31:11 am
CHANNELS OV LIFE

We channel life, thru so many veins.
Sometimes, causing us to go insane.
I pick up bits and pieces, thru out life.
Some ov them, can cause me strife.
Neither the less, they take me thru a time.
Visions disciplined, thru out my mind.
Walking thru, the arches ov time.
Visual my mind, with images ov you
True life, and all of it's Pretenses true.
I'm always, taking so many chances.
With visions and time, my life enhances.
Title: Re: Victoria's Poetry Stop
Post by: guest256 on August 31, 2016, 06:55:46 am
I love your latest poem.
Title: Re: Victoria's Poetry Stop
Post by: Clay Death on August 31, 2016, 07:58:52 pm

LUVS' RAIN

Sitting here, listening to the rain.
Pounding, on the window pane.
Thunder and lighting, to beware.
Beautiful it's surround, never fighting.
How the sun peaks around, the warmth of you.
Loneliness, consumes me deep.
Sometimes blue, but suppressed.
Wishing luv to reap, hearts confessed.
With rhythms of the rain, no longer the pain.
Romance will come my way, when playing in the rain.


beautiful prose lady V.


keep it coming.
Title: Re: Victoria's Poetry Stop
Post by: Clay Death on August 31, 2016, 07:59:40 pm
CHANNELS OV LIFE

We channel life, thru so many veins.
Sometimes, causing us to go insane.
I pick up bits and pieces, thru out life.
Some ov them, can cause me strife.
Neither the less, they take me thru a time.
Visions disciplined, thru out my mind.
Walking thru, the arches ov time.
Visual my mind, with images ov you
True life, and all of it's Pretenses true.
I'm always, taking so many chances.
With visions and time, my life enhances.


wonderful prose lady V.
Title: Re: Victoria's Poetry Stop
Post by: pryzmsticv on September 01, 2016, 05:31:44 am
Thank you my dear friends, perseveringly I try to stand.
In the beauty ov words, that are in demand.😚
Title: Re: Victoria's Poetry Stop
Post by: pryzmsticv on September 01, 2016, 05:35:47 am
REGRESSIONS

I don't know where I am, where my mind has gone again.
Mentally my minds adrift, traveling in different shifts.
Time and time again, my lives are never the same.
Chasing my destiny, regressing back thru history.
It's ok with me, adventurous my life can be.
From a warrior in time, to a lady ov prime.
Chasing cattle, was never mundane.
Days ov Camelot, was a beautiful time.
The rituals ov the lifes, gave you a handle on the strife.
No matter what I do, my life is always anew.
Drifting 1500 years thru, keeping my mind  in content.
Each time seeing my life, thru a different view.
Never repenting, ov the tomb.
Confessions ov my mind, takes me back thru life's rooms.
Title: Re: Victoria's Poetry Stop
Post by: pryzmsticv on September 01, 2016, 06:10:53 am
TEMPTATIONS

I wish, that it would rain.
So that you and I, could take our thoughts, to a different plain.
Getting ourselves soaking wet, dancing in the rain.
Temptations, you are to me.
Oh my god, let me run wild and free.
In my arms, you would see.
How intoxicating, you are to me.
Sips of ecstasy, sweet visions of you and I.
In our dreams, we will see.
You could be that desire, I could be looking to find.
Oh my darling, I know your there.
Coddling me, to persevere.
My heart, is strategizing over you.
Is it ever, going to be true.
Title: Re: Victoria's Poetry Stop
Post by: guest256 on September 01, 2016, 06:13:09 am
I love your last poem.
Title: Re: Victoria's Poetry Stop
Post by: pryzmsticv on September 01, 2016, 06:31:22 am
LUVS' HOLD

I don't know what to do, when all I do is think of you.
Is it our souls, that want to follow thru.
Feelings I sense from you, butterflies in control.
I didn't know, ov these feelings that I hold.
Snuck up on me, heavy and bold.
Visions ov what I see, embracing ten fold.
Lonely was my soul, visions of my pride.
Luving is my side, missing my control.
Wanting you to hold, patiently I refuse to hide.
Rhythms of romance, that I provide.
Cascades in my mind, with hopes ov you to enhance.
Are you my only chance, no you are the best in me.
Romantically, you set my heart in a trance, and a luving spree.
Please my luv, hold on to me.
Never letting me free, because you so luv me.
Title: Re: Victoria's Poetry Stop
Post by: pryzmsticv on September 01, 2016, 07:19:08 am
POETS OV THE HAUNTED

Haunted poets ov the past, with words that will last.
Words from within, are from different times.
Visual to surpass, these words ov my rhymes.
With these words that I cast, with admiration ov Poe.
Darkness bestows, the calling of my soul.
Across the cobblestones, grooved with the blood ov Poe.
Many a soul taken, with words betroved to the page.
Death went thru, the streets with rage.
A poet ov his time, death and blood caressed your mind.
Visual, words play with mankind.
Devouring is a mind,a sponge to conceive.
Haunted alleys ov the bleak, casting feelings ov those, on killing streaks.
Souls permeating, out of the stone.
Dark each step, that I retrieve.
Just like fathom feet, feelings that I do prep.
Often like I kept, on the ground I do not seat.
Thru out the words, that I ink.
Souls do speak.
Title: Re: Victoria's Poetry Stop
Post by: guest256 on September 01, 2016, 05:57:24 pm
They're very good poems. Thank you very much for sharing.
Title: Re: Victoria's Poetry Stop
Post by: Yelle Hughes on September 01, 2016, 10:11:33 pm
TEMPTATIONS

I wish, that it would rain.
So that you and I, could take our thoughts, to a different plain.
Getting ourselves soaking wet, dancing in the rain.
Temptations, you are to me.
Oh my god, let me run wild and free.
In my arms, you would see.
How intoxicating, you are to me.
Sips of ecstasy, sweet visions of you and I.
In our dreams, we will see.
You could be that desire, I could be looking to find.
Oh my darling, I know your there.
Coddling me, to persevere.
My heart, is strategizing over you.
Is it ever, going to be true.

Very nice :) I knew someone like that.
Title: Re: Victoria's Poetry Stop
Post by: pryzmsticv on September 08, 2016, 09:36:32 pm
They're very good poems. Thank you very much for sharing.
Thank you so much lady ann, together we all command.
Luvs😚
Title: Re: Victoria's Poetry Stop
Post by: pryzmsticv on September 08, 2016, 09:38:54 pm
Thank you lady yelle, greatly appreciated.
I think we all know someone that could tempt us.
Haha, if not we wouldn't have a life. 😚
Title: Re: Victoria's Poetry Stop
Post by: pryzmsticv on September 08, 2016, 09:55:00 pm
THE HEARTACHE SERENADE

Heartaches ov the masquerades, your essence fills the air.
The whistling ov the winds, becomes the symbols here.
Our escapades, ov the moonlight.
Dancing to the serenade, trees are prancing thru the air.
Lonely, my heart desires.
With tantalizing fires, flickering on parade.
Behind the masks facade, luving hearts admire.
Title: Re: Victoria's Poetry Stop
Post by: Divine Metamorphoses on September 09, 2016, 03:59:06 am
Happy Birthday Cake Lady Victoria!!!
Title: Re: Victoria's Poetry Stop
Post by: pryzmsticv on September 10, 2016, 12:59:50 am
Thank you lady D, topsy turvy cakes, are so unique.
Are so debonair, and beautiful to critique.
Just imagine, beauty and refined to eat. Thank you again my friend 😚
Title: Re: Victoria's Poetry Stop
Post by: guest256 on September 10, 2016, 02:42:30 am
Happy Birthday!
Title: Re: Victoria's Poetry Stop
Post by: Divine Metamorphoses on September 10, 2016, 03:54:46 am
Thank you lady D, topsy turvy cakes, are so unique.
Are so debonair, and beautiful to critique.
Just imagine, beauty and refined to eat. Thank you again my friend 😚

Beautiful poetry
Lady V
Camelot Royalty

Happy Birthday
Great lady V
Title: Re: Victoria's Poetry Stop
Post by: pryzmsticv on September 14, 2016, 08:16:34 pm
DID YOU EVER FALL IN LUV
(Did this poem back in school)


Did you ever love someone, and know they didn't luv you!
Did you ever feel like crying, but what good would it do!
Did you ever look into their eyes, and say a little prayer!
Did you ever look into the heart, and wish that you were there!
Did you ever see him dancing, when the lights were dim and low!
Did you ever whisper" How I love him", but never let him know!
Did you ever wonder, where he is at night, wondering if he is true!

And...One day, your so happy.
         the next day, your so blue.

And...When it started, you didn't know.
         you found, that he was gone.
         Before your eyes, no matter how hard you tried.

Luv is driven, but it hurts too much.
The price, you have to pay is high.
If you choose, loss or death.
I think you would, rather die.

And... So I say it again, don't fall in luv.
          You'll be hurt, before your thru.

You see my friend, I should know.
I fell in luv, with you!

Title: Re: Victoria's Poetry Stop
Post by: Clay Death on September 14, 2016, 08:32:50 pm
DID YOU EVER FALL IN LUV
(Did this poem back in school)


Did you ever love someone, and know they didn't luv you!
Did you ever feel like crying, but what good would it do!
Did you ever look into their eyes, and say a little prayer!
Did you ever look into the heart, and wish that you were there!
Did you ever see him dancing, when the lights were dim and low!
Did you ever whisper" How I love him", but never let him know!
Did you ever wonder, where he is at night, wondering if he is true!

And...One day, your so happy.
         the next day, your so blue.

And...When it started, you didn't know.
         you found, that he was gone.
         Before your eyes, no matter how hard you tried.

Luv is driven, but it hurts too much.
The price, you have to pay is high.
If you choose, loss or death.
I think you would, rather die.

And... So I say it again, don't fall in luv.
          You'll be hurt, before your thru.

You see my friend, I should know.
I fell in luv, with you!



wonderful poem lady V.


keep it rolling.
Title: Re: Victoria's Poetry Stop
Post by: pryzmsticv on September 14, 2016, 08:33:59 pm
BROKEN
(years ago in school)

You have, broken hearts....
Taken over minds....
And Seized their souls.

Surrendered... though it may seem.
That day, shall come..
that you, will be lonely
an... all alone.
Surrendered...though it may seem.
For you too, have fallen in luv
Title: Re: Victoria's Poetry Stop
Post by: pryzmsticv on September 16, 2016, 10:33:07 pm
INNER SOUL

The softness of your eyes, is pulling me deep inside.
Whispers I am hearing, from your soul.
As I am lying here, by your side.
The memories, reminds me of that time.
When our luv, had to run and hide.
The spilling ov, my inner soul.
When the loneliness, took control.
Secretly I am bound to you, maybe from another life.
It could be so true, into our afterlife.
Visions of your charms, luving me so strong.
Cradled within your arms, dancing to eternity's song.
Your soul I see, thru your eyes.
Tells me, we will be oh so right.
Eternally our luv will grow, shinning so bright.
Our hearts and souls, will seize their prize.
Each time we get lost, in each other's eyes.
Title: Re: Victoria's Poetry Stop
Post by: Divine Metamorphoses on September 17, 2016, 07:37:02 pm
Beautiful
Lady V
Thank you😘❤️
Title: Re: Victoria's Poetry Stop
Post by: Clay Death on September 18, 2016, 10:51:15 pm
INNER SOUL

The softness of your eyes, is pulling me deep inside.
Whispers I am hearing, from your soul.
As I am lying here, by your side.
The memories, reminds me of that time.
When our luv, had to run and hide.
The spilling ov, my inner soul.
When the loneliness, took control.
Secretly I am bound to you, maybe from another life.
It could be so true, into our afterlife.
Visions of your charms, luving me so strong.
Cradled within your arms, dancing to eternity's song.
Your soul I see, thru your eyes.
Tells me, we will be oh so right.
Eternally our luv will grow, shinning so bright.
Our hearts and souls, will seize their prize.
Each time we get lost, in each other's eyes.


wonderful prose lady V.


keep it rolling. beautiful words to inspire the spirit and the soul.
Title: Re: Victoria's Poetry Stop
Post by: pryzmsticv on September 22, 2016, 12:36:29 am
Thank you my dear friends, with our luv will always stand.😚
Title: Re: Victoria's Poetry Stop
Post by: pryzmsticv on September 25, 2016, 11:03:51 pm
SOULS ETERNITY

The souls of eternity, senses it's dread.
Loneliness, maybe to far ahead.
Cast out, by words never said.
With words to see, the river runs red.
What is being said, is the discipline of the night.
Casting shadows, upon the light.
Calming, the creatures without respite.
Shadows from the light, cast upon the grave.
Features, ov the young knave.
Many creatures, into the night fades.
As the dark, whispers ov it's escapades.
Time does not dispel, feelings ov the night.
Congestive ways, of the hearts.
Reprieves, with it's rights.
How my heart anticipates, ov the lonely time I wait.
All the time I contemplate, our souls will hesitate.
Falling in luv with you, is my fate.
From the dark, I will pursue and not debate.
Alone I can not refrain, with you I will embark.
Echoes of our time, with whispers ov our nights.
Our souls, thru eternity will fight.
Title: Re: Victoria's Poetry Stop
Post by: Clay Death on September 26, 2016, 12:20:15 am
SOULS ETERNITY

The souls of eternity, senses it's dread.
Loneliness, maybe to far ahead.
Cast out, by words never said.
With words to see, the river runs red.
What is being said, is the discipline of the night.
Casting shadows, upon the light.
Calming, the creatures without respite.
Shadows from the light, cast upon the grave.
Features, ov the young knave.
Many creatures, into the night fades.
As the dark, whispers ov it's escapades.
Time does not dispel, feelings ov the night.
Congestive ways, of the hearts.
Reprieves, with it's rights.
How my heart anticipates, ov the lonely time I wait.
All the time I contemplate, our souls will hesitate.
Falling in luv with you, is my fate.
From the dark, I will pursue and not debate.
Alone I can not refrain, with you I will embark.
Echoes of our time, with whispers ov our nights.
Our souls, thru eternity will fight.


wonderful prose lady V.


keep them coming. absolutely beautiful and wonderful prose.
Title: Re: Victoria's Poetry Stop
Post by: pryzmsticv on September 26, 2016, 12:50:35 am
Thank you my dear, again I persevere.😚
Title: Re: Victoria's Poetry Stop
Post by: Divine Metamorphoses on September 26, 2016, 12:58:35 pm
You create

You don't persevere

Huge difference 🙏😘
Title: Re: Victoria's Poetry Stop
Post by: Clay Death on September 26, 2016, 07:50:17 pm
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Title: Re: Victoria's Poetry Stop
Post by: Clay Death on September 26, 2016, 07:51:04 pm
this is such a magical poetry stop.

simply wonderful.
Title: Re: Victoria's Poetry Stop
Post by: pryzmsticv on September 27, 2016, 04:39:18 am
this is such a magical poetry stop.

simply wonderful.
Thank you my dear, vintage one day I hope to be.
Title: Re: Victoria's Poetry Stop
Post by: pryzmsticv on September 27, 2016, 04:49:39 am
GONE IN A BLINK

My mind, has gone in a blink.
All my poems, disappeared in a wink.
Don't know, since my phone when in sync.
Could they be hiding, what do you think.
Things disappear, isn't that a big stink.
I should just go, and jump in a drink.
Then maybe again, my mind could rethink.
Words in my mind, I should put in ink.
I'll be ready this time, if my phone goes on the blink.
DON'T YOU THINK!!!!
Title: Re: Victoria's Poetry Stop
Post by: guest256 on September 27, 2016, 06:52:13 am
I feel that way sometimes. I think hard to try to come up with them again. That's a very good poem. Thank you very much for sharing.
Title: Re: Victoria's Poetry Stop
Post by: Divine Metamorphoses on September 29, 2016, 08:43:57 am
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Love this
And Lady V
Gone in a blink

❤️❤️❤️
Title: Re: Victoria's Poetry Stop
Post by: RedDahlia on September 29, 2016, 08:48:30 am
INNER SOUL

The softness of your eyes, is pulling me deep inside.
Whispers I am hearing, from your soul.
As I am lying here, by your side.
The memories, reminds me of that time.
When our luv, had to run and hide.
The spilling ov, my inner soul.
When the loneliness, took control.
Secretly I am bound to you, maybe from another life.
It could be so true, into our afterlife.
Visions of your charms, luving me so strong.
Cradled within your arms, dancing to eternity's song.
Your soul I see, thru your eyes.
Tells me, we will be oh so right.
Eternally our luv will grow, shinning so bright.
Our hearts and souls, will seize their prize.
Each time we get lost, in each other's eyes.



Such an telling poem. Love it. Stay beautiful Lady V.
Title: Re: Victoria's Poetry Stop
Post by: pryzmsticv on October 06, 2016, 08:17:50 pm
Thank you my dear friends, I always luv to concede to the feelings in my mind that I read.😚 luv y'all
Title: Re: Victoria's Poetry Stop
Post by: pryzmsticv on October 06, 2016, 08:35:07 pm
NATURES' CRIME

All mysteries, thru out time.
Chastised, for being so sublime.
Beauty, is natures' crime.
The flowing beauties' view, effervescent is ov time.
Natures' beauty, will never be a crime.
Mother nature, owns her own time.
Visions to peruse, when taken to the prime.
Mystical finds, thru out mother natures time.
Title: Re: Victoria's Poetry Stop
Post by: pryzmsticv on October 06, 2016, 08:44:26 pm
CRIMSONS' TUNE

As crimson rushes thru, glowing the hue ov the moon.
Rivers silently flow, glistening as if it was immune.
Haunting to the mind, as if it was a beautiful tune.
Shadows play to the sign, ov the crimson moon.
Blazing up above high, is the crimson tune.
Title: Re: Victoria's Poetry Stop
Post by: pryzmsticv on October 06, 2016, 09:29:07 pm
INKED UPON THE PAGES

Let my words, frequently flow.
For I have, pages to show.
Memories of luvs, in the past.
With visions of those, I want to last.
Words ov content, with words ov reverent.
Always words, that carry my consent.
Words ov luv, that were beauty sent.
For I have, pages and pages to show.
Memories, ov my heart and soul.
Luv,that will forever grow.
Documented, thru out the world we know.
Inked upon, the pages I bestowed.
History, romance, decades to be told.
Ink upon the pages, carries the toll.
Title: Re: Victoria's Poetry Stop
Post by: Clay Death on October 06, 2016, 10:00:22 pm
CRIMSONS' TUNE

As crimson rushes thru, glowing the hue ov the moon.
Rivers silently flow, glistening as if it was immune.
Haunting to the mind, as if it was a beautiful tune.
Shadows play to the sign, ov the crimson moon.
Blazing up above high, is the crimson tune.


wow. fantastic additions lady V.

keep it rolling.


your poetry stop is celestial in every way.
Title: Re: Victoria's Poetry Stop
Post by: guest256 on October 07, 2016, 04:00:23 am
I love your latest poems.
Title: Re: Victoria's Poetry Stop
Post by: pryzmsticv on October 07, 2016, 10:23:08 pm
Thank you my dear friend, luv you😚
I love your latest poems.
Title: Re: Victoria's Poetry Stop
Post by: pryzmsticv on October 07, 2016, 10:25:45 pm
INVOKED TEARS

As I fly, playing music to your cry.
Will tears, create your fear.
Thru blinds I spy, do I hold it in.
Is it time for me to cry, or invoke the tears to stroke away.
To my dismay, many feelings come and go.
Crying is the way, to compensate for the pain to stow.
Even the anger, that's held had tow.
If time, was to pass away.
Would you then, make me say.
Will my life, ever pacify.
All those tears, for you that I have cried.
To know that when I fly, music becomes my cry.
Title: Re: Victoria's Poetry Stop
Post by: Clay Death on October 07, 2016, 10:48:12 pm
INKED UPON THE PAGES

Let my words, frequently flow.
For I have, pages to show.
Memories of luvs, in the past.
With visions of those, I want to last.
Words ov content, with words ov reverent.
Always words, that carry my consent.
Words ov luv, that were beauty sent.
For I have, pages and pages to show.
Memories, ov my heart and soul.
Luv,that will forever grow.
Documented, thru out the world we know.
Inked upon, the pages I bestowed.
History, romance, decades to be told.
Ink upon the pages, carries the toll.

wonderful prose lady V accompanied by sensational images.
Title: Re: Victoria's Poetry Stop
Post by: pryzmsticv on October 07, 2016, 11:15:33 pm
PROVOKED LUV

My mind, is so distant dear.
I need my visions, to commandeer.
Thought provoking, my heart has it's  fears.
As my soul, with luv perseveres.
Temptations casts me, into your soul.
Hesitations for the role, believes me to see.
Life's referees, it's rings around my soul.
Provoking ov my luv, not playing at the role.
With hearts' content, I believe in your soul.
Provoking my luv, has now become your role.
Title: Re: Victoria's Poetry Stop
Post by: pryzmsticv on October 07, 2016, 11:20:45 pm
Thank you my dear. I thought i would put the images, that provoke the words that I cast upon page.
Title: Re: Victoria's Poetry Stop
Post by: Divine Metamorphoses on October 07, 2016, 11:21:18 pm
Awesome new poems Lady V
Always great to see you sweetie
Sending you love ❤️
Title: Re: Victoria's Poetry Stop
Post by: pryzmsticv on October 09, 2016, 09:25:02 pm
Thank you lady, its good to finally be connecting the dots again. Haha luv ya😚
Title: Re: Victoria's Poetry Stop
Post by: Clay Death on October 09, 2016, 10:02:51 pm
PROVOKED LUV

My mind, is so distant dear.
I need my visions, to commandeer.
Thought provoking, my heart has it's  fears.
As my soul, with luv perseveres.
Temptations casts me, into your soul.
Hesitations for the role, believes me to see.
Life's referees, it's rings around my soul.
Provoking ov my luv, not playing at the role.
With hearts' content, I believe in your soul.
Provoking my luv, has now become your role.


sensational prose lady V and wonderful images that accompany them.


keep them coming.
Title: Re: Victoria's Poetry Stop
Post by: pryzmsticv on October 09, 2016, 10:20:11 pm
SWEET BITE

The softness of your hands, persevering thru out the night.
Caressing me with demand, with feelings oh so right.
Sweetness of your bite, nibbling away at my heart.
Sweet sensations, that never part.
Driving my passions, oh so wild.
With a seductive smile, my thoughts pursue.
In ways, of making luv to you.
Cascading thru the blue, hypnotic your haze.
Hotter to me, then a fantasy daze.
As if in a dream phase, bringing us back again.
To the softness of your hands, the sweetness of your bite.
Making luv, thru an eternities' night.
Title: Re: Victoria's Poetry Stop
Post by: pryzmsticv on October 09, 2016, 10:32:30 pm
LUV MISTS

Watching the mists, drift across the sand.
Wondering if time, will take it's stand.
Stretching out, to the transitioning mind.
Fragmented is the design, is the shores.
As the oceans, hollows out more.
Will the flowing waves, ever subside.
For you, to be lying by my side.
Engraved, with the beauty of our tide.
Title: Re: Victoria's Poetry Stop
Post by: pryzmsticv on October 09, 2016, 11:01:59 pm
SERENE BEAUTY

Visions to be seen, reflecting of my mind.
Balancing the serene, casting moments ov a time.
Cascading thru, with such heights.
Visually beautiful, are these sights.
Chiseling moments, ov these designs.
Ripples into, the imaginations mind.
Creations thru out, organization ov the blind.
Serenades music, ov mother natures times.
Title: Re: Victoria's Poetry Stop
Post by: Clay Death on October 09, 2016, 11:46:59 pm
absolutely remarkable prose lady V


magical poetry stop.

you bring words to life.
Title: Re: Victoria's Poetry Stop
Post by: RedDahlia on October 10, 2016, 09:41:39 am
Lady V, your words are profound and beautiful. Taking us to visions never seen before. Thank you for sharing such emotion.
Title: Re: Victoria's Poetry Stop
Post by: pryzmsticv on October 11, 2016, 09:41:51 pm
Thank you very much lady red, took along time you see. To find out my heart wasn't dead. Luv you😚
Title: Re: Victoria's Poetry Stop
Post by: pryzmsticv on October 11, 2016, 10:02:30 pm
FACETS OV TIME

Like the facets, ov my mind.
You in the rough, is hard to find.
Visually beautiful, is the sublime.
Good-looking, as a diamond refined.
Reflective, ov nature's design.
Charismatic, and one ov a kind.
Channeling with you, thru out this time.
Comfort ov your aura, a splendid blue.
As we walk thru, calming the tune.
You are, mother natures' Que.
My heart, my mind, and soul to you.
Reflecting the glow, as our luv shines thru.
Title: Re: Victoria's Poetry Stop
Post by: pryzmsticv on October 11, 2016, 10:57:41 pm
DARK MISTS

Thru the mists, loosing visions of you.
Yet the dark, will pull you thru.
This walk from afar, I see you.
I know who you are, luv at play.
Looking your way, my luv is to stay.
Wondering too, what I need to say.
Lonely would be my heart, without you.
This in your mind, you know is true.
Lost within our time, hidden within your mind.
In dark mists, me too, you will find.
Title: Re: Victoria's Poetry Stop
Post by: guest256 on October 12, 2016, 02:27:09 am
I love your latest poems.
Title: Re: Victoria's Poetry Stop
Post by: Divine Metamorphoses on October 13, 2016, 12:31:09 am
DARK MISTS

Thru the mists, loosing visions of you.
Yet the dark, will pull you thru.
This walk from afar, I see you.
I know who you are, luv at play.
Looking your way, my luv is to stay.
Wondering too, what I need to say.
Lonely would be my heart, without you.
This in your mind, you know is true.
Lost within our time, hidden within your mind.
In dark mists, me too, you will find.


Dark mists
Beautiful Lady V

Feel the aphotic soul 😘

Title: Re: Victoria's Poetry Stop
Post by: pryzmsticv on October 14, 2016, 10:12:28 pm
Thank you so much, my dear friend.
Dark likes to, take its command.😚
DARK MISTS

Thru the mists, loosing visions of you.
Yet the dark, will pull you thru.
This walk from afar, I see you.
I know who you are, luv at play.
Looking your way, my luv is to stay.
Wondering too, what I need to say.
Lonely would be my heart, without you.
This in your mind, you know is true.
Lost within our time, hidden within your mind.
In dark mists, me too, you will find.


Dark mists
Beautiful Lady V

Feel the aphotic soul 😘


Title: Re: Victoria's Poetry Stop
Post by: pryzmsticv on October 14, 2016, 10:23:59 pm
TIME TRANSLATED

Translating, the depth thru time.
Which is hidden, within the mind.
Transitioned, pieces ov my rhyme.
I'm sitting here, on my behind.
Trying to figure, how to recapture my mind.
Bits and pieces, need to be refined.
Chasing thru, the heart and grind.
Magical is my time, when I cast my rhymes.
Title: Re: Victoria's Poetry Stop
Post by: pryzmsticv on October 15, 2016, 12:54:17 am
REAPERS' LUV

My luv, has fallen it is true.
For the darkness, and his crew.
Luv forsakes, the dead and the new.
Thru the hell, that created you.
Created from above, I have fallen for luv.
With the dark, I fly with you.
Your the grimm reaper, this is true.
I am the dead, coming with you.
Together we will chase, souls ov the new.
Grimm you are not, as you shine thru.
Title: Re: Victoria's Poetry Stop
Post by: guest256 on October 15, 2016, 02:50:11 am
I love your latest poems.
Title: Re: Victoria's Poetry Stop
Post by: pryzmsticv on October 15, 2016, 11:20:05 pm
Thank you lady, sorry I haven't visited lately. But I will ge there. Luv you😚
I love your latest poems.
Title: Re: Victoria's Poetry Stop
Post by: pryzmsticv on October 15, 2016, 11:42:53 pm
MANIPULATED

I know those feelings, been there before.
Everyone wants to, walk out the door.
Don't know, what to feel.
Sometimes I think, luv isn't real.
Being manipulated, by the surreal.
Life in ways, you wish that you could repeal.
Diamonds that are real, come from the rough.
Mankind that does not feel, are always the tough.
Soft to the feel, when smoothed away.
Waiting, for that luv to stay.
Diamonds, luvs' concaves pay.
Title: Re: Victoria's Poetry Stop
Post by: guest256 on October 16, 2016, 06:20:19 am
You're welcome, Lady Victoria. I've been very busy of late too. I think your last poem is very good too.
Title: Re: Victoria's Poetry Stop
Post by: pryzmsticv on October 18, 2016, 11:01:38 pm
DREAMS' CONSENT

Let me, caress your mind.
Taking. Up, all ov your time.
Dreams, that were never meant.
Will take your soul, to a steep descent.
Feeling our luv, from deep within.
How far, we will want our luv grow.
Only you, will need to know.
Besides me, how far our luv will grow.
In our dreams, luv consents' with a glow.
If only life, didn't come and go.
As easy, as the water flows.
Maybe we could enjoy, Life's tolls.
Beautifully, as the river flows.
Title: Re: Victoria's Poetry Stop
Post by: Clay Death on October 18, 2016, 11:44:20 pm
TIME TRANSLATED

Translating, the depth thru time.
Which is hidden, within the mind.
Transitioned, pieces ov my rhyme.
I'm sitting here, on my behind.
Trying to figure, how to recapture my mind.
Bits and pieces, need to be refined.
Chasing thru, the heart and grind.
Magical is my time, when I cast my rhymes.

wonderful prose lady V.


keep it coming. it is beautiful.
Title: Re: Victoria's Poetry Stop
Post by: pryzmsticv on October 20, 2016, 04:13:56 am
Thank you my dear, my mind sometimes time sensitive.
Haha you know what I mean.😚
TIME TRANSLATED

Translating, the depth thru time.
Which is hidden, within the mind.
Transitioned, pieces ov my rhyme.
I'm sitting here, on my behind.
Trying to figure, how to recapture my mind.
Bits and pieces, need to be refined.
Chasing thru, the heart and grind.
Magical is my time, when I cast my rhymes.

wonderful prose lady V.


keep it coming. it is beautiful.
Title: Re: Victoria's Poetry Stop
Post by: pryzmsticv on October 20, 2016, 04:26:48 am
HEARTS TRAVEL

My heart, travels far and wide.
Looking for luvs, I hold deep inside.
Memories, will always be my pride.
Mine ov those feelings, will never die.
For in my heart, your luv resides.
Past times, seem to always coincide.
When the sun, refuses to shine.
Memories, come back to remind.
Ov those,wonderful and luving times.
Title: Re: Victoria's Poetry Stop
Post by: pryzmsticv on October 20, 2016, 04:50:42 am
POETRY OV PAIN

The scent ov the rain took a toll, with the essence of her pain.
Her poetry, took the blame.
Chasing the evidence, ov the insane.
Beautiful her restraints, cosmetic was her flame.
Damaging her luv, with the crimson stain.
Lifes pillaging, became her mundane.
Never will her life, be the same.
Until she is received, within his domain.
Timely creating, a luver gone insane.
Being in luv, with the crimson vein.
If life could wash away, all ov the pain.
Let it fly away, and not remain.
Presumptuous life, is slow, mundane.
Pain, it has no restraints.
Just a slight numbing, to never go away.
Let my luv, bathe in you my rain.
Title: Re: Victoria's Poetry Stop
Post by: guest256 on October 20, 2016, 05:59:40 am
I love your latest poems.
Title: Re: Victoria's Poetry Stop
Post by: RedDahlia on October 20, 2016, 09:20:31 am
HEARTS TRAVEL

My heart, travels far and wide.
Looking for luvs, I hold deep inside.
Memories, will always be my pride.
Mine ov those feelings, will never die.
For in my heart, your luv resides.
Past times, seem to always coincide.
When the sun, refuses to shine.
Memories, come back to remind.
Ov those,wonderful and luving times.

This is absolutely beautiful Lady V. Always love reading your poetry.
Title: Re: Victoria's Poetry Stop
Post by: pryzmsticv on October 23, 2016, 06:45:20 pm
Thank you lady red, greatly appreciated dear friend.😚
Title: Re: Victoria's Poetry Stop
Post by: pryzmsticv on October 23, 2016, 08:19:14 pm
HEARTS' FLOW

Hearts' fluently, flow off the page.
When flowing, ov the tears engaged.
Humbled to, the time of the age.
When casting words, was all the rage.
From kings and queens, comes the praise.
The normality, ov back in the day.
Words were, presented upon the stage.
Gallantly thru words, our lives will change.
Thru the voices, that are heard.
The presage, ov those eventful times.
Congeniality ov our lives, we to wish to engage.
Thru our words, we wish to place upon the page.
Title: Re: Victoria's Poetry Stop
Post by: pryzmsticv on October 23, 2016, 08:41:22 pm
CASTAWAY HEART

Wish my heart, could be in disguise.
Hiding away, from luvs' eyes.
Many proceedings, run thru my mind.
Evoking thoughts, ov many a kind.
Hindering my soul, castaway in luv to find.
Hence my heart, is in luv with a design.
My heart is collapsing, so is my mind.
Seizing to be, so very kind.
Mystifying is my time, with you upon my mind.
If I could just, hold you once or twice.
Tender to the touch, solemnness is aware.
Visions concedes, to the loneliness that cares.
Thus hence, what is true.
A castaway luv, that could be you.
Title: Re: Victoria's Poetry Stop
Post by: pryzmsticv on October 23, 2016, 09:48:39 pm
BLACK MOON

Black, is the moon tonight.
Beautiful, but not so bright.
Mystical ways, will be it's right.
Only seen, so many years to the next sight.
My heart, is trembling with excite.
Hearing the whispers, thru the moonlight.
When it comes to, being with you that night.
Practically magic, we will see.
As it comes, to visit you and me.
Haunting as it seeks, mystically we're insight.
Black moon, shadows ov it's invites'.
Title: Re: Victoria's Poetry Stop
Post by: Clay Death on October 23, 2016, 09:59:23 pm
DREAMS' CONSENT

Let me, caress your mind.
Taking. Up, all ov your time.
Dreams, that were never meant.
Will take your soul, to a steep descent.
Feeling our luv, from deep within.
How far, we will want our luv grow.
Only you, will need to know.
Besides me, how far our luv will grow.
In our dreams, luv consents' with a glow.
If only life, didn't come and go.
As easy, as the water flows.
Maybe we could enjoy, Life's tolls.
Beautifully, as the river flows.


sensational prose lady V.


keep it coming.
Title: Re: Victoria's Poetry Stop
Post by: Clay Death on October 23, 2016, 10:00:03 pm
HEARTS' FLOW

Hearts' fluently, flow off the page.
When flowing, ov the tears engaged.
Humbled to, the time of the age.
When casting words, was all the rage.
From kings and queens, comes the praise.
The normality, ov back in the day.
Words were, presented upon the stage.
Gallantly thru words, our lives will change.
Thru the voices, that are heard.
The presage, ov those eventful times.
Congeniality ov our lives, we to wish to engage.
Thru our words, we wish to place upon the page.


beautiful prose lady V.
Title: Re: Victoria's Poetry Stop
Post by: Clay Death on October 23, 2016, 10:00:54 pm
such a wonderful poetry stop.

Title: Re: Victoria's Poetry Stop
Post by: Clay Death on October 23, 2016, 10:16:23 pm
BLACK MOON

Black, is the moon tonight.
Beautiful, but not so bright.
Mystical ways, will be it's right.
Only seen, so many years to the next sight.
My heart, is trembling with excite.
Hearing the whispers, thru the moonlight.
When it comes to, being with you that night.
Practically magic, we will see.
As it comes, to visit you and me.
Haunting as it seeks, mystically we're insight.
Black moon, shadows ov it's invites'.

beautiful.
Title: Re: Victoria's Poetry Stop
Post by: pryzmsticv on October 24, 2016, 10:44:24 pm
Thank you my dear, I am glad you are enjoying them.😚
Title: Re: Victoria's Poetry Stop
Post by: pryzmsticv on October 24, 2016, 11:12:05 pm
ENROBED MIND

If my heart, could be there with you.
This is what, I would luv to do.
Let me, enrobe you with my mind.
Whispers ov my thoughts, will be devine.
You will be luved, by one of a kind.
This woman is yours, to luv in your mind.
Your dreams ov allure, peaceful and so fine.
With our souls realigned, Mi Amour.
My luv coincides, with your souls' pride.
Then we'll never, leave our hearts behind.
Luving you, will always be on my side.
Never will I let, my luv for you hide.
Title: Re: Victoria's Poetry Stop
Post by: pryzmsticv on October 24, 2016, 11:21:07 pm
CHAINS UNTOLD

To put me in chains, you cannot hold.
I am not, in anyone's control.
I shall fly, without ever being told.
I am the dark within, broken is my mold.
To the years, maximizing the fold.
Tender the time, history has been told.
Forever the chains, the meek becomes bold.
Dark is my mystery, as it unfolds.
Title: Re: Victoria's Poetry Stop
Post by: guest256 on October 25, 2016, 03:42:31 am
I think your latest poems are very good.
Title: Re: Victoria's Poetry Stop
Post by: Divine Metamorphoses on October 26, 2016, 08:26:26 pm
Great work Lady V
Most certainly proof of our beloved castor ov words

Love it!

~Divine
Title: Re: Victoria's Poetry Stop
Post by: pryzmsticv on October 28, 2016, 11:13:07 pm
Thank you my dears friends...
Together we make, literal and visual stand.
Progress is in our command. Luvs😚
Title: Re: Victoria's Poetry Stop
Post by: pryzmsticv on October 28, 2016, 11:26:38 pm
WHISPERS OV LUV

You are, the whispers in my ear.
The raindrops, when your heart is near.
As the words, roll off my tongue.
With your heart, I hope to continue on.
Words ov luv, I speak to you.
Only because, I knew they were true.
I AM Mesmerized, with your mind.
I know our luv, will takes it time.
You are, the whispers ov my mind.
Title: Re: Victoria's Poetry Stop
Post by: pryzmsticv on October 29, 2016, 02:12:02 am
LUVS' CAMPAIGN

Oh my luv, what can I say.
I luv you, more everyday.
Distance, does not have it's reigns.
My heart for you, I will campaign.
Never, will I give away a day.
I don't know, what I'm going to say.
All I know, what I feel is true.
Its going to be, something fantastic too.
Winning over your lifes, memories.
Looking into your eyes, the touch ov your face.
Letting you know, you I will never disgrace.
Your my heart, my soul, your my everyplace.
With you, you are my luving embrace.
My heart for you, my soul campaigns.
Title: Re: Victoria's Poetry Stop
Post by: guest256 on October 29, 2016, 04:50:01 am
You're welcome. I love your last poem too.
Title: Re: Victoria's Poetry Stop
Post by: Clay Death on October 29, 2016, 11:06:30 pm
LUVS' CAMPAIGN

Oh my luv, what can I say.
I luv you, more everyday.
Distance, does not have it's reigns.
My heart for you, I will campaign.
Never, will I give away a day.
I don't know, what I'm going to say.
All I know, what I feel is true.
Its going to be, something fantastic too.
Winning over your lifes, memories.
Looking into your eyes, the touch ov your face.
Letting you know, you I will never disgrace.
Your my heart, my soul, your my everyplace.
With you, you are my luving embrace.
My heart for you, my soul campaigns.


wonderful prose lady V.


Title: Re: Victoria's Poetry Stop
Post by: Clay Death on October 29, 2016, 11:07:21 pm
HEARTS' FLOW

Hearts' fluently, flow off the page.
When flowing, ov the tears engaged.
Humbled to, the time of the age.
When casting words, was all the rage.
From kings and queens, comes the praise.
The normality, ov back in the day.
Words were, presented upon the stage.
Gallantly thru words, our lives will change.
Thru the voices, that are heard.
The presage, ov those eventful times.
Congeniality ov our lives, we to wish to engage.
Thru our words, we wish to place upon the page.


wow.

fantastic. such beautiful prose.
Title: Re: Victoria's Poetry Stop
Post by: Clay Death on October 31, 2016, 11:50:06 am
(http://i1322.photobucket.com/albums/u572/spartacus120/camelot%20new-2/monday%20art-14_zpsyc4yyyh1.jpg) (http://s1322.photobucket.com/user/spartacus120/media/camelot%20new-2/monday%20art-14_zpsyc4yyyh1.jpg.html)
Title: Re: Victoria's Poetry Stop
Post by: pryzmsticv on November 02, 2016, 10:59:31 pm
Beautiful image my dear, kind ov matches my next poem. Haha thank you dear😚
(http://i1322.photobucket.com/albums/u572/spartacus120/camelot%20new-2/monday%20art-14_zpsyc4yyyh1.jpg) (http://s1322.photobucket.com/user/spartacus120/media/camelot%20new-2/monday%20art-14_zpsyc4yyyh1.jpg.html)
Title: Re: Victoria's Poetry Stop
Post by: Clay Death on November 02, 2016, 11:00:49 pm
Beautiful image my dear, kind ov matches my next poem. Haha thank you dear😚
(http://i1322.photobucket.com/albums/u572/spartacus120/camelot%20new-2/monday%20art-14_zpsyc4yyyh1.jpg) (http://s1322.photobucket.com/user/spartacus120/media/camelot%20new-2/monday%20art-14_zpsyc4yyyh1.jpg.html)


much obliged lady V.

glad you like it.
Title: Re: Victoria's Poetry Stop
Post by: pryzmsticv on November 02, 2016, 11:18:38 pm
VACANT SOUL

Every night, about this time.
Luv and loneliness, began to collide.
Stop for a moment, is it in my mind!
In my coffin, you may hide.
My heart bleeds for you, eternity thru.
Loneliness, does not pursue.
Our moments, become impromptu.
With your essence, blood to ensue.
Do I really have a heart, or am I pretending too.
When it comes to you, vacant is my soul.
What to say or do, I don't know.
My heart and mind, is filled with you.
This I know ov you, there is more too remember.
So to you, I so surrender.
With deep contempt, of the mind.
Heart and soul renders, for you are luvs' find.
Title: Re: Victoria's Poetry Stop
Post by: Divine Metamorphoses on November 03, 2016, 02:11:08 am
Vacant Soul
Eloquent
Thank you Lady V 😘
Title: Re: Victoria's Poetry Stop
Post by: pryzmsticv on November 05, 2016, 06:18:31 am
Thank you so much lady D😚
Vacant Soul
Eloquent
Thank you Lady V 😘
Title: Re: Victoria's Poetry Stop
Post by: pryzmsticv on November 05, 2016, 06:35:17 am
DEVOURED

Loneliness, will consume the heart.
Luv did part, devoured by the brain.
Breathless, is in the counterpart.
Time to be smart, soured is in the insane.
Cohesiveness', set within the veins.
To feel the pain, are the driving souls.
Luv consumes, what is free to depart.
Blinded by your mind, loosing my control.
Making luv to your soul, missing ov time.
Thru my mind, for you and me serenity.
Explicitly free, the soul eternity to find.
Thru the mind, ov that forsakes.
My reason to partake, bids it's loneliness.
Descended into dark, for hells' sake.
For all the beauty it can take, leave my mind to saturate.
Devoured, is our time.
Title: Re: Victoria's Poetry Stop
Post by: guest256 on November 05, 2016, 07:16:31 am
That's a  very good poem. Thank you very much for sharing.
Title: Re: Victoria's Poetry Stop
Post by: pryzmsticv on November 05, 2016, 07:20:06 am
SWEET EMBRACE

If only, time would concede.
To proceed, for luving hearts.
Living each other, is everything we seek.
To luv you my sweet, someday.
Easy our way, trust doesn't come.
Nor does it, fly into stay.
Giving your luv in everyway, is to trust.
What I should feel,tell me today.
Then I would know, that our luv is real.
Not understanding what to feel, pragmatic is my mind.
Softly and kind, I caress your face.
In your sweet embrace, will you take me there.
With your whole body dear, enrobing me.
Dissolving away, all ov my luvs' fears.
It would be oh so clear, our lives.
Encased within your sweet embrace.

Title: Re: Victoria's Poetry Stop
Post by: pryzmsticv on November 05, 2016, 05:24:03 pm
PAST LIGHTS

How the past, speaks to you and I.
Showing how, they laid down and died.
Even those, that tried to survive.
So in luv, in each others arms they cried.
Slowly together, being incased inside.
As hell flows, hearts with each other preside.
Laying in each others arms, in a dark descending plight.
If only, life didn't come and go.
As easy, as the hell that flows.
Maybe they could have, enjoyed Life's tolls.
Instead they chose, what was their right.
To lay down and die, instead ov fight.
In all courageous ways, luv carries it's lights.
Title: Re: Victoria's Poetry Stop
Post by: Clay Death on November 05, 2016, 10:22:07 pm
PAST LIGHTS

How the past, speaks to you and I.
Showing how, they laid down and died.
Even those, that tried to survive.
So in luv, in each others arms they cried.
Slowly together, being incased inside.
As hell flows, hearts with each other preside.
Laying in each others arms, in a dark descending plight.
If only, life didn't come and go.
As easy, as the hell that flows.
Maybe they could have, enjoyed Life's tolls.
Instead they chose, what was their right.
To lay down and die, instead ov fight.
In all courageous ways, luv carries it's lights.


sensational prose lady V.

keep it coming.
Title: Re: Victoria's Poetry Stop
Post by: pryzmsticv on November 09, 2016, 04:48:37 pm
SHATTERED PIECES

I sit and look, at myself in the mirror.
Is that me still in there, Iam wondering.
In the mirror, shattered are the pieces.
Reflected ov a time, that perseveres.
With visions ov my fears, I take command.
Looking at shattered pieces, I commandeered.
Broken pieces, ov my time.
Within my rhymes, I'm loosing me.
Memories, ov a different mind.
Casting fears, in that visual sea.
Shattered blind, pieces ov mirrored time.
Title: Re: Victoria's Poetry Stop
Post by: pryzmsticv on November 09, 2016, 07:19:25 pm
COBBLESTONE NIGHT

Dark is the night, as it creeps on in.
Creatures live on in, the shadows ov the light.
The loneliness sprite, is desperation ov the sin.
What it had once been, secretion is ov the plight.
Delusional is the fight, in the darkness to win.
The luv ov our sins, are in the beautiful rights.
Alley lights, chasing the cobblestone twins.
Peaceful to be in, are the fractured sights.
Whispers ov the blight, tenses from within.
Drifting softly across the skins, is s mist ov dark spite.
Creating haunting lights, from the ghostly violins.
Capricious is it's sins, flickering amongst it's candle bright.
Creeping in from the night, dark mists ov it's discipline.
Title: Re: Victoria's Poetry Stop
Post by: pryzmsticv on November 09, 2016, 08:03:52 pm
SHIELDS OV THE BLIND

Hiding within the darkness, ov my mind.
In medallions Ov time, being imprisoned.
Is our hearts, that have gone blind.
Looking from behind, visions go unseen.
Heralding from, our tempest times.
Darkest is the minds, hidden to be seen.
Wielding shield serene, ov times devine.
Title: Re: Victoria's Poetry Stop
Post by: Clay Death on November 09, 2016, 10:10:33 pm
COBBLESTONE NIGHT

Dark is the night, as it creeps on in.
Creatures live on in, the shadows ov the light.
The loneliness sprite, is desperation ov the sin.
What it had once been, secretion is ov the plight.
Delusional is the fight, in the darkness to win.
The luv ov our sins, are in the beautiful rights.
Alley lights, chasing the cobblestone twins.
Peaceful to be in, are the fractured sights.
Whispers ov the blight, tenses from within.
Drifting softly across the skins, is s mist ov dark spite.
Creating haunting lights, from the ghostly violins.
Capricious is it's sins, flickering amongst it's candle bright.
Creeping in from the night, dark mists ov it's discipline.


great prose lady V.


Title: Re: Victoria's Poetry Stop
Post by: Clay Death on November 09, 2016, 10:11:10 pm
SHIELDS OV THE BLIND

Hiding within the darkness, ov my mind.
In medallions Ov time, being imprisoned.
Is our hearts, that have gone blind.
Looking from behind, visions go unseen.
Heralding from, our tempest times.
Darkest is the minds, hidden to be seen.
Wielding shield serene, ov times devine.

wonderful prose.
Title: Re: Victoria's Poetry Stop
Post by: Clay Death on November 14, 2016, 09:46:52 pm
(http://i1322.photobucket.com/albums/u572/spartacus120/camelot%20new-2/daz%20ads-8_zpsxebd6u1a.jpg) (http://s1322.photobucket.com/user/spartacus120/media/camelot%20new-2/daz%20ads-8_zpsxebd6u1a.jpg.html)
Title: Re: Victoria's Poetry Stop
Post by: pryzmsticv on November 15, 2016, 12:05:57 am
Beautiful work my dear, thru life she does commandeer.
All visitors to come, visit us here.
Beautiful she stands so clear, ov her visions she sees to appear.
Thank you doll😚
Title: Re: Victoria's Poetry Stop
Post by: pryzmsticv on November 15, 2016, 01:28:43 am
MISTY NIGHTS

Essences that compile, from the dark.
Are the visions, ov which are in denial.
Senses reviled, are leveled by my time.
Passing's ov dark near, cast beyond the light.
From the misty nights, that approaching near.
Shadows ov fear, drifting thru our blight.
Whispers from pure delight, are the echoes of our despair.
Traveling thru a mystic flight, mists ov freezing air.
Dark to compare, for my haunt tonight.
Infinite fairs, as loneliness proceeds.
Tempered by the night, visions ov loftiness nears.
No difference ov it's fear, hell casts it's light.
Humbled by the fright, as teased by the tears.
Infatuated by the years, temptations ov the night.
Title: Re: Victoria's Poetry Stop
Post by: pryzmsticv on November 15, 2016, 01:44:56 am
CRESCENT RIGHTS

Crescent ov the night, magic is in the air.
Beautiful the pair, blacken by the eclipse blight.
Mystical is it's  right, visions will appear.
The beating ov the fear, is touching ov the pain.
The ivory peers, embedded deep.
Into the splendors, ov your skin.
Dripping ov the veins, crimson perseveres.
As the drips rain, explanatory is the sins.
With the taste ov your soul, with you I become complete.
No longer am I weak, I am now in control.
Title: Re: Victoria's Poetry Stop
Post by: Divine Metamorphoses on November 15, 2016, 10:42:02 pm
CRESCENT RIGHTS

Crescent ov the night, magic is in the air.
Beautiful the pair, blacken by the eclipse blight.
Mystical is it's  right, visions will appear.
The beating ov the fear, is touching ov the pain.
The ivory peers, embedded deep.
Into the splendors, ov your skin.
Dripping ov the veins, crimson perseveres.
As the drips rain, explanatory is the sins.
With the taste ov your soul, with you I become complete.
No longer am I weak, I am now in control.

Wonderful words and images Lady V
Title: Re: Victoria's Poetry Stop
Post by: pryzmsticv on November 18, 2016, 12:02:51 am
THANK YOU MY DEAR FRIEND.
😚 AS FRIENDS WE WILL STAY.
Title: Re: Victoria's Poetry Stop
Post by: Divine Metamorphoses on November 19, 2016, 01:41:25 am
THANK YOU MY DEAR FRIEND.
😚 AS FRIENDS WE WILL STAY.

Lady V
Gracefully
I am proud and honoured
To be your friend
Always
As a fellow castor of words
I've felt that connection

Much love and light
Title: Re: Victoria's Poetry Stop
Post by: Clay Death on November 20, 2016, 11:45:08 pm
(http://i1322.photobucket.com/albums/u572/spartacus120/cam%20ads-20_zps7ulpw2se.jpg) (http://s1322.photobucket.com/user/spartacus120/media/cam%20ads-20_zps7ulpw2se.jpg.html)
Title: Re: Victoria's Poetry Stop
Post by: Clay Death on November 20, 2016, 11:46:08 pm
MISTY NIGHTS

Essences that compile, from the dark.
Are the visions, ov which are in denial.
Senses reviled, are leveled by my time.
Passing's ov dark near, cast beyond the light.
From the misty nights, that approaching near.
Shadows ov fear, drifting thru our blight.
Whispers from pure delight, are the echoes of our despair.
Traveling thru a mystic flight, mists ov freezing air.
Dark to compare, for my haunt tonight.
Infinite fairs, as loneliness proceeds.
Tempered by the night, visions ov loftiness nears.
No difference ov it's fear, hell casts it's light.
Humbled by the fright, as teased by the tears.
Infatuated by the years, temptations ov the night.

sensational prose lady V.

keep them coming.
Title: Re: Victoria's Poetry Stop
Post by: pryzmsticv on November 21, 2016, 09:36:42 pm
HEARTS-N-SYNC

Even though I know, I'm not the heart you seek.
In a wink, if I could, I would, be there with you.
Our hearts would be true, if we were in sync.
As if I were a drink, then you would pour me.
You would be sipping, ov the sweet.
Let me lie, here next to you.
Making luv to ensue, within my dreams.
Oh Tastes supreme, sweets sips ov your kisses true.
Hypnotizes me to you, intoxicating luv sears.
On our dreams, our luv turn to tears.
Sweat sips, thru out the years.
Title: Re: Victoria's Poetry Stop
Post by: Clay Death on November 21, 2016, 09:48:41 pm
HEARTS-N-SYNC

Even though I know, I'm not the heart you seek.
In a wink, if I could, I would, be there with you.
Our hearts would be true, if we were in sync.
As if I were a drink, then you would pour me.
You would be sipping, ov the sweet.
Let me lie, here next to you.
Making luv to ensue, within my dreams.
Oh Tastes supreme, sweets sips ov your kisses true.
Hypnotizes me to you, intoxicating luv sears.
On our dreams, our luv turn to tears.
Sweat sips, thru out the years.


wonderful prose lady V.
Title: Re: Victoria's Poetry Stop
Post by: Clay Death on November 21, 2016, 09:57:29 pm
(http://i1322.photobucket.com/albums/u572/spartacus120/yellow%20rose-1_zpszqxxwpak.jpg) (http://s1322.photobucket.com/user/spartacus120/media/yellow%20rose-1_zpszqxxwpak.jpg.html)
Title: Re: Victoria's Poetry Stop
Post by: Clay Death on November 21, 2016, 09:58:01 pm
(http://i1322.photobucket.com/albums/u572/spartacus120/victoria%20poetry-1_zps4oe0va2m.jpg) (http://s1322.photobucket.com/user/spartacus120/media/victoria%20poetry-1_zps4oe0va2m.jpg.html)
Title: Re: Victoria's Poetry Stop
Post by: pryzmsticv on November 25, 2016, 09:22:31 pm
Just noticed this yesterday, the spinning swords.
A beautiful adornment, my dear.
Very cavalier with roses to appear.
Thank you my dear.😚
Title: Re: Victoria's Poetry Stop
Post by: pryzmsticv on November 25, 2016, 09:35:07 pm
LUVS' GLOW

Having, a beautiful day.
Shining your way, my light will be.
Glowing bright, on you to stay.
Another's way, I will never shine.
Just to be shining, somewhat may.
I am here with a ray, to carry you thru.
Oh to say, how would you ever know.
How visually I am, too and thro.
Words ov mine, that like to flow.
Watching, our luv grow.
Inked upon, the pages so fine.
Thru out your life, upon you I will shine.
Title: Re: Victoria's Poetry Stop
Post by: Clay Death on November 25, 2016, 10:10:27 pm
Just noticed this yesterday, the spinning swords.
A beautiful adornment, my dear.
Very cavalier with roses to appear.
Thank you my dear.😚

glad you like it lady V.
Title: Re: Victoria's Poetry Stop
Post by: Clay Death on November 25, 2016, 10:11:33 pm
LUVS' GLOW

Having, a beautiful day.
Shining your way, my light will be.
Glowing bright, on you to stay.
Another's way, I will never shine.
Just to be shining, somewhat may.
I am here with a ray, to carry you thru.
Oh to say, how would you ever know.
How visually I am, too and thro.
Words ov mine, that like to flow.
Watching, our luv grow.
Inked upon, the pages so fine.
Thru out your life, upon you I will shine.

wonderful prose.


keep it coming.
Title: Re: Victoria's Poetry Stop
Post by: pryzmsticv on November 25, 2016, 10:28:30 pm
Thank you my dear, plus I noticed too.
The goddess ov flames, shining the light from within.
Thank you dear, your fantasy perseveres.😚
Title: Re: Victoria's Poetry Stop
Post by: pryzmsticv on November 25, 2016, 10:42:22 pm
EXOTIC SWEETS

Had to say, my goodnights.
If in, the middle ov the night.
You feel, like theres been a bite.
Maybe it was me, in your dreams.
Nibbling on you, my sweet thing.
Exotic luvers, we could be.
You look, good enough to eat.
Sweet and exotic, is your mind.
When it comes, to hearts find.
With a soul, such as yours.
Open, is my hearts' door.
Forever when, you wish to ascend.
Come within, Mi Amour.
Title: Re: Victoria's Poetry Stop
Post by: guest256 on November 26, 2016, 01:53:05 am
That's a very good poem. Thank you very much for sharing.
Title: Re: Victoria's Poetry Stop
Post by: pryzmsticv on November 29, 2016, 10:43:21 pm
Thank you lady ann, greatly appreciated my friend.😚
Title: Re: Victoria's Poetry Stop
Post by: Clay Death on November 29, 2016, 11:10:41 pm
Thank you my dear, plus I noticed too.
The goddess ov flames, shining the light from within.
Thank you dear, your fantasy perseveres.😚


I am glad you like those goddess flames lady V.

Title: Re: Victoria's Poetry Stop
Post by: guest256 on November 30, 2016, 04:01:20 am
You're welcome, Lady Victoria.
Title: Re: Victoria's Poetry Stop
Post by: pryzmsticv on November 30, 2016, 10:38:09 pm
EYES OV ETERNITY

Oh I wish my eyes, could cast upon thee.
Hearts ov our eternity, my soul invites.
Embraced with insight, further I do see.
My soul, would come to you.
In the magic, ov a heartbeat.
Eyes ov eternity, compassing our souls.
Where our destiny, is in control.
Fate casts it's console, with magic it repeats.
If my heart was to concede to your soul.
Would you, hold on forever true.
... Or will I travel thru eternity, with out you.
Title: Re: Victoria's Poetry Stop
Post by: Divine Metamorphoses on December 01, 2016, 07:50:39 pm
Always wonderful expressions
Lady V

Love of words from your heart and soul

Poetria

Love & light

~Divine
Title: Re: Victoria's Poetry Stop
Post by: Clay Death on December 01, 2016, 09:38:30 pm
EYES OV ETERNITY

Oh I wish my eyes, could cast upon thee.
Hearts ov our eternity, my soul invites.
Embraced with insight, further I do see.
My soul, would come to you.
In the magic, ov a heartbeat.
Eyes ov eternity, compassing our souls.
Where our destiny, is in control.
Fate casts it's console, with magic it repeats.
If my heart was to concede to your soul.
Would you, hold on forever true.
... Or will I travel thru eternity, with out you.


sensational prose lady V.
Title: Re: Victoria's Poetry Stop
Post by: Clay Death on December 01, 2016, 11:04:03 pm
(http://i1322.photobucket.com/albums/u572/spartacus120/victoria%20promo%20ads-3_zpston1ixdi.jpg) (http://s1322.photobucket.com/user/spartacus120/media/victoria%20promo%20ads-3_zpston1ixdi.jpg.html)
Title: Re: Victoria's Poetry Stop
Post by: pryzmsticv on December 03, 2016, 09:57:43 pm
Beautiful work dear, the lady warrior that perseveres.
Thank you dear😚
Title: Re: Victoria's Poetry Stop
Post by: pryzmsticv on December 03, 2016, 10:17:39 pm
WHISPERS' TOUCH

I hear your whispers, thru my mind.
Echoing repeatedly, thru the night.
Softly touching, without respite.
Each thought, within my mind.
My heart, searches to be fulfilled.
With my luv, ov your soul to instill.
Patiently I wait, your heart is real.
Soft thoughts that reveal, gathers thru my mind.
All ov the time, ov missing you.
I am bewitched, by your mind.
I soon will find, within your heart.
Collaborated, our luv will bind.
Thru out time, your whispers I will hear.
In my heart and soul, I will travel far and wide.
There isn't a place ov your heart, that can hide.

Title: Re: Victoria's Poetry Stop
Post by: Clay Death on December 03, 2016, 10:58:13 pm
Beautiful work dear, the lady warrior that perseveres.
Thank you dear😚

much obliged lady V.


glad you are enjoying the sights and sounds of Camelot.
Title: Re: Victoria's Poetry Stop
Post by: Clay Death on December 03, 2016, 10:59:05 pm
WHISPERS' TOUCH

I hear your whispers, thru my mind.
Echoing repeatedly, thru the night.
Softly touching, without respite.
Each thought, within my mind.
My heart, searches to be fulfilled.
With my luv, ov your soul to instill.
Patiently I wait, your heart is real.
Sift thoughts that reveal, gathers thru my mind.
All ov the time, ov missing you.
I am bewitched, by your mind.
I soon will find, within your heart.
Collaborated, our luv will bind.
Thru out time, your whispers I will hear.
In my heart and soul, I will travel far and wide.
There isn't a place ov your heart, that can hide.


beautiful prose lady V.


simply wonderful.

keep them coming.
Title: Re: Victoria's Poetry Stop
Post by: pryzmsticv on December 06, 2016, 12:24:05 am
MUSIC'S SOUL

There is no tune, that you could play.
That could take, my soul away.
Thru out me, the music plays.
Even when I sleep, I hear the melodies.
Rhymes that play, to your heart beats.
Visually they rage, visually they see.
Playing your rhythms, thru out me.
How the music, dances so free.
My heart is heavy, when it holds to the song.
The beat plays thru, the whole night long.
Beautiful how the music, speaks thru me.
FLOWING BEAUTIFULLY....
Title: Re: Victoria's Poetry Stop
Post by: Clay Death on December 07, 2016, 10:17:33 pm
MUSIC'S SOUL

There is no tune, that you could play.
That could take, my soul away.
Thru out me, the music plays.
Even when I sleep, I hear the melodies.
Rhymes that play, to your heart beats.
Visually they rage, visually they see.
Playing your rhythms, thru out me.
How the music, dances so free.
My heart is heavy, when it holds to the song.
The beat plays thru, the whole night long.
Beautiful how the music, speaks thru me.
FLOWING BEAUTIFULLY....


beautiful lady V.

keep it coming.
Title: Re: Victoria's Poetry Stop
Post by: Clay Death on December 07, 2016, 10:17:47 pm
(http://i1322.photobucket.com/albums/u572/spartacus120/victoria%20advertising-1_zpsuatjwfbj.jpg) (http://s1322.photobucket.com/user/spartacus120/media/victoria%20advertising-1_zpsuatjwfbj.jpg.html)
Title: Re: Victoria's Poetry Stop
Post by: pryzmsticv on December 08, 2016, 06:02:28 am
She is a woman aglow, with the powers of luv she bestows.
With her heart and soul, our visions will control.
Thank you my dear, let our luv ov Camelot persevere.
Title: Re: Victoria's Poetry Stop
Post by: pryzmsticv on December 08, 2016, 09:21:32 pm
CONFESSIONS

Confessions, ov A different kind.
Blazing rapid, thru the mind.
With the taste, ov the blind.
Focused blame, upon the tongue.
Feelings that once, the souls have sung.
Banished for my sins, had just begun.
Shattered is the pain, amongst the rain that stung.
We know that, life has began.
Even if the souls, would just allow it in
Life could be, with beauty again.
Battling with, the vipers within.
Confessions ov a sin.
Title: Re: Victoria's Poetry Stop
Post by: Clay Death on December 08, 2016, 09:23:46 pm
that is sensational lady V.

awesome image too.


wow.



keep it rolling.
Title: Re: Victoria's Poetry Stop
Post by: pryzmsticv on December 09, 2016, 02:14:44 am
Thank you my dear. When I saw the image, I knew it was  perfect.
that is sensational lady V.

awesome image too.


wow.



keep it rolling.
Title: Re: Victoria's Poetry Stop
Post by: Clay Death on December 10, 2016, 06:55:38 pm
(http://i1322.photobucket.com/albums/u572/spartacus120/spartan%20images/flowers-11_zpszgrfbxww.jpg) (http://s1322.photobucket.com/user/spartacus120/media/spartan%20images/flowers-11_zpszgrfbxww.jpg.html)
Title: Re: Victoria's Poetry Stop
Post by: pryzmsticv on December 11, 2016, 10:58:35 pm
Beautiful are the roses dear, CAMELOT'S premiere.
Title: Re: Victoria's Poetry Stop
Post by: pryzmsticv on December 11, 2016, 11:16:07 pm
NAIVE

I forgot how naive, I could sometimes be.
What's. My problem, I don't know.
I think, I'm in a world ov slow.
With the invasiveness, ov my mind.
My heart is stealing, my thoughts blind.
Coercing visual time, and placating my mind.
Naive can be devine, but sometimes not so fine.
Playing tricks, with my heart and time.
My being naive, has perpetrated my mind.
Feeling now, so confined.
Sometimes naive, we'll always be what we find.
Naively to everything, I become blind.
Title: Re: Victoria's Poetry Stop
Post by: Clay Death on December 13, 2016, 08:09:28 am
NAIVE

I forgot how naive, I could sometimes be.
What's. My problem, I don't know.
I think, I'm in a world ov slow.
With the invasiveness, ov my mind.
My heart is stealing, my thoughts blind.
Coercing visual time, and placating my mind.
Naive can be devine, but sometimes not so fine.
Playing tricks, with my heart and time.
My being naive, has perpetrated my mind.
Feeling now, so confined.
Sometimes naive, we'll always be what we find.
Naively to everything, I become blind.


wonderful prose lady V.
Title: Re: Victoria's Poetry Stop
Post by: Clay Death on December 13, 2016, 11:05:25 pm
CONFESSIONS

Confessions, ov A different kind.
Blazing rapid, thru the mind.
With the taste, ov the blind.
Focused blame, upon the tongue.
Feelings that once, the souls have sung.
Banished for my sins, had just begun.
Shattered is the pain, amongst the rain that stung.
We know that, life has began.
Even if the souls, would just allow it in
Life could be, with beauty again.
Battling with, the vipers within.
Confessions ov a sin.


wonderful prose lady V.
Title: Re: Victoria's Poetry Stop
Post by: pryzmsticv on December 19, 2016, 06:41:02 pm
MYSTICAL FOREST

Mystically, the forest comes alive.
As if it had been dyed, colorful the hues.
Like a magical mist, ov the fairy sprites.
Giggling, with beautiful delight.
Flickering, thru out the night.
Mystical and magical, are the forest lights.
As they fly, casting such glow.
Putting on, their colorful show.
Mystical, the forests are a glow.
Title: Re: Victoria's Poetry Stop
Post by: Clay Death on December 19, 2016, 11:02:30 pm
beautiful prose lady V.

keep them coming.
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Post by: pryzmsticv on December 20, 2016, 02:39:30 pm
THE ESS POEM

My soul, is all confused.
UPS and downs, even emptiness.
All around, I must confess.
Sometimes, there's loneliness.
Sometimes, full ov happiness.
Have I said all of the esses,
...but I haven't said the word bless.
I'll get there yet, but with no regrets.
Lessons learned, with such finesse.
There goes, another ess.
So many, that I accrue.
What could I do, a poem I guess.
All about, the words with ess.
Now I have, made some progress.
I've become, a big mess.
I must confess, I've become a big ess.
Wouldn't you say, this is a success.
Title: Re: Victoria's Poetry Stop
Post by: pryzmsticv on December 20, 2016, 03:25:48 pm
LIFE'S RHYTHMS

The tunes I hear, the voices that disappear.
Songs come back, to persevere.
With every rhythm, that gets hacked.
They come back, to inspire you dear.
With loneliness, you feel the pain.
With music, it becomes mundane.
Luv will come, to you again.
With the melodies, that you strum.
Beautifully, life will come back.
In life's ventures, we carry on.
Thru the, rhythms ov the song.
Life goes on, thru music strong.
Title: Re: Victoria's Poetry Stop
Post by: pryzmsticv on December 20, 2016, 11:02:53 pm
TODAY'S PLAY

How, are you today.
Is your, mind at play.
My mind imagines, you in every way.
So my dreams, are never mundane.
In my heart, you will always stay.
Sweet kisses, for you today.
Title: Re: Victoria's Poetry Stop
Post by: pryzmsticv on December 20, 2016, 11:19:12 pm
Very mystical and magical, with the imagination ov fantastic visions my dear.
So beautifully planned out and executed doll.
Thank you so very much, for the time and attention invested in it dear.😚 luv you
Title: Re: Victoria's Poetry Stop
Post by: Clay Death on December 21, 2016, 12:19:59 am
Very mystical and magical, with the imagination ov fantastic visions my dear.
So beautifully planned out and executed doll.
Thank you so very much, for the time and attention invested in it dear.😚 luv you


much obliged for the kind remarks lady V.



I am glad you are enjoying your new super sig. it is mystical, colorful, and magical indeed.
Title: Re: Victoria's Poetry Stop
Post by: pryzmsticv on December 24, 2016, 06:50:39 pm
COHESIVE TIME

Cohesive, thru out time.
Are our, most spiritual mimes.
Planting thoughts, to lead you right.
Never telling you, what to do.
Just showing you, how too.
Protecting you, from the wrong.
Believing in you, to be the strong.
Thru life, you will travel along.
Spiritual mimes, sing their songs.
Title: Re: Victoria's Poetry Stop
Post by: Clay Death on December 24, 2016, 08:26:11 pm
COHESIVE TIME

Cohesive, thru out time.
Are our, most spiritual mimes.
Planting thoughts, to lead you right.
Never telling you, what to do.
Just showing you, how too.
Protecting you, from the wrong.
Believing in you, to be the strong.
Thru life, you will travel along.
Spiritual mimes, sing their songs.

beautiful prose lady V.


keep them coming.
Title: Re: Victoria's Poetry Stop
Post by: pryzmsticv on December 24, 2016, 11:12:06 pm
RESTLESS HEART

Haven't been, able to sleep.
Since you've been, present in my heart.
So the sleep and I, have been far apart.
My mind is lingering, within your soul.
With all of the visions, I have Ov you.
With dreams that marry, thru out the night.
Luving me, without respite.
Having a good day, and then a goodnight.
Let me sleep within, the warmth ov your heart.
Title: Re: Victoria's Poetry Stop
Post by: pryzmsticv on December 24, 2016, 11:29:48 pm
SKY ILLUSIONS

Thru the sky's Ov blue, shredded are the winds ov time.
Echoes the voices, that tear thru.
Wondering if their, mistaken choices.
Illusions are, the whispers that we hear.
Visionary to be, are the voices that we see.
Cast upon are the echoes, the hallows the sound.
The knowledge is, ov knowing they are near.
Thru the skys ov blue, the visions ov luv and life.
In the winds' whispers, that carry them thru.
Title: Re: Victoria's Poetry Stop
Post by: Divine Metamorphoses on December 25, 2016, 07:11:08 pm
Merry Christmas my wonderful soul sister and fellow Poetria

Keep creating from your heart and soul

Your love of words connects with us n makes us whole

Love you Lady V 😘💖
Title: Re: Victoria's Poetry Stop
Post by: pryzmsticv on December 28, 2016, 08:55:02 pm
Thank you my dear friend, I hope your Xmas was a joyous time.
With the new year starting, a book ov new rhymes.
This within your life ov being, the most fabulous Devine.
Luv you lady D 😚
Title: Re: Victoria's Poetry Stop
Post by: pryzmsticv on December 28, 2016, 09:18:13 pm
HOW THE HEART SPEAKS

If luv could cast, a million dreams.
Then all, I would ever want to do.
Is sleep, my whole life thru.
Oh how my heart, speaks out.
How much, I am missing you.
Our souls are fondling, this is so true
Even though, I am so far away from you.
Memories, to thine heart be true.
My heart, will always luv you.
I will never let you, go thru life alone.
For your heart, is my home.
Thru our dreams, forever we will roam.
Climaxing thru my mind, with the serenity ov you thru time.
Title: Re: Victoria's Poetry Stop
Post by: pryzmsticv on December 28, 2016, 09:48:58 pm
DISAPPEARED

Thru time, beliefs have frailled.
To be compelled, by the vampires.
Tales ov tales, and none were spelled.
Curtailed, ov visions perceived.
Those received, are the new and past.
There is nothing new, with those bereaved.
To be dead believed, many go missing.
Have they been seized, with no bodies to see.
To memories, that once were there.
Where they've gone, they have disappeared.
Vampires, could tell the tales.
.....but then it would end their thrills.
Then gone, would be your chills.
Title: Re: Victoria's Poetry Stop
Post by: pryzmsticv on December 29, 2016, 05:04:21 pm
DREAMS INSPIRATION

Good morning light, I wish for you.
Sweet are our hearts, beautiful delight.
Your shining bright, I would like to be.
A friendship, that is so right.
My heart will inspire, in your dreams.
Heating up, your heart with fire.
Will you deeply, admire me.
Our friendship too luv, alot brighter.
I shall retire, being held within your arms.
In my dreams, I will dream ov you.
Myself you will desire, in the heart of your dreams.
Beautiful our hearts, we will pursue
Thru bad or good, we will always be near.
Let the stars shine, in the night so clear.
For in our dreams, our luv is much higher.

Title: Re: Victoria's Poetry Stop
Post by: Clay Death on December 31, 2016, 08:40:30 am
HOW THE HEART SPEAKS

If luv could cast, a million dreams.
Then all, I would ever want to do.
Is sleep, my whole life thru.
Oh how my heart, speaks out.
How much, I am missing you.
Our souls are fondling, this is so true
Even though, I am so far away from you.
Memories, to thine heart be true.
My heart, will always luv you.
I will never let you, go thru life alone.
For your heart, is my home.
Thru our dreams, forever we will roam.
Climaxing thru my mind, with the serenity ov you thru time.


wonderful prose lady V.
Title: Re: Victoria's Poetry Stop
Post by: Clay Death on January 02, 2017, 05:43:00 pm
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Title: Re: Victoria's Poetry Stop
Post by: Divine Metamorphoses on January 03, 2017, 12:23:05 am
HOW THE HEART SPEAKS

If luv could cast, a million dreams.
Then all, I would ever want to do.
Is sleep, my whole life thru.
Oh how my heart, speaks out.
How much, I am missing you.
Our souls are fondling, this is so true
Even though, I am so far away from you.
Memories, to thine heart be true.
My heart, will always luv you.
I will never let you, go thru life alone.
For your heart, is my home.
Thru our dreams, forever we will roam.
Climaxing thru my mind, with the serenity ov you thru time.


Happy New Year Lady V
Beautiful this touched my heart
Thank you
Love you ❤️
Title: Re: Victoria's Poetry Stop
Post by: pryzmsticv on January 08, 2017, 07:13:09 pm
Thank you so much lady D, with great appreciation.a happy new year to you too, my friend.😚
Title: Re: Victoria's Poetry Stop
Post by: pryzmsticv on January 08, 2017, 07:26:55 pm
WHIRLWINDS

My mind, is in a whirlwind today.
Being tossed about, in many ways.
How the wind, whirls around me.
Time and time again, where in the hell do I end.
Round & round out and in, I don't know.
My mind is in a spin, spiraling about too and thro.
Cast about, thru the thoughts from within.
Crumbling too, the many pieces ov you.
When life consents,  luv comes blowing back thru.
To the normal ascent, luv accrues.
Sometime in the future, my luv you will pursue.
Cast out will be, the shadows ov doubt.
From the winds, ov the devout.
Title: Re: Victoria's Poetry Stop
Post by: Clay Death on January 08, 2017, 07:53:31 pm
WHIRLWINDS

My mind, is in a whirlwind today.
Being tossed about, in many ways.
How the wind, whirls around me.
Time and time again, where in the hell do I end.
Round & round out and in, I don't know.
My mind is in a spin, spiraling about too and thro.
Cast about, thru the thoughts from within.
Crumbling too, the many pieces ov you.
When life consents,  luv comes blowing back thru.
To the normal ascent, luv accrues.
Sometime in the future, my luv you will pursue.
Cast out will be, the shadows ov doubt.
From the winds, ov the devout.


wonderful prose lady V.
Title: Re: Victoria's Poetry Stop
Post by: pryzmsticv on January 08, 2017, 09:21:34 pm
REFLECTIONS OV A GLOW

Reflections, playing with your hair.
Your handsomeness, glowing everywhere.
A deluge ov luv, pouring out ov you.
With the warmth, ov your heart to ensue.
Quickens the beat, when close to me.
Softly your breath, when kissing my neck.
Lowering me gently, down upon my back.
Undressing me, with your words.
Camouflaged luv, to be learned.
Pages and pages, ov words I see.
Your romance, cradles my mind divinely.
Visions ov our hearts, as reversed it is to be.
Never, will my luv deceive.
Our hearts receive, the feelings ov the night.
Congestive ways, ov the heart insight.
Reprieves', within what's so right.
Glistening from your light, your reflecting my luv so bright.
Title: Re: Victoria's Poetry Stop
Post by: pryzmsticv on January 08, 2017, 09:37:33 pm
LONELY HEARTS

During the day, lonely hearts are at play.
At night, the hearts become castaways.
As life passes me by, loneliness is the tears that cry.
Always being mesmerized, ov the feelings I hold inside.
To my loneliness, I do pray.
That someday, I'll cry to live my way.
Luving my own, with him in my heart to stay.
Cascading thru time, with the trinity ov my mind.
Hearts that remind, lonely is the mime.
Title: Re: Victoria's Poetry Stop
Post by: Clay Death on January 08, 2017, 09:39:58 pm
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Title: Re: Victoria's Poetry Stop
Post by: pryzmsticv on January 08, 2017, 09:53:09 pm
Beautifully my dear, how your mind works.
Amazes me, with your imagination how it lurks.
Within our minds, knowing what to find.
Thank you my dear😚
Title: Re: Victoria's Poetry Stop
Post by: Clay Death on January 08, 2017, 09:57:38 pm
Beautifully my dear, how your mind works.
Amazes me, with your imagination how it lurks.
Within our minds, knowing what to find.
Thank you my dear😚


much obliged for the kind remarks lady V.


you are most welcome.
Title: Re: Victoria's Poetry Stop
Post by: Clay Death on January 08, 2017, 09:57:55 pm
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Title: Re: Victoria's Poetry Stop
Post by: pryzmsticv on January 08, 2017, 10:08:15 pm
CASTLE CREATURES

Thru the Forrest, the castle whispers ov it's blight.
Where the echoes, do leave its sight.
Creatures ov the night, hide to blend within.
Features ov their plight, haunted by their whim.
The mind today, is dark and deep within.
Watch out, for the little minions.
Depraved, they might become your sin.
Skittering around, when they have seen none.
Mentally, you have now become undone.
Title: Re: Victoria's Poetry Stop
Post by: pryzmsticv on January 08, 2017, 10:29:36 pm
PETALS OV LACE

So fine to see, the petals thru.
Delicately the balance, ov my luv for you.
Finally the challenge, ov the touch ov blue.
Cascading the vines, all the way thru.
Sweetly to say, the way they ensue.
The most mesmerizing, colors ov you.
Just as if your, touch ov luv was to pursue.
Softly the petals Ov lace, ly for you.
Together beautifully, the bonding hues.
Title: Re: Victoria's Poetry Stop
Post by: Clay Death on January 08, 2017, 10:41:45 pm
CASTLE CREATURES

Thru the Forrest, the castle whispers ov it's blight.
Where the echoes, do leave its sight.
Creatures ov the night, hide to blend within.
Features ov their plight, haunted by their whim.
The mind today, is dark and deep within.
Watch out, for the little minions.
Depraved, they might become your sin.
Skittering around, when they have seen none.
Mentally, you have now become undone.


wonderful prose lady V.
Title: Re: Victoria's Poetry Stop
Post by: pryzmsticv on January 16, 2017, 11:28:50 pm
SOULS FLY AWAY
(dedicated to my aunt Joan 1939-2017)

My heart, is at a low today.
My aunt, is slowly slipping away.
Cancer, is getting its way.
Taking, another life to stay.
Oh the feelings, wishing them to cast away.
I wish I could, rip my heart out today.
Then no longer, could I feel the pain.

Having another, hard day today.
My mind, doesn't want to play.
Instead, it wants to runaway.
Hiding, from the pain.
Loosing the fight, to it's claim.
Bringing sadness, into my life's way.
All I can do, is pray.
That they'll leave, gently on their way.

My heart is feeling, empty again.
How I hate, that domain.
Everytime, I loose someone.
Back to, this place again.
Why can't, the pain abstain.
When their souls, have flown away.
Heaven gets, another angel today.
Title: Re: Victoria's Poetry Stop
Post by: pryzmsticv on January 16, 2017, 11:46:49 pm
MINDS CREATURES

Whispers creates time, from the monsters of our mind.
Destined to haunt, thru out mankind.
Whimsical creatures, doing fractured demise.
Dark features, welcome to hell revised.
So many times, have I defied.
The monsters, within my mind.
Beautiful, they have become to me.
Now I let, my creatures feed.
In the dark, alone they need.
Title: Re: Victoria's Poetry Stop
Post by: Clay Death on January 18, 2017, 01:57:40 pm
SOULS FLY AWAY
(dedicated to my aunt Joan 1939-2017)

My heart, is at a low today.
My aunt, is slowly slipping away.
Cancer, is getting its way.
Taking, another life to stay.
Oh the feelings, wishing them to cast away.
I wish I could, rip my heart out today.
Then no longer, could I feel the pain.

Having another, hard day today.
My mind, doesn't want to play.
Instead, it wants to runaway.
Hiding, from the pain.
Loosing the fight, to it's claim.
Bringing sadness, into my life's way.
All I can do, is pray.
That they'll leave, gently on their way.

My heart is feeling, empty again.
How I hate, that domain.
Everytime, I loose someone.
Back to, this place again.
Why can't, the pain abstain.
When their souls, have flown away.
Heaven gets, another angel today.


nice prose lady V.



very sorry for your loss.
Title: Re: Victoria's Poetry Stop
Post by: Clay Death on January 19, 2017, 09:28:15 pm
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Title: Re: Victoria's Poetry Stop
Post by: pryzmsticv on January 20, 2017, 06:40:09 am
 BLEEDING HEARTS FAME

Bleeding hearts, beautiful to their name.
Not to the true, is the words ov the same.
Tales ov flowers, thru years remain.
Luv denied, but once again reclaimed.
Tales unfold, ov hearts bled to fame.
Each color that it holds, is to blame.
With each color, tales were not tame.
Beautiful are the hues, that remain.
Sadly, with each life it has claimed.
Bleeding hearts, cannot claim the blame.
Title: Re: Victoria's Poetry Stop
Post by: pryzmsticv on January 20, 2017, 07:28:46 am
DEPRESSION TEARS

Sometimes I feel, like I need to cry.
Dont know why, it's just deep inside.
Not depressed, my heart just takes a sigh.
Whispers to itself, and says goodnight.
Oh my mind, how it has grown tired.
Distant is the thoughts, to impart.
Depression at the start, comes and goes.
This I know, luving it everyway.
Meds no meds, come what may.
It makes me, who I am today.
.... And I am here to stay.

Never hurts to cry,  cleanses control.
Depression consoles, those tears in your eyes.
As to runaway, from the tracks ov tears that I ly.
My heart anticipates, the lonely time that it awaits.
Resonating thru it's pain, the soul hesitates.
Following, the tracks ov our fate.


Title: Re: Victoria's Poetry Stop
Post by: Divine Metamorphoses on January 20, 2017, 01:10:43 pm
SOULS FLY AWAY
(dedicated to my aunt Joan 1939-2017)

My heart, is at a low today.
My aunt, is slowly slipping away.
Cancer, is getting its way.
Taking, another life to stay.
Oh the feelings, wishing them to cast away.
I wish I could, rip my heart out today.
Then no longer, could I feel the pain.

Having another, hard day today.
My mind, doesn't want to play.
Instead, it wants to runaway.
Hiding, from the pain.
Loosing the fight, to it's claim.
Bringing sadness, into my life's way.
All I can do, is pray.
That they'll leave, gently on their way.

My heart is feeling, empty again.
How I hate, that domain.
Everytime, I loose someone.
Back to, this place again.
Why can't, the pain abstain.
When their souls, have flown away.
Heaven gets, another angel today.

Sweetest Lady V
My deepest condolences to thee
Your beautiful angel was called back home
Love you feel will always be reciprocated
Much love and light

Title: Re: Victoria's Poetry Stop
Post by: Divine Metamorphoses on January 20, 2017, 01:12:47 pm
Lady V
I will add you and your angel to my prayers when I light candles for those who have transitioned home

Many blessings always sweet soul😘
Title: Re: Victoria's Poetry Stop
Post by: Tiina on January 20, 2017, 07:21:20 pm
Hey, lady Victoria !! So beautiful poems, touches my heart and soul very deeply and this so beautiful image, it´s magical, and so beautiful colors !! I love your Poetry Stop so beautiful and peaceful place, you have !! I´ll be back very soon and read more of your  spectacular poems ! Thank you.
Title: Re: Victoria's Poetry Stop
Post by: pryzmsticv on January 23, 2017, 02:35:48 pm
PAINTERS EYE

Slowly the water shades, ov colors  in parade.
Thru the visions, that we see.
The beautiful, is then conceived.
Pantomimed, thru a different stroke.
Scenes devine, a brush uncloaks.
A painters' demise, a wonder seen thru their eyes.
Beauty is in, the beholders' surprise.
As a painter so wise, thru the strokes from within.
Never the visions pale, beautiful to have arisen.
Title: Re: Victoria's Poetry Stop
Post by: pryzmsticv on January 23, 2017, 02:39:03 pm
Hey, lady Victoria !! So beautiful poems, touches my heart and soul very deeply and this so beautiful image, it´s magical, and so beautiful colors !! I love your Poetry Stop so beautiful and peaceful place, you have !! I´ll be back very soon and read more of your  spectacular poems ! Thank you.
Thank you so much, my poetry is Ov my misery, sadness, luv, and lesson that I have learned.
Many times, it is feelings held with my soul.
Title: Re: Victoria's Poetry Stop
Post by: pryzmsticv on January 23, 2017, 02:49:14 pm
Lady V
I will add you and your angel to my prayers when I light candles for those who have transitioned home

Many blessings always sweet soul😘
Thank you my dear friend, for such a beautiful reverent send off.
My heart is finally, coming to a pale understandment, ov the image with life is death.
Also dear, this is something that will always be me. My heart & soul turns their back too know one.
If I was to ever do so, then my lessons learned thru out my life, would be Ov no value. I WOULD NOT BE TRUE TO MYSELF.  Luv ya lady D My dear friend.😚  ov this you will never have to worry.
Title: Re: Victoria's Poetry Stop
Post by: Divine Metamorphoses on January 23, 2017, 11:56:25 pm
Lady V
I will add you and your angel to my prayers when I light candles for those who have transitioned home

Many blessings always sweet soul😘
Thank you my dear friend, for such a beautiful reverent send off.
My heart is finally, coming to a pale understandment, ov the image with life is death.
Also dear, this is something that will always be me. My heart & soul turns their back too know one.
If I was to ever do so, then my lessons learned thru out my life, would be Ov no value. I WOULD NOT BE TRUE TO MYSELF.  Luv ya lady D My dear friend.😚  ov this you will never have to worry.

Thank you Lady V!
Love you sweet soul.
Misunderstandings happen, I too am here for you and protective!

Always here for you Lady V
Grateful for you always...
God bless you 😘♥️
Title: Re: Victoria's Poetry Stop
Post by: pryzmsticv on January 25, 2017, 10:41:29 pm
Thank you lady D, an I for you, as most good friends do.
Luv ya😚
Title: Re: Victoria's Poetry Stop
Post by: pryzmsticv on January 26, 2017, 12:09:24 am
EXHAUSTED SOUL

So exhausted, is my soul today.
Not wanting to, get in and play.
Just wanted, to close my eyes.
When I sleep enough, then I'll rise.
Feel like, I could sleep every day.
Monitored by the brain, decisiveness to escape.
My head, is wreathing in pain.
The pain is, hammering at my brain.
Driving me, to a numbing insane.
Humbled, and completely drained.
Exhausted and descending to the mundane.
Thru time, we consist ov pain.
It slowly caresses, the brain.
I need to gain, distance from it.
Serenity is the insane, shadowed by the moonscape.


Title: Re: Victoria's Poetry Stop
Post by: pryzmsticv on January 26, 2017, 01:50:02 am
COLOR BLACK

I have come, from hell and back.
To administer, the color black.
Dark to be tempered, cold the slack.
Beautiful the hues, the color it lacks.
My heart feels the pact, it wants to succumb.
With all the memories, that are to bloom.
There's all that strife, that comes to doom.
I guess its all the same, howling at the moon.
Goth and black, is ever to soon.
Never to stray, I'm an insomniac.
Thus beauty in dark, is me to stay.
With this bliss, ov being hombre.
Woman Ov flames rising from hell the very first day.
The Color ov Black is my domain.

Title: Re: Victoria's Poetry Stop
Post by: Divine Metamorphoses on January 28, 2017, 03:52:37 pm
COLOR BLACK

I have come, from hell and back.
To administer, the color black.
Dark to be tempered, cold the slack.
Beautiful the hues, the color it lacks.
My heart feels the pact, it wants to succumb.
With all the memories, that are to bloom.
There's all that strife, that comes to doom.
I guess its all the same, howling at the moon.
Goth and black, is ever to soon.
Never to stray, I'm an insomniac.
Thus beauty in dark, is me to stay.
With this bliss, ov being hombre.
Woman Ov flames rising from hell the very first day.
The Color ov Black is my domain.




Colour Black is my domain
Everyone I know thinks I'm insane
For I love it and wear often
Love this! 😘
Title: Re: Victoria's Poetry Stop
Post by: pryzmsticv on January 28, 2017, 08:16:20 pm
Thank you lady D
People dont understand, the purpose for our stand.
Anyone who is an artist. Colors are their demand.
Our feelings are our refuge, to the purpose ov the partisan.
Title: Re: Victoria's Poetry Stop
Post by: pryzmsticv on January 28, 2017, 08:32:36 pm
CAST SOULS

Cast thru, my souls ov sins.
My loneliness, Once again begins.
Creeping in, from the darkness.
That is, being held from within.
Luv fondles, the madness ov the insane.
Set upon the sleeve, Ov this darkest day.
That lonely heart, is ov the soul.
Visually to impede the role, this mind is then to start.
Casting ov this light, no longer dark is this night.
Title: Re: Victoria's Poetry Stop
Post by: pryzmsticv on January 29, 2017, 07:28:35 pm
HEARTS AT SEA

Tell me where my heart should be, laying upon the crest.
Never knowing ov rest, lonely hearts head to sea.
My heart lingers, upon the swells.
Patiently the heart yells, waves smashing with the best.
Never does it rest, it play its part.
My heart does, accompany me.
To the farthest, land or sea.
How lonely it is, with the tide that bleeds.
Title: Re: Victoria's Poetry Stop
Post by: pryzmsticv on January 29, 2017, 10:34:54 pm
DARK SHROUD

Dark is the cloud, hanging over me.
Blinded by the sea, that holds the shroud.
Echoes ov, the darkest sounds.
Shrouded by the sounds, conceived
Humanity, has been deceived.
Hell has cast, a soul upon me.
Just as my life, was set to be freed.
Distant far and beyond, dark is my life.
Title: Re: Victoria's Poetry Stop
Post by: Clay Death on January 29, 2017, 10:56:10 pm
truly magical thread.


there is something wonderful for everyone here.

it reaches out to the soul.
Title: Re: Victoria's Poetry Stop
Post by: Clay Death on January 30, 2017, 02:18:42 pm
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Title: Re: Victoria's Poetry Stop
Post by: pryzmsticv on January 31, 2017, 09:23:02 pm
Thank you my dear, I like to do a variety.
That way there is many to read.
truly magical thread.


there is something wonderful for everyone here.

it reaches out to the soul.
Title: Re: Victoria's Poetry Stop
Post by: pryzmsticv on January 31, 2017, 09:36:16 pm
REAPERS WHISPERS

The differences thru life and death, Echoing thru out my head.
Damaging to brain, if my mind went fully insane.
The reaper hears our call, but never do we fall.
The importance ov this all, listen to your soul.
It matters, most ov all.
Death can become you, if we loose control.
Title: Re: Victoria's Poetry Stop
Post by: pryzmsticv on February 02, 2017, 06:42:11 pm
SPIRITUAL ABYSS

Within the kiss, does time mimics.
Is it the traumatics, ov the abyss.
The mind ov emptiness, trapped within.
Could it be with sin, the soul that's coming amiss.
Matted all up to resist, inside ov me.
Visions, that you will receive.
Going thru my mind, there's a spiritual need.
Chastising this luv, that has gone blind.
Sitting here in the dark, captivates my heart.
With the blindness ov it's start, visually it is seen.
With a deluge, ov charismatic stars.
Within the kiss, it mimics our time.

Title: Re: Victoria's Poetry Stop
Post by: Divine Metamorphoses on February 03, 2017, 06:22:05 am
REAPERS WHISPERS

The differences thru life and death, Echoing thru out my head.
Damaging to brain, if my mind went fully insane.
The reaper hears our call, but never do we fall.
The importance ov this all, listen to your soul.
It matters, most ov all.
Death can become you, if we loose control.

Beautiful Lady V
Listen to your soul
Much love always 😘
Title: Re: Victoria's Poetry Stop
Post by: pryzmsticv on February 03, 2017, 10:05:28 pm
Thank you so much lady D.
Greatly appreciated my dear friend.
Luv ya😚
Title: Re: Victoria's Poetry Stop
Post by: pryzmsticv on February 03, 2017, 10:19:58 pm
BITTER QUEEN

Visions ov a queen, bitter is the rind.
Poisons ov time, distant and in between.
Chasing ov the mind, with death not far behind.
Visions ov a queen, bitter is ov the read.
Pacifying ov the seed, memories are far and in between.
With the bitterness, not seen.
Redder the bead, the poison that intercedes.
Grim Ov sleep it bestows, cast upon by the bitter queen.
Title: Re: Victoria's Poetry Stop
Post by: pryzmsticv on February 04, 2017, 08:45:15 pm
TIMES MELODY

If I could paint, a thousand words.
They all, would be for you.
A mural, taking you thru time.
Wanting you, to be all mine.
The melody, that drifts thru out my mind.
Takes me back, when it was a different time.
Music that was fair, dancing upon the air.
Visions were as if, you could see them there.
Aging I may be, waiting for my luv to rescue me.
Hinged upon the tale, rescuing me from my hell.
Waiting for, my knight in shining armor to appear.
Here in Camelot, time transcends.
To another rhyme, to preserve our time.
Title: Re: Victoria's Poetry Stop
Post by: Clay Death on February 04, 2017, 08:54:37 pm
TIMES MELODY

If I could paint, a thousand words.
They all, would be for you.
A mural, taking you thru time.
Wanting you, to be all mine.
The melody, that drifts thru out my mind.
Takes me back, when it was a different time.
Music that was fair, dancing upon the air.
Visions were as if, you could see them there.
Aging I may be, waiting for my luv to rescue me.
Hinged upon the tale, rescuing me from my hell.
Waiting for, my knight in shining armor to appear.
Here in Camelot, time transcends.
To another rhyme, to preserve our time.


absolutely sensational lady V.
Title: Re: Victoria's Poetry Stop
Post by: pryzmsticv on February 04, 2017, 09:23:08 pm
Than you so much my dear, with great appreciation.
Luv you😚
Title: Re: Victoria's Poetry Stop
Post by: pryzmsticv on February 04, 2017, 09:41:40 pm
MAGICAL LIGHT

I've got a light, within my mind.
Clicks off and on, without a sign.
Magical it is, to redesign.
Let my life, light up yours right.
Pacified by the light, with the thoughts to excite.
Pryzmatic is my view, With the delight ov luving you.
Mystical we could be, If only in your heart.
Shines my light, for you to see.
Magical is my light, bringing us to be.
Title: Re: Victoria's Poetry Stop
Post by: Divine Metamorphoses on February 04, 2017, 11:05:33 pm
Love them all
Your soul is pouring out ...thank you Lady V

Sending you love and light 💋💖
Title: Re: Victoria's Poetry Stop
Post by: pryzmsticv on February 05, 2017, 07:03:48 pm
Thank you lady D. Sometimes I wonder, should I be so clear to see.
Does it make me seem, to be something others see.
I am just being me, open and fancy free.
I dont know what they see, I'm me and will always be.
Thank you my dear friend😚 luv ya
Title: Re: Victoria's Poetry Stop
Post by: pryzmsticv on February 05, 2017, 07:16:18 pm
INSANELY PREPARED

Today my tears defied, never convincing the sin.
Crying from within, all those times I denied.
Insanely prepared, in my mind my soul defies.
Casting mindless times, to reattributes.
Creatures ov the night, haunting ov the wolves with delight.
Will destiny, be passing me by
With the miseries, that make me cry.
I go thru life sometimes to see.
A world ov misery, complicated by the drive.
Insanely prepared, miseries have arrived.
Title: Re: Victoria's Poetry Stop
Post by: pryzmsticv on February 05, 2017, 08:29:45 pm
CRUMBLING SLOW

Loneliness copulates, without luv to hold.
Without the feeling so bold, hell is to elate.
Passive, to this lonely soul.
Aggressive, is within my mind.
Visions pass me, thru out time.
Fumigations, are out ov control.
Deceiving  me, that you see so cold.
Beautifully, life is crumbles oh so slow.
Falling apart radically, all the cracks to bestow.
Holding on to the misery, thru my life ecstatically.
If only minds could perceive, what little hearts feel or see.
Never would there be, any conflict ov misery.
Title: Re: Victoria's Poetry Stop
Post by: Clay Death on February 05, 2017, 10:01:41 pm
CRUMBLING SLOW

Loneliness copulates, without luv to hold.
Without the feeling so bold, hell is to elate.
Passive, to this lonely soul.
Aggressive, is within my mind.
Visions pass me, thru out time.
Fumigations, are out ov control.
Deceiving  me, that you see so cold.
Beautifully, life is crumbles so slow.
Falling apart radically, all the cracks to bestow.
Holding on to the misery, thru my life ecstatically.
If only minds could perceive, what little hearts feel or see.
Never would there be, any conflict ov misery.


tremendous prose lady V.
Title: Re: Victoria's Poetry Stop
Post by: Divine Metamorphoses on February 07, 2017, 05:51:23 pm
Thank you lady D. Sometimes I wonder, should I be so clear to see.
Does it make me seem, to be something others see.
I am just being me, open and fancy free.
I dont know what they see, I'm me and will always be.
Thank you my dear friend😚 luv ya

Love that you are fancy free
Such a great talent are thee
Grateful that you have such a loving heart
Your gifts can be held and told a part

Sending you much love Lady V 😘
Title: Re: Victoria's Poetry Stop
Post by: pryzmsticv on February 11, 2017, 11:20:10 pm
Thank you lady D. Sometimes I wonder, should I be so clear to see.
Does it make me seem, to be something others see.
I am just being me, open and fancy free.
I dont know what they see, I'm me and will always be.
Thank you my dear friend😚 luv ya

Love that you are fancy free
Such a great talent are thee
Grateful that you have such a loving heart
Your gifts can be held and told a part

Sending you much love Lady V 😘
Thank you my dear friend.
I hope everything, has been going your way.
With happiness and visions, that cause you no pain.
I still see my visions ov light, but with my dark.
Making life, a beauty ov art.
So thru life as we see, everything is a beautiful strife.
Title: Re: Victoria's Poetry Stop
Post by: pryzmsticv on February 11, 2017, 11:52:25 pm
FOLDS OV MY MIND

Cascading, thru out my mind.
Visions, how I wish to find.
Loneliness, consume my time.
With the departure, ov my mind.
I'm so lonely, my mind escapes.
Misery is my take, with luv to inspire.
My heart transpires, with visions of you.
Where are all, the answers to find.
Delicately, are the folds ov the mind.
Looking for, the intimate find.
The silence echoes, thru out my mind.
Title: Re: Victoria's Poetry Stop
Post by: pryzmsticv on February 12, 2017, 12:07:07 am
RUNAWAY HEART

I need a heart today, mine got up an runaway.
Dont know what to do, my heart is broken in two.
In my heart & mind, I travel far & wide.
There isn't a place, that from me can hide.
I apologize, for being so late.
My mind is so slow, coming out of the gates.
If only my heart, could come away.
Feeling good, each and every day.


Title: Re: Victoria's Poetry Stop
Post by: Clay Death on February 13, 2017, 11:40:42 pm
magical thread.
Title: Re: Victoria's Poetry Stop
Post by: Clay Death on February 14, 2017, 01:12:17 pm
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Title: Re: Victoria's Poetry Stop
Post by: pryzmsticv on February 14, 2017, 11:35:34 pm
THANK YOU MY DEAR
MAGICALLY IT IS TO ME 😚 [ quote author=Clay Death link=topic=1991.msg56845#msg56845 date=1487050842]
magical thread.
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Title: Re: Victoria's Poetry Stop
Post by: pryzmsticv on February 20, 2017, 12:57:49 am
HEARTS' DESIGN

My heart is, genuinely designed.
When broken, it runs home and crys.
Always feeling, like it wants to die
I pick myself up again, start living with the pain.
Just like my whims, my life begins.
My mind has gone, somewhere else to play.
Piece by piece, it slowly shreds away.
Happiness, I often push away.
Only, because I am afraid.
If I was, to embrace my fears.
My luv will carry me, thru out the years.
Title: Re: Victoria's Poetry Stop
Post by: Divine Metamorphoses on February 23, 2017, 08:54:07 pm
HEARTS' DESIGN

My heart is, genuinely designed.
When broken, it runs home and crys.
Always feeling, like it wants to die
I pick myself up again, start living with the pain.
Just like my whims, my life begins.
My mind has gone, somewhere else to play.
Piece by piece, it slowly shreds away.
Happiness, I often push away.
Only, because I am afraid.
If I was, to embrace my fears.
My luv will carry me, thru out the years.

Heartfelt thank you for sharing
Embrace love

Luv you xx 😘
Title: Re: Victoria's Poetry Stop
Post by: Clay Death on February 26, 2017, 08:30:47 pm
such a beautiful and magical poetry stop.
Title: Re: Victoria's Poetry Stop
Post by: Clay Death on February 28, 2017, 10:20:26 pm
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Title: Re: Victoria's Poetry Stop
Post by: Clay Death on March 13, 2017, 10:37:46 pm
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Title: Re: Victoria's Poetry Stop
Post by: pryzmsticv on March 14, 2017, 10:41:09 pm
Oh how beautiful your work, luving and enjoying it every day.
Transcending it up and beyond, luving this thread.
Luv ya😚
Title: Re: Victoria's Poetry Stop
Post by: Divine Metamorphoses on March 15, 2017, 12:23:45 pm
Such a wonderful thread.
Beautiful poems that stand the test of
Life's trials & tribulations
Great images General!

Love 💖🌺
Title: Re: Victoria's Poetry Stop
Post by: pryzmsticv on March 16, 2017, 07:43:52 pm
Thank you lady D, that I would enjoy to see.
My poetry, living thru eternity.
Luv ya lady. Take care ov yourself.😚
Title: Re: Victoria's Poetry Stop
Post by: pryzmsticv on March 16, 2017, 08:08:45 pm
SPIRITUAL DESIGNS

Transformed in my mind, beautiful and strong.
Howling ov the spiritual kind, as the pack sings along.
Continuance, ov the luv in their songs.
Keeping are their thoughts, beautifully wild.
Nature lives in their style, without the fear of what it's not.
No afterthoughts, are the creatures ov spiritual times.
Guiding us thru life, with their songs.
They will keep living on, with nature's designs.
Title: Re: Victoria's Poetry Stop
Post by: pryzmsticv on March 16, 2017, 08:57:10 pm
DESERT BONES

Shattered lives, come to mind.
When I go back, thru time.
Visions ov, the painful lives.
With the sad, and the tears that they cried.
Shattered dreams, ov despair.
Drifting, thru the air.
Visually my mind sees, miseries ov the lives to unfold.
Cascading thru, the history told.
Nomad skills, I had to have to survive.
If not, I probably would have not survived.
Traveling thru, in designated zones.
Thru the desert bones, ov my mind.
Title: Re: Victoria's Poetry Stop
Post by: pryzmsticv on March 16, 2017, 09:36:09 pm
INFECTIOUS SEA

Infectious beauty, cast visions by the sea.
What is in the deep, not knowing how far.
Sirens voices, serenading for what they reap.
Crests pounding, against the channels ov the beach.
Echoing their sounds, too the ships they reach.
Lonely hearts, ov the men they beseech.
Drifting upon their grave, like dancing to a tune.
They always cast their spells, ov not to leave to soon.
Sometimes the heart emulates, more pain then it can take.
To free itself, again from the restraints.
Title: Re: Victoria's Poetry Stop
Post by: Clay Death on March 17, 2017, 10:37:19 pm
INFECTIOUS SEA

Infectious beauty, cast visions by the sea.
What is in the deep, not knowing how far.
Sirens voices, serenading for what they reap.
Crests pounding, against the channels ov the beach.
Echoing their sounds, too the ships they reach.
Lonely hearts, ov the men they beseech.
Drifting upon their grave, like dancing to a tune.
They always cast their spells, ov not to leave to soon.
Sometimes the heart emulates, more pain then it can take.
To free itself, again from the restraints.

wonderful prose lady V.
Title: Re: Victoria's Poetry Stop
Post by: pryzmsticv on March 22, 2017, 11:18:28 pm
SWEET LUV

Caressing your mind, with words to make you fantasize.
Words that I know, moves you out ov control.
Making your mind, like to spin so slow.
Words come to tremble, as slipping over you.
Seducing you, they roll over the tongue.
Like the taste ov you, sipping on thru.
From the waist, shifting down away.
With the touch ov denim, that sensually persuades.
In every word I say, tantalizing you to flames.
There are always, seductive ways ov play.
Without entering, all the way.
It takes a bit of balancing, if you know what I mean.
Just a tickle away, with a feather as we play.
With the thrill, ov you coming to a stand.
Hardened to the thunder, that takes command.
Playing with wax, very erotic to the touch ov the skin.
Dripping to the depth, below the belly button.
This would excite you, to a chill.
Oh my dear, my mind is saturated with your thrill.
How wonderful, letting you take control.
Night after night, swaying to our tune.
Feeling you inside, visual our spin.
Sensually tingling, from within the lips that hide.
Caressing me, with your tongue and mind.
What more, could I say.
Waking up to morning wood, to start a new day.
I want me for you to hold, kissing me all over.
Holding each other tight, as we were a mold.
Tasting another, over and over again.
Sipping the sweet wine, ov each other.
Now my luv knowing how, you want to make me scream.
What would you do, if I had secret to tell you!.
THIS WAS ALL, A SWEET DREAM. Goodnight My Luv


Title: Re: Victoria's Poetry Stop
Post by: Clay Death on March 25, 2017, 08:51:02 pm
SWEET LUV

Caressing your mind, with words to make you fantasize.
Words that I know, moves you out ov control.
Making your mind, like to spin so slow.
Words come to tremble, as slipping over you.
Seducing you, they roll over the tongue.
Like the taste ov you, sipping on thru.
From the waist, shifting down away.
With the touch ov denim, that sensually persuades.
In every word I say, tantalizing you to flames.
There are always, seductive ways ov play.
Without entering, all the way.
It takes a bit of balancing, if you know what I mean.
Just a tickle away, with a feather as we play.
With the thrill, ov you coming to a stand.
Hardened to the thunder, that takes command.
Playing with wax, very erotic to the touch ov the skin.
Dripping to the depth, below the belly button.
This would excite you, to a chill.
Oh my dear, my mind is saturated with your thrill.
How wonderful, letting you take control.
Night after night, swaying to our tune.
Feeling you inside, visual our spin.
Sensually tingling, from within the lips that hide.
Caressing me, with your tongue and mind.
What more, could I say.
Waking up to morning wood, to start a new day.
I want me for you to hold, kissing me all over.
Holding each other tight, as we were a mold.
Tasting another, over and over again.
Sipping the sweet wine, ov each other.
Now my luv knowing how, you want to make me scream.
What would you do, if I had secret to tell you!.
THIS WAS ALL, A SWEET DREAM. Goodnight My Luv



sensational.
Title: Re: Victoria's Poetry Stop
Post by: Clay Death on March 25, 2017, 08:51:15 pm
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Title: Re: Victoria's Poetry Stop
Post by: pryzmsticv on March 30, 2017, 09:32:44 pm
LUVERS GRAY

50 shades ov gray, comes to play.
Back, to cause more pain.
The dancing, ov the game.
The pleasure, will not stray.
Holding me, oh so tight.
Internally feeling, the warmth ov your bite.
Laying my head, softly upon your chest.
Enrobed in your warmth, to my rest.
Caressing you to sleep, as if to cast a spell.
Let me take you deep, within my heart.
Our hearts, are racing as one.
Soon, to become undone.
Take me in, to a deeper sin.
One that, won't Wash away.
It's In, the middle ov gray.
Fascination, is in the luvers spy.
When meeting, hearts that sigh.
Pacifying, our luv from within.
It's  fantasy, visually is our sin.
Title: Re: Victoria's Poetry Stop
Post by: pryzmsticv on March 30, 2017, 09:54:22 pm
PRYZMATIC GLOW

Pryzmatic, is my personality.
Colorful you will see, photogentic.
Being authentic, with Luvs variety.
Serendipity, is my soul.
Beautiful, how the light flows.
Casting a light, like a show.
Shadows, too and thro.
Visually so bold, as the colors hold.
Cast upon images, and what they have been told.
Colorful is, the pryzmatic glow.
Title: Re: Victoria's Poetry Stop
Post by: Clay Death on March 30, 2017, 10:04:26 pm
LUVERS GRAY

50 shades ov gray, comes to play.
Back, to cause more pain.
The dancing, ov the game.
The pleasure, will not stray.
Holding me, oh so tight.
Internally feeling, the warmth ov your bite.
Laying my head, softly upon your chest.
Enrobed in your warmth, to my rest.
Caressing you to sleep, as if to cast a spell.
Let me take you deep, within my heart.
Our hearts, are racing as one.
Soon, to become undone.
Take me in, to a deeper sin.
One that, won't Wash away.
It's In, the middle ov gray.
Fascination, is in the luvers spy.
When meeting, hearts that sigh.
Pacifying, our luv from within.
It's  fantasy, visually is our sin.


wow.

sensational lady V.
Title: Re: Victoria's Poetry Stop
Post by: Clay Death on March 30, 2017, 10:05:00 pm
PRYZMATIC GLOW

Pryzmatic, is my personality.
Colorful you will see, photogentic.
Being authentic, with Luvs variety.
Serendipity, is my soul.
Beautiful, how the light flows.
Casting a light, like a show.
Shadows, too and thro.
Visually so bold, as the colors hold.
Cast upon images, and what they have been told.
Colorful is, the pryzmatic glow.


wonderful prose.
Title: Re: Victoria's Poetry Stop
Post by: pryzmsticv on March 30, 2017, 11:02:34 pm
TIMES REVELATION

Premonitions ov my luv, in time.
Leaving what, once was my life.
My mind, travels far and wide.
Seeking inside, for our clouds.
In which we hide, never to deny.
My head is, always in the sky.
That is the pride, visions I spy.
With your caressing touch, ov your kiss.
I willfully regress, traveling thru time.
As my delight, as a youngful miss.
Beautiful my bliss, my heart's warming sight.
My luv cast with delight, on many wings.
Traveling on, thru hearts that sing.
A testimony, ov our past.
A revelation, that will last.
You are my sword, you are my shield.
Our luv Together, will never yield.
Thru the years, our luv will continue to build.
Premonitions ov our luv, will be our thrill.

 
Title: Re: Victoria's Poetry Stop
Post by: pryzmsticv on March 31, 2017, 10:55:31 pm
IRIDESCENT MIND

You are my heart..you are my soul.
You are my place, for me to loose control.
Hot and heavy, for us to see....
....Or we can make luv reverently.
No matter how, the time spent.
I feel our souls, together we were meant.
My heart beats, to the sweetness ov your sound.
With your hear and mind, in my soul.
Oh how the beauty, is in the pound.
How I luv, the iridescence ov your mind.
Colorful hues ov beauty, do I find.
Just like the Mother Ov Pearl, a glow ov a certain kind.
Packaged within, your soul and mind.
I am your heart, I am your soul.
Together its our place, for our hearts to loose control.
Title: Re: Victoria's Poetry Stop
Post by: Clay Death on April 02, 2017, 09:42:16 pm
TIMES REVELATION

Premonitions ov my luv, in time.
Leaving what, once was my life.
My mind, travels far and wide.
Seeking inside, for our clouds.
In which we hide, never to deny.
My head is, always in the sky.
That is the pride, visions I spy.
With your caressing touch, ov your kiss.
I willfully regress, traveling thru time.
As my delight, as a youngful miss.
Beautiful my bliss, my heart's warming sight.
My luv cast with delight, on many wings.
Traveling on, thru hearts that sing.
A testimony, ov our past.
A revelation, that will last.
You are my sword, you are my shield.
Our luv Together, will never yield.
Thru the years, our luv will continue to build.
Premonitions ov our luv, will be our thrill.


magical, celestial prose lady V.
Title: Re: Victoria's Poetry Stop
Post by: Divine Metamorphoses on April 04, 2017, 07:10:50 pm
TIMES REVELATION

Premonitions ov my luv, in time.
Leaving what, once was my life.
My mind, travels far and wide.
Seeking inside, for our clouds.
In which we hide, never to deny.
My head is, always in the sky.
That is the pride, visions I spy.
With your caressing touch, ov your kiss.
I willfully regress, traveling thru time.
As my delight, as a youngful miss.
Beautiful my bliss, my heart's warming sight.
My luv cast with delight, on many wings.
Traveling on, thru hearts that sing.
A testimony, ov our past.
A revelation, that will last.
You are my sword, you are my shield.
Our luv Together, will never yield.
Thru the years, our luv will continue to build.
Premonitions ov our luv, will be our thrill.


magical, celestial prose lady V.

Beautiful Lady V!
As always xx
Title: Re: Victoria's Poetry Stop
Post by: pryzmsticv on April 13, 2017, 05:38:31 am
Thank you lady D, haven't been around lately.
Been sick you see, now I'm back With more poetry.
Haha, glad to again be me.😚 luv ya
Title: Re: Victoria's Poetry Stop
Post by: pryzmsticv on April 13, 2017, 06:05:58 am
HELLS' FATE

Hells' fate, has no fury.
Fight for glory, evil and good.
Descended deep, to purgatory.
Still they stood as angels.
Avoiding, the demon in the hood.
Never understanding, the visions ov hell.
As angels should, hades to dispel.
To lead life at bay, if Satan could.
Then it would not be, sad to say.
When the angels, go away.
That is, what they have to do.
Helping, everything go their way.
Then they go, to somewhere new.
Flying thru the demise, ov hells' hole.

Title: Re: Victoria's Poetry Stop
Post by: Divine Metamorphoses on April 16, 2017, 12:58:57 am
Thank you lady D, haven't been around lately.
Been sick you see, now I'm back With more poetry.
Haha, glad to again be me.😚 luv ya

Lady V
So happy to have you back
And healthy
Missed your poetic heart
I too, am glad you are
You again

Love you 😘 ♥️
Title: Re: Victoria's Poetry Stop
Post by: pryzmsticv on April 16, 2017, 05:03:29 pm
LUVS' ART

Let me take you, deep in heart.
With the purpose, to never part.
Loneliness deceives, with luvs' sweet art.
My mind defends, what it sees.
Nearly because, ov what my heart wants to believe.
Feeling empty today, is not the way to start.
Loneliness, is not ov my heart.
Instead deafness, to mine eyes be part.
Let my heart, take the souls' command.
With the visions, that comprehend.
Dont know, what the heart will predict.
Luv does inflict, pains deep within the heart.
Yet in the end, luv is a form ov art.
Title: Re: Victoria's Poetry Stop
Post by: Clay Death on April 16, 2017, 09:07:14 pm
IRIDESCENT MIND

You are my heart..you are my soul.
You are my place, for me to loose control.
Hot and heavy, for us to see....
....Or we can make luv reverently.
No matter how, the time spent.
I feel our souls, together we were meant.
My heart beats, to the sweetness ov your sound.
With your heart and mind, in my soul.
Oh how the beauty, is in the pound.
How I luv, the iridescence ov your mind.
Colorful hues ov beauty, do I find.
Just like the Mother Ov Pearl, a glow ov a certain kind.
Packaged within, your soul and mind.
I am your heart, I am your soul.
Together its our place, for our hearts to loose control.


such celestial prose lady V.



awesome.
Title: Re: Victoria's Poetry Stop
Post by: pryzmsticv on April 17, 2017, 05:43:33 pm
THANK YOU MY DEAR
Even with sickness I try to persevere.😚
Title: Re: Victoria's Poetry Stop
Post by: pryzmsticv on April 17, 2017, 05:46:51 pm
Thank you lady D, haven't been around lately.
Been sick you see, now I'm back With more poetry.
Haha, glad to again be me.😚 luv ya

Lady V
So happy to have you back
And healthy
Missed your poetic heart
I too, am glad you are
You again

Love you 😘 ♥️
I shall continue in thank you my dear friend😚
Title: Re: Victoria's Poetry Stop
Post by: pryzmsticv on April 17, 2017, 05:54:49 pm
LOST MIND

Someone, please tell me.
Where is, my mind.
Been looking for it, a long time.
Lost inside, is there some way.
The caverns, that come to frey.
Living in hell, seems to be my way.
Balanced inside, the dome.
My visions and thoughts, always roam.
Sometimes, it's hard to see.
Where is my mind, where will it lead me.
I'm having, a hard time.
Been disciplined, to my mind.
Thoughts transcends, thru the hearts ov time.
Title: Re: Victoria's Poetry Stop
Post by: Clay Death on April 18, 2017, 07:14:09 am
THANK YOU MY DEAR
Even with sickness I try to persevere.😚


wishing you a very speedy recovery lady V.


get plenty of rest and get well fast.
Title: Re: Victoria's Poetry Stop
Post by: Clay Death on April 21, 2017, 09:34:02 pm
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Title: Re: Victoria's Poetry Stop
Post by: pryzmsticv on April 21, 2017, 10:49:26 pm
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Pacified by the roses, to breath.
Mystified, in luv received.
Crystalized, in times we impede.
Visually and Aromatically, I receive.
Thank you my dear.😚
Title: Re: Victoria's Poetry Stop
Post by: pryzmsticv on April 21, 2017, 11:28:41 pm
MASK OV INFINITY

Pictured thru, the window ov infinity.
Masked upon, the visually unknown.
We go thru, the pains ov solidarity.
How dark are those, that are known.
Coming thru, the hells ov infinity
Our lifes are pacified, by what's in the grain.
Dominated by the pain, the darkness is sanctified.
The darkness ov pain, is what we all have.
Always, filling it with complaints.
Cast is the pain, from the depths ov hell.
The lonesome shells, that it's thrust upon.
Is the ghost ov my shell, invisible to my mind.
My mind travels thru hell, impossible to find.
Good and evil, look to define.
The gardens magic, in it's Time.
Twisted is my mind, inflicted by hells' devine
Title: Re: Victoria's Poetry Stop
Post by: Clay Death on April 25, 2017, 10:31:16 pm
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Pacified by the roses, to breath.
Mystified, in luv received.
Crystalized, in times we impede.
Visually and Aromatically, I receive.
Thank you my dear.😚


you are most welcome lady V.
Title: Re: Victoria's Poetry Stop
Post by: Clay Death on April 26, 2017, 09:15:44 pm
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Title: Re: Victoria's Poetry Stop
Post by: pryzmsticv on April 28, 2017, 10:42:51 pm
REAPERS' LUV

My luv has fallen, this is true.
For the darkness, and his crew.
Luv forsakes, the dead and the new.
Thru the hell, that created you.
Created from above, fallen for your luv.
With the dark, I fly away with you.
You are the reaper, this is true.
I am the dead, coming with you.
Together, we chase souls ov the new.
Title: Re: Victoria's Poetry Stop
Post by: pryzmsticv on April 28, 2017, 10:53:36 pm
REACHING OUT

Reaching out, to something that is there.
Wondering, if it will then disappear.
Is it real or is it, visions in minds mirror.
Contemplating , souls ov luv inspire.
I sit And think ov you, my dark desire.
...ov my mind, it never parts.
Visions defined, ov random hearts.
These feelings, deep inside.
Bungled, with the fright.
Creatures ov the night, cast to the sky.
Freely for their flight, waiting for dark to sigh.
Out ov the mists, comes a fright.
Feelings to insight, creatures ov a beautiful delight.
Title: Re: Victoria's Poetry Stop
Post by: pryzmsticv on April 29, 2017, 12:06:33 am
NOTES OV LUV

Our hearts and our souls, hold on to melodies Ov serenades.
With images in our minds, dancing within the palisades'.
Visions do define feelings, thru our bodies that cascades.
Spilling over onto the page, the notes ov luv.
Our luv is to rage, as life is to bloom.
Playing in tune, to the beat ov your heart.
Souls play the runes, with visions to part.
Readings impart, as it has been seen.
Melodies ov Mozart, beating ov supreme.
With the beat, ov the hearts that sing.
Notes ov luv in which, it brings.

Title: Re: Victoria's Poetry Stop
Post by: pryzmsticv on April 29, 2017, 04:43:16 am
DREAMS

Dreams, do not deceive.
Thru visions, we retrieve.
Memories, are our dreams.
Let me, lie down and sleep.
Visions, are here to reap.
Weary, is the mind so deep.
Bottled up, in our dreams.
Images, we do keep.
Fundamental, are the extremes.
Given time, they may become real.
Luving to instill, productions ov our minds.
Title: Re: Victoria's Poetry Stop
Post by: Divine Metamorphoses on April 30, 2017, 06:06:28 pm
DREAMS

Dreams, do not deceive.
Thru visions, we retrieve.
Memories, are our dreams.
Let me, lie down and sleep.
Visions, are here to reap.
Weary, is the mind so deep.
Bottled up, in our dreams.
Images, we do keep.
Fundamental, are the extremes.
Given time, they may become real.
Luving to instill, productions ov our minds.


Love this!!!
So glad to see you Lady V!
Love the Dreams

No matter what, keeps life far more interesting

Love you Lady V 😘♥️🌺
Title: Re: Victoria's Poetry Stop
Post by: pryzmsticv on May 02, 2017, 08:40:15 pm
DREAMS

Dreams, do not deceive.
Thru visions, we retrieve.
Memories, are our dreams.
Let me, lie down and sleep.
Visions, are here to reap.
Weary, is the mind so deep.
Bottled up, in our dreams.
Images, we do keep.
Fundamental, are the extremes.
Given time, they may become real.
Luving to instill, productions ov our minds.


Love this!!!
So glad to see you Lady V!
Love the Dreams

No matter what, keeps life far more interesting

Love you Lady V 😘♥️🌺



Thank you lady D, that's what I believe, without the dreams where would we be.😚 luv ya
Title: Re: Victoria's Poetry Stop
Post by: pryzmsticv on May 02, 2017, 08:55:39 pm
DARK ART

In the beauty, ov the art we see.
Is the wonder, in what we believe.
Transformed, is that not to be seen.
Instead embellished, with a scream.
Tantalizing the fall, with the extreme.
Hell casts it spark, with flames to bleed.
Beauty in the dark, our claims to need.
Visions ov the mind, takes us to feed.
Into the dark, what do we see.
Ripples ov minds, to conceive.
Beauty that transforms, from within.
Dignifies, the transitions ov the grim.
Manifested, from the perpetrated hate.
Explanatory, ov their beautified fate.
Dark is art, ov hells' gate.
Title: Re: Victoria's Poetry Stop
Post by: Divine Metamorphoses on May 04, 2017, 02:10:20 pm
DREAMS

Dreams, do not deceive.
Thru visions, we retrieve.
Memories, are our dreams.
Let me, lie down and sleep.
Visions, are here to reap.
Weary, is the mind so deep.
Bottled up, in our dreams.
Images, we do keep.
Fundamental, are the extremes.
Given time, they may become real.
Luving to instill, productions ov our minds.


Love this!!!
So glad to see you Lady V!
Love the Dreams

No matter what, keeps life far more interesting

Love you Lady V 😘♥️🌺



Thank you lady D, that's what I believe, without the dreams where would we be.😚 luv ya


We're on the same wavelength Lady V!
Dreams make things possible.

Luv you 😘
Title: Re: Victoria's Poetry Stop
Post by: pryzmsticv on May 07, 2017, 10:36:46 pm
LAVENDER SEAS

Oh the effervescence ov the senses ov the lavender scrolls.
Oh how the essence, flows thru the rolls.
Rolls ov lavender, channel the length...
.....Ov it's beauty, it gives it strength.
Passion purple, is it's vain.
Thru the lavender waves, that we appease.
Mother natures tears sprays, the fields with lavender seas.
The beauty lies, upon the breeze.
Petals curling up, randomly to receive.
Cascading colors, that we conceive.
Beautiful, they do receive.
Softly the petals bend, ov the beauty nature sends.
Essence ov the rose, luv amends.
The beauty ov, lavenders revenge.
Title: Re: Victoria's Poetry Stop
Post by: pryzmsticv on May 08, 2017, 07:55:32 pm
HIDDEN

Hidden within the trees, visions ov delight.
Mother nature sees, hidden from within our sight.
The beauty that you see, magically she frees.
From the weeds, growing up.
Mother nature, tends to appease.
That she frees, within all ov her tears.
Hidden within, her raining breeze.
With such ease, growing beautifully.
Title: Re: Victoria's Poetry Stop
Post by: pryzmsticv on May 09, 2017, 09:37:25 pm
WHY IS IT

Why is it, loneliness brings tears to our eyes.
Why is it, happiness brings us to say goodbye.
Could it be fears, from which we wish to hide.
Thru times we pacify, feelings that become archaic.
Hearts complicate, feelings that we delicate.
Lonesome are our thoughts, basically.
Because they are only, with us.
Ventured they have done, but still comes back to only one.
Some days mundane, other days packed with fun.
Why is it, tears will run.
Title: Re: Victoria's Poetry Stop
Post by: Clay Death on May 09, 2017, 10:49:37 pm
LAVENDER SEAS

Oh the effervescence ov the senses ov the lavender scrolls.
Oh how the essence, flows thru the rolls.
Rolls ov lavender, channel the length...
.....Ov it's beauty, it gives it strength.
Passion purple, is it's vain.
Thru the lavender waves, that we appease.
Mother natures tears sprays, the fields with lavender seas.
The beauty lies, upon the breeze.
Petals curling up, randomly to receive.
Cascading colors, that we conceive.
Beautiful, they do receive.
Softly the petals bend, ov the beauty nature sends.
Essence ov the rose, luv amends.
The beauty ov, lavenders revenge.


wonderful lady V.
Title: Re: Victoria's Poetry Stop
Post by: Clay Death on May 16, 2017, 08:40:34 pm
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Title: Re: Victoria's Poetry Stop
Post by: Divine Metamorphoses on May 16, 2017, 09:36:06 pm
LAVENDER SEAS

Oh the effervescence ov the senses ov the lavender scrolls.
Oh how the essence, flows thru the rolls.
Rolls ov lavender, channel the length...
.....Ov it's beauty, it gives it strength.
Passion purple, is it's vain.
Thru the lavender waves, that we appease.
Mother natures tears sprays, the fields with lavender seas.
The beauty lies, upon the breeze.
Petals curling up, randomly to receive.
Cascading colors, that we conceive.
Beautiful, they do receive.
Softly the petals bend, ov the beauty nature sends.
Essence ov the rose, luv amends.
The beauty ov, lavenders revenge.


Love this
It soothed my soul
Made my heart smile

Love you Lady V 😘♥️
Title: Re: Victoria's Poetry Stop
Post by: pryzmsticv on May 18, 2017, 06:47:55 pm
LONELY TOUCH

Lonely, is this soul tonight.
Visions ov you, holds me tight.
Pryzmatic is my view, ov luving right.
OMG how I wish, you were insight.
Not just, a vision in my mind.
Visions that would be, all ov the time.
The warmth ov you, holding me right.
Laying with you, thru out the night.
I need you, with my arms.
Enrobing me tight, and luving me.
One day, I do hope to see.
You lying there, next to me.
Oh nice, it would be.
Keeping you warm, within your heart.
Our luv, forms our start.
Title: Re: Victoria's Poetry Stop
Post by: pryzmsticv on May 18, 2017, 06:50:49 pm
Glad to hear that Lady D, when there is anything I can do, to help you smile on thru.
Luv you my dear friend, strong you stand.😚💕
Title: Re: Victoria's Poetry Stop
Post by: guest256 on May 19, 2017, 07:23:38 am
I love your latest poems, Lady Victoria. I think they're very good. I missed you & hope you're well. I managed to get on here & I know I've got a lot of catching up to do. Drat these P.C. problems. I can't get on twitter now but that gives me more time to catch up on here.
Title: Re: Victoria's Poetry Stop
Post by: pryzmsticv on May 19, 2017, 09:11:09 pm
LUV UPON THE SEA

Hearts are floating, away
With the music, that you play.
Compelling, with hypnotic ways.
Is it in, you hearts luv to stay...
...Or is it the way, you play the game.
I look beyond, waiting to hear your song.
Land and sea, prevents our luv to carry on.
If only, I could float upon the sea.
With your luv, carrying me.
Dancing to the winds,the breeze has me in it's spin.
Flying heavenly, across the beauty ov the sea.
So compelling, is your heart pulling to me.
Your luv will be, instilling free.

Title: Re: Victoria's Poetry Stop
Post by: pryzmsticv on May 20, 2017, 09:25:33 pm
Glad to see you back, alot ov catching up.
But don't worry, you will see.
More to socialize with, comfy and free.
I love your latest poems, Lady Victoria. I think they're very good. I missed you & hope you're well. I managed to get on here & I know I've got a lot of catching up to do. Drat these P.C. problems. I can't get on twitter now but that gives me more time to catch up on here.
Title: Re: Victoria's Poetry Stop
Post by: pryzmsticv on May 20, 2017, 09:41:52 pm
SAND

How beautiful, is the sand.
That slips thru, the minds ov man.
Delicate, to the touch
Thru time, it's in a rush.
Drifting thru, the sands ov mystery.
I come unto my life, with the strides Ov history.
Castles ascend, on the visions ov men.
So let life grow, with no extent.
Title: Re: Victoria's Poetry Stop
Post by: Clay Death on May 23, 2017, 08:50:49 pm
this is such a magical poetry stop.
Title: Re: Victoria's Poetry Stop
Post by: pryzmsticv on June 06, 2017, 11:43:22 pm
Thank you my dear, with my heart I will persevere.
this is such a magical poetry stop.
Title: Re: Victoria's Poetry Stop
Post by: pryzmsticv on June 07, 2017, 03:36:56 am
WHY IS IT

Why is it...
...loneliness brings tears to our eyes.
Why is it...
...happiness brings us to say goodbye.
Could it be fears...
...from which we wish to hide.

Thru times we pacify, feelings that become archaic.
Hearts complicate, feelings that delegate.
Lonesome are our thoughts, basically.
Because, they are only with us.
Ventured they have done, coming back to only one.
Some days mundane, others days packed with fun.

Why is it...
...The tears do run.
Title: Re: Victoria's Poetry Stop
Post by: guest256 on June 07, 2017, 04:22:08 pm
I can relate to your latest poem. I love it.
Title: Re: Victoria's Poetry Stop
Post by: pryzmsticv on June 11, 2017, 02:04:34 am
Thank you lady Ann, glad to see our friend has come back.😚 luv you.lady
I can relate to your latest poem. I love it.
Title: Re: Victoria's Poetry Stop
Post by: pryzmsticv on June 11, 2017, 02:37:52 am
SILENT OV THE NIGHT

I lay here late at night, Listening to the sounds that echo thru.
How the silence ov the night, speaks ov things you never knew.
The sirens sing their song, as the whimsical play along.
Hidden inside the shadows, are the fears ov my mind.
Dark as the gallows, hearing is to be unkind.
Echos are hallow, in places that are benign.
How dark the sound, coming from the hellhound.
Hearing ov the voices, round and round.
Blasphemy is in hells' crown.
Whispering up, from the ground.
Title: Re: Victoria's Poetry Stop
Post by: pryzmsticv on June 11, 2017, 07:58:14 pm
TIMES RHYME

Time has been, passing me by.
Life has grown, so much.
Wish that could I cry, missing it a bunch.
Tears ov mine, are oh so dry.
Life is in, a major rush.
If only time, would pass the tears.
With so many, many more years.
This it would be, giving us.
Thru life, sorrows come our way.
What I like, to do with my time.
To follows others, ov the rhyme.
Poetic views, are always good to reuse.
Time chases, some ov the tears away.
But loneliness, keeps it close to stay.
Poetic views, becomes our time.
Title: Re: Victoria's Poetry Stop
Post by: Clay Death on June 11, 2017, 08:15:36 pm
TIMES RHYME

Time has been, passing me by.
Life has grown, so much.
Wish that could I cry, missing it a bunch.
Tears ov mine, are oh so dry.
Life is in, a major rush.
If only time, would pass the tears.
With so many, many more years.
This it would be, giving us.
Thru life, sorrows come our way.
What I like, to do with my time.
To follows others, ov the rhyme.
Poetic views, are always good to reuse.
Time chases, some ov the tears away.
But loneliness, keeps it close to stay.
Poetic views, becomes our time.


outstanding prose lady V.
Title: Re: Victoria's Poetry Stop
Post by: Clay Death on June 11, 2017, 09:17:19 pm
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Title: Re: Victoria's Poetry Stop
Post by: pryzmsticv on June 12, 2017, 10:29:14 pm
Thank you my dear, beautiful they appear.
Thank you, for the compliments.
It helps me believe, I'm
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TIMES RHYME

Time has been, passing me by.
Life has grown, so much.
Wish that could I cry, missing it a bunch.
Tears ov mine, are oh so dry.
Life is in, a major rush.
If only time, would pass the tears.
With so many, many more years.
This it would be, giving us.
Thru life, sorrows come our way.
What I like, to do with my time.
To follows others, ov the rhyme.
Poetic views, are always good to reuse.
Time chases, some ov the tears away.
But loneliness, keeps it close to stay.
Poetic views, becomes our time.


outstanding prose lady V.
doing right.
Title: Re: Victoria's Poetry Stop
Post by: pryzmsticv on June 12, 2017, 10:41:11 pm
NATURES GHOSTS

Ghosts ov time, that pass on thru.
The moments, ov a visual quest.
Mother natures rest, prequel to the blind is true.
Haunting to my mind, shows life at it's best.
Arid is it's crest, lonely looks it's time.
Drifting is hells' prime, visual is it's test.
Ghosts ov time, do not rest.
Title: Re: Victoria's Poetry Stop
Post by: Divine Metamorphoses on June 21, 2017, 09:43:52 am
NATURES GHOSTS

Ghosts ov time, that pass on thru.
The moments, ov a visual quest.
Mother natures rest, prequel to the blind is true.
Haunting to my mind, shows life at it's best.
Arid is it's crest, lonely looks it's time.
Drifting is hells' prime, visual is it's test.
Ghosts ov time, do not rest.

Ghosts great one Lady V 😘💝
Title: Re: Victoria's Poetry Stop
Post by: pryzmsticv on June 25, 2017, 03:06:18 pm
Thank you dear lady D, I hope you are doing ok.
To a point your heart, in which is slowly mending.
Knowing in part, that it Will fully never.
Just growing dearer.
Luv ya lady😚
Title: Re: Victoria's Poetry Stop
Post by: pryzmsticv on June 25, 2017, 03:14:41 pm
PACIFYING STRIFE

Flowing thru my life, pacifying what is strife.
Memories that are dear, something to entice.
Just want to runaway, somewhere that is safe.
Here I go again, finding a new space.
Memories holding their place, ill be back again someday.
Back to the human race, pacifying their disgrace.
Title: Re: Victoria's Poetry Stop
Post by: pryzmsticv on June 25, 2017, 05:32:57 pm
DEEP HOLE

In a hole, I sink each day.
Everyway, its getting deeper.
All because, ov the things I say.
Ever day, sadder I get.
Trying, to hold it at bay.
From it in my way, lessons have I learned.
In my soul, depression always stays.
Mundane ways, is part ov life.
Distancing myself, from my mind.
My feelings to find, upon the shelf.
Alone to ones self, is not so kind.
Makes you feel, like your running behind.
Sooner or later, you'll catch up to time.
Title: Re: Victoria's Poetry Stop
Post by: pryzmsticv on June 25, 2017, 11:09:54 pm
DEATHS AFTERGLOW

Rivers from heart, doth flow.
Coming within, deaths after glow.
Deepened, by the darkness that crest.
Blackened to, the beating ov it's finesse.
Momentarily, time will comply.
Only within, the souls that cry.
Riveting will be, hells' fate.
Stymied by crimson, that stagnates.
Cold is my soul, as it waits for it's domain.
Take me, from within.
Let my soul, be your sin.
Rivers from heart, no longer flows.
After death, regains it's afterglow.

Title: Re: Victoria's Poetry Stop
Post by: Clay Death on June 26, 2017, 10:44:38 pm
DEATHS AFTERGLOW

Rivers from heart, doth flow.
Coming within, deaths after glow.
Deepened, by the darkness that crest.
Blackened to, the beating ov it's finesse.
Momentarily, time will comply.
Only within, the souls that cry.
Riveting will be, hells' fate.
Stymied by crimson, that stagnates.
Cold is my soul, as it waits for it's domain.
Take me, from within.
Let my soul, be your sin.
Rivers from heart, no longer flows.
After death, regains it's afterglow.


spectacular prose lady V.
Title: Re: Victoria's Poetry Stop
Post by: pryzmsticv on June 27, 2017, 10:28:07 pm
Thank you so much my dear, so many wander my mind.
I will lay them in ink, soon thru time.
Title: Re: Victoria's Poetry Stop
Post by: pryzmsticv on June 27, 2017, 10:44:52 pm
CONFESSIONS OV THE MIND

My soul flew away, and left me in a stare.
Me not, wanting to go nowhere.
In my mind, I must confess.
Thru the years, I've been a mess.
When bringing in, a new life years ago.
I saw my soul, walk away from strife.
I must again confess, how important life is.
My mind fly's, High with exhaust.
Loaming the words, at a loss.
My flight would be, ov whimsical truth.
Faded to complete the proof, is the dark ov the night.
Life us trampling thru my mind, my heart, my soul....
....and everything it can find.

Title: Re: Victoria's Poetry Stop
Post by: Clay Death on July 03, 2017, 05:17:13 pm
CONFESSIONS OV THE MIND

My soul flew away, and left me in a stare.
Me not, wanting to go nowhere.
In my mind, I must confess.
Thru the years, I've been a mess.
When bringing in, a new life years ago.
I saw my soul, walk away from strife.
I must again confess, how important life is.
My mind fly's, High with exhaust.
Loaming the words, at a loss.
My flight would be, ov whimsical truth.
Faded to complete the proof, is the dark ov the night.
Life us trampling thru my mind, my heart, my soul....
....and everything it can find.


wonderful prose lady V.
Title: Re: Victoria's Poetry Stop
Post by: pryzmsticv on July 03, 2017, 05:48:17 pm
Thank you my dear, I have so many up here.
Haha pointing to my head, Can't expect you to see thru my phone.😚
Title: Re: Victoria's Poetry Stop
Post by: pryzmsticv on July 06, 2017, 09:20:46 pm
AGLOW

Beautiful, as the water flows.
Is the beauty, the sunset glows.
Heaven sent, are the palm trees.
Camouflaged, by the reverent.
Translucent, mystically the color flows.
To life, mother nature holds.
Transforms the bold, by vacating the sand.
Swiftly the water folds, in and out to be grand.
Beautiful, the water glows.
Title: Re: Victoria's Poetry Stop
Post by: pryzmsticv on July 06, 2017, 09:38:35 pm
DREAM STRONG
I am strong holding, On to my wishes.
My dreams, will come along.
They can't Be, taken away from me.
My heart carries me, thru out history.
Dreams are my visionary, it is life's way.
To keep living day by day, I am a mystery.
Be it psychology, or biology, luv has its test ov time.
The beauty ov it is, following with my rhymes.
Dreams ov my lives are strong, following me thru time.
Title: Re: Victoria's Poetry Stop
Post by: Clay Death on July 06, 2017, 09:48:12 pm
DREAM STRONG
I am strong holding, On to my wishes.
My dreams, will come along.
They can't Be, taken away from me.
My heart carries me, thru out history.
Dreams are my visionary, it is life's way.
To keep living day by day, I am a mystery.
Be it psychology, or biology, luv has its test ov time.
The beauty ov it us, following with my rhymes.
Dreams ov my lives are strong, following me thru time.


sensational prose lady V.



keep it coming.
Title: Re: Victoria's Poetry Stop
Post by: Divine Metamorphoses on July 07, 2017, 08:53:13 am
AGLOW

Beautiful, as the water flows.
Is the beauty, the sunset glows.
Heaven sent, are the palm trees.
Camouflaged, by the reverent.
Translucent, mystically the color flows.
To life, mother nature holds.
Transforms the bold, by vacating the sand.
Swiftly the water folds, in and out to be grand.
Beautiful, the water glows.


Beautiful as always Lady V!
Our wonderful Poetess of the Camelot Family
We have a new poet King Aur✝️Hur
He too loves to rhyme
It comes naturally
As it does for our Lady V

Love and light

~Divine
Title: Re: Victoria's Poetry Stop
Post by: pryzmsticv on July 08, 2017, 09:48:40 pm
Thank you lady D, ill have to check his poetry out.
Hope you are ok, I've had you on my mind everyday.
Luv you my friend.😚 💜
Title: Re: Victoria's Poetry Stop
Post by: pryzmsticv on July 08, 2017, 10:06:01 pm
SHADOWED THOUGHTS

Shadowed, by the thoughts that I fight.
Knowing, that none them are right.
Lingering they are, thru hell.
Are the wishes, ov breaking the spell.
Thru terrible times, we do press on.
Making us, forever strong.
In the shadows, we may be.
With our unity, we stand the toll.
Let them sacrifice, at their own demise.
For their common cause, let their life suffice.
To take others, young and old.
What does it do to prove, their right.
It does nothing, to help their cause.
Oh the anger, that lays in my heart.
Wishing I could, rip them apart.
The hate created, in me as it starts.

Title: Re: Victoria's Poetry Stop
Post by: pryzmsticv on July 08, 2017, 10:28:54 pm
ABUSED THEY CRY

Need to walk away, from all ov the pain today.
The look in their eyes, ov the abuse that is shown.
Brutality that was devised, why is it so.
The pain and misery, does it show.
Do they know, the hurt that they feel.
Luv that is real, that they are craving for.
The brutal blows, the heartless act.
Only god and the animal knows, how the pain is so real.
How could babies so spry, be ignored and left to die.
Alone will not be, their cry.
Title: Re: Victoria's Poetry Stop
Post by: pryzmsticv on July 09, 2017, 05:52:57 am
SATAN'S HOLD

Satan's. Flames, spread thru the ocean.
Upon the waves, a blaze ov rippling gold.
Terminating emotions ov life's  breeze.
Castrating hades' hold, within the seas.
With the flames, ov hades' promotion.
Hell sends, a wave of commotion.
Cast out by hell, comes life's devotions.
Satan's flames, continues on thru the breeze.
Title: Re: Victoria's Poetry Stop
Post by: Clay Death on July 10, 2017, 10:57:30 pm
WELCOME TO VICTORIA'S POETRY STOP           WELCOME TO VICTORIA'S POETRY STOP                WELCOME TO VICTORIA'S POETRY STOP

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Title: Re: Victoria's Poetry Stop
Post by: pryzmsticv on July 21, 2017, 05:30:20 pm
HEART CONCEDES

My heart concedes to thee, you're everything that I need.
A Part ov my heart, that grows within deep.
My heart condescends, for all to be.
Tears flows so silently, without sight to see.
Putting my emotions aside, each time I want to cry.
Emotions come on by, with tears ov the soul.
Knowing, you will return to me.
Passive you'll always see, the tenderness ov my heart.
Mean to you, I could never be.
You are, my heart eternally.
Title: Re: Victoria's Poetry Stop
Post by: Clay Death on July 22, 2017, 10:33:02 pm
HEART CONCEDES

My heart concedes to thee, you're everything that I need.
A Part ov my heart, that grows within deep.
My heart condescends, for all to be.
Tears flows so silently, without sight to see.
Putting my emotions aside, each time I want to cry.
Emotions come on by, with tears ov the soul.
Knowing, you will return to me.
Passive you'll always see, the tenderness ov my heart.
Mean to you, I could never be.
You are, my heart eternally.


remarkable prose lady V.



Title: Re: Victoria's Poetry Stop
Post by: Divine Metamorphoses on July 23, 2017, 02:48:40 am
Beautiful and from your soul always
Title: Re: Victoria's Poetry Stop
Post by: Clay Death on July 29, 2017, 03:59:06 pm
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Title: Re: Victoria's Poetry Stop
Post by: pryzmsticv on July 30, 2017, 05:45:53 am
Thank you lady D, is there no other way.
Then for us, to reveal our souls.
Be it ov ink, or in music tones.
Our hearts, are in our poems.
Luv ya lady😚
Title: Re: Victoria's Poetry Stop
Post by: pryzmsticv on July 30, 2017, 05:50:00 am
How beautiful my dear, how your work perseveres.
Is there no end, to your talent.
Such promotions, lead them our way.
Thank you, my dear.
Title: Re: Victoria's Poetry Stop
Post by: Divine Metamorphoses on August 02, 2017, 11:35:54 pm
Thank you lady D, is there no other way.
Then for us, to reveal our souls.
Be it ov ink, or in music tones.
Our hearts, are in our poems.
Luv ya lady😚


I so agree with you Lady V!
Heart and soul
Both you and I
Spill ink etched from us whole

Love you Lady V
Always so happy to see you! ♥️♥️♥️
Title: Re: Victoria's Poetry Stop
Post by: pryzmsticv on August 22, 2017, 03:13:57 am
Me too, hope you are ok, holding depression at bay.
Knowing how tough it is, with those that you miss.
Dreams keep us alive, that's how we do strive.
With daily thoughts, ov those we luv.
Flying so high, with the doves.
Title: Re: Victoria's Poetry Stop
Post by: pryzmsticv on August 22, 2017, 03:49:02 am
THINKING OV YOU

Everyday all I do, is sit and think ov you.
Do you really care, or is it my imagination dear.
My mind is lost, chasing down it's thoughts.
Visions with you, caressing hearts.
Memories ov our past, wondering do you see them too.
Thru the tears, that fall each day.
That casts away, the deity ov life.
Waves ov strife, will always come this way.
With fighting hearts, luv will come each day.
Thinking ov you, in my own way.
Title: Re: Victoria's Poetry Stop
Post by: pryzmsticv on August 22, 2017, 05:09:46 am
SORROWS

Walking thru, the memories ov my mind.
Riddled by the fear of the shadows, and what's lurking there.
Casting me unto the dark, to pass me on.
Visions will, castrate thru time.
Though life's sorrows, will be the crimes.
When I die, will I go out in fame.
Does anyone else, feel the same.
That's not my game, putting death upon the shelf.
All bottled up, with nowhere to go.

My elixir ov life,  wants to flow.
So I will show, what goes thru life.
I am stronger,[attachimg=1] then anyone knows.
Title: Re: Victoria's Poetry Stop
Post by: Clay Death on August 29, 2017, 03:35:13 pm
SORROWS

Walking thru, the memories ov my mind.
Riddled by the fear of the shadows, and what's lurking there.
Casting me unto the dark, to pass me on.
Visions will, castrate thru time.
Though life's sorrows, will be the crimes.
When I day, will I go out in fame.
Does anyone else, feel the same.
That's not my game, putting death upon the shelf.
All bottled up, with nowhere to go.

My elixir ov life,  wants to flow.
So I will show, what goes thru life.
I am stronger, (Attachment Link) then anyone knows.



sensational prose lady V.

Title: Re: Victoria's Poetry Stop
Post by: Clay Death on August 29, 2017, 08:46:03 pm
I found this poem on the internet:



Medieval Times



Traveling back in into Medieval Times, he was glad to be
a page to a knight that was really kind.
It was his honor to serve him greatly and this was the
beginning of his bonding bind.

He and others were going on a conquest in the wee
bit morning hours to protect our great Kings land.
Bad men nearby were on their way and had formed
a heavy group to battle with metal and their hands.

It shall not be done he said to the page, never as long as
we can stand.
Our lives live on protecting ourselves and we will
provide the best we can.

Maybe can I go with you, my sir knight and fight along and be
by your side?
I need you all, little one to stand guard here and protect
other children and our King and Queen and all other lives


Time passed and the wee morning finally came true to
light.
The knights and their horses set out to win and to correct
this terrible flight.

Hours turned into days and not a word did they hear of
them.
Horses returned without their riders and faces were
beginning to look grim.

Standing by the walls of the Kings castle, they awaited
anxiously.
A few minutes later horses and riders appeared but it was
the Kings men that were riding impatiently.

We are here!!! They cried so loudly and clear and all kneeled
before their King.
The page was standing there by his knight and horse and
full of sunlight beams.














Title: Re: Victoria's Poetry Stop
Post by: pryzmsticv on August 30, 2017, 08:44:10 pm
The presence ov the past, helps caress our mind.
Investing within our rhymes, medieval was our time.
Colorful is the prose you found. Thank you my dear.😚
Title: Re: Victoria's Poetry Stop
Post by: pryzmsticv on August 30, 2017, 09:06:20 pm
LIFE UNFOLDS TIME

I want to know, where my life unfolds.
Never am I told, a very young soul am I.
1500 years have gone by, visually bold.
Though alone, thru the passage ov time.
Loneliness, will be the crime.
For luv,not to come.
Time chases, some ov the tears...
...but loneliness, keeps them close to stay.
Tiredness commandeers, expediting thru my mind.
Traveling with me, thru out the years.
Regressing thru my time, as visions of a seer.
Tell me our luv, will span thru infinity.
As our truth, does unfold.


Title: Re: Victoria's Poetry Stop
Post by: pryzmsticv on August 31, 2017, 04:23:16 am
TREMBLES

My heart trembles, with the thoughts ov you.
Caressing you, thru out my mind.
Holding on, to our pleasant times.
Visions, that we cater too.
The pleasantries, ov making luv with you.
How craves my soul, with luv I hold true.
Cradled within, the arms ov your heart.
Loneliness to no avail, it does not part.
Castaways, becomes sweethearts.
My heart trembles, with my thoughts....
....ov you.
Thru our dreams,  our hearts contends too.
Title: Re: Victoria's Poetry Stop
Post by: Clay Death on September 01, 2017, 09:58:38 pm
LIFE UNFOLDS TIME

I want to know, where my life unfolds.
Never am I told, a very young soul am I.
1500 years have gone by, visually bold.
Though alone, thru the passage ov time.
Loneliness, will be the crime.
For luv,not to come.
Time chases, some ov the tears...
...but loneliness, keeps them close to stay.
Tiredness commandeers, expediting thru my mind.
Traveling with me, thru out the years.
Regressing thru my time, as visions of a seer.
Tell me our luv, will span thru infinity.
As our truth, does unfold.



wonderful prose lady V.
Title: Re: Victoria's Poetry Stop
Post by: Clay Death on September 01, 2017, 09:58:49 pm
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Title: Re: Victoria's Poetry Stop
Post by: Divine Metamorphoses on September 02, 2017, 10:51:24 pm
LIFE UNFOLDS TIME

I want to know, where my life unfolds.
Never am I told, a very young soul am I.
1500 years have gone by, visually bold.
Though alone, thru the passage ov time.
Loneliness, will be the crime.
For luv,not to come.
Time chases, some ov the tears...
...but loneliness, keeps them close to stay.
Tiredness commandeers, expediting thru my mind.
Traveling with me, thru out the years.
Regressing thru my time, as visions of a seer.
Tell me our luv, will span thru infinity.
As our truth, does unfold.




Beautiful Lady V!
Many lifetimes we've been here beautiful heart
Someone's birthday will be celebrated
Soon
Very soon
Love ya, 😘💖
Title: Re: Victoria's Poetry Stop
Post by: pryzmsticv on September 03, 2017, 09:19:48 pm
Thank you lady D & Sire Clay.
One day I will finish thru, regressing thru my lives.
Knowing my lives true, 1500 years to do.
Bet my lives, were spent with my dear friends, you two.
Title: Re: Victoria's Poetry Stop
Post by: pryzmsticv on September 03, 2017, 09:32:18 pm
DELICATE THE BREEZE

I call on the beauty, ov the breeze.
Blowing as it does, thru the trees.
Oh how I wish, that I could see.
All the whispers, that blows thru the trees.
Beautiful the petals, on which I breath.
Floating upon the breeze, delicate is the essence.
With luv in hearts, souls will seize.
My heart ascends, above the trees.
Waiting for yours, to fly away with me.
Title: Re: Victoria's Poetry Stop
Post by: Clay Death on September 03, 2017, 10:42:02 pm
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Title: Re: Victoria's Poetry Stop
Post by: Clay Death on September 09, 2017, 09:43:51 pm
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Title: Re: Victoria's Poetry Stop
Post by: pryzmsticv on September 13, 2017, 04:22:28 pm
Beautiful they are my dear, thank you so much.
Luvly your work doth persevere, beauty ov it to mirror.
Luv you😚
Title: Re: Victoria's Poetry Stop
Post by: pryzmsticv on September 13, 2017, 04:38:27 pm
THE DARK OV DEATH

Dark is the day, as I move in upon my prey.
Howling with delight, as my winds blow in to say...
...I'm going to cause you all kinds ov fright.
Run like hell, do as you might.
From me, you will never get away.
Running my claws, down thru the waves.
Spinning you around, causing you pain.
Thru hell and back, I will not refrain.
With you shredded, you I will track.
Picking you up, and throwing you back...
....ov this I say...
...[attachimg=1] the storm ov myself turns life to gray.
Within the souls, I turn to graves.
Title: Re: Victoria's Poetry Stop
Post by: pryzmsticv on September 14, 2017, 06:49:56 pm
DEALING

I need to know, what these feelings are, that I hold.
Is it from the past, stories that I once  told.
Wondering, where time has gone.
When you, just seem to creep along.
People you once knew, came and passed on.
Sometimes I think, I need to rest.
Dealing with, my aggressive past.
Lessons learned, keeps life easy to digest.
That which get's chastised, is in my mind.
Blatant could be my time, with all of that to suffice.
When doing it to a rhyme, it becomes so sublime.
Dealings with luv, in another time.[attachimg=1]
Title: Re: Victoria's Poetry Stop
Post by: pryzmsticv on September 14, 2017, 07:34:45 pm
[attachimg=1]FOUND TRACKS

Found tracks, that are leading nowhere.
Maybe I should, follow them there.
Doing that would be better, then staying here.
Drifting thru, the deep darkness ov dispair.
Slowly for me to proceed...
...On the tracks, that will leads me nowhere.
At the end ov repair, the light that leads you somewhere.

Title: Re: Victoria's Poetry Stop
Post by: pryzmsticv on September 15, 2017, 07:04:43 pm
NATURES' GLOW

Beautiful the flow, as it weaves in and out ov the mounds.
Reflecting of the glow, echoing ov natures' sounds.
Hollows out the grounds, shifting as mother nature sews.
Then we would reap, what she knows.
Watching as it grows, beautiful is the scene.[attachimg=1]
Title: Re: Victoria's Poetry Stop
Post by: pryzmsticv on September 15, 2017, 07:16:10 pm
[attachimg=1]INCOMPLETE LUV

My life, has been incomplete.
Without my luv, here with me.
That day, will someday come.
Then my life, will not be so humdrum.
My heart wavers, to your heart.
Waiting patiently, to start.
My soul starts within your soul, that I saver to show.
Incomplete, to start slow.
Title: Re: Victoria's Poetry Stop
Post by: pryzmsticv on September 16, 2017, 05:09:31 pm
DEJA VOU

We never know, what life has, for us on hold.
Till it comes, to let us know.
If we remember, some ov it thru out.
That is Deja Vou[attachimg=1], without a doubt.
Fireworks, will be our clue.
When it comes, to me and you.
So with time, our luv will ascend.
Just like the sparks, that sends.
Colorful showers, till all life ends.
Deja Vou, luvs amends.
Title: Re: Victoria's Poetry Stop
Post by: pryzmsticv on September 16, 2017, 07:45:29 pm
BLADE SWING

With the swing, ov my brilliant blade.
My trade ov death, comes ov you to sing.
Silence doth bring, when I partake ov your head.
As my sword sings, ov your silence dead.
Transgressions are not, ov the mind.
It is a blow, ov warriors kind.
Fighting for control, as the wisdom ov ole.
My blade sings, what is to say, as it says sold.
So cavalier, and oh so bold.
As my blade sings, ov stories told.[attachimg=1]
Title: Re: Victoria's Poetry Stop
Post by: pryzmsticv on September 16, 2017, 08:23:39 pm
WHAT IS REAL

I can't tell what I see, what is real to me.
What is true, and what is beyond belief.
Viewed upon, the visions perceived.
Transponded, from those that deceive.
A hell ov visions, cast upon those that receive.
Despondent, but somewhat tame.
Miniscule is the brain, when not respondent.
How my heart, wishes to instill.
All the feelings, I have for you are real.
Tell me what you think, I should feel.
Because I no longer know, that ov which is real.[attachimg=1]
Title: Re: Victoria's Poetry Stop
Post by: pryzmsticv on September 18, 2017, 06:20:58 pm
[attachimg=1]LUVS' SIDE

Take me, to your side.
Leading me, with your mind.
I shall forever, stay in your heart.
For you my luv, shall never stray.
Beautiful visions, ov your warmth.
Basking me, within your luv.
Hold me tight, and kiss me deep.
Make luv to me, all thru the night.
My heart is yours, to keep.
By your side, my luv shall reap.
Title: Re: Victoria's Poetry Stop
Post by: pryzmsticv on September 18, 2017, 07:51:02 pm
RAVENS' EMBODIED SOUNDS

Pounding, within my head.
Extreme pain, causing the dread.
Darkness to gain, colors seen within a thread.
Pulsating in the brain, knowing I am not dead.
My ears, echoing to the sound.
Hell is in my [attachimg=1]mind, bouncing around.
Embodied out ov time, lashing out to live again
Diminishing ov the pain, physical the mind.
Reprieving ov my time, visions to regain.
So many time, I had wished the pain away.
Just to stay alive, I let it stay.
Whispers in the wind, ravens wings to hum.
Dark disappears, within it's run.
Embodied within, their circle to mirror.
Ravens' wings, whispers ov their hums.
Title: Re: Victoria's Poetry Stop
Post by: pryzmsticv on September 19, 2017, 09:26:30 pm
HARD TO RESIST

Oh how, I miss your heart.
Has it flown away, or is it resting this day.
Lonely thoughts, we will never know.
In this heart, my luv for you, will always show.
This my luv whispers, sweet messages.
Will you ever hear them, I'll never know...
... How I do, luv you so.
My heart, will always belong to you...
..Whether, you dont want it too.
My heart still anticipates, that warmth ov your sweet embrace.
Please tell me this... Why are you so hard to resist![attachimg=1]

Title: Re: Victoria's Poetry Stop
Post by: pryzmsticv on September 22, 2017, 06:24:13 pm
GHOSTLY FILAMENTS.

Ghostly the filaments, as they pass thru the breeze.
As I stand here, naked amongst the trees.
Channeling life's, explosive rights.
Whispers ov the winds, takes us for it's night.
Loneliness ov the lights, pulls us back thru this sight.
Visions that will not reveal, ov channels that which[attachimg=1] repeal.
Shielded by the obscene, manifesting the unique.
Title: Re: Victoria's Poetry Stop
Post by: pryzmsticv on September 22, 2017, 06:45:20 pm
TO FLY AWAY

I took, a look outside.
Wishing that I, could fly away...
Somewhere, I am safe.
Somewhere, I will feel no pain.
Somewhere, there is no lifes to claim.
Somewhere, it will only rain.
I need, to fall away.
From all the feelings, I hold at bay.
Floating, amongst the clouds.
Echoing, ov life's. Sweet sounds.
Wishing I, could fly around.[attachimg=1]
Title: Re: Victoria's Poetry Stop
Post by: pryzmsticv on September 22, 2017, 07:00:51 pm
CRIMSON ROSE

The essence, ov the rose.
Glows within, the heart.
Weeps softly, to never part.
Crimson petals, within minds' luv.
Souls roam, to impart.
When hearts' breathe, leans in to settle.
The fabric of it's leaves, becomes life's petals.[attachimg=1]
Title: Re: Victoria's Poetry Stop
Post by: pryzmsticv on September 22, 2017, 07:46:02 pm
[attachimg=1]WHISKED AWAY

I dont know what to do, My mind is all askew.
Frantic for it, to become anew.
Wish my heart and soul, was not in the blue.
Competing with, my soulful thoughts.
My mind, is within a misty fog.
Again another day, my mind has been, whisked away.
Listening to the wind, and how it is, blowing thru my head.
Trying to make it bleed, explosions ov light to dread.
Oh the pain I conceive, pounding thru my head.
Let me hold on, to my mind.
Classified by all, the minutes to find.
Title: Re: Victoria's Poetry Stop
Post by: pryzmsticv on September 23, 2017, 07:26:49 pm
SATAN'S CHASE

Signs of hell, there was to pay.
Satan has begun, his killing way.
Not knowing, what has been done.
Life and blood, has begun.
The demons, have taken the sun.
Darkness ov Satan, has come.
On this, the[attachimg=1] most frightful day.
Horror has taken life, to another place.
Title: Re: Victoria's Poetry Stop
Post by: Clay Death on September 23, 2017, 10:05:24 pm
DEALING

I need to know, what these feelings are, that I hold.
Is it from the past, stories that I once  told.
Wondering, where time has gone.
When you, just seem to creep along.
People you once knew, came and passed on.
Sometimes I think, I need to rest.
Dealing with, my aggressive past.
Lessons learned, keeps life easy to digest.
That which get's chastised, is in my mind.
Blatant could be my time, with all of that to suffice.
When doing it to a rhyme, it becomes so sublime.
Dealings with luv, in another time. (Attachment Link)


wonderful prose lady V.
Title: Re: Victoria's Poetry Stop
Post by: Clay Death on September 23, 2017, 10:06:45 pm
CRIMSON ROSE

The essence, ov the rose.
Glows within, the heart.
Weeps softly, to never part.
Crimson petals, within minds' luv.
Souls roam, to impart.
When hearts' breathe, leans in to settle.
The fabric of it's leaves, becomes life's petals. (Attachment Link)



remarkable prose lady V.
Title: Re: Victoria's Poetry Stop
Post by: pryzmsticv on September 26, 2017, 08:52:18 pm
Thank you my dear, there more to come.
As my life, is never humdrum.😚
Title: Re: Victoria's Poetry Stop
Post by: pryzmsticv on September 26, 2017, 09:04:37 pm
[attachimg=1]CRACKER JACKS

My mind, is in a whirl.
Anxiety, has hit this girl.
Someone please tell me, where is my mind.
Been looking, for it to find.
My mind, is out in left field.
Wondering what yet, it will yield.
Protective am I, my mind heralds' it's shield.
With gelatinous ways, I become numb.
Flying me, to the moon and back.
Watching tv, and eating cracker jacks.
Craziness is to be, a playful side of me.
Someday, someone will come.
Telling me, that I am Disney free.
Title: Re: Victoria's Poetry Stop
Post by: pryzmsticv on September 26, 2017, 09:41:09 pm
EYES OV A SOUL

Thru the eyes, ov a soul.
Many visions, come into role.
Without control, we're wasting time.
With crushed feelings, I come back to say.
The dark in my soul, isn't far from here to play.
Those that get in my way, I castrate their souls.
Sips of poison, has the deranged.
Enraged, with the reasons to scold.
Dwelling in your souls, takes ov time.
The heartless capsulate, when I have lost control.
Attacking everything, ov my soul.
To see into your soul, there was a time.
Now souls, that have gone blind.[attachimg=1]
Title: Re: Victoria's Poetry Stop
Post by: Clay Death on September 26, 2017, 10:05:57 pm
RAVENS' EMBODIED SOUNDS

Pounding, within my head.
Extreme pain, causing the dread.
Darkness to gain, colors seen within a thread.
Pulsating in the brain, knowing I am not dead.
My ears, echoing to the sound.
Hell is in my (Attachment Link) mind, bouncing around.
Embodied out ov time, lashing out to live again
Diminishing ov the pain, physical the mind.
Reprieving ov my time, visions to regain.
So many time, I had wished the pain away.
Just to stay alive, I let it stay.
Whispers in the wind, ravens wings to hum.
Dark disappears, within it's run.
Embodied within, their circle to mirror.
Ravens' wings, whispers ov their hums.



sensational lady V.
Title: Re: Victoria's Poetry Stop
Post by: Clay Death on September 26, 2017, 10:07:47 pm
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Title: Re: Victoria's Poetry Stop
Post by: pryzmsticv on September 26, 2017, 10:33:00 pm
So beautiful, is this poem
From the heart, passionately
With dignity, it should roam.[attachimg=1]
Title: Re: Victoria's Poetry Stop
Post by: pryzmsticv on September 27, 2017, 07:27:29 pm
[attachimg=1]SILVER NIGHT

As the moon, kisses the sea.
Gentle the luv, is the breeze.
Magically, is the night.
Glittering silver, thru out the sight.
Casting ov the moonlight, with shimmering crests.
Shadowing waves, ov the Celeste.
Thru celestial light, I see where you are.
Distant amongst the stars, shining so bright.
How the moon echos, the passions ov delight.
Silvery, our moon night.
Title: Re: Victoria's Poetry Stop
Post by: pryzmsticv on September 27, 2017, 07:43:30 pm
STRENGTH OV TERROR

As warriors together, we'll succeed.
Protecting, our luving needs.
I am a warrior, ov strength in mind.
Never to leave, a soul behind.
A fighter, ov[attachimg=1] many a kind.
I am a terror,ov a different sign.
Lean into what, you think you may find.
Masochistic ways, ov you to blind.
I'm a warrior, ov the royal time.
In my armor, I will take siege.
Fighting for you, my royal liege.
Together as warriors, never concede.
Title: Re: Victoria's Poetry Stop
Post by: pryzmsticv on September 28, 2017, 06:55:54 pm
LOOKING INTO YOUR SOUL

How I wish, I could gaze into your eyes.
I know there would be, no surprise.
Your heart and soul, would just shine.
Because I knew you, back thru a vivid time.
You are the thunder, ov my heart and mind.
Castrating all ov the pain, thru time.
With my heart, you are my luv so fine.
Laying here, with you on my mind.
Wondering if you are, an imagination ov time.
Visually, I thought I would see.
Further than I thought, I would ever be.
Loneliness, wants to creep on in.
Creating, luvs' only sin.[attachimg=1]
Title: Re: Victoria's Poetry Stop
Post by: Clay Death on September 28, 2017, 09:09:12 pm
So beautiful, is this poem
From the heart, passionately
With dignity, it should roam. (Attachment Link)

wonderful.
Title: Re: Victoria's Poetry Stop
Post by: pryzmsticv on September 28, 2017, 11:40:27 pm
Thank you my dear, sure wish that it had been mine.
But that's ok, it says what is on my mind. Haha
😚
Title: Re: Victoria's Poetry Stop
Post by: pryzmsticv on October 01, 2017, 10:39:02 pm
[attachimg=1]DREAMS OV HEATHER

I heard the bagpipes, they seemed so real.
The music that I feel, is it the life I had.
Yet I kin not, the time ov it still.
My mind conceals, fragments ov my life.
Triggers to my thoughts, my dreams instill.
That luv was oh so real, I kin it in my heart.
Visions ov extreme, capturing those chills.
Memories of the lavender hills, with each thought.
A time that was hard, but somehow still.
A luv  you fulfilled, with a chase ov time.
Visions ov mine, with an emptiness to fill.
I see images that congeal, my words I conceive.
Believed words, in images seen to reveal.
I kin it is real, my soul lingers there.
Remembering, once upon that thrill.
Please leave me, my dear loneliness.
Happiness is where I wish, back to be.
I was full of life and free, within my heart.
To find my start, did I go back in time.
Where my soul flies, at the Isle of Skye.
In Scotland Ov ole, my heart and soul resides.

Title: Re: Victoria's Poetry Stop
Post by: pryzmsticv on October 04, 2017, 10:21:50 pm
LONESOME PLACE

Cast among, the sea ov the dead.
Lying lifeless, so reverently.
Happiness was once, there was to see.
Laid among the seen, a common face.
There will always be a trace...
...ov this lonesome place.[attachimg=1]
Title: Re: Victoria's Poetry Stop
Post by: pryzmsticv on October 05, 2017, 09:58:16 pm
DEPRESSED EMPTINESS

Sometimes, I don't believe.
My poems, are stories about me.
My life put on pages, for all to see.
When I am sad, lonely, and depressed.
I turn to the poems, with this I address.
Paper and ink, I will leave my finesse.
Inked upon the page, I leave my emptiness.
Why I lay my tears, upon the page.
My words become, a living rage.
Hosts ov many, willing to engage.
The writings, upon my page.[attachimg=1]
Title: Re: Victoria's Poetry Stop
Post by: Clay Death on October 10, 2017, 09:51:29 pm
(Attachment Link) SILVER NIGHT

As the moon, kisses the sea.
Gentle the luv, is the breeze.
Magically, is the night.
Glittering silver, thru out the sight.
Casting ov the moonlight, with shimmering crests.
Shadowing waves, ov the Celeste.
Thru celestial light, I see where you are.
Distant amongst the stars, shining so bright.
How the moon echos, the passions ov delight.
Silvery, our moon night.


absolutely sensational lady V.



Title: Re: Victoria's Poetry Stop
Post by: pryzmsticv on October 10, 2017, 10:41:09 pm
CASTAWAY SOUL

Castaway, has my soul.
Lost, in another's control.
Miserable, as a host.
To most, invincible the heart.
Laying here so deep, within the dark.
Mystified, by why I can not sleep.
Lying here, with hours to weep.
The silence doth keep, to only stray.
So many times, my heart walks away.
It becomes dismal, not wanting to play.
Castrating all ov those, that gets in my way.
How dark my mind, wishes to stay.
With crushed feelings, my mind returns to say.
The dark in my soul, isn't far away.[attachimg=1]
Title: Re: Victoria's Poetry Stop
Post by: Divine Metamorphoses on October 11, 2017, 08:16:37 pm
DEPRESSED EMPTINESS

Sometimes, I don't believe.
My poems, are stories about me.
My life put on pages, for all to see.
When I am sad, lonely, and depressed.
I turn to the poems, with this I address.
Paper and ink, I will leave my finesse.
Inked upon the page, I leave my emptiness.
Why I lay my tears, upon the page.
My words become, a living rage.
Hosts ov many, willing to engage.
The writings, upon my page. (Attachment Link)


Beautiful truth
Title: Re: Victoria's Poetry Stop
Post by: Divine Metamorphoses on October 11, 2017, 08:20:04 pm
CASTAWAY SOUL

Castaway, has my soul.
Lost, in another's control.
Miserable, as a host.
To most, invincible the heart.
Laying here so deep, within the dark.
Mystified, by why I can not sleep.
Lying here, with hours to weep.
The silence doth keep, to only stray.
So many times, my heart walks away.
It becomes dismal, not wanting to play.
Castrating all ov those, that gets in my way.
How dark my mind, wishes to stay.
With crushed feelings, my mind returns to say.
The dark in my soul, isn't far away. (Attachment Link)

Dark!

I so understand that!
Love it Lady V
Title: Re: Victoria's Poetry Stop
Post by: pryzmsticv on October 12, 2017, 09:17:17 pm
Thank you lady D, going thru a dark me.
That's why I like to be, inked upon the page free.
It is my my way, to release a mix ov me. Luv ya lady D.
Title: Re: Victoria's Poetry Stop
Post by: pryzmsticv on October 12, 2017, 09:36:56 pm
[attachimg=1]HAND OV A MAN

I knew a man, from way back when.
He is the luv, ov my life's span.
Deep with in my hand, is the hand ov a luving man.
With our hearts, we did exchange.
All the feelings, I will captivate.
Oh how, I would luv you that man
There for us, to engage.
Let us dance, on thru my memories.
Swaying to, the sweet pleasantries.
When luv, can defy that pain.
Then thru life, together we will entice.
Feelings and emotions, that we had sacrificed.
Reflections, will again come to life.
With the minuet, we will dance on ice.
Title: Re: Victoria's Poetry Stop
Post by: Clay Death on October 12, 2017, 10:10:58 pm
(Attachment Link) DREAMS OV HEATHER

I heard the bagpipes, they seemed so real.
The music that I feel, is it the life I had.
Yet I kin not, the time ov it still.
My mind conceals, fragments ov my life.
Triggers to my thoughts, my dreams instill.
That luv was oh so real, I kin it in my heart.
Visions ov extreme, capturing those chills.
Memories of the lavender hills, with each thought.
A time that was hard, but somehow still.
A luv  you fulfilled, with a chase ov time.
Visions ov mine, with an emptiness to fill.
I see images that congeal, my words I conceive.
Believed words, in images seen to reveal.
I kin it is real, my soul lingers there.
Remembering, once upon that thrill.
Please leave me, my dear loneliness.
Happiness is where I wish, back to be.
I was full of life and free, within my heart.
To find my start, did I go back in time.
Where my soul flies, at the Isle of Skye.
In Scotland Ov ole, my heart and soul resides.


wonderful imagery and prose lady V.



simply awesome.
Title: Re: Victoria's Poetry Stop
Post by: Divine Metamorphoses on October 13, 2017, 12:23:01 am
Thank you lady D, going thru a dark me.
That's why I like to be, inked upon the page free.
It is my my way, to release a mix ov me. Luv ya lady D.


Beautiful Lady V!
I too have been in a dark period.

It’s a perfect time to express

I was struggling trying to be light
When the dark plunged in me.

Sending you love always my friend 💖♥️
Title: Re: Victoria's Poetry Stop
Post by: Divine Metamorphoses on October 13, 2017, 12:23:48 am
(Attachment Link) HAND OV A MAN

I knew a man, from way back when.
He is the luv, ov my life's span.
Deep with in my hand, is the hand ov a luving man.
With our hearts, we did exchange.
All the feelings, I will captivate.
Oh how, I would luv you that man
There for us, to engage.
Let us dance, on thru my memories.
Swaying to, the sweet pleasantries.
When luv, can defy that pain.
Then thru life, together we will entice.
Feelings and emotions, that we had sacrificed.
Reflections, will again come to life.
With the minuet, we will dance on ice.

Love this ♥️
Title: Re: Victoria's Poetry Stop
Post by: pryzmsticv on October 14, 2017, 07:53:08 pm
Thank you my dear friend, thru life we proceed.
With friends, that we need. Luv ya lady D😚
Title: Re: Victoria's Poetry Stop
Post by: pryzmsticv on October 14, 2017, 08:56:29 pm
Thank you Sire, I stumble thru.
Hoping to please, all that views.
Thank you again my dear 😚
Title: Re: Victoria's Poetry Stop
Post by: pryzmsticv on October 14, 2017, 09:32:05 pm
WATER SWAYS

Let me drink...
... ov the water you walk.
Revealing the words...
... ov which you talk.
The nanes ov water...
... once will then explode.
Cascading to...
... the feelings ov ole.
Upon your soul, I'll sit and ponder.
Knowing your heart, to gain control.
Luv being your role, loneliness will not sigh.
Your phlegmatic ways, concerns me so.
Into my soul, you I wish to absorb.
Invading your sleep, from within your mind.
To be oh so kind, will be lessons to learn.
Luv earned, heart and soul refined.[attachimg=1]



Title: Re: Victoria's Poetry Stop
Post by: pryzmsticv on October 14, 2017, 10:10:46 pm
[attachimg=1]A PAGE

A friend once, you were to me.
What cast you, beyond thee.
You hurt me more, when you didn't reply.
Why did I feel, like I wanted to die.
My memories, are in distinctive style.
When you my tears, that I had cried.
On the page, like an outline.
Our friendship, no longer to engage.
Feelings, ov painful rage.
In my tale your now, but a line on a page.

Title: Re: Victoria's Poetry Stop
Post by: pryzmsticv on October 15, 2017, 09:24:40 pm
CHARITY'S TEARS

I have visions, that never comply.
All they do, is make me cry.
I wish my heart, I could conceal.
As my luv is real, and tears apart.
To impart, I believe to feel.
Lonely, the heart's tears reveal.
Everytime, it is in demise.
With loneliness, my tears will cry.
Thru luvs' charity, I[attachimg=1] remain.
Loneliness, is not my shame
Title: Re: Victoria's Poetry Stop
Post by: pryzmsticv on October 15, 2017, 09:34:43 pm
DEEP BLUE

Dont know why, sad has to be blue.
Can't it be, a different colored hue.
I dont know, what to say or do.
My heart and mind, is in a deep blue.
Pragmatic, and oh so true.
I'll come out, ov those hues.
With the intentions, ov a logical mind.
Brighter colors, will make up for time.[attachimg=1]
Title: Re: Victoria's Poetry Stop
Post by: Divine Metamorphoses on October 19, 2017, 08:27:11 pm
Thank you my dear friend, thru life we proceed.
With friends, that we need. Luv ya lady D😚


Love you Lady V ♥️

I love all of your new additions
Different but deep emotions
Of the hearts conditions.

Thank you for sharing

Title: Re: Victoria's Poetry Stop
Post by: Clay Death on November 13, 2017, 01:38:21 pm
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Title: Re: Victoria's Poetry Stop
Post by: pryzmsticv on November 17, 2017, 08:08:44 pm
Thank you dear clay, m.m. Is always beautiful in every way
Luv ya😚
Title: Re: Victoria's Poetry Stop
Post by: pryzmsticv on November 17, 2017, 08:36:39 pm
CARVED NICHE

Carve your niche, into the block ov life.
Comatose, to the miserable strife.
Aged and well designed, proof is ov the knife.
Chiseled out, and stifled by life.
Cutting thru, the mundane time.
Forming and shaping, the chiseled pride.[attachimg=1]
Title: Re: Victoria's Poetry Stop
Post by: pryzmsticv on November 19, 2017, 09:29:20 pm


HIDDEN GROWTH

Mother nature, has come to see.
Those In her Forrest, that lives reverently.
Hidden, within it's realm.
Standing so tall, are the elms.
As the Forrest, has just begun.
Snapdragons with butterflies to find.
Pacifying us, with showers in mind.
Mays designs, visions ov color Ov luvs' time.
Thru growth, that we conceive.
Strength in which, we receive.[attachimg=1]
Title: Re: Victoria's Poetry Stop
Post by: pryzmsticv on November 19, 2017, 09:57:54 pm
[attachimg=1]SHADOWED WINGS

Shadowed by my wings, with the tears I cry.
Thru miseries ov life, I want to fly.
Cast away, for what's in my hearts' sigh.
Dragging the pain, thru memories sight.
Up off ov my shoulders, to ease the insane.
Lifting the weight, to live again.
My mind get ravished, with visions I have.
As darkness, shadows from a path.
Shadowing, their wings do cast.
Putting my mind, in a silent mode.
Discrepantly, ready to implode.
Shadowed wings, as we explode.
Title: Re: Victoria's Poetry Stop
Post by: Divine Metamorphoses on November 20, 2017, 10:37:01 pm
(Attachment Link) SHADOWED WINGS

Shadowed by my wings, with the tears I cry.
Thru miseries ov life, I want to fly.
Cast away, for what's in my hearts' sigh.
Dragging the pain, thru memories sight.
Up off ov my shoulders, to ease the insane.
Lifting the weight, to live again.
My mind get ravished, with visions I have.
As darkness, shadows from a path.
Shadowing, their wings do cast.
Putting my mind, in a silent mode.
Discrepantly, ready to implode.
Shadowed wings, as we explode.



Beautiful xxx
Title: Re: Victoria's Poetry Stop
Post by: DaddysKitten on December 06, 2017, 02:26:45 am
Hi Victoria, you are as dark as I am wicked. Hehe . You are a wiz at words Madame Vic real good. Like. ThanQ
Title: Re: Victoria's Poetry Stop
Post by: guest256 on December 06, 2017, 06:16:18 am


HIDDEN GROWTH

Mother nature, has come to see.
Those In her Forrest, that lives reverently.
Hidden, within it's realm.
Standing so tall, are the elms.
As the Forrest, has just begun.
Snapdragons with butterflies to find.

I love this poem. Thank you very much for sharing.
Pacifying us, with showers in mind.
Mays designs, visions ov color Ov luvs' time.
Thru growth, that we conceive.
Strength in which, we receive. (Attachment Link)
Title: Re: Victoria's Poetry Stop
Post by: guest256 on December 06, 2017, 06:17:27 am
(Attachment Link) SHADOWED WINGS

Shadowed by my wings, with the tears I cry.
Thru miseries ov life, I want to fly.
Cast away, for what's in my hearts' sigh.
Dragging the pain, thru memories sight.
Up off ov my shoulders, to ease the insane.
Lifting the weight, to live again.
My mind get ravished, with visions I have.
As darkness, shadows from a path.

This is very good.
Shadowing, their wings do cast.
Putting my mind, in a silent mode.
Discrepantly, ready to implode.
Shadowed wings, as we explode.
Title: Re: Victoria's Poetry Stop
Post by: Clay Death on December 10, 2017, 06:35:03 pm
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Title: Re: Victoria's Poetry Stop
Post by: Clay Death on December 15, 2017, 06:04:48 pm
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Title: Re: Victoria's Poetry Stop
Post by: Divine Metamorphoses on December 18, 2017, 09:22:10 pm
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Merry Christmas Lady V 🎄🦋💙
Title: Re: Victoria's Poetry Stop
Post by: Divine Metamorphoses on December 24, 2017, 07:02:12 pm
Merry Christmas xo
Title: Re: Victoria's Poetry Stop
Post by: Divine Metamorphoses on February 06, 2018, 09:11:51 pm
Missing you Lady V x
Title: Re: Victoria's Poetry Stop
Post by: guest256 on February 07, 2018, 04:49:41 am
I'm missing Lady Victoria too & hope she's o.k.
Title: Re: Victoria's Poetry Stop
Post by: Clay Death on March 06, 2018, 09:15:04 pm
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Title: Re: Victoria's Poetry Stop
Post by: pryzmsticv on March 14, 2018, 11:59:14 pm
Beautiful work my dear, god how I luv how you persevere.
Luv ya talk tomorrow😚
Title: Re: Victoria's Poetry Stop
Post by: pryzmsticv on March 18, 2018, 01:50:04 am
[attachimg=1]
CRIMSON TEARS

Silken is the rose, with black repoire.
Crying from it's pores, are crimson tears.
Distance is it's Sin, with you to adore.
As we explore, the metallic taste.
Pulling your soul within, weeping is the crimson haste.
A black rose to praise, as souls entwine.
Darkness is the race, of the silken rose.
Title: Re: Victoria's Poetry Stop
Post by: Clay Death on March 21, 2018, 10:02:25 pm
(Attachment Link)
CRIMSON TEARS

Silken is the rose, with black repoire.
Crying from it's pores, are crimson tears.
Distance is it's Sin, with you to adore.
As we explore, the metallic taste.
Pulling your soul within, weeping is the crimson haste.
A black rose to praise, as souls entwine.
Darkness is the race, of the silken rose.


wonderful poetry lady V.



keep it coming.



such a magical poetry thread.
Title: Re: Victoria's Poetry Stop
Post by: pryzmsticv on March 28, 2018, 07:51:58 pm
Thank you my dear.
Title: Re: Victoria's Poetry Stop
Post by: pryzmsticv on March 28, 2018, 08:11:00 pm
[attachimg=1]
LONELY PAGE

On a lonely page, sitting am I.
With no words, to engage.
With a scent ov sage, being pacified.
Loneliness, came my way.
That it wants to stay, with sadness.
The stages ov destiny, that flows on thru.
For you, the tears that I cry.
Pacifying, what is my happiness.
Within my heart, alone not am I.
My visions comprehend, the feelings that I hide.
Lonely pages thru, sit and idly wait for you.
Title: Re: Victoria's Poetry Stop
Post by: pryzmsticv on March 28, 2018, 08:38:39 pm
[attachimg=1]
PINK MOON

The pink moon, ov a spiritual design.
Depths ov a mind, transforming.
Kindlings, ov a ritual time.
Becoming our rhymes, so magically.
So I write within, the depth ov my sign.
Spiritually the wolf, my magical mind.
As the spells are ov you, howling at the moon.
Calling me, with echoing howls.
With the pink moon, our spirits prowl.
Title: Re: Victoria's Poetry Stop
Post by: Divine Metamorphoses on March 31, 2018, 02:00:27 am
(Attachment Link)
LONELY PAGE

On a lonely page, sitting am I.
With no words, to engage.
With a scent ov sage, being pacified.
Loneliness, came my way.
That it wants to stay, with sadness.
The stages ov destiny, that flows on thru.
For you, the tears that I cry.
Pacifying, what is my happiness.
Within my heart, alone not am I.
My visions comprehend, the feelings that I hide.
Lonely pages thru, sit and idly wait for you.


Awesome stuff Lady V!

Resonating with this one
Great to see you here xx
Title: Re: Victoria's Poetry Stop
Post by: Clay Death on April 02, 2018, 09:37:14 pm
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Title: Re: Victoria's Poetry Stop
Post by: pryzmsticv on April 02, 2018, 10:55:18 pm
So beautiful dear, so many times I wonder thru.
The visions ov Camelot, and all of you.
So exciting it would be, the extremities ov it near.
Thank you my dear💗
Title: Re: Victoria's Poetry Stop
Post by: Divine Metamorphoses on April 04, 2018, 12:05:21 am
So beautiful dear, so many times I wonder thru.
The visions ov Camelot, and all of you.
So exciting it would be, the extremities ov it near.
Thank you my dear💗


Lady V
Im blessed to be here
With the loving family of Camelot.
Sending you luv xx
Title: Re: Victoria's Poetry Stop
Post by: pryzmsticv on April 10, 2018, 10:07:35 pm
Someday lady d, they'll all realize what a wonderful family we have here.
Hope you are doing good.luvs💕
Title: Re: Victoria's Poetry Stop
Post by: pryzmsticv on April 10, 2018, 10:26:07 pm
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A HAZE

Images, within a haze.

Invested words, upon the page.
Willingly, we disengage.
All the fears, ov our rage.
Moments, that we have lost.
In the time, drifting upon the blaze.

Images, within a haze.

Pulling my mind, into a phase.
Drifting, and pulling thru.
Living my life, upon a stage.
Echoing, I hear the words call.
Beautifully, running in a maze.

Images, floating thru a haze.
The luv ov music, is my stage.
Title: Re: Victoria's Poetry Stop
Post by: pryzmsticv on April 10, 2018, 11:38:26 pm
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DEAF THE PAIN

If only silence, could speak.
You would hear, every word.
When all ov my thoughts, run deep.
Not missing you, my silent sweet.
Pain is, an everyday normality.
How deaf, can it be.
Plagued with it, to deceive.
Rambling thru your body, without reprieve.
Stumbling on, wishing to ascend from hells bend.
Death whispers, for me to defend.
The desire for damnation, relys on the unknown.
Deafness, makes me moan.
Waiting for lifes tone.
Title: Re: Victoria's Poetry Stop
Post by: pryzmsticv on April 11, 2018, 12:34:11 am
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DARKER THE PAIN

Dark intentions, versus my mind.
Rattling bones, quickens to time.
Voices that shadows me, into the blind.
Dark is canvassing, deep in my mind.
I've a headache, that travels with me, far and wide.
Its turning me, into Dr.Jeckal, Mr.Hyde.
How my soul, keeps crying inside.
Shadows ov there, are different times.
Painful are the walls, that I climb.
The shadows, that are cast from my mind.
Visions that are hallow, and hard to find.
I can protect this time, with the loneliness ov this mind.
Title: Re: Victoria's Poetry Stop
Post by: guest256 on April 11, 2018, 06:04:54 am
I think your latest poems are very good & hope you're feeling better soon.
Title: Re: Victoria's Poetry Stop
Post by: Divine Metamorphoses on April 30, 2018, 08:40:07 pm
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DARKER THE PAIN

Dark intentions, versus my mind.
Rattling bones, quickens to time.
Voices that shadows me, into the blind.
Dark is canvassing, deep in my mind.
I've a headache, that travels with me, far and wide.
Its turning me, into Dr.Jeckal, Mr.Hyde.
How my soul, keeps crying inside.
Shadows ov there, are different times.
Painful are the walls, that I climb.
The shadows, that are cast from my mind.
Visions that are hallow, and hard to find.
I can protect this time, with the loneliness ov this mind.

I feel the intensity
Wonderful poem.
Shadows can hide for a time

Missing you xx
Title: Re: Victoria's Poetry Stop
Post by: pryzmsticv on May 17, 2018, 07:53:56 pm
DRAFTED TEARS

I draft the tears upon a broken heart.
Words that I know not, where to start.
Painfully the tears that fall, are torn apart.
Lifes consoled, with vacant souls to impart.[attachimg=1]
With the distancing beats, ov a heart.
Baring the pain, the tears embrace the soul.
It becomes so surreal, when a life goes.
Fading into the still, are the lively souls.
To what is real, you have become numb.
Another life, you can no longer feel.
Drafting ov tears, ov a life to instill.
Title: Re: Victoria's Poetry Stop
Post by: pryzmsticv on May 18, 2018, 05:52:12 am
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DEPLETING SOUL

Oh how I watched, you lying there.
When your glowing light, disappeared.
No longer, was your loving soul aware.
You were called away, without a care.
Many years will fare, to come & go.
As the numbness, ov your soul.
But our luv for you, will always grow.
As we watched, your depleting soul.
God has blessed your soul.
Title: Re: Victoria's Poetry Stop
Post by: guest256 on May 18, 2018, 06:21:34 am
I think your new poem is very good though it's very sad & I can feel for both you & the emotions expressed.
Title: Re: Victoria's Poetry Stop
Post by: pryzmsticv on June 12, 2018, 05:15:01 am
Thank you lady Ann, I lost another ov my family, she was still to young to go. 57 and the health nut, this rare disease put her in a nasty rut. Only 100 known cases, with 41 now documented. Sad to say, medical history she became. She was number 41, with none of them no longer  existing. Luv ya lady.
Title: Re: Victoria's Poetry Stop
Post by: guest256 on June 12, 2018, 10:35:53 am
Thank you lady Ann, I lost another ov my family, she was still to young to go. 57 and the health nut, this rare disease put her in a nasty rut. Only 100 known cases, with 41 now documented. Sad to say, medical history she became. She was number 41, with none of them no longer  existing. Luv ya lady.
You're welcome, Lady Victoria. I'm very sorry to hear that but know how you feel. I've felt it too. You get to the stage where you don't know what to say anymore. You just need to cry & although you're good with words you no longer know what to say. Love you too & I'm thinking about you. If you ever need to chat, you know where I am.
Title: Re: Victoria's Poetry Stop
Post by: pryzmsticv on July 18, 2018, 07:58:09 pm
[attachimg=1][attachimg=2]TELLERS' ODYSSEY

Loneliness, could take its claim.
Burying me deep, within my name.
Never truly, knowing who I am.
My grandmother, was to blame.
Once growing up, in a world of dangers & death.
Never was it done right, in common sense.
Taking me away, from it all.
Protecting me, from one day taking the fall.
My father and grandfather, died the same way.
Loosing their lifes, trying to straighten the game.
Killing their Luved ones, a mothers luv held to tight.
A families score, held in a vicious fight.
A grandmother takes a life, for you cannot ignore.
Now the viciousness, takes them out of sight.
Lonely your luv, continues with your right.
Heartfelt memories, ov your namesakes.
Brings you back, to luvs' heartbreaks.
Never again, to take the wrong tracks.
Again our turn, the brotherhood is inflamed.
S.O.A., burns thru his name.
Title: Re: Victoria's Poetry Stop
Post by: pryzmsticv on July 18, 2018, 09:32:37 pm
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LUVS' TIME

Luv travels, far and wide.
Thru history, and even the partite.
Luv quotes, that gestures thru.
Memories, that holds on to you.
Take me back, to the place in time.
Where I was yours, and you were mine.
Nothing was there, left to hide.
Just you and I, upon histories' ride.
In the isles, our hearts will reside.
Our memories, become our time.
Title: Re: Victoria's Poetry Stop
Post by: pryzmsticv on July 18, 2018, 10:31:53 pm
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ENGRAVED TIME.

Chains ov time, holds on to my strength.
Beauty within, it's flowing grace.
Making it mine, in minimal space.
Chained within, my heart and souls embrace.
The time, ov Luvs chains engraved.
Title: Re: Victoria's Poetry Stop
Post by: guest256 on July 19, 2018, 07:30:22 am
I love your latest poem. Thank you very much for sharing.
Title: Re: Victoria's Poetry Stop
Post by: pryzmsticv on July 21, 2018, 07:35:49 pm
Thank you lady Ann, so many have I.
I need to post, more then I am.
Luv ya dear
Title: Re: Victoria's Poetry Stop
Post by: pryzmsticv on July 21, 2018, 07:48:04 pm
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SOMETHING WICKED

Something wicked, this day comes.
Loneliness, is hells drum.
Beating, to the darkness.
Placates, to the killing ov some.
Listening, to winds that howl.
As the creatures, ov night prowl.
That ov the soul, that whithers thru.
Holds on, to spirits true.
Creatures, ov the spiritual kind.
Always hunt, from inside.
Title: Re: Victoria's Poetry Stop
Post by: pryzmsticv on July 21, 2018, 08:31:11 pm
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CASTRATED TIME

Running thru trees, within my mind.
Castrating them, thru time.
Minimizing, the cells within despair.
Hollows out to be, thoughts in repair.
I hear, the voices speak.
When the trees, start to breath.
Whispers, that cause deep fear.
The loneliness, that causes despair.
Creating a deep mist, within the air.
Thru the whispers, ov the trees.
How the souls, they possess ov me.
My mind runs thru the trees, lonely without me.
Title: Re: Victoria's Poetry Stop
Post by: pryzmsticv on July 21, 2018, 08:57:35 pm
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ESSENCE

Softly, the petal bends.
With the beauty, that nature sends.
Essence ov a rose, doth luv amends.
The beauty, ov natures revenge.
Softly, she will never bend.
Title: Re: Victoria's Poetry Stop
Post by: guest256 on July 22, 2018, 02:11:29 pm
That's a very good poem. Thank you very much for sharing.
Title: Re: Victoria's Poetry Stop
Post by: pryzmsticv on July 24, 2018, 08:49:38 pm
Thank you lady Anne, trying to get myself back complete again. Luv ya my dear friend.🌹
Title: Re: Victoria's Poetry Stop
Post by: pryzmsticv on July 24, 2018, 08:58:05 pm
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MIRACLES

My heart, is a castaway.
My mind always says, never to part.
With you, I will never drift away.
With miracles, it will be our start.
You dancing, within my mind, and my heart.
Miracles, will come our way.
Instead, castaway will not my heart.
Title: Re: Victoria's Poetry Stop
Post by: pryzmsticv on July 25, 2018, 12:41:25 am
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POSITIVITY

I'm a winner, in many ways.
Negativity, gets displaced.
So many times, it roars up its ugly face.
I have a soul, from it that has been freed.
I'm not a prisoner, to all of the negativity.
You see I don't need a wing and a prayer.
Flying anywhere, I can succeed.
My breed is known, as POSITIVITY.
Title: Re: Victoria's Poetry Stop
Post by: pryzmsticv on July 25, 2018, 01:30:52 am
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WORDS FLOW

Words are flowing, quickly thru my mind.
Like I am, running out of time.
That's not true, but life's not blind.
Chasing visions, over distant time.
All my words, again once I will send.
Back to make, luvs' amend.
Blindly, our luv will see.
When our lives, begins to bleed.
Title: Re: Victoria's Poetry Stop
Post by: guest256 on July 25, 2018, 02:32:35 pm
That's a very good poem. Thank you very much for sharing.
Title: Re: Victoria's Poetry Stop
Post by: pryzmsticv on July 27, 2018, 09:57:21 pm
 thank you dear lady Anne, missing you my dear friend. Hope you are doing ok. Luv ya dear🌹
Title: Re: Victoria's Poetry Stop
Post by: pryzmsticv on July 27, 2018, 10:15:57 pm
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HAUNTED THOUGHTS

Haunted by, the thoughts in my mind.
Visions that, I thought I left behind.
Fear ov many things, that I dread.
Canvassing thru, the caverns in my head.
Creatures that accomplish, addressing this thread.
Dark tales from the night, they will not spread.
From the shadowed fright, they come to sign.
Chained to prisons, ov my mind.
Castrating the emotions, ov many kind.
Title: Re: Victoria's Poetry Stop
Post by: pryzmsticv on July 27, 2018, 10:42:35 pm
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COVET THE NIGHT

I will covet you, thru out the night.
As our voices, raise to the sky.
Beautiful choices, takes us high.
Visions ov you, are in my eyes.
All those feeling ov luv, that we hide.
We close our eyes, to memorize.
Title: Re: Victoria's Poetry Stop
Post by: pryzmsticv on July 28, 2018, 05:57:15 am
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EYES UPON MY BACK

Do you feel eyes, upon your back.
Could it be, your guilty track.
Your essence, follows you.
Gushing thru, the cobblestone cracks
Maybe soulfully, our luv will come back.
Title: Re: Victoria's Poetry Stop
Post by: pryzmsticv on July 28, 2018, 06:21:01 am
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COMPELLING EYES

Look into my eyes, what do you see.
What is, your wanting to be.
With visions ov me, could it be a compromise.
In you, I will embed my teeth.
With essences ov you, crimson is my peak.
Title: Re: Victoria's Poetry Stop
Post by: guest256 on July 28, 2018, 03:12:22 pm
That's a very good poem. Thank you very much for sharing.
Title: Re: Victoria's Poetry Stop
Post by: Divine Metamorphoses on July 30, 2018, 01:49:42 am
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EYES UPON MY BACK

Do you feel eyes, upon your back.
Could it be, your guilty track.
Your essence, follows you.
Gushing thru, the cobblestone cracks
Maybe soulfully, our luv will come back.



Feeling the emotions well up
Love it Lady V!

Always great to see you xx
~Divine

Title: Re: Victoria's Poetry Stop
Post by: pryzmsticv on August 14, 2018, 08:44:46 pm
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DELICATE

So delicate the petal, like luv in the wrong hands.
Pacifying the metal, ov knights sweet demands.
The soft essence, echo's Luvs last stand.
Though passive hearts, must contend.
Most feelings ov a blend, will not remain.
Trivial to the start, passage ways extend.
So delicate, when the petal bends.
Title: Re: Victoria's Poetry Stop
Post by: pryzmsticv on August 14, 2018, 10:28:39 pm

CLOCKED DARK

Standing here, within the dark.
As the raven, sits upon the hearth.
Clocked with, the past ov time.
Tombed upon, silent rhymes.
Sheathed in which, is the reaper's sign.
Masked by the whispers, ov a darkened time.

Title: Re: Victoria's Poetry Stop
Post by: pryzmsticv on August 14, 2018, 11:25:44 pm
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LONELY SIGHS

Distant, is my mind today.
Wanting, my heart to be okay.
Missing you, dramatically.
Remembering, only things I can see.
Not knowing, what to do.
When all I do, is think ov you.
Many nights go by, just looking up at the sky.
Wondering, where you are.
Then there is, my lonely sigh.
Title: Re: Victoria's Poetry Stop
Post by: pryzmsticv on August 14, 2018, 11:45:18 pm
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BLACK ROSE
Oh the tenderness, ov the black rose.
As deep, as the luv can grow.
Dark and destined, hearts we keep.
Reap, satin depths of souls.
Held within control, for us to weep.
Black is the rose, that sets me free.

Title: Re: Victoria's Poetry Stop
Post by: pryzmsticv on August 15, 2018, 06:28:43 pm
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HAUNTED ROADS

Ghosts ov the roads, keeps singling us out.
A reaper one and all, waiting to hear death rise.
From hell, it screams and shouts.
The essence ov the demise, blows thru the air.
Never was death, to be so near.
My mind, still on the road.
Luv ov friends, do persevere.
Wearing our cuts, thru out the years.
On the roads, our freedom to ride.
Death prevails, but we don't hide.
On our side, the Grim Reaper rides.






Title: Re: Victoria's Poetry Stop
Post by: pryzmsticv on August 15, 2018, 11:46:44 pm
BEAUTY THE RIDE

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Sometimes, there is a glamour to the road.
Things that know one, ever knows.
Oh the beauty, as the ride flows.
With our heads up, in the sky.
Following, the roads thrilling highs.
Life travels with us, by and by.
Never is there loneliness, at our sides.
As families we ride, holding on to our time.


Shadowing minds, calling out to us.
Creatures ov the roads, in that we trust.
When our luv will ever contest, time can only tell.
For what's in it's will, minds are possessed.
The heart beats, with a damaging thrill.
Time can tell, when loneliness speaks.


Sometimes, we just never know.
Is the ride we take in, is it true.
Created out of the blue, the illusions that we can't find.
Beauty conspires, out of different kinds.


Come travel with us , thru our minds.
Luv and places, that we see.
Oh what, beautiful memories.
Thoughts that we will, never let fade.
Just like, the colored hues of jade.


Come live, this life ov memories.
On our ride ov beauty, that we reap.
Never wishing to sleep, will be our minds.
We ride, as careless and free souls.
With the sun, way up high.
Shining down, on my beautiful ride.




Title: Re: Victoria's Poetry Stop
Post by: pryzmsticv on August 16, 2018, 02:10:45 am
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SWEET LUV

This is what, I want to do.
Take my hands, and slowly caressing you.
Softly up and down, smoothly all around.
Possessing you, with each touch.
This my luv, I do not wish rush.
Nestling your head, within the crook ov my neck.
Holding tight, without a trick.
This is what, I wish to do.
With each touch, the sweet sweat drips off ov you.
As I make, sweet luv to you.
Magically it will be, never wanting to quit.
It is so true, you see.



Title: Re: Victoria's Poetry Stop
Post by: pryzmsticv on August 16, 2018, 03:26:00 am
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LUVS' PETALS

How delicate, the petals twist and wind.
Just like luv, when it's looking to find.
Petals so demure, laying upon baby's breath.
So fresh the luv, that is pure.
Beautiful aromas, that pull you near.
Colorful as you are, the rose becomes the star.
Essences that carries far, making hearts strong.
Together, they will live on.
Title: Re: Victoria's Poetry Stop
Post by: pryzmsticv on August 16, 2018, 07:56:35 pm
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CROW FLIES

As the crow flies, guarding our deathly paths.
From the roads, you hear no cries.
Feeling  ov, the Reapers' wraths.
As the crow passes, heads held up with sighs.
The crow flies, searching for it's roads.
Thru, the wraths ov hell.
Our Magic spells, is the crow.
Paranoia, always has your back.
Erasing, all ov your tracks.
As our souls, linger along the roads.
Thru the air, our Harleys roar.
Title: Re: Victoria's Poetry Stop
Post by: pryzmsticv on August 16, 2018, 09:12:34 pm
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LIFES DOMINOES

How the lies, leads us to pain.
Effecting our lives, with dominoes strain.
When taking lives, there are no restraints.
Tumbles, with hells strife.
Fueled with the power, ov just one lie.
To lead so many, that have cried.
Hitting the ground, the life crumbles.
One lie, to another.
Taking down, one and another.
Just like dominoes, tumbling one after each other.
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Title: Re: Victoria's Poetry Stop
Post by: pryzmsticv on August 16, 2018, 11:23:48 pm
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ECHOING RHYTHMS

I walk upon, the roads ov loneliness.
Feeling music's, sweet caress.
Drifting thru, my highs & lows.
With each note, I feel the sad that flows.
Time passes, its way thru me.
With the music, and its melodies.
Will it ever be pure, for me to possess.
Playing the music, ov my emptiness.
Echoing rhythms, traveling with duress.
Welcome to, the melodies ov emptiness.

Title: Re: Victoria's Poetry Stop
Post by: pryzmsticv on August 17, 2018, 12:18:20 am
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BLOOD THORNS

From the thorns, the crest ov life.
You feel the pain, from its strife.
Tears trickle down, once again.
As the blood flows, from within.
The beauty, ov the tear.
That trickles down, with no fear.
Sad and lonely, but yet profound.
A life that gets,[attachimg=2] turned upside down.
Title: Re: Victoria's Poetry Stop
Post by: guest256 on August 17, 2018, 05:21:34 am
I love your latest poem. Thank you very much for sharing.
Title: Re: Victoria's Poetry Stop
Post by: pryzmsticv on August 17, 2018, 05:27:19 pm
Thank you so very much, my dear friend, lady anne🌹
Title: Re: Victoria's Poetry Stop
Post by: pryzmsticv on August 17, 2018, 06:05:09 pm
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LEGEND BLADE

Oh Mi Lord, I doth have a tale for you.
One that tells, ov Camelot's truth.
Mystical, are the tales so bold.
A fantasy told, true to our hearts.
Excalibur, the strength that it holds.
Some did not die, ov the blade.
But died from, the berries ov the woody nightshade.
Arthur, thru  heart & soul.
Upon his role, he carried his blade.
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Fighting those, ov the nightshade.
Thru his perseverance, when the dust doth cleared.
All you could feel, is death in the air.
As the knights, took hold.
King Arthur, with his legend blade.
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Title: Re: Victoria's Poetry Stop
Post by: pryzmsticv on August 17, 2018, 08:43:44 pm
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SOULS' WHISPERS

Don't know, what to do.
All my heart does, is think ov you.
Whispers ov your soul, completes me.
Even when, you are to far to see.
My heart ripples, with thundering waves.
With the feelings, that I crave.
That's ok, I will continue on.
For in my heart, I feel your song.
With your whispers, I survive strong.
In my heart & soul, you will live on.

Title: Re: Victoria's Poetry Stop
Post by: guest256 on August 18, 2018, 02:50:29 am
That's a very good poem. Thank you very much for sharing.
Title: Re: Victoria's Poetry Stop
Post by: guest256 on August 18, 2018, 02:52:21 am
Thank you so very much, my dear friend, lady anne🌹
You're welcome, Lady Victoria. Love ya as a friend.
Title: Re: Victoria's Poetry Stop
Post by: pryzmsticv on August 18, 2018, 05:47:52 pm
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POSSESSED TIME

Our souls, are possessed by time.
Our hearts, by our minds.
Leveling, to what is good.
Evil, gets misunderstood.
Chasing our dreams, on what is a whim.
Casting darkness, into our minds.
Creating loneliness, as a sin.
The predator, gets welcomed in.
Title: Re: Victoria's Poetry Stop
Post by: pryzmsticv on August 18, 2018, 06:27:18 pm
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SPECIAL KIND

I will transcend you, into my mind.
You will find, all ov my feelings there.
Then you, will be aware.
That luv, ov a special kind.
One with only, you in mind.
Title: Re: Victoria's Poetry Stop
Post by: pryzmsticv on August 18, 2018, 06:55:36 pm
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SHREDDED

Time is broken, and shredded apart.
I know not, what will become ov my heart.
Pulled in, spasmodic ways.
Time alone, will not betray.
A moment of time, I'm lost within.
What's in my mind, to not know.
Sequences, ov my pass time.
Having caught up, to my mind.
Devoured, all up in time.
Title: Re: Victoria's Poetry Stop
Post by: pryzmsticv on August 19, 2018, 05:05:43 pm
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STRESSED SCREAM

Silently I walk down the streets.
Wondering, if there's anything to see.
Darkness is to me, what visions perceived.
Quietness, is their screams, when approached by none to be.
All stressed out, and ready to scream.
Ready to succumb, with out a doubt.
My mind, is within a shout.
A visual way, for mind to sprout.
Oh my god, please let my voice out.
Is it all a nightmare, or am I STRESSED OUT.
Title: Re: Victoria's Poetry Stop
Post by: pryzmsticv on August 19, 2018, 06:57:06 pm
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TESTIMONY

Words that testify, to the time.
When luv flowed thru, just fine.
Memories of hearts, to exist.
Now loneliness, does persist.
Title: Re: Victoria's Poetry Stop
Post by: pryzmsticv on August 19, 2018, 07:32:59 pm
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ANXIETY

Don't know, what to really feel.
Anxiety's, biting at my heals.
Misery, it commanders.
Yet, it always perseveres.
Painfully, it is so real.
Miserably bringing back, all my fears.
Anxiety, settles in.
From within, its ripping me up.
Melt downs, come my way.
Then I'm known as Cray, Cray.
Title: Re: Victoria's Poetry Stop
Post by: pryzmsticv on August 20, 2018, 10:45:00 pm
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LUVS' SHADOWS

I see myself, within the shadows ov your soul.
Imagining, your hearts' control.
Visions, many I have seen.
Luving me, within my dreams.
Another morning, coming into light.
Oh the visions, ov last nights' delight.
Title: Re: Victoria's Poetry Stop
Post by: pryzmsticv on August 21, 2018, 12:43:15 am
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BASKING

Basking within, all those thoughts I have ov you.
My heart beats, arising too.
Captivating the shivering, in holding true.
Silkening my feelings, I feel for thee.
I feel, a warm and intense play for you.
Your hands whisper, come to me.
In your heart, you will see.
A dream away, I shall be.
Title: Re: Victoria's Poetry Stop
Post by: pryzmsticv on August 21, 2018, 01:23:00 am
THE DARK MAN

There, on the side ov the road.
A man ov dark, glares thru me.
Does he know my destiny, or is he Satan's referee.
On Satan's path to heed, is the road to home.
We do roam, to hell and back.
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Evil has gun control, hell has it's way.
Satan is at it's play, taking over souls.
On the road, bloody trails to stay.
Title: Re: Victoria's Poetry Stop
Post by: pryzmsticv on August 21, 2018, 06:47:41 pm
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DARKNESS

Sometimes, the light can see.
When my darkness, renders me free.
Shadows in the night, fearfully It flees.
Gingerly, I play my pleas.
Wanting more, to be with thee.
I embrace my insanity.
Title: Re: Victoria's Poetry Stop
Post by: pryzmsticv on August 21, 2018, 07:04:54 pm
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TASTE THE PAIN

To walk away, from the pain.
None to gain, has hell today.
Pushing thru, the problems ov life.
Without the play, life is mundane.
I slowly taste, the death ov you.
When you pass, to what is new.
To hold on to the pain, that lingers thru.
I restrain, thru shadows failed.
The darkest pain, is held deep within.
Title: Re: Victoria's Poetry Stop
Post by: pryzmsticv on August 21, 2018, 07:34:54 pm
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SOULS' MEMORIES

My soul lives thru, different times.
Memories keeps, my happiness in chime.
Visions I always see, surrounding me.
Know one els