ONE SHOT WEDNESDAY -- SEA-LOVE

ONE SHOT WEDNESDAY

LOVING THE SEA 

LOVE THE SEA

Sea of blue-hued beauty
Standing here before you
With respect, admiration
To give you, and love
Yes, love

It is said peace and happiness
(Sometimes warily sharing),
Are those keys to
The door of fulfillment
What of love?

Constant flowing of giving,
GIFTING the unsuspecting
This is the clue
I give you
It's called love

Thank you, oh ocean-body
Huge of water and life
You rage and tumble about
Yet suffer not from strife
I accept your love.

You are my friend, teacher:
Blues of the sweetest hues
Before you I stand erect
In awe and in respect
And in love

And I give you...
Me

--steveroni

One Shot Wednesday is a place where we gather to speak poetry. It's pretty simple, and doesn't even need to rhyme...so go write a poem, and come join us. The fun begins TUESDAY at 5pm, EST.

MICROFICTION MONDAY #50

Microfiction means the shortest of short stories. 

For MFM the limit is a tweetable 140 characters 

or fewer. Hosted weekly by SUSAN

"WRITING"

by http://little-devianty.deviantart.com/

 MICROFICTION #50

What to write?
Something trite?

Maybe Lite
Tonight!

After a bite
(How SO right)
Of HERSHEY BAR!

--steveroni

CANDY IS DANDY

HERSHEY HAIKU

I shiver and shake
Until my craving is slaked
With sweet Hershey Bar

Oh! Chocolate, my lover
One I cannot bear without
Let me taste you once more

Just one little square
Which I can melt on my tongue
That's all I now dare

Lick and suck and smile
Every thing is OKAY
The rest of today

I hear you say what?
Body, are you telling me
Now you want some more...?

--steveroni

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FOUR HAIKU

FOR YOU

what beautiful tones

this violin, only when

played by a violinist


the mighty old oak

no longer is so great if

no one is to see


A poem utters

only its nonsenses when

nobody to read


Parfum-- is useless

to the sweet loveliness of

your body so bare

--steveroni

FLASH 55 FRIDAY--TAKE MY EVERYTHING

A WORD OF EXPLANATION

THE FOLLOWING GRAPHIC IS

AN AIRPORT BAGGAGE SCAN

TAKE MY RUBIES AND TAKE MY PEARLS

TAKE MY CAMELS AND ALL MY GIRLS

Rhumba lessons I want them for
The Rich Maharaja of Magador


(MY '55')

Give up your money

Line up over here.

Yes, you too, Honey

(Wipe off that sneer)

Empty your pockets

Take off your shoes

Hand me the locket

Talk, and you lose

Also your belt

Ooooh! I'm being 'felt'

Step right along now, Ma'am

And go right through...

"Flight 7080 to Amsterdam

Now boarding, Gate D-22".

--steveroni

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let the G-Man know about it and he will respond.
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Swallowed

This is my part in One Shot Wednesday

Please visit some of these beautiful Peeps

BECKONING SEA

TAKE ME 

Gazing at the water's swirl
I see the paths of the world
This way...maybe that
Up, down or maybe not

Where do I look to see
You. Which direction to
Face?
Around my ankles the water
Seems to race
And begin
To drag me in

Are you in cold or warm?
Only could I take your arm
And with you flee
To go safely
To that place
Of peace
Understanding
Forgiveness
Tolerant happiness
And patient love

--steveroni 

Image: Swallowed_In_The_Sea_by_Tonyryna

Random Love Poem

This is my part in One Shot Wednesday

Please visit some of these beautiful Peeps

RANDOM POEM FOR LOVERS

 WHAT THEN?

So, the meeting takes its place
Planned long ago
Concocted, contrived
To be face-to-face
Either none...or

One-on-One.

This is not longer fun
As was the intention
Almost it seems to run
As just something to mention

By-and-By.

"Ya, I done dat
Even been dere
Und ya, ve sat
Right in dat chair."

Hour-by-Hour.

Seeing in your eyes
Will be when I
Remember December
And all those others

Month-by-Month.

Within those eyes is seen a soul
Where much beauty resides
Beauty after which I lusted
And which I had not trusted

Nearly-not-so-Nearly.

If words which tell
Come to me today
I might wish to--well,
You know... wish to say

(Wishing-Hoping-Loving.)

How I may describe the range
Of this love for mon Cheri.
Oh dearest, we must change--
Of jealousy we need be wary

It kills. It kills LOVE.

One thing every Peep to know
"...can only reap what you sow"
So 'from this moment on' I'll go
With new enthusiasm, to fly

Up-and-Up
Away-and-Away.

As we forgive and forget
There is no way to expect
Oracle, nor Miracle
But only what God will let

Happen...Happen!

What then? You (and I) ask--
When what happens,
Happens--or not
Do we brood or bask?

What then? What then?

Ever, for all, the
Key word is then
And then is when
We both will know

Is 'love' really 'love'?

If the answer is "Yes!"
Then our beautiful,
Exciting troubles begin.
If "No!" is response by

One. Or one other

Not the end
No, not the end.
NEVER the end
But re-enter...
Enter again!

--steveroni

This is my part in One Shot Wednesday

PICTURES WORTH MORE THAN WORDS

WORDS AND PICTURES

IN BRILLIANT COLOR

"TOWER, HAS ANYONE FOUND MY PURSE YET??"

SHOCK AND AWE

BUDDIES

 

 

THE END

  

MICRO-FICTION MONDAY "LOVE"

Micro-Fiction Monday is hosted by Susan 
at Stony River. Go here to learn about 

and read more Micro-Fiction Monday.

TWO IN LOVE

Greater than any known force

Is that which binds together
Two living souls
LOVE

God is the source
Did you know His
Real true name Is
LOVE?

 steve E 

WOW! LOOK AT THOSE LEGS!

This IS fun, to write anything 

in exactly 160 characters 

--spaces counted also--

Then let MONKEY MAN know.

Sunday ONLY posting
 

 

 SUNDAY 160 

THE LEGS HAVE IT!

Before me
I watch her swing constantly
One crossed-over leg
In never-ending
Steady beat.

Why does this bother me?
Is it that pistol outlined
Under her skirts?

--steveroni