Ravensong Poetry And Writing Blog by Donovan Baldwin

By: Donovan Baldwin

What happens when you dance?
When the music enters you,
Shows itself in your face,
Your movements,
The swirl and sway,
The bend and reach,
Of your body,
Ecstatic joining
Of dancer to dance,
To music more
Than notes on a page,
Or orchestral tones...
When music, dance, and you become one?

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By: Donovan Baldwin

When rain falls,
Wind blows,
Thunder and lightning
Split the sky,
I come alive,
Enter the clouds,
Ride the wind,
Thunder shakes my soul,
Lightning brands my heart,
I soar,
I sail,
Aloft above this earth,
No longer bound
By time,
Ageless,
Free as an eagle, wolf,
Within my storm.

January 26, 2019

Labels: donovan baldwin, lightning, poem, poet, poetry, rain, ride the wind, storm, thunder

WALKING AS A BALLERINA

Neither mirror nor photographer.
I cannot show you as you appear.
Look into my words,
Read them as they roll,
Unbidden, in loving honesty,
From mind and fingers.
See the woman I see,
And you will stand straight and tall,
Walking proud and beautiful.
On tiptoe as a ballerina.

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A RAGGED MAN

I see your words, as
You say,
Or try to say,
That you are broken.
I understand.
I am too.
I've been putting myself back together,
For nearly 30 years.
Not complete.
But, I try to show the parts of me I can,
Ragged edged...
Glued and stitched as they may be.

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JUST AROUND THE CORNER

A sudden glimpse,
Of what?
Almost anything,
Suddenly we are almost together.
A touch of something,
Soft fabric perhaps?
A scent...
A perfume?
A flower?
Wafting by momentarily
On a random breeze...
A snippet of a song...
There you are...
Just out of reach,
Just around that corner.

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MY WORDS RUN TO YOU

My words see you,
Run to you,
Tripping over themselves,
In their eagerness to
Wrap themselves around you,
Taking the essence of you
Into their being,
So that they will become,
Better, more loving words,
That can embrace the world,
Sharing the love,
The beauty,
That you give them.

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I CAN NEVER REALLY LOSE YOU

I can never really lose you.
Not just part of my life.
You are a part of me,
Of who I am.
I make decisions as if you are here,
By my side,
Pointing, laughing,
Changing me, my heart,
With an eyebrow's lift,
A questioning smile,
A reassuring touch,
That I'm on the right path.

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IN MY DAILY FANTASY

In my daily fantasy,
You write to me,
Words I put in your heart,
Pledges of love,
Stories of dreams,
Sharing of pleasure,
Adventure,
Life,
And love...
You write so well,
So lovingly,
With the words...
I put in your heart.

Labels: donovan baldwin, love poems, love poetry, short poems

THE SALT OF YOUR TEARS
You weep.
Not with sadness,
But, with the depth of your passion,
Responding to the love
I tried so poorly to explain...
Laughter on your face,
Tears in your eyes,
Upon your dear cheeks,
Gladly, I taste
The salt of your tears,
As I kiss each one...
Each silver drop of love.

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WORDS FAIL

Words fail.
I know what you are to me.
Who you are to me.
Who I am because of you,
But, there are no words that suffice,
Sufficient to the task of painting that picture,
Sharing the depth and intensity of all...
All...
You mean and are to me.
Perhaps my lack of words says more.

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COMPLETE ME

You did not complete me,
Make me whole.
Instead,
You stripped me,
Unveiled me,
Showed me the whole,
Entire,
Complete,
Me,
Made me look at myself, and
See what you saw,
What was there all the time.
I have always been complete,
You showed me
What the entirety of me
Truly is.

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IN DARKNESS

When darkness falls,
All seems senseless,
And there is no path,
You are my light,
My reason,
At your side,
The place I seek
Where I will be safe...
Forever.

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ONE LAST SOARING FLIGHT

One last soaring flight,
Leaving earth and care behind,
Seeking sunlight beyond the clouds,
Joined in this winged ecstasy,
By you, as tip to tip,
Our wings beat,
Higher and higher together,
Reaching to touch the sun,
And leave as one in
A golden blaze of glory,
Forever joined.

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SPIRIT WIND SPEAKS

Spirit wind speaks of secrets,
Known only to the moon,
And a few select elders
Of the people of the night,
Who share among themselves,
But not with mortals
A tale of two lovers,
Separated by sea and mountain,
Time and space and history,
Each lost and alone,
Who found each other.

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THE HONEY OF YOUR LOVE
Come naked to me, Love.
Bending to me,
Open your dear lips and pour,
The sweet honey of your love
Into my mouth,
Until overflowing,
It fills and covers me,
Making love,
Your love,
A part of all of me,
Come naked to me, Love,
And spill the honey of your love,
All over me.

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I LOVE THIS MADNESS

I love this madness,
This world we live in,
That others cannot see,
Or hear or touch,
Cannot imagine,
For we have stepped beyond,
Where the "normal" people live,
And seen and done and felt things
Of which they can only dream,
And weep that they have not.

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IF EVER WE'VE MADE LOVE

If ever we've made love,
It was just now,
As you took me,
Threw me down
And stripped me,
Had your way with me,
Your words leaving me
Naked and defenseless,
Gasping with arousal
And an aching want.
Sated with climactic bliss,
And yet. desiring more...
Speak more words to me.

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IT HAPPENS WHEN YOU APPEAR

When you appear,
Your face,
Your words,
Just your thought,
It happens,
Beyond mere words,
Something near a growl,
Yet, not a warning...
Rolls up from my heart,
My depths you've touched,
A primal sound of lust,
Desire, want, taking,
Dominant, and yet,
Somehow...
Abject submission.

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I LOST THE POEMS

I lost the poems my heart was writing,
As words and images flew between us,
So strong and vibrant,
So complete and compelling
At the moment of their inception,
So, I must content myself,
With what I summon now,
But know, my Love,
What my heart wrote then
Was so much more.

Labels: donovan baldwin, love poems, poems, poetry, short love poems, short poems, words

By: OH

Your words feel like honey
Flowing smoothly on my skin,
Soothing my face like rain,
I lift my arms to welcome your beautiful imagery,
And bask, and bathe
In all its wonderful revelry.

Your words are my hope,
For wonderful mornings,
And enchanting moonlit evenings,
A pleasant walk in the park,
A quiet afternoon of tea,
Or just an intimate cuddle by the sea,

Your words are like magical wands,
That light up my eyes,
That bring silly smiles to my face,

Your words are IN my heart,
Etched and embedded in my deepest core,
For I know the heart that writes them,
The mind that creates them...

And sometimes, I even know the words,
Before you write them,
Because your words are written in my heart
For all time.

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Labels: honey, love, poem, poem about words, poetry, silly smiles, words

By Donovan Baldwin

Dance for me, Salome,
Move in that fabled way
As you once did for Herod,
Demanding all he had to offer,
For your reward.

As you did him,
Make me insane with lust and want,
Push me to the place,
Where all else fades,
But you...

And nothing matters,
But my dark desire for you...
Woman...

Who can rule my heart,
Capturing its beat,
Within the movements of her body,
Stirring it with,
Designs drawn with hands and arms and legs...
Illuminated by
The dark lightning of her eyes.

Define my existence,
With just a look, a word,
A move.

Dance that sinful way for me,
Show me the steps which lead
To Heaven,
Or to Hell...

Just one time.

Dance for me that way...
Salome.

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