Friday, March 19, 2021
POEM: LIFE IS A POOL OF INK
Life is a pool of ink
Of many colors and
I, poet, dip my pen
Within and dripping
Raise it to the
Parchment upon
Which I will leave
My passions and
Desires, impressed
Wet upon the page
To dry into an
Eternal image that
Perhaps someone
Will save, and,
Too much to hope,
Share.
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Copyright March 2021 by Donovan Baldwin
Labels: desires, donovan baldwin, life, parchment, passions, poem, poet, poetry
Friday, June 19, 2020
GODDESS PELE, AND OTHER POEMS BY DONOVAN BALDWIN WRITTEN APRIL 23, 2020
By Donovan Baldwin
Goddess Pele
Her erupting pent up passions,
Spewing hottest of love's lava,
Glowing with her exertions,
Primeval dance of erotic
Desires and satisfactions,
Never achieved only cooled,
To arise and burst forth
In timeless display of
The fiery soul imprisoned,
In her earthly body.
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She is but a dream
A mystic figure
Glimpsed in the wings of
The backlit stage of my mind,
Stepping into the spotlight,
Innumerable times a day
Performs for me her most
Sensual temptations
Fading back into
Swirling mists
Of desire and
Fantasy.
-----
naked neath my words
want to hold you the same way...
open poetry
-----
this haunting vision
her ethereal presence...
fantasy woman
-----
when you spoke your wish
left it floating in the dark...
i was listening
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Old flannel shirt,
Battered baseball cap,
In dire need of cleaning,
Shoes for comfort,
For long walks,
Not fashion,
Dog eared books,
Underlined on
Their yellow pages
With notes in
Their margins,
Sipping wine or
Maybe bourbon,
As my mind wanders
Trying to remember
A song I haven't heard...
Yet.
-----
cast your magic spell
my eyes closed beneath your touch...
as i soar and burst
-----
though roses have thorns
we give and get them with love...
finding the beauty
-----
How did love become sin?
When did its physical expression
Become, anathema,
That is,
Condemned...
Truly loving souls and spirits,
Touching with ardent desire,
Be consigned to hell,
On earth and beyond,
For daring to unite
Body and mind
In unconditional,
Mutual,
Love?
-----
Doors and ceiling and walls,
Nave and apse,
Decorated with angels and demons,
Monsters and maidens,
As, chanting, the monks pass
In and out, intoning ancient words
Designed to summon one,
Repel the other, but,
How's a mortal man to know,
Which is which,
And which is most desired?
-----
In and out through doors,
Story of my life,
Into and out of
Events and times,
Leaving one,
Entering another,
Not sure what I learned,
Or, what lay before, until,
Many doorways lay
Closed behind.
-----
Her erupting pent up passions,
Spewing hottest of love's lava,
Glowing with her exertions,
Primeval dance of erotic
Desires and satisfactions,
Never achieved only cooled,
To arise and burst forth
In timeless display of
The fiery soul imprisoned,
In her earthly body.
-----
She is but a dream
A mystic figure
Glimpsed in the wings of
The backlit stage of my mind,
Stepping into the spotlight,
Innumerable times a day
Performs for me her most
Sensual temptations
Fading back into
Swirling mists
Of desire and
Fantasy.
-----
naked neath my words
want to hold you the same way...
open poetry
-----
this haunting vision
her ethereal presence...
fantasy woman
-----
when you spoke your wish
left it floating in the dark...
i was listening
-----
Old flannel shirt,
Battered baseball cap,
In dire need of cleaning,
Shoes for comfort,
For long walks,
Not fashion,
Dog eared books,
Underlined on
Their yellow pages
With notes in
Their margins,
Sipping wine or
Maybe bourbon,
As my mind wanders
Trying to remember
A song I haven't heard...
Yet.
-----
cast your magic spell
my eyes closed beneath your touch...
as i soar and burst
-----
though roses have thorns
we give and get them with love...
finding the beauty
-----
How did love become sin?
When did its physical expression
Become, anathema,
That is,
Condemned...
Truly loving souls and spirits,
Touching with ardent desire,
Be consigned to hell,
On earth and beyond,
For daring to unite
Body and mind
In unconditional,
Mutual,
Love?
-----
Doors and ceiling and walls,
Nave and apse,
Decorated with angels and demons,
Monsters and maidens,
As, chanting, the monks pass
In and out, intoning ancient words
Designed to summon one,
Repel the other, but,
How's a mortal man to know,
Which is which,
And which is most desired?
-----
In and out through doors,
Story of my life,
Into and out of
Events and times,
Leaving one,
Entering another,
Not sure what I learned,
Or, what lay before, until,
Many doorways lay
Closed behind.
-----
Labels: dream, goddess, haiku, love, passions, pele, poems, poetry, sin
Saturday, January 25, 2020
POEMS WRITTEN JANUARY 4, 2020 BY DONOVAN BALDWIN
fingers rubbing the letters
of our love story
-----
reading in the dark
her solo pursuit in braille
illumination
-----
my thoughts brushed gently
across mind's tender surface
raise expectations
-----
such tender passions
grasping coupling and gasping
crying out as one
-----
dreams upon the dawn
small boats my fleet bound for troy
to rescue my love
-----
lips parted she gasps
my fingers little lovers
our mouths tightly sealed
-----
She bathes in soft water,
Warm caressing wavelets
Surrounding skin,
Causing sensations, or,
Sin-sations?
She is smilingly
Aware of more
Than simply water
In the bath, but,
All invasive pleasure,
Which fills each
Bit of skin exposed
To the touch of
The silken fluid,
And her own
Gliding hands.
-----
guide my hands boldly
among your brave caresses
so share your pleasure
-----
my ten bold fingers
write a thousand fantasies
on your soft pages
-----
you're so many things
bright butterflies and rainbows
laughter in the night
-----
i listen for you
words you whisper to my heart
perfect poetry
-----
well trained soldier i
standing at stiff attention
making bold salute
-----
let's make love again
this time i'll close my eyes as
you read the poem
-----
you know exactly
when where and how to touch me
with your hands and words
-----
dew upon my tongue
mixed with your sweetest honey
flowing from your lips
-----
i have no desire
to recover from my sins
i liked them too much
-----
tempted by your heat
lured by your burning flower
molten in your flames
------
my special lady
loves to sit upon my knee
daddy's little girl
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Copyright 2020 by Donovan Baldwin
Labels: braille, dawn, donovan baldwin, fantasies, fingers, haiku, lovers, passions, poems, poet, poetry
