Ravensong Poetry And Writing Blog by Donovan Baldwin

DONOVAN BALDWIN

came to me naked

your body and soul laid bare

trusting in my love

all that you hid behind

cast aside so i could see

desires wants and needs

so bravely revealed

how could i not fall in love

with one so much like me

-----

two secret lovers

touch each other with hot words

saved and repeated

-----

learning to love you

before seeing or touching

could be how it should be

-----

just love the poet

there's no need to love the man

his time's almost done

-----

treats no tricks says she

as she sits upon my knee

wearing eve's costume

-----

ere this angel fell

stole eve from the devil's arms

to love forever

-----

lovers cannot touch

comparing their dreams amid

ghosts of dead roses

-----

bathing in his words

bravely exposing herself

untamed she rises

-----

i'm not one to love

ragged shell of what i was

just my mind still young

-----

old age catches up

slowly body succumbs to

time's relentless tide

-----

never a boyfriend

or a lover at this age

just an old poet

-----

hurry and wake love

so many sins we desire

await our passion

----

gown of see-through words

corset of sheer poetry

poet's boudoir pic

----

a passionate glow

illuminates as we explore

our fiery secrets

-----

i helpless hopeless

time rolls inexorably

destroying all dreams

-----

briefly she was here

wrapping her words around mine

and left me echoes

-----

can't we just share joy

the pleasure of each other

love all that matters

-----

modern streets not troy

no helen she but human

yet i fight for her

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DONOVAN BALDWIN

alone with her needs

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DONOVAN BALDWIN

BY DONOVAN BALDWIN

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# posted by Donovan Baldwin @ 8:48 AM 0 comments

 

DONOVAN BALDWIN - POET

stories i can't tell

times that you and i made love

in secret places

-----

i've so many words

i can use to describe you

how you make me feel

-----

if you only knew

how many times every day

i try to find you

-----

when she's all alone

a time for private pleasures

solo adventures

-----

as i stand exposed

her fingers seek to mold me

as if i were clay

-----

touch me just one time

as if you meant to please me

make me feel wanted

-----

words a silken gown

rustling across her bare skin

causing arousal

-----

hold me just one time

make me feel that i belong

for a while at least

-----

singing our love songs

neath a silent silver moon

revealing secrets

-----

naked in the night

lovers turn their skins silver

moonbathe together

------

weaving with my words

translucent gown for my love

to touch her for me

-----

lonely without you

echoing in heart and mind

my words so empty

-----

licking sinful lips

she's mellow with a slow burn

a honeyed vodka

-----

Alone in the dark on Gibraltar,

As her courage began to falter,

Then a monkey she met,

Became more than a pet,

-----

People think they're doing good

By being nice to me

I know it's just a subterfuge,

So they feel good, you see.

No one's ever wanted me,

Much less to be nearby,

Through all my many failures,

Give comfort as I cry.

I've never known what love is,

That feeling so sublime,

That someone loving me can give,

It's never been my time.

Each day has been a lonely thing,

In night's darkness so alone,

Never finally fell at peace,

Except when life has gone.

-----

she's dressed for the office

but her mind is somewhere else

nakedly exposed

-----

Pumpkins in the fall,

To Isabella do call,

Earth tones abound,

Falling leaves all around,

-----

i cannot help it

you awaken my old sins

and present desires

-----

life has come to this

ancient wreck of words and deeds

on the rocks of time

-----

Donovan Baldwin

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# posted by Donovan Baldwin @ 8:39 AM 0 comments

Donovan Baldwin

we discovered sin

in dark beside the bay

teens beneath the moon

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drawings of lovers

living out their fantasies

lines intersecting

-----

too damn old you see

for feelings my heart contains

dreams of yesterday

-----

been thinking of you

wonder if you think of me

wishing that you would

-----

what sins have you done

that i haven't done myself

living and loving

-----

those "heathen idols"

nakedly expressing truths

we cannot admit

-----

always with respect

even when we both consent

to exceed love's bounds

-----

Expeditions on unexplained shores.

Seeking to open locked doors,

Chasing her dreams

For the pleasure it brings,

Heather Amaro explores.

-----

my darkness within

inner scars, still bleeding wounds

eternal injuries

-----

before sleep takes me

i remember holding her

naked bodies joined

-----

those exciting nights

my lover revealed to me

pleasures of desire

-----

if you love ignore

body shape and skin color

meaningless metrics

-----

arms around my neck

binding me to panting breast

her mouth seeking mine

-----

but would she kiss him

creature from another time

or just love his words

-----

she touches my words

but never has she touched me

i'll wait like always

-----

he spills poetry

all over her naked mind

like cold words on skin

-----

no kisses for me

no eager feral fondling

nor cries of content

-----

sexy fully clothed

it's never what she's wearing

but how she wears it

-----

rosebud's nymph

rising casting off its veils

delicate but proud

reaping her tiny fig

plucking tiny fruit to taste

among sweet juices

breathlessly explore

up and down her little hill

along its ridges

-----

i stoop to admire

her mysterious jewel

among pastel folds

-----

her words appearing

just above love's horizon

warm pastels of dawn

-----

If I may speak so bold,

My ears will never be cold

Laying back on the bed,

Your thighs round my head,

As my tongue explores each fold.

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poet at his best

a god creating eden

adam to his eve

-----

sweet dreams or nightmares

hold my hand demand my arms

however you feel safe

-----

words upon her skin

dripping as if heated wax

delicate places

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By Donovan Baldwin

Both sacred and profane.

Draw for me secrets

Within your pounding heart.

Song of the ends of

Exhilaration and ecstasy

Of your mind and body.

Step boldly, shyly forward

Eternally exposed by

Trailing transparent words.

How to describe you

Two simple words say so much...

Passionate woman

Write me honest words

Toss veils and cloaks far aside...

Show me who you are

Exposing at last

Your naked soul

Spilling out her words

Poetry in blood red ink...

Ichor of my muse

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# posted by Donovan Baldwin @ 7:30 PM 0 comments

Innocent was I, 

Or so I claim,

Til she,

The agent provocateur...

Sent me coded messages,

Hinting at things real, 

Which I before

Had only dared to dream,

In secret and in silence,

Certain I was alone,

In my disaffection.

Upon the breastworks of

The defenses she erected,

I responded to her blandishments,

"Speak not to me in code,

Agent Provocateur.

If you would incite me and arouse me

To follow you upon this path,

Of danger, excitement,

And adventure,

Say all plain and true,

In words I understand."

Thrusting herself bravely forward,

Her message she presented, 

More plainly,

Clad only in its naked truth,

And I,

Unwillingly,

Of course...

Weakened, and entered in her cause,

Following her along hidden paths,

Which took me to secret places,

Full of danger...

And the ecstasy of daring conflict.

She led me up to tops of mountains,

Where light bloomed in ways,

Which long I had not seen,

Also into deep, dark caverns,

Full of mystery,

For intimate meetings laden with secrecy,

And promises.

She brewed for me a potion,

Guaranteed to win the soul,

Of any to be led to her belief...

A potion which she had ME drink,

To prove its true effectiveness,

Which left me, stiffened with resolve

To join her in her quest,

Until its very end...

A final battle full of fire,

Explosion, and, at last

Luxurious rest due the victorious.

Many times strove she and I together,

Until, one day, she and I stepped forth,

Before the multitude, 

Where I pronounced my allegiance

To my

Agent provocateur,

At the appointed time, turning

To reveal her to all assembled,

Only to find,

Her gone.

I was left alone by her betrayal,

To face two fates:

The wrath of those maimed by my deceit,

But even worse,

A lifetime without

My...

Agent provocateur

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You awaken in the night,

A treasure at your side.

A sleeping beauty you must

Touch once more, kiss again,

Hear her sighs and moans...

Oh to taste her...

Let her sleep?

Surely nothing wrong with a touch.

Your hand traces the unseen face,

Following curve of cheek,

Whispering across soft warm lips,

Lips that not too long ago,

Brought you to ecstasy.

Oh, the wonderful memory of

Her hands and lips on your body,

Kissing your breasts and nipples,

Fingers entering between your legs,

Into your hot wet hole as

Her naked breasts crushed against yours.

Control?

That is gone, you have to have her now.

Your body follows your hand as it

Slides to her breast... her breathing changes,

She is awake and aware... you stop breathing,

Her arm goes around you, her breasts press yours,

As your fingers search out the entrance to her sex,

She does the same for you.

She bestows kisses, face and lips, then

Trailing downward, her tongue and lips

Teasing, tantalizing your breasts and nipples.

Her fingers beginning to raise your clitoris,

As you do the same for her...

Simultaneously, as if a common thought,

Each raises silver fingers to lips,

To taste the indicator of ecstasy.

Beginning with lips again, flavored this time,

You and she kiss your way down each other's body,

Hands caressing everywhere, as, inverted,

Each face to the other's sex, you and she

Begin to lick and kiss and suck

The most private spot, drinking from

Each flowing well of love and desire,

Nakedness to nakedness,

Hands grasping ass to hold on

As hips begin to buck,

Mounting sighs become

Moans and gasps,

Legs apart as each reaches the culmination,

And making love with mouth and face,

Bring one another to the highest point of ecstasy,

Tasting the flowing love juices,

Changing positions to hold each other,

To kiss with wet faces and lips,

And to taste the proof of pleasure,

On each other's face...

Nakedly embraced slowly

Falling back asleep,

In peace and love,

Together.

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"Naked Outside Of Eden, by Donovan Baldwin, is a short, evocative piece that focuses on a timeless, almost mythical female figure.

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hide your secrets well

but never quite well enough

for me not to know

your boundaries dissolve

before rushing floods of love

you shouldn't but you will

your eyes tell me all

as you take my hand and turn

leading me within

-----

you guided my hand

places it was meant to be

upon your body

taught it where to stop

the way that spot was touched

bring moans to your lips

tempo and rhythm

perfect pressure and motion

for both our pleasures

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# posted by Donovan Baldwin @ 11:26 AM 0 comments

BY DONOVAN BALDWIN

Sunrise over Benbrook Lake, Texas

It's become a part of my life.

Not the trees and the lake.

I just passed them today,

And I have seen others like them.

Today was different,

Walking by the lake.

As I looked at the morning mist,

Hanging over the lake,

Hiding the trees on the other side,

I wished that she was there.

Not too long ago that

Would not have happened.

Now, everything I see or do,

I want to share with her.

The big squirrel,

The leaf covered trail,

The sunlight on the water,

The fog that replaced it.

All is not complete until

She can see it,

Hear it,

Taste it,

Feel it,

Sense it,

With me.

That went through my mind,

Because,

Today was different,

Walking by the lake.

------

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BY DONOVAN BALDWIN

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BY DONOVAN BALDWIN

A symphony of secret sin.

I trace them as they strike and flow

Lips and tongue behind them go.

Breathless, I chase the silver sting,

A thirst for wildness, on the wing.

Your skin, a canvas, etched with rain,

My lips, medicine for your pain.

Eager, I pursue each drop

Hoping storms will never stop.

Your body only clothed by rain

So tempting to my fevered brain.

You my feast neath weeping sky,

Dance seductively as I

Touch and taste and drink my fill

Fingers drifting where they will.

So let the rain caress your skin,

Awash with past and future sin,

A promise in those beating drops,

Arousing love that never stops.

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So safely protected within her paradise,

A place of quiet beauty and repose,

So peaceful and serene, her heart at ease,

Without storm or flame to shake her placid dreams.

Once upon a gentle breeze, she thought she heard,

A siren call, a poet's words, perhaps deceit,

Yet, suddenly aware of temptations sweet,

The wild words seemed to her such pleasant sins.

But, oh, the risk to heed the poet's call,

How thrilling to set her mind and body free,

To drink deeply from the poet's well,

Perhaps be barred from Eden for eternity.

Trembling she crept closer to the sound

She saw the poet, felt rather than heard,

The heat of his words that burned her bonds away,

Releasing her from Eden's thrall.

Poet took her hand and together,

They left one Eden for another,

Their whispered words bright embers,

Fireflies lighting their new Eden.

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# posted by Donovan Baldwin @ 10:29 AM 0 comments

 BY DONOVAN BALDWIN

Alone in the Universe...

Alone in the dark, forbidding forest of life,

Until...

I heard a sound so sweet,

So compelling that,

I turned to follow it as if,

Fate had decreed I must.

As I walked, the forest became greener,

Flowers bloomed and 

Bushes bore sweet fruit, as

The sound grew nearer... sweeter...

It was a voice, a woman's voice,

And, as my footsteps took me,

Along its path of song and beauty,

I stepped into a glen filled with love song.

There, bloomed all  beautiful blossoms,

There, birdsong accompanied,

The singing of the woman,

Who raised her face and sang to me.

No longer alone was I, who heard the song,

Sung by the sweet woman whose

Shining gaze and loving words,

Welcomed me to her place of beauty.

Without understanding words or song,

I sang back to her as her smile

Widened with understanding and recognition,

And our songs joined and soared....

As did our hearts and souls,

No longer alone, but that best of both,

Lovers in all things who found one another,

In the vastness of the Universe.

And as we sang, the words dissolved

Into only feelings of love and joy,

For there are no words for

The happiness of true love.

Together we sang the song of the lover,

A song different from any other,

A song begun as a solo tune, 

Becoming the best when sung by two.

And so we joined the chorus,

Of lovers past and future,

One bound in joy to one forever,

As they share the song of the lover.

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# posted by Donovan Baldwin @ 11:28 AM 0 comments

I looked up at stars, I looked cross the sea,

Yearning for the distant and strange.

I just couldn't feel "at home" at home,

But dreamed of the wide open range.

At last I left and crossed the sea,

Tho' I never got to the stars.

I rode the range on eighteen wheels,

Haunted diners and dives and bars.

I'm just not cut from a normal bolt,

Nor sewn in the common style.

I'm happiest when I'm far from home,

And just come back for a while.

It's not the people, the places, or things,

That cause me to move along.

I cannot explain how the stars and the sea,

Sing to me with a Siren's song.

I've got to go tho' I just got here,

I will miss you as soon as I go.

I'm happiest when I'm outward bound,

In a way others never will know.

Most need the hearth and home and heart,

In a place all bounded and set.

I just need a map and a road that leads,

To a place I haven't been yet.

Copyright 7/14/2012 by Donovan Baldwin

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# posted by Donovan Baldwin @ 11:50 AM 0 comments

Don Quixote On His Deeathbed

"The notary was present, and he said that he'd never read in any book of chivalry that a knight errant had died in his bed so calmly, and in such a Christian way as don Quixote, who, amidst pity and tears of those surrounding him, gave up the ghost; that is, he died."

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# posted by Donovan Baldwin @ 1:36 PM 0 comments

I've been reborn, sweet woman.

Returned to a state

I never thought to see again.

I can safely look at you with hope and desire,

Now I've been set free,

But, it's too late for me.

Body and face have aged, though my soul

Has returned to days of wishes and of dreams,

From twenty years ago.

All those I could have, should have, loved,

Are far away and aged now like the man,

I try not to see in the mirror.

Today, the man inside sees lovely women passing,

Who smile and warm his heart, as they think,

"He looks like my dad."

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# posted by Donovan Baldwin @ 6:32 PM 0 comments

BY DONOVAN BALDWIN

The Art of Thinking (1928) by Abbé Ernest Dimnet

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# posted by Donovan Baldwin @ 4:52 PM 0 comments

I will not write the words,

My heart says to speak, for,

Those words hold power,

To open secret doors, and 

Crumble mountains into dust.

I will not write the words,

I would have you hear, for,

That would cause both pain,

And, doubled would pain be,

When felt by both apart.

I will not write the words,

That touch so deep within, for,

They speak of hopes that,

Are not mine to give, and,

I am not brave enough to say.

I will not speak the words,

I long so much to speak, for,

They promise of tomorrow,

A real tomorrow over which, 

You and I have no control.

I will not speak the words,

As I blindly gaze at mountains, for,

So much stands between me and thee,

And I dare not take that step,

Towards the destruction of my dream.

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