Tuesday, November 10, 2009
While My Child Sleeps
Posted by Paula and Elwood's Poetic Palace at 6:26 PM 5 comments
To All Who Served
You served with pride , reserved resolution
Full of courageous fear
Posted by Paula and Elwood's Poetic Palace at 1:53 PM 2 comments
Friday, October 30, 2009
The Soul is but a Passing Tide
held the child close,
not just a hug
a part of me
I remember that day
Funny thing, the sun
Posted by Paula and Elwood's Poetic Palace at 6:31 PM 2 comments
Tuesday, October 27, 2009
Lost in Profound
crawling through complicated obscurity ,
Conflicted oppression colliding with reawakenings of lives lived past
Constant uncertain purpose, checking for prints left by burdened shod
Turning back for part of the path, signs of direction unseen
Quick to change direction back to future, wondering always
Posted by Paula and Elwood's Poetic Palace at 8:02 PM 0 comments
Friday, October 9, 2009
Without a Shadow of Doubt
Collaborated by : AmandaLyn and Paula
All aboard, find a seat
Watch and learn
He won’t be beat
Expert in the craft of pity
With tales of woe, downtrod and gritty
that feed a paranoia profound
with vanity he's surly found
Search for intentions, interpreted wrong
he sits, sulking, with face so long
Scraps of dignity, shards of pride
in desperation, cast aside
looking for validity
Yes, please do
pity me
Posted by Paula and Elwood's Poetic Palace at 2:29 PM 4 comments
Monday, October 5, 2009
I'll Call Tomorrow
Almost related beyond the heart
Years and miles separate memories
Of laughter shared, yesterday
You come to mind often
I tell myself, “I should give Bill a call”
Tomorrow, perhaps I’ll find time
An article, you’ve done well
Military career, a wife, a child
Happiness spread across your face
Christmas cards sent, short notes penned
“How’ve you been? Where have you lived?”
Not enough of these catch up calls or notes
Telling myself, I’ll call tomorrow
A month of tomorrows turn into years
Today , I phone , ready to hear
What has taken place in your life
How’s your career, your kids, your wife?
“ I’m sorry to tell you, Bill’s passed away
He went in his sleep just yesterday”
How did this happen, too young and fit
I should have called that long ago tomorrow
I should have made time,
Before the sorrow
Forgive me friend, I know it don’t count
I thought of you often
I’d call ,
Posted by Paula and Elwood's Poetic Palace at 7:20 PM 3 comments
Tuesday, September 29, 2009
We The People
Posted by Paula and Elwood's Poetic Palace at 6:36 PM 1 comments
Monday, September 28, 2009
Dreamlike Musings
I’m trancelike, wrapped in the ecstasy of your mind, should I attempt escape
Like gentle moans, off pursed lips of lust
Dreamlike musings of vacant touch, reaching my sheath, begging for satisfaction of
Tongued eloquence.
Wanting need, heard in rhapsodic oration
I’ll await your linguistic chariot, to carry me where my lordly realm has ventured
Longing for jaunted journey , feeling your gentle ,torturous evil ways
Come quick , yet slow
Satisfy my thirst
Anoint me in your hunger
Posted by Paula and Elwood's Poetic Palace at 6:48 PM 2 comments
Monday, September 14, 2009
When is it time exact for death to role its loving eyes
Posted by Paula and Elwood's Poetic Palace at 7:15 PM 1 comments
Instead as time was sweetness pudding
Written by : Elwood Jake
there was sweet time
once when softness ruled
lives were not as absinth's bite
nor full of lusts dark despite
instead as time was sweetness pudding
children ran in soft remission
no cancer strike or heathen's blow
but that soft and simple thought
my love please hold me
warm and true
Posted by Paula and Elwood's Poetic Palace at 6:59 PM 1 comments
Sunday, September 13, 2009
The Master's Hand
Written by: AmandaLyn
The door creaked open, a gentle groan, sent a bell tingling.
It was a step back, opening a memory, a journey through time.
Hardwood, dust, oil and wax, scents of ages past, did their part,
Lifted spirits from cracks and crannies, set them free to roam
In one corner, in the back, he sat
Guitar on his knee
Strings gently humming.
Quarter-sawn oak, beveled lead glass, polished brass clasps
A woodcarvers canvas, chiseled roses and vines entwined
His inspiration? Love? Pride? It showed with each cut
A masterpiece true, Crowned with a finial fine
He sits gently strumming
A song on his lips
A serenade so befitting
Mona Lisa, Mona Lisa men have named you A masterpiece, canvassed lady with mystic smile She danced in the room, waltzed past mildewed books Chipped tea sets and treadle machines long forgotten, Ancient love’s labors Now cold and lonely
Works of art.Posted by Paula and Elwood's Poetic Palace at 6:07 PM 2 comments
Sunday, August 23, 2009
References, I need to see references
Written by Elwood Jake
references, i need to see references
would my soul do sir?
your soul, what do references have to do with such trifle
it is my heart sir
for the heart and the mind
they do live in the same place you know.
references, i need to see references
here, i have this small medalion
would that do sir indeed
the color purple is not
just a book i have heard
it said
references, i need to see references
would my soul do sir?
it would if i could hold it and fold it
as paper is said to do
references, i need to see references
i sir am told that folded souls
can make the need for those
that ask for such things as you do
sweet substitue for such as you require
referneces, i need to see references
oh lord i stand before you now
without but such
that made you me
i ask in simple, slight, pious tone
my references dear lord?
i left them on a field with friends
that did not wish to see me leave
but as you said so was it done
my soul my mind my heart
they stand before you now
such references that you ask
as i said you took me quick
so they dear lord lay sodden wet
on field that holds my comrades hearts
references, i need to see references
Posted by Paula and Elwood's Poetic Palace at 2:42 PM 1 comments
Saturday, August 15, 2009
Ancient Paths Well Trod
Posted by Paula and Elwood's Poetic Palace at 1:15 PM 3 comments
Monday, June 15, 2009
I looked for you Today
Forgetting,
you went away
Not far from thought,
nor from the heart
but gone from sight
your final night
I said goodbye
Posted by Paula and Elwood's Poetic Palace at 9:09 PM 5 comments
Friday, June 12, 2009
Beside your Bedside
Posted by Paula and Elwood's Poetic Palace at 9:08 AM 2 comments
Wednesday, March 18, 2009
Beggar's Glimpse at Hope
Beggars wait at open portal
steal a meager glimpse of hope
apprehensive grasp
Princess Pretense glances with
blind eye, refusing sight
Seamstress Sally, chuckles, knowing
fools errand awaits
A cup of blindman's beggars chance
to fill the bed of knitted hope
awaiting life that passes by
as beggars they deny the light
Yet simple as the tin cup's chance
to hold the light in hope
not wait but fight
the beggar's might
as strong as life
sits strength beside
each beggar's cup
nor futile wish
as seamstress sewing
Posted by Paula and Elwood's Poetic Palace at 3:15 PM 1 comments
Not Weary Heart Nor Lifeless Use
Written by Elwood Jake
as a gift, to me
Posted by Paula and Elwood's Poetic Palace at 5:45 AM 0 comments
Monday, March 2, 2009
As Touched, My Soul, Ignites
Posted by Paula and Elwood's Poetic Palace at 2:49 PM 2 comments
Wednesday, February 4, 2009
Truth Tellers Crucified
Posted by Paula and Elwood's Poetic Palace at 9:12 AM 1 comments
Tuesday, February 3, 2009
In Love They Plied Secret Space
A hum, a strum
nestled nicely against
the tender valley
Freely flowing, floral bouquet
applause apparent upon
linguistical lover
sugar plumbed plummeting
sweet sparkle dust
on certain spots
in certain twats
no thought required
to fill such desire
natural in nature
gentle oblige,
moans , whimpers, follow
in stride
in love they plied
secret space
a lull in time
to feed the mind
not starve such soft
yet tender stride
Posted by Paula and Elwood's Poetic Palace at 11:28 AM 4 comments
Wednesday, January 28, 2009
This Union of Perfection has a long Journey Ahead
Posted by Paula and Elwood's Poetic Palace at 8:18 AM 5 comments