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A welcome site to share original works of poetry. Feel free to use any form of poetry that best expresses your intent. Poetry of passion or erotica is welcome if you feel a need to share but remember that there are limits. Remember passions are not of just the body. Please no angst.
If you have found poetry that you feel would touch the groups intent please share, just be sure to credit the poet.
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All our Cravings
As you enjoy the words that are contained inside this group walls, please understand their devotion is to the cravings of passion.
All that I have to say about love is found buried within the words of these thoughts. I do not pretend to know love or understand love, only that when it found me I recognized its gentle kiss.
You are welcome to contribute your original writings or the writings of others. Remember to identify the poets or lyricists that you pay tribute to when you share their words with the group.
Please, when using the wonderful words of those poets before us, be conscious and respectful to the many beautiful writes that preceded ours ……….give them the credit due them.
Oisin
Special note ~ I can not accept anyone’s request for membership if their profile is private. I understand everyone’s wishes to maintain some privacy but...... please, for at least approval, open your profile up to the manager or moderator of Cravings for our viewing.
* Please understand the intent of Cravings is poetic. It is not the desire of the manager or the moderator to have to delete posts.
* 6/12/08 When sharing a poems, stories, thoughts with the group remember there is a reply option with your post. All comments should be made with respect to the other members. Please be diplomatic in your comments and if you feel a need to critique another’s works keep it between the person who made the post and yourself. If you do not seek responses on your poems or stories please note that at the end of your poem or story.
Thank you,
Oisin
All that I have to say about love is found buried within the words of these thoughts. I do not pretend to know love or understand love, only that when it found me I recognized its gentle kiss.
You are welcome to contribute your original writings or the writings of others. Remember to identify the poets or lyricists that you pay tribute to when you share their words with the group.
Please, when using the wonderful words of those poets before us, be conscious and respectful to the many beautiful writes that preceded ours ……….give them the credit due them.
Oisin
Special note ~ I can not accept anyone’s request for membership if their profile is private. I understand everyone’s wishes to maintain some privacy but...... please, for at least approval, open your profile up to the manager or moderator of Cravings for our viewing.
* Please understand the intent of Cravings is poetic. It is not the desire of the manager or the moderator to have to delete posts.
* 6/12/08 When sharing a poems, stories, thoughts with the group remember there is a reply option with your post. All comments should be made with respect to the other members. Please be diplomatic in your comments and if you feel a need to critique another’s works keep it between the person who made the post and yourself. If you do not seek responses on your poems or stories please note that at the end of your poem or story.
Thank you,
Oisin
24 days ago
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Last Sojourn
I walked over the dried land,
traveled along vanished roads,
where broken hearts had laid
themselves down to the surrender,
I walked without tire but spent from
the loss my heart had suffered.
Days and nights passed from one,
into the other with no break in time
but that of telling myself I am alone.
I passed from day to week and
then into tomorrow until that
day I came upon you by chance.
With softness you quenched my
thirst from the dust taken in from
those who passed me along my way.
I stared out until my eyes met yours,
how will I thank you for finding me,
this lost soul, this traveler
on his last sojourn.
© Oisin
MY LADY FAIR
What's that you say?
Oh but my lady fair can you not see the wind blow
and hear the birds songs?
Close thine eyes feel the oceans waves they do pound against one's soul.....
Do not turn your back on the dark nights for surely if ye do magic and grace will be yours to miss....
These things you speak of sound like fairy tales and yarns that come from a childs book of wishes and I my kind but some what miss in-formed friend have long ago forgotten
about such childhood wishes........
Then if this is true let me ask you now,why do you stand out here among the flowers of the field and graze upon the moon,could it be my lady fair that you in secrecy
still do believe to wish upon a star or ask for the magic of the moon to lead you to what you wish and most desire and
when you open your eyes that wish and desire will be with-in your sight?
Well sir say you are correct in your thinking and I do and that is what I seek and I have ask this most every night for these past weeks but still yet what I wish and most desire has not been with-in my sight,so I ask you sir
what's that you say?
Oh my lady fair this is what I say open your mind and see with your heart your answer has been there all along
all you need do is just turn around......
Well sir I have turned and you are what's with-in my sight......
And how do you see me with your eyes or with your heart? If you only see with your eyes I am forever just your friend, and if it is with your heart that draws me with-in your sight you have found your wish and what you most desire
and I have been here along my Lady fair........
[c]RAP
just a dream I had--had to bring it to life not really
poem like but a craving I do think.....
Oh but my lady fair can you not see the wind blow
and hear the birds songs?
Close thine eyes feel the oceans waves they do pound against one's soul.....
Do not turn your back on the dark nights for surely if ye do magic and grace will be yours to miss....
These things you speak of sound like fairy tales and yarns that come from a childs book of wishes and I my kind but some what miss in-formed friend have long ago forgotten
about such childhood wishes........
Then if this is true let me ask you now,why do you stand out here among the flowers of the field and graze upon the moon,could it be my lady fair that you in secrecy
still do believe to wish upon a star or ask for the magic of the moon to lead you to what you wish and most desire and
when you open your eyes that wish and desire will be with-in your sight?
Well sir say you are correct in your thinking and I do and that is what I seek and I have ask this most every night for these past weeks but still yet what I wish and most desire has not been with-in my sight,so I ask you sir
what's that you say?
Oh my lady fair this is what I say open your mind and see with your heart your answer has been there all along
all you need do is just turn around......
Well sir I have turned and you are what's with-in my sight......
And how do you see me with your eyes or with your heart? If you only see with your eyes I am forever just your friend, and if it is with your heart that draws me with-in your sight you have found your wish and what you most desire
and I have been here along my Lady fair........
[c]RAP
just a dream I had--had to bring it to life not really
poem like but a craving I do think.....
MY DREAM TONIGHT
Hot is the night of summers plight
let me sit under the moon so bright
he picks me up and fills my sight
With fingers of a smooth soft wave he
loosens my restraints and sents them
to their ground this feels only to right
His magnetic force pulls me close the
tingling flow of his soft caress runs
through my soul so we now dance upon this
sky of light
A brush of his lips and I bend with each
and every stroke he paints leaving his mark
within my open heart as we sway and twist with
the winds force I feel all his might as now we
take flight and into my dream tonight......
RAP
let me sit under the moon so bright
he picks me up and fills my sight
With fingers of a smooth soft wave he
loosens my restraints and sents them
to their ground this feels only to right
His magnetic force pulls me close the
tingling flow of his soft caress runs
through my soul so we now dance upon this
sky of light
A brush of his lips and I bend with each
and every stroke he paints leaving his mark
within my open heart as we sway and twist with
the winds force I feel all his might as now we
take flight and into my dream tonight......
RAP
And some one new,
I want to welcome upsidedowndaisy. We hope you enjoy your stay here, please take some time to read the words within, you will find we have some incredible poets and some kind hearts.
Welcome
Oisin
Welcome
Oisin
Welcome
As we see we have another new member, welcome packagedgreat and I hope you enjoy your stay in Cravings. Please enjoy and share.
Oisin
Oisin
Loves Sweet Imaginings
Soulful blinding mourning for my loveless soul
weeping once more from loves sweet release
Holding, trying to nestle the cradle of time
One which would expel the craving of mortal life
Treasured memories, silently slipping gradually away
Conjuring up again the hurt, Loves maddening pain
Fracturing the mind, the bodies dissolution of spirit
Brewing despair, gathering strength drinking in love
Swords blade slicing swiftly this heart, taking up arms
malleable forces drift to confine torments surround
Such is life if not but for this rare moment of instability
Cherished romance forgotten twas a wondrous yet regal love
Gentleness, tender stilled, deprived of any happiness
Even Love in this almost elemental form doth eat, feasting
Tasting the fabric of this most depraved existence
Can any claim to know loves most softest soul
I s there One who has not been coerced by life’s dance,
Beckoning forgiveness in an unforgiving world
Remorse. What of remorse for but lost innocence
Only a charmed word can garner complete regret
Are we too relegated to a task we can not comprehend
Spouting forth love thru the liars dream, asleep
Then only then to imagine sweet poetry rising from within
Beckoning thru the mist of unthinkable sorrows dew
Can this be loves judgment, loves lack of respect in sweet imaginings
Will we love... eternity may gift us with what broken dreams life left behind...
weeping once more from loves sweet release
Holding, trying to nestle the cradle of time
One which would expel the craving of mortal life
Treasured memories, silently slipping gradually away
Conjuring up again the hurt, Loves maddening pain
Fracturing the mind, the bodies dissolution of spirit
Brewing despair, gathering strength drinking in love
Swords blade slicing swiftly this heart, taking up arms
malleable forces drift to confine torments surround
Such is life if not but for this rare moment of instability
Cherished romance forgotten twas a wondrous yet regal love
Gentleness, tender stilled, deprived of any happiness
Even Love in this almost elemental form doth eat, feasting
Tasting the fabric of this most depraved existence
Can any claim to know loves most softest soul
I s there One who has not been coerced by life’s dance,
Beckoning forgiveness in an unforgiving world
Remorse. What of remorse for but lost innocence
Only a charmed word can garner complete regret
Are we too relegated to a task we can not comprehend
Spouting forth love thru the liars dream, asleep
Then only then to imagine sweet poetry rising from within
Beckoning thru the mist of unthinkable sorrows dew
Can this be loves judgment, loves lack of respect in sweet imaginings
Will we love... eternity may gift us with what broken dreams life left behind...
Understanding
If I could dream
As dreamers do
Of trees of green
And eyes of blue.
My dreams would flow
From me to you
And I would know
A love so true.
When I dream
Of future bliss
No day it seems
Without your kiss.
I seek a spot
With you to meet
I run; I trot;
I lightning beat.
A path to you
My dream will take
And oh, so true
Make no mistake.
My spirit walks
With misty eyes
To you it talks
It tells no lies.
Unsure now
Of where to lie
But knowing how
My love can cry.
So, fair one,
Dream with me
I will not run
I stand here free.
You are the one,
To dream with me
I want to come
With only thee.
As dreamers do
Of trees of green
And eyes of blue.
My dreams would flow
From me to you
And I would know
A love so true.
When I dream
Of future bliss
No day it seems
Without your kiss.
I seek a spot
With you to meet
I run; I trot;
I lightning beat.
A path to you
My dream will take
And oh, so true
Make no mistake.
My spirit walks
With misty eyes
To you it talks
It tells no lies.
Unsure now
Of where to lie
But knowing how
My love can cry.
So, fair one,
Dream with me
I will not run
I stand here free.
You are the one,
To dream with me
I want to come
With only thee.
Ecstasy Train
We joined the train as distant friends
Not knowing what lurked around the bend
Hand in hand, we sought our place
Where we could share our love and grace.
The private car we sought and found
Gave us a place to swim, not drowned
She in her jumper and I in my jeans
Privacy helped us reach to our dreams.
The second we entered, we cast care aside
Each other’s arms we sought not just the ride.
Naked we stood, our clothes in disarray
Our passion, our lust a simple step away.
Together we danced to the train’s rock ‘n roll
She gave me her treasure, I gave her my pole.
I pushed and she pulled; she squeezed when I flexed,
Together we danced, our pleasure unchecked.
She took me to a place where lovers belong.
And three times she cried out in sexual song,
Alas! Alas! Our thirst it was quenched
Resting long last on our padded bench.
As slowly the train continued its roll
In our arms we waited for greater control
Click-clack! Click-clack called the wheels to track
I kissed her neck twice, and she kissed me right back.
We entered as friends, shared love and spared none
As the train rolled to stop, we once two now were one.
Now, each day when the train whistle blows
We dream of one more ride wherever it goes.
Not knowing what lurked around the bend
Hand in hand, we sought our place
Where we could share our love and grace.
The private car we sought and found
Gave us a place to swim, not drowned
She in her jumper and I in my jeans
Privacy helped us reach to our dreams.
The second we entered, we cast care aside
Each other’s arms we sought not just the ride.
Naked we stood, our clothes in disarray
Our passion, our lust a simple step away.
Together we danced to the train’s rock ‘n roll
She gave me her treasure, I gave her my pole.
I pushed and she pulled; she squeezed when I flexed,
Together we danced, our pleasure unchecked.
She took me to a place where lovers belong.
And three times she cried out in sexual song,
Alas! Alas! Our thirst it was quenched
Resting long last on our padded bench.
As slowly the train continued its roll
In our arms we waited for greater control
Click-clack! Click-clack called the wheels to track
I kissed her neck twice, and she kissed me right back.
We entered as friends, shared love and spared none
As the train rolled to stop, we once two now were one.
Now, each day when the train whistle blows
We dream of one more ride wherever it goes.
A new member
Welcome to cravings writer2, I hope you enjoy people and the incredible new writes we are seeing each and every day. Please feel free to contribute if you chose.
Oisin.
Oisin.
