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September 7, 2009 at 7:08 am ( Poetry. At the break of day when night falls away,. What gift of love will you give me? I shall give you all that you require:. Two eyes that shine with passion’s fire,. Two lips aflame with lust’s desire. That’s the gift that I shall bring thee. And at the warning hours of morning,. What gift of love will you give me? I shall give you what I’m longing to:. Shoulders to bear you up anew,. Two hands to deeply fondle you. That’s the gift that I shall bring thee. The air made ...
What Gift | by JMariah
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September 7, 2009 at 7:08 am ( Poetry. At the break of day when night falls away,. What gift of love will you give me? I shall give you all that you require:. Two eyes that shine with passion’s fire,. Two lips aflame with lust’s desire. That’s the gift that I shall bring thee. And at the warning hours of morning,. What gift of love will you give me? I shall give you what I’m longing to:. Shoulders to bear you up anew,. Two hands to deeply fondle you. That’s the gift that I shall bring thee.
About | by JMariah
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I am poet JMariah. And I have been writing for over 40 years. I have been published in several periodicals and anthologies, and I have also published 5 books of poetry. I work with special needs children; I designed and run a Rock Hound Club in a public school for grade 4 students. I have a long range of interests including teaching, rock collecting and interpreting dreams, but my greatest passion is poetry. Leave a Reply Cancel reply. Enter your comment here. Address never made public).
Woodland Cabin | by JMariah
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September 7, 2009 at 6:54 am ( Poetry. Here’s a poem I wrote about feeling along and feeling like no one noticed that a part of me was dying. Anyway, I don’t want to give too much of it away. Or maybe I already did. My nickname in high school used to be Jo. The sun beat down one afternoon upon the cabin roof,. The musty air inside lay thick and still. A summer breeze blew fragrances of honeysuckle rose. That wafted lazily from off the hill. The woodland creatures roamed that day around the trees and bush,.
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Spilling Over: July 2011
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A place for all things writing or poetry related. Saturday, July 16, 2011. It's hardly my fault. That he leaves her. Along the beach at night. In her tattered wedding gown,. It's hardly my fault. At the paled line. Around her ring finger,. The empty space stained. And it's hardly my fault. Have retraced their steps. To the place where we met. And that he has gently lain his head. And taken his last breath. Links to this post. Subscribe to: Posts (Atom). View my complete profile.
Spilling Over: September 2009
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A place for all things writing or poetry related. Saturday, September 12, 2009. Shut Up And Let Me Write. Often times when I sit down to write, the editor inside prevents the free flow of words. She mutters such phrases as "that's cliché" or "not that image again" or the ever popular "and you call yourself a writer? I've, on occasion, had to write with my left hand. For some reason this activity is hidden from the editor, and I'm able to write uninterrupted. Shut Up And Let Me Write. Tries to transpose,.
Spilling Over: November 2011
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A place for all things writing or poetry related. Wednesday, November 09, 2011. Strings of light shine on faces that hang. In the shadows that darken the walls,. And an echo of voices vibrates. In the ominous dank of the halls. Specks of dust fall on tables and chairs. Long grown cold from the stark solitude. Apathy sits curled up in the dark;. Head slumps over in a solemn mood. Aging hands flip through old memories,. Photographs from a time long ago,. Lives and loves from the days that are passed,.
Spilling Over: May 2010
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A place for all things writing or poetry related. Monday, May 17, 2010. Name It After Me. And the place inside me that jiggles with the sound. Pretends to be happy. It throws my head back and puts a twinkle in my eye,. And ignores the voice that asks. How dare I think myself a poet. I heard today that a famous children’s writer. Admitted to depression, cocaine and alcohol abuse,. And still he is getting a school named after him. I wonder if I admit to being a mimic. Unique from my pen,. Links to this post.
Spilling Over: August 2009
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A place for all things writing or poetry related. Sunday, August 30, 2009. An Informative Article by Brian Scott. I have just read an article entitled " Pitch Your Book With a Persuasive Blurb. Links to this post. Friday, August 28, 2009. Notes On The Word 'Love'. This note was previously posted back in 2005. But I thought it noteworthy or republishing. Is it that we are expecting to easily “fall” into love as opposed to work our way through it? Read poems about love by JMariah. Links to this post. I nev...
Spilling Over: I'm Not There Yet
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A place for all things writing or poetry related. Tuesday, August 16, 2011. I'm Not There Yet. A wind blows menacingly. Through the stitches of my cardigan,. Buttoned to my neck. I'm not there yet. It whistles in cold tendrils. That lap around my ears. And where do you think you're going? It seems to mock. As I pinch my clothing. Tighter to my chest. I'm a poet,. Born out of sadness. And chiselled from the hardness. I'm walking a dark, windy road. I know where I want to be. And I'll know the place.
Spilling Over: April 2010
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A place for all things writing or poetry related. Tuesday, April 06, 2010. Nothing seems to have been 'spilling over' for some time now. I've been enjoying some serious reading time, but I miss my pen-and-paper dates. Here's a raw poem that spilled out of me today. He lifts his hands to his ears. To refuse the words. We'd spoken so many times. By the images they conjure up,. He squeezes his eye lids shut. He clamps his lips closed. Links to this post. Subscribe to: Posts (Atom). View my complete profile.
Spilling Over: March 2011
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A place for all things writing or poetry related. Thursday, March 17, 2011. The Sound Of Their Moment. There's a stirring in the night. Where images come together. And bump into each other. They are blind to the light. And fall away so quickly. Flashes between the dust. Hands come together in a hush,. To the wind,. Afraid of the after effects. Of their touch. They are brave,. When eyes scan their moment. And demand a reason. For the games they ignite between them. And it is night now. She knows me,.
Spilling Over: Cold Night
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A place for all things writing or poetry related. Saturday, May 21, 2011. Water marks dot the cheeks. That roll over against a pillow. In the middle of the night. And a leg is exposed to the cold. Into the dark,. And eyes clamp a tight hold. She can't let go. Subscribe to: Post Comments (Atom). I am a published poet. I am a passionate writer, dedicated to stirring the minds and moving the hearts of my readers. And my life's goal is to inspire others to write. View my complete profile.
Spilling Over: June 2010
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A place for all things writing or poetry related. Monday, June 07, 2010. The Thought Of you. I've forgotten the skills needed. To turn the memory of you. Out of my mind. It's just there,. Lingering in open space,. Refusing to be quiet. It calls to me,. Slow and deliberate,. So my heart splits open. All over again,. It sings the songs that bring moments. Up from their resting place. To the notes that once guided your hands. Of my waiting flesh. Their words are warped now. Distorted by the silence,.
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Purchase books by JMariah. Sunday, December 23, 2012. Please click the above image to visit my jewellery store on storenvy. I make hand-crafted accessories. Wednesday, September 2, 2009. This 70-page collection of poems, will take you on a journey through the desires, fears, joys and pains of the emotion we call "love". This popular 64-page book is a reprint of the same title published in 2001. It is a collection of introspective poems on love, life and relationships, done mostly in rhyme.
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A place for all things writing or poetry related. Wednesday, November 09, 2011. Strings of light shine on faces that hang. In the shadows that darken the walls,. And an echo of voices vibrates. In the ominous dank of the halls. Specks of dust fall on tables and chairs. Long grown cold from the stark solitude. Apathy sits curled up in the dark;. Head slumps over in a solemn mood. Aging hands flip through old memories,. Photographs from a time long ago,. Lives and loves from the days that are passed,.
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by JMariah | Poetry and Poetics
September 7, 2009 at 7:08 am ( Poetry. At the break of day when night falls away,. What gift of love will you give me? I shall give you all that you require:. Two eyes that shine with passion’s fire,. Two lips aflame with lust’s desire. That’s the gift that I shall bring thee. And at the warning hours of morning,. What gift of love will you give me? I shall give you what I’m longing to:. Shoulders to bear you up anew,. Two hands to deeply fondle you. That’s the gift that I shall bring thee. The air made ...
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