I Am She!

I Am She!

By Connie James

I am she
That captive bird in my golden cage
swaying in the breeze
Stale the air that I breath choaking life
Beneath my blue skies
Taking me far and wide being
Carried in the wind.
I'm the wind beneath his sails and
Of his words, I dream
Skimming the waves ecstatically
Tormenting me
Filling my heart, with wondrous yearnings.
To touch to kiss, to feel!
You cannot disguise the look in your eyes.
What's happening with you,
Where did you get to?
Your phrases confounding me your words
Having me begging.
Painting me with your eyes assiduously
Like a trapped bird that cannot fly
Fluttering my heart.
Missing your arms enfolding me.
In the ambiguity of being free
Taking to my wings and fly
Into the thermal winds.
You're the winds beneath my sails
The air I breathe
And the way I undulate
Beneath my skin.
The dreams I've dreamed,
Rivers rippling through me
Carried away, tempestuously by the breeze.
His words filling my senses
With longings of yesteryear,
Phrases I want to hear yearnings of love 
To touch to kiss your lips
Conditioning my Mind, in ways possible
I thought not.
But there again finding myself a captivated
Bird, unable to fly.
Beyond the clouds peeking the skies
The scent of, he inebriating me
Like a fine wine
His words filling my Mind
With pink dreams
To have to hold, touch to kiss
To be free!
To fly!

Temptation's Too Much

Temptation's Too Much
     
   By Connie James


I've only this flickering candlelight
To just about see
There's a certain warmth exuding from it
As I sit by the opened window
Letting the night in
As I write ambiguous words
That I know not the meaning of
Those meaningless words, written on the wall
Mirrored  like reflections
Secret dreams.
Deep into my psyche dreams
That gives you that warm feeling all over
Dreams that you want to wake up never
As the wind blows through my window
Bringing me back from my reverie.
Touching my pen to my lips
The lips that call out your name
The pitta patter of the rain
Upon my window pane.
Bringing me back to reality
Of thoughts flowing through my mind.
What if, what if it was he!
Playing with words on my mind
Dreaming unconsciously, of he
Of the stars the Moon in her full bloom
Right above me.
As I reach and touch, touch uncertainly
Your mind with mine, possibly.
That glorious vision before my eyes
I've created in my poetry...
The temptation's too much
Our madness that sheer madness
The craziness that magic between you and me
Finding my pen starting uttering
My eloquently ambiguously
Unintelligent kind of poetry
Like a rebirth
Transcending through me.

Apollo's In Town

Apollo's in town 

Needing these vibrant colours
Of mine Madeiran flowers
To feed my mind my soul
Even if my skies are weeping
Tears from heaven.
My heart's constricting, this ache within me.
Apollo's been in town, chasing all and sundry.
A new Adonis on the block he'll be.
Fascinated leaving me
Real I thought he'd be.
Confounded I'll be.
Wanting to escape, take to my wings and fly
Like a bird in my cerulean sky.
Looking back not at, he!
To lift this gossamer from my mind.
That otherwise, taking me beyond this greyness
Into Infinitum!
Bear cannot think I must not.
Imaginings crossing my mind, mustn't go near he
Unworthy of me was he...
Only one thing on his mind, convoluted leaving me
Coiled...
While speaking endearments of love
On your back, screaming ecstatically.
Euphorically, touch, kiss me says he...
Loving the exhilaration of his touch
Intoxicated leaving me.
Inebriating my blood in my veins, imploding. 
Awaiting, their lies most unconvincing.
Uttering endearments of love...
I've been waiting for you all my life, extollingly.
Just a way to getting you in the sac, unfortunately.
Like a bloody fool went I along with he
With each sensation feeling excruciatingly 
Up to their expectation coming not.
If Panther like you'll growl not, scratchingly
From a great height, dropping you...
The cuckoo leaving the nest.
What's it all about...
Sokin  Ukabat!       

But Darling

But Darling!

By Connie James

Be a good girl and go to sleep
But Darling I cannot sleep
I if we could make love I know I'll sleep
You can sleep easily?
Oh, darling! 
This morning making love I tried
I had you on my mind knew not how it happened
OMG! Darling.
So easy, with you on my mind.
I wanted you just you, no good pretending!
I know not where the feeling exuded from
Darling, it's been a while since I've felt such euphoria.
Making love, oh Lord!
It was, I had you know what!
For crying out loud, love me whispering
Oh, darling love, me...
My god darling, a bad person I'll be
But it felt so good, being bad.
Together, touching skin to skin
I can't disguise looking into your eyes 
This feeling for you.
My need to kiss you scaling high
Your face softly against mine.
I feel your heart beating like a drum
Kissing your lips hungrily.
My tongue pocking that hollow below you chin
Playfully.
My senses overflowing like a stream
My mind shuddering
Softly bitting your chin...
My heart escaping my chest
Beating like a drum.
And I!
Without defences,
Whispering over me your hands
Touching me tentatively.
Ahh!
Eruptions escaping me frissons running through me
Taking hold of me my fibrillating heart
As you touch me sensually.
My reason, escaping me
Your skin pulsating against mine.
Ahh! Taking over from me 
Kissing every little inch of me, losing my mind
Just be mine, escapism lost in time.
Reaching a point of no return arching close
Until I'm crying euphorically.
Achieving the heights possible I thought not
Screaming please darling, please.
Into the Infinitum of my mind transcending
Lifting that gossamer from my eyes
Sated teras escaping me
I loved abandonly as is a tomorrow there wouldn't be
That elusive illusion dispersing finally
That you're only in the regions of my mind
Disillusioned must I be!     

 

With These Hands

With These Hands

By Connie James

With these hands, I've scratched a living
From morning till night
These hands have held my baby tight
As he cried out into the night
Comforting him, alright.
I held you close hold you tight
Kissing you in the darkness of the night.
Whispering softly your name
These hands have touched your visage
Held you tight into the night...
Touched your mind your heart.
With these hands have wiped away your tears
As you cried in the darkness of the night
Holding you so close to my heart.
Even though brushing me aside.
But with these hands, I've touched your heart...
I've touched your mind with mine.
We held each other tight into the night
Escaping not the imprisonment of your vice.
With these hands, I've made you cry out
In the darkness of your nights...
This sense at my fingertips I touched
Kissed your eyes your lips
Wishing you a good night sleep tight.
And this sense upon your lips as I brushed
Yours against mine.
Gazing into your eyes times running out
I held your visage with these hands
As I caress your mind with mine...     

Stars In Your Eyes

Stars In Your Eyes

By Connie James

Go not into the other side of midnight
Must not close your eyes
Raging against the darkness of the dying light
In the eyes of my mind
Go not beyond midnight hour if there are
stars in your eyes.
Struggling against the darkness of all times...
Wise men know not if, night, is right
In the depths of their darkest minds...
Forked words exist not on their lips
Or in the lightness of their minds
Waving their last goodbyes brave men.
Frailty means not
If their deeds were mindful at all times
Go not into the other side of midnight
If there are stars in your eyes,
As they danced holding you close
On those golden fields with stars in their eyes.
Raging against the darkness of the dying light
Dispersing from their eyes...
Watching the rising of the sun feral man
Sang and danced into the light so bright
Grieving they learned not of the lateness
Of the stars dispersing from their eyes
Hanging on by a thread, men gravely
Blinded euphorically.
Blasing embers before their eyes
Dancing euphorically, fire in their blood.  
Go not beyond the midnight hour
If there are stars in your eyes
Raging against the darkness of their night
When the light in the shade of their minds
Imminently dying from their eyes
Go not into the other side of midnight
If there are stars in your eyes...

Like A Lament

             Like A Lament

            By Connie James



The Moonlight kisses him beautiful!
Beaming her light upon his eyes
Waiting below the bridge, the riverside
Starlight glistening in his eyes
Won't be surprised, gazing to his skies
Beyond his universe, he tried seeing, feeling
Treading softly in the moonlight ;
The delights of such a night
In the Moon in her half-light
While the shadow's trembled, forebodingly
In the inkiness darkness of the night
In the old ruins stood he starring all around
Velvety darkness engulfing him
Whisperings all around   
Like a lament!
A soul trapped
Amongst the ruins red the dust
Whispering between the trees
Ghouls in the old temples lost,
the gateways;
Trapped irrevocably in a dream 
All alone sitting just one thought,
in his mind...
To write his words his phrases
His ambiguous verses of poetry
Yesterday's words phrases, of yesteryear
Solitude engulfing him
Shadows all around;
In his mind darkness surrounding him
Whispering to those shadows...
O' restless shadows, be at peace won't you
For am not about to disturb you,
Your world!
But to write my words, my verses in solitude
Recited lyrically by the poet
Residing within me!!