Belenen http://whitecrowpoetry.yuku.com/forums/5 en-us Copyright 2006, Yuku feeds@yuku.com (FeedMaster) webmaster@yuku.com (WebMaster) Thu, 16 Oct 2003 12:46:53 GMT Yuku Feeds 1.0 http://blogs.law.harvard.edu/tech/rss 60 Yuku http://static.yuku.com//feed/bypass/images/button-yuku.png http://whitecrowpoetry.yuku.com/forums/5 Yuku - free hosted forums and profiles 88 31 {pics-1.1 "http://www.icra.org/ratingsv02.html" l gen true for "http://yuku.com" r (nz 1 vz 1 lz 1 oz 1 cz 1 ) "http://www.rsac.org/ratingsv01.html" l gen true for "http://yuku.com" r (n 0 s 0 v 0 l 0 )) Search Search Domain q http://yuku.com/search/direct/ <![CDATA[ No 69-69-69. (WIP, critique please) ]]> http://whitecrowpoetry.yuku.com/topic/458/t/No-69-69-69-WIP-critique-please-.html that grey is when all the tones are the same?

Doesn’t matter if it’s 69-69-69 or 21-21-21.

Isn’t it interesting
that normality is when life is all the same?

I want mine to be 26-241-3 or 144-50-160.
Vivid, deep,
snatching your breath
like December moodiness
or a 20-carat fire opal.
©KRLMS.10.13.2003



(do you think it needs more?) ]]> feeds@yuku.com (Belenen) http://whitecrowpoetry.yuku.com/topic/458 Mon, 13 Oct 2003 19:17:07 GMT <![CDATA[ Cornered ]]> http://whitecrowpoetry.yuku.com/topic/459/t/Cornered.html

My eyes are crackling
and curling in
like mud that’s lost its water.

What am I?
a young eagle fallen from the nest?
I don’t even like birds.

But if I am
a weak, fluttering, smash-winged bird,
I’m one with deadly claws
and beak
and a fighting spirit.

My wings are shattered mirrors,
my ankles are broken reeds –
you could say I’m a smouldering wick.

Deny my pain if it pleases you.
Snicker at the droop... ]]> feeds@yuku.com (Belenen) http://whitecrowpoetry.yuku.com/topic/459 Thu, 31 Jul 2003 21:13:33 GMT <![CDATA[ "We suck your skin..." (help with title please!!!) ]]> http://whitecrowpoetry.yuku.com/topic/460/t/-quot-We-suck-your-skin-quot-help-with-title-please-.html daringly imbibe its linen and velvet,
lick its canvas.
You taste of the ocean,
of moaning, thrusting...
release.

insatiable,
we demand your body,
race each other to mark
you with touch.

Our tongues sip sweat,
softly sweeping you for sustenance.
we press hungrily,
marking ourselves with your essence.

Amputate us
from your slender fluidity
and we languish,
flaccid and meaningless.

Give us your... ]]> feeds@yuku.com (Belenen) http://whitecrowpoetry.yuku.com/topic/460 Mon, 24 Feb 2003 12:38:00 GMT <![CDATA[ Then the moon... (short) ]]> http://whitecrowpoetry.yuku.com/topic/456/t/Then-the-moon-short-.html a dipperful of silver,
and on earth laid in repose
tipped her shimmering river.

]]> feeds@yuku.com (Belenen) http://whitecrowpoetry.yuku.com/topic/456 Mon, 15 Jul 2002 14:14:16 GMT <![CDATA[ From Silence to Truth — my love story ]]> http://whitecrowpoetry.yuku.com/topic/472/t/From-Silence-to-Truth-my-love-story.html feeds@yuku.com (Belenen) http://whitecrowpoetry.yuku.com/topic/472 Fri, 10 May 2002 16:03:21 GMT <![CDATA[ From Silence to Truth — my love story ]]> http://whitecrowpoetry.yuku.com/topic/469/t/From-Silence-to-Truth-my-love-story.html feeds@yuku.com (Belenen) http://whitecrowpoetry.yuku.com/topic/469 Fri, 10 May 2002 15:59:09 GMT <![CDATA[ More Than Words To Me ]]> http://whitecrowpoetry.yuku.com/topic/470/t/More-Than-Words-To-Me.html
'Yes!' — exultantly, rising to meet you.
'Yes!' — triumphantly, diving within me.
Again and again,
'til we move past words,
our language splintering deliriously into unthought phrases
as we moan and murmur,
the deepest communication of our being
arising at last from the depths

we crave the melding of our souls—
find it in the ecstasy of our bodies—

as sound becomes extinct
we hover, savor
that inexplicable,... ]]> feeds@yuku.com (Belenen) http://whitecrowpoetry.yuku.com/topic/470 Wed, 10 Apr 2002 10:13:12 GMT <![CDATA[ I Wish You Had Burned Them ]]> http://whitecrowpoetry.yuku.com/topic/463/t/I-Wish-You-Had-Burned-Them.html At least you'd have
admitted
they had some power, some
significance.
Some truth.

You couldn't give my shreds of self a decent funeral.

Instead,
you tossed them
carelessly—
thoughtlessly—
among broken eggshells
as useless as my desire.

Didn't you even wonder if someone else would find them?

Even now,
in certain moods
I wonder.
This faded yet still crazed longing,
the question—
were you... ]]> feeds@yuku.com (Belenen) http://whitecrowpoetry.yuku.com/topic/463 Mon, 08 Apr 2002 18:33:10 GMT <![CDATA[ From Quicksand to Moonstain (from Romantique) ]]> http://whitecrowpoetry.yuku.com/topic/457/t/From-Quicksand-to-Moonstain-from-Romantique-.html
Belief in my beauty — birthed by your murmur,
confidence piercing my quicksand mind: a sliver
of certainty makes unveiled illusion quiver.
Dangerous unvoiced words, each a stark tremor
in the base of my soul, bring honeyed fervor.
Echoes from the deepest well curl into me, shiver
in undulating freedom, create a new river.
Once stagnant sand, I'm made new by my lover.

Eyes are streaks of ocean-toned oil,
skin bears alabaster... ]]> feeds@yuku.com (Belenen) http://whitecrowpoetry.yuku.com/topic/457 Mon, 08 Apr 2002 09:10:23 GMT <![CDATA[ From Quicksand to Moonstain (from rhyming) ]]> http://whitecrowpoetry.yuku.com/topic/466/t/From-Quicksand-to-Moonstain-from-rhyming-.html
Belief in my beauty — birthed by your murmur,
confidence piercing my quicksand mind: a sliver
of certainty makes unveiled illusion quiver.
Dangerous unvoiced words, each a stark tremor
in the base of my soul, bring honeyed fervor.
Echoes from the deepest well curl into me, shiver
in undulating freedom, create a new river.
Once stagnant sand, I'm made new by my lover.

Eyes are streaks of ocean-toned oil,
skin bears alabaster... ]]> feeds@yuku.com (Belenen) http://whitecrowpoetry.yuku.com/topic/466 Mon, 08 Apr 2002 09:04:03 GMT <![CDATA[ From Quicksand to Moonstain (my first sonnet, be gentle;)) ]]> http://whitecrowpoetry.yuku.com/topic/471/t/From-Quicksand-to-Moonstain-my-first-sonnet-be-gentle-.html
Belief in my beauty -- birthed by your murmur,
confidence piercing my quicksand mind: a sliver
of certainty makes unveiled illusion quiver.
Dangerous unvoiced words, each a stark tremor
in the base of my soul, bring honeyed fervor.
Echoes from the deepest well curl into me, shiver
in undulating freedom, create a new river.
Once stagnant sand, I'm made new by my lover.

Eyes are streaks of ocean-toned oil,
skin bears alabaster... ]]> feeds@yuku.com (Belenen) http://whitecrowpoetry.yuku.com/topic/471 Mon, 08 Apr 2002 09:02:25 GMT <![CDATA[ From Quicksand to Moonstain(from FV) ]]> http://whitecrowpoetry.yuku.com/topic/465/t/From-Quicksand-to-Moonstain-from-FV-.html confidence piercing my quicksand mind: a sliver
of certainty makes unveiled illusion quiver.
Dangerous unvoiced words, each a stark tremor
in the base of my soul, bring honeyed fervor.
Echoes from the deepest well curl into me, shiver
in undulating freedom, create a new river.
Once stagnant sand, I'm made new by my lover.

Eyes are streaks of ocean-toned oil,
skin bears alabaster moonstain.
At your grip, like a... ]]> feeds@yuku.com (Belenen) http://whitecrowpoetry.yuku.com/topic/465 Mon, 08 Apr 2002 09:00:42 GMT <![CDATA[ Dear Ocean... Love, Sand ]]> http://whitecrowpoetry.yuku.com/topic/462/t/Dear-Ocean-Love-Sand.html Love, Sand


Your melting fingers cradle my body,
curl about me,
explore my ridges, my crevices, all of me.
You carefully study me, sweeping
my surface with soft
yet insistant force.
I melt under your scrutiny.

You drop me like an old idea,
only to snatch me up again.
Your roughness
smooths away my resistance.
Torn, I feel smaller,
yet more lovely.
The salt of your tears peels my scars away.

Stroking me, your fingers are... ]]> feeds@yuku.com (Belenen) http://whitecrowpoetry.yuku.com/topic/462 Mon, 01 Apr 2002 13:00:12 GMT <![CDATA[ Hopscotch and my mental labyrinth ]]> http://whitecrowpoetry.yuku.com/topic/473/t/Hopscotch-and-my-mental-labyrinth.html feeds@yuku.com (Belenen) http://whitecrowpoetry.yuku.com/topic/473 Fri, 29 Mar 2002 16:44:57 GMT <![CDATA[ Ode to Starbucks ]]> http://whitecrowpoetry.yuku.com/topic/464/t/Ode-to-Starbucks.html

I see you and feel satisfied.
Just a glimpse of you
makes my life better.
I know you will always welcome me
with open arms.
Your scent soothes my senses,
your ambiance soothes my soul.

I drink you in,
revel in your warmth.
You always seem filled with music.
Around you I feel the flow of creativity--
you attract myriad artists,
give them their needed inspiration.
You dare to accept everyone.

My drug, you fill my... ]]> feeds@yuku.com (Belenen) http://whitecrowpoetry.yuku.com/topic/464 Thu, 28 Mar 2002 12:13:09 GMT <![CDATA[ Eowyn (limerick) ]]> http://whitecrowpoetry.yuku.com/topic/461/t/Eowyn-limerick-.html Not even a Nazgul affrighted.
She just laughed in his face,
And removed from its place
That hideous life she had slighted.
©KRLM2002 "If the world were logical, it'd be men who rode sidesaddle."
]]> feeds@yuku.com (Belenen) http://whitecrowpoetry.yuku.com/topic/461 Mon, 25 Mar 2002 08:56:32 GMT <![CDATA[ for my friend who adores Anime(limerick) ]]> http://whitecrowpoetry.yuku.com/topic/467/t/for-my-friend-who-adores-Anime-limerick-.html She talked until her freinds said, "Man!
One more word and you're dead,
We will cut off your head!
There's a difference between freak and fan!"
©KRLM2002 "If the world were logical, it'd be men who rode sidesaddle."
]]> feeds@yuku.com (Belenen) http://whitecrowpoetry.yuku.com/topic/467 Mon, 25 Mar 2002 08:54:52 GMT <![CDATA[ Liquid Fire (to my Lover) ]]> http://whitecrowpoetry.yuku.com/topic/455/t/Liquid-Fire-to-my-Lover-.html
Your eyes go on forever,
their depths casting
delicate webs,
ensnaring me gently.
I shiver under their power.

They lay me bare,
plundering,
sweeping,
emptying my mind...
drawing the ocean's furious passion from within me.

They slowly melt,
swirl in liquid fire,
as the scent of incense drifts softly into the air.
I feel your warmth relaxing me,
entering me,
crashing into my bones, pouring through my veins.

I'm... ]]> feeds@yuku.com (Belenen) http://whitecrowpoetry.yuku.com/topic/455 Tue, 19 Mar 2002 07:24:36 GMT <![CDATA[ Splashdown (my first really short poem ever) ]]> http://whitecrowpoetry.yuku.com/topic/468/t/Splashdown-my-first-really-short-poem-ever-.html
She leaps,
her light and airy feet
pattering
down
the stairs
like water over stones,
her breasts
bouncing
like bubbles.

©2002KRLM ]]> feeds@yuku.com (Belenen) http://whitecrowpoetry.yuku.com/topic/468 Mon, 18 Mar 2002 12:03:54 GMT <![CDATA[ Liquid Fire (to my Lover) ]]> http://whitecrowpoetry.yuku.com/topic/474/t/Liquid-Fire-to-my-Lover-.html
Your eyes go on forever,
their depths casting
delicate webs,
ensnaring me gently.
I shiver under their power.

They lay me bare,
plundering,
sweeping,
emptying my mind...
drawing the ocean's furious passion from within me.

They slowly melt,
swirl in liquid fire,
as the scent of incense drifts softly into the air.
I feel your warmth relaxing me,
entering me,
crashing into my bones, pouring through my veins.

I'm... ]]> feeds@yuku.com (Belenen) http://whitecrowpoetry.yuku.com/topic/474 Tue, 19 Feb 2002 13:38:49 GMT