DameSansMerci's Poetry Ramblings

[DameSansMerci]

Hmm...so, okay, this is my first official post of any sort of creative endeavor... *takes a shaky breath* okay, so here we go...

Author: DameSansMerci
Disclaimer: All works original and copyrights belong to DameSansMerci. Please don't steal my words, they're all that I have to call my own.
Distribution: Not without permission.
Warnings: Um, maybe some sexual imagery? Light stuff? Smoochies and sighs? Tastefully sensual? Maybe? Does that need a warning?
That said...here it is.

[center]"You"

You’re with me in the night.
You cover me—Softly—
In the blackness that threatens to seep through.
You kiss me—Gently—
Your warm fingers on my lips
Silence me.
Stilling my rampant thoughts,
You guide my wayward spirit,
Coaxing me towards pleasures
Both exquisite and divine.
In the midst of my ardor,
You soothe me.
I know nothing of heaven
Till you speak words of comfort to me.
You touch me so tenderly—
In my mind you are a quiet place.
You calm me in my passion;
You hold my hand so gingerly
And kiss the palm—Completely.
You are thorough and attentive
While caressing me.
To my parched lips, like a desert,
You are a cool rainfall after years of drought.
Fingers brush my skin softly,
You hold me so carefully.
Whispering things I’ve never heard,
You teach me lessons I’ve not yet learned.
Gentle but fiercely passionate as a tigress,
You school me in the ways of love,
And show to me the ecstasy
Of promises long been denied. [/center]

[DameSansMerci]

And another poem, from the part of me that sometimes feels the need to court Fair Lady in all her Medieval splendor and Romance....Here's hoping Fair Lady doth not take offense....

[center]"To My Lady of the Court"

You call me shameless as you blush,
Sunset hues darkening your cheeks and lips,
Already crimson and longing to be kissed.
Your hand hides your face like a geisha’s fan,
So the world may not see what it is you are.
And what is that, dear princess?
Are you now so curious?
Truly words have a way of turning hearts wanton and bold.
Well, then, I shall tell you, but we must
Whisper and keep it between us two:
You are the heralding trumpet
To my conquering passion;
Each blush, each sigh
Betrays you to my quest.
Society tells you to make quiet of the matter.
A Lady never speaks of her Heart
Or her Passion.
But deep inside, I find it there,
When I search with my eyes your hazel orbs.
I thrill to see it, and know in my soul
Eventually you’ll speak of it to me.
Someday the dawn will break, and the world change,
And this night become day, and these sorrows joy.
You’ll tell me you want me, need me, love me,
Be it with whispers, with kisses,
Or a thousand more blushes
That grow dearer to me each day
You do not stay my words,
Nor leave me smoldering, despairing of passion,
By casting my Hope and Love away.[/center]

[DameSansMerci]

[center]“Promise to Myself Upon Turning Twenty”

If I promise myself to change—
Right now, this moment, this very night:
Will I keep it? Will it happen?
Can I resurrect myself
From this emptiness I’ve unwittingly devised?
Each passing season of promising somedays
Allowed without protest to slip away;
A lifetime chock full of complacency
To put life’s meanings and chances on delay.
If I make myself this night a promise
To change my ways, amend, reform,
Be more confident, assertive, productive, healthy:
Will it still hold true tomorrow morn?
I think perhaps I’m finally ready
To become the woman I ought to be.
To never again fear the path
That beckons deep inside of me.
Perhaps this hope will stay with me—
If I believe enough and hold it tight!
It may be a stargazer’s dream…
Who can say?
But all things are possible—in the night—![/center]

[Krokador]

One word: woah! Girl you should've shown the world your skills to the world a long time ago! Those poems are amazing!! I really mean it!

Well i think I had already told you my overall feeling about You, but upon re-reading it this morning (yes, me and morning) I just found one thing I hadn't noticed the first time. It's intense, but also there's a kind of peace to it.

The lady poem well, a second woah! It's talking truth about the world, and telling truth about who you want to be it, despite the rest of the world. It's just awesome hehe. And I could just imagine you making someone blush

As for the last one. you write the anguish of growing up in a much better way than I could ever do. That made me ask myself questions, even hehe. But fear not, if anyone else, I'll be around to make you hold your promises to yourself .

Keep writing! You're great!!

[DameSansMerci]

mels...now i'm the one blushing here ...the first one was about a kind of peace...the kind that you get when you meet someone and things kinda...fit together in your life...the second one is, well, not necessarily autobiographically true, but kind of how i've felt before...like the brash knight trying to sweep the maiden off her feet...i have that feeling/urge/need to fight for her honor/hand/love/affection...hmmm...which i suppose isn't that uncommon lol ...the third one, well, that was just...me taking stock of my life, looking around and going, "damn! things need some work!" lol...and yeah, i do hope you hold me to my promises thanks for reading my poems and for the feedback! i feel all about some of your insight...woooowwww!
thanks, hun!
Jenny

[SJ]

I like your writing style. Great poetry,thanks for sharing.

[DameSansMerci]

hey, SJ!
thanks for reading! i'm glad you enjoyed it!

[Thianne]

Jenny.....i gotta say, you're good, girl. i liked all of them, but maybe my favourite is the second. they're just....good. really really good. plase post more!

*hugs*

[DameSansMerci]

thanks, vale! yeah, i agree...the second one's probably my favorite...i've been writing these right before i go to bed, just for some therapeutic value...it gets the emotions out and helps me to sleep...not the highest quality stuff, but every now and then i get one that i really like glad you liked them! i'll try to keep them coming! *hugs*

[badkitty]

Beautiful.

[DameSansMerci]

Thanks, Gail! I'm glad you liked them!

[DameSansMerci]

I don't know if I can exactly describe the mood I was in while writing this next piece...maybe frustrated, love-sick, suffering poeta? Dunno...I think it had something to do with needing some

[center]"Longing"
I’ve spent a night and a day—and yet a thousand more—
Taking inventory of my soul
And all the composite parts of me
That—conglomerated—make up the visceral, less fleshly parts
Of this well-worn existence.
I’m hardly a philosopher or woman of letters,
And yet it reads like papyrus, clear and true,
That all the parts of me I’ve pieced together—
Those little bits I’ve gathered in my palms
And held cupped like water—
Are aching—crying out in the night—for You—
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[SJ]

Lovely poem.

[DameSansMerci]

Hey, Kitties! This next piece is one I wrote while having one of those moments of "OMG, does this girl know I really, really like her? OMG, what if she can't figure it out, or thinks I don't mean it? *insert nervous babble here*"...yeah, one of those moments. And of course, I strongly suspect she knows by now...well, at least if she's been reading my poems lol So this poem is a product of that lovely neurotic state called love...

[center]"Have You...?"

Have I told you, in my heart, there’s room for you alone?
Baby, do you know?
Have you ever seen in my eyes the adoration
That’s beyond all words and actions?
Have I ever held you close enough that all you feel is love?
Have you ever heard me the thousand times
I’ve thanked the stars above?
Have you ever felt my heart so fast,
Baby, it could beat for two?
Have I ever shown these things to you?
Have you ever felt me tremble deep inside
When you hold me in your arms at night,
Because loving you in a world so wrong,
Baby, it just feels so right?
Have you ever tasted my tears of joy
From wanting you so long and hard
That, once touching you and kissing you,
My soul could break and split apart?
Have I made you sure that you’ll be safe
From all the things that make you cry?
Have you come to know by now that I’ll
Love you till I die? Well, baby, let me tell you now
That all these things are true,
And I’ll go on loving, unconditionally
Until my days are through.
Baby, have you felt my love?
Have you…?
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[DameSansMerci]

Hey, SJ! Thanks for forgiving my sporadic installments lol. I'm glad you liked it!

[SJ]

Beautiful poem.

[DameSansMerci]

Thanks, SJ!

[DameSansMerci]

They say that one of the main themes of Hamlet is his emotions being torn between action and inaction...well, for me, the struggle has always been between staying absolutely silent and saying too much.


[center]“Best Left Unspoken”

There’s something to the human heart
That speaks most out of turn,
Rushing in where it has no right
And spilling its concern.
I’ve once again spoke forth with a flurry
Of words that do not have a place
—in this world, in this relationship—
O God! I should have courted her with quiet ways.
How do I mend this brash display
And chasten myself hereafter?
I never meant to cause her sorrow,
But, by God, to hear her laughter!
Is there some apology,
Some soft-spoken word or gaze,
That will let her know, in sincerity,
That for her, I’d change my ways?
Can I alter my course, remake myself
Pleasing in her eye?
O God, give me just one more chance
Before the last good-bye…[/center]

[SJ]

Lovely poem.

[DameSansMerci]

Thanks, SJ. Wish I didn't have cause to write it.

[DameSansMerci]

[center]I died today but there was no funeral
—No mourners—nor coroner—nor burial—
The only witnesses were—Loneliness—
And the pallid specter—Grief—
The door to the tomb is closed—and sealed—
Tonight there’ll be no Relief.
A pall this day will cover all
And so, like ashes, shall memories fade—away—
To nothing, specks of dust—in the glooming—
Too light and fleeting—to stay—[/center]

[SJ]

Great poem.

[DameSansMerci]

Thanks, SJ!

[DameSansMerci]

This one's for my baby, who loved me so long without me knowing it, and who waited so patiently for me to see it and realize I love her too... I love you, baby...

[center]"Yours"

My love, my baby, my dearest one—
The only thing I feel is your touch trailing down my skin;
My only thought is to savor
Your breath, your kiss, your desperate whisper.
Our sighs are echoing throughout the night,
Making tender music through this silent house;
I’m twined around you, my home, my heaven,
Begging you to make this fever lessen.
My pulse is pounding, my skin aflame
With your body gently on top of mine,
Moving with me, flowing through my veins,
Like some super-celestial ecstasy.
Most beauteous exalted one,
With whom I share my passion and pleasure,
I’m more bound to you by this, our love,
Than by any other Earthly anchor.
Gravitation has remade its force
Around your place inside of me,
And I’m so ready and waiting, breathless, till—at last!—
You hold me close—whisper my name—
Then make me yours—Eternally!—
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[badkitty]

I was sitting here at my computer at 4am, because I can't sleep, so I decided to re-read your poems and saw this new one. All I can say, Jenny, is that it's lovely. Thank you for sharing it.

So beautiful.

gail

[Krokador]

Wow, Jens....
That's quite the hymn to love you wrote there... I kinda wish I was the person you dedicated that to ^^. Hehe, good writing as usual. Always powerful and true. It's amazing actually

[DameSansMerci]

Gail Gail!
I'm glad you thought it was beautiful...I know my muse certainly is . I found myself writing into the wee hours of the morning, and the more I wrote, the more my poem got...extra-flamey lol . With a woman that gorgeous, I'm just lucky I didn't pass out and die from my need to brag about her. She is S-E-X-Y!!!!

[DameSansMerci]

Hey Mels!
Thanks for reading it! I'm sure you've inspired many a similar thought with your girls over the years . I'm glad it rang true for ya .

[DameSansMerci]

For the one who's always with me, and touched my soul like a flame...

[center]“Our Exodus”

Lately life’s been turned upside down—
I thought I’d lost everything, but what I’ve found
Replaced it all with sterling fire,
Hotter than the purest Desire.
I’ve got you now, after so long a fall,
And I promise you, love, I’ll never let go—
If you but hold onto me—
Baby, don’t be afraid to take it slow.
We’re learning to become again who we are,
To turn away the dark of night—
And when it’s gone, you’ll see me there—
Standing—with open arms— in the light!—
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[DameSansMerci]

And another...my Muse must be working overtime .Yet again, this is for my one and only...

[center]“Home”
I need you tonight like I need you ever—
My friend, my lover, my confidant,
You’ve taught me to believe in forever.
Already with me, yet so far away,
Don’t think that time or circumstance
Will change your intrinsic Harmony:
Baby, this feeling in my heart will stay!
Drink from me what strength you can
For the ensuing days;
Look for me and you’ll find me, where I’ve always been!
Trust me, love, we’re coming home!
Together we’ll find the Path—and the Way!—
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