Showing posts with label #wordporn. Show all posts
Showing posts with label #wordporn. Show all posts

Tuesday, November 19, 2019

Melt into the Earth

Some days
I just melt
Into the Earth
Because it's the only thing
That has always embraced me
Reliably
No matter
My perceived worth

© Amber Morgaine Bougie
11/14/2018

Friday, March 1, 2019

Shine Bright (Broadside)



The coincidence
Control center
Is working overtime
So stay in line
Your time is coming
To hit the ground running
Accelerate into motion
Thoughts that will
Collide
And coincide
Increasing cognizance
In our daily lives
Intriguing finds
Great minds
Think alike
Know when things
Turn out right
Working to make
The light
Shine-
And shine bright
 

© Amber Morgaine Bougie -  4/6/2008

Friday, October 26, 2018

Love Light


Venus beams it's love alone
Watching from across the sky
As the Moon does a half step
Promenading with Jupiter
This evening it suits her
To explore the night
Lead by naught
Save her own light

© A. Bougie (7/20/2018)

Sunday, February 25, 2018

Contemporary Confusion (Spoken Word on Soundcloud)


Contemporary confusion
The standard of illusion
It's something like cold fusion
And midway to denial
All we choose to defile
Meanwhile-
Reconcile
Hurry, there's not much left
Worthwhile
Happiness
Have a free trial-
Smile
What is this?
Synthesis
How could I miss-
Bliss?
In breathing
And being-
Not looking
But seeing-
In this life
We create strife,
And our thoughts are self fulfilling
So think of all you're willing

© A. Bougie (4/27/2002)

Wednesday, December 20, 2017

I Want...

I want to cook a homemade meal and rub each other's feet. I want to spend at least 5 minutes a day where we talk about why we feel so beat or what made today neat. I want you to ask me… Anything. I want to feel as though there’s nothing about me you couldn’t accept or weren’t curious to know and that you see my mind as a bottomless hole where you’re not afraid to go. I want to exist knowing there are arms that long to hold me until I am no longer lonely. I want raw passion, kisses, sweaty thrusts and nibbles. I want all that I am willing to give. I refuse to succumb to a petty guise, like Eartha Kitt for love I won’t compromise. I refuse to concede this need.

© A. Bougie 12/20/2017

Saturday, December 2, 2017

A Calm Moment

Standing
Still amongst the onrushing
Cold winds blowing around me
The mist of my breath is taken
Lost in the night time
As my eyes are drawn upward
To the light of the full moon rising
Finding a calm moment
With a clear mind
I hear fallen leaves crisp
Wafting in evening autumn air
Chilled, howling and brisk

© A. Bougie (12/2/2017)
www.abougie.com
www.a-bougie.blogspot.com







Monday, November 27, 2017

Dreaming… (So Many Things)



I stopped
To watch
You sleep
As the sun rose
Up high
Rays of light
Permeate
The sky
Still a mystery- I
Don't know why
You remain
With your eyes closed
Rather than
Bathe yourself
In the warm light
Of love beaming

I hold hope
And so many things
Out of my control
So much light
I hope to
Take up flight
Off into the sun
This battle is one
I will not forget
You say there is
No more
I find
You still
Loving
The life that you will
Fill
With memories
Of graces
Filled
With time
Flowing
Out with the tide

This morning comes
Without asking
Like an
Unexpected guest
Wrapped
Wreathed
I pray
I breathe
I believe
So many things
I can't control
So many things
I try to hold
And be held
To feel whole
So fully empty
Cresting the brim
Filling more
Than should fit in
We learn
There can be no end
To what never did begin
So thus
This emptiness is filled
As light willed
The day into being

Still sleeping
You're not seeing
Your halo
Wrung around
Holding sound
Vibrations unbroken
Beneath the waves
Between the stars
Dreams,
Dreams with you
Breathing,
Breathing me in
An aroma
Indiscreet
Yet undisputed
Sanctity

Still with me
Still with me
These dreams
Of a fool
Tottering
Upon a broken stool
This precipice
This tower
This hour
Holds me in
Allows me to be
Forgiven
Though you
Won't let me in
Your chambers
Are locked
You've closed
The blinds
This love I find
Alone
Longing for a lift
Not just a
Fly by
In the night

I dreamt
To see
To be
Within your light
The same light
You see
But fight
Fearing
The searing
Rays
Flowing in
Unimpeded
As the love 
I gather
With it I
Suds up
And lather
Washing myself
Clean

I hold
The dream
I hold
The light
You hold
Your heart hidden away
Still sleeping
I wonder
What you're dreaming
I do

So divine
Is this time
Worth wishing
Worth waiting
On wings beating
Back the clouds
Bringing that feeling
Back around
Into circulation
Such connotation
Currently corralled
I remain proud
To be alive

© A. Bougie (8/3/2008) 

Sunday, November 12, 2017

Colors (My Mother Was)

Purple, yellow-green and blue
(So funny these are now my favorite)
Colors
My mother was
When wheeled from a chamber
In the funeral parlor

This was the day
That I had dreadded
Not the birthday I'd expected
Seventeen
Like a fairy tale curse
Or a bad dream

Her body was
Lifeless and cold
Her dead eyes were closed
I kissed her cheek
Cut a lock of her hair
And learned
The true meaning of despair


© A. Bougie (original written December 2000 -edited- 11/12/2017)
Hard to believe it's now been 17 years since the day that inspired this. Still miss my Mom as much as ever.

Thursday, November 2, 2017

7-11 (To Love You All the Same)



On your birthday 
I wanted
To wish you well
          To tell
You that I
May have been hurt
But honey I've learnt
To love
Your endearing words
When full
          Of well
                   Meaning intent
To take
Your searing words
When void
           Of well
                    Meaning intent
In with
Understanding
The fears
          The anger
                    All the love and pain
From whence they came
And to love you
All the same

But you see
I
Was afraid
          It was not
The right time
To try
As though
          One could actually
Find a right time
To try
As though
          This love could ever be
                    All that easy
To express fully
While there
          May still be
So much left to say
Being shushed away

O
ut of convenience
We store
The refuse
In darkened shelves
Below the heart
Stacked
          Provisions
                    Precariously
                              Positioned
          Pernicious presumptions practiced
                                Precedent
                    Principles
          Pronouncing
Solar plexus shrieks scathing
Entrenched anxieties encountering
Agitations resurgent
Compelling one to
          Reliably
                    Refuse
                              Relations
          Running roads restless
                              Reacting
                    Rancorously
          Refracting
Intentions, ineptly intolerant
Yellow
          Untenable
                    Ideals
                             Easily
                    Ousting
          Affections
Yearning
Stacked
Below the heart
In darkened shelves
The refuse
We store
Out of convenience

To organize the (nearly) intangible
Ideas that inspire our dreams
We build compartments
To carry on
To say so long
To what can
And cannot come with us
As we follow the winds
Breathing in the direction
Of the oncoming air
Blowing
Out the candles
As you make a wish
On your birthday
And you resolve
In the new year
To make advances
To organize the (nearly) intangible
Ideas that inspire our dreams

As though
          One could actually
Find a right time
To try
As though
          This dream could ever be
                   All that easy
To live fully
While afraid
To try
To find the right time
          It will always
Be waiting
To be seen

Finding courage
In compassion
Trying not to ration
Servings of love
Espoused
Even withstanding despair
Dreams demand endurance
Determination and unrelenting reverence
No bounty is promised
From the present
A guarantee cannot be made
But the yearning can be stayed

I want
And I’m wanting
To wish you well
          To tell
You that I
Am afraid
I have been hurt
But honey I’ve learnt
To love
With wild abandon
Without compunction
As a reason to function
Regardless of a
Return
To let my passions
Burn
Understanding
The fears
          The anger
                   All the love and pain
From whence they came
And to love you 
All the same
Poem © - A. Bougie (8/29 - 9/21/2016)
Photo
© Dan Tirrell - Dan Tirrell - FB (2018)

Thursday, August 24, 2017

Love Past the Void


I want a
Jitterbug Perfume
Kind of love
An absurdly erotic
Epic adventure
Where a near obsolescent god's
Saved from non-existence
With someone brave enough
To chase after me
Traversing past the void

© A. Bougie (8/24/2017 - *edited 5/21/2018)

Thursday, August 17, 2017

Recognize Appreciate Embrace - Poem by A. Bougie on youtube



Recognize, Appreciate, Embrace
© A. Bougie - 12/17/2007

Kinetic Bhakti
We keep things moving
While we
Bring illumination
To culmination
We see the
Simplicity
And recognize the beauty
We
Appreciate the splendor
Of breath
Of being
And seeing
We embrace
Experience
And say
Namaste
Nods
To all the Gods
Creating
The world
In their own image
Bringing the dreams
From thought
To life
We hold these
Truths
To be self evident
With each breath
We circumvent
The nothingness
The emptiness
Is filled
With knowledge
We build
We renovate
And extrapolate
The equation
Down to
Simple arithmetic
Down to
The brass tacks
Just the
Simple facts
Karma acts
As we will
Meditating
Still
Fate-ing
Rather than
Waiting
We climb
The hill
We reach
The plateau
And reflect
Seeing our visions
In retrospect
Awaiting spring
With streams flowing
Releasing
The knowing
We aspire
To take things
Higher
We fix
Our spiral
Into a
Double helix
We elevate
As we create
New levels of being
New approaches to
Self healing
Blissfully
Reeling
Feeling
Each moment
Honestly
Paying close attention to
Lessons along the path
Using our empathy
And forgiving wrath
We
Take the time to laugh
Always keeping humor
Well staffed
We don't allow ourselves to
Feel trapped
We
Open the door
And turn on the light
We
Believe things
To be
Eternally
Forthright
Our belief lights the way
Through the dark of night
We kindle
Our hearts
We keep the
Fires burning
With each smile and tear
We are earning
Our time
We synchronize
The rhyme
And flow
With the tide
Enjoying the ride
Downplaying our pride
Feeding the fire
Heating our bones
Casting stones
We count the cards
And tell
The fortune
Fated well
During our spell

© A. Bougie (12/17/2007)
abougie.com
The world within A. Bougie - Facebook
Photo Credit: © Jean-Jacques David 2017
*spell- in this poem references a duration of time, not a 'magic' spell.

Friday, July 28, 2017

Recognize, Appreciate, Embrace (Spoken Word on Soundcloud)


Kinetic Bhakti
We keep things moving
While we
Bring illumination
To culmination
We see the
Simplicity
And recognize the beauty
We
Appreciate the splendor
Of breath
Of being
And seeing
We embrace
Experience
And say
Namaste
Nods
To all the Gods
Creating
The world
In their own image
Bringing the dreams
From thought
To life
We hold these
Truths
To be self evident
With each breath
We circumvent
The nothingness
The emptiness
Is filled
With knowledge
We build
We renovate
And extrapolate
The equation
Down to
Simple arithmetic
Down to
The brass tacks
Just the
Simple facts
Karma acts
As we will
Meditating
Still
Fate-ing
Rather than
Waiting
We climb
The hill
We reach
The plateau
And reflect
Seeing our visions
In retrospect
Awaiting spring
With streams flowing
Releasing
The knowing
We aspire
To take things
Higher
We fix
Our spiral
Into a
Double helix
We elevate
As we create
New levels of being
New approaches to
Self healing
Blissfully
Reeling
Feeling
Each moment
Honestly
Paying close attention to
Lessons along the path
Using our empathy
And forgiving wrath
We
Take the time to laugh
Always keeping humor
Well staffed
We don't allow ourselves to
Feel trapped
We
Open the door
And turn on the light
We
Believe things
To be
Eternally
Forthright
Our belief lights the way
Through the dark of night
We kindle
Our hearts
We keep the
Fires burning
With each smile and tear
We are earning
Our time
We synchronize
The rhyme
And flow
With the tide
Enjoying the ride
Downplaying our pride
Feeding the fire
Heating our bones
Casting stones
We count the cards
And tell
The fortune
Fated well
During our spell

© A. Bougie  (12/17/2007)
Photo Credit : Jean-Jacques David
*spell- in this poem references a duration of time, not a 'magic' spell.