Sangrral

golden chalice,sangrral
the blood of sion,the holy grail
knights Templar's sought of old

Sangrral

knights Templar's sought of old
the blood of sion,the holy grail
golden chalice,sangrral

Old Souls...Were We

You have left me
hiding your heart away
soft gray eyes
now speak words unknown

Lips, once kissed sweet
smiles vacant__indifferent
grown cold with time
become shadows of once was

Our bodies did burn
wild with promise__desire
ruddy hot entwined
scorched blacken shapes

old souls were we

Whispered unheard pleas
ground__you lovingly walked
opens once more...to receive
love in an empty shell

Oh, lying garnet lips
unfaithful labia
another takes your mind
another fancy fills your eyes

You, have left my body
you have left my soul
covered, I am voided
my heart...richest prize

Broken__dead

Let the gentle loam
cover this flesh and blood
grape hyacinth...a haze of purple
feed now__upon these eyes

Must now__this breath, forever stilled

News*****

Everything is all messed up. Can't validate my feed. Had to go back to using Beloved Haiku dreams

http://belovedhaikudreams.blogspot.com

Broken......Ground

desert painted red-orange
melted rocks in hot sun
burnt earths broken ground
writes in the sand it's thirst

Poems from other site...............

Wednesday, September 16, 2009
3WW

a universe of chaos reins
the spark is lit__
matter engages life
bright light disarms darkness
from within__earth if formed
Posted by Beloved Haiku Dreams at 10:39 AM 0 comments
Labels: 3WW, free verse.by Melanie Bishop
Tuesday, September 15, 2009
Blue Flowered Mug......


Hours had passed
it seemed like weeks
"the letter sat before him,
unopened, propped against a coffee mug"
her mug...
a blue flowered one she always used.

He felt rather then knew, the house was empty
with vacant eyes focused on the pale lavender envelope
reading two words...
over and over
dear one
dear one.

Still__as the loud silence around him
he sat on an old sofa dazed and numb
dear one__dear one
what more was there to say
not unspoken words or hidden feelings
with the coming dusk, dread lay heavy
on his thin bent shoulders.

Why, came his soft whisper to the darkening room
later as the sounds of night made music...
he remained locked in narrow chambers and
mirrored hallways of the past__their past.
he wondered aloud, if he never moved the mug
never opened the letter...
never read her words
would time move backwards
would he hear her laughter
singing through the house once more?

Never opened
never read
no pain
no sorrow
Posted by Beloved Haiku Dreams at 8:33 AM 3 comments
Labels: by Melanie Bishop, Carry on tuesday, prose verse
Monday, September 14, 2009
Chello Opus 49


eyes closed
his nimble fingers
caress each worn string

hands weave flutter__
up and down the scales
back and forth,the bow flies

as a low mellow sound resonates
magical silver notes__
float rise above cement shadows

streets of broken dreams

pure soft bitter sweet patterns
whispered murmurs fill the heaviness__
of life,wasted,trapped on cold pavement

such sadness__
such sadness
channeled in the hollow night
Posted by Beloved Haiku Dreams at 9:30 AM 0 comments
Labels: free verse.by Melanie Bishop
Sunday, September 13, 2009
Two Poems

Sunday, September 13, 2009
Two Poems from The Phoenix Rises

Something is wrong with my new longer poetry site. I must delete it and start again.

Saturday, September 12, 2009
How Many Bells......

how many times must the toll
how long will it take to forget
how many spirits roam this scared ground
trapped within this blackened earth
how many must die across the sea

too many,too many__so long gone
Posted by Phoenix Rising at 9/12/2009 0 comments Links to this post
Labels: by Melanie Bishop, free verse
Friday, September 11, 2009

The Phoenix

majestic bird of myth
broad jeweled wings
soar high enigma of time

born in ashes
gift to man
shadows evenings red orange sun

flashing, sparkling
violet green against a twilight sky
fly free, free__just a little while

as the earth pivots, your binds released
free free__just a little while
till time and heaven decree

spin rainbow sparks
a spiral downward dance
skimming tree tops and seas of gold

only to burn in wheels of color
hot flames within the melted sun
burnt black your only mark

just a little while__
then once more rising
from black remains to fly again

free of earths nature__unbound
sweet angel wings magical sojourner
rise high__fill the cool moon mist

echoing cries of pure joy
from ashes comes forth the bird of Eden
free forever more

Sorry.......

Hi everyone, I am sorry but to was too much for me to have two web blogs.
I have combined them (Beloved Haiku Dreams) and (The Phoenix and The Rose) into one Web Blog called:

The Phoenix And The Rose

http://thephoenixandtherose.blogspot.com

Hope you can forgive me all of the confusion. From now own I will post all Poetry on this web blog.

empty shells on waves
once more reclaimed by falls tides
gives way to new birth