The Ladies of Poetry

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feelings and emotions, laid bare for all to see. If you enjoy the
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SOME DAYS

by CK
© October 1998



Some days... when I miss you more than others...
I wish I were a little bird...
one that lived outside your home...
so I could watch you leave in the mornings...
and be happy when you come home at night...
and sing you a sweet song anytime I saw you...

Some days... when I miss you more than others...
I wish I were someone in your family...
so I could be a part of you... forever...
one you'd never have to push away...

Some days... when I miss you more than others...
I wish I were the one... the one you could love enough...
the one you would want to come home to after a long hard day...
the one whose body you should want beside you many years from now...

Some days... when I miss you more than others...
I want to hold you in my arms... and never let go...

Some days... when I miss you more than others...
I wish I were with you.
I wish you were mine.

Some days... when I miss you more than others...
I think about how you are the main focus in my life...
how I don't want you to ever ask me to change that...
for I love you completely...

And everyday...
I pray for our love.

You...
and...
me...
~~~



UNTITLED

by
CK
© October 1998


Sweet, sweet love of mine...
it's beyond us now...
can't control these hearts...
can't stop this love...
it is bigger than you and I...

We shouldn't fight it... no...
we cannot fight it...

This love is too deep... too strong...
too true... too undeniable... no...
we cannot fight it.

We need each other's presence...
each other's touch... each other's kiss...
we need each other's love...

It is there in front of us, sweet love...
we need each other.

Your body is there without me...
but your heart has never left me...

And this love just keeps on growing...
and only God has the last word on it...
on our love... and so... we musn't fight it.

You love me.

And I love you...

Oh how I love you...

~~~



Massage....

by CKing
© November 1998


My hands are ready to touch your skin,
To move about your body within,
With warm gentle fingers igniting the night,
Your body's oils glistening in the fire light,

My hands are ready to soothe your soul,
relaxing the muscles that have taken their toll
With passion and desire heating, our bodies touch,
Drawn into your insides, feeling all of your rush.

My hands gently cradle you, watching you sleep.
And in the morning awake you with sweetness and grace.
Relax with my hands, and feel all of me,
Let but my hands touch you and together we'll be...

~~~



Angel Girl

by CC Craggs
© December 1998


well we have met
you are everything
and more
than i expected
kind
loving
wise
beautiful
i will never have a child
i have never had a sister
but you are both
how can i tell you
how much you mean to me
you are blessed
do not forget that
when i am gone
remember
you are blessed
that is my gift to you
to remind you
that you are blessed

~~~



You

by Maggie
© December 1998

                                                                       My thoughts turn to you often -
                                                                       Increasing in number as each day passes.
                                                                       Cautiously I dare to dream -
                                                                       Hoping that what we're finding in each other will
                                                                       Endure.
                                                                       Listening to your voice and
                                                                       Learning your dreams...
                                                                       Erasing fear is such a gradual thing.
                                                                                            ~~~



my life

by CCB
© December 1998


my life is a freeway
which I drive
without a license
my eyes closed
holding my breath
the rules of the road are obscure
the signs are too subtle to comprehend
out of control my speed carries me
past all possible
exits are under repair
trapped in the fast lane
or is it the slow
skid marks show where
my intentions are blocked
my dreams
collide with reality.
my horn squeaks
unheard.

~~~



My Secret Room

by Sally Ann
© December 1998


There is this hidden room somewhere inside me,
I keep it invisible so no eyes can see,
this is my secret place, it has no ears,
here I can think, be alone with my fears,
I can be happy or sad, depends on the tears.

Love, Anger, Compassion, Hate and Desire,
ingredients of me are mixed on the fire,
creating the essence, the me that I strive,
for good or for bad, neutral and sharp is the knife,
dissecting my thoughts, the eye of my life.

This room does seem scary, but really it's cool,
here I play with my thoughts, I am a dancer, a fool,
I can fall in love, kiss soft lips and cute noses,
be sensuous and bold, gallantly hand out the roses,
so clever, have beauty, look sexy, so many poses.

Isn't it wonderful that I have this secret place
for all my dreams, needs and hopes, not hiding my face,
where I can be who I am or who I want to be,
here is my unique self, wish the world could see me
with smiling eyes, happy, loving, eternally free.

But something occurs, by accident or by design,
I let someone slip into this room of mine,
my soul is uncomfortable, then guilty and scared,
this disclosure of senses, the me is now bared
I feel so defenseless, unsure and ensnared.

Confusion and uncertainty take all my time,
wrong words I now say, that is my crime
these questions, the things that I speak
are vain and unclear, I am helpless and weak,
wish I could sing to the friendship I seek.

Closing my eyes, my thoughts in despair,
I cry falling tears, my heart needs repair,
expecting departure, loneliness I now fear,
I wait,....nothing happens, I think it's still here
surprised I look up, my friendship stands near

Clear wonderful thoughts now blanket my mind
sweet friendship remains, so soothing I find
that my thoughts did not scare, I have a fresh start
confusion, secrets, illusion, tried to keep us apart
friendship you have a permanent place in this room in my heart.

~~~



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