poem – Page 4 – Jazzi Ryan Ranes ~ The Sensuous Poetic

~What Do You See~

What do you see behind your eyelids at night? Do you see me in your tired minds’ sight… I see the scenes that my desire does compose, Of tenderness and love and lovers’ passionate throes. Your image brands my body with a simmering heat, A yearning for your loving is what I seek. I wonderContinue reading “~What Do You See~”

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~Flickers~

I present this wonderfully emotional poem written by Brittany Lynn Gilbert. ~Flickers~ Swaying back and fourth so gracefully. You are so small, yet you light up this darkened room. You reflect in my eyes, setting my soul aflame. How I wish I could touch you with no pain. Just to feel your blaze against myContinue reading “~Flickers~”

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~Lost In A Crowded Room~

I want to be here and enjoy my time. I want to throw my pleasures across the room. I come so close and then draw back. Knowing pain would be worse if I shared it with the world. My unrestrained thoughts float about my opened mind. Wonder for unexplored planes yield to my search. IContinue reading “~Lost In A Crowded Room~”

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~Flickers~

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~Lost In A Crowded Room~

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~Writing: Creating A Stream Of Consciousness Poem~

“Our rain was like faintest snow.. almost invisible within the mist. Barely seen shards of heat, lost in the chill of time.” I want to try something, you guys. An experiment, if you will. I want you to write this poem. It does not have to rhyme, it does not have to make sense toContinue reading “~Writing: Creating A Stream Of Consciousness Poem~”

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~Writing: Creating A Stream Of Consciousness Poem~

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~To Write~

Only words can let you know, Your poetry and your prose, Your fears and your dreams, Your fingers throb, your unsung screams. ©~Jazzi Ryan Ranes~

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~To Write~

Only words can let you know, Your poetry and your prose, Your fears and your dreams, Your fingers throb, your unsung screams. ©~Jazzi Ryan Ranes~

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~Bare Foot In The Snow~

She strides slow, barefoot in the snow, racing to fast scalding concrete walks. Feet burning low, freezing skin down below, racing to quick arctic mountain peaks. She strides slow, bare-skinned in the snow, racing to breathing hot cavern walls. Feet melting snow, frozen tears down below, racing to screaming fiery nature calls. ©~Jazzi Ryan Ranes~