National Poetry Month Day 23

National Poetry Month 

Day 23

STOP

Stop killing me

Beating my body

Torturous truants

Of super powered hatred 

Stop killing my mother

Endless cries for to

Bring me back

Broken 

In pieces

Stuff in the cracks

Of 

Stop killing my soul

With the story

Never to be told

From my lips

Stop killing me

I want to be free

To live

Like your unborn son

To black skin

I want to breathe the air

Although unfair

I want to live

Stop killing me

Deborah R. Shaw

The Silent Stalker 

  

National Poetry Month Day 22

National Poetry Month
Day 22

In my feelings

My words fall
Quiet on my lips
Seemingly even my whispers
Stand still in the moment
Of summer storms
Yet
My heart screams
Beside the oxygen breeze
Touching your purple passion
Yells escape through
The cracks of my broken dream
Yielding before you
Speechless
Yet
I reach for you
Calling
My fingerprint
To speak the love
I pine for across
My crippled tongue
Watching for the signs
To speak the words
You yearn to hear
But my ink is the tattoo
I use to free
My emotional verbiage
I'm in my feelings
About you

Deborah R. Shaw
The Silent Stalker

National Poetry Month Day 21

National Poetry Month
Day 21
Surprise

What do I do now
That you have me
Holding me
Touching me
Had me in the rain
Wet
With giggles
Butterflies in the middle
I'm hooked
I'm sprung
You're stand
Next to none
Like a flower
Growing among weeds
You planted the seed
Of mystery in wonder
I feel it down under
The soles of my feet
My mind in the wind
What do I do now
I'm back to the basics
Awake and
Slightly shaken
Arrow shot from cubic
I believe I'm love sick
What do I do

Deborah R. Shaw
The Silent Stalker

National Poetry Month Day 20

National Poetry Month
Day 20

Me

I find myself spilling
Me across your lips
Telling you secrets
Drip
After drip
Exposing me
Something I have
No intentions of doing
Giving you my morning thoughts
I don't want to
But
I can't wait to
Tell you about my day
I look for your notes
Holding my breath
Till you speak
So I can breathe again
The excitement
Of just having you near
Allows me to tingle
With delight
This is the best thing
I love about
Believing in you
 With me

Deborah R. Shaw
The Silent Stalker

National Poetry Month Day 19

April 19, 2015
Day 19

Private Thoughts

Fingertips moving through your lilac scented hair
Come join me for love if you dare
The moon is smiling
I can taste of your sweet love
In the air

Deborah R. Shaw
The Silent Stalker

National Poetry Month Day 18

National Poetry Month
Day 18
Smell the Vision

You chose with blind flawless vision
Stared with imaginary possibilities
Still following your instinct
You chased me with unsure truth
Leaving me standing
Raw and Naked
Strong and willing
To chase your dancing
Clear sky
Not afraid to follow
I kiss the wind
As I drift nearer
To you
Pondering my flight
To our private destiny
Built on your spiritual Intuition
I leave trails of tears
Stretched across the crowded sky
Streaming waterfalls of joy
Dripping in my deserted heart
And I have found you
Wrapped in silk peddled flowers
Perfumed with your sweet scent
Of pure fresh emotions
Listening to your vocal fantasies
About love
Realizing they have become
My own secret desires
The breathe of passion
Rendering like smoke signals
In the air
As I smell the vision
To love

Deborah R. Shaw
The Silent Stalker

National Poetry Month Day 16

National Poetry Month
Day 16

Poetry Vineyard

I love poetry
I lives in my soul
With a bold
Words of stories
Untold
I love poetry
From the verbs
To the nouns
To the rhythm
The melody
Can you hear
The sounds
I love poetry
The black and white
Of your silhouette
A love song in the night
That I had never met
I love poetry
From beginning to end
It gives me courage to fight
My weapon is my pen
I don't need a gun
The ink create the sun
My pen is quiet
And
Knowing
As my flesh breathe
Of the rainbow glowing
I love poetry
From beginning
And the middle
In the end
It's a rhyme
To a riddle
To a cry
Sometimes I
Giggle
With
Metaphors and Matadors
From happiness to burdens
Take a bow pull the curtains
I love it all
Let's applaud
Cause in the end
We all win
With stain of my pen
I love poetry

Deborah R. Shaw
The Silent Stalker

National Poetry Month day 15

National Poetry Month 

Day 10

Poetry Challenge

Love's reply

Purple tulips find me

Blind to running from

From the chemistry 

I feel 

It's so real

With you

My constant thought 

Leaving the stigma

Of blissful dreams

Licking the cream flavored 

Seams

Pasting this distinguished 

Stream of love

Flowing from me 

To you

I stand here in

Permanent paradise 

Entangled 

As I phone my whispers 

To our private love

Yet

I scream to the sky

You are sunshine 

My dancing in

The rain

My everything 

My one thing

My love's reply

Deborah R. Shaw

The Silent Stalker 

National Poetry Month Day 14

National Poetry Month
Day 14
Poetry Beggar

Your mind has been spoiled
With the delicious words
Making you ask for more
Of my raw material core
In the delusional glory
You beg me to script
My story
Licking your lips
Dripping
A few more words
Teasing
Pleasing
Easing
In your veins
As you forget the pain
Love is so insane
Leaving you
Excited And exhausted
Dead and alive
While we survive
And surrender
It was last September
As I remember
Your mind is spoiled
Fertilized And soiled
You grow impatient
To my inked verbiage
Sniffing my spiritual sage
Hitting you from the back
Swallowing you in my gut
Spitting sentences
Maybe another paragraph
Pulling you in
Just to throw up your aftermath
Leaving you
Lost
But begging
For mercy
As I tattoo another verse
Wait
Shut up and write
Please Hurry
My words are plain
Simple and regular
You are greedy
Seemly needy
Pining like
A poetry beggar

Deborah R. Shaw
The Silent Stalker

National Poetry Month Day 13

National Poetry Month
Day 13
April 13,2015

Didn't Mean To

Instinctively I believed
I needed more blue skies
And the warm gentle breezes
Cooling my fantasy
Of having you
Yet
The picture of you
Dancing in the rain
Before the storm
Wets my dreams
With floating clouds above.
My feelings growing
And nourishing the emotions
I realized I had not abandoned
But hidden to protect
My heart torn apart
And I fell for you
Like a waterfall
Flowing
Swimming
Drowning in you
But
I didn't mean too

Deborah R. Shaw
The Silent Stalker

National Poetry Month Day 12

National Poetry Month
Day 12

Addiction

I'm addicted
Somewhat afflicted
Even paralyzed
To you
I'm in love
Helpless
Squeeze me and hold me
Because
I'm falling
Deeply
Completely
Seemly
Uncontrollably
Addicted
To your passion
Your aromatic scent
Filling my lungs
Wrapping my legs
Around your waist
Easily fitting my love
In your ignited fire
Like a volcanic explosion
Creeping
In my soul
Shoot me
Smoke me
Sniff me
Put me under
Your tongue
Swallow me
To the euphoric
Fantasy
I crave.
I'm addicted

Deborah R. Shaw
The Silent Stalker

National Poetry Month Day 11

National Poetry Month
Day 11
April 11, 2015
Love Note

Dear Lover,
Whenever I hear a love song
It reminds me of you
And I melt with joy
I stand stuck in the moment
Marinating
In your kisses
Dancing to the smile
You give my heart
Licking the love residue
In the air
Savoring
Every crumbled drip drop
Taste you bring
I'm hungry for you
Remembering the favor
Of your bronzed skin
On my lips
The song you bring
Makes me wet with
Your melody
In the musical rain
I'm ignited and and excited
As I sing
I'm in love
With you

Deborah R. Shaw
The Silent Stalker

National Poetry Month Day 10

National Poetry Month
Bonus poem (Day 10)

My love is poetry
As I write about you
This day
Of spring rain
I get chills with
Every thought
To drawing your silhouette
Painted love
Warm me with
Your gentle kisses
As I ink this canvas
Of colors bout you
You're the reason
I write
You are my poetry
My heart beat
And
My truth

Deborah R. Shaw
The Silent Stalker

National Poetry Month Day 9

National Poetry Month
Day 9

Don't

Don't run from me...
I will chase you across the globe
Don't hold back from me
I will pull you gently closer
To my heart and pour out
The love you have been seeking
Don't deny what your heart need to say
Because I will write your true desires
That I adore
Anyway
Don't hold back

Deborah R. Shaw
The Silent Stalker

National Poetry Month Day 8

National Poetry Month Day 8
Wake up Note

Time after time
I try to
Erase my mind
With the thoughts of you
Chasing my soul.
I tried to remember
When I surrendered
Of being
To this thing
Called love
You fit
Like a glove
You slipped in smooth
And easy
Confused
Love's
Making me dizzy
Weak
And somewhat
Meek
Who would have
Thought
That I would
Get caught
You slated my
Heart
From the
Very start
With that
First
Hello
Kicking down
Every emotional wall
Who gave you
My key
Enslaved by
Your love
Can't You see
A prisoner
It's true
Without bars
Or being
Sentenced
Another silly
Love note
Of you
As I
Awoke
Loving you
Past my dream
Come true

Deborah R. Shaw
The Silent Stalker

National Poetry Month Day 7

National Poetry Month
Day 7

Wooded Cry

My eyes are dry
From the drained tears.
I live to breathe the air
In you
Evaporating
I disappear to wonder
Am I the tree standing
Waiting
To this forest alone
My heart aches
With fallen autumn leaves
I search
The distant clouds
To find my rain
I need you
To grow
And feed you
Of the oxygen
In my soul
I shall spread my branches
With every drop of you
I need you to live
Rain on me

Deborah R. Shaw
The Silent Stalker

National Poetry Month Day 6

National Poetry Month
Day 6
April 6, 2015

I shall wait till dawn
As my mind creeps
In the midnight thoughts
To licking the delicious
Memory of kissing you
That hasn't happened yet.
I shall wait till dawn
For heaven to share
The beauty of your face
As my eyes awake to see you
At the start to my new day
I shall wait
For  your laugh
That make my heart shine
in complete darkness
While I wait for sleep
To grab my conscious state
And fill my dreams
With fantasies of you
Still
I shall wait
In the night
Laying
Wondering
Till dawn
Just to be
With you

Deborah R. Shaw
The Silent Stalker

National Poetry Month Day 5

National Poetry Month
Day 5
April 5, 2015

Your words are quiet
When I look in your eyes
Your lips speak masterpieces
Of distant lies
The sound to horror
As your tears drip from
The cries
No shadow to follow
My heart waves
Good Bye
Remember me not
As I reach for sky
The soul who once loved
Was set free to fly

Deborah R. Shaw
The Silent Stalker

National Poetry Month Day 4

Day 4
April 4, 2015

You're in my thoughts
Most days
cold days
Monday
Through
Fridays
Including
Work days
And
Off days
All day
And
Holidays
Your birthday
And
And even
On leap year
Those extra days
Hot days
Rainy days
To
Snow days
My lonely days
Are the many
Ways
On this day
I'm thinking
Of you

Deborah R. Shaw
The Silent Stalker

National Poetry Month Day 3

April is National Poetry Month.
Day 3
April 3, 2015

Write till your pen
Runs out of ink
Then tattoo
The words in the heart
To world
And let your words sing
In the soul
Of the lonely
Broken
Unhappy
Lost
Heartless
Restless
Poor
And the greedy
Changing the taste
Of sour
To sweet
Chewing
Carefully
Savoring the rich
Verbs
Nouns and Synonyms
To love
You Are
The flowers
The aroma in the air
The Blue moon at night
You are Love

Deborah R. Shaw
The Silent Stalker

NatIonal Poetry Month Day 2

Cemented Dream
April 2, 2015

I need
I want
But
My passion seems to disappear behind the clouds
Floating
Sometimes even behind
The light of a shooting star
Yet
I crave love
Cry
And scream silently
In the subliminal
Dreams of obtaining
Love
You somehow elude me like the wind
As I reach to grab
What seems I am not be able
 To grab hold of
I yearn
I ache
With hidden desires
Drowning below
The Red Sea
Blinded in my own
Weakness
And
Paranoid obsessions
To speak
What my heart
Knows
To be my truth
Still
I sit
Broken

Deborah R. Shaw
The Silent Stalker