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Details | Quatrain | |

Chemistry

We read each other so perfectly
two minds with a single thought,
when we combine, baby it's explosive
chemistry like ours cannot be taught.

The electricity gets me jumping
and attacks the heart's beat,
this experiment you concocted
has revived the frog's feet.

Like a volcanic lava lamp
an eruption of emotion flows,
the heat welds me to you
our bond that nobody knows.

We met inside this classroom
where my opposite attracted to yours,
like magnetized paperclips 
we were linked right from our cores.

We're closer than Dr. Jekyll was
to his hidden self, Mr. Hyde,
but, I can take you by the hand
as we go along for the ride.


Details | Rhyme | |

Half-Lit Moon

Haze up in the heavens encircles this orb.
Half-dark, half-light, shines from above.
Twinkles of light appear to absorb.
Fractions of darkness within lighted glove,

Speaking to lovers held in each other’s arms.
Answering questions of science to some,
Floating around spreading blessed charms,
Listening close at times, hearing a hum.

Lovers for centuries, graciously, captured by,
Sweet serenity and magical mystery,
Others entranced with secrets, which fly.
From words written and spoken in history.

Satellite, orb, lady, they are all the same.
Mythical goddesses, gripped in flame.
These tales have spread so many games.
This object seen most nights has no shame.


Details | Free verse | |

Lines Life and our Faith in God

Lines Life and our Faith in God


Is it possible to divide lines?
Which are of numerous types and kinds,
Like life, which always appear in different,
Forms, colors, shapes and types.

But when all these types and kind of lines disappears,
Covering the sheet of darkness,
What is left is only a tiny dot,
Which has no end and has no beginning.

From a tiny dot only life and every thing began one day,
And in a tiny dot every thing would vanish one day,
Leaving no lines of any kind bold or thin,
On the sands of time,
What would ultimately be left, as the last impression,
Would only be a tiny dot, much smaller than the rolling tears of eyes.

The Universe also started from a dot,
Even all universes and galaxies, stars and planets,
Started from a dot created by God,
And every thing ultimately would vanish,
One day in the darkness of a dot, like black hole,
About which we almost know nothing,
Except that every thing including the earth, planets, stars,
Even our body and mind and its high rising aims and ambitions
Would ultimately get lost in the magnetic darkness of the 
Black hole, which is nothing but another form of a dot.

The creative and destructive power of the dot,
Is right before us in the form of a computer,
Which builds, learns and teaches every thing,
Starting and ending from tiny tiny dots,
And places before us humans and nature,
Animals and creatures, in their true forms, except
They do not breathe, love and hate like humans.

But humans are close to create a new dot,
Tomorrow it would breathe and talk, 
It would think and walk and may also love and hate
And may be, it would start creating,
New types of humans and may start thinking himself one day,
As our new Creator or a new God.

I pondered, wondered and imagined,
What would happen, when this new God,
Would have a small amount of some power in his hand
And may become a new God for those,
Who do not believe in our faith and in our Almighty God,
As even a small amount of the power of creation and destruction,
May blind the weak humans to start thinking himself as the new God.

In such a situation, all lines of all types may disappear
For ever from us, which has so far, 
Saved us from the total disappearance of our existence,
And has brought up like a child in every religion and faith,
So that we may flourish and bloom like his Nature
And may adore Him as,
Our faith or God or as our strong and bold Dot,
Which always loves us a lot.


Ravindra


Kanpur India     13th June 2006




Details | Free verse | |

I'm Your King

A burst of white light gamma rays, overbearing a flash of brilliance burns through to my soul everything is like hell the world starts to melt in the blink of an eye just the cold blackness of night I don't care if I am not again what I once was, for at this moment I am greater now than ever before I took the path between teetering, tight roping walking right up to my right divined in my unholy state I thought I told you I am your king still you sit there, hesitating I know you hate me what does that mean? I hate just about everything still I'm chosen I did not wish before now bow down to me refuse me no more for I shall always be your demon until you accept me as your King. I don't even know you though you say we used to be best of friends, you and me the day you ditched me I remember now exactly how it played out back when we were just tiny things even back then I still was King you thought me stupid just a ruse I would laugh inside, you see? not one of you single, mean people ever even knew me in a world, mostly seen to me that is why only I can be your true King and bring forth a new source of light everlasting. As two worlds collide slowly aligned one wrapped in shadows one bathed in white evils swirling in the clouds above I'll always be the king you love to hate or despise as in your blood I thought I told you, I am the one I am the way, the way out shall be shown breathe in my spirit as it carries you away breathe in my faith it shall carry your empty space and deposit you gently on a cloud just enough higher than you've ever dreamed of for I am king now, and your in my hell your in my imagination, I'll just never tell you'll feel as though dreaming, you'll feel now if you try and see you were always found the most shared in the light cast upon me the last bright star in heaven. Denounce my name, if you may One year later, still not afraid A black sheep, a darkened spade That's just life, I'm not right I'm in the wrong, follow along Like a piper, I'll pitch a song Mesmerized, the weak wills sing I thought he told you, he's still our king.


Details | Haiku | |

Silence

Silence can deceive                                        
One's quiet to understand
Another to destroy


Details | Verse | |

Langue d'oc, a Micro-Paradelle

Your love song lapsed into ancient French that April day.
I only understood the words of spring and heartsore
lapsed. Only love and heartsore, I understood your ancient 
words of the spring-day song into that French April.

You fabricate my pauses into repetition, silence speaks
of ages strung to rhyme in love’s difficult service
you strung into pauses in service to ages. Fabricate of
love’s repetition, rhyme speaks my difficult silence.

We practice tedium of vows till language breaks apart.
As if art should aim at science, rigorous, quantitative,
rigorous language breaks tedium. Science vows a part of 
quantitative practice till we should aim “as if” at art.

Till we lapsed into language. As your ancient ages only
fabricate quantitative French strung to that difficult
practice, science speaks of tedium and understood rhyme. 

The spring in service of love’s rigorous vows. April 
pauses, heartsore. You and I, apart. If love should aim 
my words at day, repetition breaks into silence of song.


Details | Light Poetry | |

' A Metaphysical Moment ...'

‘ A  Metaphysical  Moment ’

A Metaphysical Moment
Electrifying To The Touch
Breathless, Thru The Clouds
Can My Heart, Take So Much

… Can My Eyes Endure
All This Vision, I See
Can Voice, Even Speak
Over Roaring of This Sea

… Can Ear Even Listen
When I Am Flying So Free
Soaring, So True With You and
Metaphysical Moment and Me …

A Metaphysical Moment
Will I Ever Understand
This Mystery of Our Universe
The Mystery of Woman and Man …


(And I End This with an Haiku for
The Haiku Master ‘Raul’ Moreno and
Metaphysical Poet Extraordinaire’ (smile))


Metaphysical Moment (The Haiku)

          Understanding A
      Metaphysical Moment …
      … Nature’s Mysteries


Metaphysical (definition) as an adjective:

Metaphysical of early 17th Century Poetry
Relating to the poetic style of John Donne,
George Herbert and other early 17th Century Poets
Who used consciously intellectual language
And elaborate metaphors that compared things


Details | I do not know? | |

Catching Fire- Poem

This poem is inspired by the second book in The Hunger Games Series. Warning- Contains 
Spoilers!

Sparks aflame
Fire and rage spread
Nowhere to go
Nowhere to run!

The capitol want's revenge!
They will do anything to get it.
Back into the arena I am sent
Pitting Peeta and I against each other.

A marriage proposal
never to be fufilled
they tricked us
It will never happen.

I have to go on
a twist in the story
Tick,tock,tick, tock
The arena is a clock

All living tributes 
taken out of the arena
a official is secretly a rebel
wanting to overthrow the capitol

But where is Peeta?
No where to be found
Caputured in the hands of the capitol
I must save him!


Details | Verse | |

The Physics of Sunshine

The Physics of Sunshine

And I'm finding it hard to break through and tell you
About the physics of sunshine
And when it's all over we may find ourselves together singing out of tune
About the wishing wells and spells softly spoken in the dark

In an electric arc of promised carousel rides, candy thoughts, and whispers of coastlines
Explored and undone petals washed in rays of time and history
I'm finding it hard to explain to you
All that is misunderstood

The sunshine is warm and the particles they spin
In and out of existence
Oh, though I find myself lost within the entropic withering energy of now
Without the physics and the lyrics of sunshine cast
I could never lay these particles into you

I'm with you on this deserted but scarred terrain
Dancing with the theories of existence all entwined
In our glass of wine and our lips locked around the mirrors
Of today, colored with the existence of tomorrow

And I see you in my dreams
Often in the sunshine you are singing
Often in the darkness you are clinging to my t-shirt
And tugging at my heart through my jeans

Even in the sunshine I'm lost without you
And though gravity holds me here
The spin of our destiny still needs to be tied with string
My love inflated – bound within this universe 

My heart and fear are now time tested 
And now it is into the sunshine of another place parallel to our own
Whether in this dimension or the next one over
I'm tied to you fast forward or rewind
Our love will always be alive


Details | Verse | |

Mind and Sound

Only light can penetrate the 
darkness
that resides in the default state 
of mind
I descend from beta to delta 
through
binaural beats; instantly caught 
between frequencies beyond 
time 

I absorb amplitudes of acoustic 
energy
and I learn to just be earth 
Since I am the earth 
and because I am of
the one that is the source of its 
existence, 
I've owned the power of 
omnificence 

I realize now that I AM because
HE is since I am from that, a 
descendant 
Created in the image of a 
thought
and a feeling from the 
Universal Mind
I tune in to this vibration from 
rhythmic
pulse that manipulates 
subconscious minds

Immersed  between 4 and 7 
hertz;
brainwaves halt to a conscious 
sleep
All  chakras are aligned shining 
crown energy 
and now my consciousness 
begins to reap! 
and light begins to penetrate 
the harmonious beams
that were already there
constant and always there 

is now flooded with sound 
patterns
that force brainwaves to submit 
to power
of omnipresent sound that 
always was 
and always will be connected to 
the Source from which I came
so I extend exponentially 
beyond;
physical time and space

I long to embrace the intensity 
of gamma rays
I give way to the coded sounds 
that resonate from the inner 
core
and continue to connect 
through the binaural beats that 
-  
remind me of before

Always familiar but ignored
until found by gaining 
knowledge of self
I listen with the intent to excel 
while reaping an abundance of 
benefits and rewards
Listen!! 
It's already yours

Just reach out and grab it 
as long as intention and ego is 
checked
the universe will correspond 
accordingly
it will deliver a life to you divine 
and orderly
Just listen to the sounds that 
were there from before
They will guide to to the 
vibration from the core
and it will guide you to connect 
directly with the source 




Details | Free verse | |

Who Am I

A new photograph floats to the surface
Playfully dressing up as the world around me
Hat, striped socks and all
Tiptoeing at the top for one last sweet moment 
Before sinking back into my ocean mind.

One after another they arrive
Single file,
Steeping my eyes in the world 
As the minds shutter, ever fluttering 
Strings together this conscious stream I play in.

My photographs fade in time’s wrinkled arms.
Joining their brothers and sisters at the ocean floor,
They hold hands and try to answer the question that is always asking itself:
Who am I?

Jacob Reinhardt
10/3/2013


Details | Haiku | |

A Change of Seasons - Haiku 2

                                               




                                                     icicles 
                                          crying a river of tears
                                             for winter is gone

                                                        ~~~~~


Details | Free verse | |

Unifying Theories of Chemistry

Unifying Theories of Chemistry 

Plants react in synthesis
Stimulations sunlight
Breathing the winds causes
Through fluid chains
Reproducing flowering responses

And systematically chemistries
Drive in attractions of curiosity
Stranger love crushes
To your ignition sexual A-symmetry
Produces adrenaline's certain heat
And senses blood pounding

So photosynthetic initiates
The A.T.P. of chemical currency
Splits living links furthering
More simple to more complex
Colour element changing
Leaf green to red Anthocyanin

As well as a suntan
Skins concourse in molecules
Precipitates and reverberates
The bonded genome of D.N.A.
Creating myriad form
Tangent on thoughts
Even dreams
Evolve chemical reactions 

While sun by sea explodes
Atomically
The light amino manifestation
Walks among trees
Respiring in cycles
Of exchanging formulations
Alchemy of oxygen’s infusing

And well with emotion
Binds its stanza’s of interpretation
Given word then
Another descriptions connection
To connection
Connected
By a star lights birth

Indivisible this “All” travels
Forth and back to a
Higher or lower osmotic pressure
And back and forth
Between lovers
As waves drawn to beaches
By the gentle pull
Of sands moon distracted
Infatuated affair
With the Earth

This chemistry of love
The chemical of life
Patterns intricate mazes
In a micro-cosmos
Of eternal meaning
And a baby
Is born

While the boundless eternity
Moves and collects
Responsive concurring
Dust mote intercepts
From wide eyes stares
Which interpret
A scene
Of its own manifest beauty

Even in tears of sadness
The ceretonine balances
To intercede with memories
Moments of happiness
The infinite qualification
Of chemical reaction
Clues us in
Yet again
To this fundamental

Unity
 



 


Details | Free verse | |

A Call to Action

Queasy anxiety, a fearful edginess of dread,
an old and omnipresent sense of doom
taint the times that random opportunity affords
to slip convention's chains, to openly proclaim
a saner point of view, a logical rejection
of muddy, inane thinking, of tradition-bound
adherence to stupidity's insistent songs
that perpetuate a myriad of wrongs.
Let there be no turning back; face the fears, be the change --
for diversity, humanity, acceptance, brotherhood,
and love.  Explain, support, convince.  Break the silence:
come out, come out, whoever and wherever you may be!


Details | Blank verse | |

The Dust God

I am drifting into memories.
Wasting away like a million photographs fading in the sun-
Yet with ceaseless renewal,
Staining the depths of my eyes with images
In the minds shutter ever fluttering to infinity,
Stringing together this conscious stream I play in-
My stupendous God made of dust and space
Tightrope walking existence!
And to think we too are made of mostly nothing-
Chance so scarcely gracing our atoms with a single touch
In a place so lonely when counted, 
Yet so abounding when felt!
So dance with the Dust God 
Poised miles above the earth-
Prance on your stilts, 
And peek into the great valleys beneath his skin.
Because any moment we could disappear 
Into


Jacob Reinhardt	
9/19/2013


Details | Free verse | |

Loves' EXPERIMENT


                                  They're called, "the Central Science"
                                 and the Physics connecting with other
                                Natural Sciences. Becoming the Number
                               of Atoms on the Left and the Right in the
                                Equation for a Chemical Transformation
                                                  to be EQUAL.

                             They're the Quantity, the Structure, the Space
                                and the Change seeking out Patterns and
                         FORMULATING new Conjectures. Becoming Equations
                                of Expressed Relationships between given
                                 Quantities, the Known and the Unknown.

                         They become an instant Luminous Sphere of Plasma
                                            held together by GRAVITY.
                                    Descending ever sooo brightly through
                                            Dark Cloud Constellations.
                                 Becoming their own Thermonuclear Fusion
                           and Interacting Gravity, giving the Earth its source
                                                    of ENERGY.

                              Let NO Scientist, Mathematician or Astronomer
                                               determine their FATE.

 A.J.C


Details | Rhyme | |

I Hate Aunt Floe

NOTE: This poem is a humoruos stab at PMS from a mans point of view

I can see your blood boiling
through  the blades I once called eyes,
they were once beautiful  like jewels
now they hurt my deep insides.
cutting at my guts
and like a noose on my  lungs;
your words seek like bullets 
your mouth like sniper guns.
I’m hit with each inaccuracy…
Being killed by words untrue;
and you even got the nerve
to tell me what you think I do.
But let me get mad
and try to plead my case;
then suddenly the world
is a f--ked up place.
You got tears running down…
What the Hell did I do?
We were just sitting and laughing
I could swear that we were cool.
Oh God…
Oh no…;
I should have seen it… 
It’s Aunt Floe…,
This battle can’t be won or reasoned
I think its best I go.
Cause I hate Aunt Floe 
and she hate me too;
she sit and talk sh-t
about the gum I chew. 
The color of my shirt…,
She say my look is a stair;
She say my best has no worth
And she doesn’t stop there.
I didn’t change
I’ve been the same 
these 28 days,
 but now I’m f_ckin A__hole 
Aunt Floe gave me that name.  
She said get out my face 
This aint your home no more,
But I’m more puzzled by 
What was said before.
I love you 
With her glossy eyes 
I knew it was true, 
But horribly sly
You see these words
make me the fool.
The one that’s cruel
That a__hole dude,
That sparked the fuel
To this f__kin feud.
But I swear to God
I didn’t start this sh_t,
Why would I give up my love 
To live my life like in a pit.
 This is horrible sh_t 
Wasted days spent,
On nothing but the worst
I could be bathed in your sent. 
You could be laughing 
While I’m smiling
But Aunt Floe Won’t let this be,
And the only way to make this right
Is hold my tongue  a week.
And that ain’t gone happen 
I’m a person too,
Not soft
But I got feelins
and don’t know what  to do.
Now its been six days
Unbelievable  rage,
She locked herself 
In the room
I call it her cage.
I smell a sent in the air
It wasn’t there before,
Now lookin down the hall
I see an open door.
Is this a trap 
I’ll guess I’ll see,
If I fall for another
 You know that’s dumb ass me.
Curled in the bed 
I think I know that girl,
But where’s the hells Aunt Floe
The one that f__ked my world.
She packed up and gone
Didn’t even say good bye,
Just came wit gang of bullsh_t
And vanished in the sky.
Is that you my dear
Can you please come here,
Listen close and crystal clear…
I hate Aunt Floe
 Next time she here
Make sure I’m stocked
with weed and beer.
I love you punk.  ?


Details | Rhyme | |

Absolute Value

I hope this concept is familiar to you. I’m sure you are acquainted with “absolute value”. Points lie in the plane left of the y-axis. Integers can have negative values because of this. There’s nothing difficult here; it’s quite simple. Rene Descartes introduced us to this principle. In minus territory is where I find your value. Why don’t you just abscond and bid adieu?


Details | Free verse | |

Work

Work.
Toil.
The pain I put in the ground.
For such a precious thing.
Corn. 
The family enjoys their meal.
They plant their leftover kernels.
And wait for me to tend to them.
Work. 
An endless cycle in which happiness is born.


©Demand4poetry
21 February 2013


Details | Personification | |

JUXTAPOSED

~~~~~~~~~~~ "Sky's eyebrows white on blue juxtaposed... tears wave to wash away pain on cue" ~~~~~~~~ ~JSLambert © 2012 Poet TreeZ Publishing


Details | Prose Poetry | |

Science and Religion

My soul is Hindu...
My head is Islam...
My heart is Christian...
Every part of our body has various righteousness.

Every religion is teaching us the knowledge of humanity and love.
Truly religion gives us strong base of life and peace.

Similarly science means comprehensive knowledge.
Science is teaching us the knowledge of existence and prosperity.

Scientific religion is called spiritualism.
 
It's the historical contribution of science and religion.

SANDIP GOSWAMI, INDIA


Details | ABC | |

----------------------- Zenith's Blizzard------------------------


Alignments Boldly Cultivating Dimensional Effervescence, Familiar Grey Highlights, Illuminating Joyful Kingdom, Luxurious Mecca, Nimbus Orbs Penetrating Quixotic, Revealing Snowflakes Tranquil, Universal Vantage, Winter Xanadu, Yielding  Zenith  




~~~Entry for Yasmin Khan
~~~~Contest Name: SNOW
~~~~~~ABC Form  (nature)


Details | Couplet | |

Goodnight Moon

<                                              Goodnight moon
                                    Only God knows if I'll see you soon


                                    As I stand under this canopy of stars 
                                    It looks as if you're riddled with scars


                                      From your illuminating harvest glows
                                   To those frosted faces from a winters toll


                                          You even play your peek a boo
                                          With clouds that shuffle by you



                                            Don't you know I love you so
                                         So please stay and don't you let go


                                               You're my guiding light
                                       My shining armor through-out the night



                                    The crickets are even playing our love song
                                             So let's dance all night long



                                         For I know the sun will be rising soon
                              And we'll start hearing yodel calls from a loons tune


                                             Well    goodnight moon 
                                          You've slipped away all to soon


                                                    It's been fun
                                        Dam ! now here comes the sun




Entry For
Deb Guzzi's 
Harvest Moon Contest
G.L. All



                                      


                                         



                                        


                                         


                                        

                                      
                                    


                                   


                                  
                     


                                        



Details | Verse | |

Speckled Mist

Speckled Mist
 Beautiful colors, magnificent swirls
 Large enough to consume our world
 Then as if connected to an invisible cord
 All become stiff as an old iron board
 
More beauty than could ever be caught
 Its multitude could never be bought
 The force of it all becomes unstoppable
 Within one breath it forms into a single giant molecule
 
Watching all things stiff
 Starts forming a speckled mist
 Within a dark green hiss
 It's a piranhas kiss
 Thats what that is
 
And out of the violet mane
 There hearts open souls untamed
 From speckles to freckles to lines we would miss
 Within a males pyist
 It's love not in a grist
 It just keep forming out a name
 Once again eyes wide open love without game


Details | I do not know? | |

two

water melon in my garden
like the sun and moon
just two… 
”...launcher ready…”
steady my hand
tending the weeds
near a row of beans
a far away land
”...it’s not a good time…”
so I wondered
and thought of when
wars are just plays
staged in the hands
of writers like me…
I’d arm the nations
with radish leaves
squash for bullets
that unload seeds
Peanuts money
on my jelly spread
I’d share the health
giving lettuce, head…
”... is it a good time now?...”
who wants a cow
chickens grown
in crowded pens
suffering blows
in.human.e hands
glitters the water
between the corn
I’d sale on ships
into rosebud shores
and i’d grow my fish
in between the stores
”...I’m god in my garden…”
and I divide the rows
soing what suits me
in tomato groves
and near my basil
I’ll build a school
teaching the mint
just how to be cool
and over hear
the potatoes anchor
on stalks of beer
”...wellcome…”
to chi…
banana central
read booms of cheer
...but they say I’m mental.
lentils 
are sooo good in soup!
my capitals
I declare are true!
I only cook 
When I brew my stew…
and no one regrets
in the garden of Sue.
”...yes piglet…”
I was Just
Making sure of you.


Details | Free verse | |

The Fire

Fire is so important.....
We can't cook our food without fire.
The suns is the source of fire
To the world, it gives light.
But, what I don't like on fire is
When it burns my skin and the houses.
Much more that I hate most is, when it is compared to a fight,
Which had started from a petty argument of husband and wife
And they throw things out of the window of their house.
But the fire I love the most
Is the fire of Love from our heart,
Most especially of the fire of love from God above.


Details | Lyric | |

Don't Doubt I Love You

You can doubt the sun will rise
Or that the skies are ever blue.
You can doubt an eagle flies
Or that truths are ever true.
You can doubt everything you see
Within your field of view.
But don’t you ever doubt…
Never doubt that I love you

You can doubt the change of seasons
Or that stars will always shine.
You can doubt both faith and reason,
And that elements combine.
You can doubt the things I say
And the things you see me do.
But don’t you ever doubt…
Never doubt that I love you

No, do not ever doubt.
No, do not ever doubt.
No, do not ever doubt I love you.


Details | Narrative | |

The Song Of David

Enlighten days have past
He comes excel in all, so he thinks
"I am greater than man,
I know what ignorant man does not.
Come to me for knowledge unsurpassed!".
He points to the blue heaven,
"Where is thy wisdom? For I know all.
Where is thy command? That makes the ground shake
And brings forth water that lives?"

At the great gatherings,
He flocks the shepherds, blind, mute and deaf  
He answers to the multitude of questions
He asked the shepherds, "but what are thy questions?",
“I know not what do ask a man of your wisdom, but what  is a dream?
What is life?” asked the young herdsman.
"I know not what you speak of", said the Man.
"I only know what i can feel, touch and see"

"A dream is dream that passes us by, like gentle breeze of fresh spring.
Life holds all things mystery and doubts.
Shepherd knows to flock, not life or dreams".
"The shepherds are those who are humble, noble one", said the herdsman
"The blind cannot see, the mute cannot speak and the deaf cannot hear".
"Who are you preaching to? Silent and amaze, the man looks on.  

"If the blind could see you, 
They would say, 'look here is the man who tried to humble the blind
For they can see what others cannot,
If the mute could speak, they would humble you!
And if the deaf could hear they would shamed your wisdom".
"Was I a fool?" said the Man "or are you not that young herdsman?
Who knows nothing of life and passes his days tending the sheep's?
What could you learn from such simpleton life?"

"Life I live is simple indeed, 
No one knows that the shepherds are those who protects the weak"
"Nature is a friend of the shepherd; we sing the song of David
And rubs the olive oil to our young sheep, to keep away the flies".
Insulted, the man's fury turns over to the young herdsman
"Nature? Protect the weak? The song of David? Flies?
How can nature befriend a lonely shepherd? Protect who?
Song of David the Shepherd who became the king? 
What flies would harm the young flocks?"

The young herdsman smiled at the frown face of the man,
Left without a word
The blind, the mute and deaf ignored the man.
An unyielding shame kept the man humbled
He wonders why the young herdsman smiled about.
He came about a bridge and crossed the rocky roads
On the hill top he stood 
And saw the young herdsman singing the Song of David.


Details | Free verse | |

String theory and love

Red string blue string
plays the tune of every being
fifth dimensional knowing!

Vibrating strings sing
one string two string
supersymmetry everything!

Could be just jetsam
a memory engram
is the universe just a hologram?

A mathematical probability
or quantum ambiguity
perhaps the answer for humanity.

Our finite minds aloof
understanding such a spoof
theory of everything in your proof!

We exist within your vibration
in the language of all creation
love hums in such elation!

Dancing in substrate of reality
quarks, warp speed past duality
transisting time in cosmic actuality.

One string two string
sub-atomic paring
loving her is everything!
~ ~ ~ ~


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I'm Not Finished With You Yet Mister

<                                           feet in the Sand
                                              stars dance Planned so
                                              take Hand my love

                                              dock of the Bay
                                              where we Lay catch
                                              moon Rays nice hues

                                              here comes the Sun
                                              new days Fun I'm
                                              not Done with you

                                                                
                                              
Written by 
Katherine Stella 4/11/2012

Entry For
Nette Onclaud's
Than Bauk 
A Twilight Contest
G.L. All                                              


Details | Imagism | |

We cuddle up in the caramel of Botticelli springs

A humble tapestry caught the rebus of incense breeze
Hard crossing through the surrealist fullerene fig trees;
The colors abide by the season`s changeable kilt;
The buckyonions wind is absolved from all guilt
Because it abstained from voting a real change;
Now it`s ready to accede to any invisible cage.
In the marten`s leap, in the squirrel`s frozen fear,
Recollections are swimming in a single sacred tear.

I don't know what I said, I don`t know how to take
The words that may hurt each other, old mistake
Ready to haunt the white season`s forgotten things;
We cuddle up in the caramel of Botticelli springs.
Glass paradise in state of neglect, like the newest art
Spread minute pictures with spices pretty piquant,
In which only the sunflower turns its blond nape.
The pale diamond still rests in the future`s gape;

But scientist knows the finely signs that remind
The fullerene trees and the buckyonions wind
As horizon of destiny and impenetrable restriction;
Our hug seems interstellar medium UV extinction. 


Details | Free verse | |

The Force

Adding
peculiar
subtracting
never

laws 
of something
(besides physics)

has to
wants to
needs to
improve

velocity 
is present
and that very force
pushes 
the dead weight
forward
until
it can't sit still anymore

because
it has to

it's got to move
or else
it dies


Details | Free verse | |

An Agnostic Acrostic

 "this poem is not about what is written,but what is not written. . . " 
Greyer looms matter's of the.....? 					 
Beauty fades not there then.....?				          
Flowers live and die fact of ....?					    
A four letter word of endearment....?					    
A saddened stare like where the Red Fern.....? 				    
Do not withdraw from the sunlight given by the almighty...?                                       
The feeling active of letters four much like adores.....?                                              
Speaking in second person sounds like and is...?      			   
In the prelude I allude to this message to point to the truth 		                
You cannot see air but it is there so beware   			                
You do not have to walk into the total darkness  				   
to see how dark the blackness is                      				 
Like gravity that holds you there how much more our Creator cares 	             
Setting on shelf scoffing at the pain you do not see      		                
The love that is and can be He just wants to set you free                                      
ignorance of the law does not excuse
How deep the pain how dark is that blue                                                                   
without Hope without God waiting to play the odds                                              
Without knowledge must be total misery                                                                      
as earthly beauty fades as the tree                                                                              
a dieing thing without fruit                                                                                           
the growing sorrow does that suit                                                                              
without hope of new life tomorrow                                                                             
Here today and gone so to borrow                                                                               
Not opening a door can be as bad as slamming it in your face                                   
to see where true beauty is you run in place not seeing the grace                        
turn to the light dwelling in the dusk from the womb to dust                                    
on your pedestal under your own glass                                                                        
the fire that was given you smother to ash  - john edaward beam - for The 
Unwritten contest - 07/01/2011


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tHE gRAVE yARD Of LoVe






                                



                                         Long love day's has past.
                                 My mind felt with howling storms,
                                 grasping to hold on to vanishing love.
                                 Rape and abandon my weary soul
                                 transpires, poring with instant fires.
                                 Oh this dark secret love does thy life
                                 destroy.
                                 Like amorous birds of pray,
                                 Once ways, and known devoured
                                 Your beauty no more to befound
                                 nor shall the sound of your voice.
                                 Love to dust, love to ashes.
                                 Our love has now gone to a private place.
                                        The grave yard of love.


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Squids, like Sunshine

You knew I was angry

As we walked apart, along Spadina
Through the pungent summer air of Chinatown
Past the various sea creatures, dried or iced
And fruits I don’t know piled atop sacks of rice
I closed my eyes and let only the breeze run over me
A million particles per second
Imagining I could imagine every one
I let in the sunlight
And wondered in that amazement you only get
By thinking about everyday things
As the heat danced on my skin
And I thought about how it had been
Through eight minutes and twenty seconds of space
To land radiant on my face
I let things go and walked with you again
I felt stand-offish as you took my hand
But was in awe it was there at all
Or that you love me


Details | Ode | |

Pyramid-Maker

From a three-sided angle
Astrological purpose is unmangled
Triangle on top
Square on the bottom
Bright halo around God
Our tears fill His bottle
A Pyramid is a monument to death
A Tabernacle of wealth
Which comes into effect
When there's no longer breath
Is it mourning or celebration in stealth
Beyond Technology
Architectural prophecy
Geometrical philosophy
The place where Kings and Queens lay
Buried on a sun-disk
Dedicated to Day
The final form to decay
Hands form this shape
When they're positioned to pray.


Details | Verse | |

Pink Slime

Pink Slime, Pesticides
And chicken thighs bigger than my thighs

And we wonder why there is an increase
in learning disabilities among children today 
I say it’s because the process, that the food is processed and grown and raised, is
compromised by demand, money, greed or fame. 
I do understand that demand is high 
so we have to do somethin’

So to compete, we inject hormones into the very animal or plant that is sold for consumption
So now we eat these hormones and our bodies are stressed because of the added pesticides and  herbicides and other sh#! that’s hard to digest  

I mean what’s really the cause?
There’s more kids with disabilities today than there ever was  
I say it’s because like the story is told in the verses, that knowledge is increasing in man and the result is not what He purposed. 

Pink Slime and Pesticides..We’re eating stuff that’s been chemically grown inside…and chickens bigger than my thighs


Details | Free verse | |

Coffee Science

          Coffee Science

Wild storm crashed my boat
Succumbing to the unforgiving rocks
In a sad deposit on a primal savage shore
Remote and desolate are words that come to mind
My Keurig and I alone survived the humble wreckage
A couple K cups floated up
Lapped upon the salted waves
There to be found and saved
There is one small issue on this island to submit
The science of electricity was yet to be invented 
Nor outlets to help the Keurig brew
If I don’t have my coffee
There is nothing left to do
The coffee maker will have to be returned
From what I can surmise
And what there is, to be discerned and seen
There is no receipt 
Like us, it too is lost 
I guess we’ll have to wait
For a boat or foreign science with electric to come our way
Before we take our coffee break 


Details | I do not know? | |

Gulf Oil Spill !

Man to blame,
Once again to his shame,
His record continues to destroy !
 
The beauty he did not create, nor can he save…
He will never learn how to properly behave…

Nature screams pointlessly once again ?
Fearing where next we’ll drill ?
Gulf oil spill.


Details | Free verse | |

Love Hurts - The Symptoms

Thoughts displaced by rolling palpitations,
From left to right grow these numbing sensations,
A face which spirals down, drooping from smile to frown.

Time hibernates in this moment protracted,
Legs bow and shake to our drama just acted,
Senses into overdrive, does pain show you’re still alive?

Oxygen masks, Coxes’ rowing commands,
Heart beat machines is what love demands,
“You need time to relax”, prescriptions from Quacks,
Is love just a commonplace heart attack?


Details | Imagism | |

From a gape arose, a rose divine

From a gape arose, a rose divine
The waves whipped the beach sands bare 
Bones bleached and unhinged 		
Combine-
The flesh and shell, the fish and spine
Electrons changing orbitals
four tons absorbed
specters educe an infinite line 
A gape arose, a rose divine
And with one ray of light did grow 
A quantum with each fraction of time
From a gape arose, a rose divine


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Rhetoric's Memetics science peotry

 There was a man a man in the box 											        do not mime the selfish meme touching things  									 he can not see in his own cage he is locked  									          in angst himself he argues the mummings 										 in this hypotheses do no be the bloke   										without truly knowing become his own silent joke                                                                                         		Be a rhymer with God the proper timer 										      from the heart freely give to that which outlives   									 Be not a quack hawker of salve a rock climber  									 an amoeba climbing up from sea them I forgive  									Created in God's image if you seek proof 										with respects not like Ike not like Mike  										       ask Him yourself to know the truth                                                                                                                   		there is know one else I rather be like Christ


Details | I do not know? | |

The Expansion

Universal Expansion
stars are light machines
the energy created by the fuels they burn
bring forth the velocities which expand space
here in this realm, a sea of time

Maybe,
I am no scientist you see
but yes it seems:

Gravity, a point in time
it requires a relative amount of energy
to move it fast or slow
time the density of space
it's resistance determines the flow
as the stars burn the fuels that bring forth the light
who's velocity expands the unverse by pulling time
staight out of the emensly dense gravity of nothingness
that is a black hole
and the light and the holes are standing still
while time expands
into three diminsional bands
that bare record of all things within

Foils of time fly by
points sheared capture flight
creating the atoms, molecules and chains of things
even things that come alive
they are infused by the will of our father
who gives freely his spirit of life
then these things live until their time
Yes,he wants to raise up children
he wants to multiply
in our end we'll have to give an account
of what we did and why
we abuse his gift until we die
so repent while your still alive
repent or run and hide
from the grace and beauty of all creation
that magnifies and glorifies his name forever more
Oh the fear
the fear of knocking on forevers door
love children love
then love some more
so that you might learn to love
forever more
forever more
it is a great responsability
to be a child of the Lord
so love children love
love forever more
then love some more


Details | Light Poetry | |

Born into lies, Die fighting for Truth, Live Forever

See you lady's are really dudes, male energy oozes from the paths you choose. 
You see straight lines to your end, and you believe it ends there with ONE life to attend. 
Just understand that world is so lonely, but as a whole you and the other boys won't be the only
To cross over confused, by only yourself and YOUR CHOICE to be used.
See the "rulers" of this world had plans to keep us hiding, for a "better" perceived earth or calming home to reside in.
And they have succeeded as the blind don't wish to see, nor asking a ****ing question to an alternative degree.
Emotions run the world but ya'll think its money, government made bills too huh? now aint that *****funny. 
And they prescribe medicine for every condition, thats just regulated murder with your own permission.
And the "leaders" pay for "news" so you don't go knowing, the truth about nature or where we are growing
Its sad you say that we're babied by the kings, you're bombarded by conspiracies for every single thing.
Now if I give you a secret you promise you can keep it? Its a doozy so make sure you can read it.
The same people who control you and kill all our families, and lie to our faces from cities to shanty's, and make all the rules that you're forced to live by, and keep ALL the money we've worshipped to get by....
WE ARE THE ONES WHO GAVE THEM THE POWER, AND WE CAN TAKE IT BACK AT ANY GIVEN HOUR!


Details | Free verse | |

An Astronaut

I think I was an astronaut
Aimed for the stars.
They fill me up;
They refuel my tank.
They enable me to believe,
Telling me to never give up
As they follow me all of my days.
If only we could see the beauty
That they truly are.
They shout out dreams
That we can reach so far.
Climb into the rocket
And liftoff!
On a journey to discover ourselves,
We are taught so much more,
Learning our goals are only a plan away.
Even thought we must return,
I know that I will be back.
I am an astronaut,
And we always reach for the stars.


Details | Dramatic Verse (Verse Drama) | |

Our models

We came here pretentious, egoistic, hyper-inflated with our meager academic laurels and
filled with self-adulation of our GPAs
You saw us plainly; our minds almost blank like a tabular rasa, but you saw potential and
so gently humbled us with IAs
Under the aegis of your golden rules, we learnt to know when to be silent and when to
“Always say something”

We needed to know the anatomy of this new education in order to rectify the pathologies of
our time
With your fatherly scalpels, you dissected the courses into absorbable pieces 
You nurtured us and gave us a rather microscopic view of life so we can appreciate the
people around us
Even when the rigors of the academics struck us dumb, you were there to repolarise our
neurons with your fraternal voice; “Think folks!”

When complacency and indolence set in, you shook us up in a booming tone “It’s your job to
know!” and whet our hunger for knowledge
You gave us faith and pushed us to our limits till we saw distinctions right ahead of us
When we were almost tired and the world saw us hyperventilating and palpitating with fear
of referrals,
You transfused us with more knowledge, healed us and saved us at the phase of irreversible
shock and resuscitated us to be the best we could be
When we were back on our feet and had something to offer, you stood by, reminding us never
to judge others especially our patients 
But to strive to put a smile on the faces of others

As if that were not enough, your chemoprophylaxis for us was holistic enough 
To instill in our hearts a strong sense of selflessness with high doses of patriotism
running through our veins
Indeed your love for us is broad spectrum.

Today our hearts are filled with utmost gratitude
For you have placed us at an academic altitude
So we can have something to offer our generation
Our lips will continue in ceaseless veneration
At your polymorphic roles in our lives
For you are our teachers, our parents and our role models

We may twist and turn the queen’s language in your praise
We may shower gifts and awards
We may mimic your voices and behave like you
All we want to say is “We deeply love you, our dear lecturers.”


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FAITH KEEPS US APART

It seems the path Iam on  is changing everyday
the road uncertain just an endless shapeless gray
some would say it would all be clearer if I took up there religion
even with the doubt Iam not scared enough for that decision

I see the faith you placed in one of the many saviors
I lame excuse for the centuries of mad behavior
Iam sure your prophets where the very best of man
but your church and bibles where never in the plan

so every race has a version of there own
stories stolen from the gods of the past spoken out like it was always known
not one of these faiths is open and understanding
they keep others down and your soul churches are demanding

then you history holds no science no enlightenment
dogmatic foolishness written before free government
and every soul that is afraid to die or to ashamed to live
if you stop thinking then heaven is what they give

even now the human mind is found wanting
but reality is intelligence is hard work and life is daunting
if only the concept of good will and love
we understood without some sign from above

if you need the ancient fiction to ease your pain
I respect you and to all other men you should do the same
your saviors were righteous there’s know doubt
in there time they worship but no church was there twist whets its about

there have been many Christ’s since the beginning of man 
the Mayans and Muslim have had tales since they ruled by the roman
dry king ghandi and many more sacrifice there life so others could be free
in my mind that’s what Jesus is what he is supposed to be

even know there some man of great worth he has no money no powerful church
he’s  giving of himself and and loving the lost I dare you to search 
and see the truth were in this together and this is paradise
we are the only keepers of our fate we must realize

I can no longer people pay to pray and talk down to others who dont believe what you say
but Christ himself did not hang with the saved he knew the hopeless so he could see them ok
but times have changed were not ruled by religious empires mad with slavery
we fought for those rights not with one mans good with collective human bravery

a new age is upon us and the true test is coming not one of prophecy
the makers of worlds the stars the cycle of suns chaos of the galaxy
I hope soon we see are only time is now there is no second chance
are race needs to come together  and make a united stance
if faith keeps us apart do we even have the heart



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' Academic-Bright ... '

I Am MoonBeam
My Sisters, StarLights
My Brothers, SunRays
… All-Academic-Bright

My Family of Heaven
My Mother, DawnSky
Father of Celestial Lights              (James 1: 17)
Taught At Universe-High

By Father’s Master-Degree
And Mother’s Alma-Mater
Brother Graduated
Summa-Cum-Laude, Super-Nova

Dine At Dimension-Table
Of Cosmic-Family
Global-Bodies, Glowing-Grace
In Our Galaxy

Our:  Cambridge, Yale, Oxford and Harvard
Are:  Comets, Orbits, and Asteroids
Black-Holes, Pulsars, Waves and Quarks
Red Giants and Red and Snow-White Dwarfs

Enlightened Astronomers, Radiant New Worlds
Time-Continuum, To Unfurl
Outer-Space, Advent-Solar-Systems
And A Big, Blue Jewel, Freed From Cataclysm

Light-Years Away, From Today …
But Still Quenching Thirst, On Milky-Way
and Planetary-Rings and Eclipse
Satellites, and Soaring-Rocket-Ships

Atomics and Evenings-Scholarly
Lectures, On Pure-Energy
To Explore and Expand Brilliantly
‘Diplomas’ … thru Eternity

I Am MoonBeam
My Sisters, StarLights
My Brother, ‘Big’ SunRay
Shone-Academic-Bright ! …


Details | I do not know? | |

ET Stretch...

Good of the morning darling.
The wrath of Can has come.
Turning eyes right back to One.
I see focus burning the bush
Small scars on the planet
Creating boils in the blood.
Outrage to create pressure
Buy heaven’s gate to measure
Are you ready to stand?
Life giving water comes to sand.
it buries your well…understand?
Oceans reclaim their right to land
What spoils the earth, so spoils the hand.

....
Targeting senses are on….
Brane waves on the horizon
”...you better come out…
we know where you are…”
They’re not far…

Stretch of the mind is around
gods great pleasure of sound.


Details | Free verse | |

Particle Accelerator

That which has come has gone,
This song is sung,
This bell has rung.
This road we walked has
Wound its way home,
To face this moment naked and alone. 

In time we move apart again,
Once touched, ever touching.
Drifting to distant climbs,
The chill fills our soles, or selves, still.
Motionless but ever moving,
Drawn inexorably away. 

Sightless eyes gaze, glazed, upon the heavens,
The stars strewn across the night sky.
Their traces glitter and shine.
Your heart and mine are one again, for a moment. 

The time transcendent, abundant, so all becomes possible.
That which we feared has lost its power
As the flower of our faded youth
Produces seeds. 

The seeds, like stars, are strewn across the night sky.
Their traces glitter and shine.
They are yours,

And mine.


Details | Free verse | |

Untitled #308 / Universal gravitation and the human heart

Oh constant Things! By Newton’s law of universal gravitation,
everything in the universe is attracted to
every other thing. If only the human heart
would obey this simple principle, there would be no need
for heartbreak, for pain, for mortal strife,
for impotent words that fall on no ears that matter.


Details | Light Poetry | |

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Details | Ballad | |

The Rumble from Below

They heard the rumble from below
Drinks were spilled; they stopped the show.
The scream was heard, the tension rose
The crowd was still, the music froze.

The lights flickered, a roar was heard
Wild lion appears, then massacred
All the zebras, flailing around
So their stripes were safe and sound

This lion though, was smarter than that
2 weeks he’d been a hungry cat
Such silly follies were no match
To save lives on this grassland patch.


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The Open Window

I’m already ahead and stirring before that fiery Sunrise appears every single morning.
I'm quickly catching up to my own waiting for the breaking of this phenomenal day.
My coffee will be in my hand right when my thoughts once again start freshly forming!
Ah, I’m feeling alive inside and I think I’ll just stay right here for each second of today.

I glide through my house to stream Sunlight in by pulling every single window shade up,
I toast this day pouring my fresh hot brew straight into my scuffed up old-timers tin cup.
It’s the open window where I see my birds on my oak tree branches singing and playing, 
I just stand at the open window licking early morning honeydew from my lips and I say,
Now this is the most outstanding way to start any God given day with this superb array!

There are just so many smelly buttercups blooming out for me to pluck them up to sup!
I’m smiling whistling and getting enthusiastic about allowing myself to get carried away,
Because I hear my happy little birdies singing their hearts out to me and they’re in tune!

Let us in! Let us in! They twitter their tweets with chirps, 
Let us in and we will sing all day long just to be near you.
Laughing and giggling at my birdies I am just tickled pink,

No way Jose!
I can’t sing! 
My silly, silly little birdies, 
Y’all know my singing stinks.

My buzzing bumbling bee hummers away driving at the winds to boot,
I holler and holler for that goofy buzzer until I’m just not giving a hoot.
So I lift my tin cup up and in my air I toast to a genuine wholeness today,

By the open window I whisper to my eternally inspirational four winds of heaven, 
Forever you may live insde my breaths majestically just as my infallible Sunrays!

® Registered: Ann Rich  2005


Details | Haiku | |

'Moon-Rock... ' (Haiku # 12)

‘ Moon-Rock ’  Haiku # 12

Moon Rock, Craters, Crust
What Does This Terrain Adjust …
“ Earth Was Made For Us ! “


Details | Fibonacci | |

Prepared Fish

.
The 
God
One True
God, God of
Heaven and Earth made
And prepared a great fish to eat
Swallow Jonah whole, undigested..sick..fish threw-up
Jonah on the shore bleached white stinking to high heaven, ran preached three days 
revival


Details | Rhyme | |

A product of brain chemistry

You are my sweetest fantasy
You are an imagination
A product of brain chemistry!

I long for our togetherness
Because I think God has made you
Though I don’t know your full address!

Everyday both in hot and cold
You are the one I want foremost
You can make difference like gold!

Will you please recognize me now
By the words of this true love song?
I can’t make you – I lack know-how!


Details | Free verse | |

To the last sail to paradise.

Oh come!
Somebody take me 
To the last sail to paradise.

At he end of the day
When the sun goes down
I heard a shadow far away
Who is weeping an a shattering tone.
It took my mind apart
To the other side
And made me wonder
Who is there on her knees
Weeping so trgically.

Oh come!
Somebody take me 
To the last sail to paradise.

The one who has to sail
Has gone into the sea
And the one who has come home
Has also gone.
But the one who is neither in the
Nor home.
At the deapth of night
Who would come for him!
 
The ones whose faces have never smiled
Whose gardens have never bloomed
Whose daylights were never bright
And night-lights were doomed.

I'm going to go those
To feel their life
To touch their face
And cry....

Oh come!
Somebody take me 
To the last sail to paradise.


Details | Couplet | |

You'll Get A Rise Out Of This

The rise of Atlantis
For this I don't want you to miss

Coming of the new world
With Justice dressed as it's girl

An apple from God's slate
Filling the hunger for ones plate

Safe harbor to now call home
Empowered by minds that love to roam





Details | I do not know? | |

circle in the sand

what would you believe to be true?
a sun in the sky and the color of blue?
check to see what time it is…
and is this time a true truth too?
for you?
if we’re to count what really matters
would it be the drops or the oceans of waters?
~
Maya have a cycle and they call it Long
Consisting of ‘days’ that cycle to One.
Scholars translated the related data…
Stating in dates from a dated stela
That an ‘end’ was to come
For the world as we know it.
I asked for the rest to show it.
Modern cycles of time are related
To the point, I say, of being the same.
In the beginning, it was just a game
But a truth came out the more I played.
And if this truth is really true
Then what might it mean for me and you?
If the Mayan cycle to One it just means
That the rest are too.
We’ll start with a Great date of understanding
The Winter solstice of the 12th upon ending
Will complete the days count of three colors
Red Green and Blue…....... 18.7.2 000
We have the same color in the minutes it’s true…
1300 days is a count of Red Green and Blue.
1300 days as minutes are a 18.7.2 000 Too.
And how do I know this you say?
I only know it in the English kind of way
But 18 = R, 7 = G, and 2 = B see
Which makes black when the zeros are three
Too, this includes them all.
The trick was a spin in the eyes
They said ‘add’ to my surprise… and so I did
Add sum, because it’s said and is so
That once in every seventy two you know
There is the movement of One. Degree.
It was a mystery to me and something unseen
Like the physical physics of godly thing.
“Golden showers” Albert kept saying
Don’t be a coward his dare kept teasing
Could it be true his mind kept pushing
He wants to finish what he thinks is worth knowing…
So what can you touch in 24 miles
If you’re faster then light but stop for smiles?
A kiss from the color of a mind called hOurs
7800 days are the exact same colors, and
18.7.2 000 are used the same ways
1872000 are the hours in 7800 days
Two cycles combine to show whats true
And it is inDEEd; what I can show to you
Because I’m not an ’...ist’... or a phd
But I sure can count, in geek.can.ease…

7800 + 1300 = 9100 Soo, I counted…

1+2+3+4+5+6+7+8+9+10+11+12+13 = 91 oo… a lot.
...2+3+4+5+6+7+8+9+10+11+12+13 = 90 o….. and became a square for it ;)

9100 / 20 = 455
9100 / 13 = 700

20×13 = 260 Tzolkin sacred number…
Because we walk on them (26 bones each foot)… all five of us.
... see… there IS one more… and then it’s new.n
:)


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Inner Subconscious Intelligence

On top yet underneath every single mind
Normal it functions as a part of Nature
Expanding it does co-exist with the universe
Molding yet controlling all things in kind
Inert matter once both dark and light
Neither can exist without thus is human plight
Drifting in our dreams the third eye is
All seeing for those achieving a wee flash of light
Learning as you go that hopes and fears are one
Letting you in on the Higher Light of The One


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K. S. { Broken Monoku }

beneath coral depths reefbed


                        the mother of all pearls


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Another Girl Rocker

She is another girl rocker
she is just another girl i fall in love with
Another girl in school
probably a girl i did not get to notice

she loves music
i love music
she plays guitar
i play guitar

i play rock
she plays rock
she got a band
i got a band

what else we have in common?

we are perfect
we can be together

can she be the one?
even if she is too young?
i will try
a try worth my life.

a try

just another girl rocker 
and she rocks my world better



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Paperhearts of Fire

I wear my heart on my sleeve but I have no shirt just thoughts of healing

It is red and hurts so much in pain this heart I speak of on my sleeve.

Love hurts it always has and lately it can also kill you and me.

Sex is a sentence a death sentence sex is a threat to your short life.

Sex makes your toes curl with the right girl sex can be something that is nice.

Show my pain and people panic show kindness they spite my existence.

Love is pain and sex is pleasure sex is love when two sex together.

It is a painful pleasuer this love/sex thing a lot like everything.

Pleasurable pain that last forever whatever forever is. 

This heart on my sleave burns like fire satisfy my desire.

Sometimes sex is love to die for forever always suicidal.


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Supernova

Beautiful, Beautiful is She. Never has there been such A Destructive power; be so astoundingly Beautiful. With Death; There is Rebirth; With Destrustion; Come's Life Star Dust to Star Dust are we; Slowly spiraling towards Creation Star Dust to Star Dust, So Shall we Become.


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Riddle

The Truth is the Gift of Gods Word
for it's understanding the habitation has stirred
softly upon spirit we listen to it's call
comprehension to it's voice like a seed is small

Can you understand the wise man's riddle
apprehend interpretation the narratives trail
from beginning to end surround the middle
without understanding it's Truth you may fail

Upon the Truth are your heavens fixed
the hearing upon earth with lies are mixed
to many have reached a state of complacency
the cares of this life has choked ability

You lead upon paths unknown
a flight those having wings have flown
I tell you upon the rise of each day
that you must lead and show us the way

Oh Shepherd like a lamb you guide me
for I am lost to the flock without thee
My Lord and my God you have called us out
faith in you but confidence in self do doubt

With every gesture you affirm the way
yet evermore before me do my sins lay
I look around upon those I do see
whose lives are worth much more than me

The seventh day Jehovah has blessed
where mankind will enter into his rest
abundance of joy will fill the earth
as Gods Kingdom has given birth

The fruit of her labor is worldwide
she will wipe the tears her children have cried
Gods woman has brought forth Life
she will train the children remove their strife

You are God from the womb of my mother
have preserved me from violence of brother
your handmaiden as captive I serve
given more than anyone here deserve

I listen to the music of your call
understand I grace given since fall
for to live is Christ and to die gain
and within the hand of your Love remain

Forsake me not when I reach that hour
frail woman in mankind has not power
give me courage so I don't therein cower
for I have beheld the future from your tower

Oh my gentle Lord your path holds no discord
our seas turned to glass when we do as asked
neath your wisdom do kneel as truth you reveal
all thinking given you and insight given true

Hold me close and in your arms
for hear I do the trumpets alarms
you have signified my death
for those you love I give my breath

Hold my hand on the path you take
for I am weak and easily brake
a thing that is soft and frail
for those you love like Lord impale

Now I know the path to you
by example your loved showed true
willing I am to give you my life
like anointed Son did for wife

source JOHN 3:16 Romans 12:1-2

COPYRIGHT © 2009 C Michael Miller


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Galaxies

Spin swirling pinwheels cities of stars.
Shining summits of never ending suns in the infinite swath of time.
Nebulous mists churning out suns.
Giving their glows of reds and blues, purplish hues, and glimmering golden yellows.
Bending back blinding black points where times light is eternally consumed.
Nuetrons pulsing out glows like light house beacons on unending sandy shores.
Ever silent you drift through the black void.
Dying orbs giving birth to clouds of untold eons.
Stars as numberous as the sands.
The attraction bends.
I am of your essence.
You twinkle in my mind.
And I can not fathom your immensity.
Nor would I wish too.
Your splender lies in your mystery.
I refuse to undermind your awe.


Details | I do not know? | |

Broadcast # 14

The winter turns
completely upside down 
When we go mind to mind
In an elevated round
Of cyber synapse.

Perhaps.


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' Uni-Verse...' (Haiku # 11)

   ‘ Uni-Verse ’   Haiku  # 11

        Oh, What Universe
What Grand Word, Did God Speak First
     ... Gave Beginning – Birth !


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His Story

In a nutshell, here’s the story
Of this Guy and she who bore He
On the surface this description
Reads a lot like science fiction
When a young girl gets a visit
From a being – human isn’t
He tells her that she’s now with child
Though she’s never “Girls Gone Wild”
No, this girl with virgin bod
Hears she’ll have the son of God
And then this being finds this gent
Tells the story – gets his consent
They marry and go on this trip
The child is born, the heavens rip
The beings sing out “Peace on Earth”
And all rejoice then at this birth
The child grows up a normal kid
Doing things that all kids did
But when the kid becomes a man
He carries our his Father’s plan
He heals the sick; makes blind men see
The lame to walk; cures leprosy
Says his power’s from above
Tells them of his Father’s love
Asks them all to love their brothers
And worship God and have no others
Tells them of eternal days
If only they will change their ways
But he upsets the powers that be
They beat him; nail him to a tree
He dies; they put him in the ground
But three days later He is found
Back alive just like he said
Although he died – no longer dead
He said that this fulfilled the plan
That His Father had for man
He asked his friends to carry on
Then rose to heaven and was gone
He said he would return one day
To take us all to God His way
And all his friends then told his story
Of God’s love and His son’s glory

I fear that this, my poor depiction
Came across like science fiction
When in fact the story’s true
The Son of God came here for you
He lived; he died there on the cross
So that all life was not a loss
So sins could then all be forgiven
For all the dead or not yet livin’
He dies to unlock heaven’s gate
For all who love and give up hate
He lived and dies so we could see
The promise of eternity
And how through Him we can achieve
If we love – if we believe
That Jesus Christ – this peaceful lamb
Is one - the same - the Great I Am
That through Him we can rise above
And bask in the glory of God’s love
And all these blessings you’ll receive
If you in truth say you believe

Mdailey	5/23/11
This came to me at 3 AM - I grabbed paper and pen and started writing by the night 
light.  I was done at 4 and was then able to go back to sleep.  Hope it finds you in a 
receptive mood.



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Speak my Season

I feel in this moment
every tremble of the Earth.
Every consequence of it’s freedom,
the quakes disaster for moving,
the waves erosion of life,
the devastation of windy captivity-
the scars of light.
I am born,
and I must again die
to be what I am supposed to be.
This carriage is not right,
I fall inside
fold into breaking froths.
I don’t want to be normal,
I want you to be me.
I want to be what’s right,
and for you all to see the pain you cause,
just by being the way
you
are. The ghost is not natural,
death is the reasonable.
Let me live
intended.
Let me let me go.
I just want to be myself.
Let my words breathe your sight,
don't you know the hurt of hiding?

I want to collapse in hail,
swim down mountains
and forget everything I ever knew!
I want to find the one
who will go when it's time,
and come back without reason.
because I am alive
I am not man
made.
I am oxide continuum
and I don't want anything more
than the transitions!


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Oh thou, am I colorless?

Oh thou, am I colorless?
The world is lit.
The light does shine.
As  with my ancestors, freedom shall ring and freedom shall be mine.
The light has burned as a message throughout time.
The light is love and the love so does and so will continue to shine.
The light comprises more than we see with our own eyes.
One must learn with the mind.
Theoretically and scientifically my skin absorbs the light, in practicality, I am colorless?
, but some judge me by the color scale they have came to know.  
How pure is your heart?   Is it gold? 
The whole can be seen as white or light, it too can be colorless. Can two be the same as one? 
Oh thou, where does logic go?
 Those whom seek the understanding of light, seeks the truth for so it holds.
It hasn't changed from centuries ago.  Oh thou, where is Aristotle, Socrates and Plato?
 Let there be no mystery about the light for the day of darkness is when it's extinct.  
The light can and will be seen, for it reaches from shore to shore , from coast to coast,  the light maybe seen from underneath  the heaviest doors,  my light ----- yes,  my light--- is like my  soul.
All are parts of the whole?, Oh thou, where is Aristotle, Socrates and Plato? 
If a circle ends were it begins then what of “Alpha and Omega”? Oh thou, their work remains--- Aristotle, Socrates and Plato. Who are the "Great Thinkers and Philosphers" of today?
 
2008copyright@Carrie Love-Atkins


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CARNAL LUST

Nobody admits that the greatest sin,
misleading and enslaving any selfish soul, is carnal lust;
and so inflamed by desire, it disappears into the dust...


Young people indulge in their rampant passions,
knowing no limits, and only when death becomes real,
they realize their wrong reason for giving away something so precious...


Hiv/Aids scientists are struggling to find the ultimate cure to halt this universal disease,
which originated from the uncontrollable carnal lust, killing millions and causing havoc;
and what if they turned away from it, and looked to God?


Amazing changes, indeed, will be coming from within their transformed hearts,
saving themselves and others, seeing their image in a true light;
if they were completly free, nothing would be unreachable or impossible to attain...


Selfless in our sharing and generous in our giving,
this human race, which God created from dust, must glorify Him
and not end in gravestones' rows that our children will not see....     
    

Copyright 2009 by Andrew Crisci


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A Christmas Love Story

Cherish the new born king
Hark the herald and
Ring the toll bells
It's Christmas time again and
Santa is on his way as the
Tinsel is strewn and mistletoes are hung
Mama got caught once again 
Alone kissing a guy dressed in red
So I dashed to my window and through open the shutters
Looking upon the roof
Over and over again I somehow now
Vow to remain true in
Even believing in this little Christmas tale of a hymn 



Merry Christmas To All Soupers And Staff
Love Kathy And Jenny


Also Entry For Brian Strand's
Christmas Love Acrostic Contest


Details | Haiku | |

The Moon

a silver sliver
frowns on me from above~
cars swarm lover's lane



Details | I do not know? | |

Mana... beyond belief

What about the body?
.
Life is…a
Healthier body…
heal.their body…
..........x

.
who's Lordes?
LordeeS ... I see

.
Te kowhao ... "a hole"
The night or darkness and te kow hao united and birthed the gods of nature....

.
whole realm
W hole real M
. of love.


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The New Era

Welcome,
This is the new era.
Ships stay docked,
And nothing ever changes.

Everyone who passes you on the street,
Doesn't even look you in the face...
Afraid to break away,
But more afraid to stay right here,
As they slowly fade.

Faces have become one,
Because this beauty that we valued so much,
Was unified and all the same,
So when you fall in love with one of us,
You fall in love with all of us.

The buildings speak in whispers,
But the ground screams,
"What have you done?"
Everyone here is now deaf.
Everyone here robotic, if that's what that means.

See, things are not the way they were,
When you were growing up...
Names are not names,
But numbers...
Configure and disfigure.

A slow erosion in the sky,
Domestic disturbance,
Streetlights ablaze,
Radio skyline...
It's just another night.

We do not die...
But we do not live.
We are constant and hollow,
Weak and dismal,
Shallow,
Just where can you hang your head among the dead?

Modern medicine,
We need you so,
But when therapy doesn't come easy,
It does not matter,
When we are only echoes of the past.

Welcome,
This is the new era.
Ships stay docked,
And nothing ever changes.


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Pollution

Acid has become our rain
and oceans with mercury do we stain
dioxin lies beneath our ground
in everything toxic materials be found
 
E-coli is used to alter genes in food
where recombinant DNA is understood
heavy metals do the population addle
as the health industry lose continuing battle
 
With the law makers do the inhabitants contend
and a wealthy man can the laws amend
documented information on man's pollution
yet nobody seems to have a solution
 
Programs that show if man were to die
nature herself would repurify
at 300 years would be the retaking
of only a portion of what mankind is making
 
Desecration upon desecration upon the land
mankind destroys himself with his own hand
no amount of law can change our ways
our own nature fallen since ancient of days
 
Scientists who study regeneration
pursue this path with great fascination
they know that the body should heal itself
but understand not sin and it's stealth
 
Deserts now stand where nature did blossom
the amount of the damage is beyond awesome
ground waters filled with pesticide
about it's effects have governments lied
 
Asbestos and arsenic and lead just a few
adversely affect the body nothing new
tons upon tons of toxins released to our air
and only for wealth do manufacturers care
 
Seabirds and mammals die from plastic trash
the production of garbage for making of cash
forest and savannahs are being depleted
in soil degradation are crops being seeded
 
With love for our earth the concerned have their say
but the pursuers of wealth do get their way
the destroyers of earth with God will clash
but this system of things will Jesus dash
 
 
sources Gen. 6:11 Eze.9:1-6 Matt. 6:24
Luke 16:13 Revelation 11:18
reading and study of science
 
COPYRIGHT © 2010 C. Michael Miller
via Duboff Law Group LLC


Details | I do not know? | |

closer

Just as the sun sets
the moon ries
I'm pleasured with
candle lit surprises
you gave me your hand
to trust
But i don't want to rush
Baby just understand
you are you my man
Let's meet and became friends
After then we can make our own
Lose ends amends
Closer, closer, and closer
Until we are together.


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The Interlude

I am drenched
In a solemn, endless rain of tears 
Over the drifting of my sole spring—
Its grace and ethereal splendour

Extricate me, 
Now lost in the tangled darkness of cosmic riddle
Fire me, 
To the crest of your sublime ripple

In a murderous mob
Hunting down intolerant voices
Let me flourish 

Efface that vestigial wilderness
Of towering forest between
So I can hear …

Lavish on me the wealth of your melodic inventions 
Closing that desert of distance
That long seems across trillion miles 

I, the latest flame in your rising fire
Pull me near your rapid river
Where groves laden with mangoes quiver


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Romping the Reptile

Romping on the reptile,
Drives me wild.
Playing hide the lizard,
With you.
Cures me from the blues.
Ascending and descending 
On your dark anaconda
Is a workout
Harder than video’s from
Jane Fonda.
Slicking your lizard 
With my mouth or my cushy
Makes me know
That you’re no wussy
You’re a strong, sexy man 
With my wanting tail in your hands
Guiding my tail up and down
Or stroking in and out 
Hiding that lizard
Making my body shake, gyrate, 
And swivel
Riding and romping the reptile
Certainly drives me wild.


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' Mind - Meld ... '

“ GOD … How I Appreciate The Complexities ! … “
I Appreciate The Intricate, Just-So, Subtleties
The Intellectual Nuances and Imposed Perfunctories
That Separates Our Minds, From The Minds Of Beasts …

… Oh, The Ingeniousness of Thinking Abilities
This Superconductor of Sanctioned-Sensitivities
Where The Human Mind Can Reach, Celestial-Journeys
Even Beyond Our Mental-Mortal Capacities

Beyond … The Grasp of Dark and Grey Matter
Beyond … A Storage Tank and Brain-Storm Gathered
Beyond … Sweet Alice and A  Mad-Hatter
Beyond … ThunderDome, and What Happens In Latter

Beyond … Neurons and A Neurotic-Mass
Beyond … ‘We’ve Got Some Nerve-Ending’ Synapse
And Just Like There’s More To See, Than What Cameras Snap
There’s More To Our Minds, Than Biology Can Map

How Could One Admire Computer-Technology
And Not Marvel At Our Medula-Oblongata System-logy
Our Minds, Are A Megaplex of Individualities
A Mall of Momentous Ideals and Marble Column Libraries

… We, Are Not Matrix, Nor Mere Routine-Machines
We, Are Not Droids, nor Drones … We Can Live Our Dreams
‘ HE ’ Programmed ‘Choice’ into Us,  And Gave Us Dignities
So, “A Mind Is A Terrible Thing To Waste”, In Stupidities …

We, Are Not Robotic-Puppets, But of Genetic-Construct
… Dust, DNA-Stairway, 3-D, and Divine-Spark-Struck
We Can Be Psychotic, Without Aware-Antibiotics and Self-Destruct
But Note, That A ‘Thought’, Does Not Evolve, Without ‘An Instruct’

( … and Guess What,  Man-Maze … Really, Neither Did Us ! … )

… Oh, How I Appreciate the Concise Design (Like A Human Battery)
Its Purpose, Possibilities and Activities, (even allows this Poetry)
I Appreciate The Connections Affixed in Each of The Holy Spirit-Surgeries  ( Ps. 139: 13-16 )
But Most Of All, I Appreciate Being Made … In YOUR Imagery …                 ( Gen. 1: 26, 27 )


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Whatever I am, I just accept


Amongst the countless grains of sand I sit and gather some in hand A moonless sky is up tonight Glittering stars with all their might The grains of sands I dare compare To the stars above to which I stare The mind assumes it comprehends Although it only makes amend Am I a figment or just a dream? Or maybe just a being supreme Do I exist and does it matter As time passes and things get darker And what is time and how do we measure A second, a minute or something bigger Can we equate our life to be? Something as simple as energy I have no answers to all there is Nor do I wish to even perceive Whatever I am, I just accept As answers remain quite inept ©Elisabeth Dubois – Dec, 2011


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WHAT IT MEANS

If I could see you every day
For the rest of my life
I would be so happy
But why should I be
When you no longer seem to feel that way
about me

I’m done with emotion
I’m done with feeling
And it looks like you are too
Judging by the way you’re acting

Every time I find someone perfect for me
I’m reminded they’ll be just out of my reach
No matter who it is
No matter where they are
No matter how very much they mean to me

I’m finally beginning to learn what it means
What this great grand thing we call “life” really means
And I’d rather be on my own all alone
Than bouncing a baby on my knee.


Details | I do not know? | |

Amazing Octopus

Beneath the deep blue ocean waves
In coral crevices, holes and caves
Exists a creature of the deep
There upon the rocks to creep
While through the water he jet propels
With muscles that contracts and swells

This invertebrate is soft and pliant
From smallest to the biggest giant
With bulbous head and eyes with slits
It waits and watches using wits
Anticipating its prey to grasp
And then with suction caps to clasp

With no bones to keep its form
It can change and so transform
And squeeze into the smallest spaces
Into tiny fissures and thin ledge places
With eight long arms and caps in rows
If losing one a new one grows

And when afraid or to confuse
They squirt out ink a flawless ruse
Or change their color with special cells
Intent on using magic spells
Their blood is colored blue not red
They have two eyes upon their head 

Inside their gills and body parts
They have three beating, blood filled hearts
Their intelligence is far superior
To other fish, that are inferior
They have good memories, both long and short
And can learn new tricks if they’re taught

A shark it can so easily kill
By holding it so very still
With camouflage it can achieve
A form and shape that can deceive
They have an excellent sense of touch
The Devilfish its other name
An octopus, yet just the same


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I Do

Admist the rocky mountains
And the natural springs 
Comes a better place I remembered things

under this lamp post is where
you first asked me to take 
your hand in marriage 

I remember you down on 
one knee and the snow was 
just starting to fall 

You looked like a little lost puppy 
looking for a way to speak I
took your hand and said yes

That was over twenty years ago
And to this date we still come back
to the Springs of Colorado and say I Do



Tribute To Colorado
Rocky Mountain High


Details | Rhyme | |

Text Message

push the button that says read
pray then will pop up my little seed
the seed i planted on a little computer
one of the new ways to say you love her
don't stop there the message continues
though it be short you can find it on your menu
a man named Roger sang of it long ago
a Prophet's prediction we now know
now we live in the future foretold of long ago
it's nothing like Eden in which a man did sow
but for my Eve i plant my seed
and in my heart i'll let it grow
and what will be my harvest
only heaven knows
we just push the buttons and somewhere 
something grows


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Entanglement

From here to the edge of everything,
From there back to an unknowable beginning,
All things are in intimate contact.
No island isolate,
Though the sea be infinite.

Superimposed, we ride the light
Stretching through the gulfs all around
We touch and move one another
Caught up in the swarming particle dance.
Self extends to other Selves
Aloneness made illusion in the end.

The lines of lives and loves entwine,
Reshaping the past, rebirthing the future.
We pass through one another
Coming out of nowhere
Going towards nowhere
Yet always together in a strange Everpresent
Drawn into one another's wakes,
Themselves a part of the floor of fields that makes the Now
In all directions,
Sometimes, by design of chance,
Two living forces will entangle;
Once done, they live the Unity,
And they are One, even if the whole breadth of the Universe
Should come to stand between.

When entanglement is welcomed,
Isn't that what love is?
When the sum exceeds its parts,
Isn't that what love is?
When two are born to share time,
To shape it to the perfection of their balance,
Isn't that what love is?
When one can't tell where one leaves off
And another begins,
And both find that the way things were meant to be,
Isn't that what love is?

     And if it is,
     Then perhaps, some moment in some eternity,
     When all the forces have entangled properly,
     Love will be everything, everywhere
     And the Ineffable that has patiently waited for this
     Will smile itself to sleep
     To begin a new and brighter dream.


Details | Rhyme | |

Blessed Is He Who Walks Not In The Council Of The Ungodly

Blessed is he, who walks not in the
 counsel of the ungodly.
Nor seeks counsel in their
 "wisdom" or folly.

Blessed is he, that doesn't stand 
in the way of sinners too.
Nor takes part in the things
 that scorners do.

Blessed is he, who deilghts in 
obeying God's commands.
He is attentive to his voice,
 and understands.

Blessed is he, who meditates
 on HIS word day and night.
It's the truth of his word, 
which gives him delight!

He shall be like a tree planted by
 the streams of water.
Though the fiery trials of life
 seem to get hotter.

He shall bear God's
 fruit in due season.
His love for him is the reason.

When trouble comes his way...
he shall not wither.
God will protect him...  
 as a believer!

In all that he does... 
his life will be blessed!
In Christ.... he'll find peace 
 and a haven of rest...
 
Blessed is he who is rooted 
and grounded in HIM.
Who seek HIS ways and 
call God friend.

Blessed are YOU ... 
very much indeed!
Jesus is here now... 
and he's all you'll ever need!

By Jim Pemberton
2008

  




Details | Quatrain | |

Kharithana (Kri-sta-la)

Mitochondrial Eve spinning the moon 
without interruption or supervision.
Stars sail across the sky without time
as she is both mother and midwife.

Primordial Eve in infinite density.
Infinitesimally small, a ball of power
a witness to it all, as all
abilities to predict the future break down.

She was there with the molten soup;
the black iron core glowing blood red.
The syrupy mixture of elements
spirit, earth, fire, wind, and water.

Kharithana exhaled into existence
into Lucy our African humanity.
Silently witnessing the dawn of spring
the azalea blossoms, the buzzing insects.

Everything comes alive when Kharithana
opens her eyes at sunrise to capture
that moment when the first golden ray
caps the mountain range and forms a lining.

Thus when Kharithana yawns, stretches out her arms,
like the big bang my heart becomes a beating drum,
synapses snap and my quantum capillaries
rediscover the meaning of life.



Details | Light Poetry | |

Modern Moon Miss ...

A Mellow, Intoxicant – Moon-Shine
Out of This World – But Orbit’s in Line
Controls The Lunacy- Longing, Just Fine
Heard Howls At The Moon? … It Was Mine…

Not a Lunatic – But Lipse’ – Scientific … Sometime
Like a Space-Kitten, Who just wants to Climb
And Prowl 9 (?) Milky Way Planets, in One Lifetime… Not Nine
And Purr in Milky Moonlight… On My Spine

My Soul is all Aglow… You’re in My sight
And Even, My DarkSide… is Searching Mister… Right ?
I’m and Emotive, Aspiring, Silhouette-Shone, Light
Full … of Faith, Formulas and Moon Flint-Rocks, Bright

So, I’m Not Crazy… But I, Phase… A- R o u n d –  Sense 
… at Least, to Your Grounded, Male-Ego Logistics
yet, I’m Glad, You Still Try To Reach The Moon…
… but Maybe, I’ll Beam “You” Up Scotty !… Soon

… So, Brace Yourself… I Can Bring The Bravado
Pace Yourself… We, Got A Long Way To Grow
Race Yourself… Flash Your Flag… Fly and Follow
Raise Your Rocketship-Ride…    Ready … Set … Go !

… ‘Cause Modern Moon Miss… Miss Ya’… You Know…


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Sincerely Yours,

Dear friend ,

The world means nothing.
Its set in flames.
Even worse we roam with cold hearts trying to look the part,
in this guilded age.

This is something I wish not to be a part of.
I no longer want to be another soul endlessly making
contact with sole and pavement.
I'm striving for abatement. 

For meaning I've always looked at dictionaries.
For significance we've always looked at actions.
So please do take another look and see what this letter is for.

Our education is supposed to be priceless, yet we can't afford it.
Our outlook on life is supposed to be uplifting , yet our vision is always distorted.
Our struggle is supposed to be significant , than why is it our stories won't be recorded?

Does this not trouble you my friend?
We complain about being second rate citizens yet there are those who don't live
but attempt to survive in their homes that are assigned in third world countries since before birth.

Where is the justice if the hearts are starting to turn into just ice?
Wheres the justice if a benevolent man was robbed of their life?
Where's the justice in this non-sense?
I can't see it . All I see is us bracing for a cruel consequence.

Pardon me if I trouble you with the questions you can't answer.

But i've outweighed the pros and the cons of this situation.
I no longer wish to to be just another number in this logorithm of lies. 
I no longer wish to be a variable with no value of his own.
I wish to become the variable that comprehends the absolute value of sincerity.

Real love is that which shows no fear.
Unfortunately I am a coward.
I no longer can love a world that is platinum plated and wishes not to remember
the warmth of a child's smile.

Even the stars wish not to roam on the skies of the falsely lit nights.
Even the moon moans because of how far from her we've drifted.
Even the willos weep when we no longer wish to see them stand and instead
choose them to stand on.

I've outweighed the courage and the fear.
But what I found frightened me further.
What weighed us down the most was indifference.

With that discovery I knew what I had to do.
I must leave and find somewhere where gravity is no longer so heavy.

I know I can't outweigh death for it's a burden that falls on the shoulders of everyone.
I'm truly sorry that i'm a selfish coward 
For I have chosen the coward's end.

I wish you goodluck my friend,

Sincerely yours,

The shadow of men


Details | Couplet | |

Daisy Mae

My name is daisy
And I like to bask in sun and be just a little lazy

Yellow is my domain
Don't it want to drive you just a little insane

I am a world traveler
Dressed in many coated furs

I love to lounge by valleys and creeks
Even mountain tops at their highest peaks

Don't mind my matted hair
May be parted but its still has golden flare

Been stepped on one to many times
But I bounce back every time

Members of family had heads chopped off
By farmers who want to lower their crops

I love to play splish splash with the rain
Makes my fragrance drive one insane


I can even tell  if you like butter
By holding me under chin like there's no other


So stop by and just pluck me up
For I just want to be somebody's butter cup


Details | Rhyme | |

Habitation

Precious the creation of each blade of grass
with wanton destruction how long can they last
like showers carried on the cycles of wind
knowledge is traded for gold in the end
 
every molecule that exists is part of the whole
without his consciousness mans without soul
the threads of life display unequaled beauty
to protect and preserve is more than a duty
 
Guardians entrusted with care of the earth
a failure of many to see what thats worth
the voice of our actions how we are living
that is the testimony whose service we're giving
 
Twas Love that gave our fathers birth
that wove the filaments of our earth
who laid the circuits of our skies
with knowledge made his children wise
 
With careful thought designed where we would live
the precious abode that to your children give
nearly infinite the habitations given to explore
a desire within for learning so very much more
 
Flowers so deep in the desert blooms
small decorations in so numerous rooms
opulently have you adorned our planet
many are those who think you have not planned it
 
With fire and ice welded the universe
the circuits of cosmos which around us skirts
mankind has named them like their gods
false stories that each millenia frauds
 
each pattern contains the steps of a dance
to intricate to have arrived merely by chance
attempt we to trace the flash of beginning
seems no amount of knowledge can prevent it from ending
 
offered you have days of pleasure endless
infinite life and resurrection of those we miss
the very creation and its distribution of wealth
bountiful resources and with perfect health
 
how could I not before your promise kneel
when you have offered our beings to heal
where imperfection is turned into grace
and all of our offenses you will efface
 
before your people I will you extol
the first and the last who gives us control
I rest my soul in the course you have set
because my happiness you will never forget 
 
sources psalm , prophets and the gospels

COPYRIGHT © 2011 C Michael Miller


Details | Light Poetry | |

CyberSpace Secrets (Part 1 of 2)

A Voyage Where Adventure Must Invite:
Off Mega-Hurts (MHz) - - - -  thru Giga-Bites (Gbyte)
And Reboots, Resets and Reduced – Sites
… into CyberSpace’s Secret – Flight…

An Inner Sanctum – Leaving from A Void
of Dreamless Drones or Disposable Droids
whose Mechanical Moves are quite Paranoid
Poised to Replace Super-Hero-Humanoids…

… and their CyberSpace Secrets…
of Convertible – Virtuals – Rushing like Jets
Suggestible – Intellectual – hasn’t Arched Yet
Yes, that’s Conjectural, even a Lamentable Retrospect

… so let’s… get into our CyberSpace’s Secrets-Chest
into Circuitry of Micro-Chips and The Matrix’s Breast
where Modem and Mainframe can Process Trip and Test
and View Monitored Progress and onward Press…

… The Auto Pilot… Tho’ We Should Not Forget
Manual Conversion, is better, when used to Connect
Real People, Who File-by with Knowledge and Respect
Programmed Codes of CyberSpace – Specs

… So May I Journey Into Your CyberSpace?
Let me Scan and Search Thru – Your Data Base
I want more than Information… I Want Interface!
And A Fusion of Feelings and Facts, Fast-Paced!

… Oh, The Complexity, The Intensity, Ingenuity and Affinity…
The Enormity of The Capacity for Sensitivity or Voracity
The Trajectory and Congruency, makes A Sweet CyberSpace Symmetry
Your Beauty and Ability, I must ask, “Boy, Who’s Your D-a-d-d-y!

See, I’m Dropping Crumbs; like Hansel and Gretel
See, I’m All Thumbs; at Gifs and Pixels, at This Level
Seems You’re Still Skipping On Blast-Off-Key (Launch) Pad Missiles
Too Far Away to Hear – My Wavelength, Wonder Whistles…

Come Back!  Help me Lift this Artificial-Escape Lid!
Are You ‘Lost In Space’ – Gone Off The Grid?
The Heart of Dark-Matter – ‘Where Have You Hid…
…Your CyberSpace Secrets Amid?...

… What Vector, What Sector, What Intranet
What Satellite,  What Planet, Which Parapet?
What Sequence, Star System, Radius, Apex…
Oh, Signal Me From Your CyberSpace Trek!


Details | Romanticism | |

The Sun

The sun, moon and the stars come together for us.
My family encompasses the universe through my eyes.
The sun is my first born.
The moon is the light that shines brightly from my lovers embrace.
The stars gather in a planetary alignment which is our love.
The sun rises and falls each day.
The moon casts a glow over the city at night.
The stars dance in the midnight sky.
The sun, moon and the stars come together for us.


Details | I do not know? | |

Is it Chemisty?

Is it chemistry that makes her weak
Is it chemistry to caress her cheek?
Is it chemistry to make her blush?
Is it chemistry when her face is flush?
Is it chemistry to makes her smile?
Is it chemistry to love a child?
Is it chemistry when she kisses your lips?
Is it chemistry while holding her hips?
Is it chemistry that flutters your heart?
Is it chemistry when this all starts?
Is it chemistry when she looks real fine?
Is it chemistry that makes her divine?
Is it chemistry that makes her a dream?
Is it chemistry that sets the scene?
Is it chemistry to believe in love?
Is it chemistry to heat her blood?
Is it chemistry when she screams your name?
Is it chemistry that is to blame?
I wrote this for all that love!
Now is that chemistry?


Details | Light Poetry | |

The Meaning Of Life

The meaning of life in the simplest of explanations, is to be of value to its existence. 
Creating a sense of worth with who or what we love, Which breeds a sense of gratitude, 
Which breeds a sense of happiness, Which breeds an understanding of The Meaning of Life…


Details | Bio | |

Slow and Painful Joys

Dull hearts have gone astray
My euphoria lights the way 
The conquers will burn their books
Why am I the one in flames? 

Said we’d die holding hands
(I’ll suffered for you)
Now that time is past
(I’ve suffered for you)
I was always dancing in post-mortem  
(I suffered for you)
But now, not quite so fast
(I suffer for you!)

What does it mean to you?
Angels have needles, too
Swift was the madness
Ever is the sadness

Calm is the last word she said
Before she gave into her dread
The mirror always steals its truth
So why is she the one in chains?

Dying stopping someone’s rage
(Suffer)
From taking your smile’s place
(Suffer)
I will lay this all to rest
(Suffer)
For the flies to lay their eggs
(I suffer for you!)

What does it mean to you?
Angels have needles, too
Swift was the madness
Ever is the sadness

Give my afterword a bleeding hole
(What does it mean to you?)
So everyone will know
(Angels have needles, too)
To say themselves and stay away
(Swift was the madness)
I hope you can forgive my suffering
(Ever is the sadness)

What does it mean to you?
Angels have needles, too
Swift was the madness
Ever is the sadness




Details | Quatrain | |

triangulation

love lies on the side hypotenuse
from where that right angle is
often love's functions seem abstruse
lost at ocean's bottom with Atlantis

yet complementary, our numbers add up
by degrees are ninety, true and square
feelings pour right to the loving cup
opposites and adjacents uncommonly rare

looking at all the angles to triangulate
and compute toward infinity's revered
will the points be cartesian for this mate
do measured dimensions seem a bit weird

what of the other points on the line
of our lives, that we traverse insistently
do they see us as converging just fine
heartfully crossing space with felicity

cons and pros measured on protractor
terms balancing both sides of the equal
trying not to drop any important factors
will it be originally good as the sequel

the mosaics of the world pieced together
to form colorfully muted sharper vision
complacent or attentive to futures whatever
it'll be angled and trigged with precision

© Goode Guy 2011-12-16

http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Trigonometry
http://en.wiktionary.org/wiki/abstruse

there are three sides to any point, what's right, what's left, and the rest.


Details | Rhyme | |

Writing

Writing sets me free.
It helps me get my point across.
When I am writing, no one is my boss.
The literary genre of my choice is poetry,
Because it creates the very image of my inner voice.
I’m not very talkative in fact:
People are surprised when they see me act like they act.
Back to the genre of poetry,
I like it because it sound like the lyrics of rap M.C.’s
Again, I say it lets you know,
The real me.

I had no idea that God gave me the gift of writing poetry.
I realized it when the so-called love of my life walked out on me.
It was the only nonviolent way of easing my pain, 
Because I had already done so many things to get over it that caused me shame.

Not only writing is a talent.
I have many hobbies some could call me a jack-of-all trades.
I love music, singing, scientific works, and reading books-that all people made.
Numerous talents have me unsure of what career to pick.
I don’t know what I should be.

I think sometimes that I want to be a singer, engineer, or teacher/scientist.
I often wonder, is all of that really me?
I have no clue of what I should do.
Maybe there is a way that I could mix,
All of these talents together.

Writing helps me get all of my thoughts out.
Maybe I should be a writer on various topics of my interests.
I am a quiet person so writing is way that I shout,
About my beliefs, attitudes, interests, and general. 





Details | I do not know? | |

Vanity

I need my hair just right
I need my socks to match each other
I need mascara to be on point
I need foundation to hide who I am
When does it stop
How do you know
at what point and time do you lose yourself
All this covering up
I've learned to be what people want
But what do I really want myself
V.A.N.I.T.Y
   
 Somethings change with just a little touch
   Yet somethings never change
       you can't mask a girls insecurities up
         She still feels them everyday
         No matter what her outside appearance says
           and the more she feels INVINCIBLE
               the more she feels AFRAID
                   V.A.N.I.T.Y
        
             There's no hair color to pretty 
               you can be pretty naturally
               I love my hair straight like chinese people
               that's why I use a 300 dollar flat iron 
                and I love handbags of the expensive varity
                 I put on a show each day for everyone 
                   But inside i'm alone 
                    and no one really knows
                  
                          V.A.N.I.T.Y

                I close my eyes and wish I could disappear
                           from this moment in time
                          escape our 21st century
                         where they teach us to judge by what we see
                          So i'm vain because of society 
                             I have to look pleasing to the eye? 
                               Is it my fault I'm vain?
                                 Or is it our problem in disguise? 
                                        
                                  V.A.N.I.T.Y 


Details | Cinqku | |

PRO CREATION

Bonded
together,
faithful for life-
macaroni penguins
engage.


Details | I do not know? | |

earth treading stars PART TWO

THEY SAY WHAT THEY MAY
EARTH TREADING STARS,
FOR THEY ENVY ME
AS EVERY LIVING CREATURE CAPABLE OF LOVE
CAN SEE.
I HAVE IN MY HOLD AN ANGEL
THAT SIMPLY FELL FROM THE SKY
AND BIRTHED A HUMAN IN EVERY EYE.
I HAVE A MASTERPEICE
MADE FROM GODS SCULPTURED TOUCH
AND ONE WHOM IS PRAISED VERY MUCH.
EARTH TREADING STARS,
I PLEASURE WHAT I HAVE,
MY SACRED TREASURE.
LEAVE NOT THIS WORLD
FOR YOU HOLD MY HEART
FROM MY CHEST APART.
MAY IT KEEP IN YOUR GRASPS TO THE END DAYS FAR.
MY EARTH TREADING STARS!


Details | Free verse | |

Unifying Theories of Light ( slight re-write)

Unifying Theories of Light

A waveform particle
Photon phantoms of packets
Indivisible 
Oceanic cosmos dusts the material
Separates its contact
By the touch
Of the physical

Human sight by synaptic
Records sunrisen hue 
Of tints painted brush strokes
Each brilliant parcel
In spectrum arches
Carries its message
Of choreographed stars

The gossamer veils of mirrors
Shine conduit
Sprinkle fireflies of chaotic 
Fractal scenic
Feeding the living
Intensities
Traverses faster and faster
Milliseconds
Blinking awakenings
Consciousness

And associated by love
Transforms appreciations moment
To glory
Flaming banters to star burst
Of darkness
In Universal centres
Lights ricochet of absorption
Reflects outlined form
In an Aura of dancing frequencies
Coordinates
Proliferates
Permeates
Creates
The iconography
Of
You 
And
Me
In Eternity



Edges defined by glittering
The swirls and eddies
Of straight line caught rainbows
All washes through the seen
Unseen
Seeded
Spaces
Between
The constant
Torch light of awareness
In a never ending moment
Of proclamation

This finite and infinite sea
Forms open Albedo
Defining its cache
In every individuality
Of every thought
And every conceptions colour artistic 

Blade of grass
Petal rain fall
Impenetrable diamond
Refracted forests
Of dancing shadows
Of solar passions

The closest tactile
Expression
Of life
Of
Divinity

Light

Unity










Details | Light Poetry | |

CyberSpace Secrets (Part 2 of 2)

… What Vector, What Sector, What Intranet
What Satellite,  What Planet, Which Parapet?
What Sequence, Star System, Radius, Apex…
Oh, Signal Me From Your CyberSpace Trek!

… Just Let Me Into Your CyberSpace
Let Me Scan and Search Thru Your Data Base
The Time-Warp – Continuum is NOW… Make Haste
Give A Flash, A Bleep… Some Navigation Trace!...

… Excuse me, I don’t mean to Static Cling…
to this Screen… But, did your Com - on, mean Anything?
Don’t Blink-Blink – Blank Stare Me, Give Back a Beam!...
… into This Cybernetic Scheme…

Aaaah, The Constant-Kinetic Indicator… Right There!
Like A Neon-Escalator Suspended in Air
A Dimensional-Conduit… Oh Captain, You Care!...
Your CyberSpace Secrets, Sent To Share…

Let Me Into Your CyberSpace
Let Me Scan and Long-Search Thru, Your Data Base
I want more than Information… I Want Interface
… and Forever Float in Your CyberSpace…

Your CyberSpace Secrets, I Will Chase….


Details | Rhyme | |

Opposites

So many things
Are running through my head 
Conversations we have had
All the things we've said

I know it might be crazy
But over these few days
I'm beginning to crush on you
And I don't know what to say

My stomach starts to jump
My heart begins to race
It's hard to catch my breath
When ever I see your face

We seem like we're such opposites
But we're very much the same
With everything that we've been through
And who we both became


Details | Rhyme | |

Woodland Paradise

Let's walk beneath the oak trees, 
lie on the mossy ground.
The woods are where I love to be.
God's secret place that we have found.

It's nice to hear the scurrying
of the creature's busy day.
If you listen to the woods you'll find
they have oh so much to say.

The crunching of the dead leaves...
The trickling of the stream...
The calling of each animal...
This is the place of all my dreams.

I'd love to build a cabin
in this woodland paradise.
We could enjoy the simple things.
Oh, that would be so nice! 


Details | I do not know? | |

Chaos and the Art of Love

 I cannot count the number of times that people have told me to not think so much to simplify my life when I felt stressed when life was seemingly out of hand.  What most fail to realize is that it is not about simplification.  Life is about discipline.  Life can be as complicated as a person can make it so long as there is order within it, Balance.
Chaos is simplistic in its randomness but unproductive on a whole.  Most often I have found the will or notion is simple the action complex. The will to love is simple, easy in the notion the thought of it.  Either it exists in us or it does not.  The capacity and the action however, requires more than just thought and words, the randomness.  The art of loving, this system constantly moving toward a state of increasing entroy, requires order, purposefulness, and attentiveness. The mind is the catalyst the lock and key to keep the reaction moving forward.

When it comes to dealing with others, we cannot force love to happens either the intent is there or not.
The questions remains is the person worth the patience?


Details | Free verse | |

My Voice

My Voice 
my voice 
ewe have my voice 
ewe have heard my voice 
have ewe heard the mighty wind blow 
have ewe heard your daughter speak to ewe 
have ewe heard a word of love from boss 
eye am no disembodied spirit but like CUPID 
eye must remain anonymouse 
ewe have heard me speak when ewe have heard the rain falling 
ewe have heard me speak when ewe have heard the sky falling 
ewe have heard my voice in each drop of water falling 
eye am love 
ewe have heard the voice of love 
my voice 



Details | Name | |

The Peachy Dress

In an old tattered arttic far from here there hangs a peach dress
Treasured so Dear It was worn by sweet Lady Mam;
To a dance long ago, a pretty Lady, very shy, but Her Eyes
Were a glow Her hair was done Her peach dress was trimmed,
And the Poet's across the room looked up and grinned he asked Her to
Dance and they danced all Night, then said farewell by the first Morning light
Grandma read Her story Here and never finished but a tear rolls down
Her wrinkled cheek as She clut peach dress their peaceful World
Was shattered whence guess He joined thee writing group and then said
Amen She never saw Him again Her love had died,but whenever She
Looks at the peach dress,She feel dancing by His side.


Details | Rhyme | |

Many Lights

There are many kinds of light in the world,
But my light outshines every one.
Even the full moon among the stars
Can only reflect me; I am the sun.


Details | I do not know? | |

Unifying Theories of Love

Unifying Theories of Love

In the face of savage law
And brutal nature
The needs of survival can only be tempered
With love

This is the triumph of awareness

You
Me
We
Undivided in this emotion
Of unity

We are redeemed by the edicts 
Of love
Brings us all then
To this single banner
Its peace a proposal
Wedded to the Earth

The manifold examples
Distinguished such universal
Capabilities
Of understanding
Engenders forgiveness
To the eternal sacrament
Of the sacred pool of life

Seen within a single reflection
The countless faces 
Mirrored interactive their essence
Through the knowledge
Of heart
To procreate the messages
Written in the birth
Of love

Soil to root
And speaks of nurtures
Sacrifice and release
Of love

This clear spring well of spiritual flow
Unburdens the sorrow
Of blood
Is reunited to existent cause
Of the grace
Humility
To stand or fall
By its name

Sheath of bark protecting
Stonewall crystal
Defending
Populates every atom
Beholden
This cradle implicit
Between animal soul of heaven

By guidance
All is its want
Named in the first 
Of its love
But for the sake of love 
Loves path alters
Encompasses all the twists
And turns
Of 
Itself

Love becomes a complex simplicity 
But still suffuses
Within macro-cell
The resonance of creations
Resounding bell
Rings out the vibration
Of harmony

Tree shade
Mountain air
Sun warmth light
Glade 
Ocean
All the fruits
Of natures devotion
Without question 
Tender their presence
In love

And enfolding soothing arms
Cuddles all
To a gentle breast
The same arms that reflect
Such a savage nature
And brutal law
Tempered by the needs of survival
With love

This is the triumph of awareness




Details | I do not know? | |

Stars Like a Vision

Stars like a vision, Stars on the vine
plucked from the power of One who's divine
Clusters in motion, the fruit of the wind
Light sends it's message though their already dim
Caught in my vision, warm summer night
Silvery star dust a blanketed bright
Lit like the heavens behind my closed eyes
are the dreams of the motion in warm summer skies...


Details | Free verse | |

Juxtaposition

Science is such bad faith.

Are we to believe that the cosmos, the earth, our very bodies
	Consist of particles as insentient and cold as the glacial mass of Jupiter?
That ordinary thoughts and strokes of genius emerge equally
	From random firings of neural synapses?
That the origins of noble ideals, or loyalty, or commitment
	Reside in arbitrary molecular motions?
That friendship, love, or hate appear ex nihilo, the products
	Of unfeeling chains of subatomic collusions?

Science is such bad faith.

The seemingly senseless swirlings of unseen particles are but
	Corporeal manifestations of a higher calling,
Material resonances of the spirit,
	Soul of the cosmos, the earth, the body.
Does not a glance between lovers set in motion
	The symphony of a trillion trillion molecules?
Does not the seeing of the pulchritudinous palette of a sunset
	Ignite synchronous activities in remote regions of the brain?
Do not joy, sadness, or pleasure govern a host
	Of chemical permutations?

Science is such bad faith.

Who knows?
Perhaps molecules are communities of beings wrapped
	In passionate embrace.
Perhaps even electrons sing and weep
	And make love.


Details | Rhyme | |

One love

In every breath that touches my lips,
I think of only you, 
Your face imprinted In mind, In everything I do.
Every time I fall asleep You're always
Been apart all this time.
Every since the Day we prayed I
Knew we were meant to write, In School when I think
Of poetry forever Is what I see. I know I've told you
Many lines,exactly how I feel, but I don't think you
Understand one love for ready Is real now as I sit here
Thinking of you I maintain whence time that thru It all,
Throuout my Life, my love Is unconditional.


Details | I do not know? | |

I see

I see spectrums of contrast
Spectacular complements
Of pulsar blast
Rose fields that last and last
Beauty not even fiction can 
Surpass

Dark eclipse elipt a cast
Freezing nights and warm grasps
Present past and future laughs
Rickashading smile with only 
One path

I see a universe in one
Where you are my sun
And meteors go on forever
As do the darkness of your eyes

As I explore you each days
Like catching butterflies
The vastness of you has me mesmerized

 


Details | Free verse | |

Swim my Ocean

Swim my ocean
Walk my land
Jump my troposphere
And trapopause me
I’m up here in the stratosphere
Increased is my desire for you
To find me
My temperature has increased
Knowing you are near
Once you reach me my love
We will not mix nor will we cry
You may stay as long as you want
My love where are you going
I refer
You may stay long as you want
What is that?
You’re off to see if mesosphere
And thermosphere can treat you better
I say
My love never
My darling don’t go
You won’t be able to breathe
Way up there
Come back


Details | I do not know? | |

The Ghosts

Fixates the unknown lovers at the electronic conduit,
  blind to each other, yet bonded by faith,
trawling the net with ethereal minds,
  either, or both, may be phantom and wraith.
Subsisting on promises, slaves to the art,
  the pen and the palette, keyboard and stone,
their natures anomalous, clandestinely carved,
  collaborate egos, yet each one alone.
With respect for the disparate tempers they keep,
  the physics of characters lost and then found;
they scratch for the nucleus kernel of soul,
  unleashed ectoplasmically, sonic, unbound.
Dead or alive, of this world or some other,
  ghosts in machines of uncertain design,
it cannot be known, a conundrum unsolved,
  a figment of her mind, or she one of mine.


Details | I do not know? | |

Twilight Of The Soul

I have existed through out time
With all these elements I did combine;
As my soul soars guess what I find
I looked, I saw a message straight behind.

The spirit turns around as I caught a sight
An incredible twilight proceeded the night;
A thought so pleasant and just right,
I grabbed it's rein and I held on tight.

So special a twilight I could tell,
Always there it's wonder would not fail;
Do not think this is some fairy tale,
Pure radiance like buckets of hail.

Inward I feel so freely as light air
Floating as though I had not a care;
Passing every whichway I know not where,
Lights streaming down as luminas hair.

Have you ever seen such a show,
In One's presence is where I did go;
It is His love I most certainly know,
Thine being is my twilight of the soul.


Details | Free verse | |

Untitled #166 / v=0

v=0
----a=2 m/s2
Jones------bump----Smith
90.0 kg 80.0 kg
Jones bumps Smith!
Smith bumps Jones!
A third-law pair!
Ah, it is true she screwed me in the ass!
But I am screwing her in the ass!


Details | I do not know? | |

The Cautiousness for Life

The words that rends the air everywhere is
We are in a computer age,
Well that's true but my message is 
Be life cautious.

Love everything that has life
You are trying but in other way,
You are equalizing the living kingdom
Into a single hierarchy.

My words are simple
Love all creatures;preserve nature blesslife,
Becareful of a civilization
That put too much stock in science.

Unlimited endeavour to preserve life
Will result to an unending,unforgetable regret,
Of the inexistence 
Of the natural gift of life.




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An Abandoned Home

Unlike wind takes to sails, the old door is closed eternally

A disgraced paint fade lie upon rusted hinges

As the grass grows over time, lengthening so free

a path which held on civilization, now disappears into creation

fake colors of green blend against the grain of grass

without windows warm sunlight makes to envelope the house, reflection is 

starved away

 surrounding the door innocently, to an off white escape

filled with cracks upon no effort to fix

what has once entered this door will never return

the mysterious lock is never locked

the weathered attitude and displacement keeps the door close

whether the entrance leave forever to never enter again

or inside still lie the never to leave