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Details | Quatrain | |

Let Me Go

You have caged me for too long
I want you to just let me go,
I have to spread these feathered wings
I need to feel the wind's blow.

You know that I love you truly
I said that I would never leave,
I want to see the rain's dance
Not just sit here and perceive.

The scene never changes, day after day
I want to go where white roses bloom,
I have never seen an ocean's wave
And neither have you, I assume.

I need to see the autumn tree's change
I want to see the snowflake's glisten,
I am wishing on the stars as they fall
This is my dream, so please just listen.

I want to fly in the sky's blue
I need to feel the sun's burn,
When I have experienced these wonders
I promise that I will return.




Details | Free verse | |

World above the clouds

Far away from this bonded crowd,
Far away from these layers of 
shroud,
Oh wings of the air glide me away,
To the world, world above the 
clouds.

To the giant mountains of mist,
Where sparkling houses of rain 
will 
be built,
World beneath where would be 
moving,
And sun rays where will be cold 
and soothing.

Where I won’t be bound by laws,
And I could speak freely about 
the 
things I love aloud,
Yeah to the world with cloud 
above the clouds,
Where everything just everything 
will be allowed.

Sliding on morning dews that stays 
till night,
Diving in the night’s sky that looks 
like morning light,
With no paths to follow,
I’ll glide free and fast,
Yawing, pitching, bouncing, 
shouting,
Like the endless penumbra it’s 
unknown where I’ll last
Yeah endless it is,
And it’s unknown where I’ll last



For Above the CloudsContest
I think I am late :-( posting this 
anyways


Details | Free verse | |

Moments In Time

The sweetest sounds of burning trees
A gentle stroking in the breeze
The calm has lasted past the storm
Cloudy visions, Satan’s roar
Too many sights have passed my way
A time found only in the haze
The softest screams are running bare
My aching bones creak as I stare

You walk a distance towards me
The fall’s eternal, can’t you see?
I’m a memory in your heart
I whisper to you in the dark

The battle’s started at the end
No one is coming to repent
The sinners grab their wine from prey
No judgment calling here to stay
The sport is reckless to be told
The one is laughing at his souls
It falters nowhere to be sure
The power grows forevermore
Like a spirit in the wind
I have no say in where you’ve been 
But cross the line to come to me
And pay the price for ecstasy

You walk a distance towards me
The fall’s eternal, can’t you see?
I’m a memory in your heart
I whisper to you in the dark. 


Details | Ballade | |

Fifteen tiny Swallows

Fifteen tiny swallows

Fifteen tiny swallows
All perched upon a fence
Oh what handsome fellows
But here, let me commence
To speak of all their beauty
These tiny little birds
All black and cream with a reddish throat
Oh how my heart they stirred

A lady walking with her dog
Disturbed these little guys
So from the fence these birds take wing
And head towards the skies
It seems that they are dancing
In the way they fly around
 They always seem to fly in circles 
And nearly touch the ground.

I walk around these wetlands
And wonder at it all
Everyday it’s something else
And it’s all so beautiful
Ducks and swallows, parrots too
And the beauty of the lake
I love to walk there most of all
At the coming of the daybreak.

16 August 2013 @ 1510hrs.




Details | Personification | |

What It Is To Be Free

Not many see,
 What it is to be free.
What it is to amount,
 To make every day count.
Everything has a story,
 Though the place your at you say is boring.
There's more behind this rundown town.
 From the highest mountian,
To the streets unfound.
 Where children once played, 
And by their side their parents stayed.
 Where the sky may not shine as bright,
But to every darkness there's light.
 Where the creature's of the world find home,
While your complaining that the air's too cold.
 When you're strong, it shows,
Planing each day as it goes.
 Smiling and helping whoever you can,
Instead of moping about how much you hate this land.
 You can't change the way the trees sway,
You can't change what's already gone away.
 But the beauty of the world can take you in,
Make you see beauty like you should have when your life began.
 When you start to appreciate the little things,
Like the crickets chirping,
 And the songs birds sing.
You'll find all you needed has been there all along,
 Only then you'll see where happiness comes from.
If to see is to believe,
 Then there's belief all around.
From the starry night sky,
 To the flowers on the ground.
So many find pleasure in all the wrong things,
 Humanity has overcome,
Yet still falls apart at the seams. 
 We're so focused in on money and gold,
Before we know it our life has no meaning,
 Our skin becomes cold. 
It's never too late,
 And you're never too near or far.
To make the best of things,
 And be happy where you are.

 


Details | Ballade | |

Why aren't we happy

Why aren’t we happy?

What is it in the most of us?
We are not how we should be
We should be like a singing bird
Who boldly, in the trees
Sings his song when fear is done
His life just flows along
He only knows the dance of life
So he just sings his song.


And yet we humans live our lives
Enfolded in our fears
Glorifying in the sad
And making this quite clear
As we always speak of doom and gloom
And watch it on TV
And always live our lives in fear
Is this the way it should be?


If only each would take a look
And see just what we be
We never see the flowers grow
Or let our hearts be free
Maybe it’s time to see the truth
Of what this life could be
If we look at life without the fear
And live with mystery.

6 August 2013 @ 1908hrs.


Details | Free verse | |

Groundswell Girl - Named by JB

Enter a storybook tale
Where I can be 
The heroine you hail
Lucid dreams of soft reflection
A touch heated with lust and desired protection
A breathe a gasp as we succeed 
Join the fairytale with me
Valiant night within dark eyes
the right movement and I make them shine
like moonlight on the steamy hot spring
care to follow for a little dip with me
Trailing like the water at my fingertips
Grasp me around my hips
As close as the breeze on my skin 
Whisper lies as I let you in 
Lips mumbling up my thighs
bare heart exposed to the sky 
fire burning in my veins
Am I a mistress of this lust or simply a slave
Trembling with desire
Take me till we've lost count of the hours
enter this storybook tale
Where I can be the heroine you hail


Details | Rhyme | |

love of nature

I could happily sit amongst trees all day
Watching the river flow and animals play
I could breathe in the comforting perfume of the earth
And embrace every minute of natures’ sweet mirth

I could live in the country for the rest of my days
With the only intrusion being that of sun rays
The birds will bring music to my ears, and a smile to my face
And I can live in serenity at my own pace

I will grow up alongside the trunks
Of each tenacious tree
the spectrum of colours will bring me such glee
I won’t ever get lonely
Not here on this land
With the wind as my sister
And each day unplanned


Details | Haiku | |

Peace of Nature

Peace of nature shows
how relaxing life can be
and can show you truth 


Details | Haiku | |

The Internet: Return

A void of Facebook
Creativity dies here...
Procrastination!


Details | Free verse | |

Change

Like a tsunami from the ocean
I want to churn everything, inside out
But rue the fact that, 
Like a bubble in the air 
Have to be content with only 
Being fidgety inside myself. 

When the rocks try to stop 
The natural flow of river, downwards
Even the transparent water, gets bloodied, 
Breaking its head on the rocks, 
I can feel its squirming and quibbling
But can remain only a mute spectator.

Whenever I feel oppressed, in any form
My heart seethes and fumes
My blood Inside tends to boil over 
Only to become cold again, why?
Perhaps it is not in my nature to retaliate,
Then, am I condemned remaining wounded, perpetually?

Unable to do much about oppressive relations, 
I pine away with my grief
Only wishing I could also free myself
And others of the oppression and the pain it inflicts
And enjoy the happiness and freedom 
endowed by nature, in relations.

But looking at nature’s infinite vastness, where
Despite tight bonding and discipline in every bit
All relationships out there enjoy
Innate freedom, harmony and fairness 
Then Wounds inflicted by the experience of oppression, 
Fill me with jealousy and pain even harder and deeper.

Hope is life, maybe quite dreamlike
The change, which would destroy 
the current forms of oppressions
and build relationships, free and fair, anew
seems to be a far cry, as of now.

the volcanoes are also destined to remain 
dormant inside, for centuries, before they erupt.


Self Translation of my Hindi poem 'Parivartan'


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 | Free verse | |

Just Be

Sometimes I admire the littlest things
A simple rock. A blade of grass. 
They need no future goals, no tax exemptions
They don’t need to go anywhere or be anything
They just are. 

Sometimes, especially when I’m reading life insurance policies,
I envy the rocks and the grass
And try to be like them for a moment. 
I sit perfectly still and give myself to the wind-
And it whispers in my ear:
Just be.
And for that moment I don’t need to go anywhere or be anything.
And at the snap of my fingers, 
All the complex widgets and gizmos that make up my life
Fold into paper airplanes and fly off in the wind.

Jacob Reinhardt
10/07/13


Details | ABC | |

A Shady Tree

I know its the summer time because of how naturally 
Your beauty compliments the caress of a summer breeze
As I watch the world from beneath a shady tree
I take in the delightful comfort of everything I see
But in the same breath I am holding up my hands
Lord will you please give me back the things I no longer have
They are even more a part of me now that they are gone 
As the sun falls below where the horizon is still holding on
Somewhere between the falling light and a star lit night
Is a dream that last forever and will never say goodbye
As the wind gently blows through the brush and shakes the leaves
It begins to hum a melody that I want to sing
At that very moment I smile for all the joy I have
Its so uplifting for me to see melancholy dance
Soon the morning sun will rise and capture my eyes
As I watch the hand of God paint a brand new sky
With every stroke of color I swallow all my pride
And I find a new place to dream of endless times
If I should ever get to the place I left my broken heart
Only then will I believe this brand new day will start
Again Im reminded of why my heart beats so restlessly
Only the speed of thought and my soul beneath this tree


Details | Ballade | |

Dancing with the trees

Dancing with the trees.

Like the silence of the bush be I
So wonderful I feel
Within the depth of mystic river
Comes a space that is so still
I see it all, and all of me 
In the dancing of the trees
The way they wave so gracefully
As they float upon the breeze.

I catch a glimpse of the vast 'I am'
In the power of the silence
All arrogance it dissipates
And so do shades of violence
As they flow away on the painted river
On it's way to the mighty ocean
The only thing that takes their place
Is love and sweet devotion.

A Parrot lands upon a branch
All orange, blue, and green
As I catch a glimpse of the morning sun
As it shines upon his sheen
And make the colours come to life
And I feel that power in me
the power of the all that is
With all it's energy.

25 September 2013 @ 1020hrs.


Details | Verse | |

Home of the Slaves

Land of the free
Home of the slaves
The blood, sweat and tears of my ancestors resonate
Amongst the soil where they were slain
I’m hearing their struggle
I’m feeling their pain
I can’t imagine being forced to part from my family
All for massa’s gain
So I pay homage to those who promoted change

People like every slave who tried to escape
Nat Turner, Ms Carlotta, Harriet Tubman
And the safe houses who were in accord
And peg leg Joe with his song
Follow the drinking gourd.

People like, the disregarded - those thrown overboard
And who was dismissed and defamed
The ones who were stripped of their soul, their pride, their names

The list could go on  
The full will never be told
So I pay homage to others who were bold
Like John Brown, The Freedom Riders, Sojourner Truth
Ida B Wells, Phyllis Wheatley, Maya Angelou, 
Langston Hughes and Charles Drew

George Washington Carver, Ruby Bridges
Booker T Washington and Mary McCleod Bethune
Charles Houston, Ralph Bunche, Fredrick Douglass
WEB Dubois, Paul Robeson, Ralph Abernathy
Benjamin Banneker, Marcus Garvey and Crispus Attucks
Who’s death by the way
Symbolized the American lie
You cant declare the rights of all men
While the people of African decent rights get denied
But still we rise

Thanks to Dr Martin Luther King, Malcolm X, 
The Black Panthers, the Buffalo Soldiers and Tuskegee Airmen
None who were showed any love
Yeah it’s an uphill battle, 
But obviously greatness can be done.

We can rise above this stigma 
That blacks are lazy and daunting
That our worth is null and void 
And in essence minus nothing
And of all the names mentioned 
And the greatness of their successes
No one has been able to erase the evil transgressions of a racist mind
And once you have experienced just a taste of it
It changes your perception of time
The oppression beats like the drum on the chariot
Of when it was finally time to escape to freedom
It's mine


Details | Rhyme | |

Black and White

You’ve maddened me to the core 
You singed me with your ferocious fire
We’re opposites… we’ll never integrate  
We can’t blend with each other…
Your love and I’m hate 
We’re contrary to each other…

So don’t even think about 
Getting us back together 
Because without a doubt, 
We don’t click with each other…

So let us go our own way…

Everything’s black and white
You love to torture me with your deceptive devices 
We’re playing this chess match – let’s fight!
Tonight, you’re going to pay the prices
You’re going to be deleted from my mind…

I’m not the one that should pay the price
You act as if you’re an angel from heaven
But, you’re a fiend…a devil from hell...who needs your advice?
Could someone unchain me from this prison?

So let us prepare for that day…

Fear and bewilderment build inside of our minds
Taking over us…we’re wasting valuable time
Terror and wrath injects into our veins…time starts to unwind 
I’m regaining my glory…this moment feels so sublime  

You think you’re innocent?
I can sense your guilt…bleeding through you
Do you live to feed me anguish? 
Don’t deny it…you crafty demon…no wonder I feel blue

Let’s get ready for battle…
I’ll watch you decay…
IT’S PAY BACK TIME . . .
Taste my fury and my agony 

Everything’s black and white
You love to torture me with your deceptive devices 
We’re playing this chess match – let’s fight!
Tonight, you’re going to pay the prices
You’re going to be defeated…

I scream before nightfall
I close my eyes to kiss my demise
I want to disappear 
Scratch away my desolation
Wipe away my tears…
Spewing out of my eyes…like a waterfall
Tonight, there will be dismay
There will be suffering 
After sundown…
Failure and glory will expose like stars in the midnight sky
Who will earn the crown? 
No one knows in silent wars – who can reveal the light in goodbye
  
Why are we black and white?
Are you too afraid to know the reason why? 

Everything’s black and white
You love to torture me with your deceptive devices 
We’re playing this chess match – let’s fight!
Tonight, you’re going to pay the prices
You’re going to suffer alone…


Details | Free verse | |

The Storm

And the storm calls to me in ways you'll never understand
A gentle call that urges my soul forth
The lighting guiding a path for my feet to walk
Between the stones and ash of all that once was
I stand in the echoing silence of the rain 
It drops down upon my skin like the blessing waters of heaven
Soothing me, lifting the weight from my body 
I feel at once as if I am home
Standing amid two dimensions 
Caught between two skies - here and there
The night wraping around me in warmth
The gentle wind lifting me off my feet
Drops from the clouded moon washing away my body
and I am left just a soul, an essence 
The storm calls me forth from beneath my roof
Beckoning me into its depth 
I stand among the reeds in the basin 
They dance and sway as if welcoming me
And I sway with them back 
Caught up in the power that charges the air
That threatens to sweep me away 
If the ground will just loosen its hold
The thunder rumbles a low welcoming growl
And I get pleasently lost within it
I am so small compared to its vastness
I close my eyes and succumb to the skies wishes
Rising higher until my feet no longer touch the ground 
My fingertips touch the liquid color of the stars
A sigh drifts from my lips
There is no need of thought to stay afloat
There is no demand to breathe in air
No crushing weight upon my chest
As my lungs struggle to survive
There are no struggles here
I make my bed on blackened clouds
And give in to the call
The storm has claimed me as its own 
It was such a struggle to stay upon the ground
When the storm would call me home


Details | Ballade | |

Hills where I wander

Hills Where I wander.

In the beautiful hills where I wander
With the velvet grass so lush and oh, so green.
They take me into depths in which I ponder
As I’m stunned by all this beauty here that’s seen.
As I walk along I hear the sound of thunder
Of the river as it crashes down those hills.
And as I walk, and as I listen and I wonder
I am stoned by every moment that I feel.

How that Kookaburra laughs so high above me
As he loudly gives his thanks for each new day.
And my troubles take a rest my burdens lifted
And I’m drunk with life and everything’s okay.
Those hills they be alive with magic moments
As the sun it paints them every kind of hue.
It’s perfection, and could never need improvement
As all around the sky be pristine blue.

Here be I, and there’s the hills so soft and silent
And this feeling it does fill my heart with joy
And the peace within a mind which had been violent
Be such a thing that cannot be destroyed.
Oh thank you Lord for giving me this morning
That never it will die within my being.
For this beauty that has got my mind a reeling
I know it be the truth that I be seeing.

Socrares 1992


Details | Ballade | |

Letting my eyes look within

Letting my eyes look within

‘I am here, I am me’ I state every day
Though I play with the words just a bit
yet always the message it be just the same
There really is no doubt about it
I am trying to enter the essence of me
I’m letting my eyes look within
I go to my center and look at my source
That space far away from the din.

Been doing this thing for just gone four years
And I’m feeling the changes that come
My mind be more mellow, and life feels real good
And the anger, it seems has gone dumb
Little things that mattered don’t matter no more
I care not who’s wrong or who’s right
I look at my me ness and find me the force
Of all of life’s wondrous delight.

I am here, I am me, these words I do state
And this it be my daily song
As I let the mind seek the source of itself
And feel myself truly belong
To the stars and the trees and the whole Universe
As I realize, everything’s me
I just want to be Mr natural man
I just want my mind to be free.


Details | Epic | |

Crossroads

Walking threw the mist of the night,
on the path that lead deep into the forest, in absence of sound;
from one whom was bought, no body shell be found,
of those who might be lost, homeward bound,
as we raven through this hollow ground.

Cross sentences that are incomplete, fractions that make you weak,
threw words that you learned so well, life is a living hell,
don't front and pull back, end of line, number check,
in the story and on track, blank page,
ink intact.


Details | Light Poetry | |

Butterfly

I once was like a catipiller young,naive,and new
Always living from my heart not knowing what
else to do.Easy to take advantage of, that is 
just the case, people would walk over me
like I was their dirty used up suitcase.
Now I feel a newness coming, like a light
shining from the sky, colors fill my world
and I know I am blooming into a butterfly.
Purple,Pink, Blue and Green I can feel them
flowing through. Colors of the rainbow raising
me into full bloom. Wise and strong I am becoming
My faith leads me where I need to go giving me
insight and wiseness for only me to know.
I have not  done this on my own you see
I have been guided by God and Angels
on this Earth. Wise words the wisdom at
it's best comes from a wise lady who
seems to know me best. Lucky, I am 
to have her in my life, she always shoots
it straight and tells me like it is, knowing
her words touch my heart and gives me tons of faith..
I feel like flying through the sky or climbing 
a tree way up high. I feel like observing the 
world just like a brand new butterfly so as I
Bloom I become Anew something unlike the past
Smart and wise beautiful on the inside and outside 
 a touch of color here a touch of color there
makes me glow and become a beautiful blooming butterfly...


Written By: Christina A McCullouch 
04/09/2013


Details | Lyric | |

As the river flows

As the river flows

As the river flows
So surely to the sea
It’s power be a wondrous sight
As it roams the land so free
The path of no resistance
Is how she lives each day
I will learn from this old river
I need to live this way.

As the river flows
She takes all in her stride
Not dogged by expectations
Not held back by her pride
She flows into the ocean
She knows this be her home
She has no need to hurry
She’s just content to roam.

Oh, I’ll be like that river
That’s how I’ll live my life
All free from fear and worry
Until my time is rife
To join that mighty ocean
All filled with sweet devotion.

As the river flows
And things get in her way
She knows to never struggle
Just flows from day to day
And lets the power take her
To where she needs to go
Her softness melts all obstacles
Albeit, oh so slow.


Details | Rhyme | |

4 - Messenger from the Dead

Alas there is no more confusion,
finally found my last conclusion.
Expect me as if Jesus will return,
from a ghost to a realm of concern.

Your dreams are portals like doors,
welcoming spirits into hasten wars.
Leaving the thoughts without trust,
keeping your fears in much disgust.

And though you sought no consequence,
deeds that confirm a wicked malevolence.
Awaiting in your nightmare of screams,
enjoy what is left amongst your dreams.


Details | Free verse | |

My Future Generation

I can act insane
But DO NOT 
Make me feel worthless

I belong in God’s family
He will bless my future generation

Don’t punish me for
Being myself –
Don’t envy my glee 

I can act like an
Adult, but I’d 
Prefer to have joy…

Not stress…
That piles upon us in our 
Everyday lives

Being childlike is

A rare beauty – 

No one prizes it…

No one came across it…

In this lifetime…

I can laugh all day
I can make you smile
If you’d accept my 
Childlike dreams of mine
Don’t treat me like a sick swine

Renew my young heart
Give me the ability 
To kill the old man…

I have my place in God’s family
He’ll be adored and glorified 
We’ll exchange prayers and hugs  
By my future generation

I beg of you – 
Don’t kill my childlike mentality
I’ll behave myself…
I’m positively sure that I’ll make you happy

I’ll still have pieces of a child in me

And pass it on to my future generation…


Details | Lyric | |

A Peaceful Sight

I sit among the audience of my thoughts
Upon a chair 
With my feet up high casually on a table
My senses, my breath, my heart rate is stable
Silence at this very moment is my mind’s favorite labor
The leaves they sway from side to side 
so graciously, it is my favorite sight
Beside me,
The cherking of birds is my morning cup of delight
In front of me,
The rattle of the clear crystal pool is the depth and constancy of a single thought
The clear blue sky is my happy tomorrow
On my face you will find no trace of sorrow
Such a peaceful sight I see
If only you could bare witness with me
To such a glorious and heavenly sight
Like A picture perfect,
Or a beautiful view in Peru
The glorious nature has set me at ease
I am calmed by the steady breeze
Yet the buzzing of my cousin
Is like the sound of a busy bee
She speaks to me of heartache and despair 
And the death of some distant loved one
She makes a noble and noteworthy declaration
To give me a kidney if mine decides to collapse
I smile at her with this carefree sensation
As I sit there typing and pretending to care
Tapping my fingers to a rhythm while unaware
Smiling a genuine smile and sighing a pretentious sigh
You want me to speak of wickedness and of madness
At this moment I am indifferent,oblivious, I genuinely Do Not Care
The quacking of a random duck 
Came casually as pure luck
Lazily I yawn, so dazed, and simply amazed 
 I am hypnotized
At this sight that left me mesmerized.




Details | Ballade | |

The pleasure of the lake

The pleasure of the lake

Each day I charge my batteries
With a stroll down to the lake
It's a must, to walk those wetland trails
It gives the mind a break
From all the turmoil of each day
It's a journey into peace
As those dancing trees that ride the breeze
Give my soul such sweet release.

So many things there, one might see
In those wetland trails I walk
I find there at Lake Joondalup
A place where nature talks
With wild birds everywhere one looks
And frogs, and kangaroos
Little lizards, perhaps a snake
So much there welcomes you.

That such a place could dwell in Perth
This gives me so much pleasure.
Communing each new day with nature
To mne, this be a treasure.
This lake, it reaches out to me
And tells me 'Life is good'
It's such a joy to have this lake
Here in our neighbourhood.

22 September 2013 @ 0640hrs.


Details | Free verse | |

Words of Life

Drowning in the pool of anguish…oh…oh…
I’m venturing into the forest…and I want to hear the words seep out 
Release these aching sorrows…I worry my soul’s drying out…
like a drought…
Drain out the fluids from my heart
It’s gouging me…bruising me to the core…

**chorus** 
Embrace the light…embrace the midnight sky…
You fall in my arms – you die so warm
Shed me more sun to lift up my spirits
From the…underground…and release me – I’m breathless
I’m drowning in doubt…ooh… oh… 


Remember me…I’m falling…into my swirling fate…hanging on the roots 
Strangling my heart…distorting in my veins… I’m bleeding so softly – cut out the wood…
Splintering me…I’m shattering… and I’m falling in the abyss
Bring me more radiance from my candle light
Warp me up in bliss…don’t let the midnight sky…don’t take away my delight
From the…ocean…and save me—save me…oh… oh…  I’m failing 

*chorus*

I’m drowning in regret…ooh..oh…
Hit the bull’s eye in my heart…embrace the light
And don’t leave me hanging in the abyss…hand me a kite!
Save me before I fall apart…shut out the night
And don’t let the dusk escape us…

I must confess…
I must confess…
I hate to see you abandon the light…
But I’m not the one to save you from the night
Ooh…ohh…

*Chorus* 

Splintering lies fill your heart 
I want to kiss it goodbye…
But you’ve mastered it like a piece of art
I want to kiss the abyss and die…
Dry… I wanna touch the sky with my whole soul
But I’m failing and the end of time has taken its toll
Tainted sorrow…swims around me…I dwell where the waters depart
But the anguish still swarms in my heart…
I’m failing…my heart stops beating
And my desires are fleeting
From my grasp
And the monsters laugh at me…as I fall… 

*chorus*

Embrace the midnight sky…catch me…catch me…
As I fall in death’s arms…I die so cold
And your heart is made of gold

Untangle the darkness & take away the nightmares 
Answer our prayers & block out the night 
Erase the heartaches & wipe away our tears
Unravel Your words of life & delight


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United Nations Plaza

Temperature dip
urban leaves turned
Autumn, sniffing around
for a place to settle
no Farmer's Market
in San Francisco today.


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Haikus About God: III

Beauty of nature
Why condense it down to God?
Isn’t life enough?


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Spirituals and Drums

My ancestors walking in the night
using oil lights and moonlight for guides
while being instructed to Wade in the Water
to camouflage their scents like disguise

The Sweet Chariot awaited 
so they could ride away
Harriet was a soldier
and it wasn't an option to be caught during the day
That's the same mentality Nat Turner had when he sang
Steal Away

They would follow the drinking gourd
so all were in accord to go north
The Gospel Train was coming
and at the end of the journey
was a fine reward
Freedom was coming
and it was a long time coming and
they walked until they heard freedom bells ringing
and I still hear their tired footsteps running

Thinking of My Darling Nelly Gray
Stolen from my arms a random September day
and eliminated our chances to run away together
No family ties, no love, no strength says the oppressor

Then I hear the drums beat in the darkness
giving me the hope of finally being free
Maybe I'll follow them this time on faith
on bended knee
There must be a place for me among the light
of this darkness
Among oppression, thieves, evil-doers
no thought on their conscience

Thank goodness for the safe houses that
supported our traveled distances
and for the conductors who bore witnesses
and may God have mercy on the souls who
were against this
and on those who chose to forget this sh@!

I still hear crying in quilts of safety 
because I know that the burden was heavy
to be at the mercy of nature and patrol men
catching run-away slaves for money
Some did it bare feet with freedom ahead of this
loved induced journey and they made it
So all that bull about how your life is hard
just stuff it in an envelope and save it



Details | Lyric | |

Nature's Sigh

The Black butterfly waves away her adorations
All she seeks is seclusion, subsuming slave to mortification
The Dear Air is all she can breath, captive of imaginary dreams
The Beacon resonates, but the hope isolates
The Wasteland's silky fingers caressing the virgin's face

So she is now, the covet of the damned
Programmed to every victim's pain
Carrying the weight of every sorrow
Drowning in wrongs she does not know
But paradise is at loss; she must go

Nature sighs after the bite
All my hopes fading
Don't look at me with those sorrowful eyes
How do you know exactly what I'm feeling?
I'm just the ghost flower passing by
And you can hear nature's sigh


Details | Ballade | |

Feeding time

Feeding Time

Those birds sit in the Banksia tree
They wait there silently
Then every now and then these guys
They screech on out to me
The trays are empty down below
There ain’t no seed to eat
And so they call on out to me
And give to me some heat.

I run outside and fill those trays
Like every day before
Those Guys they watch me from the tree
They’re smart birds that’s for sure
I do my job and move away
Then they dive bomb through the air
All squabbling and a bickering
And fighting for their share.

The big boss Coccy [I call him Fred]
He seems to run the show
He calls the shots, he always does
He’ll always let them know
That he’s the boss and with his spouse
{I call his misses June}
They feed alone on one seed tray
But they be finished soon.

Then all the parrots crash on down
Doing wheelies in the sky
A screeching and a carrying on
Oh lord, they’re noisy guys.
Then when they’ve finished feeding
Well suddenly they’re gone
They fly so crazy through the air
Oh how they carry on.


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Philosophical Poetry Week: Transient Tuesday

I am a misprint,
Ink blot on love,
I remain a maybe
Longing for fact,
No speck of lint,
A hand in glove.
Thunder; a baby
Will only react

When you etch
Parallel clouds,
Whistling on cue
To a dead town.
Dream a sketch
Of silent crowds
Becoming you,
This boiling crown

Chews thought
Into flagellation.
Holes in the walls
To spy through,
Seeking a sort
Of bricked-up sun.
A heaven of halls,
All leaving you.


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Blue Orchids

I'd like to walk into her arms and let my worries die: The valley east of Eden, the forest, or the ocean tide A dream I've dreamt since slumber took me over A longing for the solitude to be held in nature's palm I'll let her rock me like a baby let me hear the river's psalm If you're ever looking for me I'm in the breeze by seaside night Blue orchids be my bed ensconced then her sunshine be my cover; and freedom's boundlessness- God's light


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FREE WILL: ILLUSION OR REALITY



Are we really free?
Free to chose to:
Go wherever we please? 
Do whatever we desire?
Be with whom we wish? 
Pick whichever thing we fancy?
Without coercion 
Without ever being obliged by an unseen force in 
A predetermined or predestined way?

How?  

How can we have free will to be wherever we
Wish to be
When:
Bound to earth we are with the 
Heavy chains of gravity
Obliged, incessantly to follow it 
And move
Around its circumference 
Around the sun  
Around the galaxy  
Around the universe, 
Having no chance ever to escape its
Deterministic laws?

Are we free?

Have we got a free will?
If yes, when did it start?
The day we were born or later on?
For the day we were born 
We knew nothing of:
What we were
Who we were 
What we wanted
What we needed 
What we desired 

Subject were we to our bodily organs and
Their functions
No control had we over:
Our heart
Our liver 
Our kidneys    
Our spleen
Our blood circulation
Our brain 
And had no idea of
How to defend ourselves against
Deceases 
How to produce blood
How to digest

We had not any control then and we have
No more control now as adults

How then are we free?

In what respect?

Is it because we choose A over B?
To be here or there?
To do this or that?

What if our choices are just the
Result of the working of nature in us?
The outcome of ideas and  tendencies, 
Implanted in our mind and soul by Man or 
Mother nature? 
 
Doesn’t our acceptance of free will seems
Like declaring:
The earth goes aroud the sun because 
Of its free will
Or  
A stone falls as a result of 
Its free will
Or 
A seed spouts because of its free will
Or
The salmon, after venturing for years in 
The ocean, returns to the river it came to life, 
To lay its eggs, out of free will?

Or is free will the result of 
Our Lord the creator and creator of the universe 
As they say?

If that is the case then we may ask:

Would the wisdom of our God entrust His creation to us?
To our free will to do as we please?

If the answer is yes, then 
What the result of such freedom would be on
The world God has created?  

Whatever the answer may be, the mystery
Will linger

For
 
We, know nothing for certain
Hence
We just believe!  


© Demetrios Trifiatis
  13 OCTOBER 2014



Details | I do not know? | |

You, Me, Us, Everyone

Flowers
Not named
Unknown to those with no curiosity
Buds, that dream of one day blooming
Being, more than they are
Flowers living
Being
Thriving
Touched by those who love
Protected by those who wish to love
Wishing to be more than they are
Buds, not truly knowing if they are ready for the world
Hoping they are strong enough 
Wishing to be the best
You, Me, Us, Everyone


Details | Couplet | |

A Mermaid's Point of View

They pollute our waters, the land, the air
They pollute the planet without a care

They kill our friends from down below
As they swim up to say hello

They build weapons to kill each other
They don't respect each race or colour

They try to hunt us in every way
But they cannot find our hideaway

We'll never surface because we fear
We cannot trust the humans here


by Ana Espinola Collins


Details | Light Poetry | |

ON THE BEACH I HANG

Barefoot, I want to leisurely walk
Feeling soft sands and pebbles as I stroll
Uncarelessly, nature's wind will blow
Along is my hair that lossened from a bow

Little waves from the sea will wet my feet
Yet, I do not care let it be, let me feel
Spreading and raising both arms open wide
Immensely uniting with the air and sun glow
Closing my eyes and bare my lips though

Blood in my veins run deep warmth 
Air enters freely in my lungs
Swaying lightly my body on left and right
Dancing with nature a sweet flight

I start to sing songs and hum, 
Singing soulfully on top of my lungs
One with awesome nature, not with anyone 
Indeed a wonderful magnificent hang

by: 
olive_eloi
11:46 am
02/17/2014

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Details | Alliteration | |

Armageddon

Flames roared through the nights sky. 
A glimpse of blue still protruded through the flames. 
The heat warmed the mortals below. 
They believed that this was a great night. 
The sky emulated a beautiful red color. 
The color was extraordinary with remnants of blue. 
They believed that they were all safe. 
They were not nearly as safe. 
They were witnessing Armageddon. 
The war between good and evil. 
For no one is safe until judgment day. 
That is the day when the sky will forever remain blue. 
The birds will sing a tune. 
The flowers will bloom. 
That will be the day. 
The day when we will all be ok.


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Le Vacance Pretentieuse: Going Home

What is it to see the soil of home again?
A welcome, snow-struck and a return
To cold; sharp white contrasts sunburn.
We converse in broken tongues to men

We know, hooked on holiday language
Comprised of wandering hand signs.
Collect the car and pay parking fines,
Drive through towns and over a bridge

Until we reach the Western gateway.
Oh when will we arrive at our house?
No camels there, only field mouse
Which are eaten by our cat anyway.

The plane flies for an age, slyly yawning
Through the stretching, pealing sky,
A knife through air; what it is to fly.
Our travels over; a new day is dawning.


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Not the material guy

Not the material guy

I’m not the material guy
Ambitions were never for I
I’m always the one
That gets noting done
I’m a dreamer, I cannot deny.

My mind it is not very clever
My heart is as light as a feather
My manner is free
Like a bird in a tree
And I never will worry, not ever

Just like a river I’ll flow
And always my heart it will glow
I won’t push the river
So life does deliver
A feeling that each day does grow

Until the day that I die
I won’t let a day pass me by
Without looking at me
At within, what I be
As always I’ll ask ‘Who am I?’

18 September 2013 @1800hrs.






Details | Free verse | |

Have You Ever Read

Dedicated to an author by the name of William Golding... Enjoy!!!


~Two boys meet on an island
~~One is skin 'n bones
~~~The other one is chubby

They discover a lagoon~
Ralph teases him by calling~~
him "Piggy" -  how mean!!~~~

Piggy asks him if
There are other people on 
The island with 'em

He has no clue
But this'll answer Piggy's question --
Other boys appear - 
All diverse shapes and sizes
What'll happen next??

You'll see...

Have you ever read The Lord of the Flies?
I recommend it if yah haven't read it yet - I must admit
It's a book full of adult words and it's simply...FASCINATING! - no lies
You should read it - or you'll regret it!



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Day One

Day One

Day one lays unfathomed
Like mist in the Sky.
Oh dear mouth halts the murmur
And behold the noon sky.
Eyes on the line watch the new heavens
As it marches gently with the noon.
On this clear noon sky, yet decision ceases to be made
And accepts being delayed till in the moon.

How vague will day one continues to be
Like a buried resources?
The day soon speaks needless to wither words:
The night will come and the session will begin.
And on this sacred night will this decision be proclaimed
With no iota of doubt,
That a nation will become his own;
With the next day never in doubt.


Details | Quatrain | |

Beautiful, Glorious Day

Run, run, run and give it all up!
Into His arms, commend your love!
Through Him, you are saved!
What a beautiful, glorious day!


Details | Haiku | |

Efflorescence

Blossoming 
Effulgent sun proffers love 
Clambering… 

Ascending
Above the undergrowth…of
Thorns and weeds

Furtively
The moon unravels wonders
Glimmering  


Details | Blank verse | |

Dancing In The Night Sky

Dance thru the moonlight rays with me,
Dance above the clouds round the moon.
Dance through the night’s passing hours,
Dance beneath stars cosmically singing.

Dance thru the dusk’s glow with me,
Dance above the city lights on the Earth.
Dance through this world’s passing horizon.
Dance beneath stars brightly shining.

Dance thru the moonlight beams with me,
Dance above the clouds concealing the sky.
Dance through the night’s monotone colours.
Dance beneath stars silently twinkling.


Details | Haiku | |

SK- 4

Silence has spoken
From the roaring of the tides
God is a river


Details | Haiku | |

Mountain Climbing

I’m climbing  
Above the canyon…the sun
Hits  		the 		rocks

I ascend
As 	I 	take 	risk 	after 	risk
UP I GO!

I’m climbing
I 	rely 	on 	my 	own 	strength
I’m doing FINE!

I descend
While	 I 	urgently 	hold 	on
For dear life…


Details | Verse | |

Armageddon Pt 1

It's bout to get worse
It was written in the verse
The truth hurts
ARMAGEDDON WILL NOT BE TELEVISED

When the time comes
No one's gonna hold up a sign
saying it's time to "get right"
It's gone come like a thief in the night!
Blowin' up and wreckin ish!
The war you want is the war you gone get
It was written before our time
We keep looking at the signs
manifest before our very eyes
constantly denying our right
to be one of the meek ones of our time
ARMAGEDDEON WILL NOT BE TELEVISED

We're at the end of what used to be existence
Every super power will answer to a higher power 
so pray repentence
The time is closer than any distance
From Washington to Obama
No one will escape the wrath!
Hope you choose the right path!
Narrow is the gate of the righteous tracks
that are imprented on the mind of the omnipotent one
Will you be spared life on earth with the meek ones
and accurately take in knowledge of his son?
OR will you perish in the dust
never to be awakened again?
No consciousness of sin
ARMAGEDDON WILL NOT BE TELEVISED!

It's in the verses
Read it, see it, live it, rehearse it
You see the times changing
You see the minds fading
You see the world and how messed up it is
You see that nigga satan and his curses!
I pray to have a chance to live a beautiful paradise on earth like it say in the verses!
ARMAGEDDON WILL NOT BE TELEVISED

YOU HAVE OFFICIALLY BEEN WARNED


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Le Vacance Pretentieuse: Storm Part VI

Water licks your feet
Far cry from the beating sun
Desert sand to sea


Details | Free verse | |

My Nest

Love is my nest.
It holds me
where all the world I see.
It saves me
from the ground
which my soul will never meet.

Up in a forest tree
hunters scattering in threes
they'll never catch me
I have love.
I am perfectly happy.

relaxed I am
I do not stress
for there isn't life
without my nest.

who cares what's below?
I am above.
love is my nest
My nest is my love.


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Light To Dark

You think you’ve gone just far enough,

I could smile knowing you’ve gone far enough that you can’t go back again

You think you were careful but,

I’ve caught a glimpse of your true, wretched form

You think you can find a way into my good graces

I’ve seen what you are, monsters with a friendly costume

You can’t deceive me anymore and, I don’t consort with serpents

You think I’m a game to be played but, trust me, you could never win

Don’t underestimate me

You think I’m a joke but, trust me you won’t be laughing

You think I’m just talking myself up but, trust me, you’re the ones going down

My eyes took too long to adjust

Better late than never

It may take a monster to know one but, I promise my teeth are sharper than yours

My first reaction to the hideous revelation that was your form was to weep

Fall to my knees, maybe even wretch my heart from my chest and onto the carpet

Then I thought about the mess it would make

I decided the only blood that will spill, will be your own

I was not weak, but I had a weakness

A heart of soft gold stitched to my sleeve with care

No longer

Now my heart is a stone so heavy

I could kill at least two birds at once 

Being the nice guy is a thing of the past 

Thanks for freeing me of that softness

You thought I was all sunshine and delicate things

When really I had just been swallowing razor blades

Now that sun is setting and I hope you see it was you who were wrong

Can you feel my darkness coming, because it’s eager to hold you

If you thought I was the one who would just stand still or turn to run

Your gonna be the one with tired feet

I’m not sad anymore

Just sick with the plague of your lies

Contagious, and I’m looking for someone to kiss

Even angels can make themselves wicked

When we do, we take no prisoners

Still think I’m a game

This one is just beginning


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Freedom

Silent snow falls still
Blanketing the sound around
Me my heart sings free


Details | Ballad | |

Those blessed wetland trails

Those blessed wetland trails.

The sun is shining lazily
The sky is azure blue
As green leaves dance with the morning breeze
The birds be singing too
They sing a serenade of bliss
And peace is all around
As all along these wetland trails
Blue lupins can be found.

The perfume heavy in the air
It speaks of wild geraniums
The young ferns looking soft and green
And all those tall wild gums
Give out a rather pungent scent
A smell I've learned to love
As parrots screech in blissfull joy
In those trees there high above.

The lake, she glimmers neath the sun
As the ducks give lazy quacks
My feet scrape on the sand and gravel
As I stroll along this track.
Trees all gnarled and and twisted
Form a tunnel just for me
Oh I could write forever
But for now, I'll leave it be.


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The Firefly Visit

While everything now is lighted
While everything has thrilling light effects
A long companion in the dark has been shortsighted
A gushing firefly light has so much to reflect

A child in this generation can only read from books
The marvel that a firefly brings
Curiosity makes them wonder, a chance to have a look
To spark in their eyes, a bare luminescence from its abdomen

Out of nowhere, a firefly came surprisingly
It fluttered and alerted a child’s excitement
It flew around emitting signals dashingly
Trying to communicate with enchantment

The child gloriously welcomed his visit
To the extent of catching and keeping him
The unexpected showing is something to rivet
To see multitude of them is now a child’s wildest whim

In a few minutes, both have a wonderful time
The firefly looked like a fairy in the night
The spark that glimmers like tiny lamp is sublime
The child named him Jack, as the evening’s first light


17 December 2013


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Le Vacance Pretentieuse: Storm Part V

The English weather:
Rainclouds follow us from home
There is no escape.


Details | Rhyme | |

God's Grace

The blue waters,
The green trees,
The blue skies,
The light breeze,
The crisp air,
The birds sing,
The puffed clouds;
The awakening.


Details | I do not know? | |

Where Wild Violets Grow

Where Wild Violets Grow

Scribbling these verses,
caressing your bare back,
simple rhymes,
flowing from my fingertips.


Scribbling verses,
sprinkling odes to fragrant promises,
your smile lightens the burdens,
off my heavy heart.


Scribbling verses,
soaked in countless kisses,
the moonlight waltzing on your skin.


Scribbling verses,
feeling you,
your love never ceases to flow,


through the streams of my mind,
to a place of our own,
where wild violets grow



Details | Haiku | |

Haiku Six

Ancient piece of wood
Washed up on secluded beach
Lovers seek it's shelter


Details | Free verse | |

The Beauty of Nature

Observing the beauty of nature is akin to an awakening to the senses,
of being free and anonymous, 
of being purposeless,
that exquisite innate feeling of total compassion.

The abundance of colours in a deep autumn forest,
the hazy mist around the water and the trees of a dawning day
those hidden shadows of light and shade,
the ethereal beauty of affinity between horses and humans.

Stillness,
the trickling stream through the fields,
the rustling of autumn leaves,
a neigh, the swishing tail, the galloping hooves.

Clean and crisp,
the intoxicating and seductive fragrance of an autumn forest
the damp earth mingled with old fallen leaves
the quintessential scent of  a horses mane and fur

That tingling feeling 
being engulfed by wind and rain, sun and warmth, mist and dampness,
the lightest caress,
the warmth of the horses cheek against ones own

Nature is precious, it is profoundly beautiful.


Details | Haiku | |

Le Vacance Pretentieuse: Storm Part III

An azure ocean
Displaced by mighty blackness
The horizon dies


Details | Ballade | |

Australia, my destiny

Australia, my destiny

When I was just a tiny lad
I met my uncle Will
He hailed from West Australia
And my mind he did fill
With stories of the Kangaroos
And all of its wild life
I knew that I would live there someday
When ere the time was rife.

When I was just a teenager
I met a fine young girl
She hailed from West Australia
And put me in a whirl
As she spoke to me about this land
Where now I choose to dwell
We married and she brought me here
To this land I love so well.

When I arrived in this great land
It felt like paradise
Oh, I could never live back home
Nay, not for any price
It must have been my destiny
To come to this fine country
Where everything is so laid back
And feels so very free.

12 November 2013 @1213hrs.


Details | Free verse | |

There Is No Now

The pollution is psychedelic
Hell, you could even say poetic nature
Terms of enragement
Definitely not engagement
Can suffice in describing the depredation

Fire from the skies
Burning through the system
Dropping through to nothing
Learning not what’s in them
Always running from them

We may hide our voices
But you hide your souls
Torturing us with woes
Never able to feed our hole
Scars bleed out like coals

Paint it any color you like
Doesn’t change a thing
This war that you’ve brought forth 
Has killed us all
In the past and future

There is no now…


Details | Enclosed Rhyme | |

The Poet spot

When I was young 
I longed to 
be surrounded by trees,
water and flowers 
without bees,for
fear I might get stung: 

Overreacting I would run...
act a fool when I'd see one.  
But no-matter 
the price,bees or not, 
I had to be in my poet spot.
 
My poet spot was there back in
the day,but now it is not. 
The sun would undress me,
I'd just sit while the 
soft breeze caressed me.
  
There I could ponder,
with the water trickling 
underneath my feet. 

No one knew this spot,
I'd always go alone,
so I could think 
my selfish poet thoughts....
In my Poet spot,the spot
 
I deemed to be just for me!
Thinking clearly now,writing freely,
Breathing oxygen in,
I wrote so freely back then....
I'd put back on my clothes, 
and dry off my feet,watch 
a butterfly carefully....

I let the beetle free ,
who kept me company
against his will. 
Made two Praying Mantis fight.
I knew this wasn't right to write.        
Then I'd go home .


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Flying

Flying like a bird
Over skies and oceans blue
My wing span is huge


Details | Ballad | |

The Albatross

THE ALBATROSS
Under thunder blows a colder wind, across an endless sea,   
Like a voice from the call of a far off shore in the solitude we perceive; 
For ago remained an innocent age, torn away by a thousand years
Where sincerity alone is tied to its own majestic grace;
But flow on the bluest waves over the oceans deep and wide   
Waiting long for things abandoned

Forsake those condemned to the early dawn, far past ten thousand year’s,
Still in all its silent symmetry, flies by a bird on wing;
Mysterious seemed that outstretched arm, in all 10 feet in span                                   
Grasping what came from the east, bound to rays of light; 
For seas are blessed by both good and bad 
Waiting long for what’s abandoned  

Fifty years is doomed to its own intent, lost in its own emotion,
While all that we can hold, is a time fifty thousand past;               
Come see what waits is a soul possessed, holding a daylights passage 
Where what seemed lost is an albatross, staring through its blacker eyes; 
But all we see is the bluest sea, left under tomorrow’s sky
Waiting long for things abandoned

Crashes still those crystalline waves, warmed by spring’s rebirth, 
Until we see an albatross, departing as the seasons change;
And a hundred thousand years escapes, slips away from time and place
Bound to the cliffs and bound to the rushes of a land so far away; 
For over the bluest sea, is the sunlight that we seek
Waiting long for those things abandoned      

Surrounded is he who waits in the shadow, lost to the rhythm we’ve created,
While somewhere stands an albatross, and drinks its salted wine;
For now is past a million years, gone to the mystery of life
Lost in the worth of simplicity and the innocents of desire;
But now the bluest sea is calm, with no sign of what is past
Waiting long for things abandoned
                                                                        
Escaped the thought of an albatross bound to the symbol of its virtue,
Leashed to the seas and the sound of the waves, longing a far off shore; 
Hold on to the meaning of our vision, past ten million years 
And hear the call of an albatross, its beauty and its wonder;
For here we see the bluest sea, in a land of lost intent
Waiting long for those things abandoned

                             By m.norton


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Le Vacance Pretentieuse: Storm Part IV

Precipitation:
Culminates in a washout
Stuffed camels get soaked


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OF a Tree, Thee, and an Angel's Fee

Force feed me the taste of your skin

‘You will have to break my chastity belt wide open now
for I have sold myself into silent slavery to this ….our universal broken heart

even you will have to try hard……to save me now

I cannot recall your sounds…your hand motions 
as they devoured the subtle softness of me 
drew round my curvaceous places in curling ownership
intimacies’ sweetest embrace 

But too…you move to me 
with a ferocity that mowed the grass down  to a short golf course length 
from the living room table where you drew it happening… a hundred years ago

The length of your hair too has been a subject of much debate 
Love
that surging heavenly song...that told our story so well
 
like that movie from long ago about the girl who cut off and sold her hair to buy her love a golden watch fob and chain …the one who sold his golden watch to buy her a beautiful clip pin for her gorgeous long hair 
………………………………..you see how this goes …with true love

We cut off our noses and then turn backs on our faces 
and on each other on Facebook 

Itself the enemy…where only devils and the luckiest of angels spread


Tread on me beloved!
till I am awakened 
to our lips 
 which just now in writing I suddenly can feel meeting again

taste 
smell 
the salted brine of your pure water and sometimes beer soaked self

Is it me you feared 
as you said Good bye?

How little you know me 

like the formation of the first ever green tree grows up one limb at a time 
from a base long song of deep roots and strong center...so beautiful the Hosts stagger before its creation ….Halleluiah
The limbs sprouting forth like the wings bursting out of the flesh of the first angel 
who died in agony as they were formed….exploding from his shoulders
moving her hair aside as the arch of wing thrust like white tree limb from the goodness within
and the reincarnation of true kindness was born to the conscious of itself

so my love knows no limit 
my soul no separation
and my being no longing


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Sipping tea

Sipping tea

The roses bloom so endlessly
In pink, and red, and yellow
And orange too with purest white
As the morn feels soft and mellow
We sit together drinking tea
As love fills all of me
And oh, it feels so wonderful
Cause that’s the way love be.

The birds sing out in tenderness
As they pray to the golden sun
And you and I sit sipping tea
No longer two, but one
As the love, the joy of perfect love
Does deep within me sing
Those birds are singing just for us
And so much bliss do bring.

The Sun shines in the deep blue sky
I smell the whiff of Jasmine
As love sings from a gentle heart
Above all worldly din
As you and I together, dear
We sit here sipping tea
Nothing matters in the whole wide world
But the love twixt you and me.


Details | Free verse | |

God Saw My Distress and Healed Me part 4

This question drives me up and down the walls
I know for certain that God has answered my calls
I can’t hang up on Him…He’s so brilliant
And I’m so little compared to Him…
Maybe I’m little in size and very insignificant compared to the most High
He gives me quite a natural high
He brings me back home and kisses me good night
Without His love, I’d be lost like a sheep losing his shepherd
I feel like I’m separated to God
As if God and I are on both sides of the coin…
Our oceans don’t collide with each other,
But He does make huge tidal waves…
And I make baby waves that swerve up and down
Like a wave’s movement, my life seems to have its low points and high points
But, when I build enough energy, I glide higher than the clouds
Though, unfortunately, I’ve only been dreaming this
Then, I collapse into the sand...my face rubs against it and I have scrapes all over
Sand and water do mix well, but afterwards, the sea shore’s weight will pile up on the bottom of the ocean floor
I can’t imagine how many grains of sand there are on Earth
There are countless amounts of ants on Earth as well
Trillions and trillions of them are in existence
It’s amazing how plants take in Carbon Dioxide
And we breathe in oxygen…
God is a fantastic creator and He did carve His creations pretty well
God saw my distress and He healed me
When I think about Him, I’m speechless and can’t say much
He’s made out of love and He bubbles me up with excitement
I haven’t given Him the credit of working miracles in my life…
But, I don’t want to divorce God…I must propose to Him like a wife
Does to her husband…I want to submit to Him
He made the sunset, the moon and stars
Look! He even made the planets and He healed our scars
He made the flowers, the roses and the creeping bugs
Look! He even made leaves for our eyes to see…
He made the change of seasons
God saw my distress and healed me
God made the wild cats, bears, reptiles
He made us have a brain that is as neat as black and white tiles
God healed me…and I’m simply glad He did so
God wiped out my distress…and He simply dressed me with happiness and He’s in high spirits to see me grow

 ~ Inspired by the band of Evanescence’s song: Never Go Back 
~ God inspired me to write this poem…


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Natures Democracy

Notes on this Poem
I am not a bleating liberal, nor do I wish to upset America. But when I am in England sunbathing in 75 degree temperatures, when it normally is snowing at this time of year. When we have just declared a hose pipe ban. And when our most common bird the Starling has suddenly all but vanished, one can safely summise that something is happening to the climate. Reason suggests we all must get together to solve this problem and capitalism and individual concerns should take second place to the majority.


Democracy is at America’s heart
You lead while others follow
And your citizens bear the right to be free
With freedom comes responsibility
And democracy applies 
To all who inhabit this earth?

Within this premise Kyoto speaks
That sound which disturbs
 The majority of a wider democracy

 You deny their global solution 
In favour of the American way
But there are whispers in the wind
For nature too believes in democracy
And nature will make the agreement for you

For she is omnipotent to unleash her democracy
You can deny your future, but your ghosts will deny you
This way of life feeds a changing climate
And nature gathers her strength 
Slowly rising to give you her answer

The Hurricane and tornado 
The desert and the flood
Her democracy to maintain
A balance within the hemispheres

Your Freedom is a noble thing
For freedom lies in every beast.
But only humans carry the burden of democracy
This is the price we pay for freedom

But freedom is worthless
When all you grow is destroyed
When all you build is washed away
When all that you hold dear is taken without mercy

Look over the fence America
Look beyond your borders
Look at your planet
And look at this baby born
For it may never grow up to remember you



Details | Ballade | |

Galah tree

Galah Tree

I heard the squawking screeching, shrieking
Oh, the sound was deafening
Looked up in that Banksia tree
So much joy to me did bring
Those pink and grey birds
Scattered there
Amidst the branches everywhere.

It’s morning time they’ve come for feeding
Ain’t no seed upon their, trays
As they perch among the green leaves
They shriek and scream and screech away.
I see me there the sight of beauty
All those pinks amidst the leaves
It was the way the sun was shining
Oh, such a picture it did weave.

I fill the seed trays up with tucker
I love me so these little guys
They come into my garden daily
I watch them feed it makes me wise.
Watching me, the song of nature
Taking photos writing poems
This be what my life’s about now
Oh, how such beauty keeps me glowing..


Details | Tanka | |

Swift Terns

swift terns tumbling in the sky celebrating joy in sharing the spirit of freedom
NB The 21 syllable count favoured by the new movement in writing western tanka - this is more true to the on in Japanese tanka. swift tern is a type of small bird found in the coastal regions of South Africa. Please see the About section for the picture which had inspired this poem.


Details | Prose | |

Give me a forest and take back your lawn

Wild wild wild, keeps chanting my mind
That is where I belong
To be up on the world stage and perform
To jump in the air and land on the grass
Elated by the life’s concert
It’s a constant bass

Give me a forest
And take back your lawn
Lying on the mulch
The ants crawl
Over my dead mask
Wearing it was such a horrendous task

Watch me slip
Into the madness, you call
But Peace it truly is
Just once try and recall
You have trod this path too!
So why are you now appalled?


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Difficult Trials -Part 2-

Turn the wheel
*******he sea...
Push aside the misery...
The abominable agony...
Endure this hardship...with me
Fight off the tears and let us roam to sea
Don't make it hard for me
To determine the waters

We are the same kind
If you can be so KIND, let me show you your destiny -
To dwell with me in tranquility  

We will try to share our responsibilities...
Take turns and share our possibilities...

How have you been?
Sorry we have shut our ears
To your deafening cries
I'm turning the wheel for you
You're losing energy...be still - why are you so blue?

I'll shut out the feeling of anguish

You'll get what you wish

We will start anew
We will start on a fresh start
We will fulfill our dreams and make them come true
We'll brew away the sadness
I'm determined to eliminate
The distress... swallowing us like a tidal wave...
Behave, you wild childlike waters!! Behave!

Don't worry - we'll get rid of
The limited happiness
And make our heart pump with merriness
Don't be a magnet of depression stress

You'll experience a wonderful opportunity 
So you may feel  at one with
Our world full of possibilities
And eliminate those cruel, wretched words
That tore apart our responsibilities...
Our activities... our reveries... our possibilities...
That brought us back together

We'll be hiking
These somewhat difficult hardships together 


Details | Rhyme | |

spirits that will outlast

  I'm the sentient of individuality,
the warrior of my path,
free from anything claiming power,
that laughs at social wrath,
that walks with firm ability,,
  I'm the control at present,
that nothing steers for me,
the navigator twards sole horizons,
free destinations I independently see,
honor of my life's intent,,
  Sole creators of this choice,
that others look to see,
that leads with independent indifference,
knowing that it's not free,
leading with the strongest voice,,
  This independence the hardest road,
but worth it above all,
knowledge of this gained wisdom,
you'll rise above the call,
power of one so bold,,
  The ancestors of ancient past,
knew this all too well,
always striving twards independent light,
staring down faces of hell,
true spirits that will outlast.


Details | Rhyme | |

EYE Don't See -Part 3-

My eyes
Witness your departure
My eyes
Are dripping with hopelessness…
My eyes start to blur…
Melancholy put me under pressure…
Is there a cure to my disease? 

You don’t see
The shards of hope that once brought us back together
Just let me search for safety
I’m strong enough to realize that I’m no longer
The weakest prey out there…

And I’m left in my solitude…
Do you hear me whimpering like a distraught puppy left on the train tracks?

I’m close to my demise…save me and take me home

Nourish me…and be my beloved friend

Will this friendship last forever?

Hopefully it has no end

Will this cheerful moment help us get along with each other?

Because of you…I feel the need to run 
I keep an eye on you – I worry that you’ll hurt yourself again
Because of you…My freedom is nearly gone
I don’t wanna be caught off guard again
Because of you…EYE can’t picture a solution for our vexing dilemma 
Because of you…eye can’t focus on my long-term goal 

And I’m left in my solitude…
Do you sense that I’m giving in to failure? 
And I’m close to my demise…
Only to find myself disappear…I can’t endure 
The hardships that you place upon me…
Could you boost up my confidence to overcome 
My atrocious anxiety? 

I’m just waiting for some sun
To keep me in good hands…
To strengthen me with perseverance …
I’m just waiting until His son
Leads the world outtah Egypt and reveals to us…
His radiance…His dazzling Kingdom – 
Vibrant with glee

Your undying sympathy dawns upon us
I’m overflowing with indescribable joy  
You’re a candle in the night…
We meet eye to eye…
What a sight…what a precious sight


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The Lord's Peace

Peace
The chaos is shedding
Piece
Of happiness is floating
Cease
The madness..chaos is concealing
Peace
Comes from the Lord - 
To Him who mends us all...
To Him who forgives all of our sins
And downfalls
And answers everyone's calls


Details | Free verse | |

Africa Heart

Bloody skies
New beginnings
Fresh
Warm
Glorious scent
From heaven it was sent

Long before
We walked this land
It was moulded
Sculpted
Created
Perfected
By the Maker

Legends tell of
The dark spirit
Turning trees
Trying to take the land

The Maker
Made the tree strong
Made it proud
Made it unbreakable
Just like the people
That believe in Him

The Maker perfected this land
More than before
Filling with
Mighty roars
Soft rumbles
Silent wings
Bouldering calls
Gentle purrs
Manic laughs

So with this
Wild heart I call mine
I will delight myself in
The Makers 
Creations

Running soon
Running far

To set wild hearts free
Like a flaming master
Taking its fiery hold
Over all things
Dry and old
Only to uncover
What has been bleeding 
To be seen

Our wild hearts
Beat with
Gentle giants footfall
Beating slow steady 
Ready to be set free
Ready to breathe
What was mine to be

With blazing sun
Firing down
Onto cracked
Down ground

Between thick brush
Under the mighty baobab
With the creations all around
My wild
African heart
Soon to be found 


Details | Light Poetry | |

Feather Beauty Bright

I spy, a feather beauty bright
With speckled blush on breast
Basking within the thicket light
Dancing round about her tiny branch 
 
Your fluttering sight beholding
Within the snowy briar
Bathing among the warmth
Of the morning's golden glory

Its brilliance your own crown of halo
Like a sunburst that swallows
Up the end of February's sigh 
As other feathers flusters zoom right by

The ginger little fellows all dappled, scramble
A merry-go-round within a flight
Threading joyous song throughout your bramble
As further flocks of scurry, hurry fly

On parade teasing wings of faerie sprites
A musical path of crisscross kites
But, you little one are the daring, bursting forth
With higher operatic songs, to startle and scold those spry

Feather beauty bravely 
Upon your perch chest thrust out boldly
Nonsense rhymes and a new found might
Chase away the imps of finch and thrush
And keep yourself the sunbeams for its light

And bask yourself once more this time
Among the drops of melting dripping snow
And gather up all tis full
Feasting here, where the wild wild berries grow
 
But, in the end you are their kin 
And soon, my fairy feathered friend you too must go
Out, onto twittering leafy stemmy stem and off...
Into the yonder of the coming spring to rove


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Difficult Trials -Part 1-

Turn the wheel
Out of curiosity
I'll be generous...you'll receive
Something special...something to make you whole
Though the trials you must run through
Are a great struggle that can easily
Pull you down
And I want to erase your frown

You will feel way better about yourself
Just trust me...take my hand...
I'll encourage you to have a satisfying time
Just for your own liking
We'll be hiking
Those somewhat difficult hardships 
Together for eternity 
We'll spend time in the future 
Together in unity

*******he sea...Let's flee and be free!
LOOK how nice you look!

Trample those insufferable nuisances
That dare put you down
To the sea floor
I'll push them to the core!

Feel free to walk the 
Road of Recovery 






 


Details | Couplet | |

Le Vacance Pretentieuse: Darts

Drops of sweat slip from my furrowed brow
Eyes squint, select a number and let fly now

Miss again, a millimetre is a mile once more
Aimed for triple twenty, only got double four

The walk of shame, my oh so familiar friend
Silence broken, on alcohol I forever depend

The steel point of eyes bore into my neck
My opponent leaves me a juddering wreck

I lose the match; the wife won’t give me a kiss 
I wish I could have been anything else than this... 


Details | Verse | |

Future Earth

Completely at ease
Calm, tranquil, serene
Bronze skin sunbathing 
Cool breeze

Enveloped in earth's beauty
witnessing creation;
Becoming embodied with the thoughts of perfection,
original earth
original plan of action
Ultimate fulfillment and satisfaction

The old world is no more
We've come fully human
heart and mind restored
No longer noting the difference between
the old world and the new
Completely erased
Renewed

But in the meantime, 
I moan for freedom from strong holds like
sickness and death and oppression
I moan for freedom for the disabled 
the mentally challenged,
the persecuted and their transgressions

Freedom from racism, injustice
ignorance, violence and depressions
I moan to end war, rape, incest
exploitation, thievery and anxiety

That was not the original plan
But the earth will be restored
and be as beautiful as it began


Details | Haiku | |

Le Vacance Pretentieuse: Storm Part II

The Med between us
The gusts make me think of you
Storms... it’s just like home.


Details | Limerick | |

Trilling Tray

                                                     Trilling Tray (Limerick)

                                  Parrots have men in the palm of their hands
                         Through the pirated palimpsest that is from man's land
                         There is no point getting into panic about the tall story
                                     Touch me if it is a wild and wacky story
                         But if it is worthwhile to the core, (then) hold my hands.


Details | Free verse | |

Eyes closed tight

I’ve walked the roads with eyes closed tight
On summers days and winters nights
Never a car nor a van saw I
Just me, the road and the cloudy sky

My knees were bare and my face was too 
Braced to meet what the weather threw
At my frail form as it made its way
From home to school and back each day

Three miles to school my legs would ply
Bag on my back tear in my eye
From biting wind and driving rain
And ill fitting shoes causing me much pain

In class at last I start to thaw
As the teacher with the chalk did draw
The questions on the board of black
She’d shout at us if we dared to slack

The bell has gone and it’s home time
I run out past the village sign
Turn right and up the old mill path
Which cuts my journey time in half

Past fields where corn and barley grew
Not yet turning their golden hue
But standing now quite strong and tall
Hiding the Corncrake, but not her call

For years my legs would carry me
From breakfast plate to Geography
From Latin to the river Bann
Then up the hill to home I ran

How lucky I was I realise now
To see the birds the sheep the cow
And share with them the air and rain
Such freedom will we ever see again




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3 - Messenger from the Dead

In Hell where I may reside,
if death is not on my side.
Hunger that weeps to no end,
this darkness within my den.

As you enter my palace of pain,
fear not if you have not to gain.
Though previous life proved not,
judgement upon fears are sought.

And so the righteous shall avenge,
in my domain that seeks a revenge.
Cannot escape a wrath left in wake,
my vengeance is all that keep sake.

When I merge the dead with your dreams,
absolute power amongst all that screams.
Should a hundred years from my death,
not exist within the truth spoken breath.

Thus my soul is sacrificed for trading,
greatest power in all my soul waging.
Shall this price not be enough to pay,
the wicked shall cower before I prey.


Details | Sonnet | |

Soonn Un

Emirabitur- Shall Admire

There you are the wind of my lone chamber
When I set to keep all mine from ember
And drop where constructs are most eminent,
Where meditativeness is prominent.
Long lost be me, if not for lunar moon
Descend light that fights random hours of groan.
I will for sure unveil silence abode
Where monstrous would have forsaken off-board. 
Let’s believe I have found and learnt the muse
The muse which unimpaired and un-abuse;
And fetch, outstretch, inform and un-slumber,
That which eyes will see and bless good comment:
Less of déjà vu and more of neo-pan,
That the rooftops will sit and grant accord.

Friday February 28, 2014


Details | Free verse | |

GROWING UP

On the empty floors I am watching the nights roll
flowing in other nights.
Nature's mirror has come to give birth and to destroy
the typhoons are embracing me, an unstoppable power
in my two arms.
Between logic and the holy the notions are lost
I am turning blue inside the sky's blue.
And I return again and again to repay the same sin
upon which my own blood has dropped
and with blood I try for centuries to pay.
My form is drawing circles
-what is your name?-my name is Human.
Can this mortality embrace the darkness?
Can my bare hands hold within them the air?
I was born for the renaissance of colours,
I threw green and yellow at the edge of the horizon,
I painted red the lost dreams of history
and I placed white on all the spots of the sky.
I was born to destroy and I dig pits everyday,
I bury inside them living truths and I cover them with shovel and water.
Be quiet! The seasons are sleeping...
With small knives I carve the corners of the world
until I find the bone to puncture it, deeper and deeper.
Our fears are breaks of the Universe
they are transfered from planet to planet,
they change orbit, while cleaving the clouds.
''Learn how to walk, learn how to talk, learn how to kiss, learn how to leave, learn how to love, learn how to kill"...
Hollow bodies at the mountains top are burning with the flames of redemption.
They carry the same rock everyday, everynight until they reach the end,
the end that doesn't exist.
They fill the glasses with water, the glasses that dont have bottom.
Don't ask me to change the world, you only gave me soil but you have forgotten the water
and with hands dry and dirty I collect time to repay you
for your graces, because there is light and there is darkness, because I stop in front of red and I walk in front of green.
But you don't know, you don't, that I find strenght everyday, since I opened my eyes,
I am preparing in silence and I am clentcing my teeth
because the time will come, when I will throw a big punch at this carton world,
I will tear it up in half and I will see what lies behind,
behind the lie.
Shaken off from my dirty morality
I will touch the sacred redemption
I will wake up from the dream,
I will embrace at last, for the first time, reality.


Details | I do not know? | |

The Sieve of Time



The Sieve of Time



Cast ashore,
along the banks of time,

whirling through the passing years,
clinging to my futile scribbles set in rhyme,


Cast ashore,
thrust into an unrehearsed pantomime,

clenching slivers of joy as weariness descends,
lulled into a peaceful slumber exhilaratingly sublime.


Cast ashore,
hazily adrift, a dandelion seed on the wings of time,

trapped in the sieve of spiralling memories,
caught between pristine bliss, and reeking slime.


Cast ashore,
flung aside for no discernible crime,

my human heart thuds with elusive hope,
though battered, bruised, and covered in grime,

I stagger ashore, 

alone,

embracing each moment of detached, oblivious time.



Details | Prose Poetry | |

Break the Clouds

Thrust up from the firmament and break the clouds.

Wring from the world the Water of Life in its crystalline perpetuity as raiment.

Bend the wind around your back and send to me the most undeniable of siren songs.

Send your mirage of eternity to these eye-blink lives longing for forever and I will bear my bones with feather-light heart to the sight of your object eye.

For only there can I see how tiny and fleeting are all my fears.
And all my triumphs.

Show me the illusion and may I know it for Smoke before the mirror.

The dreams of the Mountain haunt the step of every day.

Memories of freedom to those in chains.

What are they worth?

Nothing at all.
And Life itself.


Details | Ballade | |

Today I hit the wetland trails

Today I hit the wetland trails

Today I hit the wetland trails
I’ve not done this for a while
It’s not the same as the older days
When I used to walk for miles
My body’s getting older now
I’m easing off a bit
And yet these wetlands filled with life
I love them, I admit.

Whilst walking I got kind of high
The clouds were in the sky
As the rain was teeming down
I heard the ravens cry
As two of them flew over head
Giving out their lonely calls
There’s something about these big black birds
That be so beautiful.

Then I saw a flock of swallows
About a hundred strong
They were not singing tenderly
I heard no kind of song
But my, those birds, they seemed to dance
They whirled and twirled around
And put my mind into a trance
As I trod the grassy ground.

I walked for just an hour or two
As that rain, it soaked the earth
Oh. Walking through these wetland trails
Is a thing of so much worth
Then I went home to write some poems
To celebrate my day
And let the day just do its thing
As I went on my way.

15 August 2013 @ 1350hrs.


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EYE Don't See -Part 4-

My heart is beating with upbeat delight 
You astound me…in every shape and form 
My spirit is dancing with unbreakable might
You surprise me…when you take my hand
And pull me outtah my jail-like dorm

And He dismisses me from my solitude…
My eyes are glistening with bliss… 
And I’m far from my demise… 
Only to find that there’s no need to feel helpless

Why do you spoil me rotten with your fatherly affection?

Just protect me from any harm 
Let me make my own decisions…
To see the results in the long run 

You prize me as if I’m cherished like your carefree child
You don’t understand – I’m TOO foolish and wild
I haven’t even reached to full maturity 
But how eye hope to see myself grow and be set free
From the world’s mayhem
Is there a solution to this problem?

And I’m left with no answer…
My eyes are eager to see…another bright day 
And the night is coming to haunt me… 
I find myself slowly disappearing from sight…
When will God give me a purpose to fight? 
When will He feed me His awesome might? 

Just support me…especially during my downfalls
Please answer my calls!

And I’m left to venture off into His path…

Eye can’t escape my terrible nightmares 
Consider my calls of acceptance…my grief weighs a ton
Let me pour forth my tears – 
Do me a favor and cast away my fears
Steer me away from disorder and confusion

Eye can see you’re making great progress
You’re heading towards a brighter, superb future…

My eyes 
No longer witness oblivion 
My eyes
Looks beyond the earthly pain…
bEyOnD the affliction 

I spot a rope in the distance. . . . . 

Push aside the waves…and let me
Grab it this instant!
God feeds me His love…and treats me
Like a newborn infant!

Eye see my Father with brand-new eyes  
I feel rare content
And I feel hardly any resentment

Eye 
cherish 
that 
REMARKABLE 
moment 


Details | Lyric | |

The Rebel

Dank, cold, unperturbed indifference,
Untouchable, yet touching all,
Unresolved in meaning,
Still creating each and every fall,
Every whim and leaning.

Touché pas! A cry of weary hate,
And will not accept a helping hand,
‘Till death! Brazen adverse in face of fate,
And alone in piteous stand…

Lone wolf we cry, thy fate is nigh,
Yet stands he still resisting,
That love should die, that only tie,
In error still persisting…


Details | Rhyme | |

EYE Don't See -Part 2-

My eyes
Refuse to see tragedy
My eyes
Marinate in dread…unable to embrace ecstasy 

And I’m left in my solitude…
My eye’s sagging…from endless mourning  
And I’m close to my demise… 
Only to find myself disappear…
When will peace draw near?

You don’t see 
What damage you’ve done
Just let me be
Leave me alone…hand me a gun

I yearn for unspoiled glory
To make me feel perfect once more
I yearn for flawless serenity
To make me feel no regret…don’t ignore
My calls…don’t hang up on me

You don’t see 
What damage you’ve done
Just hear my plea
Listen to my excruciating cries…
Listen to the truth, not the malicious lies  
Our journey has just begun   

And I’m left in my solitude…
Do you hear me weeping?
And I’m close to my demise…
Only to find myself disappear…
When will peace draw near?

Eye can’t handle the stress
Let me release my horrendous distress
Eye can see you making that same mistake
At least MY life isn’t at stake

And I’m left in my solitude…
My eye’s weeping…do You feel my lament
And I’m close to my demise…
Only to find myself disappear…Stepped on like cement
I’m aching with discontent… I abhor this torment    
When will peace scrub off my fear?

I can’t believe my eyes
Your guiltiness flows into me…
I can’t believe I fell for your lies
Your heartless action rape my mind…you don’t see
What my EYES see…

You’ll never see 
How much pressure you put me under
Unchain me from this chamber
And watch me flee…

When will you be set free?


Details | Rhyme | |

We Search For Direction

In the beginning of plight,
We venture off and take action
Beyond the mysteries of the day and night
We search diligently for safety and direction 

The aftermath of our flight
Brought us good luck and success
If we look forward...we'll eventually find light
We must get out of this cave...
Or we'll be stomped on by distress

You're our journey's end
Where is the escape route?
Beyond the present anguish, our spirits will ascend
With God's help, we'll find a way out...
No doubt


Details | Free verse | |

Our Divine Haven

This town was the place we used to call our haven 
You don’t remember which road we’ve driven on 
The stars were shining against your cherished soul 
You’re a part of my belongings 
You’re ascending above the ground 
The peace is still like hidden treasure – it’s bound to be found

I believe in you…I put my faith in you
After the miracles you’ve performed 
You don’t agree with what you truly are 
The sky is grieving 
You jump from puddle to puddle
You’re struggling to meet your destiny  
Even if your body is saturated in sweat
You must keep your head above the sea

Follow me and I’ll lead you to divine haven 
Forgive the past that embraces you with remorse and think upon our jubilant future
It’s tempting to just give up and turn around 
I could tell you've been stressing out 
But rest your head on my shoulders and let loose your strain on me  

Each melody is an exquisite sound that bounces into our ears
Commotion and strife will cease and your heart will be free
We’ll flee  together…despite the unwholesome weather 
The voyage has just begun…hold my hand and we’ll rise like the sun
Trust me…we will be strengthened and well-equipped before we take that road of victory  

Follow me and I’ll lead you to divine haven 
Forgive the past that embraces you with remorse and think upon our jubilant future
It’s tempting to just give up and turn around 
You’d rather be drifting away and never be seen again 
I wanna change your mind and erase your frown
Take your mind off of the distressful past
Let loose your strain on me  

Hey! I know you’re stronger than you realize
You’re not a failure – don’t be disheartened  
Don’t worry…you and I will earn our future prize 
This mess will clear up in a moment
Just stay by my side and never depart 
From the light… I promise that we’ll endure till the end
Just stay nearby and our hope won’t tear apart
We are willing to do anything to attain our wishes and delight  
Let’s take action and snatch our glory before our time is up 

Follow me and I’ll lead you to divine haven 
Forgive the past that embraces you with remorse and think upon our jubilant future
It’s tempting to just give up and turn around 
You've been trying to keep a steady pace 
But rest your head on my shoulders and let loose your strain on me

Let loose your stress on me…
Don’t be under pressure
Let me handle your anxiety…
Reach towards our divine haven
Do you need a helping hand? 

I wish you a carefree 
Future


Details | Rispetto | |

Mountain Cottage

Upon a high mountain, way up very high It seems the sky is the limit for this place Here’s a man’s castle a domain to live by It is a place that hides from the human race What a seclusion this small cottage sure is And the view it brings has a life full of bliss The air is very crisp, the sky is so blue The place is quite delightful, so is the view
Russell Sivey


Details | Rhyme | |

Restore the Walls of Jericho

Blasphemy…cloud over their hearts of gold
Their value gradually diminishes…their weapons turn to mold
Serenity…deserted them and neglected them like orphans 
Their joy rapidly wears out…they mislaid their abundant portions

They yearn,
“RESTORE the walls of Jericho!”

Anguish…shadows over their dwelling, sacred place 
Their weaknesses manipulate them – they’re the definition of disgrace
Danger…defeats them and tarnished them as if they were worthless
Their prosperity shattered straightaway! REBUILD our merriness!

They plead and pray,
“Dona nobis pacem…”  

Hear our hesitation and supplication…we’re beneath the bricks and remains
We’re buried alive literally! We’re becoming one with the ground
Fear and despair erases our soothing dreams…we’re getting washed away in the drains
We’re searching for shelter…we’re getting hunted down – we’re barely surviving 

They churn…
They coil…
They drift away…
They spoil…
In their miseries…
Does He hear their pleas?

“SAVE ME!”
“Bestow blessings upon us!”
Are you ignoring us deliberately?
 “Give us a helping hand
And lead us to the promise land!”

Misfortune unravels in this city of bafflement
Their strengths repaired our souls…we’re the definition of bravery! 
Desolation and disbelief demolishes the walls of Jericho…
Does anyone sense their resentment?
Their charity transformed to greed suddenly – 
Their lack of optimism and gratitude  
Buried them down in captivity
 

How can you bear their poverty? 
How can He save them from destruction and pity?

They whisper on His Holy Hill,
“Dona…Nobis…Pacem…” 

Don’t let the battle overthrow ’em!


Details | Couplet | |

Rocks

I want to remember the feeling of throwing a rock
Watching it skip as I stand on the dock

Never worrying how far it will go
If it gets there fast or slow

In that moment time moved as a snail
Nothing in this world could fail

It flies crooked & bounces wrong
Didn’t even skip for long
         And that’s ok
Because before you could think to care
Every little boy had another flying through the air


Details | Free verse | |

Have You Met Your End

I'm scared...
I'm not prepared...
to meet my end... 
to drift into the river's bend...

I'm not prepared... 
people start to stare...
people don’t seem to care
If I live or die
If I stay on ground or fly 
I see my end...unwind...unwind...and it makes me blind...
The tears that are clogging up my eyes
They’re feeding me lies…and the thoughts whisper cries
I'm treasure...never to be found
Decaying in the ground
Forever...
I'm sorry...I'd never
Mention suicide again to you...
Don't be blue...though you get the clue

I'm not prepared... 
people start to stare...
people don’t seem to care
If I live or die
If I stay on ground or fly 
I see my past…unwind…unwind…now, I’m blind 
But I see it in my mind’s eye

I'm not prepared... 
people start to stare...
people don’t seem to care
If I live or die…
Live or die…
Live or die…
But I’ll try…
To live and make you feel happy
‘Cause I, alone, am feeling needy…
Greedy…shady…

I'm not prepared... 
people start to stare...
people don’t seem to care
If I live or die…

I’m ready to meet my end…
The waters brew…and my fate blends
In with the gloomy, despairing river's blissful waves
The sky swarms above me…I want to see you
Again…but you’ve met your end

I'm not prepared... 
people start to stare...
people don’t seem to care
If I live or die…

I STAYED strong…Where do you belong?
Your life ended like a shimmering star
You ended your tune of delight…I can’t hear your song
Repeat it again and again in my ears…
You left me with an everlasting scar

I'm not prepared... 
people start to stare...
people don’t seem to care
If I live or die…
I want to die…just let me fly
And reach to heaven’s height
But, I’d feel guilt and contrite 

I'm not scared (of your absence)... 
people start to stare...(and I feel dense)
people don’t seem to care (I can’t bear)
If I live or die…(the thought of you, I won’t deny…I’m just trying to play fair)

In my heart…
You broke it apart…
It breaks my heart
To see you die and depart

From His light

Have you met your end
Around or near the river's bend? 

Your heart breaks instead of bends
You still have some errands

To run...
You have the ability to run...
Just run...
And don't run off somewhere far away...or I'll consider you officially "gone" 
But, first: get your duties done

And then...we can welcome the sun 
Don't shoot yourself with a gun...
Put it down and run

WITH ME! *smile* 


Details | Rhyme | |

Lost and Found -unedited version-

Writing a masterpiece
Takes so much effort and thought
My mind’s settling in my comfort zone – feed me with flawless peace
Words seem to escape me…my feelings mean naught
 
Anger molds me in inside and out…I feel insecure again
Peace barely meets my body
Joy seems to abandon me like an orphan
Faith passed away – it’s buried too far below the debris
 
Have I lost the race?
 
Writing a successful book…writing in general
Takes so much confidence and self-control
My mind is stacked up with debt…
Words splinter my tongue – I can’t repair my tarnished soul
 
Danger is placed in many corners
Happiness is a few blocks away from me
Fearlessness dives into me
Acceptance of who I am – God’s chosen one
 
Have I won the race?
Have I found His grace?


Details | Haiku | |

Midnight

The lamp light illuminates My messy bedroom And brings me joy to my heart The lamp light turns off quickly The mellow midnight Has revealed its pure beauty The door opens and welcomes The priceless sunrise And inspires me to write poems The morning greets me again The lovely stars dim I miss the midnight wonders!


Details | Free verse | |

Fragment

On through the ripples,
Through the shunts and the brushes,
The flickering chants,
The whispered gloom.
I walked, in a still coldness,
Watching in through the firm, glass panes
Of this pavement I made.
There stood three evil eyes
Perched high with a burning, solemn glare
Clad in black.

I stood with living numbness,
Drowned in the rain;
Exempt from their shelter
But Separate from their cave.

My walk was long,
Soon I saw the clouds part;
I gazed, perhaps glided into the blue depth.
The soulful reflection painted within the bay-shaped sapphire,
 Too long had I ignored myself… 
Depicting a girl, content in her smile
But mirrored by her counterpart.
I suddenly became aware
How rain and sun fall from the same sky.

The hush of the oak branches,
Passing through the park;
Reminded of the ease of empty summers;
Where my eyes couldn't reach the gate.

I turned a corner to the child’s trumpet,
Hollow with smiles
The off and empty notes
Passed right through me.
Was she, blissfully lost to her tune,
Or lost in the dissection of each note?
Lost in the mimicking of each line?
Lost, so that in the process, the bigger meaning faded.

This world holds its breath
In a struggle.
I step alone,
Across stone and soft earth,
Between kindled mirth:
In this summer losing its youth.
This day, this deep
Meander of thought,
Where I looked at the world to find myself.

Then I was laughing at my difference.

 Here is the number to my door,
To The World beyond. 

For Fragment competition
2nd September 2013


Details | Free verse | |

Tangled Vines

Getting through the jungle is not so easy when I have to contend with tangled vines. Swinging through the trees used to be a breeze, but now they are growing every which way. I don’t have a clue about how I got here, but Jane is always by my side each day. Civilization? I have no idea of its meaning. I can’t explain these objects flying overhead. Are those the things people use to get there? July 2, 2013


Details | Verse | |

A Grand Design




And when the seed has been nurtured
and sunlight grace adorn

And when all is said of wisdom
and love has persevered in song

Where each prayer has fallen upon the fields
and completion has granted a dream

a feast of God's promise shall rise above
in a breath of eternity...




Details | Rhyme | |

Abide in the Light

You abide in the light
I’ll miss you…when you venture off at night 
Don’t forget me…
Don’t discard me…
Don’t leave me…   

Forgive me for drifting away from you… 

Please forgive me…
Please don’t ignore me…
Hear my pleas…don’t turn the other direction…
Run with me…into heaven’s light

I’ve given you my soul…
I’ve shared with you my melody
I’ve fed you until you were full…
I’ve healed you when you were under the weather…
I’ve tried to bring us back together

You hang on the rope of hope
I’ll rely on you…I’ll cling to you… 
You saved me from subsiding into the obscure abyss

Don’t reject me…
Don’t depart from me…
Don’t release me…

Respect me for who I’ve become
Please respect me…
Honor my presence 
Protect me from any sort of harm  
Is it in your nature to relieve my anguish? 

I’ve been driven away by my affliction 
I’ve set you free from Egypt…and lead you to the Promise Land 
Have you forgotten my affection? 
I’ve tried to empathize what you’re going through – I’ve gave you a helping hand
Don’t you understand? Will you ever understand? 

You abide in the light 
I’ll miss you…when you depart from my heart
Don’t forget me…
Don’t discard me…
Don’t mourn for me… 

Forgive me for wishing for your absence…
Please forgive me…
Please don’t give up on me…
Hear my side of the story… don’t turn the other direction…

I’m still training for perfection    

Run with me…until we arrive at home 
Hold my hand and we’ll take divine flight 
I’ve cherished you for so long
I’ve lead you to my home town – 
Do you remember where you and I belong?

I’ve given you my trust…
I’ve shared with you my dreams
You’re an apple to my eye

You were my angel of grace, promising concord –
Bestowing blessings upon me 
Your vitality never wears off…

You were my lamp – 
Glowing with serenity and elation
Tranquilizing my mind from despair and unease

I’ll never regret…meeting you that magnificent night 
I knew that that was love at first sight
The moment you stepped foot into the light 


Details | Prose Poetry | |

The Land of The Living

Face the west. 
Face the stone and turn your back on your chains.

A wraith you arrived, but now life overflows with every ragged breath.

Let your heart brim with resolve, your eyes with the mountain and wake from the dream.

Your legs be your escape, fill them with your ambition. 
Bend the world on it’s side with your will and ascend Jacob’s Ladder.

Gently kindle the cold flame of fear to lend your hand a mighty aspect, and squeeze life itself from the ancient stone.

A hold secure -- your anchor to the living, relinquished reluctantly for another a little further up.

Ascend till the mountain speaks: "No higher can I bear you mortal." "Take your prize and share this lonely view with me awhile."

Pride swells as the turn of your head commands reality's scope.

This is your Triumph. 
The summit -- your chariot. 
The wind -- your anthem. 
The mountain -- your charioteer, whispers: "Memento Mori."

A few moments of freedom and then like the doppleganger of all western heroes, face the east, turn your back to the setting sun and descend.

The journey is only half finished. Bear out your exhausted dounemount to it's conclusion and reluctantly leave the land of the living.

Home is a place you can only visit between your slumbers.
God preserve me in my sleep that I might wake once more.


Details | Narrative | |

The Sea Blue Eyes I

Once in a while I meet a person whose eyes tell their story
The story is like the sky reflection on the seas of glory
The eyes are all the wonder of the world
It sees the future, past, and present
The eyes give us knowledge of the world and reflection
The reflection of sadness and weakness of each creature
The wonder of each individual being has a present
To the world who has lots of false images
To arise the moment of that one glance
To follow the heart in romance
Just the reflection that gather in your eyes of blue
What a man and a woman should view
Life is such a pain without stopping to see each eyes
Its like roses you have to enjoy each passion in side
When that moment collides with mind and heart
Nothing in your soul can keep your love apart
Join in the fun look in every eyes of a person beside
With passion and romance I bet you, you would cry
The luster of all the things to come
A bounty of life long needs to be given by just the wonders of the eyes
The blue seas reflects the different depths of our feelings
And it should become revealing
Come to your senses with ravaging hormones of lust
The sea can take you and even the reflection in the eyes of the person
The beauty is not held by one it is held by everyone
Such looks with fear for no relief
Is almost a dreadful part in our human nature
Beware of what can happen when emotions are held
Held to the core of an individual
No such thing is kindness when you find yourself in the Sea Blue Eyes
Calling in your soul by just looking
With ignorance you play around with such futile emotion
Gush away the fear and do not go insane with life so dear
The grasp of the titans comes to reveal
The evil within your heart is so obscenely noticed
You want the sea and you want those eyes to look at you with wishes
The rage in the heart are waves that cannot stop 
It pushes and pushes with no regret
The heart falters and there is only one thing in your mind
The idea of one soul to be with is the ocean 
The rifts that is trying to break to end the wants of desire
Cannot be trusted in a human lier
The beauty of man is destruction 
The beauty of women are commands
The eyes of each does not matter in the sea
Because all emotion and desire is given to those who are true
Command of a person is just one thing 
The desire to destroy is another
The Sea Blue Eyes will see no bother cause it bares it all
Even the utmost desire
To be continue.


Details | Prose Poetry | |

Lovely Birds Life

Birds are happy pleased I swear
They are satisfied 
Homes in the trees
Early in the morn, hungry they go
At sunset, full they come
Every day is a festival
They talk birdsong
Daytime among verdure and flowers
Raindrops their showers
Sleeping on time
Healthy they are
No impression nor vigil
Marriage in a minute
No money
No mine nor yours
Just fly to get things
All things are free
The land is wide
The sky is wider
Wake up and fly! 
 


Details | Free verse | |

A Young's Love

A fish in his own pride 
And agony up and down 
He jumps.

With a draw of desperation
Cover him with blue water and sand
Share day after day a young’s dream.

In many ways he tries
The summer’s sun went through
Wandering on behind the trees speaking love where have you brought me
An unseen soul replies and the young fisherman 
Let the fish to swim through it!


Details | I do not know? | |

My Countless Wishes -Part 2-

I wish
To demolish my sorrow…
I wish
To forget the despair and gleefully grow…
To forgive and seek the challenges of tomorrow…
My downfalls and my failures…
I wish
To disappear
I wish
I had no fear…
For God’s near…
I wish
I could be a cheetah in the grassland
I wish
To store all of my energy for an evening run…I’d never give up in the process
I wish
My whole spirit could simply sponge in God’s nature and make great progress
And I truly wish
I could stick to my daily plans of building a sturdier relationship with God 
I wish
I had the merriness in my life especially during hardships…

My countless wishes
Brings me down to my weakest point…
My countless wishes
Overthrows me…but it helps me in the long run…

I wish I could forgive 
My daily regrets and breakdowns
I wish I could forget
My despondency – embracing my frowns 

I wish
To live a life without error
Without a care
I wish
To be flawless when I make my everyday decisions
And scare away 
The darkness that tries to make me give up
I wish
I had more time to overcome…
These waves of emotions

My countless wishes
Brings me down to my disheartened state…
My countless wishes
Are like walls from every direction closing in on me…
But it’s a convenient tool in the future…

I wish
I could be live in someone else’s shoes…
But what good would it do?
Would it lead me to the narrow pathway?
Would it inspire me to push all of my doubts away? 
Would it push away the blues?
Could He give me any clues?


Details | Free verse | |

The Night of Unleavened Bread

Matzos slip into their mouths
Voices project merrily...tonight is
The night of Unleavened Bread

Lamb and other delicious
Meats and veggies... satisfies our taste buds 
What a splendid night it is!

Wine's brewin' in our wine cups
The dinner table - creates pleasant talk 
During this meaningful night

There's moments of quietude 
When it comes to de-leavening our lives
But, there's moments of gladness

On this night of peacefulness
Cheesecake - a delightful treat to savor 
During this night of pure bliss


Details | Free verse | |

Sponge

Its effects run in you
Always through you
And when you’re not careful,
It can go all the way down
If you clench it hard enough
It almost squeezes back
Ripping at your everything.

In the moment it wrenches you
And you play dead for a while
Until you’re back to reality
And it releases your smile.
It’s not as bad as you thought
You’re not as bad as you thought.
Squeeze yourself,
Releasing all that needs to be said and done
Tempt yourself
For you’re not the only one.

Inside it feels like heaven
And you’re tempted to look inside
If you do, you’ll have to rip at it
Is the cost worth the price for knowledge?
It’s opened…
You see everything
But like a child, the gift of sight is blinding
You’re scared of this new beauty
You can’t understand 
There’s an adjustment with time
And you feel alive.
If you accept it’s will
The rest will come full circle,
Don’t lose your battle
For the worst thing that comes 
Is happiness, beyond good judgment…


Details | Free verse | |

Freedom writes

Freedom sings in the nature of things.

Warm gusting winds. 

Bash against the leaves  of a tree.

It makes a sound purposely calming to the ear.

Beneath the trees roots do grow.

Freely and free.

Free burning flames of the sun blind the eye.

As free roaming clouds set free the sky.

Plants of the earth dances.

Its partner the free blown breeze.

Hump back whales jump above the sea.

Are you as free as nature and its unpredictable course of dances.

Can you stare into the free burning flames of the sun?

A stare of freedom,the sun has won.

Will your eyes stay open,like wildly free tides that hit the sands.

Stroll with me in freedoms steps

A freedom nature kept.

Pick up a pen and set its ink free.

Or use your blood on paper and set your self free.

Many say they love to write free poem verses,but they erase and cross out their free poetic verses.Oh come write with me on natures freedom leaves.Let free blown breeze run up your sleeves. 

Erasing and crumbling paper, a freedom tease

Borrow  my free pen and freedoms keys

                        Oh freedom.
                        Oh freedom.
                        Oh freedom 
                           please.

A free flowing freedom cant freeze,nor cease

Take my pen and write with ease.

No crumbling,no erasing. 

                            Just freedom please


Details | Free verse | |

Whoever you are I love you

No misleading innuendo, the universe will crescendo, 
tuning the hearts of all resuming the art of fall and proceeding rise, 
for when one die's so does part of another, 
and for every father and mother there was one before, 
so the chore's of life are waiting to to be adorned, 
hearts need cleaning and the trash you've carried from the past can be deceiving, 
so recycle the waste from your life and keep pace with what's right in your heart, 
do your part and soon you will determine how far your definition of being a person takes you, find out what it takes to 
attempt and not resent your chance to try, 
for someone who never does is the exact reason why, 
most people don't think love is worth it, 
so they lay alone and keep the words with, the emotion behind staying still, 
believe what your heart asks praying will come true, 
and the pain for no reason won't numb too, 
it will transgress from seem-less to life like the phoenix, 
your free will shall be owned by no man, 
but be aware of the applications program, 
they construct tools to abduct your imagination, 
they've found ways of attracting our natural fixations, 
but be calm, you hold the world in the palm of your hands, 
we lover's have plans for a peaceful world, 
but only if you believe me, only if you're willing to stand up to the greedy 
and put an end to oppression, upon my own reflection I find perfection from what's within us being exactly what we see around us, 
stop waiting the god's have already found us,
 they are wondering why we continue doing what hurts, 
and remaining thinking life is just a curse.. 
but if we do nothing and wait we will be much to late for harmonious fate, 
do your part and give gratitude, our earth depends on your attitude 
no matter where your longitude or latitude is, 
my absolute wish is for all to be loved, and when you look above 
to the stars shining, know that light is reminding 
of what will triumph over dark, for the tree of life has merely chipped its bark, 
find what you love and find what you're willing to prove, wishing the world would change for peace, please remember I do too.


Details | Free verse | |

Seed Of Love

Tiny seeds germinate
Fresh roots sprout
New life is born!
The weeds come for free
As every beautiful rose
Has it's thorns!
Growing tall, against all odds
Growing towards the light
Laying our roots deep
Staying strong, yet flexible
We are a tree of life
Or the seed in the ground
We are 'one' of the same!


Details | Free verse | |

Happiness is only real when shared

I fell in love with the way the sun weighed on my shoulders
while the sweet Alaskan air tore at my skin
I fell in love with the innocent song of birds and the quiet marching of ants
I fell in love with the serenity of the lakes, the mystic of the moon and the bright stars in the night sky
I fell in love with the intimidation and secrecy of the trees, the sharp caress of pine needles 
I fell in love with the gentleness of the snow, the purity of the way it veiled every branch
I fell in love with each every jagged rock, in all their density and seriousness
I fell in love with the powerful echo of my own exclamation
I fell in love with that beautiful bus, the most serene of shelters, the only thing that I will ever call home
I fell in love with the admirable coexistence of peaceful animals
I fell in love with the lush abundance of green and the organic beauty of dark soil
I fell in love with the wilderness, the untouched garden of Eden, the seductive charm of unadulterated nature, 
I fell madly in love with it all. 
But I fell in love alone. 
Perfection of this magnitude deserves to be known by every single man.
I made the mistake of over looking the fact
that happiness,
is only real when shared. 


Details | Free verse | |

Africa II

Little girl standing tall
High above
What told of mighty fall
The world is lost
No hope no trust
But in dark country
In to solid stone
Home is cast

Bright fiery sunsets
Vivid starlit nights
Jackal calls
Lion roar
Little girl 
At peace with world

Sun dried earth
Mighty beasts
No defeat
Just voiceless rumbles
Mighty and strong
Little girl no longer stumbles

Running wild along with beasts
Feet barely touching worldly deceit
Scorching African sun
Beating down
Freedom finally found

Little girl stares into made flames
Seeing old life old thoughts
Smiling at her untamability

Little girl standing tall
Arms outstretched
Face lifted to heaven
Drenched in new life
Sacredly touched
Finally safe
Thanking The Creator
For His amazing grace


Details | Rhyme | |

Wild Heart

A wild thing at heart,
untameable at best.
Going insane in cages,
locked away, no rest.
Fleeing into the wind,
the forest calling out.
Run away from cities,
far beyond a doubt.
Skim across the sea,
lost inside the forest.
Free the raging heart,
it always was the fastest.


Details | Bio | |

Be Ye Verdana

Be Ye Verdana?



Flit and fly
Fly high, by an’ by
Be, who you bee?
Why would you want to be a bee?
Being a busy bee buzzing with words
Before you be like a buzz word
Black gold on green
Stripes sure to be seen
Never fumble humble bumble
Verdana just be writing somethin’
So who you be?
Verdana honey, Bee?


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Imagine

If all the things I have right now were taken away and I had nothing left I would fantasize about nature and how beautiful it is. I would imagine that I was swinging on an old tire swing in front of a river. In the river were little ducks and I would go feed them. In my life right now I don’t think of nature that way. I think if my freedom was taken away I wouldn’t take it for granted the way I do and I would know how much it actually means to me. I would also imagine my family getting together for my family reunion. We would usually have them in September. My aunt would make her fancy white cake topped with chocolate drizzle. My grandma always made her jello cake; I still don’t know exactly how she makes it. The others would bring KFC, at least three boxes full of chicken and fries. All the kids would sit together and play games and laugh as we threw food at one another. We would have a game where the kids lined up from age 1 to age 13 and you would get to pick a prize appropriate for your age. I would always get stuck with bath soap and tooth brushes.I take a lot of ordinary things for granted and I think a lot of people do but they won’t admit it. Sometimes I even take life and my freedom for granted. I think that if maybe we wouldn’t take things for granted like the trees or our freedom that maybe our lives would be a lot better and things wouldn’t happen the way they do. I have lived long enough to know that it won’t happen, nothing happens the way you want it to. Just a few months ago I lost my grandma and I couldn’t do anything to help her. I took all of the things she did for granted and now that she’s gone I miss her. She used to make this tuna casserole, it was just amazing but I never told her just how much she meant to me. I think if I would have told her that more then I wouldn’t feel so guilty or depressed that she is gone. I never told her what I needed to. If people could use the words of John Lennon “Imagine Peace” and actually think about it then maybe the world wouldn’t have to end because there wouldn’t be any enemies, murders, drugs, none of the bad things would have happened. If we could have just accepted everyone around us for who they are and known that one day we all have to die, we could have stepped back from it all and said I had a good life and I don’t regret any of it. I think it’s no good to step back from something and tell yourself that you could have done something to prevent it.


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Perch

It isn't long before I begin to realize
how even from the beginning
the eyes seek out distances,
the weightlessness within the stride,
the satellite built in memory
that almost leaves me to part from these feet;

when bones begin to splinter,
click and creak inside of me
from ankle to wrist--
hip sliding out of place--
like a tired pedestal,
veins snapped from their straight posture,
as the surge inside me slows.

The ceremonies are always the heaviest,
people gathered, hand-linked
just long enough to know
that cells have shut down,
a liver drowns,
and the heart is a temeramental organ;

death becomes an affair of the flesh
as I leave an oxidated streak in time,
a frenetic unseen,
pieces of me 
fallen to the ground--
hair, flesh, bone.




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Divine Mind

The divine mind behind design is shining, climbing through skies to you to try to nicely cry for you to incline your ear to fear the lord. You cant afford to cut a cord without pouring your soul towards its ultimate goal which is the fulfilling role of knowing and growing closer to God. all other goals are only Lucifer's fraud. so nod your head and prepare for the wed which is said in Matthew 25 so Christ ensures you stay alive. this seed will thrive on guided open ground as is found in the account of hidden treasures found.


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Fly


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fly in freedom to home or away from captivity in search of new destiny along with thousands high above clouds and to rest and nest in trees below fly in freedom 

fly
fly, in freedom 
fly, to home or away 
fly, from captivity 
fly, in search of 
fly, new destiny 
fly, along with thousands 
fly, high above clouds 
fly, and to rest and 
fly, nest in trees 
fly, below 
fly in freedom 
fly



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my 1 wish tat can be only completed in afterlife

have u ever felt like diving in water and den flying outta it like a dolphin ?
have u ever felt like jumping off a cliff and imagine tat u wont fall but lay slow on the green carpet below??
have u ever felt like entering a green canopy and know that no thorn can bruise you?
have u ever felt like jus 1s god jus 1s if I cud be only a soul and not a body?
ever felt like simply dissolving?????


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Terra Firma

Woodland lane, woodland lane 
Before a lantern's burning flame
Trimmed become Strong limbs that made 
arches along the way

And echoed in this abbey's hall 
Sounds of leaves that swayed
In ethereal resemblances
Of things heaven laced

Till gently came 
an evening air 
to leave me as a child bare
Abandoned by the guide -

Through which might have 
remained unseen 
the workmanship of God

But that my hand had clutched a rock
and knew no change to it did mark 
And heard the songs of leaves untouched 
I drew a breath in ease 

Then allowed the rock its place
And went unhindered by the light 
Along the woodland lane


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Inertial Freedom

Nothing but breath - wind - whistling in your nose,

Leaf of fire gliding on air to your footfalls

          Toes timed to your inhales

          Exhales

Ever-moving in rhythm with 

          Everything.


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Weed

In the earth, I plant this weed
A magnificent plant indeed
Given refuge when in need
Taken away from the pain I bleed

In the earth, I plant this weed
High spirits for such a seed
Future well with Godspeed
Those who know, are those who read

In the earth, I plant this weed
An autumn moon takes the lead
Holding my breath I precede
Taking the chance, to succeed

~Leonard Napierskie


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how we're supposed to be, goodone

I know the key is to feel every thought

as I’m looking at the reeds

the grass

the water

peaceful oneness

I’m looking at how it’s supposed to be

how I’m supposed to be

how you’re supposed to be

how we’re supposed to be.


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ADIOS

Someday I would want to be living in the entire world not just one place
Someday I would want to dissolve in water and not just be swimming
Someday I would want to evaporate and not just be flying
Till that day, as every other I am living


Someday I would want to rest and not just be sleeping
Someday I would want to know and not just be aware
Someday I would want to exist and not just be evolving
Till that day, as every other I am questing  

Someday I would want it to be over
Someday I would want it to start
Someday I would want to go on and the next, stop
Yet every day I move ahead, as opens yet another clog  


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From Cocoon to A Butterfly

From a cocoon to a butterfly, I am transformed for heaven. Just when it seems life is over, A new immortal life I’m given. What happens to me on earth Is totally up to God, So I’ll remain surrendered To the path He wants trod. If I should die here, God gives me a new life. He knows that I trust Him, Through good times and strife. When in the cocoon It seems all is lost. But then I’m a butterfly, Transformed at God’s cost. From a cocoon to a butterfly Is a journey of unknown. Faith is what’s needed To receive wings like a crown. I surrender each breath To my Father up above; Just like the butterfly, Depend upon His wisdom and love. So when in the cocoon Just be patient and still. For soon you’ll be a butterfly With such freedom to fill. You’ll know the joy Of love and great peace. Trust God for the process; Your wings of freedom to release. Copyright © Maureen LeFanue 2008-2012 www.maureenlefanue.com [coming soon]