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MY POEMS

.                         ‘Violin’ was written on a soft dark velvet night,
                As I drifted - in the dreams -  of the flickering -  candle light;
           Ne’er pre-planned -  nor pondered - nor was she - pre-conceived,
        She came from deep within me, appearing  on the screen,
               As did my favorite poem - my darling ‘Cannon Lee’.

                ‘The Love of a Gentlemen’ -  and ‘Where the Heart Resides,’
                   Came from treasured memories - I tried to keep alive;
                   With words - chosen carefully - to create solidity,
                          I brought them back to life - to live eternally,
                  In vivid hues - more beautiful - than all the autumn leaves.

                   Others - fell like drops of dew  - from flying fingertips,
           That raced across the keyboard  - in hopes they wouldn’t miss,
                The chance to share the beauty - my eyes now fell upon,
           Through the kitchen window  - across the river -  and beyond,
            Where fields of liquid diamonds - glistened in the early dawn.

                    Others came in metaphors -  disguising secrets held;
                      To painful in reality - for me to ever tell. 
                ‘The Rose and the Thorn’ -  poured herself upon the page,
                     A sonnet of over-whelming grief  - rising up from hidden rage,
                         Releasing me forever - from my gilded cage.
                                           
                                                     ~~~~~

                        These poems I write - come day come night,
                                  Come candle or come neon light,
                       Come wind, come rain, come joy, come pain,
                They are the life - the Great Creator -  breathed in me;
                                         They are my breath! 
                                          They are my poetry!

                                                      ~~~~~


                               Author:  Elaine George
                               Written:  January 13th, 2010

Inspired by:  Deborah Guzzi's contest 'How Do You do It - How do you write your poems'?
PLACED: SECOND

Authors Note:  This poem was written on route to Bath, North Carolina via Ferry 
crossing.  It was written on a note-pad from the' Hampton Inn' and transferred 
to my lap-top after returning to Swansborro.


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Loneliness

There was a knock on my door
It was you
Never expected guest
Loneliness


Feride SERIN

çeviri : Songül Aynali


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Lady Loneliness

I am the ghost of heartaches past
  I'm love's dark contrast

          That empty seat
            Beside you when you eat

                   The tear stains on your pillow case
                     I'm that new wrinkle on your face.

I am the gremlin of "What if?"
  If you catch my drift

          Who's biggest theme
             Is to haunt all your dreams

                   I'm that loud echo in your life
                    That constant nagging extra strife.

I am that cold spot in your bed
  I'm words left unsaid

          I'm anger won
            I'm promises undone
      
                   I'm that thing left to chance
                     I'm Lady Loneliness..... 
                       Would you care to dance?


                                                Timothy I. Brumley


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whispered wishes (revised)

Come out, I whisper, come out peek softly from your veil of clouds, grace the velveteen sky with your glow Speak to me your tales of woe, of lovesick souls in search of hearts, lost in the labyrinth of desire... then show me there is Hope ...Enchanted midnight moon ...of which the Moon whispers back... Step out from the shadows, step out bravely bask in my borrowed light, fill the night air with your hope Sweetly sing to me your wishes of love, of ill-fated hearts to find their soulmates, alive from the abyss of despair... and I'll tell you all is not lost ...Courageous, faithful soul
** 2009. this was originally written separately, but decided to try out combining them in 1 poem...:)


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BALM FOR THE SOUL

I reached out for you once again
after eons of pretence, snobbish disregard 
and plain neglect.
Yes I reached out, not with strong steady arms 
that usually attend others
but with emasculated courage and battered pride.
Yes indeed I sought  you.

I summoned you dear one
from the far far seas where to sail I had cast you
and had briskly walked away
to find solace in another's arms.
So now I sought a vantage point
from whence I could peer
into the darkening horizon
to see your approaching mast.
Yes I did indeed summon you, indeed I did.

Yes I called out for you 
to attend me from the depths I had banished you
when life to me had smiled like the morning dew.
Yes indeed I called you,
to serve me in rhythm and imagery
to fill my plate with tone and hue
and soothe me with your rhyms in rhythm.
Yes call you I did, I really did.

So now I lie in the warmth of your words
like a lover cuddled in embrace
as you stroke my erstwhile desolate state
with the stroke of your flowing stanza's
and my heart you've now lulled to a soothing calm
with the rhythm of your crafted lines.
Yes indeed I reached out for you, 
for I missed you.


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Momentary Mistress.

We touched for a moment
From across the room
Eternity silenced
Discrete
As only eyes allow

Paralyzed here
Standing in yen
Yearning
And somehow fearful
I turn away

If I held valiance 
Crass and fiery
I would dare to you
Though not today
I am of frailty’s ire

Flames of forbidden desire
That is you
A rare beauty of youth
Luminous
Unquenchable light

I am lost and aged tonight
Brazen solitude
Afraid to look in your eyes
Fearing the burn
Of desire fulfilled

Heavy heaves in my chest
In a sigh of defeat
Up the empty pathway
I move on
Unwilling…unchanged


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WAKE UP WORLD

HELLO WORLD I SEE YOU SHINING IN THE CLEAR BLUE SKY WAITING FOR THE CLOUDS TO CRY.

OH WORLD I KNOW THAT YOU HAVE NO CONTROL OVER WHAT HAPPENS TO YOU WITH ALL THE POLLUTION GOING ON INSIDE AND ALL AROUND YOU.

YOUR BEAUTY IS FADING AWAY WITH ALL THE VIOLENCE AND POLLUTION IN YOUR SURROUNDINGS.

I NEVER EXPECTED YOU TO COME TO THIS CONCLUSION BUT ONE DAY YOUR BEAUTY WILL SHINE ONCE AGAIN.

NO MORE GREEDY POLITICIANS,CROOKED MINISTERS OR CRIMINALS.

YOU WILL SHINE WITH RIGHTEOUS PEOPLE INSIDE OF YOU WHO WILL NEVER HARM YOU AND WILL LET YOUR BEAUTY FLOW WITH THE RIVERS.

PEACE AND HARMONY WILL SURROUND YOU IN ALL THAT YOU WERE MEANT FOR.

SO WAKE UP WORLD DO YOU SEE WHAT YOU ARE DOING TO MOTHER EARTH SHE IS CRYING ON THE INSIDE AND SCREAMING ON THE OUTSIDE FOR HER CHILDREN TO LOVE AND BE IN UNITY.


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This Day

This is a day that I could have really done without,
Saying you love me and do this to me hurts no doubt.
   Day  after day I pray that you will please stop,
What pain you've caused me has taken all I've got .
   I love you and adore you but it seems not to matter,
Still you continue to hurt me leaving my heart shattered.
   You come to me with words I have only  dreamed ,
But what they were meant for was to hurt me it seems .
    Never  have I seen a woman with so much hate ,
Taking revenge on me by disrespecting me till it hurts.
    True I have  waivered with my troubles with trust,
The one thing thats important and this is a must.
     There are no more words or sayings that will ever work,
I have tried everything  I know giving it all that its worth .     
     To the day I die I will never understand why ,
The woman I love does everything to make me cry .
     So this my dream to be forever with you ,
Is only nightmares for me  and dying is all I can do.
     This a day I surely could do without.
TAC


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The Highway

People travel me from far and wide
Cars, vans, trucks, people inside

Going places around the globe
I help them on my open road

Winding up and down the hills
Some stop to see ocean spills

Police surveying people’s speed
So, the traveler’s better take heed

I have ramps for people to exit their space
Of final destination or resting place

I am the highway that has some strife
Looking for my exit to start a new life

If I could find it, I could begin again
Just like these travelers when they come to their end.

©Holly P. Moore
   December 2012


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The Transformation of Word

Letters turn into words.....While words turn into understanding with meaning,some 
you've never heard....
Sentences turn into stories....As stories fill our hearts and mind...slowly...
 seducing thoughts letter by letter, word by word, line by line...
Words floating around in my head it's like they just won't quit...
I find meaning in everything,  from the very first letter that any word has in it....
So for me writing is like my souls transformation into words... 
Into a personal sense of freedom and levels of self expression in ways yet to be 
heard....
It's so beautiful to me...That when I open my eyes I am able to see....
That life forms all type of letters into words into sentences into stories into my mind 
into my being into my heart into me...    
Chapters of love, pain, passion, lose ,success,pleasure, deceit, and envy....
The effects are astonishing and I've been blessed to see, The world's soul 
transformed into words into life into POETRY....


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On My Eighty Fifth Birthday


On My Eighty Fifth Birthday

Another Birthday…I’m still alive
Never thought that I’d survive
To the ripe old age of Eighty Five!
But here I am…feisty still
Even though I’m over the hill!
Don’t count me out...Don’t ring that bell
I’m still here and raising hell!

Had a few blimps along the way
But I’m not leaving, I’m here to stay
Still have plans…I’m not done yet
I may do things I may regret
But I’ll have fun doing it
You can bet!

It matters not how old  you are
You can dream your dream
Or follow your star
Your flesh may fail you
Your steps may be slow
More and more wrinkles start to show
But there is one thing I surely know

A  man isn’t judged by how he looked
Or the size of his fortune or pocketbook
The greatest legacy he leaves behind
Isn’t intelligence or a fertile mind
But the love he gave to his family and friends
A heart full of love always transcends
Fame and fortune in the end 

So Happy Birthday again to me
How many more…..?
We’ll just have to see
In the meantime friends
You’ll be hearing from me!

Copyright©2013 Beatrice Boyle	
(All rights reserved)


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It's In the Jeans

squeeze in here baby girl
I’ll mold that tummy fat
[I’m a churning urn] I'll grab that behind, hold it tight
sculpt those stretch marks, just right 

come here lad, I'll turn those marbles blue  
turn those knuckles white [no that’s not a rocket]

they'll chew a strategic hole 
through that shredded cotton cord
bend over,   your fertile galley
and climb on board

yeah, I'll show off your rear entry
let them see [the crack of dawn]
what we can see	unseemly, yet

even the poor are marked by my geas
let me squeeze you lads and ladies
naw, it's not disgusting
please


* jeans which are too tight are annoying ;)
to those in them and those looking at them!



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Beautiful Inside and Out

Hello world here I am this is how it is going to go you accept me for who I am or you are not.

I am a child of God and I know for a fact that he made me in his own special way.

So sick and tired of people saying what is beautiful and what is not.

I am like a rose so delicate, soft and beautiful I shine like the sun with that special glow.

So sick and tired of the magazines saying that I have to be a size in order to be accepted.

I have to look like a movie star I have to have big breasts, a flat stomach and a big butt.

In order to be called beautiful I am a goddess anyhow I am a queen who shines with the stars who glows with the moon and who is beaming like the sun.

I am who I am and I refuse to change for anyone they are going to have to accept me for who I am or they are going to have to keep it moving.

I love who I am in this skin I am in this skin I shine in this skin I glow in this skin I am a child if God.


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Wait For Me

You wish to possess me
I am the embodiment of your dreams
Yet I remain elusive
I tease you
I allow you to hold me but not for long
The smell of me intoxicates you
You work night and day and still I am not yours
I am promised to another
Others are living their dreams
Why are you left in poverty?
You are told I can not bring health or happiness.
It feels like a lie.
Wait for me
I will fill your pockets one day
Honest work does pay
If you have patience
I will not run away
Do not sacrifice to much in the pursuit of me
You need less of me than you imagine
I am but one gift that you will receive.

First attempt at personification, hopefully I got it right.


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DAY DREAMER

Eyes wide open, facing a turbulent world. 
A few panting breathes inward, 
followed by a blink or two, 
leading to breaking news, 
stunned,and numb; 
non-believing, 
all the while, 
awake, 

DREAMING.


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Conium


With airy moves the thinker tried to gulp
one more full glass of the potent liquor,
'das zould bee iit', he said, in English calque,
'afta zis bottle I'll be a quitter'.

His mind analyzed why Socrates drunk,
instead of this pure nectar, conium,
He started writing knowing he would flunk,
and his pen's gems would be zirconium.

He drunk and gargled the eighty proof gold,
in his blurred vision Philipp Lenard laughed,
and Karl Max Plank's postulate did unfold
quantized integration calculus' craft.

He wondered if the philosopher's norm
that electromagnetic energy,
could solely emit in quantized form,
was the discovery of last century.

(You know in zis vorld ze gut schnapps is rare,
like slivovitz und aquavit und kirsch),
he read somewhere from drinks to be aware,
- 'Chain nuclear reactions' book of Frisch,

Outraged he saw the drink's surface descend,
with airy moves he called the liquor store,
Maxwell's equations started to blend,
through electrodynamics slept with snore.

© 02-09-2013, G. V., All Rights Reserved
(rhyme)
(a poem against excessive alcohol consumption)

Sponsor: Sheri Fresonke Harper
Contest: Personifying Science
Placement: 3rd


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Empress Crown As Queen

I am going on a trip because I need to spend a week away from these aspects.

Don’t burn that money.

Don’t waste it either.

I’ll spend it on something that I dislike.

It may be a venture but since I have spent my money, I can get high.

Clip art are my drawings and they are of beautiful megabits.

I think I am superfly so I play Rock & Roll all night.

Madness 

Sheer excitement 

Escape to the highest heights of my imagination is when I know who I am and where I have been

Little am I and my jeans are tight.

With my big tits, I walk as if I am filled with sexual desire.

I see myself and smile.

My empire.

I’m feeling something that is so real.

I knew, if I lost focus, I lose my inner being.

So I give self a darn bulge, know that this is my world; therefore, I don’t lose the sensation.

The impression I give is that of confidence.

Self-asserted and assured, I moving up to finer things.

Handsome is the day and the night falls so lovely.

But I need to see what’s mine.

I need to see what belongs to me.

Strikingly, I find that I own so many priceless images.

A landscape I may pick to be serenity.

Or, a portrait is nice for the stillness.

I’ll plant a flower field to enjoy the contentment.

Equanimity is a silent panic.

I am just a being of the higher intelligence.

The noise is a clamor that does not last.

I will be the uproar of happiness.

Such a pleasure to have told you this.

If you want a replica, you may do the same.

That is joy in a virtual domain.

No more is the chance than any other government.

I have ruled this empire as long as I can remember.

Directions are easily to follow.

If you fail, I will not fail mines because all are downloadable.

I do not share my empirical secrets.

I am a régime of systems.

Simulated by thoughts that is pure.

Only I can be the downloader.


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Loves Destination




***********

     A Unique
        - And -
   Secure
Gravitational Pull
     Upon...
The Earth's surface
     And to all
        Of it's
Inhabitants'
With redeeming life
        Flowing....
     With.....a
Cause for freedom
To set Thee free....


             Poet Author
             Gary Fields


copyright Apr2012
poetrysoup.com


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A Look Inside

I look into the mirror of my soul
And an image does unfold.
Is this really me
This creature that I see?

When did I open the gate
For this demon known as hate?
When did I let envy in
With all his other kin?

With all these demons living there
I have no room to spare.
If love should knock upon my door
I'd have to put him on the floor.

It won't take these demons long
To sing that fellow's death song.
They'd walk on him both night and day
If he should try to stay.

This hate must be a parent thing
Breeding many negative offspring.
Hate and envy, strong or mild
Which is father? Which is child?

I must evict these trespassers.
They've got to look for other pastures.
I'll send them all away today
I'll not put up with such as they.

Alright hate, I'll start with you
You seem to be big man in this crew
You go find some other place to lurk
And do your dirty work.

Don't forget to take the others with you
I want nothing more to do
With you, your friends or your relations.
None of you had invitations.

I don't remember how or when you came
But I know how you play your game.
I have studied your book of rules
And I also know your tools


You wear many masks to disguise
Yourself from human eyes.
Like a chameleon, you change your hue
To blend in any view.

Hurry up and go.  I've got work to do
Cleaning up this mess after you.
If love should stop by here some day
I'll have a decent place for him to stay


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Birth of a Poet

The animals know better than us. The rain has never poured so loudly in a key so soft.
To the front, the sailing of city buses and mini vans cruising across in this weather makes the water underneath their tires sound like the street is crying out for 5 more minutes of sleep. Up above, the trees are protecting a nest of baby blue jays before they get washed away by the silence of their mother not being there. But with sky blue young spirits, and small empty stomachs, they keep hope alive in the fact that even children know storms and struggles don’t last forever.
Below the trees, nature has found a name to call it’s own. From the hole dug by the little boy next door, a family of three foxes have named human nature sanctuary, and burrowed their problems into the sediment to rest for a while.
To the side of the hole, a flock of ducks are swimming in the water with eyes open wide enough to where you can see their loyalty to love one another rushes wild.
To the right of the pond, caged up in a man made blanket, and lost in his own mind, is the boy. From what he remembers, last night was like a train accident; A head on collision of two people he could’ve sworn he saw holding hands just the other day. He hears the sound of plates shattering in C-minor, and the chorus of words that his parents screamed in F-sharp, so he imprisoned himself in his own bed sheets, accompanied by the courageous corduroy bear who he swears keeps hearing whisper “everything will be okay.”
It’s raining outside, and the crescendos of screams have been silenced by it’s peaceful security.
The boy, sleeps soundly now. The rain has protected his ears, and guarded his heart from being washed away by all of his nightmares.
He doesn’t care whether he wakes up. The baby blue jay, the resourceful fox and the brave little duck are all he wants to keep dreaming about.
Maybe he’ll run away into the rain? Or maybe into the arms if his mother?, whom he prays he can still recognize. To the left of his bed, he picked up the blank page of his coloring book and a crayon, and became a life long poet in that moment that morning. Taking a deep breath in, and giving a soft breath out, his first sentence was
“The animals know better than us.”


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Who's the Fairest of Them All


In the early morning light…

You stand before me, and slowly disrobe, as you have so many times 
before.
 
Then …for a moment… as you have so many times before…you stare at 
me, not seaming to see me at all, as you wipe the sweat from my face 
with the palm of your hand. 

 Then…for the first time, as if looking for some lost truth you hope to find 
buried in the depth of me, behind the silver mask I wear, you stare at me 
in a way you never have before…Long and hard, until…tears begin to roll 
down your cheek, when…for the first time… you see yourself, as you truly 
are, through my complete indifference.

Written:  August 23, 2014




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Law Of Reciprocity II








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Do you find your-self
With-out a ladder and
    Just don't know
What to do?
      ------
Try the "Law Of Reciprocity" 
Fore only good thing's
Come back to you!
      ------
Be Prudent in all matter's
         - And -
Always' do your part
And always' be care-full
In matters' of the Heart


         Poet Author
         Gary Fields


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Ever Flowing Pen

Oh, ever flowing pen 
I've grown cognizant
You, my only comforting friend, 
Taking me adrift  
Waves of the forbidden sea 
Venturing into territory unmarked, 
That offers a soothing melody 
Caressing, permeates tranquility 
As you rock my restless mind 
Into a delusional bliss  
Unspoken words that dance 
With excitement upon my paper


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THE HYPOCRITICAL CORE






        ********

Is a double standard
  Sense of Judgment
         --------
           The...
Hippocratic Core say's:
         I will also get
       An attitude if
   You mention it!....

            Poet Author
            Gary Fields


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The words in my head

The words in my head are beautiful.
They are dancing cheek to cheek
with Southern legato or London staccato
with Chinese tunes and Xhosa clicks,
with native Dutch, straight from the heart. 

The words in my head are reluctant
to stand in line. They like
to dance and play. They like
to echo inside the skull, infinite
Ping-Pong straight from the heart.

The words in my head come alive,
naked at the stroke of a key.
Ribbons of  red and green show
who’s been good and who’s been bad.
Dots on the screen, straight from the heart.

The words in my head are ready
to face the world. I comb their hair
and clean their nose and wave goodbye
until they disappear around the bend.

One day they will be back, straight to the heart


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Down the Mountain

Trying to come down a mountain you've already conquered is the true test, and it's a hard one. 
Like pouring cheap sanitizer 
over your bloody hands.
The 99.99 that it may kill will not eliminate the painful little hundreth percent of pain that still stands.
But it is necessary.
I can see parts of my past like jagged rocks I've already placed my feet upon once. They remind me of all the times I slipped up cut myself with such failure I never thought I'd move on from. I slide down the mountain's side, hoping that if I fall forward I will be caught by a cloud filled with the heaviness of my old pride. Reminiscing on a cumulus crime trying to piece together where I made the mistake in believing being selfish would ever put me on cloud nine.
It can no longer hold me
like flimsy caution tape failing to hold an overwhelming riot at bay
and down I go with the rain precipitating all my pain away.

At 6'4, my height is pretty easy to see
my mind is pretty difficult to read
And my beliefs are even harder to understand. 
At times I feel having the word 'susceptible' tattooed across my chest would be fitting for me
just so I could be understood by my fellow man.
I heard that 90% of human interaction is nonverbal so 
if I could, without a word I would speak volumes upon volumes of my autobiography and just live the rest of my life shirtless
So that even to the passing stranger, my life story they could comprehend.
Vulnerability at it's finest. 
I learn from experience.

After a long fall, I land close to rock bottom.
The temptation to give up always seems to make camp in front of the exit of freedom. 
I can see two male rams clashing their brains together while making a thunderous noise; the most accurate depiction of brainstorming I've ever witnessed, and an easy way to see that staying stuck at the bottom is a choice. 
There is always something new to learn. 
Something to struggle with up and down the mountain.
What we must learn is to not be ashamed of our struggles, and to instead show how we are victorious through the renewed life we live.


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Law Of Reciprocity




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Do You find your-self
    With-out a ladder
And just don't know
      What to do?
      ------
Try the "Law Of Reciprocity" 
Fore only good thing's come
          Back to You!
      ------
Plant your-self a Seed
And then You shall
        Have a Tree...
      ------
Just give it a little time
And soon you will have three...
     ------
Then You shall be able 
        To climb...
For the very first time...

             Poet Author
             Gary Fields


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Why Should I

Was it enough or was it too much?
Sometimes too fast but always too slow!
God knows that I come with these seeds that grow.
Inside and out I absorb every single touch,
But why should I?
Why should I be the only one that knows?
Stepping through time and sliding back so smooth so I go!
I say I can qualify!
Where was I and why was I there?
Sometimes too obvious but always with doubt!
God knows that I come riding in on a prayer.
I absorb every single touch inside and out,
But why should I? 
Why should I be the only one that cares?
Climbing the highest mountains and sliding down so steep but on a dare!
I say I can magnify!

What did I say and what did I do?
Sometimes too quite but always too loud!
God knows that I come with a gleam that shines so proud.
Inside and out I absorb every single touch by you.
But why should I? 
Why should I be the only one in the crowd?
Walking on water and walking backwards but at least I know how.
I say I can intensify!
Do I want to or do you need me to?
Sometimes I wonder and sometimes I simply don’t care.
God knows that I come standing on a higher sky of blue.
I absorb every single touch by you inside and out with this glare.
But why should I?
Why should I be the only one with this view?
Up in the clouds and aimless but always led by you!
I say, “I SANCTIFY”!


®Registered: 1997  Ann Rich


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LIFE'S JOURNEY

THE TRIALS AND THE TRIBULATIONS THAT WE FACE ARE ALL APART OF THIS JOURNEY CALLED LIFE.

THERE ARE GOING TO BE CLOUDY DAYS AND STROMY NIGHTS.

BUT THROUGH IT ALL THE SUN SHINES THROUGH THE CLOUDS.

THE RAINBOW COMES IN THE NICK OF TIME SO CAN SEE SOMETHING SO BEAUTIFUL AND DIVINE.

THERE ARE LOT OF BUMPY ROADS AND SOME WICKED PEOPLE.

WHAT DOESN'T KILL US MAKES US THAT MUCH STRONGER THAT MUCH WISER THAT MUCH SMARTER.

NOTHING CAN STAND IN MY WAY NOTHING CAN STOP ME FROM MY DESTINY.

THIS JOURNEY IS GOING TO HAVE HIGHS AND LOWS.

SO I AM JUST GOING TO GO WITH THE FLOW.


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TIME

Time, how lovely of you
to sit here with me;

the lake's edge of any entity.

Water     Rock       Sand
all over the land.

Time amiss, in bliss;
time for that
and for this.

Time    Time    Time

Yesterday    Today    Tomorrow

Time, how lovely
of you to sit.


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Elvina, the elusive slyph

this poem is dedicated to Elvina Kuchukova

thy power over wood and water lead me to springs untainted thy music is a bath for the mind thy art is a balm for the eyes oh Elvina you elusive slyph, where shall we meet next? Elvina i long to see your face again with thy hair black as midnight flowing like a river thy face angles like an elf with patience to match thy gentel words show thou troubles and scars yet to my eyes they beauty is everlasting Elvina i thank you thy skin is scarred with lines of flame the burning knife that scarred your skin is no deterent to me for i know the troubles other cause you strength has saved me from the burning knife for this Elvina i thank you you have saved me from myself for this Elvina i thank you may we meet again


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Lady Luck

I am way up,
I am way down,
I am all of the way around.
I am your Lady Luck!
I am right here,
I am right there,
I completely care,
I hold zero fear.
I am always in,
I am always out,
I am here again,
I am Heaven’s great big shout.
I am mother struck,
With Lady Luck!
 
 
© Copyright: Ann Rich   2006


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Life

Life
Freedom Reigns
Surrendering
Into The Power Of Death
That Brings Life
Ressurrection
Discerning The Difference
Between Trial And Attack
Deleting All Delete Buttons
Regretting Nothing
Passion Burning
Accepting The Heat
Laying On More Kindling
Stirring Myself Up
Praying For All That Is 
Displeasing To God Within Me
To Burn
Burn Up
Clothing Myself In White Garments
That The Shame Of My Nakedness
Be Not Revealed
Anointing My Eyes That They May
See
Accepting Truth
Accepting Me
Crushed
Moist With Tears
Moldable In The Potters Hands
I Praise
I Will not Live Again With That
Which Was Meant To Kill Me
It Is Too Late For
Miscarriage
I Will Not Abort
Love Remains


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What is Sefiroth

 Sefiroth
"The Divine Emanation of God"

Unfathomable are His thoughts and reasons
Hidden in His Divine Magisty
Unconditional His Divine Love
With Unmatched Beauty
Death was His Divine Com"Passion"
It was His answer to Divine Judgment  


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Synopsis






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      Their is a day'
When the Mirror
         Of Fate
Has to make a
     Suggestion
       But, whom
  My be sufficient
     To be the Judge.....


            Poet Author
            Gary Fields


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THE HOURGLASS

 

Time drones slowly on 
Each day...an eternity 
Snowflakes change to frozen rain 
Leaving icicles on the tree 

I barely notice spring's approach 
Budding branches on the tree 
Or summer's sun-kissed bounty 
From the garden planted for me 

Fall arrives in all its glory 
Nature's artists on a spree 
Painting glorious colors 
For all the world to see 

I do not see this beauty 
The golden leaves upon the tree 
To me it has no relevance 
For you're not here with me 

The sand is flowing slowly 
Through the hourglass of time 
Now the days fly by too quickly 
Soon  the tolling bell will chime 

But I cherish these fading days 
And our promised rendezvous 
When the last grain has flowed 
Then I will be with you

For John Freeman's contest (your best shot) _


 Copyright©2004 Beatrice Boyle

(All Rights Reserved


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Red's World

I hear everything all too well my weary body has no place to dwell so much is told about me I often wonder what is left is it not enough to mock me in the town square do we need to gossip with family I never truly had another tear I shed, but no one truly cares I am the almighty beautiful Red in thought and none of the world I live knows me or my past what doesn't work for them they invent or add she will forgive us all they reassure Oh Dear God make me a bird, I wish to fly away but the hens all laid for the day, the hay needs to be tossed, and who will milk the cow, so the woman, Red that lives out sin stays to work this farm again Often she becomes overwhelmed by it all but not me it is my destiny in my land of fantasy and made up things how I wish I could be like she I am the scandalous one I protect all those I love, at any cost but I will never be good enough I met a man once but he has traveled on he talks of things I seem to do, but it is not my truth he pays me back in silent death I gave up everything to let him live yet it was not quite enough you see he needed my family, friends, and destiny yeah, I met a man who claimed he knew me in my land of lies and make believe but Red she is strong and always says please she is the beautiful one ever-so loving and doesn't need things such as love she has too much to do her skin is not soft yet rough and she is tougher than I will ever be I just want to fly away each day to some land I created I live in beautiful dreams in fields of wheat I long to be where I saw my children last but to Red they are forever gone passed on to seed yeah that makes my world of fantasy with made up monsters so much better ask Red she will know I am weak yet she is so strong
youtube com /watch?v=N3sUpbmBYyM Gossip in the Grain inspiration Will edit later Just being silly


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Shadow Born

There is a shadow that fallows me The shadows have taken all that come near me for I live in the dark where once I dwelled in the light the darkness that lived inside me has now become me there is a lust for blood, a fury that nothing can sate this darkness that was once a shadow is now the fangs of midnights unholy creature a changeling that takes the form of everything and nothing both corporeal and at the same time a incorporeal mist tearing into me, ripping my flesh from my body as it eats my liver and devours my heart there is nothing I can do but still I fight with hands that have turned to claws and teeth that tear bite more beast than human I fight the living dead and the dead that are living I feel only rage blood lust and fire dwell in my eyes I was born in the light and there I once dwelled Now I live in the dark For I have been reborn Born in darkness I am the Shadow Born


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Statue Of A Man


The statue of a man
Somehow lack's good grace
        He only stares'
And take's up empty space
       But then, we just
Simply choose to look away
                  -
Still moment's possess me
Mental notes' of silence
Signs' on the side of senility
           Ackward at best
Fore the statue of a man
Stand's high above the rest
To stand and to serve
      As a lesson to all
Whom have come befor
And have gone there after
That we are Men of many feature's
With life steaming from
         The there-after
             - And -
From the Heavens' from above


                   GF


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Evanescence

Dear Soap Bubble,

bright focus
in an air-light reflection
of the ephemeral beauty
of this world

diaphanous soul 
in despair

sincere
fearful
innocent
hesitating
uncertain
distrustful
pure

Emotional universum
rumbling inside the anima
of a tiny simple
passionate creature

I shall enjoy thy sight

Shall I live in fear
for you not to burst

Shall I be the wind
to blow tenderly
directing thy path

Thy shelter shall I be
I surrender myself to thee


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Step by Step

Yiddy awdy those ticks are here to stay.
Here and there but everywhere astray.
 
Tick tack I am going to laugh at that.
On the Moon or on the Sun I have sat.
 
Jump started or kick started my day has begun.
I’m holding a life of lifetimes on the go or run.
 
Yicky yacky just what is it that I am to do?
Run all over the galaxies in search of you?
 
Shucks you mucks, I’d do it all over again.
But from time to time you stop when I begin.
 
It’s a life of life’s bundling into one row.
Yet it is step by step in which it can grow.
 
 
© Copyright: Ann Rich   2007


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It's a Great Day

It’s a great day,
When I can say,
I am the best me,
And you will see.
 
I will come to you in a dream,
I will be a shout with a scream.
I will be an unmistaken seed.
Balancing every want or need!
 
I am on a mission you see,
To be the very best of me,
There will be nothing to say.
The Moon will set my day.
 
I am the need,
The deep seed,
You will hear my scream,
Planting myself in a dream!
 
 
© Copyright: Ann Rich   2007


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CHANGES

I LOOK AROUND I SAW NO ONE THERE I HAD RAN AWAY FROM THE PEOPLE WHO LOVE ME THE MOST.

IN MY OWN LITTLE WORLD I KEEP SEARCHING AND SEARCHING AND I CANNOT FIND NO ONE THERE.

I AM ALL ALONE THE DAYS SEEM LONG AND THE NIGHTS SEEMS COLD.


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A Special Place

Places! 
I have been to many, yours and mine!
So much seen with these eyes!
I’ve walked the lonely highways night and day,
Powered with great energy to just run away,
I have crawled so deep within myself just to find you.
Running with a bleeding mind with so many views!
I have a special place that I come to.
It‘s extra silent!
My time to be quite!
It’s completely in sync!
My time to think!
It’s so beautiful!
My time to feel wonderful!
It’s a special place that I find plentiful!

Places! 
So many I’ve already been! 
But many I have still never seen!
I have thought many times of my broken dreams, time and time again,
Powered with great energy to just run free with the wind,
Sunsets and sunrises capturing my view,
So many to come with a gleam that shines through you!
I have a special place that I come to.
I have many visions that I see.
A world untouched and unscathed by its common ground,
Touching a very special place inside of me!
Such a blessing I have found.
It’s extra special!
My only pedestal!
It‘s without pain!
My only gain!
It‘s so exceptional!
My only interval,
And it’s completely unconditional!


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The Devil Is Good


Some people say
That he is just no good
He is alway's creeping
Around the neighbor hood
          -----
Some people say
That he is sleek
And some people say
That he is slack
           ------
But, as the reaper of Soul's
He is out of wack
            -----
Most think that he
Is misunderstood
Yet, he commit's evil
Like no-body should
            -----
Some people say that
He has got flavor
Yet, he has never done
A decent day's labor
             ---
He is always' out all night
He never sleeps' in.
Instead he hang's around
          The Den
            -------
He is always' in the graveyard
Looking for Minions'
Looking for slaves'
Who make bad decisions'
And has no opinion's
             -----
I don't care what
People might say
Buy, he will see you
Come judgement day
             -----
Putting it mildly

               GF


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I HAD A DREAM

I am looking for dream interpreters.
My name is Goodluck
Don’t swear yet please, don’t “****”
I am no president or “less”
Neither am I clueless
Parents christened me Goodluck
So if there be name sake as me
Well, that is bad luck

Like I said,
I am looking for dream interpreters.
I had a dream last night
I saw ancestors.
Breathing fire like dynamite
Asked me if I am insensitive
Or just clueless
Out of respect for ancestors, I asked them
‘Insensitive to or in what?’
“Insensitive to or in what???”
Was their angered response
“Even in this, you are still clueless”?
Their lead speaker asked

“Okay, fine! Mr. clueless” he continued
Under your watchful eyes
The plane you are saddled with,
Cries out for a pilot
For the auto-pilot can’t land it
And you are a clueless pilot
The ship you are saddled with
Cries out for a captain
For you have broken the compass
And an inevitable sink might come to pass”.

“Mr. clueless” he continued again
The streets of Jos,
Blood has become a river.
Have you seen the butchered women…
Pregnant
Have you seen the opened bowels…
Slain infants.
Religious insurgencies on the instant
United Nations office and police headquarters
All crashed landed with a bang…bomb

Churches are smashed, even mosques
The blood rivers of Jos has flowed beyond us
Now, it’s a national flood above us
Yet your greed is on the oil well
You have weakness for debt accumulation

SUBSIDY!
Your greatest height of insensitivity
What happened to profits of yester years?
Same old promise of good roads,
Good education, a better tomorrow
Yet, forty billion, a former house of reps
Single handedly stole it.
Are you leeches never ever tired of loots?
Or fear of insurgence of the deprived youths?

The people raped by empty promises of bandits
If you are in all these things clueless
Then our dreams for the country is hopeless
All leaders before you
Have creatively out done you
Hate has come to the surface
And you have lost your grace”.

Then from the dream, I woke up!
Somebody help!!!
I need dream interpreters.

THIS POEM IS FOR THE NIGERIA PRESIDENT WHO CAN’T FEEL THE NEED OF THE NIGERIA PEOPLE


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Vertigine

Save them
from the innermost of
the mind bewildered
the heart diminished
the voice demure to shout

Make them
collapse
with gloomy smile
Fake
intentions frail
of body and soul
promiscuous
Collide

Set free
a sage
in every word
on any page
display the sly wisdom
on vertiginous stage
Break
the rules
with detest for
the inferior manner
of callow honesty
for humane
Sake
Divide

Spare
the nightmare
noxious conqueror
contamination developed
through ferocious heart
in asinine mind
enveloped within rotten flesh
Take
advantage of their
sophomoric trust
sedated senses
and
amaurotic affections

Wake the blight
before they collapse
Deride


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Religious Persecution




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Some people....
Speak in Tongue....
And some speak out
Of the side of their neck'
       ------
Some do it to supplement
Their own sadistic
        Vision's....
     ------
Strait out of the Arm's
      Of Pedition
      ------
But, when it comes' to Sin
Their is no such thing as
     Remission

             GF


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A Bee Sting

In the catacomb of love
Honey makes' the Bees' sting
                  -
Feelings' fit nothing like
             Gloves
                  -
But there is nothing like
  Trouble sleeping in
The Catacomb of Love
When my Heart dare not
Flutter at the sound of love
Buzzing around my ears'
And Thy Heart thus sing'
In a infinite algorithms'
             -Of-
Oh, Who is to say,
What could
      There be
A sympathy filled
With Harmony

             GF


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STEPPING FORWARD

NO LONGER CAN I BE WITH YOU NO LONGER CAN I STAY IN THIS RELATIONSHIP KNOWING DEEP DOWN THAT I AM NOT HAPPY.

I MUST MOVE FORWARD I CANNOT BE WITH SOMEONE WHO DOES NOT LOVE ME AT ALL.

I REFUSE TO KEEP LYING TO MYSELF AND SAYING THAT WE ARE MEANT TO BE TOGETHER.

WHEN I KNOW THAT IT IS NOT IN THE CARDS I MUST CLOSE THIS CHAPTER AND MOVE FORWARD.

IN THIS TIME I HAVE LOST MYSELF ALL OVER AGAIN I HAVE SO MUCH TO OFFER THE WORLD.

WE ARE NOT ON THE SAME PAGE AT ALL AS MUCH AS I LOVE YOU I MUST LET YOU GO I MUST MOVE ON WITH MY LIFE.

I TRIED TO STAY AND MAKE IT WORK BUT SO MANY THINGS GOT IN THE WAY.

I KEPT ON TRYING TO TELL MYSELF THAT IT IS JUST A PHASE WE WILL GET THROUGH THIS.

BUT WE ARE ON TWO DIFFERENT LEVELS TWO DIFFERENT PAGES IN THIS LIFETIME MY HEART ACHES BUT IT WILL GET BETTTER THROUGH TIME.

YOU HAVE BEEN ON THIS JOURNEY LONGER THAN I HAVE THERE ARE SOME THINGS THAT YOU HAVE DONE THAT I HAVE YET TO EXPERIENCE.

SO GO ON NOW AND KEEP IT GOING.


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War Stories

May Day, acid and the National Guard
You tell it so well, you tell it so hard
The dream, the trip and peace rallies you stress
We've heard them before selling war stories for less

Rinding in cars and running in the street
Locked behind bars, afraid of defeat
The dream , the trip and peace rallies you stress
We'ver heard them before selling war stories for less

You've fallen, get up and get out of here
Why risk being buried by the past many years
It's time for a change in you 'Little Boy,'
Pack up your bags, throw out your old toys

Why chance looking back when you're so far ahead
Go hang-up your hang-ups, awaken the dead
For the dream, the trip, and peace rallies you stress
All gone today and, people can care less

The Dream, the Trip and Peace Rallies you stress
Could have helped saved the world but 
our youth failed the test.


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Don't Be Such A Twitt

*************Note***************
I have an message and this in not a kidder, I now have a sight on TWITTER; I am staying here but, I would appreciate it if all of my poet friend's would lend me their support and just hummor me their....Your friend in the pen/G.FIELDS

Twitter: @GaryFields3
Facebook: wildthangmonkey131
Hotmail: mediancircle131@hotmail.com


Consider Twitter

For so long
I have heard about
Twitter
Such an proposition
And that is my mission
         --------
To spread that Poetry
Far and wide
That is because
That is my intention
         ------
The people of Poetry Soup
Shower's me with pride
          -------
To say the least
Ye shall alway's be my guide
          ------
I need all of thee
Daily comment's fore they
Are unique
The kind of response
That I would like to keep
         -------
I will be there for
DR. RAM, The Sweet Heart too
And the Destroyer XX
Who know's what's next
Hope she stay's on my back
And not cut me no slack
            --------------
Nothing sexual of course
Her sentiment's are exact
Hell, all I need is a spell-check
        --------
Or to speak of CAROL'
She's sharp as an arrow
Sharp as a tack
With the nack
 For poetry
        ------
She could give you
An heart attack
         ------
This is not good bye
So, don't you fret
But, do follow me there
Fore {Poetry Soup} 
Is not finish with me yet

             GF

Your friend in the pen/G.FIELDS     KISS>kiss>kiss-up!


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Straw Man

So, take a gander at the Strawman
As he take's a stand
He is from every land and region
He is always' at your command
He never mouth off to anyone
And he always' does his job
In essence he is the law
Until a crow of two happens'
             -To come along
To pluck away all of his straw
                    -
He stands' to expose
To execute a message
Thusly, he always' have a plan
That which we can understand
                     -
              Hence fourth
                     -
He piers very tall above them all
He barely cracks' a smile
He wear a hat of straw
That is his style
                      -
He wears' a straw hat
That he probably got from the Mall
And no body know's
The full extent of it all
                       -
He piers above the yard
With such command
And speaks' in such aa language
That few can only but understand
                        -
Unless you are close to this man
You can barely see a strand
And off from the distance
He looks' just like a man
Though he is filled with straw
With bits of cotton
              - Or -
What else ever may be
But, I mind you
This was to conceal his identity
Even though he has a pension
To be free
He is perfectly content
Just to scare the birds' away
Just maybe two, maybe three
Sometimes' he even scare people
The likes of you and me
                  - Or -
Those who should happen
              -Suddenly upon him
Fore it is only he or them

                    GF
                  


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I Wonder Why


I Wonder Why?

As I leaf through the pages
Of my album of days gone by
And see faces that are gone now
I can’t help wonder why
They had to die and leave me
And I heave a gentle sigh
As I lean back in my chair
And turn to God and ask him why?

Why Lord did you call them
And take them from my side
One by one you summoned them
I was distraught the day they died
I can’t help wonder why
You needed them more than I.
And I cling to your promise
That we’ll be united bye and bye.

I know you have a master plan
That we don’t understand
Just have faith you promised us
And I will follow your command
But sometimes it’s hard Lord
Not knowing what you’ve planned

I gaze up to the heavens
An expanse of  gorgeous blue
I marvel at its beauty
And often think of you
Then suddenly a storm erupts
And lightning streaks the sky
Then you send a rainbow Lord
And I can’t help wondering why

Why Lord are there hurricanes
And war and famine too
Why do little children suffer
While their parents turn to you
We know you are a loving God
I don’t mean to make a fuss
Knowing that you suffered too
And gave your life for us

I know you have a master plan
That we don’t understand
Just have faith you promised us
And I will follow your command
But sometimes it’s hard Lord
Not knowing what you’ve planned
And I hope that you’re not angry Lord
When I say “I wonder why!’

Copyright©2011 Beatrice Boyle
(All rights reserved)





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QUIPs In Your Face II


 #1  When they asked me
          Why I was kicked
                Out of the Military
        I tell them that the feeling
                  Was mutual

                        GF



  #2  I'd rather wish
             For time
         With the Lord
        Than to have no
              Time at all
          TIC - TIC - TIC

                   GF




   #3  In the eye's of
             The Lord
          Love is highly 
              Personal
          It is neither 
         Male or Female

                  GF



    #4 When the said that
            Marriage was
          For ever and ever
          I did not know that
               It included
             Divorces'

                     GF



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Bones of Iron

Bones of iron, breath of steal
Heart of love, mind of hope
Fists of fire feet of smoke
Teeth of stone, eyes of glass
Face of future, back the past


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This Time I Am Skunked






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Two Skunks' that play
And spray to geather
Also, pray together
    ----
One will flip a coin
What do you think
Will they stay together'
Or will the whole thing
Just stink...
      ----
We will flip a coin
To tell us,
If we will stay together
Again...
      -----
If it say that we don't
Then we will flip it
Again...

              GF


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BONES OF TRUTH

Ashes fly in the hurling winds of Lie, scatter and melt.
The fire has burnt the meat of Justice, the bones of Truth
As if they never existed or they were never felt.
On the ruined relics, Lie springs like a newly rooted tooth.

The bones of Truth are now burnt in fire or buried under
The black quicksand of Treachery. In this time, who would dare
To reinvent them eluding the strikes of roaring thunder?
Heroes are rare these days, really, very very rare.

Where are the mighty swords of Bravery, the shields of Will
That once valiantly slaughtered those debased fiends of Lie?
Bring these armories back, Let the Heroes defeat Evil
For truths may remain hidden but Truths never, never die.


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Time Travel


A lost of temperance
         -Must be
A waste of time
   -Fore neither of
The same shall their
           Ever be two
Separate they may
              --Seem

             GF


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THE BREATH OF LIFE

A GREAT THING GIVEN FROM OUR FATHER WAS,
A WORLD WITH BLUE SKYIES,BLUE OCEANS, ANIMALS, TREES, SUNLIGHT, FOOD, PEACE,
JOY, BEAUTY,
HARMONIOUSLY LIVING TOGETHER ; IN PERFECT COMPANIONSHIP.
GOD THE FATHER DIDN'T STOP THERE, HE GAVE US
THE ULTIMATE GREATEST GIFT ANYONE
COULD EVER GIVE; WHEN HE ; BLEW THE BREATHE OF LIFE INTO ADAM'S NOSTRILS.
GOD DIDN'T STOP THERE THOUGH, HE PROVIDED ADAM WITH A GARDEN OF GLORIOUS
BEAUTY AND PERFECTION.
SHORTLY AFTER THE LORD GOD ASK ADAM "WHAT IS WRONG ADAM"? ADAM REPLIED I
FEEL LONELY, I WISH I HAD A COMPANION". 
QUIETLY GOD THOUGHT ABOUT WHAT ADAM
HAD SAID; AND PUSHING HIS FEELINGS ASIDE,
HE PUT ADAM INTO A DEEP SLEEP
AND MADE A COMPANION FOR HIM.
FLESH OF MY FLESH, BONE OF MY BONE,
AND THEN GOD TOOK A RIB FROM ADAM AND GAVE IT TO EVE.
AFTERWARDS GOD SAT ADAM AND EVE DOWN AND EXPLAINED
TO THEM THAT ONLY ONE THING
THEY WERE FORBIDDIN TO DO AND THAT WAS TO EAT FRUIT
FROM THE TREE OF KNOWLEDGE OF GOOD AND EVIL; 
FOR THEY WOULD SURLY DIE.


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Waiting On Decision



       ------
    Why wait...
Don't just lay back
And form your own
       Opinion
Don't let some-one
      Else, make
 The final decision
          -Or'-
  To say the least
  Have to give you
      Permission

            GF


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A Writer

"Dreams,noteworthy and passionate,
amount to nothing but meaningless memories"
Father invaded and bruised the soul,
Grabbed it of all the ambiguity and hope...
 
Still,the power of words remained,
Ink etched on white crisp paper,
bringing the ever-vicious inspiration
to the fore-front in myriad ways.
 
An amateur teen,bruised, yet
Hope and sense of belief kept me up!!
I dreamt and envisioned,
All i wanted and would accomplish,
not to avenge but triumph...
 
I wrote succintly and with tears,
for those who needed LOVE,
Love was the healer and Comforter,
Love which i missed and dreaded completely...
 
As i stood in the husky sunlight,
Girl with an ecstatic smile says,
"Book that was all powerful yet
a guiding force and the only one i have"
and i stood there in silence
completely stirred and emotionally healed..
THERE I WAS-A WRITER......


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A FAMILY IN HEALING

Rapidly the overpowering and overwhelming flood of emotions,
that are running wildly tonight in your hearts.
their minds eye, not open to see the chaotic confusion,
of clouds hovering above them.
bitterness, hatred, and anger binding us, to an emptyness we can never fill
leading ourselves into our own prisons, having to endure all of our pain and
torments over and over again.
filled with the depression of all their failures and past tragedies.
fircely rooting its foundation deep within their souls.
Their hearts crying out silently in agony. creep volently choking the life out of them.
Leaving them gasping for air.
finally Surrending on their knees,
God the father gently and graciously gives,
all his unconditional loving healing grace.


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God's gift

When we were born we were too small to look after ourself,
since God couldnt be everywhere with us,
he made sure we were well protected and nurtured
God made sure that our demands get fullfilled,
every liitle wish was granted
we were showered with tons of love
so God created parents.
our creators,our lifeline
to protect us when we were tiny
when we could hardly understand things,
when we were learning to speak who would understand everything we tried to speak.
when we started slowly to talk they would understand the power of silence and helps us out..
to fix things when we were small that might break or fall
or simply to hold us when we would fall.
God knew we'd need somebody..
someone who would love us unconditionally,
someone who would show our mistakes and still stand for us 
someone who would be gentle, 
who will listen to our dreams  and help those dreams come true
someone who would teach us to be brave and understand our fears and help us
they would switch roles either be our friend and stand for us through thick and thin
so thank you God for being so kind for giving such a wonderful gift.


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Flight of Ego's

The Ego like the birds of prey, 
hover with a majestic flair
on light invisible walls of air
with hollow bones they spread their wings
uncurl their long curved talons, 
waiting on their throne like kings
with telescopic sight engaged, 
they swoop the supersonic speed
attack, destroy, devour the enemy
Peacocks with plume unfurled, 
dance in intricate delight
flashing colors to and fro, 
a phantasmagorical sight
Mourning doves with plaintive call, 
descend from peaks where others perch
drifting smoothly in an earth bound fall, 
they choose to walk among us all
Vultures in their truculent gaze, 
fix upon the weaker prey
circling in sardonic flight, 
soaring to conceited height
Even during pompous pursuit, 
they're prone to others from below
arrows can pierced their enormous pride, 
bright them down from a clear blue sky
Observe the flight of every ego, 
their spinning, weaving turns
just like rapacious birds of prey, 
we all have so much to learn.


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Mother Star

I am aimed and directed for a shooting star.
In the midst of a collision I am traveling far.
 
Nothing can stop me for I am on a lifelong mission.
I’m timing the clocks and gaining some recognition.
 
I am in and out of reality stumbling onto a delusion.
Sometimes I want to run free and go into seclusion.
 
The wind tries to hinder me so I shew it to go away.
I stand on the Moon and make the Sun arise a new day.
 
I am looking down at a world that is misunderstood.
If I could have I would have and then again I should.
 
But that is neither here nor there so I will fair.
I have accumulated a bit and have much to share.
 
However, there is a cornerstone one can get stuck.
One must find the mother Star and hope for lady luck.
 
Once you find it you will be well on your way,
You’ll rise with the Sun and be brighter each day.
 
 
 
© Copyright: Ann Rich   2006


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BREEZY SECRETS!

Cloud had cried all day that day
Once she heard Breeze blow by
Without knocking Breeze blew in 
While her whispers ...lingered in the sky

Boisterous Cedar had carelessly bellowed 
Saying how ugly was her cloud friend
Cedar’s hate was mindlessly spoken
Thoughtlessly repeated again by the wind

Breeze had saddened Cloud that day
Unaware that cloud had heard
We must all learn to keep silent
Verses saying anything so absurd

Father Fir Tree was so delighted
Standing tall shading the ground 
Listening intently to Babbling Brook
To things she had discovered and found

Breeze’s stories always pass by 
There is more to life than it seems
Karma always chooses her time 
Hence....Don't repeat hateful things!


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Pennant's


None can penalize
     A man more
         - For -
His own action's
 Than the lost
      -Of- 
 His own Soul

           GF


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things

sun and rain 
pleasure and pain
war and peace
love and the brain
the act of love
is a curious thing
it starts in the heart
with the eyes that sing
there is an exchange
between the two
a time set aside
for me and you
sipping tea adding glue
then the stories
and secrets are told
"what are you now
that your this many
years old?"
calling on the phone
going places together
giving each other hugs
writing sweet letters
then
that one thing happens
that turns things around
a hint of jealousy
makes a little sound
thoughts are suspicions
and eyes magnify
we hate competitions
and ask ourselves why
what we thought 
was beautiful
was a doorway to hell
we should never
make heaven
in this world
sages tell
should we love in earnest
until they break our hearts
with each and every
new love
with the end
is how to start


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my dark thoughts

is it a waking dream?
no,
is it a waking nightmare?
no,
it be the thoughts of the deserted,
those who have nothing left to lose,
the ones who can go mute without a second thought,
the ones whose dreams overflow with the blood of others,
for they are the ones who see the sinister truth,
the end isn't near its always been there,
every year,
every month,
every day,
every minute,
every second,
for you see the end is not when the world ends,
it is the last day you feel complete,
it is the day you feel worthless,
the day you see only the dark side of things,
the moment you imagine slaying the beast of which caused your pain,
for that is the day the innocence known as your "inner child" is finally slaughtered,
and when your become...,
heartless.


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The Answer

Face the pain,
Rise up and see gain,
Call on His majesty's name.
Our heavenly Father
Will never forsake us,
In God we trust,
His angels amongst us.
We need to focus,
Discard silly notions,
Reject poisonous potions.
Keep it real,
Tighten up our skills,
Don't quit until;
Life has changed,
Time to re-arrange.
Stop being a clown,
The future is now.
Open up your eyes,
Take off the disguise,
Cease telling lies.
Become a better person,
Or your situation will worsen.
Lift your head from the sand, 
Develop a major plan,
Stand up and show the land,
You're a real renaissance man(woman)!


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It Rained Down Upon Me

It rained down upon me
robed
in ancient grace; 
lacing me in conscious life experience.
Gravity extracting the wet from my arms
lingering on my fingers
with gentle force.
The natural law ruled the motion; and
gratefully I was relieved of this persistent rememberence.
I am naked now and
full
of light.
Delicately freed from a thought-created blight.

I hear what the leaves and trees tell me;
as many reach strong in rooted courage.
Some roots are named Blame
and others
Shame.
I hear the maples, oaks, and dogwoods whisper to me....
One said, "Trust in me."
Emperor of the forest,
I hear you clear,
and you, my love,
are not rooted in fear.
This one I climb when the rain comes down
draping me in conscious life experience.


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Bitter-sweet words

A Word-its an remark or statement
words when spoken can make or break relationships..
they hold our thoughts and modulate into emotions,
they inspire at times or break you badly.
if said from deepest part of our heart, they melt stone hearted person too,
but if cursed or choosen carefully, words lost when intent is forgotten they are powerful enough to knock one down...
no need of physical harm, words are enough to kill you.
soothingly nice when whispered into ears,
but shrilled enough to deafen someone..
words are nothing but thoughts unveiled into emotions, flowed like river.. 
they connect fast giving rise to joy,
disconnect faster leading to sadness. 
words either written or spoken, are bitter-sweet words are our way of expressions and feelings...
its how one chooses to use them.


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A Highway Run

From city to city I can see the lights!
From time to time they are incredibly bright.
I’m on a highway-run to my destiny!

From city to city I can see new things!
From time to time instant excitement it brings.
I’m on a highway-run to my identity!

From city to city I can see all there is to be!
From time to time I am beyond my own capacity.
I’m on a highway-run to my reality!

From city to city I can see so much!
From time to time I am more than enough.
I’m on a highway-run to my eternity!

From time to time and from city to city,
A highway run for me is more than enough for my plenty!


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Indecision


I woke up this morning
With something on my mind
If there are so many reason's
Why in life, some-time's
      ------
         They why
      ------
We can operate so much
In an un-yielding dept
Of incessant vacant barriers
              Of reason
Operating in the blind
      ------
It was a moment of indecision
That stem's to be prevalent
It at large looming heavily
To be imbedded on my mind
Leaving me empty
      ------
Fore it is that moment from time
When we are narrow
Oh' so pervasive
      ----
And entrenched
In an uncertain moment
A glitch in the annals' of justice
A reminant from time
When we no-longer
Know what to say
     ------
Those mind-less illusions
Just get's in the way
      -----
Thought's prevail without reason
Pre-occupation is a mere lesion
And the solution is an enigma
      ------
Thusly, the truth surpass the relevance
Nothing even insult our intelligence 
      ------
That is the time for us to pray
Not for just a solution
    Not just for the reason why
But, in search of a stronger constitution'
And somber peace of mind
      ------
A simple case of the blind
Leading the blind
      ------
And rightfully so!

             GF


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Just a Boy..


I sometimes see through you... you sinner.... you saint...
I sometimes see through your selfish gait...
you are but just a boy... and just a boy you will be!
you will never see through a man's eyes... the woman that lies in me.

you will never see the eyes of laughter... you will never see the eyes of pain...
you will never see the trials and tribulations... for you have  missed the train...

your mind is open but you heart is closed... you are only what 'You' Know!
you will never know to be someone else.. . as you dwell in your own enclave...
you think your the master of your life... but in reality your the slave!!!

But I am you... and I am me... I am wisdom, I am foolishness... I am beyond the skies and 
the seas...
My world is not known to you... because you cannot see!
You are bound by closed doors which you call your reality!


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My Grass in the Desert

The midnight magic sprinkles in the air.
I can hear the every breath that you take.
Closing my eyes I am so lost to any existence.
This moment is mine that I create.
So very, very much I am content!
My soul is engaged with such a paradise. 
I am aimlessly there.

Ah yes! Yes indeed, 
You are my grass in the desert and I am so very, very near.
The glitter is everywhere, 
I can breathe the every breath that you take.
Closing my eyes I am so lost for time.
This moment is mine that I make.
So very, very much I am entwined.
My soul is entangled with magic so sublime, 
I am without a single care.
Yes, yes, yes! 

You are my grass in the desert and I do often come there.
The radiance I stand and bear.
I can touch the every breath that you take.
Closing my eyes I am so lost without a cause.
This moment is mine that I partake.
So very, very much I am lost.
My soul is entangled in this web of mine, 
I am so very, very much there.

I am lost in time.
Ah yes, yes, yes indeed!
You are my grass in the desert and I am here to share.
Blossoms are blooming everywhere planting the harvested seeds.
My grass in the desert is all that I will ever need, even when so desolately bare!


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AFTER LIFE

AFTER LIFE: (HOPE COMES)


AFTER ALL OF YOUR RECKLESS LIFE CHOICES, 
THE ONLY TRUE ARCHILLES HEAL IS ONESELF.
REGRET NOT YOUR PATH IN LIFE,
BUT ONLY THE IGNORANT REACTIONS. 
AFTER OVER COMING QUITE HARSH CONDITIONS
OF YOUR EARTHS ELEMENTS
THE ONLY THING YOU SHOULD PONDER IS THE TOTAL 
IGNORANCE OF YOUR DEAF EARS KEEPING 
YOU FROM SEEING THE WHOLE PICTURE.
BLINDING YOU FROM ALL

THE UNSPOKEN WORDS OF YOUR LIFE,
RELATIONSHIPS THAT SUFFERED, 
YOUR BROKEN HEARTS EMOTIONS RUNNING WILDLY.
OUR BATTLE STRICKENED WOUNDS TRYING TO HEAL;
NEEDING OUR BANKRUPED SOULS SAVED
FROM ALL THE CHAOTIC SORROWS SUFFOCATING US DAILY.
OUR OUR HOMELANDS

FEARS ESCAPING HOLD OF US
MOMENTS IN TIME LOST TRAGICLY.
BE ALL THAT YOU ARE FROM WITHIN, 
SIMLIFY EVERYTHING. BEING HONEST WITH YOURSELF,
ABOUT THE TRUTH OF YOUR LIFE.
IT IS EXTREMELY HARSH, AND HARD PAINFUL WORK,
BUT AT LEAST YOU'LL HAVE THE KNOWLEDGE OF 
KNOWING THAT EVERYTHING AND ANYTHING IS POSSIBLE. Y
YOU'LL UNLOCK THE POWER FROM WITHIN
YOU'LL GROW IN STRENGTH, CONFIDENCE.
YOU'LL SET YOURSELF FREE AND APART OF THIS WORLD
AND THE HUMAN CONDITION.
YOU'LL GROW AND OPEN YOUR MIND TO BEING KINDER,
TO OTHERS, GOING THE EXTRA MILE.
BELIEVE IN THE TRUTH AND STOP 
ALLOWING THE LIES FROM OUR MEDIA AND GOVERNMENT
WITH THEIR ILLUSIONS OF WHAT OUR REALITY TRULY IS. 

HOW CAN ONE CHOOSE THIS YOU ASK? ALL YOU HAVE TO DO IS ACCEPT JESUS INTO YOUR HEART AND KNOW THAT HE DIED FOR YOUR SINS.



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Downpour

A child has soared the pale blue sky-
to his family, kisses of goodbye.

In the heavens, he then transforms
embracing the promises of fluid mold.

Captivated, the youth forgets 
soils that have been his foster parents.

Man assumes a denser phase: 
heaviness - has now prevailed.

The sudden shifts of cold and tension
beget him towards state of depression.

Palls of nimbus saturate; 
darkness consumes strands of bliss.

Overwhelmed with august ambition,
tears have burst in all direction.

Hence, with this, a realization seen:
down, he plunges the bottomless pit.

The height of climb, the depth of fall-
a fact to be learned by one and all.


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Then and Now

I use to be a flower 
that sprouted from a seed
The soil as my mothers womb
through fertile flesh to feed

The bees are dear beloved
attracted by my scent
They carry strife but still remain
Resourceful and content

I've many brothers and sisters
that starve before the rain
Kidnapped and beaten by the heat
wishing death more than pain

I gave praise to the firmament
to open up the sea
The waters fell and gave the weak
the strength that of a tree

I use to be a flower 
that sprouted from a seed
The soil as my mothers womb
through fertile flesh to feed 

The children now are not content
a mandrake of a seed
That nature neglected as an
antagonistic weed
The soil as my mothers womb
through fertile flesh to bleed


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Link

Traveling through the galaxies of many and more,
I come up under a Star I have never seen before.
 
It had light brighter than anything I’ve ever seen.
It was intelligent and wise and incredibly keen.
 
It could talk it could dance and it could even sing.
It had made all of the worlds and gave them a king.
 
It had made the Sun and the Moon just for me.
It made me the link for the whole world to see.
 
I was to link each kingdom according to orders.
Each one had four corners and then four borders.
 
So I went around the galaxies linking what I could.
Many had burned out Stars that just never would.
 
I saw where there were no towns or cities at all.
I seen all of the planets made great and small.
 
There was a missing link to the universe I saw.
I found myself linking it all up standing in awe.
 
 
© Copyright: Ann Rich   2006
 


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LIFE


AIMLESSLY WANDERING DOWN
THRU OUR SINFUL PRIDE,
EMOTIONALLY BLACKMAILED BY OUR FLESH,
TEMPTED BY OUR "NEED"TO "FEED" ITS "GREED".
SILENCE BREAKING THE ABANDONING,
LIFELESS MIND WITH ABSOLUTE POWER,
OF NEVER SURRENDERING TO ITS HUMAN
NATURE
OF MANKIND
.
YESTERDAY'S MISTAKES,
ARE TOMORROW'S
REPENTANCE,
BY HAVING THE COURAGE
AND THE FAITH
TO LIVE FOR TODAY WITH,
THE KNOWLEDGE THAT JESUS'S HEALING AND FORGIVENESS
FOR OUR TRANSGRESSIONS
IS WITH ALL THE UNCONDITONAL LOVE
AND UNDERSTANDING


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Resignation



When in-ept come's to reason
And stillness run threw my mind
I then resonate...
     ----
Leaving me spellbound
       Non the less 
So lost and empty
    ----
I soon ask myselt
     The reason why
And rightfully so!

             GF


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Imagination

Acryllic paint covers my face, arms, shoulders, and chest
It has labeled me as weirder than the rest
But I do not care what they all say
Because I express myself in this way

I was once trapped in a deep mist
But when I emerged I became a poet, a sculptor, and an artist
I write, I sculpt, and I paint over how I feel
About things that do not have to be real

All of you should be able to know
That I let my imagination flow
No words can describe what I think of
I do not think of pain, beauty, loss, or love

I mostly think of all the ways
I can express myself most days
Whether I write a poem, draw a picture,
Or sculpt something so pure

That nobody will try but cannot comprehend
All the things I want to do will never end
Because the imagination that runs in my head
Will never ever be dead


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Untitled

Why do I feel so alone?
I should put up more of a fight
I have a right to a happy life
I wish you could see inside my mind
What a sad sight

Look, there's a little girl
Waiting to be found
Too afraid to cry aloud
even as she's screaming inside
Terrified of the beast
Who considered her innocence his feast

Then there's a young lady 
whose name is "Sadie"
She doesn't want you baby
A declaration of love she can not take
Can't let anyone get too close
You might see the tears she tries so hard to hide
You may realize her toughness is just an act

You will never know me inside 
I prefer to be alone
I don't feel comfortable in my own skin
Will I ever know what happiness is?


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A Stone

Here I sit
Solid in form
Exposed to the elements
Never being born

I wait to be found
And put in a pocket
If cut I won't bleed
I may be a locket

In search for nothing 
I'm not alone
I'm beautiful inside
Outside I'm a stone

People pass by me
They never stop
A child picks me up
Into a basket I drop

I sit in a room
'Til one day I'm touched
The feel of a hand
Never meant so much


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BROKEN PORTRAIT

How to breathe...in the in between.
Is to see that which is unseen,
perfection, betrayed, through
timeless tales.
This is me and how i fell to my
own tale.
My cell is myself.
my key a broken portrait,
given unto immortality's last
fable.


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Blind Mice

The laggard oak leaves
skitter like brown field mice
their stem-tails and sharp edges
scratching across the road.
Grates and bushes trap them.
Layering they accumulate
awaiting the recomposition of life.


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What You Mean To Me

The ghost that hold hands in the dark -
and angel that plays and sings with my heart
You've been my mysterious companion-
my savior from the very start.

You breathed some of the smoke for me-
so much that your gown is grey
Pain and strife you've taken from me-
stealing to win this game we play.

I wish I could match your prowess-
as you captures many a soul
Not even wanting to cheat when you do-
but its better you are lost in me than I'm lost from you

Sway away today I may-
for human I am
Loving you-
I do

For this is what you mean to me
Sweet poetry my lover my friend
What you mean to me
Has no end


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A Poet's Day

When it rains, it shines in these radiant beaming eyes of mine.
When it's cold, it's warm in these promised lands I've come afar to farm.
When you're there, I'm right here and there's nothing for us to fear.
Nights become darker and day’s grow lighter, each becomes more vividly bright.
I love, I hate, but my life has brought us yesterday, today and once again tomorrow.
My world is huge, and so are you perfectly attuned standing straight in front of the line.
I loved you, I hated you and still I brought you neither malice nor any bodily harm.
It is the echoes of uncelebrated storms in your heart I can soundly hear.
Over here and even over there! I‘m still mistaken by shined or shaded Earthly lights!
It is your love for your life of just being that I've tempered and borrowed. 

Wallah! It's "A Poet's Day" and you shall be my insatiable ennobled prey. 
I am always right by your side to accommodate your pleasurable stay. 
Forbidden and pardoned from up above, goodness planted my glory on Saint's Day".
Wallah! "A Poet's Day" and She comes with rain or He comes with shine.
Promised from up above, you are with me from all formations of time!
I roll and I sway reckoning these implanted seeds are here for a very long stay.
I loved you and I hated you, but I'm here by very afar and by many of few. 
Wallah! "A Poet's Day" cultivates golden glaring growing seeds of light to sow. 
You shall know me and we shall produce a world none can ever show. 
I'm yours and you're mine, yesterday, today, and then tomorrow we will shine as two.
TA DA! Your beloved reigns above all your painful empty sorrows buried alive inside of you! 


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The Private Cellar

I crept through the night just like a creepy crawler.
The smell of dust mixed in the reek of wine.
Lo and behold there was a crack in a mighty fine line.
Dripping and drooling with many more pleasures to be, 
The darn rats were the nastiest gnawers. 
Dark and dinghy I continued to look and see,
The Private Cellar locked with no key.
Back and forth my knees break and bend,
Leaning back reaching across the floor I’m at my end.
Walls and tunnels with no light in sight,
Lo and behold I’m a match to light in flight.
Panting and hissing with many more needs to please,
The darn bats were the trickiest thieves.
Cold and sweaty I continued to be a crook.
The Private Cellar is where I found the baited hooks.


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Eyes Only

I see what I see
But I never complain
I see tears, hunger, torture and brutality
But I feel no pain.

I see what I see
But I never rejoice
I see smiles, celebrations, fun and joy
But I have little choice.

I see what I see
But I never tell
I see love, betrayal, treachery and sacrifice
But nothing can turn me pale.

I am a mute spectator
A witness of every event in life
I carry an album that I cannot share
My images are like blunt knife.

And yet I see what I see
I seek no glory, crave no fame
Because after all,
A pair of eyes is all that I am.


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A Life of it's Own

From atop my bookcase,
It’s spirit -
Clings to my experience.
Nicks and breaks -
A personality.
Inanimate objects;
Breathe with me -
With inanimate breath.


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Array

My Yellow Butterfly; 
My Array!

Pinched in the corner of my eye,
Ah, ‘tis just my yellow butterfly!

A swarm of bees came chomping down on its tail,
And whipping up winds it stirs up new jets to sail!

Staying gallantly afloat it drifts wayward up into a puffed up cloud awaiting it in the air.
A red cardinal bird it did undoubtedly meet perched high on top a big pesky grizzly bear.

It just flies fancy free through the needles and straws of prickly Pine Trees.
And it starts circling around until it is across the rolling roaring High Seas!

My yellow butterfly just zip zaps itself right on by.
It is either flying too low or it is flying up on high!

On top of the clouds, I did get to watch its magnificent tail set sail.
Triumphantly, it stays afloat between a big shark and mighty whale!

A horde of yellow butterflies suddenly dumped down on me with voices that blare.
The journal of flying from here to there will get everyone everywhere except in err!

Yellow butterflies were coming from everywhere just so joyous for my eyes to see,
And I was caught up on a cloud when my yellow butterfly ushered in its array of me.

My Array: 
My Yellow Butterfly!


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Palms by the Sea

Oh this Sea from left to right,
How my mind gathers your visions to my sight.
You clouds stray from over here to over there,
And my lungs fill deep as they gather you into my air.
I am the neutral zone with all of my love that I share
The “Palms by the Sea” give my visions their true light!
In each I can see myself inside of a seemingly height.
The Palms by the Sea are my only solemn oath I fight!
 Up inside of the tallest tree I shall surely come,
Your Earth, your Moon and your Sun I shall make them all come undone!
I am you as you breathe my life and it is your love that I shall proclaim in the moment I seize!
Up inside of you I am proclaiming my every single genuine need.
The “Palms by the Sea” guard the shores for my more, my all, or even none!


®Registered: Ann Rich 1997



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I Am

I am something you hold when you miss,
And I am forgotten all but a gentle kiss!
I am the cold draft when you’re all alone.
And I am the smile that generates your happy home.
I am something for nothing but I’m more than most.
And I am your summer breeze, I am your host.
I am the tear that falls from your eyes,
And I am the light that outshines your lies.
I am the flutter in your beating heart,
And I am the breath that gives you a fresh start.
I am the lump in your throat when lost for words,
And I am the silence you have always heard.
I am the warmth traveling in your blood,
And I am the memory you instantly flood.
I am the dream you’ve always had,
And I am the one with you happy or sad.
I am the one that always told you so,
And I am the only person you positively know.
I am taken and given because I just am,
And I am exactly what I am,
And not even by you will I be jammed!
 
© Copyright  Ann Rich   2006


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My Silent Solitude

On the inside and looking out, I sit below.
Maybe I am here to wait?
Deep within the depths of me I must go.
My world is all mine being one that only I know.
So many things in here that I can debate!
I see a world of madness so I steadily take it all in.
New things come to me, time and time again.
My silent solitude renews what time creates.
On the outside, I can look deep within.
Maybe I am here to know?
Deep within the depths of me is where it begins.
My world is all mine being one that only I must transcend.
So many things in here that I can show!
I see a world of confusion, but I can always navigate.
New things come to me, the more and more to vindicate.
My silent solitude always tells me so.
Deep within I can come and go.
Maybe I am here to show?
My world is all mine being the one that only I accumulate. 
So many things in here that I can comprehend!
I can see the beginning and I can see the end.
New things come to me, one by one to appreciate.
My silent solitude is the womb in which I alone can grow.



© Copyright: 1997 Ann Rich


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Diamond Souls

Hearts of gold fused by two making me the only one,
Aries, “I am” is you to all of us who have only just begun.
Crystal clear the visions I seek, you are the one that is complete!
You are a diamond in the sky; I look and wonder why you’re at my feet
I wish, I wish for your beautiful brilliant shooting stars.
I pray, I pray for our dragging existing time you balance so very far.
If I had one then I’d have two and the more I’d give for you to share.
If I were, then I’d be again where you float through the sky on a dare.
In the midnight skies I see the diamond souls lined all in your corner.
But the “Archer” I am and the “Bulls-eye” I target from your former.

Flash by flash I see your lights and one by one they glare by my own given fate.
Inside and looking out, I see your brilliance aiming extremely high with my “God-given” bow.
The stars aligned like chicken pox spread from here to there and one of them my mate.
Outside and looking in, I see your intelligence and draw my arrow with a big lump in my throat.
If I could, then I would dash from here to there shining the Diamond Souls by my very own.
But the “Archer” I see what I know I am aiming for up on high and you my Aries, 
You just tempted your own fate with your diamonds on my “Royal Throne“.


®Registered: 2001   Ann Rich 


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Repeat Or Retreat

Crisis of mayhem
We have no choice
   They say,
That salvation
Is closer to the source
     And the ability to
       Exasperate
Are washed away
With the sin's of inequity

                  GF


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Commanded Demands

Verily, verily I say onto you.
Watch me pass right through.
 
That which is of dust and sand,
Knew not of my helping hand!
 
That which is of stone and clay,
Knew not of my night and day!
 
Shew thyself away from the dust!
Put on clean garments of the just!
 
Shew thyself away from the stone!
Put on armor protecting thy bone!
 
That which has been made of a particular brand,
Henceforth, are made from commanded demands!
 
 


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Never-Never Land

I stare out into this huge blue Sea,
And the waves, well, they just carry me.
My mind drifts so far away,
Because the Ocean is where I lay!
I’m off to never-never land once again,
So take my hand and let this journey begin!
I listen carefully to the Oceans roar,
The waves, well they just help me soar.
My mind relaxes with my day,
Because the Ocean is where I always lay!
I’m off to never-never land on a hunch for so much more,
So take my hand and let’s find new places we can both explore!
I can see blue water with big fluffy white rolls,
Waves, well they just capture my entire soul.
My mind just helpless with my day,
Well, it is the Ocean where I lay!
Off in never-never land I can always see,
A gigantic Ocean covering over me!
Far away in never-never land near the Ocean is where I always lay.
Lifeless in the sand is where I’ll always be.
So take my hand and be lifeless with me in the sand.
Together, just you and me on our journey to never-never land,
Just lifeless in the sand, together you and I and always we’ll be hand in hand!



© Copyright: 1997  Ann Rich


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Priceless Penny

You smiled at me just the other day.
And what did I do? I just walked away.
Carrying myself over to the other way!
So now I miss you and literally I’ve died!
I weep until I release what I have sighed!
Now there is no place for me to run or hide.
 And all of that was just another priceless penny!
And believe me I have collected stacks of many!
 
I saw you when we were at or in the end.
And that’s when I knew where I had been.
I connected you to me from way back when.
Loving you invigorates my soul to up and live.
I’m more than enough and have plenty to give.
There is no-thing left for me to accept or forgive.
 
It is another adorned and decorated priceless penny!
I suppose I stand attesting time! So, did you get any?
 

 
 
 


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The Backs of Things

I find myself around the backs of things.
A more comfortable reality it presents;
    A dirty bowl that’s never refilled,
             A rusted dumpster,
                   Pavement cracked and forgotten.
The hidden backs of things
Are what things really are;
Not painted in decals or brand names -
    Just the working components;
        The clock with no face -
              Cogs and wheels,
	           Of plastic and steel.
There I am in an element
I can relate to.
I am the backs of things. 


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England

I am an English man.
I used to think.
That I ruled the world.
And could take my drink.

When all would bow and salute.
The English man a Sir or Duke.
Now I found my place.
In the human race.
We are all the same and grace.

Used to think that everything.
From England came.
Football, oranges and sugar cane.
Used to think that I was best of all.
Now I know, that is not so, at all.

I am as good or bad as the other Lad.
Some fools still make war.
I say no more.
Briton no longer Rules the Waves.
Nor does the sword stay in our hands.
It has been cast away.
Peace to-day.


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The Hobo Butterfly

I've been worried lately.

I cry inside, and my smile 
is just above the surface of
my lips.

Often I'm afraid someone 
may see that it isn't always
the genuine smile I claim it 
to be.

I don't see me; accomplished, 
and
I don't see failure either.

I see someone who is 
stuck-

With seemingly no way to
scramble out. 
To wriggle free, and spread 
her wings....
As if emerging from inside of
a coccoon. 
A butterfly, transformed
from that of a lowly caterpillar.
Yet still afraid to fly, but longing
to soak up the wind blowing upon
her fragile newborn wings.

I wish sometimes I were a hobo.

Where my only worry would be
when I could hop the next train;
destination unknown.

No distractions.
No worries.

Just me and the train.

Nothing but the roar of the 
wheels humming against the track.
Vibrations coming through the steel 
of the rail car, into the pit of my being.

My bones rumbling.
My core trembling.
My soul shaken.
My heart, mending.

My wings finally, 
fluttering.

When that train stops:
(I will)
Fly away free.


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Sometimes

Where do we go when we go away?
Where do I go when I want to stay?
Sometimes I am lost and I can not see.
“God”, I look up and all I can do is pray.
Sometimes it is hard for me to even believe.
And then sometimes you set me so free!
Why does it have to be this way?
What is it that you need for me to say?
Sometimes I run free with the night.
“God”, I look around and I find my prey.
Sometimes I can see the crystal clear light.
And then sometimes I enhance my very own fight.

What mountain do you need for me to climb?
Where am I destined in this blessed and holy time?
Sometimes heaven is right at my front door.
“God”, I look down and even I can draw the line.
Sometimes I push for your all or more.
And then sometimes I am my own warrior.
Why do I balance these things with you?
What is it that you need for me to do?
Sometimes I just wonder why.
“God”, I am looking all around simply passing through.
Sometimes I am just tired and want to sit down for a cry.
And then sometimes I know that I have always been the one that tried.


© Copyright: 1997  Ann Rich


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Angels of Mercy

I‘ve an Angel of Mercy watching over me,
His eyes are watching me from sea to sea.

Staggeringly, I did stand there and I waited for only one who really knew.
Balanced by shining Stars, the universe earned my golden wings of two.

I fly high above from worlds torn apart by a magnificent set of three.
Cast down to Earth the galaxies spread far and apart just to be free.
We watch and we sit as we wonder when will all of this be?
Angels of Mercy balance the scales of lighter years that shall come to be.
I rise above Seas and Skies that can not set a boundary high enough for me.          .

Scattered by harvested seeds delusions are sent plentifully my way,
Up and down I am this way this day and I shall make my own way.

You feel, you see, but you can not believe that it is me, the pure and true one.
Angels of Mercy hear my plea, for I believe and soon I will be forever done!

Flying here and flying over there,
Only you know how much I truly care.
Angels of Mercy be on your merry way!

Me and mine will peacefully war with every single one of you,						
Eternally conquering exactly what I as one have set out to do!         


®Registered:   Ann Rich   2004


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Temperance

A lost of temperance
Must be a waste of time
Fore neither of the same
Shall their ever be two
Separate they may seem

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I Wed Thee

The eyes of God are in these eyes standing here when I look at you. 
My salvation! You’re honest and true crying real teardrops of heartfelt tears.
As the Sun sets by night and rises to the dawning of our blessed brand new day, 
I Wed Thee to the very best of the all there’ll ever be of me.
I promise to cherish the smile upon your face and to conquer your early morning hidden fears
I promise to abide abundantly to a heavenly scent that comes from me through you,
Forever I’m your lock and you my Master Key!
The eyes of God are in the eyes of you!
My breath, my life, and all of my existing meaning, 
I do Wed the “Most Honorable Husband in Thee”!
As the Moon lights the evening skies and fulfills these promising days, 
I Wed Thee to everything God ever meant for you in this world to be.
I promise to adore your brilliance and to magnify your streaks of gold in the Sun’s blinding glare! 
I Wed Thee to a most promising brand New prospering Year!
I promise to Love, Honor, and Respect your wisdom for many lives that shall follow and proceed! 
Following you, I am always so very close when you’re near.
I Wed Thee and by these hands we shall forever be blessed and correctly fed.
I Wed Thee, by my God given name and I now declare our all a final by being done and said!

®Registered: Ann Rich  2002


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Jesus Then

Were we Jesus then?
Jesus, were we. . . . 
The emphatic embrace
of our sadomasochistic quality,
a hedonistic humanity.
Please!  Please,
please. . .
I beg for equality.

For there is no sin
between us,
when we've been
forgiven.

Forgive me then. . .
forgive me
please. . .
dear Jesus.


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Calm With the Breeze

The pressure is on.
And my day has come and gone.
Anticipation rides on the wings of my patience,
And all of this condensed into a bundle of one.
Defined and detailed, I assure you I am intense,
Time for a deep drawn breath I can barely squeeze.
Comfort covers my essence while I sit calm with the breeze.
Closing my eyes and never looking in,
My day has come to its final destined end.
Conflicts of interest rides on the wings of my anticipation,
Bringing me to where it truly all begins.
Defined and detailed, I assure you I am standing on top of my foundation.
Time for my eyes to correct the visions I can finally adjust to see.
Surfing the winds while locked dead into this God given breeze!
The heat is rising and turned all of the way on.
And my day has only just begun.
Restless energy tailing on the wings with my conflicts of interest,
All traveling like the speed of a mighty powerful one!
Defined and detailed, I assure you I am impressed.
Time for my hard thoughts to penetrate my deep!
Tranquility consumes the best of me while I sit calm with the breeze.
Opening my eyes and always looking out,
My day is what this has become all about.
Restless energy rides on the wings of my destination,
All in serious neglect balanced by my own given doubt!
Defined and detailed, I assure you I am my own perfect explanation.
Time for my deepest drawn breath, a struggle indeed!
I am calm with the breeze,
Riding on these wings of my personal conformation!

®Registered: Ann Rich 1997


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Shimmering Leaves

Looking high at the top of a tree
Leaves glisten dancing in the sun
Seems the rest of them stand shaded 
Quiescently as their day is done~

Giant Fichus grows steadily higher
Gaining momentum in the bright sun
Extending branches lingering out             
A thick winding trunk of merging fun~

Piling underneath this grand tree 
Fallen dead leaves bathe in the sun
Congregating turning to mulch 
One more purpose they’re almost done~

Imagining superb life unfair
Comparing life to leaves in the sun
Like the sparkling trees tallest leaves 
Position has bearing on every one~


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The Trainer

The Trainer is skilled and knowledge is way too real.
Precision is marked and the course plainly lain out.
The trainer is everything and has no room for doubt.
Our lessons are here in which we share what we feel.
We’re certified by gold appeal to His right thumb seal.

Our perfection with His direction is a challenge we must all meet.
Teaching or lectures the trainer’s word sits upon a cozy high seat.
The Trainer is the one, teaching us why we have all come to care.

Articulate in balancing those massive scales, 
He is making us ready for His truth or dare.
Slowly but surely He removes all of our veils.

Testing and provoking the thoughts that we all must greatly compare,
The Trainer is detained and responsible to the reality we all shall bare.
So listen here and listen there, eventually fame is no more good or fun.
The Trainer teaches us that it is our principles to be all by being one.

The Trainer is well thought out even if the job comes undone.
The Trainer is my heir I bare for global defeat fair and square!


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Weeping Willow

His whispers are like the wind
As he rests his head on me
Soft cries of a lover lost
His tears are like the seas

Wilting with the pain
As he falls apart
From words left unsaid
A lover’s broken heart

I wrap my arms around him
He drifts off to sleep
It isn’t any wonder
Why this willow weeps


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All in All

Riding in the winds of humbled inspiration,
I’m coming for a mighty restoration!
Stars so bright, lights increase by a great number.
The Moon leads the day its way.
Riding in much thunder,
Bolt by bolt, all in all it’s but a ray!
Soaring in clouds of separation,
I’m going for a mighty preparation!
Skies so blue, seashores engulfed by a great encumber.
The Sun bleeds the only ray.
Soaring in much wonder,
Beam by beam, all in all I’m on my way!
All in all, dashing through every ray!
All in all, I’m shining in the light of today!

® Registered: Ann Rich 2002


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In his Dark Cloak

Black coal dances against a sparkling demur,
Glistening in the cool night air;
Gliding down from its lair on high,
To dance with the common foul.

Peckish and delightful in it’s bold appearance,
Yet plain and unnoticed by the fair;
It pulls to me in no other way,
As it studies the collection of chaos.

It mimics not, an intelligent brand of wisdom,
Which it possesses unlike the gaggle of miscreants;
Panicked in a breath of air or at the sight of demons -
It understands it’s watchful thoughts.

More profound in its mannerisms and idiosyncrasy,
It cries to be observed in its realistic state;
Akin to a mud-covered beauty queen,
Unbeknownst to the regular man.

His is earthbound delight and glory ,
For he is most beautiful in captured flight.;
Revealing God’s true nature and idea,
Radiating His true image in his dark cloak..


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The Lighthouse

There you stand in your deepest thoughts     
but alert and awake, all senses ready;           
thru bleak days and stormy weathers         
you keep watch in the night till morning.                

Such a sad solitary creature you are,                                   
seemingly lost and oh, so forlorn;                                                    
many a life would have been wasted            
without you to guide them to shore.                         

You know exactly when to spot trouble -             
sailors you brought home to safety,                            
weary travelers to hearth and family,             
but after it all you’re back on your own.              

Yet in the deafening quiet and stillness,                       
you never once even complained                             
nor whined about this life’s inequity                             
for you knew the role you must play.                    

Your aloneness you willingly accepted                           
because it’s what makes you complete,             
for looking after the lives of others                               
is a burden you have gladly taken.                                           

Would they ever try to understand you                                  
and give thanks for all that you've done?                           
or take the time to pat you on the back                        
and take you like a new-found friend?                     

What a thankless job you have, brother,                 
yet there lies the purpose of your being;          
maybe that’s precisely the reason why                         
you’ll not waste your time complaining.        


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Magic Mind Trip

Fire of ancient times march of fascist crimes i see what unfolds in front
of me do you believe can you walk beside me magical garden never denied 
me. Will you join the willing can you survive just this one time in the realm
of mind to some is certainly blind.

Oceans divide drink the wine excelsior divine magnificent lyricist
untold martyr the Mecca of medieval understand one man's evil.
Take this trip with me breath let the unease set sail the breeze
together we can travel this magical mind trip, mercenaries we
explore to grant the world our stories just wait till you see what's
in store i promise you no more worries.


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I fell in love last nite

I fell in love last nite 
I let my inhibitions go
I put pen to paper 
and I just wrote 
You see the paper
is my perfect mate
just as much as 
a blinking cursor
awaiting the first word
That blank sheet 
symbolizes everything
that is me 
I am a palate 
waiting to be painted
I love how I can relate
So carefully he caresses
my deepest emotions out of me
So patiently he listens to my side
I couldn't imagine life without him
I could spend all nite just looking into his eyes
One night with him and I give birth to miracles
I fell in love last nite
with this paper and pen
I came to him sad and lonley
He wiped my tears away 
Told me not to be afraid
I never knew how deeply a pen and paper
could affect me 
Until I wrote something down 
using my lovers amazing skills
and released all the pain 
onto my pen and papers shoulders