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Details | Couplet | |

The Psychostasia

The Psychostasia
(The Egyptian Funerary Rite)

For seventy days I’ve been prepared
With oils and unguents ever so rare
And with linen bandages to and fro
Wound and wrapped from head to toe

And on this journey I’m prepared to start
By enduring the “Weighing of the Heart”
With Toth’s oversight we’ll see whether
My heart weighs true against Truth’s feather

Should it fall short the beast will devour
My soul to oblivion in my final hour
Yet should it measure straight and true
The Pylon opened I’ll be ushered through

And then I shall fall unto my knees
And pray that Osirus hears my pleas
That he acknowledge and clear my tears
And accept my soul for a thousand years

And cleanse said soul of all its scars
And make me one with the canopy of stars
And bless my children and my wife
That they may join me in the afterlife


Details | Free verse | |

When He Smiles

The sun shines again for he smiles. The indeterminable day no longer flees or hides for its end is sought, as is its beginning for he smiles. Confusion though abiding must wait the laggard servant scolded by the Mistress Aphrodite for he smiles. Want must find a different dwelling for the moment un-housed by sweetest joy for he smiles. The sun shines again.


Details | Blank verse | |

Meeting The Soupers

"Your first poem was an 
excellent poem....you are 
welcome...." Commented 
skat on my first poem.
"Wonderful and deep 
poem....you are welcome 
to poetry soup..." That 
was Poet Destroyer.
"Wow you have touched 
my heart in a special way 
with your poem.....your 
new friend Leonora 
Galinta" said Galinta.
"Well penned" said 
kithinji and so many 
special poets.
Hearty words from these 
unique poets spurred me 
to write better poems.
Which they appreciate.
Poetry soup is safe haven 
where feelings and 
emotions are expressed 
in tangible forms.
An educational enclave 
where different forms of 
knowledge are 
exchanged like two 
hands washing eachother.
Am most humbled to 
meet these dazzling 
gems radiating warmth 
like the sun-a privilege it 
is connect to parts of the 
planet.
I believe we all will meet 
someday,not in the after 
life.
Leonora Galinta is an 
angel to meet,whom I 
admire amongst others.
Love to set my eyes on 
her delicate and graceful 
nature. See her graceful 
carriage, feel her gentle 
hands and smiles as she 
exudes sweetness. I pray 
hand of time will 
backwards when that 
day appears as we walk 
in the woods leading to 
silent deep blue sea with 
gentle breeze 
whispering...... A prolific 
writer as well.
PD will I meet 
someday,love her 
amiable nature,full of 
grace and charm. A 
prolific poetess.
Skat is lovely with her 
immeasurable words of 
encouragement.
Kithinji will I love to 
behold,to learn from him.
Have drink with Robin,
Alian, shake akinyemi, 
stroll with Joe, hv a hike 
with
Sibanda, dine with Ralph 
and you.
Saying hi and hugs to 
Paz Samelo.
Meeting the soupers is 
making a happy family.
   Am gliding like the 
eagle,soaring higher as 
the day pass by.          
you soupers are my 
strength.








Name:Ifeanyi Bob 
Ekechukwu.
(Baron Of Ebullion)


Details | Narrative | |

Everyone Has A Story

The clouds are now fading,
as the rainbow of life breaks through,
once my tears fell heavy,
but now only a trace of misty blue.

Sometimes we have no reason,
answers can't be found,
but we still stand on our Faith,
praying for stable ground.

Many pathways are given,
that's where common sense can't be blind,
for what we choose today,
can push us forward, or leave us behind.

Years are a blessing,
if we learn from where we've been,
but if we never humble our self,
the clouds will come again.

Everyone has a story,
our journey of tears, and smiles,
we are the keepers of the memories,
and all those lifetime miles.


Details | I do not know? | |

1-15-10 Commands

Smile. Laugh. Why must you command yourself?
Dont cry. Dont show them your organs. 
Its all a lie, isnt it?
The very fabrics of life. 
Do they see pain upon your face?
Does the sadness seep through?
Tears crystalize in your eyes. 
Your too brave to risk wiping them away,
and not brave enough to let them pour. 
Blink them away. 
Good, you follow commands. 
Do you know how to be a leader?
Do you close your eyes and walk?
Trust me. Follow the sound of my voice.
Will i lead you safely? Dont be so sure. 
We are all liars at our root. 
Push your self forward.


Details | Lyric | |

While You Sleep

While you sleep I tell you all of the things I keep inside throughout day.
Now that you can hear but not listen I find them much easier to say.
My hopes, my dreams, my fears, and everything in between
Your subconscious hears so keen, or so it seems.
My tongue is soft; I speak so sweetly 
Knowing your reaction will never greet me.

Tonight will be different in what I want you to know.
It has everything to do with what I can’t help but show.
I hold no claim to any religion but you’ve given me a place for my faith.
Somewhere it will never stale or lose its lavish taste.
You’ve shown me something I can see, touch, and feel, 
And so before it I choose to kneel.

I know I don’t say it but I miss you every day.
Sitting, thinking of the perfect words to be my choice,
Yet when you call I can’t find any of the right words to say.
I’m just happy to finally hear your voice.
Even just a moment is enough to sooth my heavy heart;
Fearing the ends of conversations knowing we’ll have to part.

I’ll never be too far from you, always within arm’s reach,
And in your days of darkness I’ll be the light that you will seek.
I’ll never let you leave too far from me, I’ll stay close behind you in this world;
Secretly protecting what is mine, you will always be my girl.
I only want the best for you so the best of me I will employ.
Faithfully yours, I will always be your boy.

I close my eyes and kiss your soft sweet lips
And see the very best of you in loving bliss.
I see past the physical which makes you attractive
And focus on the things I can’t see in which I’m attracted.
Your thoughts I’d love to hear them all.
Of the things you speak disinterest never makes its call.

My day will come, I know someday I’ll be the only one.
And you I will pursue viciously,
Because I’ve given you the greatest gift I can give, to love unconditionally.
Yes our day will come, I know someday we’ll be as one.
And you I will pursue viciously,
Because I’ve given you the greatest gift I can give… to love unconditionally.


Details | Ballade | |

Being you

Being you

Accept yourself
That’s all that I can say
Let your inner voice tell you
The way to live your day
Do not be hard upon yourself
That never did no good
Just be happy, never worry
It’s foolish that one should.

Love yourself
Cause you’re a ‘one off’ too
No one else can play your part
Nobody can be you
It’s a lovely world we live in
Let it seep into your soul
Then when you feel at one with life
Twill get you feeling whole.

Most people call me crazy
But I love being me
I do not care what others think
I only like to be
To be this way, it is my right
A gift sent down by fate
I’m so I’m happy being me
Each day to me is great.

14 August 2013 @ 1410hrs.



Details | Free verse | |

Moments In Time

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

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

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

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


Details | Narrative | |

Passing On of Little Bee, Ojibway, Thunder Bay

Little Bee, Deaamoo, grandmother of the Crane Clan, lies staring. The light of 
winter’s first full moon falls into the room. Through a ghostly haze of tobacco and 
sage smoke, she sees her loved ones. One withered hand clasps a cowrie shell, 
mee-ghis, tightly to her heart and in the other she holds a small dreamcatcher for 
her youngest granddaughter Little Aamoo. Strands of gray white hair escape from 
her braids which trail down beside her bird-frail form touching the fringe of her 
parting dress. Her clan has been in the sweat lodge praying for her safe journey 
home, some appear red-cheeked; others are a pale as the shades of her 
ancestors.  It is the end of her days, a time for passing on.

Outside of the house near the fringe of balsam pine a circle of stones are laid, each 
one blessed and bringing an anchoring comfort to man, lodged between earth, and 
sky. The four directions are marked and her way west is clear for her. Soon, she will 
ask loved ones to lay here amongst the gifts laid for Pacugu, The Great horned Owl, 
near the spirit house.

The veil is thin now between this world and the next. The smoke branches upward, 
showing the way to sky world where Gichi Manidoo waits. The songs are being sung 
for her now. The Shaman’s rattle is crisp and clear. All about her is beauty. Drums 
keep the beat of her heart. They wait. Remembering one last story, she calls her 
family to her, she must leave them with all the knowledge she has. "Ah, what was 
that story? Well, that is not for you." 





Details | Double Dactyl | |

Beyond Your End

 BEYOND YOUR END
Look deep into yourself my friend,
if then, you need to look to me, 
and deep enough to see the end,
beyond your end is where I'll be.

Into the love someday you'll see,
becoming all the things you'll know,
before your very eyes, I'll be
already where you want to go.

I'll be your long and blinding light,
of which all life is awed,
the thread that reaches through the night
in search of what is God.

And in a while, if love is right,
and hope is not just more pretend,
though you have sought what e'er you might,
'tis me you'll find, beyond your end.

And I will love your death away,
removing from your mind
what'er your death might seem to be,
with love impossible to find.
Û  © RON WILSON aka vee bdosa


Details | Free verse | |

For One Day

If I had only one day left with you,
I would ask that day be in God's own time,
one day, a lifetime, every moment
an expression of love,
every hour a new adventure.

twenty four hours to slowly pass
with you at my side,
a never-ending dream,
always giving thanks,
one day left with you, 

would be eternity.

 


Details | Rhyme | |

The True Love of a Man

When I was just a little girl, I dreamed I’d meet a knight. He’d proudly wear his shining armor, and guard me day and night. I kept on dreaming half my life and searched as I grew. Until I found my knight one day, I found my knight in you! Before our paths crossed that day, my struggles had been great. But when I laid my eyes upon you, I thought it must be fate. You gently got to know me and embraced me as a friend. And as our friendship grew in time, we knew it wouldn’t end. As our lives were set in motion, we climbed mountains and sailed seas. And as we’ve shared our lives together, we’ve blended with such ease. Our friendship grew as years passed by into such an enduring love. This thing we have together now was blessed from God above! I know we both have said it. We feel it in our souls. We’ve devoted our lives to each other, and together we’ll grow old. The love we share is very rare, and should be held with high esteem. For some may only find this kind, only in their dreams. This is what God planned for us, to live here on this land. To be the best we both can be, walking through it hand in hand. Even when our roads seem rough, we must have a faith that lasts. We’ll smile as we share many today’s, and reflect gladly on our past. I hope I’ve touched your life my love, as much as you’ve touched mine. For this is the love I’ve always dreamed of, a love both gentle and kind. I believe we meet our “soul mate” only once in our lives. This blessing from God has come to us, I’m proud to be your wife. With all this said my poem will end. A poem for my love, who is also my friend! I want to thank you with all that I am, For showing me Darling, the true love of a man!
With all my love, Michelle Merry Christmas – December 2006©


Details | Alliteration | |

' The Moon's Pilgrimage ... '

Moon’s Pilgrimage … Across The Sky To Praise
The Maker and All His Wondrous Ways
Moon’s Pilgrimage … Rises High, In Grace
Yet, Still In A Humble – Pilgrim’s Place

Moon’s Pilgrimage … Will Not Betray
All The Moonlight, GOD Lets Display
Tho’ She Moves In His Cosmic-Stage-Play
From His Theme-Theatre, She Will Not Stray

My Pilgrimage … Thru Deep, Dark Space
With Silver-Wings and Beams, I Chase
The Unknown and Known Questions Raised
Will Be Answered, When The Maker Says …

My Pilgrimage … To Touch Heaven’s Face
That Beauteous, Elusive, Mysterious Trace
Borne At The Blessed-Beginning’s Base
My Pilgrimage … Takes Me There To Pray …

My Pilgrimage … Takes Me There To Pay –
My Vows, My Voice, In Vesper-Vase
As This Moon, Is In Harvest – Phase
And Beams Brighter Now … Tho’ Slanted-Gaze

… The Moon … Glowing Ochre-Gold Or Silver
The Moon … Is Making Pilgrimage, Remember
The Moon … Is Trying To Help Deliver
Lost-Souls, Who Can Not Find … Moon River …

… Moon’s Pilgrimage … Keeps Steady Pace
Even Climbing Thru Dense, Cloudy-Lace
Moon’s Pilgrimage … Is Like A Dance, That Sways
Moon’s Pilgrimage … Into The Night’s Embrace … …


Details | Sestina | |

The Maid, the Magpie and the Mirror

Gazing, at its own reflection is the Magpie.
A magic bird, a mystical creature, with a soul
and the power to see things, the power of scrying.
It sees a tomb in ancient Egypt. It sees death.
A soul locked within a glorious bronze mirror,
Cleopatra and her Maid in a bond unbroken.

Time passes in silence as deep as the unbroken
promise of endless wisdom, gifted by the Magpie.
whose caws the Maid hears, within the depths of the mirror,
calls to the Queen, her Cleopatra, to her soul.
Magpie speaks to She on the Eastern Barge in the afterlife of death,
and to her Maid entombed. The sacred bird so near scrys.

The Magpie sits within oasis staring into the pool. It scrys
for all this time, its vigil, its protection, never broken.
Even when the sarcophagus is carried to the necropolis of the dead,
without, unknown, the bird speaks wisely through reflection, her Magpie.
Entombed, his Queen and her Maid, their bodies but not their souls,
Queen, Maid and Magpie, each cast a last gaze, alive within the mirror.

The Vows of Innocence, the Maid bespeaks the mirror.
Pleas to the Swallower of Shades, both Queen and Maid have scried
to The Burning One, and claim no lie, upon their soul.
As the light dims within the Maids eyes, in tomb unbroken,
she sees the life of her Queen and their Magpie
pass fast upon the brass, last breath of life and dying.

Oh, too soon the end, moans the Maid, I am dying.
Her life's reflection moves bronzed upon the mirror.
She screams, "My Queen," but hears only the caw of Magpie.
All around her other servants succumb and cry, whilst she sits scrying,
and the Magpie flies above in life entombed, eternity, unbroken.
As she beseeches all the Gods to save her soul.

The Magpie's spirit self moves within the mirror's soul.
He swoops gathering Cleopatra's essence, past the dying,
and brings her to the Maids side unbroken.
In afterlife upon the Eastern Barge they join the mirrored
whole, for he, the bird of magic, Magpie, has called and scried
it so. Part light of life, part dark of death, the Magpie.

The essence of each entwine united within this eternal mirror
for the Magpie cannot bear their deaths. He will protect and forever scry
in life the mirror sits unbroken a stolen bauble, and in it they dwell with the Magpie.





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Human Being

I walk a mile to see the self in me that I believe to be, 
I knew the road I choose to lay my head to sleep is called my home,
times in need I could barely see that in myself I will set free, 
the act that held me down, something about me I could not see,
I lived a life when I decide that day I said that I don't care, 
so young, so bright, I dim my light, traumatized for me to share,
love me please regardless of what you heard and what you have seen, 
friends say that I'm only human, yes you're right, a human but who am I being?
My life will move in the direction I choose, 
this I know I have always been taught
that I choose to be a winner or lose, 
its entirely up to me its all in my thoughts.

Ken Fepulea'i


Details | Didactic | |

Saving Grace

Introduction: Don’t you quit no matter how hard it is, no matter how much you struggle.
This is called life; this is the test, with its twists and turns. Make the best out if it.
We just have to believe in Almighty’s light, His saving grace and follow the Grande hope
up to the end of the tunnel, until the end of our lives.



When time gets tough, days seem long
As sometimes it does, you feel the song,
When heroes depart, hearts sink below
And most of us smile, as we feel them glow,
When past calls back to remind us of them
Some tears fall down, even out of gem.

When life gets rough, through those tough times
Just don’t give up, on hope we survive,
We wonder how everything’s still here
That’s when we believe, we have Him to share,
Faith is that bird, which reminds us at night
By singing its songs, that calls us to light

Confusions arise, when fear overcomes
Happiness glow dim, as trusts come undone,
Hearts and rules are made to be broken
In order to improve those that’s unspoken,
Some may confound the truth with the lies
That’s why He gave, us these two eyes.

You make your own choice with the dreams you shelter
That seems way uphill, just makes you stronger,
If you fall thousand times, you don’t quit the tour
You succeed one time and you reach your goal,
To some it seems hard, to you it’s the art
Some may just quit but you try and try, till the new start.


Details | Free verse | |

The Universal Man

I shall live and die By my own accord Only my God may judge me To him I've proved my worth I am still here fighting It matters not what for On my ship of righteousness Headed for waters unexplored The clear night sky will darken And the clouds seem ominous I take heed to the sure signs From them I won't digress They are in the way of my dreams And hopes that fill my sails Like the wind from my heaven Keeps my skin tough as nails Evil comes to tempt me I am not immune Sometimes I play the hero Other times I'm just a fool Either way the choice is mine I make it with my free will For that's the gift he gave me And for what I fight for still The government is coming To bring a chaos they call order The line has been drawn Between two sides there is a border I feel myself being torn To choose a fate in stone Let this be a lesson Why I wander on my own Minds can be controlled I see it every day The weak wills fall like dominos That lie littering my way An obstacle before me I iron will it to the end And when the devil comes to dance with me I have already started to transcend into everything around I am the universal man my true form I shall disguise I am hiding it from this great Satan they say will come for my demise I know he will find me maybe he already has in a long gone nightmare that my soul he stole at last if I remember correctly I can't say I recall ever escaping his grip or did it ever touch me at all?


Details | Monorhyme | |

Vindictive Sanctuary

Introduction: Blindfolded the world fades today, optimism awaits tomorrow...


Lies have many expressions
Can make one follow the mistaken,
Love has countless sensations
Can make one feel awaken,
Seek out the truth from its buried nation
As the deception has made it forsaken

No one knows where you’d disappear
For things you care is what you feel,
No one knows of what you hear,
One day you will deem what’s real
Ask Almighty to steer you clear
Help you save from your ordeal


Details | I do not know? | |

A Boy Like Me?

In spite of it all....
Traveling over the Brooklyn Bridge, lights aglow
What a magnificent sight
Crossing the waters unto the city
Upon the dawning of the night....
On his way to New York, a kid from California
Doing the circuit about the East Coast
Still in awe of it all; newness, has yet to fall
From a very big world, in part, he has come to see
New York City~The Empire~The Towers~Times Square
Forty Second and Broadway~The Statue, of "Liberty"....
Dwarfed by the rises, and lost among the, the crowds
The only eyes that know him, smiling, and looking down
I did it all for you ~
Eyes wide, bright lights, colorful sights, skies
Thinking, where is Sachs Fifth Avenue? Broadway, straight ahead....
The collar of his trench coat turned upward, to cover the chill
From about his neck; this kid from California
Three thousand miles away from home
Smiling at everyone, as he passes them by
Exchanging good evenings, good days, and
Glimpses into their precious eyes....
Faces he'll someday remember, perhaps?
As he looks back, upon a moment
A day, a night, a time, in New York City, amid an East Coast journey
For a kid from California, once, upon a life ~
Grab a bite....I think I'll buy that watch
Deeper into the subway....The hands upon the towers clock
"Got a light?"~"Sorry, but I don't smoke" 
So, that's how they sound?
Their voices, with that certain, prominence
"No thanks, I'm fine," don't think, today
I need, to get high!....
Staring down and all around, in awe of it all, once again
All the lights, all the sights, far above...."Above"
I did it all for you ~
Bright eyes, smiling eyes, smiling faces
Beautiful faces, everywhere, he turned...."Stars"
With stories endless, like glitter, poured
The pages of their lives~The story, of "His" mankind.... 
To a kid from California, with  innocence, still, in his eyes ~
Upon the steets of New York City; doing an East Coast circuit
Long ago? Not really~But, once, upon a "Life"
"I did it all, for "You!"
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
A Boy Like Me?


Details | Enclosed Rhyme | |

Beautiful day

Oh how  beautiful the day you  gave to me
 
A new and bright glorious day your mercy is new and your love is fresh
 
Lord I desire your ways and  your rest to see your hand touch my life
 
Is great and peaceful and keeps me right
 
 
 
I stand  and look inside my soul
 
The way you make things unfold
 
The little things Lord they make me new
 
The touch of the wind gives me life from  you.
 
 
The flowers and  there fragrance are lifting me up
 
I love you Lord your precious to me even though I fail and wander you take me in and make me humble
 
Your  ways are glorious why can't the world see the light you  give inside me take my hand Lord help me be
 
The woman you made when you set me free.
 
 
 
Written by:©Betty Bolden
 
9-6-04
 
All poems are copyright!©


Details | Verse | |

Atop The Mountain

 
_ __ ___ Overwhelmed in webs of silken light with crystal dew dripping beneath each hue of azure, emerald and citrine melt amongst the tree's For worry, has now gone, replaced with colored strands surreal breaths of enchantment, as I reach for felicities hand A soul of liberation, a thought to ponder within.... for my poetic song I have abandoned, to fly silent across the land ___ __ _


Details | Lyric | |

" I HAVE A DREAM !!!"

I have a dream
That I'll get another,and better job
I have a dream
That I'll have a 5 bedroom house with fireplace
I have a dream 
This house will have 4 1/2 bathrooms
I have a dream
I'll have a fishing pond in the back yard
I have a dream
I'll own lots of fishing equipment
I have a dream
My kids will finish school
I have a dream 
All my kids,and grand kids-dreams will come true
I have a dream
My grand-kids will finish school as well
 I have a dream
That I'll be able to start them all a bank account
I have a dream
To own the vehicle of my dreams a Hummer
I have a dream 
To own a nice pick-up truck
I have a dream
To take at least a week vacation with the love of my life
I have a dream
To make all the love of my life dreams come true
I have a dream
To go to the beach for the very 1st time
I have a dream
To not owe any debts
I have a dream
To be able to pay my tithes,and offering every Sunday
I have a dream
To spend lots of quality time with my mom
I have a dream
To be able to give mom a few thousand dollars
I have a dream
To go to any restaurant I never been to before
I have a dream
That I'll be able to help the homeless,and the poor
I have a dream
To have Uncle John a new water well dugged,better electricity,and trailor
I have a dream
That I'll hit it big with my poetry
I have a dream 
I'll be known world wide because of my poetry
I have a dream
All drugs,alcohol.cigarettes,and diseases will disappear
I have a dream
That all things that are not of God will go away
I have a dream
That every race will get a long
I have a dream
That gas prices will drop quiet a bit
I have a dream
To own some suits to wear to church
I have a dream
To live a long,and happy life
I have a dream
With no surgeries,or medication I will loose 200 lbs
I have a dream
To be all God wants me to be
I have a dream
I'll be able to make donations to charity
I have a dream
To go to my 1st family reunion
I have a dream
To meet my favorite wrestler The Undertaker
I have a dream
To lead songs in a popular choir
I have a dream
To see my Savior face to face
I have a dream
To hear him say well done my good,and faithful servant.


Details | Dramatic monologue | |

Crossroads- A night flight

I can hear the silence again
I can take back the time to think, to feel, to just 
breathe.
I have held out my hand to slow down time
and I have floated back down to myself
returned to my body for a while, you see;
I am here just on loan.
I dont know if I can lose myself again, 
lose myself to the fear of living, fear of the inevitable, fear of pain inescapable
so I think I'm just gonna ride on out on this illusion wave
and, you know- 
If you find a rock to cling to, and it breaks away suddenly, and you find another 
rock to cling to,
and it also uproots itself as well,
and you feel uneasy without solid ground
you gotta just learn how to be at ease with floating
till you gather the courage to fly away
into the unknown
and pardon my sudden departure.
but the next flight is at 12 sharp
and its already a quarter to midnight


Details | Dramatic monologue | |

Cry only for those who cannot hear you

The wind did stir the thought in kind wanting - for if she knew my soul, just a spark 
of it, I would be a rich man...

So long this ribbon of love that flows over the rocks of age and distant torment...
The gate keepers sit alone watching, waiting for the violators who dare not call 
mundane theirs...

It is those shackles which bind misguided dreams that which make fertile ground for 
the barkers at the door, for what else does one need to grey the vision and dull 
delight?

You carry the scent of the well-traveled said the withered old man - I too know your 
pain, that which comes from never knowing home - those of us who seek blindly 
that which the world cannot give - home is not a place but a thought in time and 
nothing more than a stop to rest your ambition...

Cry only for only those who cannot hear you, for it is selfish to do otherwise and 
seek home in the gentle embraces of those that know you...

Be kind to those who would bite you, for in doing so it will bring light to a dark path...

AND

Always rejoice in life - it pisses them off and helps them to see the tragic flaw of 
their diluted beliefs...


Details | Ballad | |

What are your Words of Poetry meant for Oh Sage

I.
The wrothful man has regotiated his saliency,
The humble man has neglected his post of "Your Excellency",
Let the pirate look through my one eye of transpareency,
Hope my superman sings along to those dracula's frequencies,
These are not Bulls written in pure fantasy,
Our fleur-de-lis and its very ecstacy,
Not meant for agilely minded Perverts,
Spliffs meant for Godly minds,exhalling Wisdom and Truth.. Selah

II.
Reading to the salient ears of age,
Your teeth gleaning this vast ears of corn,
Seeing men's rage shorten their years,
Or what your ladies who smiled at my no-beard-style have become,
Easy skanking is what my ears hear,
A tip of God given talents,
Many a quail showering my Sweet Heart with "Works so excellent",
God breathes his creative spirit to minds We call "Salient", Selah


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Begin to Live

I feel the sun's comin' out today
She's pushin' those mean ol' clouds away
So that I can see past these shades of grey
to a real far place, that I'm not yet, today:
 
I've been dreamin' here, so patiently 
but a journey lies ahead of me
a vision, I was born to see
a dream, meant to be reality:
 
I must convince the wind to whisper, "Please"
so to soothe the storm, and thunder ease
Then I can step out from beneath these shadey trees
and chase after harmonious melodies:
 
Be still mighty waters, it's time to part
and leave no path, besides my heart
I hear the first step is the hardest part
so where I now stand, Is where I shall start.


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yellow dress

if i woke up from
on the kitchen table
and saw her standing
there at the fridge
pouring tomato juice
into her bloody mouth,
wearing nothing
but that yellow dress
she cut in half
last halloween after walking
to the river where she
said the most beautiful things
about dancing with the moon
right before throwing up
something black & fleshy-pink
on the rock where i was sitting,
& we walked back to eat
a fried egg standing
next to the stove where
she would light her cigarettes
swigging shady ladys, silently
listening to my developing dissatisfaction
& some sort of lingering love,
if she was here right now,
staring blankly at flies buzzing,
i wouldn't be surprised,
even if it has been three years since she died.


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The Man With A Brown Hat

I came from the islands in the Far East 
Where the bird of prey will rise 
That’s being prophesied, but I’m sure 
I’m not that One, for I possess not the golden rule 
Though, I searched for years in Lenin’s name 
Instead, I saw an empire fell from fame
Leaving behind my Caucasian brother
Watching his home town turned grey
When the desperate bombed it
By fate, once was a sailor with wan smile
Sailing the deep blue to catch the elusive dreams
Yet, I ended up alone, drinking ouzo 
In the queen city of the Gentiles
Where I found my mortal half
She wrapped me, with her love                                               
Now, I juggle my time from here and 
To the city of lights, to be with my bloods
But my skin betrayed me
One day, when I wanted to see my god
Imprisoning me for hours and les bleus
Were questioning the colour of my skin, but
Thanks to Heaven Above, for I’m still alive
Why do others can easily spoil the beauty?
Of my beloved, and yet, I can’t even glance 
Theirs, nor taste just the smell of their soil
Without being questioned
Or, being stared from head to toe
What if I do the same? 
Non, don’t panic! I will not, for
I've no power to change the name of the game
Maybe some day, but right now
I’ll focus myself to my new found joy 
In the arts of writings
And will keep honing my craft to perfection
Till I free the miseries deep inside…
Since I saw the first dawn thirty nine years ago 
In the beautiful archipelago
Bearing the Spanish name
For she was sealed tight with a fist
People, unite and let’s make peace
Listen to the messenger of these last days
The simple things I really wish….. for all

                   
                                         
                                           
                                     
    
                          
                       


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What Hurts

You know what hurts the most
what hurts the most is when you a total stranger treats you better than who you`re 
with
It hurts the most when you turn to your friends,and they`re the ones that ends up 
hurting you the most.
It hurts the most when you go to your family for comfort, and in return of what you 
ask for they turn their back, stick their nose up at you as if you were a stranger off 
the street.
It hurts the most when kids are having kids.
It hurts the most when females no longer respect their values as a LADY, 
MOTHER, and COMPANION.
It hurts the most when men don`t respect women for what they are WORTH.
It hurts the most when you put your all,then to watch it just slip away right in your 
face and you can`t do absoutely anything about it.
It hurts the most when you see people who are addicts.
It hurts the most when we as society can`t see that the government don`t really 
care about us.
It hurts the most when those who are fortunate can`t look at for those less 
fortunate.
It hurts the most when you see how the world is.
It hurts the most when society can not respect and overlook me as being black, a 
lady, and a LESBIAN.
It hurts the most when young boys and girls are not getting the right information 
aboutschool, sex, and drugs.
Final It hurts the most when people forget there is a GOD.


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Spiraling of work and play

Endlessly at play,
forthright in work,
evolving to the tune
of passion eclipsed

Build a house with satin bricks
to etch a song from roots to mist
We all belong
Enfolded in rapture
In dreams, capture the wandering
of the soul-
if
allowed to breathe
To heavens it will soar


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Sometimes

Sometimes when I see
A happy family
It quickly gets to me
The sadness that must be
In this lonely life of just me

For whatever sins I may have done,
I never meant to hurt anyone
And whatever luster I had in life,
Burned away with a cheating wife.

I realize part was my fault
I did not provide something I ought,
But the pain was slow to fade,
In the misery that she made

Now hope has come again to me
In a beauty all can see
Shining from the inside out
Makes me want to shout

And, I know that I am blessed.
And in happiness I am dressed.


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Canceled

         I closed my eyes and tried to forget the way you smiled and those dark 
mysterious eyes.

 You touched my soul and I just wanted you to know that. You blew my 
mind for so many years and now I feel so alone.

 I cancelled you so long ago, I swore that this was finished. But the only thing that was 
ever finished was a lie and I swore to my heart that it didn't.

 Didn't beat every time I saw you, Didn't tip every time you smiled. Didn't trip over 
myself every time I pretend that I wasn't.

 It was all a lie and I couldn't control the fact that I wanted you, every part of you 
and more. 

I would sneak little glances at you out of the corner of my eyes, Remember 
that i'm not confident at times I can be kind of shy.

 I wanted this to be secret but it was just waiting to burst out, and as the years went 
by I find myself dying to see you once again. Is that you I see on the train? I shiver 
just at the thought. 

How many times am I gonna flip when it wasn't even you just a look alike.

 This has to tell me something this has to be a sign, If I ever saw you again I would 
jump off a cliff so high.

 But then again I remember you were supposed to be cancelled that's 
what I told all my friends.

 You were no longer viewing in my mind, A past show, just 
some long road that i'd done traveled. 

It wasn't until some time later that a friend 
whispered in my ear, she told me that you were doing ok and then the feelings 
started to surface again.

 God I yelled at myself can you be anymore pathetic... I wasn't going out like that this 
is the last time I write about this person.

 I smile knowing that this poem is just the third of many... cancelled? It would never be 
fully over in my mind, I mean a girl has to have her fantasies.


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"MY FAVORITE WRESTLER IS THE UNDERTAKER!!!"

My favorite wrestler is the Undertaker
He's the real deal never a faker
And a awesome casket maker
Also a soul taker
He doesn't mind giving a powerful choke slam
Without saying thank you maim
High in the air he delivers the last ride
And he's known world wide
He don't care about making his opponent tap out
By showing them what he's all about
And with that devastating pile-driver
There are very few survivals
He's well known as Dead-Man walking
Does alot more fighting than he does talking
6'7 in height he's a bad man
And I'll always be his #1 fan
He's on his way to the Royal Rumble
And his opponent will crumble.


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A Dark Fairy tale

There once was a princess
so beautiful,
That all those who beheld her
Wanted her hand forever

There was, at this time,
A White Knight
In shining armor
(save a few tarnish spots
he'd somehow overlooked)
Who roamed the land
Seeking justice and true love

Unbeknownst to those
in the kingdom,
The beautiful princess
was secretly controlled,
and endlessly tortured;
By evil dragons
Servants of a Dark Sorcerer

Dragons of abuse, loneliness
and jealousy-
She desperately sought a love
One promised in a dream...
A total and true love
Independent of her beauty,
or her wealth

The White Knight;
Clumsy at times-
Had the keenest vision
in all the land
And the purest inner heart

His sword was sharp
(sharper than him)
And dragons fled from him

He searched the land
For the true love he so needed

One day the knight
came upon the Princess's realm

One glimpse and his heart
was hers
But dragons have wings
And the host of dragons
flapped their's
so furiously...
that the ground shook

The knight stumbled,
Smiting his head

Suddenly his vision fouled
He knew in his heart
he had to rescue her...
from these fierce dragons

But his vision, now blurred
Would not let him
wield his sword in defense

Heros sometimes fail-
As did our brave knight...
And the dragons
Prevailed

The princess still waits
In her lonely tower

She will not forget-
His love, and his valor-

She will not be free...

She will await a
new, braver,
stronger knight

But he may never come

And the dragons
may lose next time...
And the princess
our knight prays...
Will be happy,

And free-
At last."


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Little Girl On Bended Knees

She’s a little girl abused in so many ways.
She knows for everything theirs a price she pays.
She doesn’t go where other children play.
So much lost.
So much at cost.
She’s berried with in her pleas.
Clothing tore to all degrees.
She runs to the church knowing everything he sees.
Maybe he can set her free.
Little girl on bended knees.

She can’t wash his smell away.
No matter how much she bathes.
Do you really have to love daddy this way.
Day by day she prays.
So many memories will prey.
She wishes they would just fade away.
In the bushes she hides.
Daddy is dead inside.
To god she will confide.

“God who will believe me?
Who will see?
Mom always said it was just me.
Now she has to see.”
Little girl on bended knees.

Her life is so hard in part.
Yet not compared to what she sacrifices in her heart.
He slices it up and rips it apart.
She wants to point blame
But lowers her head in shame.
God taking over this little soles hope 
And his heart is breaking.
There is so much she is staking.

She raises her bloody hands high.
Deep down she wishes she could die.
But she made daddy finally say goodbye.
Six years old murdering daddy to finally be free.
Little girl on bended knees.


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NO END

RIPPING MEAT
TEARING AT THE BONE
LOST AND CONFUSED
TRYING TO FIND MY WAY HOME
THEY TAUNT AND LAUGH
WITH DEVINE SKILL
ERASING ME PIECE BY PIECE 
DESTROYING MY VERRY WILL
I AM BUT ONLY WHO I AM
I WAS PUT ON THIS EARTH
 TO BE TOURCHERED AND ABUSED
WHILE OTHERS LAUGH
AND ARE AMUSED
THERE IS NOTHING LEFT OF ME NOW
EXCEPT A SINGLE THREAD
THAT BINDS ME TO THIS EARTH
THE PLACE OF BLOODSHED
SO WHILE I SIT HERE
WAITING FOR THE END
ONLY TO FIND OUT
I WILL BE BACK AGAIN
AND WHEN I RETURN
I WILL SEEK MY REVENGE
FOR MY LIFE IS A CIRCLE
THERE IS NO END
by joshua lloyd


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My Problem

Yeah, I know,
It's "My Problem"...
No sweat to you...
Even though I might beg,
For help or advise what to do...

I'm cut off from the internet...
My last human link...
With my good poet friends,
Guess I'll just mix a drink...

Kind'a sad,
I gotta' admit....
When those I've helped,
Suddenly seem fit...
To ignore my calls...
Who gives a s_it...

You'd tell me to just join Yahoo,
But I don't know how,
With no internet connection...
I'm "having a cow!!!"
I sure tried reaching you,
You didn't pick up,
Suddenly I have no phone service..
Now what do I do??
And all the meds I need...
Suddenly my card is not honored...
I can only guess New York State...
Has decided my life to terminate...
Sure makes for a great day...
But I've got more to say...

I gave you a good lump of money,
Not too far in the past...
Said use what you need...
I think it should last...
Never thought I'd have this problem...
Another warning I failed to heed...

I still believe, I still trust you,
Maybe aliens have invaded,
And you know not what to do...
But for heaven's sake...
Don't know how much more
Bad news I can take...
Seems a cesspool of misfortune...
Is swimming around in my air...
How much, my God,
Am I supposed to bear?

I was once a man...
Of substantial means...
But find them now...
The Twilight Zone, it sure seems

And with my health failing...
Falling apart in big bits...
I feel hard pressed...
To hold on to my wits...
Even my remote did desert me,
I cried as I search...
He left me one channel
He left me in a lurch...
 
And when it seems...
No one gives a sh_tz,
I start to find,
Some scary angry head fits...

My pen has worked long...
And hard, be assured...
Fought off mental demons...
Hence, I have endured...

But betrayal, or indifference,
Bites one so hard...
There's no way in the world...
You won't wind up soul-scarred...

All I can say,
Some should be...
feathered and tarred..
For those they have marred...
Hope this never happens to you...
But if that should come to pass..
Just call me, I'll be there
My love will always last...

But, now, if you get a chance,
Please tell me what to do...
You know how to survive...
You know I idolize you..."



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Details | Quatrain | |

Magical Things

I think I’ll live forever
I think I’ll refuse to die
Plant my body in the ground
My spirit’s going to fly

Please come fly away with me
Once this journey is complete
Universe can be our home
Our own magical retreat

Two celestial bodies
Darling lets take to the sky 
Forget the why, when or how
This dream is for you and I

Gliding upon golden wings
We can dance from star to star
I would travel anyplace 
So I could be where you are

Angel’s dance like fireflies
Through trails of glittering dust
In heaven magical things
Exist for people like us

It seems we have come so far
Seems the limit is the sky
When I think of who you are
Tears of joy I need to cry

Everything is what you are
You are everything to me
Long as eternity last
My soul shall be one with thee

So let’s live on forever
We will each refuse to die
Plant our bodies in the ground
As our spirits take to the sky



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And Then

And Then…

My work finished
     I glanced back at the clock
Ah… The Witching Hour
     Hung heavy on the next tock
My thoughts raced back
     To childhood days
          To scary stories
               Round campfires haze
                    To daunting dares
                         In dark woods maze
               And then… It caught my eye

A phantom shape
     That just moments before
Had been shadows tossed
     Twixt the walls and floor
And I admit
     Twas’ dimly lit
          Random shapes
               In chances knit
                    Poorly viewed
                         From where I sit
               And then… I saw it move

Just then I thought
     Tis’ time to trust and pray
And steady my hearts resolve
     Should this be the reckoning day
And then I swear
     The room grew cold
          Events purpose
               Moved to unfold
                    My chest I clutched
                         My soul to hold
               And then… I heard it speak

“Time is at hand”
     And those words comforted it seemed
And my God in a timeless moment
     I became one with all I’d dreamed
Tis’ certain this
     Event of page
          Will visit all
               Upon life’s stage
                    Fully quenching
                         Life’s burning rage
               And then…


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Seeing What

Manifestations in life come from chosen
application of frequent thoughts in one's mind
Reveals and befalls a person's existence
Resource for combustion the fuel is spirit
This one can learn even if they not humble
All acts come into being through the body

Impulsive are the desires of body
Selfish at times be these acts one has chosen
Passion does carry energy for spirit
yet this life adventure is just one existence
There are many more for the creative mind
This should cause all to pause and be humble

Still those deny that there is a co-existence
carrying on with life never be humble
they all follow the dark path they have chosen
allowing uncontrolled thoughts to run the mind
Reluctantly it does comply the spirit
Paid by his holy sacrifice of body

Unlimited is the source of the spirit
becoming aware of this is to humble
knowing there is more than human existence
Serving only as a vessel the body
placed to carry out the deeds that are chosen
Placing utmost importance on state of mind

Considerations to remaining humble
It provides one with a peaceful existence
thoughtful are all of the decisions chosen
Willing compliant must be the spirit
Stable and balanced at all times is the mind
Righteous and just are the acts of the body

Coming to an understanding in one's mind
Relating all things as is to the body
Ever present to assist is the spirit
a faithful and loyal companion chosen
who steadily remain fixed to be humble
There in part lay a eternal existence

Sought after is a chosen
humble coexistence
of mind, body and spirit


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When The Sun Rises

Dear God, when the sun rises,
I can only wish for a better day.
I'm not looking for consolation prizes;
I know life can't go entirely my way.

I just want to love and be loved,
To have hope and a great faith.
Sometimes the choices in life are tough,
After sunrise creates a new day.



©2013 Honestly JT


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Paratrooper's Gracious Descent—Mother Earth Below

It was the day I wanted the most
Yet dreaded as the worst,
Seeing the jumpmaster’s eyes
Way up there in the sky,
Waiting for the scream
“This is a paratroopers’ dream
Stand in the door—lean and mean!”
C130 paratrooper’s Jet, 1500 feet above earth
M16 Weapon by my side, ready to hit the dirt 

Knees bent as a dog’s leg on the ledge
Crackling nerves on screeching edge
Cotton dried mouth like a Sahara’s wedge
Soldier before me threw up his lunch
Stomach flipping—fear gripping  
Paratrooper’s static lines scraping, moving
Shinny brand new paratrooper’s boots 
Shivering to a shuffling groove
Trembling to its new roots

Cold palms slippery from sweating
Camouflaged face twitching like electric shocking
Eyes like a road map dredged with red
Boots shuffling towards the elliptical edge
Heard the jumpmaster’s words 
“Go, go, go—jump soldier!”
I felt like a lonely hanging leaf 
Growing from the side of a cliff
Just dangling in the breeze
Like a trapeze with distance in between

The moment of truth arrived
Saw the green paratrooper’s light
Heard the Jumpmaster’s voice—“Go!”
Cannonball leap into the rushing breeze 
Wings of angels—still praying all the more
One thousand…two…three…four…
Parachute opened above—“Puff!”
Then I knew from the Lord
As I descended safely below
I am still His beloved!




Details | Ballad | |

A Poetry Ballad

Ballad of the poet

When the moon kissed the sun, and light spread upon the earth. *hh*
Bright and early, 
early bird gets the worm.

With sullen time on stand by.... *DJ*"
Spurns emerald valleys that blur upon my new-found perch  *J.M.G*
While all nature wakes from slumber in timeless glory. *E.G*
Morning glory stroked by a ceremonious dandelion... whisper~   *K.D*

Bitter like morning breath.
Rooster crows, two songs, I share a note with him.
My cat rises to the sun of a new day.
Stretches into a c with her tongue curled and tail furled  *S.K.*
My coffee offers the sweetest taste after a goodbye kiss.
Clever and warm, I twinkle to the new morning light,
as I step outside, something pierced my heart..
~Wing broken, his bow in tow, arrows strewn, 
~No flight for thee, love lost, bent arrows I see,"  *R.M*
Everything I see, everything I feel around me.
Becomes a new song.
Born of many emotions.
I roll them on a paper without a pen. 
BUT!  In my mind they speak clearly to me~
Look into My eyes with your heart... and there you will find your soul  * R.A.D.*

"I hear an angel calling The beastly being within"   *R.S*
A new creation awaits beyond the path of dreams content,
Eros and Cupid both shoot through my heart."  *J.H.*
As the arrow's liquid enters my soul...    *RON*
Will that winged creature with the bow and arrows stop blinking his eyes?" *R.P*
He has stretched his wings too far this time.  *V.B.*
"His arrow of love is strumming my heart with golden grace.  *L.M*
A Halo'd smile upon my face.    * L.H*
Has suddenly turned to a grimace!   *G.S.*


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Leap of Faith

Not long after The Beginning,
There were Animals and there was Man.
A great chasm lay between, that legend said
Only a Leap of Faith could span.
 
Animals seemed happy on their side;
For, after all, such a leap could not be done
“Make the best it,” they all said;
All, that is, but one.
 
There stood Dog, alone upon the brink,
The distant Man’s reflection shining in his eyes;
Something was robbing Dog of peace;
Something was urging him to try.
 
Compelled, he stood and stared,
Nothing could distract his gaze.
Now and then, Horse would come;
Each time, the same old words to say.
 
“I understand.  I really do.
I admit it.  I’ve thought about it too;
But it’s too far for me to jump,
It’s certainly too far for you”.
 
One day, as Horse spoke his words,
Cat rudely interrupted with a sneer.
“Go ahead and try.  You’ll break your silly neck.
You can’t go there.  Your place is here”.
 
More resolute now, his vigil became duty;
Still, he often wondered, “Why?”
But something deep inside kept saying,
“You must.  You must.  It’s do…or die”. 
 
Then, one day, he turned and walked away.
Oh, yes, he’d need a running start.
He knew now, he had the Will;
But only a Leap of Faith could prove his Heart.

Just before he made his Leap of Faith,
Dog saw the loneliness in Man’s eyes.
“He needs a friend, someone to help 
And always stand right by”.
 
With those unselfish thoughts,
Dog had reason, he felt whole.
And well he should, for at that very moment,
God granted Dog a Soul!
 
But Souls don’t come so easy,
And his leap was short that day.
If Dog was to make a Leap of Faith,
Man would have the final say.
 
Dog’s faith was truly tested, front paws upon the edge.
He hoped  Man’s eyes hadn’t lied. 
Then Man’s Heart swelled and touched his Soul.
He helped Dog up and placed him proudly at his side.
 
Oh, so jealous was Cat I’m told;
His eyes turned green that day.
“Oh, you are an heroic mutt; 
A friend of Man, you say?
I’ll make that leap by myself.
You can bet, I’ll find a way”.
 
So, Dog had made the Leap of Faith.
He and Man became Best Friends.
So it shall be, for all eternity;
That is to say, until the Very End.
 


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Lewis And Clark

They were Meriwether Lewis and William Clark,
Her name was Sacagawea.
On an expedition they did embark
Finding the passage to the sea.

Down the Missouri they traveled, 
Then slithered 'round the Snake River bend.
Rocky Mountain weather and sickness battled;
At the Columbia River they'd end. 



©2013 Honestly JT


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Jack and Jill

Jack and Jill went up the hill to fetch some pails of water
Jack climbed some trees while Jill was picking some pretty flowers

After some hours Jack realized that he was wasting time
So he called Jill to hurry up before ‘tis half past nine

So off they went to continue their very long journey
‘Till they passed by an old beggar and gave him some money

When they both reached the well Jack and Jill filled up their buckets
Near the well were some berries which they put in their pockets

When they reached home their momma and papa were so happy
For dinner they had meatballs and soup and chicken curry

 And five bags of bananas which a rich neighbor gave them
The good that you do to others will always be returned 


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Falling Leaves

I revel in the falling leaves
their fluttering flight to ground
I listen to the falling leaves
hear their pitter-patter sound.

Oh see, the ruby red, the pale gold,
the omnipresent sable brown.
Look, see the shivering birch let loose...
add their colors all around.

What glory's found, as form takes flight
each transformed, re-formed, astounds,
May we detach with such serene grace
when our earthly life's unbound.

Oh, listen to the falling leaves
see them rest, upon the breast of ground.


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Love came down at Christmas

L Long ago travelled Kings
O Opened their minds to prophecies
V Visiting from afar they brought gifts of Gold, Fracincense and Myrrh
E Eastern Star guiding them lighting the way

C Company of Heavenly Host
A Allelujah! Angels appeared to Shepherds, telling Savior born
M Manger for bed wrapped in cloths in Town of David
E Evangelically proclaimed Christ the Lord

D December 25th designated day
O On which we recollect
W Why/way Christ entered our world
N Nativity only part of His story

A A new testament
T Tells of new covenant between God and His people

C Christ's coming to Earth
H Hailed as new born King, Holy
R Risen Lord, righteous redeemer, 
I Intercedes for us as
S Spiritual Saviour to save sinners souls
T Time for Truth, Trust, Trinity
M Man's belief in God of Love,  
A As Father Son and Holy Spirit
S Shall be saved


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A Way To Greener Pastures

My words echo back to me
Off barren walls
Through empty halls
Find no hearing ears this eve
Except my own
I'm quite alone.

Soon perhaps I'll leave this place
For greener fields
'Cross distant hills
And never happen back this way
Except in thought
For lessons taught.

I'll follow perchance this gale
That birthed my soul
And kept the coals of hope aglow
A peaceful breeze that fills my sails
And safely takes me
Across seas of animosities.

Here the grass has all but died
And turned to brown
Exposing bare ground
No longer can my roots be tied
I'll leave the wind the master
To choose a way to greener pastures.


                                Timothy I. Brumley



Just in case any of my fans are wondering, I wrote this poem in 1979 just
before coming back from overseas during my enlistment in the Air Force.
The breeze, or gale, mentioned above represents the Holy Spirit.


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My Alien Friend

Look in to the sky above
When the night is clear
You will see something special
That is flying in the air

It looks like a space ship
Or could it truly be
An alien from outer space
That wants to come meet me

When I was a little girl
It did happen to me
An alien landed on my roof
So I went up to see

He talked a funny language
And looked a bit silly too
But I could tell he was a friend
And a friend good and true

He took me into outer space
So we could see a star
It was his home planet
We had flown quite far

There we could fly
And I had magic powers
I flew around the countryside
And played there for hours


Then it was time to go
Although this place was great
My mum and dad would worry
As it was getting late

He flew me to my bedroom
And said a long goodbye
I promised I would not be sad
But couldn’t help but cry

He said you can always see me
Just look into the sky
So this is not forever
So please don’t say goodbye

Its then that I awoke
Had it been a dream?
Was everything all imagined?
And not what I had seen?

And then I looked into the sky
And saw a streak of light
And a space ship in the distance
Fly off into the night

And behind a dim smoke trail
I could just make out what it had to say
“Don’t miss me just look up in the sky
I’m never far away”


Details | Pastoral | |

At The Cross Roads






       *********

There is a Road
Which neither began 
       -Or End-
At the providence
      - And Mercy -
Of a kind receptive
 And willing.......
               - GOD -
Where from the beginning
           Ye' Shall find
A Road where time neither began
                Or End
           ---------
That should be of little consequence
          Fore the Lord
     Beseech You and call for You....



                   Poet Author
                   Gary Fields


Details | Rhyme | |

For Always

Every moment I can't see your face;
These are the days and nights when I miss you.
I ask that you stay for always,
On sunny days and when it rains too.

If I speak to another pretty dame,
She's not the flame inside that grows.
In my heart you will remain;
This one thing I'd like you to know.



©2013 Honestly JT
For Skat -Love's "Under 10" Poetry Contest


Details | Free verse | |

Final Adieu

Final Adieu

Let another sun set,
Let another flower wilt,
Let another autumn cast its gloom,
Let another tear role,
As ye part, and bid
The final adieu.

Suyash Saxena
St. Stephen’s college


Details | Concrete | |

DISTURBED CREATURE- Am I

A poem wrote by me, based on Person who is a deserving icon but still struggling hard with his career life and addressed as disturbed creature.

DISTURBED CREATURE--> Am I ??       BY Mrs.Madhavi Suyog Pagare

Am I so insane, Am I so mad,
Dramatic mood of mine is so die hard.
Destroyed my peace, Shattering my dreams,
People call me as disturbed creature.
As like mounting the pain, attenuating the drain!!

Digesting my feelings lying inside me,
Strangely nobody cared, call me sick.
Teasing me lavishly and my heart is pricked,
Hurted me like hell when addressed me as stupid.
As like showering rain, missing on the lane!!

Time lapse in journey of life,
Can hamper anybody on its path.
When I see innate reflex of mine,
I always use to brightly shine.
Though possessing every job attributes of mine,
I never thought the authorities will ditch and hamper my career line.
Falsely acting bloody swine, making my image as fade as wine.
As like affecting harmonious divine, my soul was, as is transparently pristine!!

Destroying me and testing my patience, Never wanna give up.
Transformed deviations, wanna rightly screw up.
I wanna raise up, I wanna shake up.
I wanna wake up, Tranquilize my mind.
Unzip the professional life compressed by the culprits.
Wanna explore myself, driving the motivated heights of journey.
Lastly waiting for the optimistic opportunity.
Cuffing the suspect ,I wanna rejoice by my pattern of life!! 

with Suyog Pagare


Details | Limerick | |

Wonderful Star

                                   There once was a wonderful star 
                                 Who thought she would go very far
                                            Until she fell down
                                         And looked like a clown
                                   She knew she would never go far
                                     She would land near the moon


Details | Senryu | |

How Does One Know

Lies be told 
as though true 
nothing changed


Details | Ballad | |

A New Day

I might sparkle in the night but I'm not the only star you might not see them in the sky it depends on where you are Am I the only light in your eyes that makes you smile when you cry if your favorite's what you say don't you blink it might fade away Only when we give everything we're truly ready for better things we invite ourselves off to drift the steam rises and our spirits lift Follow me, into sun sets be brave and strong with no regrets and when the sea takes the light we'll find a new day after the night there's still a new day after the night


Details | Verse | |

US in JesUS

Before we were thought of or time had started, 
God put US in His Son’s name.. 
 
And each time we pray, you'll see its true, 
You can't spell Jesus without including US.  
Were a pretty big part of His wonderful name, 
For US, He was born; 
 
And His great love for US is the reason He died. 
Isn't it thrilling and splendidly grand 
He rose from the dead, with US in His plan? 
 
The stones split away, the gold trumpet blew, egospelexpress
And His resurrection was for US.  
 
As JesUS left the earth with His wonderful ascension, 
When He felt there was one thing He just had to mention. 
 
"Go into the world and tell them it's true 
that I love them all - Just like I love you." 
 
So many people are Christian brothers and sisters, 
Don't all the others have a right to know JesUS too? 
 
It all depends on what we do, 
He'd like them all to know, 
But it all starts with US. 

Rev. Samuel Mack, OMS
Copyright   2011

VISIT US AT; http:paladinnews1.blogspot.com


Details | Free verse | |

The Old Salt

The Old Salt was a special man who came along in a time
when he was needed most.

A time that is now gone forever.
When men believed and sacrificed, when hero’s walked the earth in mass.

When patriotism was not just a word
but,
by what men lived and judged the worth of each, 
a man who lived a life most of us cannot comprehend. 

An era now gone as this warriors tour of duty ends at this station, 
and begins anew in the heavenly fleet. 

Sail on Sailor into your unaccompanied tour,
we salute you.

What greater honor, that when a man moves forward, 
he leaves behind in each of us the best of what he was. 

A defender, protector, supporter, victor, a warrior, 
the last of the breed from an era when ships were made of wood
and men were made of steel.

The Old Salt has reported for duty that takes him away from us for now. 

Those of us who remain behind,
remember, and will continue to remember, 
because he now resides forever in our hearts.

As I look up at night, I envision The Old Salt,
a beret draped just above the eye, 
as he draws upon his pipe, 
quietly he waits.
The guardian of heaven’s gate.



Details | I do not know? | |

Baby Jesus's Stuffed Animal

Baby Jesus lay away in a manger

The three wise brothers brought him gold

Have you ever heard of the story of the stranger?

That brought the young pip an animal of cold

This stuffed animal was made with the remains of religion

Cuddly and fluffy like the feeling of tonic and gin

Sewn together with the hair of Jewish corpses

For he will die one day for their future sins

Or so they say.........

The little baby Jesus tossed away his gold

Did not give a sh#t for the jewelry and the mold

He gravitated to this one eyed plush of spun

As the tag on his foot replaced with "Made from Taiwan"

Baby Jesus would call this animal of odd

By the name he knew only of his father of "God"

As Mary closed her legs and removed her cigarette

She asked why? to the stranger as he shook his head

"If this is the boy of the God of it all?

Why is he white? When we know that they are "small"

I figured I would bring him a toy with one eye

For one is enough for a small gifted guy"

The leader of the nation or better yet the world

Should be endowed to enjoy all the girls 

I give him a bear with the remains of "his" kind

As a reminder that he will never be mine

As I draw a line in the sand to choose

The line you see drawn is from the middle of my shoes

The footsteps on both sides are not from him carrying me

They are mine as I walk to my religion of ecstasy

Enjoy your bear Jesus, I will enjoy life


Details | Ballad | |

Rapture's Light

I’ve just had an experience unlike any other.
It was so great, cause now I’m with the Father.
I’ve just had an experience unlike any’ll know.
‘Cept for those who came with me in the flow.
Of Light! That is. The never-endin’ Light of the Lord.
The never-endin’ Light of the Lord!

I’ve been through hell all thro’out my life.
And I’ve had all kinds o’ different strife.
And I’ve been hard-press’d.
And I’ve been depressed.
And just when I thought I got the hang o’ things,
They change, and they rearrange.

I’ve done all sorts o’ things.
Stupid things. Crazy things.
But now times have changed.
And everything has rearranged.
And all that I e’er knew,
Has come back to bite you.

I’ve just had an experience unlike any other.
It was so great, cause now I’m with the Father.
I’ve just had an experience unlike any’ll know.
‘Cept for those who came with me in the flow.
Of Light! That is. The never-endin’ Light of the Lord.
The never-endin’ Light of the Lord!

So listen closely as I tell what’s happened to the world.
The world’s spun it’s last spin and has finally hurled.
The Hea’nly Host has brought us up.
All us Christians, that is, pup.
Anyone listening to this,
is more ‘an likely in any state but bliss.

If this is bein’ heard,
Then e’eryone is real disturbed.
You may’ve just witnessed all of us disappearing,
But there’ll still be another hearing.
Like it’s been for all of life, ‘cept for this one instance that is,
You may come to meet the Lord after you perish.

You’ll have an experience unlike any other.
It’ll be so great, cause you’ll be with the Father.
You’ll have an experience unlike any’ll know.
‘Cept for those who’ll come with you in the flow.
Of Light! That is. The never-endin’ Light of the Lord.
The never-endin’ Light of the Lord!

I shall end this now for I’m ent’rin the Pearly Gates o’ Heav’n.
It’s more beautiful than can be describ’d by any Reveren’.
If somehow this reaches you people on Earth,
Remember this one thing from the hearth.
There’ll always be hope, so stay strong!
Don’t worry, this torture won’t last long.

You’ll have an experience unlike any other.
It’ll be so great, cause you’ll be with the Father.
You’ll have an experience unlike any’ll know.
‘Cept for those who’ll come with you in the flow.
Of Light! That is. The never-endin’ Light of the Lord.
The never-endin’ Light of the Lord!


Details | Iambic Pentameter | |

Dare Not I Say

A choice desire made set a soul fire
The animal locked away no longer kept bay
Blood pulsing heart throbbing mind does conspire
A new day with passionate words to convey

Shock it will many of you freedom expressed
Pounding chest hell with rest not human nature test
Open mind people try to find what suppressed
Dare not I say equally all of you blessed


Details | Diamante | |

The Alignment Shifts

                           Path
                clarifying, obvious
             destroy, assort, restore
humanities, spirituality, remaking, earth
              courses, forces, apply  
              implement, designed 
                         Center


Details | Dramatic Verse (Verse Drama) | |

The Edge

~A Place called The Edge~

We kept our heads up high, at the boundary of the universe
We Gave no thought, closing every feeling in a wooden box
Remaining firm on two principles, practice, and good will
Letting go-
-With the idea of free falling
-I traveled with the current of air

I broke into the mindset of your whispers...
Watching over the glow, in your eyes...
With disrupted ways you reform issues,
Becoming objective, in ways I need to follow
Life and its vanity are so unfair, A goddess re-birth
Through the needle eyes of mother earth
Within the flames, one rises to the edge of games
The phoenix call, withheld wisdom that we can't feel at all

As it cascaded into dreams we recognized
A place to visit, 
When in distress, stepping on my own shoe
I walk the distance, falling into a stream of romance
A projectile performance, in an exotic trance
A new psychological pat was formed

Firm and fair, A monarch standing in my way
Beneath the fall, above the ledge,
The clouds swallow, every shadow left
Shattering every crimson sea,
Flying high with eternalness by my side

My sleepless days are aimless and carried out
Covered in ashes, with the vividness of the ocean.

Holding hands, at the edge of everything
Dangling by, as if we had a split personality 
Standing on the edge, we count our steps 
As we pace backwards, to relive a life without strife
I've been there, I am there! 
Living on the edge of everything

:)


Details | Free verse | |

Return Of Your King

Reflections of imperfections have shown me a way that I can move mountains through my power of faith even though I can't see him I know he is real through the power of prayer and a Love that I feel It's growing inside me like a flower in bloom shall I reveal my powers or is it too soon I am reading the signs through my darkness I find a reason for belief in the light of mankind that I know shall overcome the greatest of odds the Love I seek amazes me especially through the flaws because now I am inspired through the hero's that bring my throne through the darkness on which I return on as your King.


Details | Bio | |

Solitude: To Yoda, An Ode

Green bark a prism creates,
Feel the pull of earth, you must.

Rotates, a slime of endless hates,
Can hold me not, this world’s crust.

Friendship’s ties, isolation Deflates,
Succumbs, my spaceship, to bitter rust.

Mist, my soul forever permeates,
Lift-off, booms the rocket’s thrust.

My spirit when light returns, elates,
Swamps swell, swallowed hope’s swirling dust.

Trapped, I am, until student from fate
Arrives to learn; Cloud City or bust.


Details | ABC | |

The Vent

im livin in a world, where all eyes on me.
trying to curve my own route.
but route 66 keeps finding its way to me.
ive been plenty sick, in all the events layed before me.
even when i reflect to my lowest points
i dont regret any of the choices
That I’ve deployed in my era
A lot of it by error, but hey
We live in hell conditions and there ain’t no air condition 
Or any guidelines when life throws you in the sidelines
But when hindsight twenty twenty hits
You’ll begin to understand life’s a bunch of equations and you in the mix of it
An you’ll have to think twice, before running into a situation and becoming the best of it
Situations
it’s what got me here, it’s what got us here
Ran with my thoughts blazing up to her place and
Guess what happened next
She opened up heaven’s gate
And just before late I slipped out
Simply put 
I’m a Grown ass man
Doin his thing, waitin to blow up like an old land mine
In doin what he drools over
But time after time 
Something decides to creep up and cover the light
Lost my way
Then I revoked to ever know, I ever thought that way
But in the in between time, that in the mean time 
Spent a lot of time
Gettin pissed off just to medicate and lift off
Don’t need Don Perion to sip off
Already had my way with the bottle
Even thought to get back with the trouble and rejoin the hustle
That’s just what happens to a man who really knows his old ways
Whos tired of making ends meet and ponders getting back to the streets.
Memory sets in and he remembers an O.G. saying
No matter how tall your pockets stand when you ball
Eventually times gonna make you fall
Fall
And I as I pull myself together 
I don’t wanna end up like the twin towers rubble
I mean no offence to nine eleven but at that time I probably could have used a reverend
But all that’s irrelevant now
because i live with a different perspective now

there you go you made it to the end :-) comment if you like, constructive criticism wanted as well.


Details | Free verse | |

Excuses Excuses

If Peter Piper picked a pack of pickled peppers, would you care? Would the peck be put in a glass jar? What if he dropped a hair in there? And, if Miss Muffet sat on her tuffet digging and found the jar that Piper had hidden in the muck, along side the skull of Cro-Magnon man? “Ahhh, NO we’ve found the hip girdle and he’s a she!” Well, ole Pipper’s pecker would have gone to the pie in the sky and Miss Muffet’s tuffet would have gone to compost; So, how would the archeologist know for sure? " Why the HIP, you hafta have hips, miles and miles and mile of hips… Baby you can be a hero of course just put that ‘orse behind the cart!” Heart, well it’s left the building too. “Geeezzz it was just a pump whatcha want from a pump?” Thump, thump, from the bump, bump, then ya hump, hump, and my goodness, we’re back to Peter Piper and his pecker? “NO, no, his peck of pickles and Muffet’s missin’ tuffet? Well, I say the stars, yes the stars, show the way, the celestial meaning of the id, the I, the you, the ego too, and love “Ahhhhhh love the excuse for it all!” The pickles, the muffins, the tuffet, the bumping the humpin’ The free for all of we!


Details | Alliteration | |

Our Very Own Lies

I can see the truth clearly now, and the truth is we live in a world where almost everything is shaded to a lie. (We act as if we are someone else and just can’t be what we want to be.)
 Truth remains strong that our very own fables cover our very own two eyes. (We only choose to see what we want to see.)
 Only fibs and tall tales are left on the local store corner….for they the only things left on the shelf that we can buy. (Many Profound Truths remain imprisoned while too many lies are out there living free.)
 I look at the ground because I can’t look at the sky; I laugh more with death rather than crying with life. (Shakespeare once said “To be or not to be” but I say F%$k trying “To be” because I’d rather “Just BE”.)
 Living amongst a world of shaded illusions upon the mind eye, upon which we have many wrongs more than our rights, yeah I know we all want peace but yet we still choose to fight. (We long for death but fear it; we want to go away but don’t know what will happen when we leave our loved ones with certain grief stolen away in the night by death like a thief.)
 So why is it so many of us continue to stare at our everyday truths as if we are blind, as if we cannot see our own struggle through our very own lies……..


Details | Dramatic monologue | |

The Soul

Its depth, laid there in dark.
 
The beat of my heart I feel the thump.
 
What is it that we love  so freely?
 
The anger that drives us from inside.

 
That of a passion to which burns through us.
 
That of our skin only flesh but human.
 
It is the emptiness we feel when we are alone.
 
That of no existance do we live but death.
 
That of ourselfs we drown in sweet sorrow.

 
There, my soul lays in darkness.
 
My emotions torn through like that of shredded paper.
 
The thorns it rips with blood drips.
 
My persistance vidal but weak.
 
My signs of no recovery.

 
My death is sure to be near.
 
My love pulled apart from me.
 
The heart, only a single thump.
 
It crys the pain of tears.
 
How do I live?

 
It is only God's grace I survive.
 
But for what?
 
To just live and die,to be hurt inside!
 
It is purpose I strive as I fight.
 
But life that bits as I am taken.

 
As I lay here awake, I am not sleep.
 
My mind wondering where we go wrong?
 
Where did I? Or did I?

 
My love angers out of control.
 
The words are not that of a justify man.
 
But the hurt and feelings hard to deny.
 
I die these days in silence.
 
Alone and in darkness but no remoirse.

 
My soul,void and without love.
 
My life, just that of a man.
 
Dead but with life he gives me to live.
 
I am only what I am.
 
Just a man without cause and dreams.

 
But I am a man of true being.
 
Kill me that I may rise again.
 
Rise, Rise, to my full potential of being!
 
Love in my heart once more that it may be real.
 
But be ever lasting til the days of my end.
 
That there, the soul prevails and the heart beat as one again.


Details | Iambic Pentameter | |

Dark Sunrise

The sun does rise on this cool summer day
My heart it is heavy as it sees no light
Prayer to the almighty, show me the way
Calling to you my beacon through all plight

The reality of this sacrifice
A road seldom traveled must be taken
Willing I offer to pay the price
This lonely soul that man has forsaken


Details | Narrative | |

Christmas Rebels

Christmas Rebels
It was about a weak
After that night walk
The unknown dangers, 
Made known, turned me weak,
I was managing myself,
After my heart was pulled,
From where it sank,
I was yet in the oven,
Of my haven,
To dry up the coldness,
And the wetness, 
Of that fearful night loneliness,

Today is Christmas,
The whole mass,
Was joyous,
Every home, glorious,
Meat was plenteous, 
Rice and beans.
Was every homes means,
Children bouncing in,
New goat skin jackets,
Mother’s dressed in costly
Beads and all the way,
Father leads.
For Christmas had taking over,
Taking over the African Shrine,
It supplied a joyous sunshine.
Our pockets were full of cowries,
Like a goldmine,
Happiness was mine,
For the usual war seemed 
To be hidden, and our teethes where like, 
“Forever opened”.

Oh! Joyful, blissful, plentiful Christmas.
Providing joy each time it surface, 
But joy has a slender waist that breaks so soon.
Christmas night came, so we visited 
Our beds as night rang it’s bell,

(To be continued in the next, same Poem).


Details | Couplet | |

My Gun

I feel for the miserable day,
They try to take MY gun away…


Details | Acrostic | |

Who Am I

Who am I?
Question indeed!

  W-eaned from tender 
age,in noble family of ten.
  H-urt by the demise of 
the tube that brought 
me into this theater of 
struggles and pains.
  O-rdered about by the 
whimps of this 
world,facing the hurdles 
of life daily from 
cradle,never giving up 
hope.
  
  A-fine young man of 28 
I am,who has the 
experience and wisdom 
of the aged.
  M-astering the arts of 
life-learning from lessons 
of life's victims and 
didactic poems 'cos man 
of fame I intend to be for 
I bear the name Bob.

  I-lost my poetic gift at a 
stage but recovered it in 
poetrysoup for invisible 
entities say a 
lesser being I shall be,but 
another encourages me 
to move on,for great is 
one who comes out of 
the shackles of life 
undeterred for this is who 
I am.



Name: Ifeanyi Bob 
Ekechukwu.
Date:24-10-2013.


Details | Couplet | |

Mental Rhythm 2008 Version 2

Less stress
More Sex
More Partying
More Laughing!


Details | Limerick | |

A Whale of a Tale

When the call of the Lord came to Jonah,
“set out for the great land of Nineveh!”
he was angry inside,
and decided to hide,
on a Tarshish bound ship leaving Joppa.

Then the Lord sent a great wind on the sea,
ne’er a more violent storm could there be,
there on destiny’s brink,
the ship threatened to sink,
while, old Jonah, was below deck asleep.

Surely, each sailor’s heart fainted with fear,
as the ship they were unable to steer.
“Wake up, Jonah!”  they cried,
“get thee quickly topside,
and fervently beg your God to draw near!”

Now, Jonah knew that this storm was for him,
as in his heart he remembered his sin,
he thought he was sunk,
when they gave him the dunk,
and had to choose whether to sink or to swim.

As soon as Jonah met up with the ocean,
Both the winds and the waves ceased commotion,
then along came a whale,
and old Jonah grew pale,
as it swallowed him up in one motion!

Three long days in that big fish he stayed,
vowing never again would he stray,
relieved not to be dead,
and with kelp on his head,
onto dry land, our dear Jonah was sprayed!

Please, allow me, now this moral to mention,
that when the Lord God gives thee direction,
you must not delay,
set out right away,
His good judgment you must never question.

Should by chance, you hear God’s voice compelling,
“ head thee out to Bangladesh or New Delhi,”
best get on the right boat,
and pray that it floats,
lest you end up kelp covered and smelly!


Details | Pastoral | |

The Devils Deal




          ----------

Just simply to
Walk right threw
With sincere devotion
      ------
Pay homage to the Lord
      ------
Fore He gives' life and Eternality
The Devil is all chagrin...
Ultimately, He will seduce
   You with all manner
            Of Sin..
And to the most of all
With Death and Darkness
That lay so deep with-in
He will lead you to
      The path astray..
      ------
Ye' need not Pray
Fore their is still a price
That ye' shall hath pay
For the rest of your life
       ------
Council here with me
    Sayth' the Lord
Fore I am He
Myth and Mygisty.. 
      ------
The King

           GF


Details | Rhyme | |

He Sends You His Love

Open your eyes and see what God’s done! Look up often, at the moon, stars and sun. In the clouds there are pictures, if we look we will find. God’s beautiful artwork, it just blows my mind! And when we look up, to the wonder of lightening, the power and thunder, doesn’t have to be frightening. Can you see all around us, the flowers and green? Soon, it will leave us, like seasons & dreams. They come and they go, and soon come again. This circle of life, we’ll see ‘till the end. Our eyes are a gift, so be grateful today. See and take in and watch as you pray. Never doubt that there’s God, high up above. For with all of life’s beauty, He sends you His Love!
Michelle D. ©July 10, 2010 Thank You Lord for all of the gifts you have given me. I promise to always share them with others!


Details | Narrative | |

My Story Telling Can You Trust Me

Gun fire all around, bombs going off in the distance
It was some of the angry mobs and resistance
Father was the king of SafeHaven a small kingdom
Like all other kingdoms it fell in random
Fire started in the castle
And along with it came a battle

It was a distance memory now because the child has now grew
Many things in this child that made memories stew
My name is Mastrey, a young orphan who was there that night
Mastrey saw her in the distance and her father and mother in his sight
Everyone was loud that night and made all the children hide
But that evening Mastrey saw her mother and father die

She ran into the bushes in such a fright
And evil doers were running around with flashlights
Mastrey remember it as he distracted them 
Her eyes was so confused with problems
Mastrey new that it was because of what just occurred
His feelings of what those people did was not awkward

The distraction worked, he went back to were she was
Hiding and very scared she was, he asked her, can you trust me just because?
Her answer that night depended on her lively hood
As Mastrey was their with his hand reaching out to her as he stood
Pulling her up from the ground he looked into her eyes that were SeaBlue
Mastrey had made a life long friend and love, She knew it was true

Next: My Story Telling,  Who is this Princess


Details | Free verse | |

Fallen Trees

To be posted soon


Details | Couplet | |

Across All Winds

Beneath tapestries of sky and clouds of ivory
In a waltz we dance on bridges and on alleys

Across mosques' minarets, we hear the prayers
Then descend to hear the mirth of avid card players

Upon extending roads, we both speed along
Shining with the city lights, singing its songs

With the freedom of vagabonds, with dusk and day
On the vast waterfront, we accelerate, we sway

Whether it was inner solace, or a touch of rage
On your seat I always, share and assuage

We face fierce gusts, we feel the distant sky
Across all winds, my bike and I...


Details | Pantoum | |

A Traveler's Prayer

Travelers tempt the hand of fate, of time
moving from within one box to the other side.
Sometimes we’re scared, we cry sometime 
yet, to take that step, that risk “Ah, let the heart abide.”

Moving from within one box to the other side
we get a new perspective, a learning most sublime. 
Yet, to take that step, that risk “Ah, let the heart abide,”
different shapes, all askew, beneath a mask of pantomime. 

We get a new perspective, a learning most sublime,
a hard fought for understanding, from which we can’t backslide.
Different shapes, all askew, beneath a mask of pantomime,
all are born, and grow and die, as to eternity we glide.

A hard fought for understanding, from which we can’t backslide,
a call for peace and unity within this woman’s lifetime.
All are born, and grow and die, as to eternity we glide,
as on we wander, one and all, hand in hand through time.

A call for peace and unity within this woman’s lifetime
sometimes we’re scared, we cry sometime, 
as on we wander, one and all, hand in hand through time
travelers tempt the hand of fate, in searching different climes…

Topic:Backsliding


Details | Narrative | |

Divinity

Finally..Mr.Whitman, I understand as my journey is symbolic to yours; but, through my poverty-strickened doors. Fighting your human instincts... while learning your internal glow within. Frightening, enlightening, inviting his omnipresence in and as your reward he transforms you into him. Breathing your FIRST breath again. Loving life from the core of the earth to the pull of the moon. Stuck in the middle yet understanding all of the connectivity; because I'm living in a state of Divinity.


Details | Lyric | |

The Night Walk.

                                                                                   **A WINNING POEM**


That night, my heart pleaded i should
Wait over and pass the night at grand pa's 
Old inn.
Enormous was my concern to reach home 
And see Constance La France.... the rambling poet.
About "create your own form, may be?"
I embraced the night and darkness mingled 
With my eyes;

Yonder are night workers,
Here and there they wander,
Seaching for who to plunder,
Oh! what a mighty wonder.
Look at that  supermarket,
And a man with a mask,
Gun and matchet,
He most be a burglar,
Oh! i must be undercover,
Or else i step into danger,
For the night is in dark anger.

"Ahh! ahhh!! ahhhh!!!" the cry of a victim,
Something must have wrought a cry,
Who will be the rescue?
For me, this night walk must linger.
Look at the police, having me as an 
Accomplice, they need my identity and money,
Yet yonder is the victim crying....

Look over there! drug users
Assembling in dark corners,
Swaying like feathers,
In the midst of their daily rituals,
That is never beneficial,
Oh! blind earth leading to an open death.
Group upon groups, stationed in their post,
Looking so malicious, looking so vicious, 
Brandishing weapons, ready for the slaughter,
Gun shoots clatter as a group fight starter.
Charles melody has seen wonder
And endless palaver.

Knives mingled with flesh, blood and bone,
Men eager and bold,
Heads bounce like ball,
Suddenly, calmness......
Gba! gba!! gba!!! another trigger's verdict?
Lord when will these pass over?
For i am likening to salt in water,
Never to calm and ponder,
The night walk seemed not to be over. 

For the night is in dark anger....


BY CHARLES MELODY (Lightening Ink)                  **14TH PLACE IN
 CONSTANCE LA FRANCE CONTEST,
 WITH THE THEME; "DEEP, DARK AND DRAMATIC".
===============================
The form of this poem is called,"stream of consciousness." 
i formed it so because the thought kept coming
 like a stream or river of consciousness in my mind,
i was conscious of the dangers i knew, especially in my Little
African village and the war that covered it.
For "Constance La France, the Rambling poet's contest.


Details | Rhyme | |

No Regrets

I don’t believe in limits under the sun
Because this life is filled with ineffable fun
Years from now looking back at what I’ve done
To my surprise, I took that run
All the way to the top of that ladder
Killing fears because they don’t matter
I don’t know how far I will I go
But from this point, no regrets shall show


Details | Free verse | |

My Future Generation

I can act insane
But DO NOT 
Make me feel worthless

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

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

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

Not stress…
That piles upon us in our 
Everyday lives

Being childlike is

A rare beauty – 

No one prizes it…

No one came across it…

In this lifetime…

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

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

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

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

I’ll still have pieces of a child in me

And pass it on to my future generation…


Details | Blank verse | |

Who I am Today

I got 2 memba who I once was, who I really am, what I really am, and who Im still yet TO BECOME. I got 2 memba where Im from 2 know how I got 2 where Im at 2 know where Im still GOING TO GO/ Despite bein a felon and convict and all the odds against me, I still got all the evens deep within me. Change is like a choice of contradicted concepts of my own convictions. My felonistic, forbidden, fatherless faith is not workin for me no more, actually it never did I just thought it did. I aint got 2 give it up or must give it up, or even have 2 give it up I first got 2 want 2 give it up. But I also must got 2 have 2 want 2 give it up within my own contradicted soul so that I may travel that road less traveled by my own people, not only where Im from but for all those trapped in this American inner racial mixed struggle where race and the color of YOUR SKIN DOES MATTER


Details | Verse | |

A Kite

A Kite by Weston Gregory 

Gamed and played, swift to flight
a kite outbound disengaged from 
gravity's might
A laughter of sort at least a smile
that by and by we can untangle 
humanity's plight

By swish and swirl and crazy hoops
a kite lighten burden inspires hope on 
journey not new
yet, ever changing when life's wind blew
until all's but distant sight, held by cords 
and glue 

Above horizon daunting for me and you 
but, a cinch for a kite with faith inbrued
a chime to dance the rhythm which 
nature taught true.... 
w. gregory


Details | Ballade | |

A message of love

A message of love

Love it be the sweetest thing
I have found this out
I didn’t always know this though
It’s sweetness I did doubt
I never, ever gave, just took
As I treated you like a slave
I do not want much in this world
But forgiveness I do crave

I was the product of my dad
Who treated mum this way
That was what they taught me then
So when it came, my day
To marry you, my sweetest one
I thought that’s what men did
But now my angel listen well
Can’t keep my feelings hid…

I now know love so very well
It’s not the way I thought
Crazy feelings all the time
All that stuff comes to naught
For this, it cannot last forever
But true love really does
And Lord it’s such a wondrous thing
Though it don’t cause much fuss

It’s in those little things we do
As each day comes along
It’s about that old togetherness
That hold folks oh, so strong
It’s such a joy, but one can’t see
Like he does, when he is old
That love grows sweeter every day
Though the life force grows more, cold.

18 August 2013 @ 0531hrs


Details | Free verse | |

The Men Sport of Persevering

The feeling of getting rocked for the first time is 
like losing your virginity. How I rise from the producers
decides if I like going down or hate getting up.

Yeah, they saw it. Eyes on me. The ubiquitous 
air is still hear. My ascetic body
still functions on this field of men.

Fighting for friends, flying around full speed.
Go! Go! Go! Epitomizes our support.
The brain yells stop, but the heart whispers fight.

Hard work minus teamwork equals intact pants.
Hard work plus teamwork squared equals a smile.
Perspiration in the eye, never felt better.

The weakest link of our chain better power up
because he who pays the piper will call this tune.
Turns out, I couldn’t cry over spilt milk, if it didn’t spill.

As celebratory we were, we endeavor to looked opportunity
in the eye and purloin her work clothes, 
before she is out of sight and out of mind


Details | Dramatic Verse (Verse Drama) | |

Life's struggle and limits

One day our ship will port in a place of peace and wonder.
Abaft facing the wind and sails at rest.
Limp from its journey, tired and sunder. The bolt rope holding it together.
pushing stead course toward its mark breaking every crest.
awaiting to reach its voyage end, brails to pull along the way.
The shore that limits the journey stay.


Details | Narrative | |

AN OUTCAST IN RENOWNED MANOR

In what ways should self-  help guide quod erat 
demostrandum?  An outcast in renowned manor, Hardly given a libate to quodlibets own very existence, And hasten to the fictitious lands of historic romance, Behind the fertility and its 
lucreous, In the ambience endowed with whole lots of nacreous , All worth in many of its returns, Went singeing about that waylayers songs, Like sheep without a shepherd, For that misconstrued word; Even so the local tribesmen; Yet could n’t owned up with terms, But to the unborn were made to borne, Shouldn't one put up symptom in quantum, Rhine wine they said made from grapes only grown in Rhine valium , For they have lost it; More than you could'd  desired it, To know revindications would  upon this days set in, Unto an evil courting, Should In spite of what it seemed, Sac’less in the heart of those we mewed; nothing about And Shall often times chew. All for the fat, the rag on our primogenitor infractions. Before own very machismo, When it becomes a trounce very unremitted to mankind. Should we bid at bay all in kind. or Liege to the cavalries jousting a day after it reveille on your rivalries.


Details | Dramatic Verse (Verse Drama) | |

The Rain and Wind

The wind blew events all over the place.
Intense emotions and it gave chase.
Lightning lighting to show us the sky.
People try to sleep and not cry.
Wisping by the wind keeps us awake.
The time trying to sleep the storms take.
Chills in everyone gives all shiver.
The clouds surrounded by moonlight is silver.
Heavenly prayers that the rain will stop.
The flood stopped a car the person in it was a cop.
People have seen such devastation.
The road that people made was week in creation.
Rivers near by was over flowing.
Trees that were there was not showing.
By the hour it claimed many.
My father woke up and did not see any.
Floating by was a boat.
Keeping people above water and a float.
My father kept a canoe.  
That some day we would use it, that he knew.
Time to paddle up and down the street.
The rain water kept getting on our seat.
It was so dark after the moon was behind the cloud.
Still the noise of thunder still covered the ears loud.
The smell of moist water never seem to go away.
My brothers seem to still sleep anyway.
My head was bobbing up and down.
I was so tired that I could not hear a sound.
The wind blew back and fourth.
It seems that my mom and dad paddle their worth.
Till all the people we saw with grace.
Help us out with embrace.
The time was so late at night.
Everyone was so sleepy and losing sight.
The fight with the weather was so hectic.
The feelings of energy was electric.
Losing to such natural disaster is hard to understand.
When people working hard to block the river with bags of sand.
With hard workers like my mom and dad.
They make things happen that is not bad.
Rough with weather they experience more than ever.
Leaders they are they are very clever.
From the night light of street lights to the morning glow.
The wind did not stop so.
Bringing in more clouds that ill.
The people who were still tired still had will.
The rush of water and waves blasting push the wall side.
Pushing and the force brought water inside.
The battle of our hour was getting long.
Backup people came to aid us was strong.
Rested they were to keep everyone with hope.
The people stopped the water with the strength of rope.
Heavy rain and loss of homes bring people together.
It is kind of sad that this was the only time to gather.
Chaos comes happiness how true.
This is why we are human that gives us a clue.
It is our nature to keep rain falling.
To know when it is time for our calling.
The winds bring such pain and sorrow.
That is why rain sometimes fallow.








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My Story Telling Who is this Princes

The night air made her feel tired
As she looked out side all the fences were wired
In the distance she hears crowds yelling
As she was to young to know they were rebelling
Father she asked where are we going?
Mother said to keep quiet and keep walking

Mother yelled in the night air
Father gave out a blank stare
They yelled run my princess run as far as you can
As that moment past her little feet pushed off and she ran
She ran to the nearest bushes and crawled into it to hide
She never smelled the air before as if someone just had died

As she lay on the ground under a bush she heard 
A loud yell in the distance almost to absurd
My name is Angelica, I am just a young girl who does not know 
Angelica just wants to live her life with help to grow
Angelica did not know what just happened she notice a figure in the distance
A little person just like her, a strong but gentle presence

Angelica saw the people who were shouting run off toward the voice
She was scared and she knew that she had to make a choice
Angelica fragile state was so confused and lost
She knew it will take burden on her at a cost
But in that moment of quietness a young but strong voice called out
Can you trust me just because? will you come with me with no doubt

My Story Telling  Together In A Strange World


Details | ABC | |

Push Up

i could sit here. day in and day out
thinking of the most proper way
to let the ink in the pen spill out
but as of late im feeling prehistoric 
so much weight on my shoulders 
and i dont know where to go
resuscitate my soul
look back up and head to the goal

so much evil around. i feel like the devils workin double shifts just to bring me down.
on the road to redemption
you can take a seat up in the front section
just so you can feel the emotions
in this electric notion

i've done a lot of things that hide the halo
let it all collaborate when i medicate 
now look at me, mind workin like plato
formulate a new path to take so i can
maneuver through all the mistakes 
we all know we cant change what we've already made
but we can change the next thing we create
startin to sound like a serenity prayer
5 steps till im thirty
and the twenty four before i was never a player
found out when the lights came back on im strictly a lover
its the strongest drink for your soul, when its thirsty
so careful how much you intake or be left hungover
even worse be the one she ran over

i dont mean to come off like im too deep
but the obstacles made there way through just to scrape through
and leave me suffocating
just for me to re-invent a new way to breathe, re-decorating

is your life so complicated 
you rather wet up your pillows and revoke from the life you live
just think of your kids mourning 
theyll never see that pretty face in the morning any more
cheer your self up
you got a lot to live for
your a gem and im that friend
trynna appraise the value 
that you dont see inside of you


just another day for him
goin about
searchin wonderin what his purpose is
running in circles 
till he found a way through all the turbulence





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Physically and Mentally Abuse

I was born in a world of poverty and soiled life of a third world country
The way I lived till I was five years of age was walls of boundary
These walls had towers of guards that had no heart or care
If a child would try to climb the wall they lose their life I swear

Father had drank and threatened my mother with a knife
My father lost his job and wife and that was the hardship of life
He stopped my mother from taking off with me in her arm
Hoping that my father would ignore and left me be with no harm

When my father went off to drink one night and came home with rage
My brothers stood by my crib and took a beating that set up the next stage
My father had woken up to three scared children half starved and in pain
His final words as he walk away from the orphanage gate live life do not go insane

I was still a baby in the orphanage; the caretakers did not really care about the babies
They stole items and materials those wicked men and maternal evil ladies
They starved all the babies because it cost a lot to keep them alive
As a child of that age I could feel the sins and greed that gave out bad vibes

I was ignorant about what I drank and ate, as I see white maggots move in my bottle
As I see them move I thought about how they were playing and some were hostel
They ate each other to keep each other alive in a manner that took me by surprise
In the back round I hear others throwing things with sounds of painful cries

I got very strong at a young age I was able to start pulling myself up over the cage
My feelings were to see my brothers with strong lungs that I cried out of rage
My two brothers came to see me and sneak food into my crib
The caretaker would find the food in my hands as they grabbed it and hit me on my ribs

As painful as it was I kept eating the food with blood in my mouth as it was instinct
I sometimes laid in my crib dazed and confused with smell of death so distinct
With all my might I kept myself strong and climb the small wall
I finally was old enough to get out of the building and I could hear my brothers call

With tears of joy with short legs that ran as fast as my heart
I ran to my brothers arms and held their hands to have a new start
I grew stronger everyday but more things came into my life in a manner of dismay
If my brothers stay by my side I could smile and everyday their would be okay



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CHOICE OF LIFE

written 29th June 2013



Recalling that day at school, the teacher set that task..
 what do you want to be? she asked the class..

My answer was simple, so I had thought...
 to be a mum, I'd have six kids and live on a farm

If you would believe, that's exactly what I received
 but it was not made to come with ease

For the fathers I had sadly chose, became prideful and greedy!
 never til now did it cross my mind, my babies would someday not need me 

Leaving me again to think, what do I really want to be
 as faith would have it, as it had been planned so I'd see

For the FIRST! time, direction would finally enter into my life
 poetry writer; was soon to amount of me, after I'd become a wife

Now poems are continuously raging within my head, all wanting to be read
 as I failed English on an epic scale, to believe this dream inside of my head

At 38 years old, I see my life heading back to school
 maybe this time round, I won't play the class fool!


Details | Dramatic Verse (Verse Drama) | |

Vampires, Part Two A Continuation

Useless as today’s pile up of spent money
Don’t do the way of indentured slaves
What we have always known is true for some                                                             
How would you like to meet your smiling face
Such a opportunity to connect, to be new
What a glorious gift, to start anew, be somebody else
Trashing around in this body, give it some thought
The courage of many is your gift, embrace it.
Your gift from all who have drunk from the well
Drunk with life, drunk from life, what's the difference?
Who can fly fire and not burn, not fall?
Who can understand why the waves swallow the sand?
Embrace it as you would embrace a lover,
Your innermost needs cry for release
The sweat masks your face, wringing wet
hopple hopping with all your unspecified needs,
a  laundry list of needs
Washed, tossed, flimsy flimsy hopple hopper                                                             
Do you know why you were born?                                                                               
Will you ever learn                                                                                                        
You have been instructed, shown the way                                                              
Thank you for your participation
for what had to be done


Details | Narrative | |

Misty White

Distracting my skin from the icy mist,
The horn booms in the distance.
The black horizon glows,
The moon reflected from our grave. 

Misty white threatens to consume us,
Feet slip and rope drag against the deck,
Their voices grow louder as
Waterfalls of rain pour into the ocean,

My stomach grows as cold as the rocky face before us, 
They hold on for hope and I let go,
Too late to turn back, I welcome the mist,
And all hands are lost.


Details | Free verse | |

The Brave Man

Along the highway 
of Heaven
there's a brave man
who seeks the truth
about the beginning
of the universe.

He came by the light 
of immortal designs
wearing a badge of hope
aiming for an eternity
God had given.

He conquered love and beauty 
with its essence
spread its wings
of devotions to behold
deep inside his soul.


With his pure heart
traveling with love inside
fighting his way with the demons
to see the Almighty's haven
and live forevermore


Details | Etheree | |

Gather Around My Children Pentecost {Etheree}

and
when the
day of the
pentecost has
fully come they the
apostles discples
were all with one accord in
one place to hear ingathering
of Peter's Sermon on how christian
pentecost marks beginning church of christ




Entry For Brian Strand's Pentecost Acts 2.1-4



Tribute To Christ Our Lord
    {Amen}


Details | Alliteration | |

Atom

World without words will wear worse' worth 
People provoke power points
By being born before bondage 
- Bond by beliefs, base, bone...

Brotherhood-base borders bonafide-bliss
Be beuty-bench backing by brow.

An handsome ant and handful count
- Summer stiffs and Winter winds.


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Elysium Dream of Love

I close my weary eyes
Holding onto the hope
Of not having to cope
Not a mintue longer
Without you by my side
Not expierencing
The warm look in your eyes
The tingling rush of your finger tips
That would grip my hair tight
To stop you from slipping into the night
Biting  your bottom lip
As a pinch to yourself
To see if it was real
The dream of love we felt
And now that you are gone
I only wish to die
Your image fades from my mind
Sometimes I see it clear,
The sun is skillfully stroking it set in the sky
As my feet float down the road across the tuscan country side
I ever so gently sense the wildy grown wheat
Tickling these troubled lines engraved in the palm of my hand
I playfully pick one out of the land and pluck the grains
I look up and in the distance is where she waits
But there she remains peacefully strolling through the calming field
In a white cotton dress that tails off in the wind and
wearing a small confident smile that makes my yearning heart yield
Whispering in my ear that soon I will make it home
But my Life's journey must continue down this God paved road
I awake with the longing of her, But with so much to do
I need God's strength for one more day to get through


Details | Epic | |

Betch Please, Really

I simply love being me for I am so good at everything step into my city and they will tell you who is King one day when I am hungry I will swallow everything then and only then shall I inherit the stuff I dream even then I promise not to settle for satisfaction at any instant half a second I could spring into full action so go against me? please, you do not even measure up to half of the goodness that I hold tight like my treasure still spreading rumors about me to try and destroy my life can't believe I let myself get beat by a stripper and my self-intended knife try and say I'm gay even though we both know that isn't the truth just ask any woman I been with if they ever needed proof they'll say I was the cream of the crop as they took it all night knowing I just may never stop I own the status of a legend now what you got left to say when I bring it twenty-four seven?


Details | Free verse | |

Work

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


©Demand4poetry
21 February 2013


Details | Rondeau Redouble | |

Life's Seven Seas

The sails are raised upon the ship "Unknown,"
to travel slowly on life's seven seas.
I look upon such things as I am shown,
in hopes to solve life's little mysteries.

I now am sailing with a gentle breeze-
to learn of what I can until I'm grown;
so I can handle life with greater ease.
The sails are raised upon the ship Uknown."

There's waves I find in life that have been blown,
upon my ship by other ones decrees.
My skills at sailing these rough waves have grown-
to travel slowly on life's seven seas.

The shores I look upon are laced with trees,
their colors looking like they have been sewn
by angels with embroidery degrees.
I look upon such things that I am shown.

The work I do sometimes I will bemoan,
but with it I have gained such victories!
I seek a light that never has been shown,
in hopes to solve life's little mysteries.

Sometimes these oceans seem like they will freeze,
still other nights it seems I sail alone.
It's then I get down on my hands and knees,
To pray to God because He's on the throne.
The sails are raised.


Details | Verse | |

One Gray Stone

 

Quietly I wait, thin, round, I hold the perfect shape To be the one chosen, if only to be picked I'll promise you my wanderer you worries I shall fix With thrusting speed and gracious flight a great release I await a simple flick of thy wrist and across the waters' I'll skate I'll sail so free in dancing steps with murmurous whispers I'll sing In flight I'll ease your weary mind then beneath the waters' I'll sink A peaceful day is all I'll leave as rippling dreams float free I am that stone of simple beauty in silence I sit and wait.... _________________________________


Details | Free verse | |

The Beach

What a magical place, the beach.
Where there is no need to sing and no need to look back to the regrets of each day.
Where we can silently listen to what it is the waves try to tell
Where the rocks serve as the cushion where we softly lay down each painful         
memory, that even though they hurt we want to protect.
Where the past becomes jealous of the present.
Where we patiently await for the waves to carry away the message in a bottle to some 
safe and nonexistent destination.
											
Yes, the beach, where the cool breeze caresses the stress and sadness off our faces
Where crying in the rain is over-rated
Where every tear drowns a memory
And the waves crash against the rocks as if beating an odd

Where there is no need to sing, do you hear the wind? Do you understand its melody? 
Can you feel its strength undressing every inch of every scar time has tattooed in our 
lives?
The beach and its wide space where you can hear the eco of your silence screaming into 
the air whatever it is that makes you silently cry.
Where every ray of sun burns the unnecessary and painful thoughts that float into space.
Yes, the beach where the silence is invaded by the splendid rudeness of the wind
Where you can build a castle in the sand, be the queen/king, and rule the world.
Where we can freely unleashed the Black Stallion inside our spirits that we are forced to 
imprison.
Where you see the future shine in the polychromatic coral reefs. 
Where salt taste so sweet.
The beach where 5:00 A.M. is the precise time to live for an eternity and 6:00pm the 
precise time to leave it all behind and start all over again.


Details | Rhyme | |

A Perfect Company

A Perfect Company
By: Noel N. Villarosa


They are the big fish in a small pond
They received kudos and power widely
With their bunch of fives used as their wand
They dominate while sitting idly

Been tasked in carrying coals to Newcastle
Never saw them as cool as cucumber
The atmosphere of office is in chronically hassle
Mobility and formative years, they are there to encumber

World-weary, so he indulged into stargazing
That he was working in a peculiar place
Where people work with eternal bliss
Where no one to make shudder and no egotist displaying

Everyone is happy to comply with buoyant spirits
You feel as no stranger but as a longtime friend
Where giving recognition and importance have no limits
Different origins and cultures do blend

There were no rush works and pressures
No deadline to meet and sanction
All work harmoniously with pleasures
And get involved into another function

They were wearing white uniform
No shoes, all are barefooted
No pains to bear and no hurting words thrown
A feeling of living in your own homestead

The place is boundless in its beauty
Where children play with other creatures
No darkness, only eternal light and free from enmity
That you can rest in the placidity of its seashore

Then a meeting was called and everyone gathered in the garden
He was introduced by the man sitting on the throne
He saw the man’s face as magnanimous, charmingly simple and serene
A soothing voice and said, my son there is no contract signing to hold you own
Only love will bind us as one


Written and posted also in voicesnet.com poetry site: 4 January 2010


Details | Rondeau Redouble | |

Yin Yang

Yin Yang
Joanna Davis


We make our own demons
create our own gods
our lives are a series of evens and odds
In the ebb and flow of the rockiest tide,
truth is a pearl, we all seek to hide
Success, just failure turned on its head,
The path to victory, is littered with dread
Desire and fear a fraternal twin,
thoughts control if you lose or you win!
A need, a plan, action and grace,
will shield you from all arrows you’ll face
You cannot win, without playing the game,
if nothing is changed, the results are the same
The life you make is all in your mind,
to have tomorrow you must leave yesterday behind.


Details | Light Poetry | |

' More Than Any Of Us ... '

Braver … Than All The Mighty Lions Can Roar
Braver … Than All The Spirited-Wings, That Soar
Braver … Than All The Explorers, Who Explored     ( Philippians 2: 7, 8 )
Braver … Than All Or Any Of Us … Is The Lord

Truer … Than Those Who Faced Beasts, Who Devoured
Truer … Than Any Martyr, Who Has Been Whipped & Scoured
Truer … Than Any, Who Have Faced Hate & Been Scarred
Truer … Than Any Creature Ever, Is The Lord

The Freedom Fighter … More Than Any Mortal-Soldier
The Freedom Fighter … More Than Any Mortal-Warrior
The Freedom Fighter … More Than Any Army Corp
The Freedom Fighter … Problem-Solver & So Much More

The Leader … More Than Julius Caesar
The Leader … More Than The Great Alexander
The Leader … More Than Queen Elizabeth-Tudor
The Leader … More Than Eisenhower Or Any Super-Power

The Conqueror … He Is Unbeatable, Undefeatable
The Conqueror … He Is Undeniable, Undefiable
The Conqueror … He Is Invincible, Indefensible
The Conqueror … He Is Unstoppable, Unswervable

Stronger … Than Any Petrified, Nailed Board !
Stronger … Than Any Bound & Thorn Whip-Cord !
Stronger … Than Any Guard, Or Tombstone Hard !
Stronger … Than Any Bloodied, Spear Or Drawn Sword !

(He’s Stronger Than Any Bullet Or Bomb Can Explode!)

So, Look Higher … Than Any Arch Cathedral
Look Higher … Than Any Gold-Domed Temple
Look Higher … Than Any Religious Symbol
Look Higher … Than Any Cosmic Or Man-Made Idol

The One Messiah, The Worthy One, Paid What We Can’t Afford
The One Messiah, The Worthy One, His Blood & Soul Outpoured
The One Messiah, The Worthy One, The Christ, Who Restored
It’s All On Record, GOD Gave His Word, GOD Gave, The Lord

Braver … Than All The Lions & Beasts, That May Roar                             ( Rev. 13: 11-15 )
Truer … Than All The Saints & Self-Made Saviors Or Survivors
Stronger … Than Any Enemy, Higher Than Our Hearts, For Love Is His Core
The Freedom-Fighter, Leader-Conqueror, Who Will Win The Final-War       ( Rev. 16: 14-16 ) 

(Braver … Than Any Human Being, Ever Born)

    GOD … Please Grant Us:
     The Courage Of Jesus
     The Strength Of Jesus
       The Loyalty Of Jesus
        The Love Of Jesus

          The King Of Kings               ( Rev. 19: 16 )
         The Prince Of Peace             ( Isa. 9: 6, 7 )
             & The Amen …                 ( 1 Cor. 1: 20  &  Rev. 3: 14 )
That’s Why … In The Name Of Jesus  ( Philippians 2: 9-11 )

                 Amen

            His  MoonBee


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Active Duty: The Comrade's Creed

The Creed

A crested lark rises in to the window 
	In the bittersweet rendezvous of a vow,
	And my fear passes, 
For it is in the free fall of our landing,
	its chord colliding into the road,
The sweet sovereignty of a caged bird freed.

He is bold, an arulean flame,
	The black phoenix with piercing gold eyes,
	As to look into the soul of Man, by the
			Whisper of his name.

There is a call to port, the sound of muster.
	It is not a sledge, 
		not a call of arms, or clash of titans,
		but a brother in arms, and rather,
			the confident laugh of a comrade.  

He is mighty, a strengthened arm,
	The flame of the Red Cross with piercing blue eyes,
	As to hear into the word of Man, by the
			Mention of his name.  

There is gold in the sky, and at our feet.
	It is a sledge, 
		a selection, a broken arrow,
		a burned statue, a torched flag.  
			It is a fallen hero.

There is an ominous sound of defeat, the sound of silence,
	It is a sledge,
		A call to pay tribute, or to triumph as titans
		A beautiful, soldier of arms fallen, and rather,
			my might is strengthened.

But my boots are worn,
	Of a previous bunk assignment 
		and its barrack mate,
                And my uniform is disheveled
	For they were my fathers
		And his father’s father of late. 

Her tongue is short,
	Petty in its manner 
		as a a cruel schoolgirl’s is to do,
                And she is the crisp April tide, 
	Surging forward with my frame,
		In a slumber within the waves of its wake.  


For, Liberty, she is resonance, the strength of my voice,
	The trinity of its oath with piercing gold eyes,
	As to resound the will of Man, by the
			Mention of his name.

And the tyrant, like the first rogue of its origin falls,
	The metal barricade falls, the rod upon its mortar, 	
                And as the crown falls from its coronate, 
The line runs along the narrow corridor of tyranny's exile,
	And in all of its combustion,
The sweet sovereignty of freedom reigns of the tyrant defied
And of the uncaged psalm freed, our creed at last, 
                rising and falling to the air.

For, I am the unfallen, not once that which once was,
		-but that which will rise to fight again
                                 for I am the oath of triumph.


Details | Narrative | |

Kindred

~The Healer, I lay…Meditating, The Shaman’s path is inward and up, up, from the bed up, up, my astral body rises. Silence, surrounds … Looking down I see myself in a pit of covers my astral self slips from the window viewing home and hearth from outside and high above… No earth born sounds, awaken me from my flight. NO earthly forest, lush or deep entraps the Shaman she. NO bird calls fills the Predawn light… NO dewdrops distract~ Astral I recedes in time… a Dreaming Back, back, back without knowledge of time, or space like a fallen leaf~ twirling and swirling, letting the current take me, where it will through lifetimes to the womb and beyond . . . ~The Healer, I.. ghosts in space… my home but a speck lit with Chi. Silence, surrounds… Fair astral form of gossamer light, I…thread space on umbilical silk, the healer...reaches, reaches for the light, the He and She……God and Goddess. The Healer, I... reaches the World Tree, Yggdrasil, white crystal roots tendril into the primordial sea of space time, branching upward cradling Heaven. There below the tree in the soft grass an ancient one, a familiar soul, waits. ~Oh I am held by She, ancient Grandmother, and garner the wisdom of ages.~ But, the bodies time is now, and calls and as the clay rests, it calls down, down, down… I go ~Past the jumble-tumble between lifetimes, within the cycling universe of all, The Healer, I, reforms, snaps to the umbilicus of prone body, within the tumbled nest of sheets, in the now plane of existence. ~Arms reach out brushing cheeks, eyes gleam, and sparkle with the joy of sharing, kindred spirits having touched the ancient wisdon of the Light! Silence surrounds.
*revised


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One Wish

As I close the door behind me… I stand upon the porch.
Every day I leave here… becomes so much more bitter sweet.
I found the money yesterday so I could pay my note,
But what about next month or the others sure to come.
I raised my children faithfully under this old roof, and…
Memories abound, like the raindrops that hit upon my roof.
Yes, I admit leaving here will cause a little pain.
But the day-to-day struggles have striped away the gain.
Where once I held on steadfast… now I waiver on that thought.
Instead of seeing comfort, now it’s the struggles I have fought.
The food upon the table… outweighs the comfort of this house.
But yet, my heart still bleeds for what will soon be lost.
How to tell the children… it will be hard at its very best.
I’m sure they’ll rail against it and cause me more pain, yet.
But I can’t expect them to understand, this old grownups shame.
I promised to protect them… so today I’ll continue on my search
A job or a little money may pop up from anywhere, you know.
All I have to do is keep my feet planted firmly on the ground.
God will provide eventually, even if it’s a step, or two, or three down.
Every day as I close the door behind me and I stand upon this porch…
I say a little prayer and add a little wish…
May tomorrow find us better off than here we are today…
And may others please be helped like us… as we try to make our way.

CSEastman


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Ride of the Daystar: Har - Magedon

A great tumult has occurred in the sea
agitated waves tussle and brawl in the sea

A sea, whose waters are parted,
parted by a swarming multitude of beasts, and one Great Beast

Beast, I advise you, there is a King, a Star in the Day
riding upon a white horse, Eminent and August
	
August and Purposed was His way
sword in hand, fetters in one

One, without uncertainly, He rode toward the sea
and with certainty His strike was dealt

Dealt, the waters were parted
by means of one blow all the beasts were smite

Smitten, all but one, the Lord of the beasts
the Daystar turned his strength to the Great Beast

The Beast, skilled and adept, was struck with one articulation 
not with a song of death as its intent, but a rebuking

Rebuked, so it might not agitate the waters
fettered, so it could not provoke the sea

See now, the waters were parted
the bodies of which were two

Two parts, divided by the Daystar’s blow
one to the south and toward the north was one

One, agitated, heavy with salt, and broad as elapsed dreams
the North, tranquil and fresh. just adequate to chalice in the palms

Palms firm, the King turned His day heat to the south
and the waters evaporated, so that only pillars of salt remained

Remaining, the Daystar blessed his radiance on the North
with palms the King cupped the unsullied waters 

Waters in hand He tossed them into the desiccated earth
and the waters revitalized the salted land in support of the King

And the King continued to shed light on the waters for a thousand years
for a millennium, the earth blossomed.

Blossomed for a time, a time, times five hundred times
after which, the fetters would be loosed


Details | Free verse | |

Fleeting

As to heed from behind the wall
The call of birds in their hidden bed,
that drifts into silence.. 

Catch a light pierce through a cloud
in the night
for a minute.

A sight of a fleeting wind
A running wave
A rolling stone
From a mountain top
That doesn’t wait.

Stay for a moment.

My anxious eyes
want to keep you 
my curious hands 
to refine you
Rubbing you 
as if you are a magic lamp
which you might be.

You leave  trails 
of forgotten seeds
to be picked up 
by the hungry ones,

By the time my mind
has eaten its way, 
I have paused.

Lost.

My feet at your gate
looking at your face,

Stay for a moment.


Details | Rhyme | |

Living Without

I tried to write about love but I haven’t felt it. 
I tried to write about the sea but I’ve never seen it. 
Then I tried to write about the air, but I have never breathed it. 
I tried to write about magic but I never believed it.
I couldn’t write about god, all I have ever done is sinned.
And when I tried to write about life I found, 
I have never really lived.


Details | Quintain (English) | |

Setting your soul free

Rich yellows and reds sweep across the low sky.
A certain line drawn between day and night.
Watching a distant star way up high.
Forever gazed in to its eternal glowing light.

The rich deafening sounds that hold a distant memory;
A Memory of the past, or may be, a past life;
As the crisp frozen air brushes through a willing fir tree
My mind carves my surroundings like a sculptures knife.

The trickling brook reflects the glowing crescent moon 
Flowing gently over the rocks that lead the way
I watch as it flows in to the misty but majestic lagoon.
How wonderful it is to feel the fresh water spray.

The last ray of the sun fades over the distant horizon
It was like a switch as the infinite stars acted as a night light.
My surrounding clear, as if there was a midnight-sun.
A new perspective, a new life waiting patiently to ignite.


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Feather of Life

It was only then did the beauty of life be
Beyond sights and sights that the eye can't see
To nod in consent in peace or in vile
Upon the extending path of destiny.

Inspired by the movie classic "Forrest Gump"


Details | Carpe Diem | |

I

If its money I got its money ill keep. If its money I have its money ill weep. If its love that I give its love ill receive. For I am but no one who just see's beneath. Some say your only as strong as you feel, but how could we change..in a place that's so unreal. People are hearing but..not really hearing. Why is the world so blind. I keep on screaming and screaming and screaming for things to be revolutionized. I am just a small song in a world full of cries, laughter, tears and french-fries.


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The Magik Of Love

Reflections in the mirror were getting scary I could not carry the weight of my pain it almost took my life to learn to love again for I have made a friend somewhere along my long lost way I hope that I helped him just a fraction of how he helped me maybe that single thought is what finally gave me my peace enough to release so much stolen energy Now I am not afraid to walk where the streets are hot for I thrive in Hell's kitchen where the devil stirs my pot for I now have him quiet tame I sacrificed my dragons at the alter of my name and now you are my slaves any time I need I'll call upon my superhero's to come and rescue me like my Saint Toni who swept me off that bridge and showed my how a death can be the greatest reason to live for she was the seed to grow my Eden then a man from a foreign land gave me something in myself to believe in the magik of Love.


Details | Dramatic Verse (Verse Drama) | |

Brethren of the Wind

She nuzzled her first born,
Until he ungainly stood.
Fresh birthed, dewy damp,
Rocking unsteadily, a new life.
The herd settled, calmed by mother instinct.
Then slowly moved down the rocky draw,
Hooves dance, tattooing the morning mist,
Shaking the night loose, dawns promise,
Roaming the lush verdant growth.
Singing the song of the herd, brethren of the wind.
And the little foal understood the song,
They heard his first call.
Joyfully hearing the whiny of a new life.
But it wasn’t always so, with master-men.
Confined to the plow and jig, consigned
To repetition, plodding nowhere
To stall and back as leaves fall
And blossom’s end in endless cycles.
But now they’re running free,
And they’re strong for the herd is many.
Manes and hooves, glistening forelocks sprint
Breaking morning’s silence.
Hush, they instinctively stop, shiver
And smell the man-masters approach.
Frightened, instinctively moving,
The herd’s survival depends on escape,
Fleet of foot, to run from the man-master smell.
Down the shallow draw the hooves pound,
And up the crest with nowhere to go.
Their stretched out lithe bodies
Momentarily outlined by the evening sun.
Over the edge they plunge
For freedom’s sake, thousand foot down.


Details | Rhyme | |

A Day at the Beach

Here I am Running away, Walking at the beach, counting the days, I see the sun, I covered my face. Feeling the wind, I know I can't win in this race. I sat under A tree, feeling the sand with my feet, Oh how I want to be free. These days the problems kept me captive. These shadows of fears seems to be abrasive. I just want to stay, I don't want to leave, It's better in this Island, there are matters you can still believe. Clear waters, Aqua sky, I envy the birds that soar & fly. I want to sing another lullaby, I sat on a swing & a flashback pass by. But in every decision you have to be wise. I don't know why, but to me this is paradise. And now I lay down on the sand, A melody that should be put to an end. And again I wiped my tears, It's because of these unending fears. I am hurt, and I am weak, Then I looked up asking what to seek. Like a little girl I cried, I wanted comfort because I'm tired. Tired of seeing people lying, tired because I'm also hiding. tired of all these unanswered questions. tired of people with their exaggerated opinions. And I don't want to go back, cos I know I'm safe here. But God gave me that courage to fight w/ every fear. Maybe I am confuse now, and maybe not yet satisfied, But my Faith is giving me the assurance I'll have a balanced Life.


Details | Rhyme royal | |

A getaway Life

It's hard to remember memories of grief, getting away for a little while is a relief. Life is like an art, and everyday you get the chance to start. May not be on others side, But my love for them can never divide. endless tears & promises broken, thoughtless words have been spoken. So I must leave for a while, So I can go back with a huge smile. Let me heal the scars, & fill each of my waking hours. This might be just a getaway life, just to escape suffering & strife. Let me search & find my way, to find words I can truthfully say. It may be selfish, but there's just so many reasons, to heal every emotions. Because this time, I want Happiness, & maybe reach for success. I know I have a guardian & a guide, who is always on my side. In a million ways, He's in disguise, to encourage & give me reasons to Inspire. Some are unimportant as it seems, But slowly, God brings reality to dreams. & like a pilgrim, I'll wander, to this journey that can make me even stronger. I've learned so much that money cannot measure, All of my priceless treasures. This is the unplanned surprise, to make me realize. That I just got to beLIeVE, give room to forgive. because what cannot be found, can just be around. Oh & let me find my romance, Not just by fate, nor by chance. So don't count the days that I'm away, feel it closely, in your heart is where I'll always stay.


Details | Haiku | |

What People Were and What People Are

People were
Many things.
Strange or not

People were
Different and
Odd and fun.

People were
Monsters but…
That’s not all

People were
And still are
Strange and odd.

People are
People. For
life is life. 

Yet not.
Not is lies.
Truth seeps from

Every mouth
Lies, lies, lies
Move, move, move

But somehow
Lies prevail.
Lies are life.

Lies are death.
Lies are homes.
Lies are pain.

Lies are truth.
Yet somehow.
Truth prevails.

Truth is life.
Truth is death.
Truth is home.

Truth is pain.
Truth is lie.
Truth is that.

Lies will die.
Lies will cease.
Nevermore.

Truth will live.
Truth will be.
Forever.


Details | Dramatic monologue | |

In the fall

In the fall. Our favorite fall. The time of the poets, the colors of yellow marry cold and people Exchange friendship and looking new era, give erotic kissing and not afraid of white winter comes, not afraid of other eager United and strong, as befits the bravest of the universe, life explorers, Pirates of evolution.


Details | Ghazal | |

God's Heavenly Mountain

Skeptal I still followed others up the mountain
Voices said do not fret for God speaks from this mountain


Valley and creeks and eagles that soar
Suitable for a me to continue climbing this God forsaken mountain

Time can be at nil for there my destiny awaits 
Tranquility bliss and solace of it's mountain

Relish with me if you will if you must if you can
Shout from the highest peaks of this skeptal mountain

There is a new day a new beginning and a new you
Only if you take this journey beyond God's Heavenly mountain








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A Prayer for the "Sailing Family"

Dear friends, I really don’t know you at all. In that vast wide ocean, you may feel very small. But when you sail, know just one thing, He’s with you always, many joys He will bring. So take in the beauty, and all of His Gifts, The water, his creatures and all in your midst. Even if you did not consciously bring Him, He’s always beside you, and there when you need Him. I know of a lady, she’s one of your girls. She mentioned that you would be traveling the world. So, though I don’t know you, I wish you the best! Safe, happy travels…knowing He’ll do the rest! Take in every moment, sun rises and sets. It sounds as though it’s as good as it gets! My prayer is this, that your Travels be well. So bring back some memories and stories to tell! Michelle D. 7/14/10


Details | Iambic Pentameter | |

Determined To Use

The ambition that was given for mission
Methodically apply message from sky
A hard worker know they need no permission
They remain practical as time flies by

Arising at times their is pessimism
So cautiously they vie for self discipline
While still relying on expressionism
Patience from them is like the drug insulin


Details | Iambic Pentameter | |

Cro-Magnon


The Cro-Magnon started to preach
the tribe was hanging from his lips;
coarse beastly voice emerged to breach
the lack of speech and concept grips.

He was the shaman of the clans;
in his night dream he visioned game;
the bison herds roam Tundra lands,
his grapheme sounds tried to exclaim.

His bony hands reached up to skies,
his beard was resined and throat clogged,
transmitted growling his advice
to minds that dithered scared and fogged.

"This is a message from the Gods"
his grumbles suffer to pronounce
his language is a growling calque,
he jumps up front, and starts to flounce.

The Cro-Magnon flounces and jumps
upon the crags transmits wisdom
his bony fists lift to aboves
and growls his calque to sky's freedom.

"This is a message from the Gods"
his agony repeats the words;
the message growls throughout the crags
echoes and scares rock snakes and birds.

"This is a message from the Gods"
the rumble of countless hoofs nears,
the earth shakes while he forebodes,
- his face-grimace in dirt and tears.

Beyond the crags the human stares,
huge are the gods with hoofs that thrum;
become the prey of hunters' snares,
that throw them down beating the drums.

The smiles reveal their broken teeth,
the Cro-Magnons ignite the fire,
and celebrate dancing beneath
the night's dark calls and growls of ire.

© G. V. 04-11-2013
(Iambic tetrameter)






Details | Quatrain | |

Lifting Me Up

My heart is on Your shoulders,
And You are lifting me up.
With every spoken tender gesture,
I fall a little farther in love.


Details | Free verse | |

Journey Towards Greatness

Oh, seek you so freely after greatness
Amidst the lands of thought and realties;
Dare you with cupped hands, drink deeply of wisdom’s waters, 
That the brain not be found inebriated by false ideologies…
Thinking, from within the vast Pied-à-terre of your brow,
Discovering, self ingenuously endowed.
Mind over matter vs. matter over mind,
Explore now the winds of fact and fiction, 
Let your spirit soar and true knowledge you shall find.
Speaking with candor and clear articulations
living not for want of foolish desires;
yet, for the wondrous joys of learning -- aspire.
Think beyond the box that once pained the mind, being set free. 
Stand firmly in silence, hear and embrace knowledge 
within a continuity of will, filled by hopes, strengthened by certainty. ~ Believe
O’ acumen’s root liken to the growth of the tiny mustard seed 
Which fostered properly spreads into the strongest of trees.
Open the eyes of your heart‘s being, freely gifted by this love 
Continually enduring throughout the generations
Accepting in truth receive of the Empowered One 
Then may you find, the greatness you seek…


Details | Rubaiyat | |

Leaving One Alone

Requiring knowledge; the freedom of choice
Then to the designee only the sound of a voice
Process entailing turning of one back
Learning that there will be a time to rejoice


Details | Sonnet | |

Kiss This

<                              master of disguise menacing havoc
                                I fear not your pronged fork and wooden stick
                                but one illuminates from presents sight
                                tis I carries master key whom ends plight


                               brushstroke if must with your evilness twist
                               for I stand strong from an Hevenly bliss 
                               poke and probe away with your woven schemes
                               tis I'll be the one laughing though it seems 


                               your inferno fire from gates of hell
                               diminished by just one shake from this bell
                               so bring on your barriers and good grief's
                               tonight I'll be the one with good night's sleep 


                               sowing not fear of satin's smitten grasp
                               but turning check telling to kiss thy ass




Entry For
Thvia Shetley's
The Devil Made Me Do It
Sonnets Only Contest
G.L. All


Details | Free verse | |

The Angel Who Never Knew

She was an angel
But she didn't know
Life was hers for the choosing
But she chose to let go

Her whole life before her 
But she didn't know
I saw her fall from heaven
The day she let go

She fell into
My broken arms
All of my charm
Only caused her harm

I cried the day
She went away
I close my eyes
See her angelic face

She didn't know
She could save
What does it matter
She went away

And I hold her name holy
As the ghost she now is
My only wish
Is she knew how to live

Life is so fragile
In the arms of an infant
Possibiltiies endless
Endlessly infinite

I remember how 
she could smile
Made shattered dreams
Seem worthwhile
I could do anything 
Under her gaze
It was me she saved
Then ended it all away

Why did she leave me
To figure it out alone
Why was she helpless?
Why was she cold?
Angel unknown
Please return to this presence
For reality without you
Is never as pleasant

The thought of her
Awesomer 
Than you can imagine
She kept me going
By reviving my dragon

Invision a world
Of no material
All in existence
Live in indecision
For no one knows
What they really want
They want a world
That's not enough

And then she returned
To carry in peace
Her healing touch 
reached inside me
I know she's there 
Though I can't see
I feel her halo
Watching over me
I feel diseased
Then it went away
In the same fashion
As she did one day

One day abruptly 
A realization
Was my life
Really worth saving
I'd trade for hers 
On any plane
Because an angels special
Until they're gone away


Details | Rondeau Redouble | |

Faith

Don’t worry about the future,
what will be, will be
Take some time to look around
a beautiful world, you’ll see

Why worry about tomorrow?
It’ll come whatever we do
Be kind to yourself, you’ll find,
courage will see you through 

Have you ever had a dream, 
a plan, idea or invention?
Yet, never bothered to stay the course,
or given it a mention?

Now’s the time to follow your dream,
release all your tension and stress
You hold the power to change your life,
don’t settle for anything less!


Details | Verse | |

Le Vacance Pretentieuse: Going Home

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

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

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

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


Details | Ballad | |

WHISPERS OF BOLOBOK

Hussshhhh of the sea breeze
Bolobok Cave nears it
Rain drops falling on my face
Trim down my long pony-tailed hair
Small crabs crawling over the brownish sand surface
Small stones scattered over
 Small caves with limestone
And having freshwater downstairs
Said there were ladders to climb and unclimb
To see the down caves
Now in a mysterious looks waiting for renovations
Where are these caretakers of nature?
The beauty of eye lenses looking at it
Please come and rescue this whispering ambiance of serenity 
For generations to enjoy
If this is an early human settlement 
Come take your responsibility
Oh the caretakers please come
Thank you


3 January 2013
Early Human Settlement
Bolobok Cave (Sungab Bulubuk)
Bongao, Tawi-Tawi Island
Sulu Archipelago

 


Details | Rhyme | |

Lions will be lions


Humiliation occurs
When pigs and monkeys roars
How a pig became a lion?
How , How a monkey roars?
That's when you stop saying NO
Humiliation occurs
When the lions are here
When the lions onshore
Pigs will be pigs
A monkey will stand for
A monkey , no less , no more



Details | Free verse | |

Chandelier of Stars

Chandelier of stars,
Against wooden sky,
Feeling so high,
Feeling so fine,
You are mine,
And I pine,
For your every verbal caress,
Every physical beat,
Take a seat,
I’ll teach you what it is to feel-
Heat,
In your backbone,
I need a microphone,
To tell of your appeal,
I feel,
Closer to you each day,
I pray,
To continue this journey of ours,
So far,
We’ve progressed,
Through violence and stress,
Our worst and our best,
We share,
I’d spare,
You,
Of my rage,
I feel caged,
Sometimes,
In my mind,
Since I am yours,
And you are mine,
Our souls together,
Forever?
Forever,
I feed the need,
To succeed,
With you by my side,
I’m in for a ride,
All kidding aside,
Your love lets me float,
I wrote,
This for my man,
So he’ll understand,
What I feel,
So utterly real,
I utter,
And stutter,
One day we’ll walk,
Down the aisle,
For a mile,
On white sand beach,
Confidence in the reach,
Of our hearts,
To each others.


Details | Narrative | |

Sailing relentless sea

T'was the month of July 
should've been sailing upon calm sea, 
brightest sunshine 
blue sky so clear.
 
For days and days, it rained and rained 
As if the sky's afallin' away, 
Bounced wildly about on wall like waves
T'was death we came to face.
 
Tied ourselves with ropes around our waist
To not to sea be blown and swallowed away 
The only thing for us all to do, was pray
Then mates and the capt'n their voices did raise.

Began singing aloud sailor's songs of old
Drowning out their dread in the sea's assault 
Sudden shower of sunbeams began to pour right out 
Of the opening heavens by gushes of wind, parting clouds. 

Hope returned about the crew
They knew the sea would be subdued
Looking through his spyglass out to sea
The capt'n saw our destination appear.

By CarolineCécile
Copyright © 05.16.11

 


Details | Dramatic monologue | |

Russian General

The two combatants were 
Cast in a deceitful duel
Enmeshed in the charming world
Of wounded psyche’s 
Where thoughts 
Take arms and batter one another
I opened the heavy fire door
On my private inferno
My chest decorated 
Rows of gleaming medals
Much like a Russian General
Each medal signifying some special action
A cowardly special action
So I yield my chest, my body
To the executioners, I willingly do it,
Because that’s what soldiers do.


Details | Alliteration | |

Undermining Light

Despising, Deceiving, Denying
Lying, Lynching, Looting
Mindless, Morals, Misconceiving

Opening, Options, Obsolete
Treacherous, Treasonous, Thieves
Thinking, They, Them

Boasting, Bullying, Blinding
Forsaking, Forbidding, Friends
Uniting, Under, Unity

Sending, Signals, Selfishly
Can’t, Control, Consciousness
Everyone, Escape, Earth

Holding, Here, Hell
Never, Not, Now
Win, We, Will

Yearning, Ye, Yes
Illumination, Inside, Increasing
Evil, Ending, Extinct  


Details | Lyric | |

Dream on

 DREAM ON 
 
I dream on, from my dome to my chest
to my toes and to the tips of my palms. 
We dream on, in the land of the free,  
but where freedom comes at a cost and 
sacrifice for others the achieve their dream. 
  
I dream on, flying over an icy mountain top,  
To the sweat taste of lemon drops,  
To the cool relief of mist burning over a  
desert black top as I brain storm lessening 
to heart beat of my favorite song.
  
We dream on, from the top of 
lonely tropical island hill top  
to the sit and the smell of a breath
taking Forrest and to a falling
sun afflicting a shining sea
that is the best part of the day 
I rather spend ending enjoying with a beautiful
woman... the sit and the breeze. 
 
Poetry by Keith K. Relf


Details | Didactic | |

Realm of Reality

Introduction: Life is a mystery with many ups and downs throughout the journey. The
journey filled with thoughts of tranquility and turmoil. But the perfect sensation is the
time when you get to feel closer to your Almighty, the one who understands you the best,
your closest friend, your hope and light, your solution to every problem, The mystery you
came to life to solve and to believe in.
Even in the happiest and the saddest moments, He is always there when you need Him.




Right now I am, thinking what to write
Holding my pen, it’s almost midnight,
I’m truly out of words, to express my whole life,
It’s so absurd, cut all pain through a knife
And I wish I could feel, Your presence in my soul
I know that You know, what I am going through
And I’m not sure I believe, unless I really feel
But I know when You’re not there, so I pray to feel You near

Now I can see, what this life is about
Now I do know, I’m too lost without,
Diamond in the rough, that’s what I was
But now I’m reborn by the shower of Your bliss
I’d die to satisfy, I’d do everything I can,
No matter how tough, after all I’m a man
I won’t fall apart, You’re always in my heart
I’d swim oceans and more, only to be Your friend

This undying grace of Your creation,
Time and space, more than perfection
You’ve opened my eyes and showed me the truth
You’ve blessed peace to my soul; I know what’s my role
I see two key coins, one black and one white
And all I have to join, the one with your light
Life is as it is, we make it our own
Hard or easy, full or alone

Everything grows, as they all involve
With the rose you put down, to show us what’s love
I wake up early, to see Your beauty,
Throughout the morning sun, I feel complete and done,
I drive all the way and see my problems solved,
By Your love from above, I stand still so firm
Everything I do, everywhere I go,
Every moment I breathe, I remind myself of You…my Almighty.


Details | Sonnet | |

Show me the Way

Well it is like this you see,
I’m against odds they say,
It is in stone or it is in clay.
I fly away to set it all free.

Time does not exist to me.
Money has no cost to pay.
Love is a game folk’s play.
Life is a gift do you agree?

Shooting Stars always fall,
I wish I wish all of it for you.
Wishing on a Star l did call.
I wish blue skies just for you.

But time told this and time told that.
Show me the way with no tit for tat.

®Registered: Ann Rich 2010


Details | Iambic Pentameter | |

Abbey I


Inside the snowfall stood her raised figure,
he sensed it was a destined oracle,
her glance was lone on sepia picture,
her brunette mane waved outside the chapel.

Lit were the chandelier's ocra chandelles,
his heartbeat thrummed an airy rhythmic spell,
the forest snow whirled - shaped ghostly belles
and straight he stood below the ringing knell.

An Angel's bliss, his soul received in flames,
adept and kind the whisper of her voice,
'Forgiveness calms those who indulge in blames,
Devoutness is the prelude of free choice.'

Outside he stepped below the Abbey's knell:
His voice spread up, above the snow and mass,
in cold embraced the iron wrought of bells,
- as waxen light cried through chapel's glass.

His mind and words enjoined in forceful pray,
spells sacrosanct and numinous instilled,
the sanctified on divine throne, abbe,
abandoned the Convent, to years and thrills.

Escaped then he, in sovereign woods' darkness,
became her groom in tenebrous kingdom,
became the wind, a sound of Abbey's bells,
his childhood's wraith to fly in clouds and roam.

© G. V. 01-04-2012, All Rights Reserved


Details | Sonnet | |

May Day

May 31, 2010


May Day! 

I sprout with a surprise springing forth from me today.
Birds sing such a magnificent most pleasurable praise.
I want to be the one He promised soon He would raise.
I will be celebrated all by myself on that God-given day.
I will stand in His Gracious Glory at His appointed Say.
Yesterday will be but a blurring faded haze, life a craze.
He sets my soul on fire and sets my spirit off in a blaze.
I bet I will buzz like a bee zipping by you each May Day!
It is all in a day just for me to say.
Ta! Da! I’d bet you did not realize!
May Day! May Day! I say let’s play!
Walla! I say May Day’s materialize!

Waiting every May Day is loads of fun,
Unbelievably, May Day is never done!

®Registered: Ann Rich 2010


Details | Rhyme | |

One Shot One Moment

One shot, one moment, what does that mean
Embody the new, or remain what is seen
Transcend the critics with the motive for green
What we concoct requisite is what we’re committed to 
Destroyed or developed, that commitment defines you
Expend your time and suffuse your ambition
Talk with actions, so no one can’t listen
One shot, one moment, spotlight on you
Perambulated through scourges, dream come true
One shot, one moment, you prepared for this
While melancholy through life, one chance for bliss
But it embarks at that one shot, that one moment
So when you acquire yo chance, make sure you own it


Details | Haiku | |

War cry

I can't fight your war,
but can be your sword,
hold on to me tight.


Details | Free verse | |

My Time Has Come

My Time Has Come

My time is over here in this body
I am being called home as my work is done here
I hear my Lords voice calling me home
Although I know I will miss this old world 
With all that I have seen and done
All the People I have met and talked to
My body can go on no more for it has reached it’s time

Rev. Samuel Mack, OMS
Copyright 2013

http:paladinnews1.blogspot.com


Details | I do not know? | |

My Diamond ( My Grandmother)

Woman of God, 
A Diamond is what you are,
Beautiful & special & sweet,
A diamond a person would strive for,
Built with the lord's armor,
A diamond is the hardest thing to break,
You are shielded and protected by God,
You are my diamond,
My diamond with much wisdom,
You may be a short statue,
But you are wealthy and rich,
In my heart and in the eyes of the lord,
This is simply your time,
Your time and honor,
You deserve.
You lived a wonderful life,
Guided us and teached us the right thing to do,
And I appreciate you,
My pastor, my beautiful grandmother,
And my honorable Diamond,
Prophetess E. J. Woodford!!


Details | Cowboy | |

' As Old As East Of Eden ... (A Cowboy Song) Cowboy Poem # 15


          Tears - Are As Old
         … As East Of Eden

           Pain - Is As Old
         … As East Of Eden

          Woes - Are As Old
         … As East Of Eden …

That’s Why The Cowboy … Rides West
And Disappears, Into The Flaming Sunsets …     ( Gen. 3: 23, 24 )


Details | Free verse | |

Run Into Love

You make me smile even when the sad songs come on.
You make me laugh with every chance you get.
You don't even have to be here for me to fall for you.
I've played the backseat for too long.
Maybe now it's time to run;
Time to run into love.
What do we have to lost?
This is only life once.
We are only young once.
And I believe I am starting to fall for you.
What do we have to lose?
Let's dive in together,
Holding hands,
Into the unknown.


Details | Blank verse | |

Give To Receive

The cost be a benefit to charity I speak of
A bid for mercy a reward from He thee Almighty One
All who have fallen give in faith, so that they receive
Unseen is this present, only in spirit they understand
Selfish desires lost through forgiveness He has answered
Foolish to many the choice that was made obviously right
Turning of a page frees the once monetized slave
His life was the price but still there be strife humbling to most
A ghost now made Holy given to them headed down
This frown now turned to a smile that last for an eternity 


Details | Rhyme | |

Enthusiastic

All is in my sight but the limits that I can’t see
Why was last place an option
When first is where I’m supposed to be
While I’m still moving forward 
I see no one else ahead of me
The sky is the limit 
And hard work is the only fee
I know one day
My fears are going to be scared of me
With God on my side 
He’ll always have my fidelity
I believe that I will make it
I don’t care about the celerity
Because when my sun… sets
I know my goals are there to bury me. 


Details | Light Poetry | |

' An Aura Of Light, So Bright ! ... '

I Gathered The Aura Of Light Around Me
The Aura Of Light, Softly Surrounds Me
An Aura Of Light, So Bright
I Closed Eyes To View Sight …

Caress and Coalescence
Coexistent … Luminescent

by The Force of A Million-Billion, Rushing Beams !
… and Just As Many, Soft, Sweet-Dreams

… GOD’s Gifts, Are So Supreme !!
My Sweet, Silver Sanctum Gleams !

… in The Aura Of Light Around Me …


Details | Lyric | |

Understanding Of The End

The time is upon us, yea it is at hand, Things are not what they seem
Im not sure that i really understand
What do you want from me, Is it me?
What do i do, Do I need to take your hand?
Who are these adversaries and What is their plans?,
Am I an instrument, for the ultimate end
Or is it another lesson to be learned, That alone, I can not stand.
What do my dreams mean, are they signs from you?
Are they prophecy, are they the glue
to the pieces of my life, that lead me to you?


Details | Sonnet | |

Mister Nibbles Ameri-Sonnet

<                      amidst grass carpet he plays
                        long ears bushy tail white paws
                        nibbles bulbs munches away
                        poor little thing had some flaws


                         hides hair braided and despaired
                         didn't stop this little guy
                         thought to self this wasn't fair
                         bowed head and started to cry


                         nectar is what he had sought
                         on this hopeful days journey
                         not to be trapped or be caught
                         or carted off on gurney



                         Mister Nibbles came to play
                         In garden's bedding today


Details | Didactic | |

Fast Life Time

Fast Life
Mind racing 
Eyes blinking
Left & right 
Sand slides over the land
I see the truth from afar
A soft glare unwillingly 
I search for
But not quite there yet
I have some time
Time is just a figment of our imagination
That keeps going & going
Tic Toc
But will it ever exceed pass twelve
Time is knowledge or whatever you make it
I don’t have time for knowledge
I have a knowledge that grows through time
But I haven’t quite gotten to my destination yet,
So shouldn’t it be time for my knowledge to grow.


Details | Classicism | |

Home

Fragile petals for your feet strewn across Earth’s lawn,
Miniscule sacrifices bleed from your minstrel pawn,
Would that nature’s silver starred celestial corridor,
Guide this pawn to Your supernatural golden shore,
Your milky galaxy draws me on this nightly walk,
Lifts me higher … pulls me .. To Thee my Rock..
Ahh beauty! It’s time to walk back to my house alone,
One day, I’ll keep on walking with You .. to my home.


Details | Quintain (English) | |

An Irish Caterwaul

Out a place, surely, a kitten in pants
hung out to dry for heaven’s sake,
men wander about like little ants
professin’ knowledge, make no mistake,
there’s a tale pussy footin’ in the wake.

As men lie, ‘tis their ears grow pointed,
and their teeth are sharpened to fangs.
Sure and begorrah, they’re not anointed   
these foolish followers o’ evil gangs,
hooked they be, and so, they hang.

So, reel in yer tail divils, take off false skin
yer kittenish ways will get ye naught.
Pray to the laurd God for kinder kin
they’d that will lave ye as they aught
and would na lave ye hangin’ caught…
 

*Sure and begorrah/ sure and by God
**Irish Dialect
Poet: D. Guzzi  8/4/11


Details | Rhyme | |

The Thread That Binds

A little boy and an ant became great friends one day. 
But how to live drew them apart, and this is how they ran astray:

In the Ant’s heart was strict authority and constant work each day.
Why wasn’t the boy following someone, collecting for the food array?
The ant would always build everything in exactly the same proven way.
The anthill was underground and protected them perfectly every day.
Not adding to the hive was a crime, no one would ever think to display.
He knew every thing would be perfect, if everyone did their job and obeyed.

But the boy wanted to build bridges and trestles, just like his Dad, each day.
All of them out in the open, none of them under ground or hidden away.
And inventiveness came with the notice, of new and exciting things in daily play.
His life was really cool, not boring, as standing in a line would convey.
He’d invent, and ponder, and build in exciting, new ways, to fit each new byway.
Quick minded, and resilient he’d build, many fascinating and unique causeways.

The boy and the ant eventually went away, not happy with how the other lived.
They thought the other shortsighted and scorned, at what the other could give.
But they went away without realizing, how very similar were their lives.
For each would spend their time endeavoring to help others with their drive.
But understanding is a harder concept than building a bridge or storing food.
It takes a true gift to see the world as others do…

The moral to this story is really quite easy for all to see…
You can’t expect others to live their lives the way you want them to be.
Here, each was adding to their different world, only they could see.
While one was building for a smaller, singular hive…
The other was building for the hive of mankind.


Details | Free verse | |

We Are All In This Together

We all have a story to tell.
Ups and downs,
Together, we've been through it all;
God has led us through it all.
Trust Him;
It's all for a reason.
All your pains,
All your struggles,
All your hurts-
They're all for a reason.
God has a bigger plan,
One we cannot see.
Trust Him and pray.
Remember,
We are all in this together.
Together, we have been through it all.
Ups and downs,
We are family-
Brothers and sisters in Christ.
We are friends.
Most importantly,
We are family.
Let's love one another like God loves us.
Let's help each other out
And help each other up with loving hands.
We are His children.
We are His servants
Together on His mission
To love, save, and change the world
For the better.
We are all in this together.
Listen to His praises ring;
Let's praise Him together.
Listen to sister Fantasia sing,
"Sometimes you gotta lose to win again."
Thank You Father!
Amen!


Details | Tanka | |

Being

The discussion point—
I Be, I Am, I Exist.
Being is presence.
	 Philosophers Rejoice, Yes . . . 
The mortal plane is confirmed!

Gary Bateman, Copyright © All Rights Reserved, 
Schoeningen, Germany (November 12, 2014)
(Tanka poetic format) 


Details | Senryu | |

' King David's 23rd Psalm ... ' (Classical - Tribute) 61st Senryu

‘ King David’s 23rd Psalm … ’ (Classical-Tribute)  61st  Senryu



The Brave Should Know Song:
King David’s ‘ 23rd Psalms ’
Makes Warriors Stay Strong


Details | Narrative | |

AN EXCEEDING GREAT ARMY

AN EXCEEDING GREAT ARMY

Because of the missing sword
A soldier falls,
And another,
And another,
And another…

When was their birth?
What hastens their death?
Christ paid the debt
He fought with that sword
Till all forces bow…

But for this missing sword
A soldier crumbles,
And another,
And another,
And another…

They are well dressed:
In military attire
But are armed with brass weapons:
With spears and rifles!
Where is the amour, the shield,
the breastplate, the helmet and the sword?

Yet, for the want of that sword
A soldier falters,
And another,
And another,
And another…

On mountain tops,
Hills and valleys:
Day and night;
Toiling, preparing and waiting
To combat the enemy,
But never search for the missing weapon.

Still, for the want of that sword
A soldier dies,
And another,
And another,
And another…

Their camp is ravaged
Each soldier for his dear life;
The night of horror came
The dawn of victory followed
Each soldier remembers the missing weapon
From their hidey-hole, loudly they scream,
“The sword! The sword!! The sword!!!”

Will the sword ever be found?
No army is declared the Champion
Without going through a battle;
No victory is secured
With the parade of cheap weapons;

Then a soldier returns
And another,
And another,
And another...

And... the SWORD was found
Removed from its sheath; and sharpened
To fight the good fight
And take their rightful place

Then a soldier fights,
And another,
And another,
And another…

Now... the SWORD was found
The army of God has risen
With bleeding skin
And broken bones.
Like the dried bones, they are awake:
Covered with the sinews of faith,
And filled with the breath of fire
To thresh mountains
And dominate their enemies.

Then a soldier lives,
And another,
And another,
And another...

The camp is restored
The enemy is destroyed
An exceeding great army has risen
To root out and to pull down
To destroy and to throw down
To build and to plant…


Then a soldier rejoices,
And another,
And another,
And another...


Details | Haiku | |

Mountain Climbing

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

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

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

I descend
While	 I 	urgently 	hold 	on
For dear life…


Details | Senryu | |

Laity To You I Preach

Take of mask blind 
does light 
you now know


Details | Ballad | |

Corpse Bride

The braeþ of lyf -- I've Learned to fear
Though, ta'en it was, so long sinsyne
I've wroot my song of skreighs
He tore the lyf out of me
In sooth did she speke this to me - Cassandra was she to me
Wistful - I am no bride to be
Wistful - is this soliloquy of skreighs

I cede to thee, deathly colleen 
Though remains - façades of humanity 
Angel kind - wicce of my welkin dreams
Casted by the lote of she
Ta'en the hollow Herefro way - ne'er!
Caught with twain
W'ie or swain

Angel dearest so fair - love does not share
Seemed a crux, when eath is lone
I rose for thee - cede all of thy love to me
Or was this not meant to be
Eros's deceit 
So wistful - corpse bride I remain to be


Details | Quatrain | |

Enjoy This Place

Follow your dreams and follow your heart;
God has shown you the path to start.
Never give up and always have faith;
Do what you love and enjoy this place!


Details | Lyric | |

Painful Blessings

God's child and only his.
He's been teaching me lessons since..
before my teenage years. 
I learn things quickly, a genius...maybe.
He has yet to expose his gift to me.
He has yet to begin revealing my destiny.
So I wait...wait for my world to shake.
Wait for my heart to ache. 
With every storm comes sunshine. 
An inner glow given from the divine. 
A new found sense of control. 
Thank you for allowing me to learn lessons.
That's why I call them painful blessings.


Details | Quatrain | |

Choices To Face

I have some choices to face,
But these are not my decisions to make.
God told me what He wants me to do;
He said, "Listen, Son, I have a plan for you."


Details | Verse | |

I Am An Archer

If you were an Archer,
And had but one choise out of two.
With a string of fresh arrows, and a heart of gold.
What would you do?

If you had to chose between what was right, and your own survival,
What would you do?
If you could either save many people were being throw into a massive pitfall,
Or only you.

To many, the choose would be made.
Of course they would save others.
But what if the price for their freedom was your life layed.
Is that really what you would do?

Or would you save yourself,
As most people would do.
Not caring about others,
Even if they were someone you knew.

Me, I am faced with this decision.
Sin or Saint?
Tough choise with no true winners.
So who would I send to their fait?

No one...... I'll fight for both.
I am an Archer, with a heart of gold.
Who has taken an oath.
Fight for what's right, no matter what the cost.


Details | Free verse | |

Phoenix immortal

Mass of red and gold plumage
blood of supreme incessant immortality flows within
Only I alone can reign stronger
a fortiori
than the army of any man or beast
Symbolic of Christ, ressurection, afterlife
In death redeemed
consumed by fire
only to be born again of ashes
I will rise up again!

Injured from mortals wars 
I simply ameliorate and regenerate
I am fire and divinty
Continually watching the irresolute
ever changing, dynamic world around me
In despair I scrutinize and contemplate 
as all things moral 
are taken from me periodically and adinfinitum
lost ever and again

Armys of mortals have chased my blood for an age
in want of my immortality
Whilst they wrangle with continual want
and I would content for less
I have met no immortal contender
my glorification to you either unobtainable 
or a terrible curse
As a deity I serve this planet in all my supremacy
for I will foresee you all




Authors note

This piece was originally written as a two part collaborative effort with poet Kathleen C. 
Mannon, otherwise known by pen name kkatie55 . The prompt we were given to write to for 
contest was Mortal vs. Immortal in September of 2007, a month after I first started writing I 
believe. To begin with we both took our ideas and wrote individually then bringing our ideas 
together and changing slightly to fit from there… I tried to write so this would stand alone 
too, and have only just decided to bring it out to share for opinion. To see the write with the 
omitted verses written by the other poet, please feel free to go view at this link where each 
poet has initialled over their respective stanzas/verses. 
http://allpoetry.com/poem/3404940
Thankyou for your trouble in reading this explanation, but I do not wish to discredit its 
original intention nor take anything away from the other poet by placing this half here. I 
hope you shall be excited about reading it in full…


Details | Light Poetry | |

' My Shield, My Sentinel ... '

My Shield, My Sentinel
Savior Of My Soul
Guards My Path Well
… and My Footholds …

My Shield, My Sentinel
Lifting Up My Light
Even If I Fell
He Keeps Me In Sight

No Chicanery, No Treachery
Can Succeed In Stopping Me
Nor Can Lasting-Harm Me
Nor Forever Hunt Me

My Mortal-Soul’s Safety
Held In His Hands, Safely
Protector Of My Eternity
My Sentinel, My Shield Is Mighty

My Shield, My Sentinel
 Sentry Against Spells
Warrior Against Hell
My Guardian Angel

Pushing Far Apart
The Shadowed Veils
Floating Towards My Heart
Like Shipwreck Sails …

… and as Wind and Water Wail
And Rings A Warning Bell
And Thunder Truth-To-Tell
I Saw The Shield … Of My Sentinel


Details | Epic | |

The Settlement of the Four Ligures

The stones slipped through the great fingertips of God
Each ligure staked its existence on the four corners of the universe
The quadrivial region began to spin and pull into a sphere
And pathways revealed their footholds 

The fourth ligure bravely landed in the midst of history
So that one day the future settlement of the second 
Would be moved by the last—by the past
Suffering much it stayed
Manifesting in incandescent words
Thrusting evanescence upon the weak
Selfless, it's sorrow would move the merriest
Would move the unmovable

The third lies in the profound valley of mystical guardians
Star-recruited, they are the very light above the canvas of gray
They embrace the stone—are inspired by the stone  
The very reflection of their creator was evident
Upon their unremitting glimmers
Unafraid to stare the others down
Motivated and construed by the glower of death
Eyes move fixedly beyond the simple vast

The second ligure rested upon the shoulders of invisible martyrs 
The hopeful power it planted on the sufferers was unbelievable
For spectators used their disbelief to cover their ever-placed envy
They never were part of the battle—they merely watched
Always seeing truth
But they never quite absorbed
Like a rock hitting the water
The inevitable fate was to fly and sink

The first of the ligures settled in the very reservoir of Satan himself
Even the very heart of the devil is marked
Though rebellion embarked  
The cold stone landed upon his naked bosom
He despaired not to the pericopal truth the gods had bestowed upon him
He merely despised it
But wished not to lose it
For such a stone to fall upon that dark corner—he felt pride for the gracious wound

In truth, there are twelve ligures of stone 
And four were dispersed, dropped into the universe
The last eight the great Eternal wears upon his breastplate 
And only He can re-move these ligures

-July 20, 2013-
-For Shadow Himilton's Any Subject Contest-
-Thanks for the inspiration-


Details | Free verse | |

Home By Dawn

My battery fully charged the week is brand new all the lost loved ones are telling me thank you for bringing them to life in my memory yesterday now I am ready to win in any way and nothing can hold me back from my dreams people are staring in utter disbelief they think the devil has contracted my life little do they know I took the path to the right and now I am reaping the rewards in my struggle so much so that now I've reduced my enemies to rubble and now I am standing on the power of my own alive in the jungle of my mind, my kingdom, I'm home to see the new dawn and for all those now gone I will always remember you and your spirit will live on.


Details | Lyric | |

UNFOLD

The pain of change as it unfolds
Is oft a tale that stays untold
What is seen is a whole creature
not deep holes in the feature
nor concrete soles that makes his feet hurt

It all begins with a soft kiss
He is walking with a false bliss
Only following in paw prints
But the nature of mom's lips
Is to rob him of all innocence

Trapped in warm spindles of fear
A wrapped life form kindles in here
Four years bound to shingles of moss
Time to leave this life of sloths
Break free like that of a moth
and Rise again like Christ on the cross


Details | Free verse | |

Beauty in the Beast

Behind the shadows of one of my dark nights,
I could always hear your damning scream.
So destructive you are and most definitely the principle to my pleasure with this pain.
In the still of one of my Moonlit nights,
Entire shadows went completely insane.
It cursed me until finally I gave in and I came.
Standing behind despairing shadows, they seemed so supreme.
That beast is much too hollow for the depth I declare to redeem.
That beast has such an untimely yet, climatic recognition.
And he is much too wicked for my most harsh extremes.
All at once these moments brought forth my own conviction.
He calls out to me begging me by my God-given Earthly name.

My, my how he opens my constricted eyes in an upright direction.
To the true nature of a man living in a wondrous cloth so plain!
That beast is more than I could've ever dared to imagine him to be.
My Dearest God I do say to my one and only admirable Thee,
I love that Heavenly King, thy Holy One and no more can I add.
His depth I feel even when I am not what I seem.
Yet, I hold a masters key to that beauty in the beast.

Forever and always, you shall reign an Earthly king so enjoy your feast.
Even when the whole wide world thinks that I have gone completely mad,
Yet, I am perfectly holding the only hope even when they are all insane.

To God Almighty and to you earthly kings,
I give to you my right hand delivering priceless love blessed by my name,
Because I was the only one through sickness of my own weakness,
So now their courage shall bleed with every bit of their gambled pain.
I say to you, the beauty in the beast has finally earned his rightful name.
Albeit, I also say to you that victory shall forever rise above his reign.



Details | Kimo | |

The Moment Of Truth: Burning Or Refining

As exemplary as a High Priest and consecrated as a Temple's Inner Chamber. Respected amongst his colleagues, reverenced by His subordinates, distinguished, honorable and set apart. Then came the moment of Truth like the refining fire which may burn or may purify. A Golden Opportunity never to be seen again, but a situation to break or to make him. This is Crude Diamond Ore from a glance already anticipating to do it at once creating an allabi with occurrence in France and covering all traces in utmost Brilliance Not minding his activated self-repugnance certainly it will give birth to wealth and public acceptance. If Life gave him more options, he'd freelance. But with this one opportunity, he'd like to dance. Having no qualms; even if he disappoints his fans. He isn't to be blamed if Life is not a balance and success among all has no concomittance. This is the start to his enjoyment galore but can be forever hunted by the Law. The heaped pressure pressing more and more, but what the Hell! It's just one flaw. With a blessing so raw, attached with bountiful Harvest he never saw. Thinking of his glory and celebration and already holding his blessing like a woman in lactation yet a part of him suppresses his whole in castigation making him feel so useless like a man facing castration forcefully taking his freedom and peace in extortion Just about to make the decisive move, he resisted the push and forgot about the groove having in mind, something to prove he signed the blank cheque without adding another "0"


Details | Free verse | |

Melancholy Mood, Last Less

Those pitiless days ’re enough to puzzle the compassionate mind.
A phenomenal gesture, soon sued to have downplayed the legit,
That even the impartial impact was bandit with words.
Not so funny ’re those days
That devils 're clad in bigotry .
And soon ready enough 
To poison soups 
Meant for the entourage.
Pitiful quill perhaps has taken over this weakening wit.
Now struggles continue.
Exclusive parcels to all the greenery gestures.
Your compassionate touch is well noted
And well felt.
Thank you so much for the deliverance.

Penned by:
Abdulhafeez Oyewole

18/5/2013

Previous contested poem title: 5 Minutes Challenge

For: Russell Sivey's "Complete Your Poem" Contest.


Details | Verse | |

The Battle Maidens

A guttural yell, his glare on me: “Next you I shall fell, the heathen ye!” Abroad-sword up-held, he made his charge: From gored-haze unmeld, o’er corpses barged. Lurid darkness seeped, into our minds: In frenzy we leaped, our blades malign. Iron imploded, and blood galore: Forsooth Odin sang, of savage chore. Post berserk fray by, mutual expiry: Awesome in the sky, lo! Valkyries! They galloped and soared, spying the dead: The brave they hallowed, so to us said: “You two brutes have fought, zealous causes: ‘fore Ragnarok brought, join our forces!”


Details | Epigram | |

Like A Sytematic Automatic Replay

This record player has a switch
Then there is the pitch and ditch


Details | Light Poetry | |

Dragon Fly

(To be read after my 'Fire and Brimstone'.)

Dragon Fly, Dragon  Fly, fly away home. You’ve caused enough trouble here, I am told.
All you wanted was to ring the church bell, but the belfry your body did not take well.
Terrible things happened all around, and the belfry you left is certainly not sound.
Old Lady Moore still has her cane, to protect them again, if you cause harm, within.
Old Lady Swanson’s lost hat is her major complaint, apologize profusely, be a saint!
The Church belfry will need lots of work; by the carpenter Trolls to fix it’s bridgework.
The people all need to calm down, they were scared and now the church is shutdown.
Looks like they’ll need a new fancy annex to be built for weddings and such… 
To help them  forgive… even… ever… slightly… enough. Though, of course…
The preacher himself…wants you back, for sure; I am definitely, and totally assured.
He’s never been inspired to such lofty greatness to soar, never, not even, once before.
He says you hold his key, to reach the lost, as they tune in to see what’s coming next.
He wants to add even, the Trolls to the mix. If they can be saved, well, you get the gist.
And you’ll have to attend church for quite a while, yes, still, as an itsy bitsy Dragonfly.
You’ll need to get forgiveness from all, you know, before you grow big, again, I am told.
The witch is quite clear on this spell, a dragonfly you’ll stay till everything’s made well.
Seems, you also, owe them an apology, for half scaring them… well… nearly to death.
Bumps, bruises, and a broken arm need to heal, from jumping over the pews, they feel.
Plus some of the teenagers, have made tee shirts of you, and want your autograph, too.
You see, your limited edition, when signed, will pay their way to bible camp, this time.
And the girl with the cast on her arm, wants a picture of you on a leash, so be charming!
You see, you scared her, a really whole lot, if she can pet you, her fear will be forgot.
It seems, you really messed up, this time, you see… but all will be forgiven, eventually.
So Dragon Fly, Dragon Fly, fly away home. They understood, once your story was told.
If you agree to all I have said: They’ll give you a bell outside, to ring before church…
Each and every Sunday Morn, with a special alcove, made for only you, to perch...

Remember, if God can love a mischievous little Dragonfly... And he can love you, too.
So until next church time... Bye Bye...


Details | Light Poetry | |

Fish Deeper, says He

Rainy days chill makes me lazy here in my cabin
Only croaks of frogs, I hear, singing with no rhythm, 
Snails crawl on the ground; earthworms are visible in my garden
Used them as baits, to the river I went for some fishing.

Yet water running from slopes makes the river cold
No fish on surface, they swim deep and avoid, 
I stayed hours while singing 'Raindrops Keeps Fallin' in my Head'
But nay, no fish eats my bait; can I just shoot them, instead? 

Sam said true, "Fish deep, fear not to plunge deep
Fulfillment is gained; why not face your fear, 
Swim and play, water is enticing, dear
Water holds fun and lots from it to keep!"

I like to catch fish, though I cannot swim deep
Neither kill a fish, take off its intestines and gills, 
Scaling it, cook and eat it in zest
I'd prefer catching fish and throw it back, I guess! 

Hmn...I think I prefer it as a sport than feed 
Yet I have naughty thoughts as I do the deed, 
If my man is here, he may join me as we catch some fish
Ha ha! Can we make love before we eat the main dish? (Wink)

Inner Whispers

*****
Date: March 7, 2014
Light Poetry
7th Place win
Contest : 
Gone Fishin'
by Caleb Smith





Details | Monorhyme | |

As I Lay At The Streets...

I closed my eyes and slipped into the world.
Where the valley was green and the sun rays gold.
As I walked the grass my feet felt cold;
My heart felt a warmth unseen, untold.

I walked to the stream and wondered why,
The real world was uglier, as i watched the birds fly.
Why a murderer would kill, why a lover betray?
Why a soldier joined battles, but his family would stay?

Why a man could discriminate black and white?
Why the world could never overcome the selfish-tide?
Why could I find pleasure in only my dream place?
Why contentment touched, only the ocean's surface?

I turned exhausted and began to gasp for air,
I could feel the darkness come, which was never there.
I knew from within that this world would be gone;
When I am back awake, my clothes will still be torn...


Details | Bio | |

A New Beginning




      ------

When I think of the time
      Called January 2011
I think about the people
Who had gone to Heaven?
      Just before Me
To greet the Father and the
         Holy Son
       ---------
With full disclosure
    Of the Spirit
With a total dispensation
       From God
      --------
They left this World
They left for a new start
Leaving me behind
In the hands' of the Lord

      ------
Fore the Saviors' Kingdom
Where Restoration was part
Only due to the restoration
Restoration of the Heart....
       ------
In memory they must leave
The life and all of their love
That which was there....
In the Name of GOD
In the hands of loved one's
Many of whom...WHICH
I didn't understand
     ....Why?
      ------
Gone to be with Jesus'
Who is waiting there?
Where we shall all meet
      Some-where
And we all shall be there
And when it is time....
The time for Judgement 
    Hath come'
Then it is time for Judgement
        At the 'Cross Roads'
Where Life first begun..
And let Thy Will be done
In the name of the Father
        And the Son
And the Holy Ghost....
          Amen


                 GF


Details | Dramatic Verse (Verse Drama) | |

Lost Treasure

I found what was lost  
a treasure without the key 
Have I found 
the lost  treasure 
filled with special
guidance
Is there trust stored 
inside I ask in faith 
will the truth
be revealed

Who know 
and can explain 
for I know their 
is a greatest who
can explain 
in trust and honesty 
his perceptions 
is meant' to be clear to us

his visions are meant'
to be percieved 
by us
Letting it ring 
through out the land
in goodness and faith 
as if echoing 
in the shadows' 
of a legacy 

Are we on guard 
for ourselves 
to realize 
and understand some
things worth listening too, 
or that which is right 
in unlocking 
the trust stored inside 
our own lives 

Feeling 
compassion
surrounding desires
felt, inside a heart 
such as mine
A magic flame
ignites me inside, 
giving me the strength 
and a will to survive, 
 
as I fight against 
many struggles 
encountered I ask
in faith will the truth 
be revealed,
for I believe 
in this treasure 
and found what  was lost 
but without the key 
can I unlock the
trust stored inside. 


Details | Epigram | |

Unimpeachable Soon to See

As the polar ice caps melt 
You understand feelings felt


Details | Ballad | |

THE WISHING WELL OF A SUN-RISE,

It is...within the tiny things of early morning, that moment breaths alive, it is within the tiny whisperings, that a melodye plays...like the very dear and the antelope, play home on the range.

so goes the melodye of heart beat, that plays quietly the songs of soul,

here a rhyme is born of day-light coming so soon, through the early morning eyes of the moon-light, and the starry dreams of twilight's transitioning...

into the light of a love letter written to dawn.

soul to soul conversing, as in this love letter, the letters just join hands with the words and just march across the sky...and at the end of the rainbow, there be plenty of golden time,

way down deep on the inside,

...as the inspired choir, of a bumble bee, or a butterfly, starts to sing, like tiny things that live,

flower to flower,
blossom to bloom,

watered and deeply cared for...

O' Eden.

I say, deep beneath the surface of a wishing well...where the pennies lay,

I wish a sun-rise.








Details | Personification | |

Giving It All


        ********

Concerning matters'
       Of the Heart
        ------
When Fishing in the
      Vastly, Deep..
Sea of Love
      ------
One simply must
Choose to use
     Live Bate


            GF


Details | Free verse | |

Wonders of the World

There are many wonders that cloud the world
Notable among them are the ultimate sevens 
You and I have heard about
(I believe this century is yet to discover
all the world wonders,
and again is not all of these famous sevens
we've all visited.)
These sevens
Form both the broad wonders of the world.

These illustrious sevens are odd havens
That make people world over
Paid homage to each of their host soil.
Day in, day out
People tour around 
These earthy heavens. 

Just like Mecca, Medina and Jerusalem,
The old and new wonders of the world
Serve as assets to their host kingdom.

They make their host land
Famous across the globe.
They garnish their boniface with 
Flying wealth across the land,
And swimming priceless 
Across the unified ocean.



I hope I will not be penalized to have generalized my findings. I 
think writing generally about where I've visited via research is the best.


Details | Concrete | |

Contradicted Convict Finds Concept

I used 2 think I know what I wanted out of my confused soul/
I want not what I have ,I want what I never had/
I want my time 2 stop, yet it still continues 2 go/
I strive 2 be good but almost always end up in the bad/
Livin in this American Struggle I was once happy, now seems like Im forever sad/
Im a man of values and peace but find myself in corruptness and fights/
In prison I had many dark days and very few bright nights/
No matter how wrong I was I am still 100% right/
Im searchin for inner peace but find myself so self-conflicted/
I want this but rather have that, Im so self-contradicted/
I find my heart fightin lovely thingz my soul so badly hated/
I want 2 be normal but find my talents by so many overrated/
I find it so easy 2 forsake that I rarely myself ever forgive/
My mind wants 2 die while my heart still wants to live/ 
I want to be recognized that I go unnoticed and lose track of the real me/
So I came 2 a concept of appreciating the fact that Im now free/ 
Now I just want to kick back an be me....


Details | Verse | |

That lost, Must Be Found

That moment we forgot what we did saw.
This no doubt our memory have failed us,
A signal that the time will not be thaw,
That moment we forgot.

When all throbbing has come and nestled, thus
The thing we saw reappears as its raw,
Then nothing can stop that call behind us.

Not lost memories are what we keep as law
The forgotten will haunt back as pulse
Highest shade, most lightening will tour and saw
That moment we forgot.


Note: Form of poetry used in the piece is a 'Roundel' form of poetry.


Details | Acrostic | |

On The Track

Being on the roll bring them a thought of eloquence,
Exempting the fact things in the giant tournaments,
Inside of which lies the origin of originality and dexterity;
Nexus, so true of either being alive or dead
Gentle souls, to be, should stay on the track.


Details | Lyric | |

He Will Rock You -The story of David and Goliath to the tune of Queen's We Will Rock You

Goliath was a giant tall and strong,
With him on your side it wasn’t too long,
Before the battle was done,
Your side had won,
It was well and truly over before it’d begun!

He will, he will rock you,
He will, he will rock you

David was a young boy small but brave,
Couldn’t fit in the armour the king had gave,
It wasn’t his thing,
So took up his sling,
Now listen to the Israelite army sing.

He will, he will rock you,
He will, he will rock you

Goliath was a stoned man, what a surprise,
That pebble had hit him right in the eyes,
Dave cut of his head,
The Giant was dead,
God was with the child just like he said!

He will, he will rock you,
He will, he will rock you


Details | Diminished Hexaverse | |

How I love to travel

Daniexelle M. Lingofelter

Love is hard to find, I know, and
Love from afar is much harder.
To love a man I've never seen
In a country across the world...
I know it seems impossible
And chances of success are slim,
But I'm choosing to take that chance.

The reason, you see, is that
I am an example of
Someone who has succeeded
Despite slim chances life gave.
I choose to follow these paths
Because I am not afraid
My heart will break or I'll fail.

I follow these paths less
Because I relish the
Challange and risk of them.
There's always much to learn,
And as I like to learn,
I choose to travel them.

I grew up in a
House that should have been
The place I called home.
A place of despair
And anger, it was.

Even so, I
I am a healer.
A person who
Loves and is kind.

I travel
Roads that are
Abandoned

For him.
My lover,

Suki.


Details | Rubaiyat | |

Outside Of The Box

This is a tale for you regarding Pandora and the box.
Here we find an attempt to put back on the lock
A trip back to Alexandria in your mind we must go
Trying to protect but you can’t turn back the clock

What had tried to be sealed is not what one expect
Only wanting to keep others from trying to dissect
The library was vast holding knowledge long passed
Gallant was the attempt though evil did misdirect

Someone had already check out these 365 books
See the flames raised high the city did overcook
Spread them north and east so ordered the beast
Because at the Star he did not want you to look


Details | Rhyme | |

A New Beginning

Dear self-conscious, read this or not
To inspire your life, this is all I’ve got
You’ve got one life to live, so blow it up, freezing hot
You miss 100 percent when don’t take a shot
Fresh new beginnings, because the end must rot

Dear to my fear, I’m afraid to die
Best quote in life that’s cheap to buy
You’re only a failure if you choose not to try
As you look up, you’ll see the limit is sky
The new beginning is a bird and ye must fly

Dear to self, lets open me ears
Forget the years in life, remember the life in years
Is all that matter because all that’s real
Not taking chances so you can run out of them, panic
Amateurs built the ark, pros built the Titanic 
Horrible endings you appear to be winning
Never thou shalt we lose a new beginning 





Details | Free verse | |

An Angel

An angel did befriend us, on earth, before one Christmas day.
Some say she was a comet, some say she was a star.
I say she was a gift from God, here to light our way.
She was a thing of beauty that shone across the land.
Leading to a humble manger, found in Bethlehem.

And what could be so important, for her to come our way?
A savior to our lands, and yes, our hearts and souls…
Triumphantly born on Christmas Day.
That day he was born the heavens truly did rejoice.
And she, a glorious light, continued to beacon forth God’s love.

Such an important part, that angel was given on that day.
She was a beacon to our hearts and the gifts of love… 
Guiding the Wise Men and shepherds endlessly along their way.
Thru her we learned lessons, such as: patience, hope, and how to give…
And yes, she led us to the Wondrous Man, who taught us how to live…


Details | Free verse | |

Affliction

The darkness of light impossible to see the pain and the lies always damaging you reach and get burned not understanding this is my disease nature of the beast Suddenly my light is taken away my darkness was revealed taking me as slave when all I ever wanted was for someone to say please stop, for me or enter an early grave Now face to face with all of my demons how can I fight them if I don't want to beat them until the reason arrives, then I shine a little at first but that small thing, is mine The den of ten thieves come up with a plan a whole set of new lies that every single man cannot resist believing it's seeming to be that a horrific ending is just what I need Then all of the sudden my small shine swallows time and with that virtue my face comes to life I would never hurt you please, know this to be yet no one believes me this curse grows like a tree I hate my helpless fate why can't I make a new life for me that no one can take why can't I escape a prison not for me for years I accept this tired sense of defeat The small shine barely intact, inside until Saint Anger starts to burn me, alive I find I'm set off by my wrong, senseless self until I am talking to no one, in Hell So I pick up my pen power to create a new world for me where I design my escape in my invisible state the Devil don't notice that one of his children is no longer hopeless I stop all my madness by power of pen for years my sword drew nothing but sin the yin and the yang both helped me to find that I'm no longer afflicted when darkness lights my bright shine.


Details | Free verse | |

life now

the life that you have now 
is the one you will cry over when you are removed from it 
it happens that many lives are taken 
away from the now and when we lived 
the can’t grow fast enough is bicycle hard to catch up to 
crispy in leaves, and, bare under the bark


Details | Free verse | |

Gift Of Mortality

An earthly existence
A universe beyond my minds, comprehension
I die
I rise
Life lessons reviewed
Homeward bound
I am not lost, after all!
I am a willing participant
Serving, the Father, of all creation
His son combined, ‘producing life’ as we know it
Representing them, in everything I do
I am nothing, without Love!
My heart full of faith, loyal service I give
Learning how to unconditionally serve, as the Father unconditionally, loves me
Worshipping our Divine Creator’s existence
Choosing to live, moment to moment
Being as one with ‘Our Universal Father’
No physical permanency
My physicality, disappearing
My mortality existence, I let go of
Death temporary
My spirit alive!
Relief, Peace
‘I am only passing through!’
A unique, experience of mortality 
A gift, I am blessed to experience, to live!


Details | Rhyme | |

God's Grace

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


Details | ABC | |

JAMESTOWN 1607=They ate their horses, dogs, cats and rats

JAMESTOWN
1607 



Four hundred years ago high-born Brits sailed to America
Seeking fast fortunes, adventure and fame.
Many would never endure their first year here
Cultivating, foraging, and hunting game.

Arriving in Virginia they came ill-prepared
In search of gold and a route to the South Seas
What they found were hostile Indians,
Insects, starvation, and disease.

“Virginia is Earth’s only Paradise!”
The laureate of England would proclaim!”
However by August of 1607,
Every day there was anguish, and pain.

They ate their horses, dogs, cats and rats
One man ate his wife and hid her bones in the ground.
Despite their hardships, half managed to survive 
Becoming America’s first permanent, English town .




Details | Choka | |

At the Horizon

At the horizon
There are dreams never explored
There are roads never traveled
Yet we look at it
Has magnetism
The power to draw all eyes
To that place never explored
That road not traveled.

We look but remain
Is it safety the restraint?
Our know of reality?
Yet we receive dreams.
Can they not be reached?
Woe to those fears that rise high
Like the walls 'round the City
Our minds limited
Our spirit confined
Yet on we long to be free
As we watch birds with envy
What then will it take?

What to take along?
Where will the road take us to?
A change of thought's the cure
To worry, a fear
Kills like a virus 
Spread upon lies that confine
And prevent us from meeting 
At the horizon.

By CarolineCécile
Copyright © 07.09.10
  


Details | Narrative | |

If I Could Fly

If I could fly, where in the world would I possibly go?
Up and away my wings would carry me,
My destination not known!
If I could fly, I’d capture all of the Sun’s rays.
Up and away!
What a sight to see with such a grand milestone!
If I could fly, 
I would always look below.
Down and deep!
My eyes focused only on you.
My journey’s still unknown.
If I could fly, I’d stay on top with memories buried to keep.
Down and deep!
What an experience just to fly through!
Such a waste without you!

If I could fly, I would soar with my best perfection.
Soaring with pride!
My life achieved.
My destination excluding restrictions!
If I could fly, I’d forever remember this glide.
Soaring with pride!
What a thought to preconceive.
Such bright reflections!
If I could fly where in the world would I possibly go?
Up and away I would go only with you.
My destination remaining incognito!
If I could fly, I’d want to stay up and away!
What an incredible zone just to pass through!
Such a magnificent plateau!
If I could fly, I’d fly only for you!


®Registered: 1997 ANN RICH


Details | Narrative | |

Back in the Saddle

When I was a child
I liked to go on horse rides
It felt grant to sit
On top of this beast so gigantic
And learn to have it follow
Commands, finding control.

There upon Marquis, the horse
That I dearly loved
I could find a bond.
Of each other we were so fond
An invisible give and take
With nature, there was no mistake.

One afternoon I rode
With my uncle upon a road
Freshly asphalted, lacking still a border
Riding too close to it, Marquis faltered
Losing momentarily his balance
Which made me loose my balance.

Instinctively I hung on
To Marquis's neck and didn't fall down
Though my body dropped on his right side.
With my arms still around his neck tight
I pulled myself back in the saddle safe and sound
As I knew I would be on his mount.

Remembering this episode today
Renews my determination to keep faith
While going through great struggles
Hanging on to life, seeing the gifts in its bundle
That help me pull myself back in the saddle
And climb the steps to reach grounds more stable.


By CarolineCécile
Copyright  © 08.15.10


Details | Light Poetry | |

Dream for one week...

I've had enough
Time for my break
Close my eyes and dream of one week
One week to do, as I please
No more children screaming
Screaming mommy, mommy,mommy
My week , will feel like eternity

I'm gonna fantasy
No man, fiance, or husband
I'm going to be free
Feel the desire to jump
Out an air balloon

Go to Miami in my best swim suit
Having control of my sounds
No more
Honey you up
No more
Children running the floors

If I had one week
I'll find me a cabin
One in woodland
With cascades everywhere
If I only had one week to go out
Go out my way

Be a daredevil
Explore, what I shouldn't
Drink cocktails and party all night
Get massages and caress during my day
In the afternoon 
Wake up from this dream
My dream, for one week
One week to do ,as I please.....


  D.L.V


Details | Ottava rima | |

As The Cycle Completes

Spending time in prayer the truth is revealed
Man’s weapons useless our fates they be sealed
Returned to a point the cycle resets 
Drifting through space this rock we live on jets
Full-scale war part of the cycle been told
Realizing this though you may fear be bold
Dispatched are the horse men igniting fire
Accomplished mission be our lords desire


Details | Ottava rima | |

A New World Settler

Goodbye emerald hills, a new world's calling me. Beckoning, the promise of prosperity. With my children, I cross the treacherous sea Worries squelched as my brave eyes seek clarity. O'er the horizon, my husband waits for me. We will stake our claim without disparity. The Lord is my strength, no fear of the malign My Irish spirit intact, I'll not resign. Docked at Ellis Island, singing a new song. I search the skyline, dreaming of my new life. I'll work fingers to the bone; it won't take long, before we reap the benefits of our strife. They say men built this country but they'd be wrong. For each man, next to him toiled a brave, strong wife. I am a woman who helped build this great land with my blood, my tears, and sweat of my two hands. By Rhonda Johnson-Saunders, March 20, 2012 For A Moment in Another Time contest (Nette Onclaud) first place


Details | Free verse | |

Go With God

Vaya con Dios!
Go with God!
Vaya con Dios mi amiga!
Go with God my female friend!
Vaya con Dios mi amigo!
Go with God my male friend!
Whoever you are, wherever you are,
get off your electronic gizmos,
get your butt off the sofa and travel somewhere.
The world is a beautiful place.
Most people are decent, friendly human beings.
Enjoy life, not alone, but with other people
and with The Lord of all Creation.
Vaya con Dios!



Details | Light Poetry | |

Sand Castles By The Sea

Walking along the oceans sand, in the crisp evening air
He happened upon a sand castle built by a child’s, tiny hand
It's delicate, virginal beauty, a short time it would last
Much too soon the waves of the sea would wash it to a distant past. 

      Those little footprints, ingrained on some land
      Where a sweet, small child had carefully planned
      A beautiful, fragile castle in sand 

He was painting a picture in his mind of those little hands and feet.
The nocturne of a symphony with children directing the beat.
The rolling motions of the sea kept a rhythmic roar with the waves
They rolled to the shore in syncopated lyrics making wet, sandy graves.        

          His hope he carried in his heart
          As he walked quietly along the sea
          He wanted to make everything right
          But he was doubting his ability

A silent cantata of a discordant roar of time,
Was singing a haunting melody in voice A-cappella
Chanting audible chords of memories in his mind
His thoughts went back to the little child, building a dream carved in sand
A a child who was thoughtfully shaping their future on land. 

            As he sat on the shore in pensive thought,
            His own child came to his mind. 
            A sweet little girl, not a care in her world
            Singing her innocent, happy rhymes

He’d come home from work, needing time to unwind
Too busy and tired to give his child enough time
She learned to walk and talk all while he was gone
While her mommy taught her all those cute, little songs  

           "Little Miss Muffet sat on a tuffett
             Eating her curds and whey
             The little spider that sat down beside her
             Until she shooed him away" 

His wife, the apple of his eye, a woman who stood by his side
He wrote her name inside his heart, always wanted her as his bride.
They fell in love, prayed for a sweet, little child to share all their love.
The Lord in Heaven heard their prayers and sent them a little girl from above. 

             His memories led him back to home
             Knowing he made those vows without end
             Finally knowing what he must do..
             He’d take his wife and child by their hands
             To make their lovely, delicate castles in sand

                                                                  *~*


Details | Rondeau Redouble | |

Brave Heart

What do you do 
when it becomes clear
the ones that you loved,
have been less than sincere?

That they plotted and watched 
for your demise,
while you constantly wished for them
clear blue skies
When the love you offered
was for granted taken;
All your hopes and plans,
seem now forsaken

Do you crawl back in
that shredded skin?
Or now take time to 
search deep within...
For the courage that’s been there
right from the start,
as you embark on life’s journey
with a brave new heart! 


Details | Ballad | |

Bubba bubba bound Bubba bubba bound

Bubba bubba bound Bubba bubba bound on my drumes i like to pound. 
Bubba bubba bound Bubba bubba bound i think it has a very cool sound. 
Bubba bubba bound Bubba bubba bound i would love to here it going around. 
Bubba bubba bound Bubba bubba bound don't let it turn your smile into a frown. 
Bubba bubba bound Bubba bubba bound here there where ever i am found in the sky or on the ground. 
Bubba bubba bound Bubba bubba bound i am so glad JESUS CHRIST  i have found. Bubba bubba bound Bubba bound and heaven someday i am bound. 
Buba bubba bound Bubba bubba bound.


Details | Monorhyme | |

Travel Free, TROUBLED TRANSIENT

TRAVEL FREE, TROUBLED TRANSIENT...

Lift the gate to roll with swine and the glory of it all
Ride the tide all night, abide by no law and stand tall...
Hitch-hike till' Hell says, "get out n' surf the SUN"
Do it all over Land Rover; don't blink 'till the deed is done
Divide doom by blue tears you stack
Kill the clock boy; time tempts worse than crack
Live the gift reckless, rest (maybe) when you die
Never look back Jack; middle finger to the sky!



*(brace yourself at '12, all hands on deck)


Details | Ballad | |

NOW OR NEVER


I am small never been tall..
I take risk but i scare to fall..
I put my heart as well as my soul..
Ultimately and completely my all...

They said i have a big amazing heart..
What they don't know it's only like a quart..
I love the character and the art..
These all that i always regard..

Hugs and kisses are for free..
These are simple gestures, for free..
I do not want nor need any fee..
Wholeheartedly, i'll be doing it with glee..

I give as much as i can give...
I love as much as i can love..
All i know is that i have only one life to live...
Whatever, i desire to do i will now...

For if i may not do it now...
There might come a time..
I will regret why i did not do...


Details | Free verse | |

Lasting Freedom

In the beginning I started off as just another nobody from another nowhere trying make it to somewhere as a somebody as everyone else. In the beginning I was BORN TO LIVE TO DIE, but in the process I was BRED TO LEARN TO SURVIVE. I became a CONVICT OF CHRIST through PAINFUL PLEASURES of my many struggles and strife's. I was a SINFUL SAINT but more of a sinner, mainly a loser and never a winner. I was once considered one of the best, now days I'm just trying to be lower than the rest, unseen in plain sight , NOTHING MORE NOTHING LESS. I became lost in time through my many self-taught TRUE LIES of yet another LOST FIND growing up where few DREAMS LIVE , but many more DREAMS DIE. I soon got LOCKED UP but it was very educational because I LIVED IT and LEARNED FROM IT. I was given a choice to LIVE FREE OR DIE INCARCERATED, so I made that choice to be more loved than hated, so I became UNDER LOVE and OVER HATE, I learned to stop wanting and actually appreciate. Its been hard to change so I became a POET OF PAIN. That's when I learned the truth about those who think their dying for something but they might as well be living for nothing, because I learned that real truth comes from LIVING FOR SOMETHING because I ain't DYING FOR NOTHING. So now I am forever a W.O.L.F. once a warrior of lost freedom now trying to stay a warrior of LASTIN FREEDOM you know what I mean.


Details | Ballad | |

Lady Arcane

[Daughters of Lamia] Today we walk from our graves You can't wish, pray it away The Inflamed Coven's emerged You Will receive what you deserve Retribution of the flaming shade Your Malice will be paid, In Harm's way [Aharhel] Her Convoluted face burning with fear Of the fall of the gate seering their minds with the deft of the legion The Army of the plague Scourges your land Scourges your Children Scourges your hope [Lady Arcane] I, The White Madonna - The Poison Mistress Hold The Rose to Salvation - Hold The Fruit to Arcane Closer, Come, Child you are mine [Daughter's of Lamia] Lady Arcane wants your fear Lady Arcane wants you near Lady Arcan is here Lurking In your tears clinging to your spilled blood the east has always been near The Left hand reaches to the right side in disguise In Malice's Disguise Therionacy break you down to thy knees To Thy Knees!


Details | Couplet | |

Silver Strands

Each year silver strands of sunlight become woven into my hair.
Just like the silver strands of sunlight that help bind us everywhere.
They light our way before us as we stumble forth each day.
They slowly lead us forward into the paths of great byways.

God sends these silver strands that slowly build a crown upon our heads…
And they are earned with the wisdom, learned throughout the years ahead.
The strands will weave a family, and unite us to others, too.
For they are the strands of love given to both: me and you.

Love and work together is how they are slowly earned.
And the weaving is slowly done as we add others in the sojourn.
But how are they bestowed as so slowly woven into our lives?
I would say it’s given by Gods divine grace, in time.




Details | Ninette | |

Teaches Them

They 
act on
one's spoken
superlatives
that do be boastful
conveying this
they are not
who say
they


Comes 
always
before the
fall is great pride
just part of the ride
turn of the tide
what's inside
self pride
goes

Hold
steadfast
this feeling
humility
fall away false pride
arrogance gone
courage to
remain
bold


Details | Rhyme | |

True Beauty

Back to the jungle once again
A long journey has come to an end
Over the clouds, through the hills
and down the river I have came
Everything is a little different
But somewhat the same
 
Here lie a people that used to be slaves
It was on this river they made their escape
Here they built houses of wood and stone
And created a place they could call their own
They make their living off the land
By the work of many strong hands
 
They have built this vibrant community
That my eyes have been privileged to see
By a glance all I may see is poverty
By a closer look, I now see true beauty
And not merely the endless scenery
or the luscious foliage and greenery
 
But in the people I have come to serve
And in turn who I have let serve me
In ways it feels, I truly don’t deserve
So listen closely, let me tell you a story
 
Mothers and daughters down by the water
Beating laundry with paddles, the sun grows hotter
I approach with my boots covered in junk
I place them in the water with a soft plunk
 
I attempt to remove the thick red clay  
she takes them from me and washes away
She scrubs until there is no sign
of any speck of dirt or grime
 
Thank you very much is all I can say
I now ponder would I do the same?
If the situation were reversed
Do I really believe the first will be last
And the last will be first?
 
Can I honestly say that I would choose
to take the grimy, muddy, dirty shoes
of a foreigner I hardly even know?
Would I humble and bring myself low?
In all honesty I really don’t know
 
But therein lies the true beauty, 
I now see
Amidst what appears by a glance,
 to be poverty
So don’t merely judge by what you see,
 but believe
that beyond the poverty,
 there may be
A true beauty, yet to be seen




Details | Free verse | |

Pilot me

Pilot me…

When I your vessel, get tossed about in the viral sea,
Pilot me,
When my course has strayed and my bearing unsure
Pilot me,
When the clouds have gathered and the waves come rushing in,
Pilot me,
When my fears overtake me and I cling to the wheel,
Pilot me,
When the sun is shining and pleasant shores abound,
Pilot me,
For as in the light, as well the darkness, 
I will always and ever still need Thee,
To pilot me..


Details | I do not know? | |

A life choice

Under the shadow of the night
He stood there 
Carrying his life in his hand
And a torch in the other
He made up his mind
He made the choice
Either freedom or slavery forever
Either life or death would be better

Come with me brother
Come with me
Build the future together

It's time to walk down that road
Time to fight
Time to make our destiny
Our faith, our life journey
You and I, your torch with mine
Will sunrise against all the darkness
We may not see tomorrow
But we wont wake up full of sorrow

Come with me brother
Come with me
Build the future together
We are not alone brother
We are not alone


Details | Lyric | |

Inside the Membrane

The pain I feel inside 
Can be derived from my dad pride
I sit alone at night
There is this emptiness that is
The squandering of time
pondering what life will be like
Who knew that twenty-one
Would be More bumps and lumps than fun
I want to dump this chump
Standing in front of the mirror
Waiting till its clearer
This Brings a sobering effect
Over thinking each step
It is like I'm playing freeze tag
With these mundane demons
And They always keep me in check
Because I cant see them
I have been contained and constrained
I complain of chest pains
Till my veins pop off like champagne
Bruce Banner's a freight train
Going insane in the membrane

So should I smoke weed then
To cope with this moping season
Cause my yoke is heavy
and dope seems dope for lots of reasons
Even though I do know
What the verse says in Ephesians
"Do not get drunk on wine...
Instead be filled with the spirit"
This is my one beacon
That's give me hope when I hear it
Its a choice for heathens
Like me, to write our own lyrics
Since death has been beaten
And no longer need to fear it
His love is infinite


Details | Free verse | |

adjust

something we said so many times before
a crack in the door
a bit of a poet in all of us
red dust
sunset can’t catch
little bits o’memories
tickles under the tongue
a go-out and get you-one. . . of those
strip the rags off the rappers and sell them off for clothes
make math, in the mathematicians’ presuppose
fire sell it off to celeritas
one more big blink in the big goggles
golden fish missing in the adjustment of pince-nez
had to turn out that way
when all we did was
adjust


Details | Free verse | |

My Baby

You are my rock, The shelter of 
my heart, The house that builds 
me, on this white pearly, golden,
platform, with our father, 
The Almighty, You are 
the seed, planting me, In A 
garden of full bloom, beyond 
the growth of A flower, You are 
my blanket, Of Southern 
Comfort, That kept me warm, 
Without you there's "NO 
MEANING," to my LOVE, I 
thank GOD, the day He put you 
on this EARTH, and MADE you 
MINE, My Baby you are that 
precious gem, In my eyes, I 
gleam shinning,TRUTH N' HONESY,
Never To Loose Sight,Never To 
Make You Mad,or Never To Make 
You Angry,Never To Make You Cry, 
Never To Break Your Heart, 
Never To Abuse, Nor Neglect, 
You......
I only want to give, You A 
GENUINE LIFE, AS YOUR WIFE, 
AS YOU MY HUSBAND,
as we go hand n' hand to 
begin, This conquest journey, 
against the burning sun, to the 
ends of the moon, "YES," we 
will struggle, Even fight like, 
The cats n' dogs, but what 
relationship doesn't, it will only 
make us stronger, or it may
even break us, but as we strive 
to our best, forth each 
other, To bond our passion, 
in wed-lock,,,,,
Because loving you, 
makes it all worth the wild 
against the sand... I love you, 
My Baby!!!


Details | Couplet | |

Finding Peace

I walk among the weathered stones, Contemplating my life alone; Staring into the vanishing light, Praying for the courage to face the night; Fearing the endless days up ahead, I’m stuck here alone, no friends but the dead, Trapped in this place, never to be freed; I was deserted by all in my hour of need; I look around but no one is there, Filling my lonely heart with despair; The soulless blackbirds fly overhead, “Tirzah” they whisper, my name brings me dread; I’m stuck here alone with naught but my fear, The path to my future remaining unclear; I cling to the memory of my fading past; Hoping that I can find peace at last.


Details | Lyric | |

Drifting Mainly

You belong to me mate 	 ( Intro )
And that be that!
Get on board
And grab your hat!

The ship was aghast at its new passenger	( Verse )
Like disdain for the lives that they now left behind,
Newcomers were scarce 
And they never would last
But I held up my chin nice and high.


The bloke who took me screamed	( Pre-chorus )
“Mop up the deck we’ve got things to do!” 
But I said sir, 
I’m just a boy and don’t know what’s to do.

And he said		( Chorus )
“Drifting mainly
Sailin the shores
Taking what’s mine 
And leaving what’s yours
Cause you know, we ain’t dead yet.”

Taking the seas for more than eight moons
We found islands and loot
That was bigger than most.
The taste of sea air 
With its wind in my hair
Took me away to this new life I lead.

After mopping the deck 
He grabbed my hand and screamed
 “Steer this ship boy!”
But I said sir,
I’m just a lad and don’t know where to go.

So the crew yelled	( Chorus )
“Drifting mainly
Sailin the shore
Taking what’s mine 
And leaving what’s yours
Cause you know, we ain’t dead yet.”

Surprising to me 
Was my unshaven face
The captain looked on 
And smiled with grace,
We stopped at a place 
Where the women were loose and didn’t mind
If we took a peak.

He said “Now you’re a man so let’s get on that boat,
We got places to be and some people to rope,
So grab that sword and drop that mop
Cause you’re no longer a boy in my eyes.”

I practiced the duel with the men in the crew
The captain took eye to my devilish pride,
And he took me aside and said 
 “Even in death I’m gonna miss you boy 
But don’t let it strike you 
Or kill your spirits
Cause even time can beat out the Grim.”

Then in the darkness came fire and screams,
Our vessel had stopped after fourteen years,
The crew fought hard and beat most of the men
But now, my Captain was dead.

We took the new ship watching ours sink deep
Saying goodbye to our drowning escape,
The crew turned towards me and asked
“What do we do?” and I smiled,
And they did to.

And we yelled    ( Chorus )
“Drifting mainly
Sailin the shores
Takin what’s mine
And leaving what’s yours
Cause you know, we ain’t dead yet.”


Details | I do not know? | |

scrys t'ease

the flow
the fowl
the wolf
the owl!

"...i am the bowl..."
"...i am the table..."
"...i am the room..."

we
are the able.
.
.
.
.
.
.
Reins...

damp the cries
out of the mouth
are dragon eyes
long and ago
a roof tops glow
sent an invitation

"come to know"

teas are delicious
but to t'ease d;vine
take a seat mr.sweet
and we'll share
some wine


Details | Free verse | |

Happy New Year everyone

Have a Happy New Year
With love
With serenity
With goodness
With wows
With fun
With joy
With incredible experiences
With far out excitement
With on time fulfillment
With exciting arrangements
With divine development
Year 2013 
Yeyy
You on


Details | Lyric | |

The person benath.

There is a boy inside and under he lies, A certain person and a certain face, a wouderd grin 
across this place, He lies and he fries in the midst of the dark, He try's he try's but no light to 
shut out this mark. Whoever we think he is, he takes into pain, and silent at night cry's in 
vain. For hes lost and lonely and needs a freind, But its our lazy selves that wont allow to 
offend, Who he is and what he does, Countless minutes were strapping the cause. Of what 
this kid is and what he will say, Minutes and hours and seconds waste away. He gives up in 
sorrow no hope he seeks, for forever and ever noone willl hear him weap. We sat there and 
sat there thinking poor little boy, But we played this sick game by treating him like a toy. A 
person benath is much deeper then love, A person inside is consumed with dark love. A 
person inside hides their true feelings to not show pain, A real person that looks through 
others eyes can see even through rain. This person that lies and stares at the sky, is aware 
of the starangers and things passing by. Everyday we count our blessings and say, Dear god 
thankyou foreverything and yur blessd ways. But what we cant see fully is ourselves 
devotionally or awake this dream fantasy of fiction or what we call truth, This heart we 
encounter may never lie under our vains, or take away our sorow or  tears that encourage 
pains. This voteing question why cant we be ourselves around everyone on the earth, 
because we were raised and taught a certain way at birth. For our mothers and fathers 
created who we are inside, so theres no shame in hideing youreself or Letting this person 
outside, Be the one who lives Youre life through, And lives life fully and spent, But most 
importantly lives life as you.


Details | Haiku | |

Le Vacance Pretentieuse: Storm Part IV

Precipitation:
Culminates in a washout
Stuffed camels get soaked


Details | Free verse | |

Past Lives In Edinburgh

....believe in past life reincarnation now,
after visiting the cobblestones of Edinburgh.
From the very first moment of arrival,
it felt as if I had always belonged there,
had finally come home again.

An almost indescribable,
heavy, 
brooding calm
settled in my bowels,
centering a spiritual gravity,
erasing all former depravity -
spreading outwards
throughout waiting limbs,
until my thoughts seemed to
culminate into the very center of my mind,
bringing on a clarity like no other.
The closest description
would be a Gothic reawakening.

And when I dipped my feet into the North Sea,
it was as if the ghosts of persecuted witches
were speaking only to me,
prodding, pushing the destiny of Weirding,
telling me to never let go of that most sacred knowledge,
as the whispers turned into a salty wind;
a blustery, 
billowing, 
intimate communication.

Everywhere I went,
whether around Lochs, through emerald glens,
up rocky bluffs covered in thistles and broom,
ghosts followed me like guardian angels,
whispering to me how I had finally come home to them.

Come home for them - for myself

Even the old stone buildings spoke to me
in a secret language of nuance and periphery,
revealing shadows I had once thought to be mystery.
And to think that a place I had never visited before,
could touch with such a strong sense of familiarity.

I felt as if it had always been a home,
felt as if I had lived there for thousands of years;
older than the very cobblestones themselves,
reclaiming the past, piecing together the future.






Details | Free verse | |

White dove, Cowbird, and the Crocodile

Long ago a cowbird was raised in a white doves beautiful nest.
But there became a time when together the chicks no longer fit.
The cowbird came to a choice to either come out on the branch…
Or he could simply kick someone out of his warm, homey nest.
Now, he knew, if someone was thrown out, they probably wouldn’t live.
Decisions, decisions: he knew his future would be changed by this.

Mama white dove sensing his problem, had a talk with her little chick.
You were put in my nest by God, but can still choose what you want to do.
“I can never be God’s messenger of peace”, cried the little cowbird.
“I’m not a true white Dove,” he cried… with tears streaming down his face.
Mama dove intently listened… as her wings wrapped him in her warmth… 
She said, “It’s your choice in what you do, that will make you who you are.”

See that crocodile below, sunning on the river bank below…
He lives alone because he destroys anyone and everything, that comes his way.
He’s mean, malicious, and hateful. He’s become what evil can truly be…
His heart, intentions, and choices sent him to live alone in a dark, muddy cave… 
It was him who left God on one fateful day… not the other way around.
By how he lived his life, his decisions, and his actions… he decided his own fate.

The cowbird now realized there was a choice to be made on what he wanted to do.
He decided he wanted to be a messenger of God in the beautiful, blue sky above… 
Than to live alone in a dark, muddy swamp cave, disgusting and evil to the bone.
So he moved out upon the branch… Then later helped the others slowly to the sky.
The moral here is easy… It’s not what you look like that makes you who you are.
A good heart is all it takes… to be a beautiful peace messenger of God.


Details | Free verse | |

The Land of Sophia

Escape the tort of our avarice world Defy the ones who shift the blame Deter the decadence forgetting shame Freedom is on the top of the bare eyes Beyond the consciousness of The Human Kind Search harder and then you'll find The Land of Sophia Dwelling past are needs Swirling around our bare minds Our wants polluting out sight the Land of Sophia is lost at night Are the Lies held worth it in time Only embracing The Veil of Logic The Truth is cast into shade where all vices are soon to be made For all of our dreams and dramaticies The Destruction Star poisons seas Far from This Galaxy among the stars I can see myself, And The One I've became Escape the tort of our avarice world Defy the ones who shift the blame Deter the decadence forgetting shame Freedom is on the top of the bare eyes Beyond the consciousness of The Human Kind Search harder and then you'll find The Land of Sophia Dwelling past are needs Swirling around our bare minds Our wants polluting out sight the Land of Sophia is lost at night Caught in our lust, of forgetting trust I wonder can we break free of bound forever in the clutches of Lilith's Love Eden's Heart Who's desperate For Love Who's desperate For Light yet wallows in Blight and chooses to wait--forevermore The wait in Summer--An Eternity Lilith's Love Eden's Heart Escape the tort of our avarice world Defy the ones who shift the blame Deter the decadence forgetting shame Freedom is on the top of the bare eyes Beyond the consciousness of The Human Kind Search harder and then you'll find The Land of Sophia Dwelling past are needs Swirling around our bare minds Our wants polluting out sight the Land of Sophia is lost at night We don't chose what's right I can't believe we are able to see this far Crawling in Shadows Never will breath find it's light Escape the tort of our avarice world Defy the ones who shift the blame Deter the decadence forgetting shame Freedom is on the top of the bare eyes Beyond the consciousness of The Human Kind Search harder and then you'll find The Land of Sophia Dwelling past are needs Swirling around our bare minds Our wants polluting out sight the Land of Sophia is lost at night
**Mark Jansen, Guitarist, Male Vocals, and main songwriter of Epica**


Details | I do not know? | |

My life just have began


       My life just have began.....

finally I find one,
to share life with,
to be with every night,
and ,
what ever I do,
it gotta be with you,
finally I find one,
my life has just began,
it make sense,
to woke up in the morning,
to see your next to me,
and to kiss you,sorry.....
I kept you awake all night
and find the way
to make up,
finally,
my life has just began,
I found one,
to share,
to be every night
and ,
what ever I do,
it gotta be with you
 





      


Details | Rhyme | |

Winds of My Aftermath

Feel the hurricane and taste the rain here in the park
Hear me wail and watch me as I make my mark
But do not tell me when it is time to go
For I will be playing here long after dark

Get lost with me here in the brush
Stay the storm that now makes us rush
Meet me here same time next year
And once again I will make you blush

See me stand there upon my mountaintop
Fear the gale as I tend my crop
We will leave for chance what I do not know
And I will beg for mercy, but I will not stop

Over there just beyond the bended trees
Beautifully bending by my gentle breeze
Near Ole' Shadow's Pass, there along the path
You will feel the Winds of My Aftermath
Yes, you will find me whispering in the forest on bended knees
Where you will feel the Winds of My Aftermath


Details | Free verse | |

Survival Of The Fittest

Dropped out of school
At an early age
Lived on the streets 
Because, I disgusted my mother
She thought I was a poor example
Of true Christian beliefs
At an early age 
She religiously drummed into me
‘blood is thicker than water’
And yet, 
Here I am today confused, lonely and hungry
No one protecting me
No friends
No family
No home to go too
Just, peoples eye for an eye,
tooth for a tooth mentality
Praying for the sun to shine
To feel some warmth again!
Sun rays of hope, lighting me up
To live through this darkness without fear
With a heart full of faith
No matter what happens to me, now!
If only I could drink my salty tears
It would sustain me for a lifetime
Your tears are worth nothing, around here
You’re classed as weak and venerable
Only attracting death
Your life worth nothing!
Save me from myself
I am my best friend
I am my worst enemy
My prayers and dreams
Lost in the wind
Blowing around like autumn leaves
The rain washing them away
Down the drain into the sewage
Rolling with the seasons
Year after year
Survival for the fittest!
Surviving on the love
Hidden, inside me
Being my strength and guide
My personal lifeline
In surviving this crazy world 
We all live in


Details | Sonnet | |

BLOOD OF GERONIMO

    BLOOD OF GERONIMO
Great Spirit here come I in humble prayer
child of your Bedonkohe blood and line.
I raise my hands to recognize you there
and plea you recognize this heart of mine.

I know you welcome all into your light
And let my way, as through this death I go, 
Be swift and sure, if bad or good or right
As certain as blood of Geronimo.

Look! Is my line not tied to what's his past?
And does this not bring us our only choice
To bide amongst the tribe from out our past?
To gather in your light, and raise one voice

Of this, our song, our voices unified
And handed down through time, where we have cried.
...............© Ron Wilson
Another very special Sonnet that just wrote itself through me...where do they come from? And how?


Details | Verse | |

The Dreamer

Once upon a time
In a backyard with a vine
A lady pretended to find
A lamp with a genie inside.

She rubbed it until it shined
Again and again with twine
Two puffs of smoke in a line
Poured out of it in her mind.

She thought of the wishes 
Soon coming her way
Her heart beating faster
"Imagine," she'd say.

That genies existed
And wishes came true
In everyone's yard
For me and for you!

Just then he appeared
As big as she thought
Her eyes blinked three times
The image was caught!

The lamp disappeared
Near the leg of his pant
Her wish had been granted
And she woke up from her nap.














Details | Didactic | |

Car Be Me Car Fast

            Car Be Me Car Fast

Car be me car, not you car, car be fast, me be fast in car, me fast
Go left car go left. 
Car be fast go left all day
500 laps, car be fast, laps go fast
Me car go fast
Win cup with car be fast
Get milk, when car go circle fast, go left
Other determining factors in auto racing are
Quantum balance, stream line vehicular shape, and grace
Rotate tires for proportioned stops and maneuvering power
Due diligence, judicious use of space while racing
Decreased velocities at corners
There is no time for second place
No stop signs, by design, on racing days 
Only a subtle touch of gas and brakes 
A discerning mind to optimize the vehicles potential in this venture
Speed fuels the need for high adventure 
Surrounding the circular path as the masses gasp and scream
So comprehend, surmise the cutting edge, turn left
Eloquently traverse the course with an exotic flare
Settle smartly, land right there, in winner’s circle
Car be fast, me be fast, but me come in last 


Details | Sonnet | |

Celestial Mother

Once great always great I say to you.
Upside down or right side up you be.
Once upon a time and a time once was she.
Gathering the universe and shining a Star or two.
 
Then one day She shot down to Earth out of the blue.
She gathered Her crops and made circles wide and free.
She made them so big the whole of the world could see.
She took the Stars the Sun and Moon making them new.
 
She shined talents never quite seen.
Amazing and sparkling from up above,
She is the smartest thing ever so keen.
She is abundant in spreading Her love.
 
She is our Celestial Mother in Heaven,
Separated by the empty shells of leaven!
 
 
© Copyright: Ann Rich   2007


Details | Free verse | |

Rose Petals

Glowing and white, pure liquid flowing
My heart is expanding.
And I hear angels singing a song that fills my soul.
Rose petals are falling.

A slow steady walk, a gentle loping grace.
My smiling man in all black
So gorgeous. So perfect.
So mine.
My face is shining.
The angels are singing.
Rose petals are falling.

A steady warmth
So strong, and so deep
That gentle heat fills me to my core
And I find myself falling

Falling…Falling….falling.


Rose petals are falling.


Details | I do not know? | |

Conviction

Innocents is purity, which evil preys.
To endure such beings may leave one in decay.
Anger and hate will fill your mind, weakness seeping down your spine.
Fear gives in, you can not breathe and can not stand.
Darkness overwhelming with the end at hand.

A reaper comes to collect your spirit.
But on this day you need not fear it. 
A helping hand he comes to give, he sees purity and light deep with in. 
Pick yourself up young lad and breathe deep, your life has meaning if you seek.
Your mind is poisoned and your heart frail. 
Stay steadfast your light will prevail.

Your conviction is strong, it never falters.
Take your pain and build alters.
Around your heart to ward off the dark.
Your almost there, protect your spark.
From the evil that dwells in your mind,
Leave it there and don't be blind.

Enjoy the beautiful things in life.
So you may better understand your strife.
For the road to glory is long and treacherous.
Do not fear because you are dangerous.
Armor thick forged in pain, spear of light leaving blood stains.

Do not fear the beast with in, control it and give it name.
Listen to the vibrations, now take aim.
He is your spear, your love is the light. 
Protect the innocent and fight.

Glory comes, but does not wait.
To seek it out is to seek my fate.
Innocents cries, evil feeds.
A spear of light is what I will be.
Piercing the darkness of evil deep,
Until glory comes so that I may sleep.


Details | Imagism | |

Caught Up In The Moment WTM

Funny thing happen
On the way to the moon
This morning
The engine went
Blank, blank, bloom
        -And-
Ceased to work
This was just as I
Pierced the skyline
And was just out
Of radio contact
        ------
Just as I could reach
The sky
I plummet, but
By getting to the escape craft
I was not able to
Collect my latitude
Or my extra Caption Balloons
             -And-
Crash landed in the
    "Baltimore Harbor"
           -----
Too bad, I was very hungry
And wanted something
I wanted something to eat
            ------
I am on my own now
So, they say
Being that my radio
Dosen't work
And I don't  have
Any pocket's
Then, I was out of luck
There is now
A very real question
On what I will eat
         -Or-
Will I be eaten
        ------
Will I see the Sun this day
I am lucky to see land
I may however see the Son
The Son of Man
To whom which I am hoping to
Associate myself with
But, hopefully not too soon
          -------
So stay tuned

GF

*Note: Made easy to read and get the whole story......


Details | Free verse | |

The Garden

The night air is cool and collective,
Running through my hair and face.
Even when I’m with people, I feel alone
In this cold blooded space.

It’s like walking through a garden
Of all your favorite foods,
But none of which can substantiate
For that one so special mood…

That mood, 
that beautiful frame of mind.  
I only go there with you,
And only you can make it unwind.

I discovered a passion unlike any other
And in my finding I opened a world,
A world I did not know existed.
I’m on cloud nine every time I think of you,
Just the thought of you brings joy to my heart.

This garden holds many beautiful things
Many delightful pleasures,
Many cold nights,
Warm nights,
Difficult frights,
Ecstatic times and unsystematic times!

But they mean nothing to me,
While I’m alone…

Walk with me through this garden.


Details | Free verse | |

It's Simple

It's simple.
We make it much more complicated than it is;
Just live.


Details | Light Poetry | |

TAKE A VACATION TO HEAVEN

its a lie
don't have to die
to get to the sky
faith your sprit
will  go high
and soul will live
for ever
TAKE A VACATION TO HEAVEN


Details | Free verse | |

North Star

Let your fate take root
On hard rock, tangle and bury
Before the coming storm.

and before the coming of the storm
amidst a garden of your crafting
Beliefs and memories planted
and like seeds watered
Take root amidst your cherished greens
Take hand in hand your
memoir 
and brace with rooted tangled feat
-mangled,
The coming storm
Come to wash away
come to whisk away;

This is a magical storm
something fantastical
	like myth was born
from your hands, as you shake them left to right
and wrestle from them
 seeds
trample on your well-trodden soil
and in waves bead your sweaty water
shelter little sprouting
take shelter in his shadow,

Did you nurture your garden?
like I have nurtured mine
	mine, lush with little ideas
lush with my graceful evasion
of duties unwatered
moments hoarded
lush with little trees, that in my shadow
do not grow,
and their little fruits, so sour born
Yours, that garden, a gnarled tree
posies tangled on mangled fields
bounties of fruit, in your mangroves
	children of our labor
all alike stand before the storm,
	
	Dark clouds gather, broil forth like no afterthought
an army summoned to war, the tax collector come for dues
and bubbling forth
Comes lightning and thunder like sickle and torch
Come to reap the song and sun:

and it is in this shadow they finally grow
and gnarled hand takes my own
	-I will not rot away on my own
I stand before my fated choices
and together
our bonds new, old and gnarled
stand firm these moment’s beliefs and
	creations
children and parent, arms locked, heads on shoulders both
eyes cast out and tears exhumed
before the coming storm

Our legs take root in our
garden soil
and we cling to what
we know
we hold to what knows
us
but the storm is just
so grand
and our roots are just
so shallow.




Details | I do not know? | |

- to all- good night.

angels are sprawled 
in the longest reach my children could snow-afford on my former green lawn
over-played carols over-play the car ride to the store, where they will continue 
an embarrassment of lights dangle ‘side a staple-holed roof trim
somewhere, not ‘nough off too far, there are
yards watching snowmen come and go
behind the windows that hold kitchens
the bills are a pilin’
the car’s in the driveway needing to be plugged in
the mailman’s griping ‘bout the weight of his sack
dropping off cards he’d gladly drag back
the t.v.’s got little relief
there’s a log burning on a 24 hour channel
that someone someday'll
commercial the crap out of
office parties 
forum the drunk, “Here’s what I really think of you…” 
spark the short lived, misappropriate romance
the mall cattle call. . . from parking lot to till
warrants wrappings to be hauled away
to some landfill
waiting for Valentine’s Day


Details | Ballad | |

Anwnn

Coming from the misty lake Lough Leane
Came a beautiful maiden of the name of Niamh
Upon a mare, for she is not from the world of man
A seraphic princess from Anwnn
Upon the shores she claimed around his kin
"I have came for Oisin son of Finn"
"Maiden you come to me so alluringly 
I am he, if we marry for all eternity!"

And so he rode upon her horse to the secrets of Anwnn
For he and she, they'd be happy for all eternity 

Come with me to Anwnn
I am she, your queen Niamh
I have come for you Oisin, son of Finn
Don't leave me or you'll see 
The age of man
The age of man
The age of man


Details | Couplet | |

Eyes do Weep

When my son was young and so very, very wild… 
I loved him dearly for he was my child.
But I feared the drugs, alcohol, and friends he did keep.
I knew they would destroy him, as I found my Eyes do weep.

We found a private High school with new peers to seek.
Miraculously, He found his own way back, and to college he did leap.
He chose a college and fraternity far away, as my eyes blurred again.
But the day he was on his own, became the best that’s ever been.

His fraternity became his brothers, and advice they dished out.
Study time became important, with gentlemanly behavior devout.
I’ll thank them each, in the leadership and help they all showed.
I’ll thank my son for growing up, and for becoming who we now know.
Community service brought blood drives, and teaching inner city kids.
They worked on their fraternity house, reclaiming it from the skids.
All parties had designated drivers to take every body home, all right.
They gathered clothes for the homeless to brighten up their life.
They built Homes For Humanity for to work he was never adverse.
Then, to add to the rest, he continued to work to become a nurse. 
He put himself through college working in a hospital and ambulance.
He had learned a reverence for life, happiness, and yes, even patience.
My wild, wild son has found purpose in life and peace at long last.
And again my eyes do weep… This time with love so vast...



Details | Blank verse | |

The Beggar

A Gentleman who walks miles
Through the streets that are dirty.
The streets where he lives of,
Walking with a passion

A Dream! As He walks towards His eiland,
The beggar picks up cigarettes butts,
Ten cents he collects,
Spotting them one by one

Finding a bench
Next to an elderly man
“Resting time” says the beggar,
Asking the man for a lighter.

What a good hearted person?
Two rand with directions to the nearest shop!
The beggar rushes to buy matches,
Before the break of dawn.


Details | Alliteration | |

Fallen Angels

Glistening Glimmer;
Glitter Gold to chase
The Pot.

A Richness Galour 
Of Fallen ANGELS,
Beauty...

..That Shimmers A
Love Featherd among 
A White wing spread.

To the pearly gates of
PETER I have come to
An understanding: agape'
Love is all around.

So bless those who
Will follow me, and fear
The ones who don't.

As I Step up to the stair
Way to heaven... To
Open my soul.

To lead gods exsample,
For he was known 
To retain all sin, and release
Them to his flood of Wrath...
Beyond the waters.

Against 40 days n' 40 nights,
To survive it's blasting roar;
I have become one with him
For he is my true father... For
He is Our only GOD!
Aboard boat by TWO'S.


Details | Rhyme | |

All I Need Is You

I don't need any money,
I don't need fancy shoes.
I don't need to buy happiness, 
'Cause all I need is You.

I don't need expensive clothes,
I don't need things to choose.
I don't need five-star meals,
'Cause all I need is You.

I'm smiling here so wide;
I feel like I'm brand new.
Today is the start of something big
'Cause all I need is You.

My soul is eternally fulfilled;
My heart is being led through.
I don't need anything else,
'Cause all I need is You.


Details | Rhyme | |

Difficult Trials -Part 2-

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

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

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

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

I'll shut out the feeling of anguish

You'll get what you wish

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

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

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

We'll be hiking
These somewhat difficult hardships together 


Details | Free verse | |

Collaborating In the Clouds

There is a place I am walking up a ladder
I see clouds everywhere
I see up the ladder a figure standing 
Guidiing me to the light
I am at the top and the lights are so bright
Never hurting my eyes
The Lord watches and guides me with holding out His hand
I ask the Lord what did I do to deserve so
Much of your love and to be in this wonderful place
The Lord replied with great kindness and said child
you gave me the best gift a person could give
Your undying love, prayers and good things you did for others
You see child He said to me the kind deeds you did for 
my poor, defenseless children on earth you gave them
food, water and shelter where you could and you in fact
were helping me.
But most of all Child you gave me your heart and soul and tried the
best you could for all those in need. Prayers were done not for recognition but for my glory
Now rest here child with me for all eternity


Details | Rhyme | |

HOME

Never forget what you have
Your home is your haven and to let your hair down
The love of your home, its the place to be
With the love of all of your family
Home is truly where the heart is
Remember that the work day is done
Never bring home the toils from the day
Relax and have fun that is the way!
When you walk in the door you will see
The smiling faces of your family
Kiss them hello and have a good night 
Be aware that the home you have worked so hard for
Is the place to rest and relax and say
I have done all I can for this day is done its with the
Family, wow I am sure gonna have some fun!


Details | Light Poetry | |

Female Santa clause

She wakes this morning
Got along day ahead
She’s making sandwiches 
Hot soup and garlic bread

She love to feed the homeless
She sees on the street
She will drive around the city
To give them something to eat

She goes to the hospital
She love to helps the elderly
She always volunteers 
To keep them company

And to save the animals
She campaigns tirelessly
And she will never stop
Till they are all free

She goes to the orphanage
She love to make the children smile
She runs for cancer charity
In the New York 10 k mile

She protest to stop the wars
And to free Palestine
She doesn't like religions
To control people minds 

They cutting down the rain forest
She would love to stop it now
She goes to the Amazon
And stand in front of the plow

She would loves to stop genocide
She loves to give donations
She would love to stop poverty
From every nations

She fights for the hopeless
To end their misery
And against all the oil spills
That kills fishes in the sea

She stands for human rights
Against so many countries 
She loves to save humanity
And to spread equality

And she love to tell me 
Of all the wonderful things she does
She is just an angel
And a female Santa clause 

And I love to hear her talk
Of all she would love to do
And I know she wouldn't stop
Till they all come true


Details | Sonnet | |

THE FIRST VOYAGE OF PAUL

    The First Voyage of Paul
A sailing ship, out aimless on the sea
forewarned by Paul--to sail would be a crime,
but captain said "you're safe now--you're with me"
he vowed their trip to Rome would be on time.

And so they set about to sail the main,
not caring that the Fast had well begun--
nor that no sailing man could see a gain,
for such a trip would fail--before it's done.

The captain caused the crew to set their plight
towards a Cyprus port--for needed rest,
when all at once the day turned into night--
and then the wind of God made life a test.

    The temptest blew for days--to Malta's shore
    and set the will of God--forevermore.
© ron wilson aka vee bdosa the doylestown poet


Details | Verse | |

Good Tidings

Many are the rivers rushing toward the tide
gouging out the soft spots
washing away the sighs
watch the flotsam twirl to vortex
watch the froth ring wide

Many are the river's rushings
   toward the tide

Deep within the current flows coming from on high
stirring up man's passions
stripping the woodlands pride
purging banks of fool's gold's glitter
in eddies 'long side

It seems for branches waterlogged a nascent dream
that which was rock solid
moves, briskly downstream
not dead, alive and journeying all
few wish to abide

Many are the river's rushings
   toward the tide

Goodbye to mountain, hill and rise, forest green and bright
snapped the bowed, and floated down
between the cliffs to ride
kissing as they touch each drifter
seeking the world wide

Many are the rivers rushing toward the tide
gouging out the soft spots
washing away the sighs
watch the flotsam twirl to vortex
teem toward the tide


Poet: Debbie Guzzi


Details | Lyric | |

Think What I Think

Somedays I wish I didnt
Think what I think,
These patterns of thought,
Have me in the sink,
Then bring me to the top,
To put me back in my seat

Somedays I wish I didnt
Believe what I believe,
So I could,
Give into my passion to please,
Dive into my sinful desires,
and have control of my destiny

Everyday, I come to realize at night
With my eyes wide,
That my flesh I dont have to Fight,
Because Christ runs my life,
And he takes the boulders off my shoulders,
I am the gun and he is the holder,
I am the clay and he is the molder,
And his grace is sweeter every moment I grow older


Details | I do not know? | |

sleep

s- is or the slithering sound youre tounge makes when trying to think, the star in the 
moonlight sky that catches yur eye, the sight you once seen and will nevr forget in yur 
drems as u follow up into quiet peace.
l- is for the light that makes the magic happean so you cant deny stareing, the laughter that 
makes u giggle and want to shout out at the same time, the love that is shares and brings to 
yur heart
e- is for exciteing, the exciteing heartrenching dream you soon encounter while trying to 
hold back yur giggles and smiles while trying to close yur eyes and sleep.
e- is also for the extravagent and endless memorys and journeys you once fullfill in yur 
dream, the encounter of ones hopes, and sights never seen or forgotten just rememberd.
p- is for the people you meet in yur cloud, the peole you see and remeber and once loved or 
are trying to think about all the time and every day until the day u see them again it seems like forever.
also the places, you travel so beutiful, and detailed, only created by yur mind, only yur mind 
can see them and noone else can but you, pictures, that will last forever as you take trying 
to capture all of those memory's by casting a photo here and there, but youll never find 
whats in yur dreams unless you just sink yur heart into one sync of yur own creativity and let 
go of everything and just lay in still peacefull silence as the wind sweeps youre tight muscles 
and acheing pains away, far away to the very botom of yur soul, let yourself dream, let 
youre dreams cast you away, let yur heart dream, just fall into a quiet sleep forever where 
only you can dream away and forever fall into sweet rest.
just let yur heart open up wider then yur eyes can see, just fall into loveing paralyzeing sleep.


Details | Free verse | |

The mask we wear

It is that of a man’s heart to which he follows.
But that of the lord our God that guides our steps.
It is the beauty we find in one another.
As I have found this in you.
It is there we seek our true lives as we strive.
That of our soul to which cries out for love.
It is life’s trials to which make us stronger.
But our hearts we defy as we suffer.
It’s there we die inside from the rejections.
Not just love but the life we have to live.
It’s that of the people we try to impress.
Only to find out we are far different in life.
But it is there we lose ourselves to.
As each one put themselves higher then others.
We are all equal in the sight of God.
Why can we not be equal on the face of the earth?
Why does each man think they have to be vain?
Especially when we all bleed the color red from our veins.
It is in this life we only live once.
Why can I not be me instead of someone dictating for me?
It’s because each person wants to control us and what we do.
Instead of worrying about themselves and what they do.
It is there I fight for freedom and rights I have in this life.
As I stand as a rebel, alone in this life.
But it is there I am strong and without blemish you see.
Because I have the greatest gift of all.
And that is God is here with me.


Details | Rhyme | |

A Make Believe

In a corner our eyes did meet.
But I was sitting on the mercy seat.
 
I looked you over once or twice.
I even rolled the domino dice.
 
A shadow appeared before me.
At that time I was a make believe.
 
When the shadow left a light appeared,
Time stopped and distance neared.
 
I traveled afar and my journey never ends.
Backwards or forwards eternity it sends.
 
In another lifetime perhaps was I.
Deluded and misled asking why.
 
But no more I say honestly to you.
Another make believe will never do.
 
 
© Copyright: Ann Rich   2007


Details | Narrative | |

La Gala Grandeur

~La Gala Grandeur~


Revived from mine mortality,I adopt my rebirth
Through neonate eyes,the world now glows ethereal
As my resplendence arouses,death is relinquished dormant
Though newly formed,I step unteeteringly unafraid


Motlique auras,encompass my fellow scions
The firmament above,an wombous spectrum pletharic
Engrossed of adolescence,I become exhilarantly aware
My lineant precursors,swarm samely for my embracing


Free from fragility,I am no longer appraisal's prey
No less nor more than another,we abide incorruptable
Orchestras of saints and psalmists,exact an spectacled sonata
Devout and divinely,we dance dutifully for mercy's grace


This revel illimitable,is always available
Admittance thou art assured,whether or not of invitation
With none boundary of era,we know ye will attend
It is but a matter my friend,of just when...


...is then



~Azaza~ June 19th,2010


Details | Senryu | |

Opportunities There Be

In deeds throughout
Stars are vast
Asking Father time


Details | I do not know? | |

Tree Bark Poem

I like tree bark
Like to climb up it
With shoes with metal spikes
And cuffs with sharp hooks

I see a bird's nest
With eggs that are blue
I count five or six
It's a robin's kin

If I fall down hard
From this mighty height
I will crush a limb
I will hold on tight


Details | Rhyme | |

Turn On The Love

Turn on the love to motivate me;
There's no energy on hand.
When work to be done is shadowed by rest,
Remember you were saved by a crucified man.


Details | Personification | |

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


Details | Ballade | |

im restricted

im restricted with youre choices
it makes me wanna cry
im surrounded by voices 
that say, girl , why
youre amaizing and u know it
i dont have to say 
i think youve forgotten but somehow it got away
he seems to control u 
no matter what u do
its coming up sooooooo often but some how it gets to u
and baby dont defend cause i swear ill leave u in the end


Details | Enclosed Rhyme | |

A Reflection

As I sit beside a lake,
I look down for heavens sake. 
A reflection to appear. 
For the ripples of life is nearly here. 

This person staring back at me. 
I do not know. 
Is it me?
Or is it someone else. 

The waters has calmed
And all I hear are the psalms. 
Sung by the angels up above
And I wish I could feel their love. 

This journey we are given. 
To find ourselves and what we believe in. 
Takes no longer than a lifetime
But merely feels like an illusion to me. 

Like a little acorn being planted to be a beautiful tree. 
I will live in this world to make people believe. 
There's always the good and the bad
But what about hope?

Don't we need that too?
Of course we do. 
The balance of nature and life is necessary 
And without it, we are nothing. 

Imagine the whole universe, 
We are only a tiny grain of sand. 
But even the littlest person can make a difference. 
No matter how big or small
Short or tall
We were given a mouth to be spoken with. 

This journey is hard and righteous
But as long as I am courageous,
I will be happy and contagious. 
And the whole world will see me for who I am. 


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EYE Don't See -Part 3-

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

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

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

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

Nourish me…and be my beloved friend

Will this friendship last forever?

Hopefully it has no end

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

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

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

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

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


Details | Free verse | |

Fired Up

Fired Up

Suddenly slow, then frozen up…My heart began to pound.
My computer means so much to me. It’s my touch to the outside world.
Then my knight came in the door… determined my dragon to slay. 
And let me tell you… as dragons go… he can slay anything.

Dragon fire can be hot, but this one was immensely worse.
Nothing at all seemed to work. This dragon was really strong.
Shield after shield fell from my knights’ grip… 
But thank God… he never, ever gave up.

Night after night he fought with might and studied his foe with thought.
Each night he scanned every road… for where a lair could be stowed.
His sword swung with might nightly… erasing him from the land. 
But still the dragon was able to come back breathing fire upon all at hand.

He knew how to open every back door. He was cleverer than any I had seen.
But steady as a rock my knight and prince… continued to protect my way of life.
Finally, one day, with four new shields and with Excalibur by his side…
The dragon's spawn was slayed one last time,  then a miraculous silence remained…

My knight had sacrificed so much time and sleep… that I truly cried.
This dragon was from a far away land where more dragons are made with pride.
But my dear knight is willing to wait by my side… His shield and sword nearby.
Thank you I say with hugs and kisses… For my knight in shining armor, my life… 


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Common Ground

Starry night, Star bright shine your light!
It’s a lost world traveling at a rapid speed.
Oh guide me and teach me to properly lead.
For I am down here where nothing is right!
 
Send me a wind to take my flight,
And let them all take heed!
I am the deepest seed.
For I stand in all my might.
 
Let the Sun shine down on me.
Let the rains walk away.
Set my eyes where they can see.
For I am day by day!
 
As the world spins around and around,
I shall be found standing on top of Common Ground!
 
 
© Copyright: Ann Rich   2006


Details | Verse | |

Confession

The fox gnaws flaking muscle
From speechless rabbit, cold
In mind and body. Men shiver
As bodies dry, spat from river.

Rings of globes circle hands
Of the thoughtless, so beaten
From paths to be told of Him, 
Waiting until eyes grow dim.

Walking among us is plague,
Standing above us is but love,
These winds will claw our youth
While faith entraps this truth.

Winter comes but we survive,
Breath and bones, colonies thrive.


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The trip

I am each stone tossed around,
each droplet of sea mixed in,
pounding each stone, churning, 
in time beating me smooth,
each impact, more homogenous,
trapped in the battle of land and sea,
an eternal ebb and flow,
crasshhh, another seamless brother,
broken in battle. Oh woe to
what was I, no more, lost,
treading on frequencies that can
carry I home, no longer anything but
the present, an old soul,
given new perspective in a shell
of life, born of a spore.

(Note: inspired by a shamanic walk with a friend in the dark of a winter’s night along a 
stretch of wild and (nearly) untouched of Suffolk coastline.


Details | Lyric | |

Over and Beyond

I stand here, Dead in the dark, I try not to shed a tear, Why'd it have to be so far? I stand here, Thinking of the future, Thinking of fear, Does it have a cure? I stand here, Thinking of how to succeed, With obstacles at the end of each peer, Wanting to show I am not another bead, On another necklace, Am I dirt to be stepped on? I show how to be free, Like a wild horse, I know I am meant for great things, That's why I want to go Over and Beyond, To the edges of the earth, Not sure where it ends, Dieing for rebirth, I shall not bend, To your every whim, I shall not cry, I will not give in, I shall not die. I walk here, Through vines of life, It's getting near, Will I be intertwined? I walk here, Looking for a light, Waiting for the fog to clear, Will I shine bright? I walk here, Showing the truth, Ready to steer, Will my mood still be blue? I show how to be free, Like a wild horse, I know I am meant for great things, That's why I want to go Over and Beyond, To the edges of the earth, Not sure where it ends, Dieing for rebirth, I shall not bend, To your every whim, I shall not cry, I will not give in, I shall not die. I will run, Into his arms, Not shedding blood, Into his care. I will run, Off that cuddled peer, Showing my love, Showing no fear. I show how to be free, Like a wild horse, I know I am meant for great things, That's why I want to go Over and Beyond, To the edges of the earth, Not sure where it ends, Dieing for rebirth, I shall not bend, To your every whim, I shall not cry, I will not give in, I shall not die. I show how to be free, Like a wild horse, I know I am meant for great things, That's why I want to go Over and Beyond, To the edges of the earth, Not sure where it ends, Dieing for rebirth, I shall not bend, To your every whim, I shall not cry, I will not give in, I shall not die. So don't try to stop me, I will only push pass, Through those trees, Through the cold, damp grass. I will succeed. I will succeed. I will succeed. I will succeed. Don't stop me.


Details | Light Poetry | |

' The Day, Was A Holy Day ... '

This Day, Was A Holy Day
As Crystal Drops Came Down
A Beautiful Display
And Soothing Sound

Like An Echo of Joyous Children
Or A Drum-Roll Softly Nearing
Or Like Angels Were Cheering … 
That’s What … It Was Like Hearing !

And It Poured Like A Pitcher
Cool, and Smooth and Clean
Slanting On My Window
Inspiring Me To Sing:

 - - - - - - -

“  Pitter-Patter, Pitter-Patter
Today … Nothing Is The Matter
Plop, Plop, Splatter, Splatter
Inside, We’re All Together

Washing Away Every Tear
Rinsing Away, Every Fear
Refreshing Every Year … 
… Raindrops, Touched Our Dears “

- - - - - - -

This Day, Water Came In Streams
But No Thunder or Lightning Screams
Just Innocent, Wistful, Wet Dreams
And Later, Rainbow Gleams

(And Waiting For Tonight’s Moonbeams) …

Today … Was A Holy Day
As Crystal Drops Came Down
A Beautiful Display
And Soothing Sound …


Details | Rhyme | |

Our QT Savior

In the cold of the morn with a crisp cloudy day…
A flat tire assailed a young girl, as she went on her way.
Young and full of life but definitely overwhelmed…
She was late for work and her husband had just nearly died.
She sat in her car, sniffling, worrying, and crying some wails.
She’d never changed a tire, a young husband always there.
But hurt he’d become, and in the hospital now remained…
It was up to her, suddenly alone, to make things right again.
She fretfully tried AAA but the wrong number was wrung…
Till Old Granny Goodness appeared with hope, and some fun.
She quickly got her out of the car, and found everything there.
Explaining what to do, Granny decided to entertain with flair.
Together they’d use a spare tire to fix that rickety old car.
They figured out the jack and successfully lifted the car.
But lug nuts are hard and need strength to unleash…
So granny fussed and she bug-tussled but never gave up
Till the young girl laughing, knew what she must do herself… 
Grabbing deep into her courage, she ran into the QT for help.
Sure enough, a worker volunteered to help that sweet young thing out.
And the lug nuts came off lickety-split with laughter on top.
The young man was gracious, and ever so kind and…
Yes, he finished the job with his best smile and in record time
And of course he helped put everything away, too, you can bet…
He even helped Old Granny Goodness up off the ground where she sat.
Then with a salute and fare thee well, he went back inside…
While Old Granny Goodness, and the girl put air in the tires.
By now the girl was the lead in the work as she smiled and laughed…
She was empowered; you know… there’s nothing wrong with that.
Yes, the world was saved as all found their way home, with a wink, at last.
Yes, with gratitude, a hug, and a smile… many a way can be found again.

Contest:Write me a Happy Poem 10-31-2011 CSEastman


Details | Senryu | |

' Kept Light On ... ' 46th Senryu

‘ Kept Light On … ’      46th  Senryu


      He Left The Light On …
So, We Could Find Our Way Home
     Look Up, Before Gone …


Details | Burlesque | |

What is next

I have been looking for my dream car, 1971 Chevelle. Carrying out dreams and goals are not bad things at all. There is a positive on this. I have a very vivid mind and it goes to work from time to time. Thats a feeling. It is hard for Ek to remember things. How i Feel. Song. Everyone thinks people are there to help them but everyone is out for themselves not trying to help each other out. It is all a dream she would have done this and she would have done that but she did not reply. Where did the girls go was the questions asked by all the guys and then discussed by the girls as they drive off. You were drunk, rambling, and you ran them away. Pure 3-2718space240Dash Bravo. What is this you ask? You can put pure in front of anything and sell It.


Details | I do not know? | |

"The Ataratic Tempest"

The passion that comes
When greeted by a storm
Is nothing I can explain
The rain, wind, thunder, and lightning
Sends a frenzy of shivers through my body
Making my every nerve numb
As the light flickers
And the thunder claps
I can feel my heart beat faster
The rain on the roof 
Like a drum
Sends my body in a rhythmic dance
The wind is my partner
As I float around
Above the ground
Leaving my worries behind


Details | Lay | |

Simply Unforgetable

Lol here i go writing another big ass letter today. Gosh seeing you for those 15 min or wat ever is now making my heart sing. you have no idea how much i am happy right now.
Pending
you cant even imagine how happy i am right now. I GOT TO SEE MY ANGEL AGAIN.
Pending
gosh looking into your eyes was a nicest trip i ever taking. even on drugs i didnt have that big of a high as i got after seeing you.
Pending
FUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUK! i am so FUKIN happy you can't even FUKIN imagine. lol. i wanna hear your voice so bad again. just to boost my high right now. lol. DAMN i think my heart is gonna stop right now of how happy i am right now that i saw an angel like you today.
Pending
Gosh no one ever made me as happy as i am right now as you. Damn i wanna see you so much right now. So how do you expect for me to live with just me. MUAH i love you baby.


Details | Narrative | |

Under the African Skies

I stand gazing across the vast plains of Africa
Plains empty of man-made monsters, 
Filled only with God’s beauty and grace

The stillness of the beauty fulfills me
I inhale deeply filling my lungs with the pure air-The air is sweet and refreshing, 
The smell of life, brought only by the heavenly rain on our African soil
I watch the sun take its place, casting away the clouds
As the dark clouds tumble away, the sky is filled with the beautiful spectrum of light,
My eyes feast on the mesmorising colours of the rainbow-This is the symbol 
Of God’s promise to Africa
As I gaze at this colourful ghost of life I realize 
The true pot of gold of this rainbow is Africa.

I kneel on the soil, running it through my fingers, 
Each grain like a diamond and me the diamond digger
I close my eyes feeling the warm breeze blow through my hair
It carries the messages of all the creatures
Telling stories of the battles of the plains,
Those conquered, those lost and those still to come
It is the breeze of life, the life force that fills every living creature, connecting us all as one

As I shout out to the heavens the land is filled with my voice, 
Echoing like the deep thunder of the skies
I hear the calls of birds across the plains, a vast network of communication
I see a herd of antelope running and leaping through this maze of beauty

I start to run, sprinting until I no longer can
I stare into the face of the African sun as it bleeds to death, painting a red smile 
Across the glowing orange sky
Until, darkness
The night sky is illuminated with Africa’s sparkling jewels, 
The great kings of our past, watching over us and
Guarding our blessed lands

I lay back and close my eyes
The silence of the plains is a symphony to my ears,
Every individual blade of grass creating its own unique sound to the choir of Africa, Singing 
the songs of angels, 
Calling us home


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Difficult Trials -Part 1-

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

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

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

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

Feel free to walk the 
Road of Recovery 






 


Details | Didactic | |

A White Satined Pillow

A White Satined Pillow, Gowned 
To Perfectionist, Tied With 
Golden Lace, Where I Lay My 
Soul, Down To Rest, I Claim My 
Heart, To Be Purified And 
Promised, Unto Thee"LORD," 
For I Shall Have "No Fear," For 
I Am Not Scared, Nor Shall I 
Hate, In Violence, With The 
Blood Of The Lamb, Upon My 
Hands, Unto The Lands I 
Perceive To Protect, Against 
The Devil's Advocate, I Here,
Will Rise My Shielded Wall In 
Faith To Glorify It With An Out-
Standing Victory To Our Nation, 
Are You With Me?


Details | Ottava rima | |

Truth Be Insight

Fear not mortal men fore his time soon be at hand
He will come and save you is the promise He gave
Though odds seem insurmountable continue to stand
Go bravely living your life and desiring not the cave
Call upon the Almighty Father but make no demand
The righteous in this life He raises from the grave
Charity expressed pray please through Holy Spirit
Scream it loud enough so the whole world can hear it


Details | Ode | |

Silent Night Sky

Oh how can one capture 
Your beauty on paper
Without you evaporating
Off as it is your nature

The stars are your jewels
The moon is your crest
Everyone drools
As if blessed

Your silence is serenity
That whisper to my thoughts
An overwhelming beauty
That ties my stomach up in knots

How humble I am sound
A beauty incomparable
With a radiance so profound
Your absence is unbearable


Details | Burlesque | |

YeS

Have you ever seen the Devil? The media can change you or is the media really you? Memories keep people alive, that is why we have heroes. Today a person showed their soul to another person. Person A asked why are you outside the box. Person B says, it is raining in the box, remember read the title. Yep that is it. The answer to seeing the unseen. Some say they saw it. Others never believe them. Are you apart of the others? What do we say to the unknown? Never buy food before you eat it, usually not good for you? You can ask them how they got there.


Details | Light Poetry | |

Loving touch

Your hands are like sunshine that

warms the inner parts of my soul.



The rays warming my inner being,

keeps me thinking of how the colors

of the flowers are so vibrant and

powerful in  their activity.



As the flowers dance in a slight breeze,

the sun gives way to darkness and the night sky embraces the stars so numerous,



so shiny, so many.



As the night fades, the sun  warms the day,



The breeze picks up the flowers in a dance, and your hands warm my soul again,



with the rays from the suns warmth and the shadows of the colors show the love inside your touch.



Written by:©Betty Bolden

4-30-04



All poems are copyright!©


Details | Light Poetry | |

The Day God Blew a Bubble.

God blew a bubble, with me floating inside.
Up and up it went, over the countryside.
I floated above mountaintops, mingling with clouds.
Then I bounced down lower, yet above the crowds.
I blew with the wind, visiting places; I could only dreamt of!
Laughing, I looked down on the ocean; as I continue to float above!
I continued on my journey as the wind carried me.
I saw many more sights, as I continue on bouncing.
I zipped around trees and floated above fields.
Gathering up a plethora full of fragrances’ that each of them yield.
God said "it was time to go home" with a tender smile.
Then I asked God, if he could stay around for awhile.
I floated down gently and before the night was through...
Back in my bed, God whispers to me "I will always carry you".


Details | I do not know? | |

Beauty Is

Beauty is an ethereal mother
That’s elegant touch
Showers sweet, freed water
Distilling the very strangles
Of a gripped heart.
Its kiss bathes your lungs
In a silk freshness
And softens the folds
In coiled palms.

And in life we can hide from nothing.

A mother comes
As gently as her absence
Where she drifts,
And you hang, a free arm
On the banister,
Squatting down from the shadows
Making checks on the carpet
And learning how to stand.
A latch turns
And you dissolve the floors
Into a cushioned spill
Praying that this is the norm,
Praying you remain unstirred
And that there comes no dawn.

And in life we can hide from nothing.

The search for beauty
Is one of worth.
Where you breathe in each shade
That presses hands against
Scratched window panes
And stare the nothingness
With both eyes
And open heart.
When the howl of a dog
Sounds through your mobile,
And you listen,
And you wait,
And you work with full embrace.
For another glance
At the ethereal,
Before it turns as gently
As it comes.


Details | Free verse | |

I Wish

I WISH

That i did not have to see people on the streets
with no home, food
or even water or money to live on.

I WISH

I could be in a band and be all i can be
like the birds and the bees
and how they fly so freely

I WISH

That her heart wouldnt be broken and maybe if he loved her
she wouldnt have died she would have lived forever in his arms

I WISH

That everyone could get along and that we all could be at peace, maybe the war would end 
and the sound of music can play again

I WISH

that her or his bully would see if they keep up all this hurt and fear that they put on someone 
else by huritng them will soon end the world in sadness

AND I WISH,

My art could sing like the lyrics of a song
and that everyone could see the art teens draw from there own hearts
and there bleeding minds of there souls.


Details | Quatrain | |

Safe

It's like a weight lifted off of my heart;
I am no longer torn apart.
Thank God you are safe;
Everything is okay.


Details | Rhyme | |

THE CHOICE OF ONE'S HEART

Parents are very fierce on expectations by holding the rod....
they mean well, but they crush or ignore their teens' wishes;
not all are meant for professional careers, others choose trades
to express themselves in the best ways they know how.


My dad wanted me to be an aircraft engineer, 
but I rebelled and chose a writing career;
I disappointed him a lot by disobeying...
but as much as I love airplanes, I prefer writing.  


I envision those airplanes as thoughts traveling through space on floating clouds,
and they are lovely indeed...like the fearless birds flying past the hazy horizon;
I wonder how any pilot finds the courage to fly them without looking down...
I peaked through that window: all I saw was a blue Earth with majestic mountains. 


Being a writer is not a guaranteed profession, or a tale from rags to riches...
its the happiest one, but it's full of personal satisfaction and self esteem;
there's none like it, and on that expectation, I've built my childhood long dream,
but the biggest thrill of all is to see your words translated in many languages. 


Sadly, my dad passed away and his bitterness I recall with pain;
it wasn't an act of disobedience, but a matter of choice, or even worthiness,
and the choice of one's heart always seems to be the right one!
Can anyone among you see my refusal as betrayal, or a desire for greatness?


Details | Narrative | |

Message to GOD

Forgive me father for i have sinned, bless me for i have repented.
Now i truly know the power of the lord upon this blessed land
I have seen this worlds true colours. For these people there is hope.

The gardens of earth watered with the blood of tyrants.
Leveled out by the sweat of heroes.

I hear your name whisperd through the wind.
like chinese whispers, it gets mislead and twisted.

I see your image perfectly crafted upon each of us.

You give us a spirit, you guide it. but like a feather in the wind it blows off course
We are brought into the world, being told lie after lie, subliminal messges are the truth.
We stumble across the truth by mistake but we ignore it, asif it were not there.

We live in a time of need, we need our gaurdian angel to continue to guide us.
To guide us through the dark world of decietfulness,
To keep us warm from the cold hatred thrown upon us,
To shelter us from the hailstorm of lies.

People are losing hope, they no longer believe,
but i have not given up.

We need you to return to help bring the world back to order,
I'll travel to the far ends of the world to discover the truth,
I'll sail the bluest of sea's to find peace,
I'll fly through the clearest of skys, fluffiest of clouds to find out what awaits me in heaven


Details | Free verse | |

"The Cold Line Of Living With Eyes Open And Def Ear's"

I woke up
My room shines bright
Moon light is pretty tonight
Barely strenght to move but effort is my fight
Clever move to stand up
Now the walls blow up
The sky is dark
Moon becomes red
Candles turn off
An old blood mad like hell
Again same story
Is our time to leave
To die
Let's go sleep

I woke up again
Oh it was a dream
A rare and fast one
Now let's stand up
I only test my limits
Not god's
Big bang
Walls fall
Kindom sleeps
We are destined for this
Kindom falls
We shine bright
Moon sleeps helplessly 
The sun is far from home
God save us all
Help us
Arrows fly torched with flame
God believe us
A night of deception have woken
Resurrection of a statue
The cross is not carried by no one
Then let this arrows burn us alive
Torched with flames 
Oh it burns us all alive
Saved by messiah
Oh we still die
Help us all

A fair toll to pay
A bright moon to worship
A beatiful night to sleep off
A world of desires rises
A mankind full of sins
A god mad at his creation!


Details | Free verse | |

Nerves Gone Wild

Nerves in a jar, my life is a mess
I hurt form this world as my poem suggests
Cut from a rose that smells no more
Healing like a dove thats flown shore to shore
What became of our love thats anybodys guess
We forgot about thinking, now about what comes next

Some of the times I will remember more I will forget
It hurts today tommorrow I will give it my best
My head becomes heavy my mind becomes my nest
What to do with all of the love I have here hidden in my vest
Come to my sences my heart in my hand
I think about all of the things that I can
My now today I understand
I can will you the love to better comprehend
From here I wish you the world
The universe a best
Untill you are willing 
The person beside me is only a guest


Details | Free verse | |

Beautiful Children

Singing around in love;
Smiles built from the ground.
Holding hands in the dance;
Laughing with brothers and sisters,
All in His Glorious Name.
Throughout His perfectly sculpted land:
Look around because this is it;
Look around because this is love;
Look around and know, understand, comprehend,
Rejoice because you are perfect;
You are God's beautiful children!


Details | Free verse | |

Scarred Tissue

scarred tissue i don't miss you i don't wish you were the better of me i don't care much for surveillance but it tempts me to burn out inside everybody's lying scarred tissue i really miss you i really wish you had got the better of me you see, i need that bad beat sometimes 'cause everybody's fine yeah, everybody's fine that's what on my mind For even Elvis reigning in his castle sometimes lost battles, immortalized forever tell the stories of the glories of mighty Aphrodite the most beautiful sin in existence bright was her smile all while the while evil stirred grinning storm clouds castles in the sky castles in the sky made for you and I grand castles in the sky sometimes re-invent your self just for indulgence stray from the normal path for it was one of a kind but I'm already under influenced sometimes a knowledgeable bright shining star fades away into the darkness shall come back in rebirth I know it sounds tragic but that's what I heard every bird has wings wings to fly away any chosen day into my dismay a beautiful array wings to start a new inner strength attitude because I'm in stride with you on another level soon a game worth winning is the reason we play life can be desperate at times but I find its beauty truly basking in the sunlight of midday so as I wave before a wave washes me to the shore I seek every day has been worth the while for the while stays wildly embedded in uniquely threaded scarred tissue


Details | Free verse | |

Driven

The keys rattled gently in his pocket.
Gradual jumps like the ocean,
Peaking with every heart
Or every step.
The music was in sleep
Allowing silence for thought
To contemplate on the sun,
Of this clean, clear October.

He sunk his eyes into the core
Of pale and fresh above,
Ember, his numbed head rocked from
Slow and forced breathing,
Suppressing the smell of deep,
Deep purity
Yet conscious of the high brick wall
Where the wind taps
Like a faded voice sighs through a lost keyhole.

He was greeted distantly
By early-anthem families,
Walking the dogs
Or singing with linked wrists;
Sipping at the last, smoked bowls,
And the circling of the roads.
How they would pass,
With a stranger’s recognition
And mutter as they retreated;
 “His hair is thinning!
His eyes are fixed, like
The bolt in a crossbow.
His arms are depleting
For slow, heavy breathing...
Yet his eyes are fixed.”

And sometimes they pass alone;
A little too close
With their gaze separate.
Their tight coats
And pocket smokes,
While they sway to poisons.
How a smile can turn damp
At the thought of past brothers.
And how a passing car can sigh,
With misunderstood pity.

The lamplight’s warming,
The Gutter dweller’s dawning,
The dented camber’s pouring,
The rugged throat with it’s sweet inhale
For the decisive steps
And the vivid gold Yale.

Dream in encumbered times,
Where the destination is a home to rest.
And you walk a shadow amongst the binds,
That break the folds of your armoured vest.
For my ear is a raven,
For my feet are hooves,
For I make a thousand strides,
Within these tightened shoes,
And my arms are not depleting,
And my slow and heavy breathing,
Is only the product of the season,
And will soon falter for my reason,
And my hair can never thin,
While the lamplights never dim,
And my strides will form the door hinge,
That stands so high across the fringe,
And I find lavender in the bins,

While I...search my empty pockets.


Details | Grook | |

Understanding With Patience

Coming to those that wait
Missed by those who do not hesistate
Lustful passions that make sense
Arising from the obscene


Details | Lanterne | |

Outside This Reality

              One
         Must choose
     Where they want
         To or not to
              Exist


Details | I do not know? | |

Timeless

Many speak of courage and the dragons that they meet

But what of the dragon within, deep within the deep

A beast so terrifying, it’s made many a strong man weep

No flames bursting from its maw

Instead a song so captivating it lulls you to sleep

All other dragons are scales in its hide

One must enter its lair alone and bow at its feet

You must respect its power before you draw your sword

Because once you stab its heart you in turn pierce your own

Mustering this kind of courage is no easy feat

By killing the dragon you also kill yourself

You are reborn in the womb of wombs

You awake to the world humbled and renewed

For it's embracing the truth of this beast
That allows you the clarity to recognize peace


Details | Free verse | |

The Spark

It was overwhelming, it was lovely
It was my definition of forever, it was empowering
I spread it into the sea
Into space, time, and everything in between or beyond
I spread it into their souls
I spread it throughout the forgotten dimensions

Betrayal, a curve ball
Unexpectedly knocking me from this universe
I floated, away from everything i had seen
I was spread, beyond the city
I was spread, further from the seas

Closer to the bottom
The light became dim
The light became an illusion
The truth had been unfolded beneath
Like a trench, eager to sub duct innocence of loyalty
For I had traveled so far...

The spark, what is now a burden
What now burns
For once, it lit the way
It guided the way that the mind created
The illusion we were eager to find

Now all that is left
And of course,
Only the foolish search for the spark


Details | Ballad | |

Queen of The Vultures

One step into her aflamed path
With even an intention so good
Anyone could, yet none should
She knits your lips with her name
So you won't remember 
the one who's heart you hold
Your lovers' bane

Her Eden's Revenge is all she contains
The destruction of your soul is all that remains
The Queen of Vultures and Wargs
She serves Asmodeus and nothingmore
Sitra Achra you will surely find
Misstress of Mayhem
The lights grow dim 
You've found the blood of your love

"Just dream if it was only you and me
Far into the left side far from The Hand of God
Run with me into the deeps of Sitra Achra"


Details | Monorhyme | |

He's A Soul Man

<                            I'm through being thoughtful but glad being thankful
                              Enough is enough so I'm grabbing horns on the bull
                              Thank you for opening eyes to life's hidas tolls
                              Thank you for letting me watch my little girl grow
                              Thank you for many illuminated winters snow
                              Thank you for giving me rivers that flow
                              Thank you for my flourished garden to hoe
                              Thank you for taking this ride nice and slow
                              Thank you for my heavenly kingdom to go
                              Thank you for even my uncle named Joe
                              Thank you for letting me meet others I don't know
                              Thank you for letting me be a part of this show
                              With these tools given to me I tend to be thankful
                              For life can be sometimes cruel too and that's no bull

                             ~  Thank you dear Lord for being my soul's driver ~
                              
     

Entry For
Adeleke Adeite's
Through Thoughtful Thankful Contest
G.L. All


Details | Rhyme | |

An Angel Of Heaven

He came hands down, to me, 
knowing him,Is A blessing, as he,
drew me in, Lusciously, So
proud to say he is "MINE," An Angel of 
Heaven, I wear his HALO, pure 
as gold, hand n' hand, I love 
him throu n' throu, In depth 
with my heart, And soul, I bare 
his strength to carry me, with 
his almighty "KING,"Where he 
crowned, Me his "QUEEN,,,"
Above heavens "GATE.."




Dedication to:
Richard Palmer


Details | Lyric | |

Moon Light Bright

                                                     Moon Light Bright.

                                                Oooh you shine so bright 

                                in every full autumn night without your friend in cite, 

                                       that helps you dominate the night sky 

                                                with your dens chilling light 

                    which helps me seek my ways throw the hunting mystery of the night,
 
                                                  without a single flashlight.

                                        Theo I wish on every day and every night 
 
                            nature can deliver such a beautiful cite... Moon Light Bright.



Poetry 2/23/11 by Keith K. Relf


Details | Rhyme | |

God's Symphony In The Sky

Wispy, delicate tendrils of pink and purple shades
Float in orchestrated transformation across God's morning stage
A new day is awakening as the sun arouses from its sleep
Leaving behind the night slumbering in His Universe so deep
Waiting for another eve to share its golden moon
To play a magical interlude in God's dramatic melodious tune 

All creation is majestically playing His music in the clouds
Each concert welcomes all people and any size of crowds 
Free tickets are given to everyone who wishes to attend
No reservations will be needed, as God's concert never ends
Come as you are, no fancy dress code is required 
Just come and watch whenever your heart desires 
Everyone is cherished, there is no minimum or maximum of age 
All are heartfully welcomed and desired before His magnificent stage

There will never be a lack of tickets or any sold out shows
They will be conducted by God, the Maestro of a beautiful adagio
Magnificent performances run continuously day by day
Please come and celebrate this dawning or evening as you may
If you miss this matinee please come back for another of His splendids
Another performance will begin as soon as one has ended

There are fresh new beginnings each and every day
We extend His loving invitation to all who wish to stay 
Please come and join us, perform if you desire
No experience or resumes will ever be required
All that is needed to view…
Is your loving heart and You

                                             Love To All,
                                             God and His Angels


Details | Rhyme | |

Crossroads

At times a choice must be made,
Do you turn left or right?
Some roads may look an easy walk,
But truth’s not always in sight,
The easy option may just be,
That mountain track overgrown,
And the tougher walk might just turn out,
To be the path newly mown,
But at the crossroads you just can’t tell,
So traveller beware,
The choice can be a tricky one,
No wonder that Satan waits there!


Sharon Bell


Details | Enclosed Rhyme | |

My sinister fits

Out of many days of my disturbed life
This year twenty thirteen is a blessing
I have ever seen -a satisfied wish.
I am now free from often fits for life.

In the previous years, I have prayed from
The ruding consciousness and wield disease.
Morning to night fever; morning and night fit:
A half of my age in the midst of storm.  

If it is headache, I would say 'normal',
But it is abrupt migraine. When it strikes,
It can make the patient seems like a liar
Before those that know when he is normal.

This migraine is not the usual fair ache,
It's one outlandish momentary freeze-
Freezing brain, closing sight and freezing quill.
'Unorthodox! Isn't it?' was my ache. 

31/03/2013


Details | Light Poetry | |

CAN'T BEAT THE DEVIL WITHOUT GOD

he still under the lords will
no matter what you do
he will control you
be strong and hard
CAN'T BEAT THE DEVIL WITHOUT GOD


Details | Rhyme | |

Color Blindness

We are all Gods' children, this we must confess
Our different colors and sizes are manifestations of his gifts
The content of our character, that's what we should express
When we reach out to each other
That's when we experience Gods' best


Details | Quatrain | |

Few Days Of Love

Few Days Of Love.
 
 
If two days are what a soul receives,
are those days for loving adequate,
when a blissful spring, the garden leaves--
is the right response to blame the fate.
 
When two days are all a soul does need
such a trek cant deem a lover then,
might all us consume our bodies greed
and give this world more lonely men.
 
For two days are what a soul had found,
should the love regret this painful grant,
to a lucid dream the trueness bound
while in craving that which have you cant.
 
Why two days are what my soul did bring!
and did bring with them, the perfect love,
I have embraced it like a gifted wind
and embraced would die, in fleeting of.
 
But, two days are what my soul did get,
so I love my dame to the full extent,
for no realm can such a clock beget,
at a quit which wont our love lament.
 
So two days are what my soul did gain
and did the error of loving commit,
you can lock me up, and write me pain,
but never two loving souls can split.
 
 
R.N.Khan, © 2012


Details | Free verse | |

Ventana Thoughts

These are all ruminations that arose from a recent backpacking trip in the Ventana Wilderness


Needing to bring spiritual realities
into the press of raw humanity,
amongst the most humble
the dreamer seems visionary.


Addiction is a mirror;
if I look into it for long
I will see myself
attempting suicide.


With my conscious mind in tow
I descend into my heart
through imagination,
there learning your memory
is the sunshine
each new day bears.


A covey of fat
mountain quail and me,
we surprised each other
on the trail this morning
at just past six,
the significance of this not eluding me
having already had my manna.


In a field of false lupin
spilling the earth 
an unearthly blue
surrounded by young madrone
of vibrant green and neon brown
sprung from the ashes
of disastrous fire
i chanced an encounter
with One who has all power
in taking a chance
on His love


They are
perhaps not stars
but distant openings
windows to beyond
to back where i started from,
ever His intention
i find my way home


It would make more sense
were my gray matter
yellow, or white
with a goldenrod center,
given the scrambled
and fried responses
it comes out with 


Little glimpses
leaving hunger for more,
poetry draws me into 
an other's life:
just because I wasn't there
doesn't mean
I can't recall it.


A non-entity with ambitions
inured to my own strangeness,
being published gave an air of respectability,
the way squirrels are saved
from looking like rodents
by their bushy tails.


In process he found
a self-worth being, then
a self worth becoming, and
a self worth revealing.


Details | Free verse | |

Universal Soldier Reality Creed

THIS is my Reality, There are many like it, but this one is 
mine,
My Perceptions of it are my best friends and "enemies",
For this is my illusion...
... I must master the balance of my emotions,
My reality, without yours is useless, For lack of mine, yours 
seems useless, 
Thus inspiring coexistence,
I must evolve my reality anew, 
I must shoot straighter than anyone whom conspires 
against me,
I must bless ye, lest ye confuse me,
I WILL...
My allies and I realize that what counts on the subliminal 
battlefield,
Are not the rounds fired or the smoke they create,
We understand that it is the hits that count.
We WILL win this war…
My reality is of my own design, JUST as I, therein is MY 
conception,
Thus, I shall fear no “evil” along the path in the valley of 
confusion...
I understand its’ weaknesses, it’s strengths, its strategies, 
its accessories, 
its sights and its intentions.
I will evolve my reality clean and ready, as I am clean and 
ready.
Before God I swear this creed...
My perceptions of self are the defenders of my reality,
We are the masters of thine "enemy", We are the saviors 
of mankind.
So be it, until the illusive veil of existence is drawn back 
and thine "enemies" subside.

Courage to change the things I can

~Zachary Allen Jackson~


Details | Dramatic monologue | |

TRUE BLUE OF THE DEEP

....simply beautiful... it is of beauty to simply write such love letters of poetry, letters joining hands within a sky of words setting a background, upon the "Sea", setting sail.. within a wordsong, as playing winds, just swirl around beautifully of air, that blows a kiss to an angeled choir to sing in perfect key, life, the spice, the scented beauty of a rose in full bloom, the scented beauty of a heart beat, beating in time, with rhyme being so kind hearted and true blue of the deep.


Details | Free verse | |

The Imperfections of Humanity

We are not aware of what we are capable of
nor whether if it's wrong or right.
We sometimes have the will and might
and many of us will stand up and fight.

To show courage and strength
takes determination and motivation.
Wait.....
What am I talking about?

We cheat, we lie, and make mistakes.
We're not perfect in any way.

We weren't made to live forever
but made to live and wilt away.
We suffer through pain and it's hardships
And even sometimes experience love.

Yes, I've had thoughts of suicide
so I can fade away.
Realizing I had issues...
I didn't care.

I've always known who I was inside
and never gave up. 
I'm no philosopher like Socrates
nor do I have a college degree.
But I was raised to be somebody in this world
even if I'm going to fail countless times.

Enough about me.
Lets talk about the human race.

We will get up when knocked down.
We will fight for people we love.
We will live life like it's our last.
We will love ourselves for who we are.

We are only human.
Our imperfections is what makes us perfect.
Therefore, we are perfect in our own little way.


Details | Free verse | |

I Come With Love

Dead sores and bruised toes
Up and down the silent shores
Cuts deep, drilled by poisonous foes
In and out of dungeons and dangerous holes

Skeletal thin; hardly covered with skin
Shallow faced and hollowed cheeks up my chin
Been traveling in deserts violent and mean
Sad nights, weirdly pitch black and dim

Up, through and under misty mountains void of life
Stumbling and falling I walked on in the dearth of light
Now torn garments and a skeletal shadow braces my sight
Startling and bearing witness to the consequences of my fight

With bruised toes and sores thus I come
With deep cuts drilled by foes, I arrive home
Past misty mountains, through, up and above
I stoutly come home with love


Details | Senryu | |

' Not A Means To An End ... ' 53rd Senryu

‘ Not A Means To An End … ’      53rd  Senryu


            Not Just A Car-Pool
   It Takes True-Love, To Refuel
      … Stubborn-Journey-Mule


      (Love ... Is A Two-Way Street)


Details | Epigram | |

Forecasting The Future Be

It may be difficult for one to find
For the truth is always laid out in time


Details | Couplet | |

Believe and Forgive

Introduction: Sometimes your life sinks down a little, 
And when it does try and fight for Islam and have faith in Allah, 
ask for His divine guidance, believe and respect everyone, 
don't hold any grudge against someone, 
forgive them and surrender completely to Allah
And believe in His graceful light.


Don't fall apart,
When light fades away
Look deep in your heart,
Allah will aid your way

Nothing feels wrong,
While nature sings song
Days go along,
Until we're gone

Don't deceive,
Just learn to heed
Do believe,
And you will forgive.


Details | Free verse | |

We are where we all belong

I do not know what happened 
before I became a singer, yet Agbozo says
we are where we all belong on this earth

they say the dog does not birth a child in public, 
to whom should I give my song in this hot noonday
when some say I should cover my face with my hands
that good things of this world some have it others don’t
that is why Agbayiza tells the wayfarers 
we are at where we all belong on this earth

yesterday, I carried my sorrows on my shoulders
like a net but I met an evil god on the sea at Azizanu
so I came home with my sorrows on my shoulders
and told the people in the town that the sea was bad
Agbayiza, listen to me, in the middle of my speech
all mad dogs of Agbogbloshie chased me to Ghostland

The royal palm says he does not talk in vain
it is the whirlwind that provoked him
what made bats to hide in eaves and come out at night
is known only to the Creator God and not us

Kofiloto, lets cry together, I’m a pilgrim of sorrow 
tossed in this wide world with nobody to hear me
they say what happened to you yesterday
and your wives run away to marry strangers
has become the flood waters ravaging my farmstead 
and now people want the son of the eagle
to turn a beggar in the market square

Why is Afitor and her people bellowing, yearling fuming
like a hippo, like a voice of thunder angry like a smallpox god 
terrorizing people in every stead, in every market square 
maybe I’m like a swallow imprisoned in the rafters of the rich
and they want to kill it and throw it onto the dunghill
but Agbozo, when the sea dries can’t you walk home
or when the market is closed don’t the sellers go home
it's always the useless dancer who blames the drummers

Akpalu once said, he lives his life in an anthill
That termites are his next door neighbors
Should anyone wish to love him that person should know
He is not alone, he lives with termites in his anthill
You said this tree is barren; it has no shade for your tired self
Why then are you wailing that it denied you comfort in the sun 
Or maybe the wailing is for your regrets

It was Kamasa who said he wished the diviner could tell him
why one mother gave birth to four children
one is A?uefunawo, another is Gb?gbl?bu, 
one is Deafeamekp? and the other is Enuemekpe 
N?vinyewo, we are where we all belong on this earth
when they birth me the priest did not know I’ll survive
so you too is surprised I didn’t turn a beggar at the market square 



Details | Bio | |

On That Day






        ********

On that day where
            He..
Shall come' for Me
        ------
I will be free..
        ------
A Mighty Trumpet
           - Or -
   A Mighty Sword
An instrument for Thee
          Fore
   To travel with Him
     Would make a
Glorious' Sound
Unto the Lord...
   Indeed


          Poet Author
          Gary Fields


Details | Narrative | |

The Barman Legend

Another week ends and here I am once more. Friday evenings I sit, and my friend you pour. I drink to the gods who delegate my fate, a toast to a lover, a colleague or mate. You are "The Barman" a legend in your own right. You pour out the numbness, and soak up sins of the night. Stories are your rubix cube, a toy to pass the time. You listen with intent, a gate keeper in his prime. This week was different, there was a twinkle in your eye. You noticed, I noticed, and your smile was rye. A glance to your hands, and I see the crimson of blood. Your the legendary bartender, but are you evil or good? The tales you've absorbed, full of hatred and love. Which ones have you focused on, the flames or the dove? Suddenly I notice the bar is now empty. It's clear you are twisted, my one confession was plenty.......


Details | Dramatic monologue | |

NO MORE TEARS

The world is a perplexing place
So much beauty and so much evil all tied into one
I started having fun when I was way too young 
I’ve walked down both sides of the tracks
The adrenaline rush was like smoking crack  
Being naive and carefree I thought I was living the ideal life
By the time I was fifteen I had experienced it all
Sometimes I managed to pull myself up
However temptation was too great, despite knowing the toll
I felt like I had lost my soul
I didn’t realize I was just being used and abused
I used to think I was being cool, but now I realize I was surrounded by a bunch of dumb
ass fools
People I thought were my friends all did me wrong in the end
I put my trust into the wrong hands and then one day reality struck
I found myself stuck
I learned the hard way
I literally found myself fighting for my life and ended up being taught the strength
The strength I had within myself all of these days
I refuse to live in fear
That’s when I decided to change my ways
I was forced to grow up way to young
My life had been like one disastrous play
I took back control in every plausible way
I could no longer kick and scream
For I was done living in this catastrophic dream
It was my fight to fight and it was all up to me
There are no magic pills, no quick fixes
Only I could choose to remain a victim
I get upset if anyone takes pity, even though a few years were extremely gritty
I found my inner strength on my own, even when the stress makes me feel like I am about to
drown
Like a erasing the scarlet letter I shall no longer where that frown
I chose to let myself be free
Knowing I am the only one who holds the key
The key to unlock and release myself from the pain
Now everyday is like a surprise
I see the world through a fresh pair of eyes
I take advantage of that as much as I can
I try to look for the beauty and pureness everywhere I turn
I would not let myself be tainted from the past
Life passes by so fast
Forget the scary things I have done, for in a moment you can be gone
Take that leap of faith and wear a smile upon your face


Details | Rhyme | |

Fame

She dreams of a throne
where she is not alone 

Dreams of stars 
That aren't to far 

Wishes for peace 
where pain is least 

Hopes for grace 
where she can see his face 

And still know her fame 
hasn't changed 
her name


Details | Couplet | |

In A Land Called Fantasy

The shadows loom above my head
Filling the village, we're full of dread

The mountains behind me shake violently
Yet I see something bright, near the sea

A break in the clouds, sun shines down
Upon Gossamer's Palace- like a flowing gold gown

And though we are far from the palace
I no longer feel a dark malice

The fog that drifts by the sea
Comes closer and closer still to me

I no longer want to stand in the dark
I want to hear the song of the lark, the sun's spark

I take off on foot, to travel the road
Eventually to go to the castle's abode

The path is blocked on the straighter way
But I cannot, no- I will not stay

So I travel on a dirt line in the grass
Tenderly, as if my feet on shattered glass

It takes me farther, and I am lost
It's getting cold, I feel the frost

Everything seems the same to me
And I pray, I pray so fervently

And I travel on, without much change
Waiting for the scene to rearrange

The road seems tedious, withered and long
But despite the setbacks, my hope isn't gone

For still round the corner there may wait
A new road or a secret gate

that'll bring me safely to the place
I've dreamed of with a smiling face

And to my delight as I round the bend
the selfsame scenery is at an end

i hear the waves, I see the light
And there's the palace shining bright

the magic mist surrounds the sea
And I'm happy in this land called fantasy



Details | I do not know? | |

warriors poem

As the blade leaves the scabbard
As light hits the virgin steel
The emotions well up inside me
And i begin to feel
i feel the lust of battle
as the katana slices through
through skin and bone and even souls
im no longer even thinking
all thought process lost
The sword has taken over
All emotion gone
Parrying and slashing to the swords sweet song
It sounds just like a mountain wind 
As it sweeps the valley floor
And glistens like a lagoon 
On an islands summer shore
So just as fast as it began
It stops so suddenly
As i wipe the blade with my fingers
To remove the crimson blood
as i push the blade into the scabbard
To send him safely home
That is the final note of the ancient samurai song


Details | Verse | |

Le Vacance Pretentieuse: Baggage Claim

Drained to my very heart by our slow-paced arrival, 
          I wander through tasteless decor to the metal arches 
                                                Beyond which a future is unfurled.
My bag’s innards are spilled like blood in the Bible
          Before the cold gaze of the armed man who marches;
                                                He holds the key to this new world.

The mechanistic arch stands and takes quasi-sentience 
          Beside passport control, piercing my finely popped 
                                                Eardrums with sonic solemnity.
I am refused by technology but stagger forward hence 
          Into baggage claim where a suitcase pile is propped 
                                                Up like a holiday Tetris calamity.

My suitcase is soul black and with difficulty is found,
          In its lucid eagerness to fasten itself a faux family;
			   Airports are filled with pretences.
Now we are away again, small trolley safe and sound,
          On the road from snow, heat is where I plan to be.
                                                Our intrepid journey commences...


Details | Prose Poetry | |

Confetti of Flesh

 
Would I rather go too slow,

Damp breath feeding the soil, 

worms to grow, an

old mans toil.

 

For me the answer is clear;

Though not today and I hope not here – 

To explode with love and feelings gold – 

Not too young and not too old

Wise enough to see my growth

But not old enough to have outgrown 

My sprit, 

Fun,

this place called home

That’s how to die

 

A confetti of flesh ruptures the Sky.

Feeding the air, water and earth.

Why you ask do I care how I die –

My love, that is the whole reason -

We’re here

to ask why.


Details | Rhyme | |

Hear These Words

I talk softly to not be heard,
Please God’s ears hear these words.

Be my guardian and watch my day,
Be with me at night and never stray.

The slightest hint of your presence gives me strength;
To hold my head up high to escape life’s stench,
I’m in a nightmare of the world…
I can’t be woken by a pinch.

Monsters are everywhere…some with Angel faces,
Trying hard to steer my tongue…
far away from my Graces.

I talk softly to not be heard,
Please God’s ears hear these words.

I’m like prey…there’s many wolves…they all want a piece,
Speaking loud would cause attention…
And have Evil notice me.
Alone I can’t survive…
I need your love to cover me.

I talk softly to not be heard,
Please God’s ears hear these words.

When you are with me…
I fear no tomorrow;
I can raise my voice to all Pain and Sorrow,
And give thanks to my Lord for the time let borrowed.

Now I feel you with me…I can feel the surge;
I feel the need…I must be heard,
Evil ears must hear these words.

I’m no longer the prey...I will not sit and hide;
I will stand my ground and pull deep from inside,
The power of God and see world's beautiful side.


Details | Ballad | |

Discovery

Mr Wise Man, show me the way
I can't keep walking into walls all day

Quitting jobs wasn't easy but the reasons we're wrong
I felt like I was feeding King Kong
Left my life to help those that need it
Got mistreated, left, all to repeat it

The lessons are eternal they won't ever change,
That's your gift to me so that I won't be deranged.
So now that I have gotten better please give me my strength
My life is something that is losing it's length.

Mr Wise Man, show me the way
I can't keep walking into walls all day

Tolerance has always been my strongest feature,
Made me forget about every evil creature.
Test my limits all you want, I know it's vital
That is all a case of survival.

I don't know why I just keep trying
In the end I know I'll be dying.
My faith has been put to test
A test that will put me to rest

All the worlds I've been to
All the places I've gone through
Every single man woman and child
Every single one would make another mild

Stronger than the rest
This should make me the best
Or maybe it's best I don't know
Maybe it's best I just go

So Mr Wise Man, don't show me the way
I can't keep walking into walls all day

I'll walk my own path


Details | Chant Royal | |

Back In Denial

Yeah Im feeling a lil too native tonight like Im on da rez like a youngster drunk and suicidal
 Poppin pills like Im poppin at my own people like they my culturalistic rivals 
I'm dying slowly like my culture yet Im still reading the about God and the Holy Bible
 I almost died not once but twice thats why I strive for survival 
Im a lil mad at God ever since he took my lil brother but I shall get over it in a lil while
 Im more greatful ever since he gave back life with my first child 
Living life up to this point in my life has now been worth the while 
time ticking away everyday on da rez like the sun dial 
so no time to waste any longer in this tribulation of another life to death trial
 I shall bring back all my lost long life culture files 
I am like a new trend people Im litterally making my own clothes with the Rez Life 7 style
 I shall overcome bull*****even if at times it gets me a lil riled 
Breaking through hangovers like out the stomach comes last nights bile 
Im litterally building onto whats left in my trash pile 
I aint going to stop until I have my legs crushed during the last mile 
I hit jumps in my car through life as it idles 
This is just but another life lived in gratitude I cant lie though 
It shouldnt matter too much in the end because I will be high Bro 
Insanely flying in the sky like an acrobatic physco 
Shooting through leather problems like a twelve gauge rifle 
so much it makes my own heart with a quick fix stifle 
Im gonna make it through my haters doubts with a quick glance as I smile 
I will bring back hope not to theirs or yours but my own before I end up back in denial


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Judgement Day

Judgement Day

The misconception about this day
Is that it’s just one day
Well today
You’re gonna hear the truth 
Now you can take it or leave it
But this is what I was sent here to do

Following the war of Armageddon
The earth will morn
It will begin the thousand year process
Of being restorn
For those who survive Armageddon
Hope will be your first born

Now let’s not confuse this moment in time
A day is a thousand years in God’s eyes
And if the wages of sin is death
Then that means
He won’t judge you on what you did before you died

So when the scrolls open, 
It doesn’t read your past 
It’s a new requirement that you must obey
So the earth you can reap at last

So no, you won’t be standing in a line
He will judge you on what you choose to do
During that time
It’s like a chance at redemption
A chance to be a part of a perfect condition
You’ll see your dead loved one and 
The past!
You won’t even mention

The earth will be restoring from the years
Of evil and pain
Cleaning out it’s core
Regenerating – becoming exactly like before
And even when witnessing and seeing all this proof
People will still deny divine force
Yes. And the 144,000 will rule as kings
Don’t believe me its in the verses at Revelation 14.


He has delegated this work in progess
Organized in a way you’ve never seen
And if you don’t heed the word
You will be destroyed
And you wont inherit the earth like the meek

So I say this
Get your mind right and you can
Experience bliss
Cause once the blaze is kindled
And he asks you to keep your head bowed low
You better conform
And if not you gon’ miss the boat

Now this day will come
It’s a time you cant prevent
But I can guarantee that no one 
Will suffer eternal torment
Except the Devil, the one He throws in the abyss

There is hope to fill the silence
And there is another chance
That’s why he died for our sins in advance
You’ve been warned now
So make sure you got a solid plan


Details | Free verse | |

The World Needs You, Lord

The world needs You, Lord;
We all need You too.
Alone, we battle and fall apart,
But we live joyful freedom with You:
Created anew in Your perfect image;
Saved,
Loved,
Changed,
In Your Holy Name!
We pray,
Amen!


Details | Sonnet | |

Matted Layers

I came from behind and my God at what I saw.
I was astonished and in disbelief seen by you.
I counted exact minutes with the seconds too.
But I stood there intact with no lines to draw.
 
There are many versions of Grace Verse’s law.
So I read through them one by one until blue.
So I picked up the torch it was all I could do.
I was a flame burning stoked in complete awe.
 
I gave glory to the Sun and Moon,
I exalted a few Stars along my way.
I even rode in on a cloud at noon,
It was a bright beautiful blessed day.
 
But there were matted layers of deception,
I guess you can only imagine my reception.
 
 
© Copyright: Ann Rich   2006


Details | Rhyme | |

No One Else

Strolling along the hot beach
Our feet are covered with sand,
The air is filled with romance
As we’re walking hand in hand.

Sitting by the warm fire
As we are sipping our wine,
You kiss me oh so gently
Sending shivers down my spine.

Listening, as animals sing
Their music all through the night,
It is only you and I
There is no one else in sight.

On a deserted island
Wanting your passionate love,
The moon above shines brightly
In the dark, black sky above.

Maybe it’s just a great dream
Yet hoping it will come true,
Wanting to share this moment
I’d only share it with you!


Details | Rhyme | |

Everything

Tie it up if it can fly.
Were are not done searching.
Let labels go and we may die.
None of this talk is purging
What are deepest selves means to shout.
And we still don't know what's it's all about.
Phooey, then.
Broadcast everything.


Details | Alliteration | |

I Am Today

Living, Learning, Loving
Fasting, Faithful, Fruitful
Determining, Divine Desires

Always, Aspiring, Ascension
Call, Creator, Come
Heavens, Holy Spirits, Help

Grain, Gaining, Growth
Dry, Drips, Drenched
Wells, Water, Wishes


Details | Free verse | |

The Light of a Child

There was a child born to man, who made every body smile.
Born at night but fair of heart, she made the morning rise.
She sprinkled the magical light of stardust where ever she appeared.

Her laughter filled the hearts of those who came close enough to hear.
Her sparkling eyes full of wonder filled every heart with cheer.
Her generosity dispelled the gloom and made the flowers grow.
Her fair contingence spoke of treasures, still as yet untold.
Her antics opened up the world, bringing vibrancy alive.
Her head would bow with prayers, which opened every mind.

Thru her came a radiance that chased away the clouds.
Thru her contentment came a peace that showered all around.
Thru her actions came a beauty that strengthened every soul.
Thru her love she filled every heart, till they over flowed.
Thru her came a wealth for all, through heart, mind, and soul.
Thru her came a restful peace which everyone proclaimed.

She really was a beautiful child, who was greatly admired.
And what would you name such a wonderful child?
I would name her Hope, wherever she is born.
I know you might have thought I was describing someone else…
But she was a precious token left to us, a much needed gift… 
From God and our Beloved Christ above, for our benefit.


Details | Lanterne | |

In an Irreversible Path

                 Try
              the will
       controlling change
                 fools


Details | Canzone | |

But Backsliding

Lesson not yet learned thus repeated
Retreated is stature because you transgressed
Mercy be shown but it be not quick
Earn you must through time and patience
Devotion must be displayed at day and during night
Out of sight you must have slide if fright not this


Details | Rhyme | |

OUR FIRSTS

I love experiencing all our firsts,
 The first time you walked me to my car,
underneath the shiny stars.
 mmmm our first kiss,
And how I couldn't wait 2 taste your lips.
 The first time we made love,
so confident and equipt.
 Never took our time for granted,
we were thankful for this gift.
 The first time you stayed till morning,
had me taken by surprise.
 To wake with this hansom man,
was all worth my wild.
 The first time we had a fight,
And saw who we really are,
 We still made the decision to love each other,
till death do us part.
 The first year of first holidays,
we spent building what we have.
 To turn our loved ones into family,
And continue on our path.
 The times we feel were worlds apart,
you'll always have my heart.
 And now to have you in our lives forever's just the start.


Details | Ode | |

A DRINK IN THE MORNING

Coffee in a cup, makes a cup of coffee;
just as an aroma from within, makes the air,

smell of flowers in the spring

...blossoms,
blooms,

time,

...a sweet thing, like sugar cane is to the tasting,
and the tasting is to stirring the dream,
flavor,

making flavored coffee
soul,

a drink in the morning.


Details | Dramatic Verse (Verse Drama) | |

ATMOSPHERE,

A lonesome dove

feathered white.

The branch strong,

time light.

...no "wait".

A dream.

really blowing a sweet breeze.

...no "wait".

A heart beat sitting in a tree,

spirit like,

...no "wait".

A rhyme.

...of atomosphere.


Details | Bio | |

Just Call I'll Come

I crossed the mighty water
When I heard you call my name

Found you waiting at a castle
Where the Red Dragon breathes it's flames

In the cold wind, rain and thunder
You came running to my arms
Screaming take me away forever
They can't buy me with their charms

As I held you tightly
I asked where that we should go
Take me home to Bridge Town
On our white charger Vivaro

So we crossed the mighty water
Far from dragons, wind and rain
To the love of all your own Kin
Where the children know your name


Details | Free verse | |

Eternal Battles: the good, the bad and the WITHIN, Part III

PART III: THE BATTLEFIELD
Kingdom of Adam, Kingdom of Satan
Among us HE exists preaching his constitution
And conspiracies 
Oh What Wicked Witty conspiracies 
“Blame on the Lord” HE whispers
Oh yes, simple relief of a great poet 
Playing greatly on the Bun of words
I’m Buried in the duties of life and 
Burdened by the holy ones,
I Rose I Rose Maya Angelou,
I was burned by the lies, 
Defeated by sorrows and murdered by neglect
Exiled my identity in a vast dry Sahara
Rambling through the sands of life 
Overwhelmed by the gigantic landscape;
And it comes again
The consecutive Sandstorm,
HIT
HIT 
HIT
I’m abandoned, I’m lonely, and I’m weak
My thirst is consuming me 
Yearning a tiny drop of forgiveness
And then the shining reflection,
The sudden revelation,
I’m infatuated by its distinct aroma and now I pursue its path
Like abrupt Goosebumps acquired from a good tragedy
I was stimulated and inspired,
Digging through the burrows of my deepest troubles
And confusion there it was an unveiled well
A volcanic eruption of yet another Identity;
My identity
I stood straight and strong..Filled my punched hole of 
Miseries in my guts and this time;
I raised my flags of victory

PartIII of the main Poem "Eternal Battles"


Details | Haiku | |

Unruly Child

Temptation resist
Failures given to test you
Obtain master self


Details | Lyric | |

You Ain't Shot Rapids

     YOU AIN'T SHOT RAPIDS
I've got a dream, but it's only a daydream,
that we're out sailing the sea,
or climbing a mountain, or shooting some rapids,
but you're doing it with me.
Oh, how I wish you would see things my way,
and these things would all come to be,
cause you ain't climbed mountains, 
and you ain't shot rapids,
until you've done it with me.

Climb a mountaintop with me.
Come and sail with me on the sea.
You've got so many worlds to find,
if you do it with me.

I've got a dream, but it's only a daydream,
until you let it come true,
climbing that mountain, and shooting those rapids,
it'll be me and you.
Oh, how I wish you would see things my way,
and these things would all come to be,
cause you ain't climbed mountains,
and you ain't shot rapids,
until you've done it with me.
.......................©  ron wilson

Yeh a song, it is on Youtube just search for "veebdosa" and then select YOU AIN'T SHOT RAPIDS


Details | Pastoral | |

The love I lost

It is with sad heart that I say my goodbye. 
It is there I will miss the smile you put apon my face everyday.
That just having you kept my heart pumping to where now it is dead of feeling. 
It is of a heartless soul to which exist within me. 
It is with anger and tears my eyes bleed. 
With that of a rose to which is of dead leaves,so does my being 
know of its feel to dry and die away. 
My sight is no longer there for like the fresh of breath he give me,it has vanish. 
I am just a person now and not a being. 
The love may still be there but it hurts me to take in deep air as my pain 
I feel on my chest is a kill. 
There I have lost the woman I love for life that once told,never look back. 
But to look back is the experience that life has taken,rather good or bad. 
But that of a trust to which was ripped and torn to shred. 
It was of a love one could know and feel. 
That to which made them stand proud to say I am who I am and this is my other half. 
One that only one could dream of with their eye's close but not to be pinch for awakening 
because their eye's where already open. 
It's there the pain hurts because loving you exist no more. 
That there is a void harder to fill and that's having you made everything seem so real. 
All blocks is gone because so am I. 
That you find nothing but an empty wall with no writting there with love but you 
find a man lost in the moment. 
Because their his love was strong for only one woman. 
He never really understand why she loved if she really did but them words touch 
deeply into a soul now torn to shred. 
But his love still is that one day it finds it's way back where it belongs and he may live to 
love another day instead of hating everything to which is now just life to him. 
But to love that specail woman that makes his world go round and time stand still because 
there she was everything. 
That now it's all just a dream. 
I Love~ them words doesn't even matter because thats all they was.
Were something to hurt the being because there it really doesn't exist but in the mind 
because my heart bleeds river of blood.


Details | Canzone | |

Undertaken Be Ye

Life be that of what thy navigation
Anticipation of what be in mind of all
Fame ye reasons for crossing the plain?
Treason be devout this what man brought
Deny you spiritual life exists is not truth
What will one yield plowing thru the field?


Details | Rhyme | |

EYE Don't See -Part 1-

My eyes
Pour forth feelings
That I’ve felt in the past
They make my heart ache…
Take it all away…
Oh my God…
They’re making me sink in dismay

When will they break away?
When will they give me a break?

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

Eye don’t see
A happy ending in this scene 

My eyes
Journeys into the unknown
Who knows what will happen…
They’re like hidden treasure…
They’re buried far below…

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

Oh my God…
They’re driving me insane
When will they see my reflection?
When will they heal the infection?

Eye don’t feel
Raindrops of hope and relief 
All I feel…is grief…
Eye sense no peace…

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

Does He hear
My supplications?
Does He sense 
My fear?

My eyes
Conceals the tears that dare to spew out
I feel trapped and lost without a doubt…
They erase my delight…
They seek my hurt…
Oh my God…
They’re casting me away into the perilous sea

And I’m left in my solitude…
My eye’s weeping…
And I’m close to my demise…
Only to find myself disappear…
When will peace throw out my fear?

Eye don’t see
A ship in sight…to save me from my demise
My lifeless body...
Drifts away in the wild ocean...
Without a sound...
Without emotion...

Eye don’t see
A rope to hold on to…
My hope for peace
Has drowned…


Details | Tetractys | |

Others Choose Not

Desire
that goes
beyond the 
physical realm
being a connection knowing not gender

Encompassing mind body and spirit
a connection 
beyond words
seldom
lights

A
fire in
souls whose hearts
have unified
a coexistence with the universe


Details | Rhyme | |

The Beauty of Life

Have you ever wondered what lies in your horizon?
Is it the wreckage of a wasted life or the beauty of Zion?

Creating and destroying; so on and so forth
Life continues, chaotic, steadfast in it's course

The order of all things is beyond our control
The wonderful earth, the awe-inspiring universe, even our own soul

To reach out, to grasp the stars, to embrace fate
Moving onward, have faith, resist the urge to hesitate

Achieve what you feel is right, say what you have to say
Do not live in fear, nurture love in your heart, follow your own way

Break habits, break patterns, break addiction
Be compassionate, be strong, live with conviction

Unknown is the destiny of everything that is
Embrace each moment, each day, have the courage to live


Details | Free verse | |

John Ashbery

We will often fight against the goads dealing in premortal slime 

It's the turning of the tide then exposed;

Through various loop holes we then get confused even feel used...

Faith is the substance of things not seen,

In neglect to what will search for a hidden need

While the entire world outside longs to see you bleed
As sadness in its beckoning call,

Faith is each personal toward their own belief

Shattered glass on its parchment door filled with sadness etched iin madness

Major Jackson & John Ashbery remarkable poetic historians amidst the timeless cloud;

A willingness to dare to explore fascination heads to the floor...

The promise in exploration during its tragic duration;

Still faith isn't intellectuallized it just is/

Words are endured through its timeless dialect filtered through the sand
Hoping someday all will understand it's delicate premise of realization
Fixed on an appease to please blatant fascination
The grass withers & the cards will fall as they may

In chosen asps filtered through its viable way
The bargain basement deal to seal its wholesome branded feel
Filtered through its beckoning call asunder is it any wonder the way our children deal?
Cheap thrills in the back of a car to cry 

Shelter lies dormant amidst the pain
Less of course I shall refrain in matters of emmense strain
In graduation the whole essential scheme ends
Within problems we get a glimpse of the appetite of friends
Shattered memory's with lines drawn in the sand
John Ashbery is the poets friend a very unusual man
In equated demise a word to the actual wise,
Poetry is heightened in the mystery essentially
The barbarians would quite often disagree in their lost pedigree
Through words expressed amidst the mesh with polished vest
In words one can look closely to its vested guess
Within a world that is many times upside down in some mess
I must confess the pillar of truth to relinquish its timeless cue
The very proud & few/

John Ashbery stood beneathe the heavy tide of the 1960's slide
In ovation in which he stood never in some dreary mood
A poets friend to strangers & even enemies
Along lines visualized in the shifting sand of vested memory
John Ashbery


Details | Free verse | |

Thoughts of A Song Writer

From my thoughts on the paper in which it lies, 
My everlasting passion is inked as it dries.
The way I feel inside, you might want to spy,
But if you pry, how will my lyrics surprise?
A song for thought will only leave a thought.
May sound difficult, but that’s just how I talk.
I was lost, but I found me.
Dreaming and believing that writing was my key.
The way it flows and the way that it goes pumps me to speak
the very thoughts that many minds chose to keep.
Many rocks I’ve kicked and many decisions I’ve made.
Any wrongs I take the blame.
Tic-tac-toe is only a game.
I plagiarize your eyes with the notes that I’ve taken,
A high note here and a low note there-
You’d swear I’m in your head when my song hits your ear.
Pain recognizes pain
And I’ve have my share of bandages.
 My vibes from life heals the permanent damages.
Thoughts of a Songwriter,
Reaches farther beyond the beat,
Over the lyrics on the sheet,
Not only is it about the speech,
 But more of what the message seeks.
True enough a theme is touched and a heart is rushed.
With the mind-throbbing picture disappearing 
Through the ink of my pen and revealed through your lens,
You can’t hear me, but do you feel me?
I cherish my talent and where it could possibly sweep me.
My doubts and my worries are beneath me.
I love for brighter days and pray for more things to pave.
Call my life my number because its infinite.
Thoughts of a Songwriter,
My mentality drips it.


Details | Alliteration | |

BABILONIA

I was born in Babylon
Everyday I want to be alone
I prayed not to get low
Everyday Babylon claim more soul
I just have to go, seek for more show
I grow with no shoes under my foots
Ganger is my food, 
Mosquitoes sing the reggae allover my room 
Webs block my views, killing my crews
What can I do to survive when am buzz

Where is that place to get crazy?
That place you cannot erase,
That camp with more space,
Where you don’t have to get late
That place where you just want to be free from
“Babylon” Babylon” Babylon…I want to be free


If there is a question, it should be about relation
My action will generate your reaction
Is substitution the way to be free from Babylon?
The game is always ON, grow horns like Capricorn
Cut the vegetables; let’s be able to be stable


Details | Rhyme | |

Oedipus

Know thy faith
before it's too late
Go to the land where trees are filled
and there the prophecies are fulfilled

Seek for the one
...a blind man

Keep your faith
and close your eyes
for all are not lies


Details | Free verse | |

Sliding Down

I’m hoping for my dreams to become a reality
I’m hoping for a phase of gratitude
I’m rejecting my hopeless fate
I’m accepting your side of the story…but don’t intrude 

Unexpectedly, I believe in love in first sight
I grab the rope for extra support
It burns like a vertical line of fire
I’m unable to climb, but I seem too far from my desire 

I’m sliding down the rope, hanging from heaven 
They’re distraught by my absence
They’re cheering for me from down below
I’m sliding down… 

I cherish you like my own belongings
I designed you on my bedroom wall
I have you displayed deep in my heart
Believe me – you’ll never split it apart 

Every day I long for your touch – you changed my life around
My heart is blazing like the zealous sun…I prize my freedom and progress
The world is spinning endlessly as I kneel upon my knees 
And I imagine the memories we share with each other 

I’m sliding down the rope, hanging from heaven 
They’re distraught by my absence
They’re cheering for me from down below
I’m sliding down…

When I reflect upon the joyous times,
My heart never fails
To pound vigorously for you
I’m sliding down 
I’m looking forward to spending the rest of my life with you 

I see the light in your eyes
I don’t see an insidious nature in you…
I wish I hadn't believed in the lies
I never felt like a hopeless victim until I gave in to the darkness 

I’m sliding down the rope, hanging from heaven 
They’re distraught by my absence
They’re cheering for me from down below
I’m sliding down…

I’m glad I've met you in the first place
We’re a perfect match – 
Don’t deny it…you made me feel handsome
We’re on the road of victory
We’re making great progress
We’re hanging on the edge,
But we were rescued 
From sliding down…

At least we’re kept ourselves alive……


Details | Rhyme | |

Restore the Walls of Jericho

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

They yearn,
“RESTORE the walls of Jericho!”

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

They plead and pray,
“Dona nobis pacem…”  

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

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

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

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

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

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

Don’t let the battle overthrow ’em!


Details | Verse | |

Taking A Magic Carpet Ride

Come one come all hurry do not hide
 I want you to come along on a magic carpet ride
 Cap in hand, sit don't stand
 We'll whisk away to our favorite land
 
Andrea Dietrich sit for a spell
 I will tell you now my magic tale
 Of days of adventure on foreign sands
 Left in wonder to what is at hand
 
Open our imaginations and figure out how to steer
 And then how to fly this rug or buy some beer


Ruth Courtney- Magic Carpet Ride Contest


Details | Ottava rima | |

Inclined Minds

Pulled off track well bad habits they attract
Forgive yourself first then write a new verse
Creating new patterns is how you subtract
At times you may curse yet you did rehearse
Increase your vocabulary learning exact
Discovery of new meanings quenches ye thirst
History has shown many had called it treason
Known only to a few be this new age of reason


Details | Verse | |

Deep in the Woods

Deep in the woods,

the branches dance in the wind,

wild and free,


Spreading their fragrance for

you and me.


Wild flowers sway,

as the wind try's picking them up,


Their roots planted firmly,

as they flow from side to side,


showing us all their glory,

and our makers touch inside,


shadows follow as they calmly go slow,

Deep in the woods,

time is well known,

as night takes hold,

until the morning,

when light takes control.



Written by:©Betty Bolden


Details | Free verse | |

Nevermore

We do not compare to one another.
My skin is the coal the people used.
Your skin is the powder the flappers adore.
My soul is deep and my heart is pure.
Pure as white!
Your soul is shallow and your heart is dark.
Darker than the skin my poeple hold.

We may not compare, but you are my brother.
Not by blood
or by class.
We are fused-
fused by lives we live and the past we lived 
We are connected forevermore. 

There was a master and he was cruel. 
The crakel of the whip was the electric shock of my greats.
There was no hope for the slave that cried.
There was no voice for the slave that would not hide.

Flight was the tantalizing thought.
The slave hadn't a chance to live in flight or freedom.
Their was only the need to fight.
Fight to live and fight to breathe.
Those greats so far down kept on fighting.
They kept on preserving.
They had their beauty that could never be touched.

White Man, White Man listen to me. 
I was the coal that was used.
I was the coal that was taken from its home.
I was the coal that was discarded and given freedom.

The flappers are young and they love their powder.
You will be used and you will become the slave.
I am the coal that is free.
You are the powder that is used.

My beauty will never will fill a white mans body. 
Too much has been seen and too much has been lived.
No white can hold ?my? strength and no white can hold ?my? beauty.
They are mine and forever will be.

My soul is deep and my heart is pure. I shall not be condemed to this life no more.


Details | Free verse | |

Aura

Shades of pine grafted in again resign
Shattered pine in elm certain grove alone
My meadow had a thorn certain credit
The factual harm of its heartless swarm
Featured within in the created design with pine
Eyes sharpened as a willow in garb
The tornado sequence has even the fog alone
Again tempors fly like never before
Blatant lies have come at no surprise
In parts unknown an aura of repute to harm 
Sound the alarm in fetters arm
Choirs of saints in regard to its beckoning drawn
Empire strain inside my brain fragments of cure
The surface of the sun has tainted my vision with harm
Sound the alarm agiain my faithful friend by whom we can depend
Shattered glass on the parchment floor
Aura
An impulse deep in regards to the heart
Shades of pine will line the volume of scattered pillows
A willow in derision you made a final decision
A thought provokoing reason to believe in
Shattered memory's in the moments of innocence with a plight of disbelief
We have soon turned over a brand new leaf
Timeless peaks in a swelll shattered fragments from within
A great design still sublime in its timeless parts the heart
Aura
Jim Morrison had it
Janis Joplin couldn't stop it
Jimi Hendrix sought this quick fix
An unbellievable call being caught in the mix!


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Subconscious On My Mind

She visits in my dreams,
A place that I love to go,
For when my body is sleeping;
My subconscious starts to show.

She is not the same as when I’m awake,
She is fierce and unafraid; 
She watches over the pillows,
Where my head is soundly laid. 

She has wings just like an Angel,
Only hers are made of light;
With brilliant rainbow hues,
Enough to shine throughout the night. 

To me she looks much older,
Maybe even wise; 
One look at me and I know,
She can see right through my lies.

For her and I are one,
No hiding from the truth;
She understands that I’m growing,
Developing from my youth. 

She never passes judgment,
For herself would be included;
Her thoughts are always brilliant;
And never convoluted.  
I’m referring to my soul;
Aged throughout my lives.
She gives my words their meanings;
And my body is what she drives.

Inspiring my movements,
And wiping all of my tears;
Her voice is mine but rings through,
My head and out my ears. 

Perhaps it’s her who is writing this,
Giving me the rhyme;
My subconscious and my consciousness;
Working together for all of time. 

Although most won’t understand this,
That it is about a different part of me,
Tonight under the full-moon;
I’m setting my spirit free.

Allowed to dance in the stars,
And run across the sky;
Only to return to our body,
Suppressing her urge to fly. 


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Along the way

A WOODLAND PATH IN THE DAPPLED SUN
HUSHED AND QUIET..

where do lead?
shall I follow you
or stop and return;
there  is no choice,
the past is gone,
the flowers dead

where go you lead!
your beauty brings delight,
each step is life
in vibrant hue;
there is no choice
but,to follow you

I know not where these footsteps lead
'neath leaf,in petalled flower seed
 
brian strand a woodland path contest june 6


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In Your Love

Every time you kiss my lips 
I am drowning, I'm drowning
Like a never ending abyss
I am drowning, I'm drowning
Every time you whisper I miss you
I am drowning, I'm drowning
In your love,  in your love.

Life doesn't seem dangerous
When I'm drowning, yeah I'm drowning
Don't take it so serious
Cause I'm drowning, yeah I'm drowning
I don't care what they think of us
Cause I'm drowning, yeah I'm drowning
In your love, in your love

~ Leonard Napierskie


Details | Rhyme | |

After death tonight

Live your life or die tonight
This is it, or is that right
Is there a life beyond my original sight
Until it comes, forever I’ll fight
Ruminating if I’ll see the light
Or another life after death tonight 


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EYE Don't See -Part 2-

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

When will you be set free?


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Dream Catcher

When the light of the sun begins to fall Echoes of thoughts begin to ball Drifting into a sleepless state Possibilities grow, at a relentless rate I open my mind, in a wonderland of no validity Emphasized by a walk, through a mirror of fluidity Children's laughter in a sadistic tone This dream is a nightmare, far from home The path I am walking........leads to a house Beyond the door, I wish for my friend, my lover and spouse As the door creaks open a figure is revealed I brace myself, my numbness is my shield A wrinkled hand reaches out from the black It grabs my wrist, leaving no time to fight back As I'm dragged into the darkness, the figure becomes clear The face of my victim, my deepest fear


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We Search For Direction

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

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

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


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SKID-OFF

On and off so it was
Though unknown, I see
A turn to bend, too fast I crush
Wind in
Wind out
Help beckons like a dream
Too soon am out
Though unknown, I see
To them my heart is glad
Be it unto them as they did unto me
Wind in
Wind out
He watched down on me
Concern filled to relieve
So it was to skid-off

©Kofi Asokwa-Nkansah


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Traveling Through the Fog

From time to time We all run into A fog of some kind Yes, even you do Your path becomes A big thick haze And then for some The mind reaches a daze Uncertainty can get you When it is so unclear Obscuring the view All around so near A type of trap maybe Inside a clouded mass Blinding the vision we see As if the fog will not pass I travel through just fine For me that’s when it seems To be my most favorite time To dream the impossible dreams When times are the toughest Where the darkest moments are Mountains are climbed highest And I reach for the brightest star Not one thing will stop me From dreaming of tomorrow My hopes go as high as can be Tossing away thoughts of sorrow We all pass through A bit of fog sometime Just remember it is true The sun will again shine Florence McMillian (Flo)


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Cassandra

The fractured imprint of Cassandra remains; 
burns bright; pounds at the gates, silenced. She says,
	"Keep Quiet, your words have power. 
Say only, "Let me be an instrument of your will, Lord." 
Tongues and ties will bind- an act of balance with no end.
In turn, opening His love for you, pounding nails in a board.

 "Your reward is not in this life: your reward is this life.
 Your gift: to experience the glory of Creation with all your senses-
	to learn to love like agape- an eternal constant knife
        that cuts what separates and tears down all fences.

The agents of 'separation' are manifested thoughts
        and actions of humans who fall into despair.
 Despair leaves little room for love- so love transmutes 
	into compassion, flows towards you unnoticed through the air. 
She absorbs the slings and arrows of despair; 
a well that when drawn from, overflows and waters your roots.

The 'weak force' is more powerful than the 'strong.'
Through a matrix, "singlets" are born from pure energy-
        born of an imbalance between Creation and Annihilation; 
everything seen and unseen in nature has won the quantum battle 
to exist for a while, but not for long.
	
Yet, the 'weak force' is often defined in terms 
        of  destructive radioactive decay- that mirrors 
processes observable on Earth. May we redefine
ourselves and each other backwards, from death to birth?
	
When the Magi presented their gifts to the Christ-
most precious and beloved, worthy gifts to a prince or a pauper.
And when He was grown, He said, "All gifts are equally beloved 
        and all men are princes and paupers."
 
There is no direct correlation: 
      Between what we sow and what we reap-
is everything under the sun. That which unites and that 
which separates to rule are the transient game. 
"Be not proud, for all your gifts and faults are tools, to help
you quantify the gifted and the poor the same."

Rewritten on 11/28/13.


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Resorts Still to Believing

That 
kindness 
means one feels
acts of giving
creates impressionable compassion

A self absorb and irresponsible
unrealistic
escapist
who has  
vague

Self 
image
meaning must
sacrifice life
because of their intuitive vision


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THE DREAMER'S DREAM

Switch 
on 
your 
listening 
ears
that 
I 
may 
narrate 
with 
tears
the 
experience 
of 
thousands 
years
just 
in 
the 
dreamland, 
with 
all 
fears

On 
a 
narrowbroad 
way 
I 
walked
To 
no 
one 
I 
talked
"This 
must 
be 
madness" 
I 
cautioned
Oh! 
a 
journey 
of 
experience 
I 
embarked

Alas! 
the 
dark 
narrowbroad 
way 
received
a 
visitor, 
fear 
my 
heart 
perceived
What 
herein 
am 
I 
to 
achieve?
A 
tournament 
am 
I 
to 
receive?

A 
turning 
by 
the 
left, 
down 
the 
road
I 
went
A 
turning 
by 
the 
right, 
down 
the 
road
I 
went
straight 
ahead 
I 
went
courage 
I 
rent

There 
where 
I 
couldn't 
rest
as 
the 
birds 
do 
in 
their 
nest
feeling 
like 
I've 
been 
put 
to 
test
Surely 
must 
I 
pass 
the 
test

Down 
the 
road 
a 
river 
I 
faced
My 
soul 
fear 
gripped, 
my 
mind 
raced
Dual 
voices 
in 
my 
ears 
sang 
duet
move 
on... 
          turn 
back...
                  move 
on... 
                            turn 
back...
confused 
state 
of 
mind
broken 
state 
of 
mind
On 
I 
went, 
forward 
I 
went
Oh! 
can 
you 
see 
what 
I 
saw?
a 
shinning 
bridge 
I 
saw
laid 
across 
the 
water
Oh! 
yes! 
a 
miracle
on 
it 
I 
crossed 
majestically
as 
a 
voice 
said 
to 
me
The 
Storm 
Is 
Over.


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Neverland

Sometimes I wish that I could be, a little boy who was just like me. When I was young and not afraid, of anyone or anything. 
   I'll take my time to lose it all. But learn to run before I crawl.  So far away from everything. That this cruel world has thrown on me. 

Hearts may break, as teardrops fall. But love and time, will heal us all. So hold onto, your happy thoughts. Grip childhood dreams, don't let them rot!

   I'll shake some hands, and crack a smile. I'm in no rush, I'll be here a while.  To face this world, all on my own. But in your arms, I'm not alone. 
   So take my hand, and hold it tight. Let's spread our wings, and take to flight. We'll break the boundaries, of any road. And go seek out, our pot of gold. 

Hearts may break, as teardrops fall. But love and time, will heal us all. So hold onto, your happy thoughts. Grip childhood dreams, let the bad ones rot!
   
Sometimes I believe in miracles. Sometimes I hate this cold hard world. 
Sometimes I just break down and cry. 
That's when my angels help me fly. 

Carry me, high upon your shoulders. Don't let me, grow any older. For Neverland, is where we make it. I'm happy now, no need to fake it. 
   In troubled times, I drift away. And let my childhood memories play. When lost and lonely, pick up the phone. Dear mom and dad, I'm coming home. 

Hearts may break, as teardrops fall. But love and time, will heal us all...
   



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God Is Sovereign

God in his sovereignty

The armor of God is left to avenge
My helmet gets clogged in such a venge;
We till the soil yet wait for the water to boil
God in his sovereignty & joy
We draw lines in the sand to understand
Yet for the sake of God we will stand
Inside we fall short of all known reasoning
Many don't know or care where they are headed
Some are embarassed in part
~

Gone are the days we used to frolic in our haze;

Today we are being stuck in a maze,

God in his sovereignty others are amazed,
With each new step they take a number will fade....


A choice by which to bare its frame,


While the intire world today is totally insane !


Details | I do not know? | |

2012

In the month of December,
On the twenty first day,
Of the year twenty twelve,
We begin a new day,
With a new way of thinking,
Comes a new way of life,
With this shift of perception,
Comes a world void of strife,
To obtain divine conscience,
One must conquer all fears,
Learn to balance their virtues,
To a point that is clear,
If we visualize beauty,
Love, truth and respect,
In our lives we will prosper,
That’s the karmic effect,
One mustn't dwell on the past,
Mustn't bother with ego,
Mustn't dwell on such questions,
As, in death where do we go?
Just let life take its’ course,
As it comes drift along,
Everything happens for a reason,
No matter how right or wrong!

Copyright © 2009 Zachary Jackson


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Blessings On Heart That Weigh

Confusion at best
Stanity to test
Proof is with the rest
Look not east or west
Felt on breast of chest

Good fortune all
Granting his call
Lifts those who fall
Facing a wall

Wished and hoped
for true gift
from above

but yet
this gift's

weight


Details | Didactic | |

One

There is a certain serene peace in One One is the completion of our entire exsistence If
you will accept it, we are One!!!!   One is as broad as it is deep and as deep as it is
wide. In One......there is nothing to hide, there are no limits.   There is ...nothing
under the sun that is not a part of One and the fullness thereof makes One complete.   One
life, One love, One hope, One faith, the greatest of these being love. The two shall
become one, the One shall not be two. This is truly hidden wisdom.   One vision, one
voice, one dream, one interpretation. The end of time, the fulfillment of days.   There is
only one day. Today is that day!!!   One day is like a thousand years, and a thousand
years, One day.   One breath to breathe, one soul within. Only One purpose that brings to
perfection One human race. This is the Holy One.   There is only One existence. There is
only One creation. There is only One destination.   The key is to understand the power in
the fullness on One.


Details | Ballade | |

Evil Enemy Tricks

A dream or vision one hot afternoon one day
A fell then thee evil enemy had came play
Being filled with much fear, so he wanted to steer
I had been driving in a car his house I found at night
Needing to stop for a rest his house be the only in sight
Social able and gracious he had invited me in
This is how the enemy plays his tricks
He was old and grey at least his face did display
“You look like an honest and loving chap stay here for a nap
There is nothing to fear no one can find you here”

No stars were above in the sky but yet I did not wonder why
The enemy had played one of his tricks
“Look at all these possessions that I have”
“They can all be yours if I find that you are worthy”
 “Allow me to show you how you can create them”
 “Here ye is the secret in how one controls the wheel”
Desires to steal the soul is why the enemy plays his tricks

Then he offered me a token if I promised to show him devotion
“See all this land I have cleared and designed by my hand?”
“It all one day shall be yours if decided to stay here this day”
Another way you see how the enemy plays his tricks
“ I have also ordered another surprise gift for you
“See that car over far yonder bringing it to you?”

The car had been two combination's but red in display
But I did not see this until after it drove away
Moving to far ahead so I have to go back
This is how the enemy plays his tricks
 He took me inside his home where we decided to wait
Introduced me to his family who were trying to escape
This is how the enemy plays his tricks at the gate

Then there was a knock at the door and I sent to answer
Believing it was the gift from he that I had longed for
I was happy and thrilled to perform this simple chore
Opening to see a female shadow being in close distance
Three knives had hit the door giving no resistance
Head had moved quickly thought then be Divine assistance
This is how the enemy plays his tricks


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The Road To Recovery

Recovery is always a blessing
when blessings only ripen the air
no words could hurt or do us justice
I'm closer than never, finally there

Peaceful bliss is this sunrise
in my eyes lies subtle disdain
all the anguish nearly empty
closer to never, far from pain

The road to recovery is lined with thorns
on my mind, everlasting memories
I took the time as my faithful ally
until it was time for me to bleed

So I bled for days, I bled for you
to see my ways, of self abuse
I see it all around me everywhere
the fastest exit, a tightly wound noose

I want escape, but not that bad
I want to faint, and never come back
I want to want, and get it all
untilI realize, I just love to fall

On the road, I found recovery
through all the love, the love for me
on the road, a little pain
has helped me find myself again.


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You

Before you came into my life, the sun shined, the breeze blew, the birds flew, and 
people mingled. Day after day, I witnessed life's splendor through my window. I had 
an urge one day to venture outside my captor. The sun still shined, the breeze still 
blew, the birds still flew, people still mingled, and I was life's spectator. Suddenly, 
then came you, you entered my life like the sunlight that interrupts the dark, like the 
music that fills the silence, like the supernova that brightens the sky. Our hearts 
spoke an inaudible language that only two lonely souls know; thus, faith has 
become our liberator. Now, we are inseparable. As we frequently strolled through 
the ravine, the sunlight paraded her beauty laminating our path, birds gracefully 
glided through the air as if they were been choreograph, the summer breeze burst 
with fragrance caressing our souls, and consequently we became a part of the 
cosmos. like a well-deserved gift that is torn from one's arms, so is my heart, faith 
has torn us apart. Instead now, we are kindred spirits separated by distance, so, I 
retreat to the familiar to witness life's splendor. The sun shines, the breeze blows, 
the birds fly,and people mingle.


Details | I do not know? | |

boungiorno

hello! hey! boungiorno! what is the date?/
this world of dimensions created duality/
no letters/ no words/ are enough to express/
someone like you/ in reality/

i filled all your emptines/ MY still quiet bay/
as Jhon opened world in his Yoko/
you searched perfect princes/ looked for "right him"/
now at only one overman looking/

i swear/ i will hold you/ as much as i can/
would become all the axes/ and outer space/
voice is speared by the screaming wind/
falling down/ flakes to your place/

going crazy just seeing your knees/
don't regret anything/ my Benito/
unbelievable/ perfect/ unbearable/
you whisper/ "la comedia e finita"//


Details | Narrative | |

Creature

Observing. 
Frozen in time,
captivated by this enormous being,
the size of a small car.

Pondering, 
his every move.
The way he used his hands;
so child-like.
With all the consciousness of the world, 
and graceless coordination.

Aware.
of the visitors,
as they briefly called out for his attention.
Only for a moment,
then they were gone.

Untamed,
in an orderly sham. 
He sat there,
in his dark cave.
As if he was waiting for the light to find him.

Perched,
on a boulder, 
squatting, and primitive.
Drawing in the dirt with one hand. 
Swatting a fly with the other.

Surreal,
His nature,
as he rushed to consume his food.
The females hovered behind him,
watching intently, 
like me.
His movement mechanic.
His presence powerful.
He was the king of his domain.

Studying, 
his magnificence, I watched.
How smart was he?
Could he feel my presence? 
Engulfed in the very essence of all that was him, 
I watched. 

Wondering, 
how he felt, I watched.
Did he think he was still in the womb of Mother Nature?
Or, did he know the iron bars which embrace him now?

Then 
it happened;
our eyes met.
He noticed my presence.
His gaze intimidated me, 
But I did not look away.
He approached me.
I felt his eyes inspecting my soul.
A chill ran down my back,
I turned behind me,
only to find no other presence there.
When I turned back, 
we were face to face.
Separated by the sham,
And a two inch piece of glass.
Just me and him,
the two of us,
and the females hovering behind him.

Wise,
His old eyes spoke to me,
They said 
“I am like you. 
I love, I feel, I hurt.
I am, like you.”

Sympathetic,
I put my hand on the glass
and with all the 
consciousness of the world,
he did the same.
With tears in my eyes,
I smiled.

Then, he pooped in his other hand
and wiped it on the glass.
This was a sign of endearment.
I laughed out loud.
And I swear,
He smiled back.


Details | Free verse | |

Death of a Liar

Soft sands
Across my liars face
Coarse and fine
Tiny grains
As if I lived
In an hourglass
Tumbling, crumbling
The aftermath

I see a holy city
On a hill
How did it get
So high up there
How did the sky fit
In empty air
Negative spaces
On positive faces

Say you wont
But know you will
Climb for the journey 
Atop that hill
To the city of the dead
No longer bright
Shining a dark light, instead

I've met the mayor
He knows my name
I duel him daily
It's all a game
Still the same, win or lose
The decision still mine to choose

It's my turn to try and help
If I reach out, will I be welcomed
With open accepting dying arms
Or close minded living vile germs

Just because you don't see me
Does it mean I'm not here
Barely existing to 
The ones I care 
For or am there for
Time again
Time brings us 
From start to end
Like the train in which
I'm chosen to conduct
From the damaged carcass 
I reconstruct

My fire burns
Down to the wire
The fuse is just old news
The bomb is hidden
Inside my heart
When it explodes
My life will stop
In the boundaries of this place
When I leave
I'll go with the greats
In a state of taste or disgrace
Panic envelopes my honest face
And the liar died that day


Details | Free verse | |

The Tale of The Dark Night

Warm summers heat rises
 Winters long past and we feel the nights last
 Silver shadows fall on all that stand
 Around midnight you feel a cold cold hand
 
The night everyone dies
 Future generations feel deaths grasp
 Caught with-in deaths cast
 Nights of the dead in a mask
 
There will be nowhere left to hide
 Hand held steady warriors stack
 Tales taught to be turning
 All things left burning
 
Wishing out answers while your learning
 Opening up minds third eye your left yearning
 majestic heroes merging
 Caught by deaths serging
 



Details | Free verse | |

Every Mile

The one man that can truly make me smile,
He knows everything in my life.
Every inch, every mile.
He's my one dove,
When i'm surrounded by a world of crows.
It seems life has aimed a few bows.
But he has been swift and flew through.
Now i'm here to make him smile and laugh.
And he is here to help me pull through too.
It hasn't even been a year,
And i feel like i've known him my whole life.
I would do anything for him.
He knows we will always be near,
With plenty adventures ahead, 
All fears fled!


Details | I do not know? | |

Forever Somewhere

Watch me as I shoot across the midnight sky
Looking almost as beautiful as I am fast
I do my best to try not to die
But we both know that I cannot last

Flames and faith blazing as I go
Because I know that just up around the bend
Is forever somewhere that I do not know
Is forever somewhere near my sweetest friend
Is forever somewhere where I still love you so
and forever somewhere near my bitter end..


Details | Free verse | |

Sin

Anguish taunts through a barbed wire fence with edged grasp

Actions in which human beings rebel against a holy God
Miss their purpose for their lives
Surrender to the prince of the power of the air more then God
Cause  all of their deeds were evil!

Shattered
An eclipse of the sun had tainted my inner vision
Push back the pain with radiant guide
Does this notion in thought come at any big surprise?

Weak willed tyrants from the flood of dispinsation
Shattered fragments loosed in gloom climatic abrasion
Parts unknown from the setting of the sun
Sin

Leading gullible women captive under the false cloak of compromise
Abortion on demand
When will they ever understand?

Blood shed in our streets
Evil tyrants from elected officials overly prideful taunt & pull!
We each our responsible for our actions before a holy God
Sin!


Details | Rhyme | |

Flames Of War

Through the darkness of war,
I'll be by your side.
Fighting for freedom,
Fight for what's inside.

In all our hearts,
We know we must defend.
To do our parts,
Upon the enemy, we will descend.

Over the hill,
Weapons in hand,
Fight for our will,
We will stand!

Come upon the enemy,
With the angel of death,
Drive them to the sea.
To stop their breath.

The flames of war,
Still raging on,
Fight to the core,
For the land we stand on.

Shoulder to shoulder,
Victorious we'll stand.
The fire will get colder,
By the power of righteous hand.


Details | Free verse | |

An Astronaut

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


Details | Free verse | |

I have stood in the center

I have stood in the center 

when I close my eyes
the black runs from my feet
the gold light in through my windows

like summer burning its golden fuel 
of reds and oranges pouring into my head 
let it fill up with color, blood and wonder 

let it pour into me
let it pour out of me

reaching through the membrane of time
reaching out in all directions 
like a burst of sun in search of everything
I reach out my hand

trying not to burn you 
trying not to set the place on fire


Details | Rhyme | |

THE LIGHTHOUSE

Like the hands of time
at twelve o’clock,
it stands as a guide
for ships to dock.

Seen for miles
with its beam of light,
cutting through the dense
darkness of night.

By waving to vessels
like a glowing hand,
it summons the seamen
in search of land.

Whether sailing from the ocean,
sea, or bay,
its piercing radiance
will show you the way.


Details | Free verse | |

Judas The Fallen Angel

I'm not the devil
But I know who he is
He's your alter-ego
And your so oblivious
He's the angry reaction
He's the hate hidden inside
That masked as confidence
That's the devils own foolish pride
I admit it, I lied
For I know he's with me
When everyone disappears
And we debate how things should be
I feel sorry for him
I was also casted out
So I soothe his great evil
And he removes all my doubt
Not the worst thing I've done
We don't hurt no one
They still despise us
I feel like his son
Except there's that thing
Always keeps me true
Peace  and love lead to happiness
The rest is up to you
For we can just show you
The reflection you wear
As we climb back towards heaven
My mind already resides there

And the millions of dream chasers 
awaiting me there
trying to catch up
by acting like they care
yet somehow, I still truly do
my mind is much stronger now
in thanks to you
nobody hates me
when I love myself
their desire can;t touch my
sense of already there
catch up  to me 
if you think can
you might learn the power
when i show you the dance
it will be okay 
when the music takes you away
I'll be holding your hand
at the end of the day
my one truest friend 
always saw the end
before I ever
made a start towards it
the old me is over
and I'm more loved for it.


Details | Ballade | |

For I am blind

For I am blind…

I touch your face
For I am blind – I cannot see you.

Your skin is firm and shaven…and rough – yet smooth and masculine…
 I touch you and I feel how a touch can go so much deeper than the skin, ‘for where I touch – I’m being touched too – 
‘feeling you – feeling more – much more,
‘feeling all of you,

For I am blind and therefore can see all there is to see with the tips of my sensitive fingers.
My senses are awake, and so I sense is yours. 
Your heartbeat and your irregular breathing are confirming that we have crossed the lines of light and darkness, 
‘there’s now no light, no darkness, just your breathing, your smell, 
‘no white or black, just you and me, 
- You are now more familiar to me, than I am to myself – 
‘and so am I to you. 
For our souls had awaken, ‘cause we have touched, 
Beyond the skin, beyond our flesh – for our souls have met and became one, 
Entwined, together in a sense that no words or humanity can ever truly explain.
We can no longer be blind – for our eyes had seen so much deeper, so much more…


Details | Free verse | |

Lionman, Do What You Can

My dear my dear
You are so special
Your iron will
Becomes hard as metal
Your soft temperament
Could not break an egg
Keep your monsters sealed up
Not allowed to dominate your head

Rome fell down
In what seems like a night
Heaven seems like hell
Except for it light
Except for your might
You are sound as a lion
If no tears are falling
How are you still crying
Inside, your dying inside
Intentions so bleak
They're shadowed by pride
If you can't do no wrong
You always right
Even if you don't realize

Drop the weight of the world
From your burly shoulders
The load you should carry
Should not keel you over
The deeds and the actions
Shall speak for themselves
If you do it alone
You won't ask for help

Mighty lion man 
Feeding on the sheeple
Even if it's steep
Or piercing like a needle
A stare is a snare
And now I'm trapped in it
Like the mighty lion
The sky holds no limit
For the glory I'm storing
For the right day to come
So I may ascend as a lion
Into heaven
With the one
I am to become


Details | Rhyme | |

Memory of me





                                          When I'm dead , I hope to be said:
                                "He defended his nation , against the  striking raid"


Details | Narrative | |

IMPERFECTION

TODAY I TOOK A LOOK INTO MY BROKEN MIRROR
IT REFLECTED BACK THE IMPERFECT ME
THE OTHER SIDE OF THE PERFECT THAT THE IMPERFECTS DON’T WANT TO KNOW
CAN I AMEND THE BROKEN PIECES OF MY MIRROR?
I FORGOT TO PUT ON MY LIPSTICK ON MY WEEDING DAY, GOSH MY HUSBAND SAW THE IMPERFECT ME
THE CAPTAIN JUST TOLD THE CREW HE FORGOT TO BRING ALONG HIS COMPASS
THE IDEALIST STRIVE FOR PERFECTION FROM THE FATHER ABOVE BUT THE TRUE SON OF THE FATHER ONCE SAID “HE WHO WAS PERFECT WAS TO CAST THE FIRST STONE”
BECAUSE OF OUR STAINED SOULS, A UNIVERSAL DETERGENT WAS POURED ON EACH SOUL TO BRING PERFECTION DEFERRING THE LAWS OF AFFECTION
THE HEART OF MAN IS FULL OF CORRUPTION CONSTANTLY BLEEDING OUT CONTEMPT WITHOUT CLOTTING
BUT WE NEED TO FIGHT EAGERLY AGAINST EVERY UNCERTAINTIES WITHOUT HESITATING
NO MATTER HOW HARD WE FIGHT THESE UNCERTAINTIES EVERYONE WILL DIE TRYING
MY PERFECTION IS LIMITED BEFORE MY IMPERFECTION AND THAT MAKES ME PERFECTLY IMPERFECT SOUL



Details | Lyric | |

Our Wedding

Our wedding was filled with our colors of choice

We selected individuals to lift their voice

To sing songs of unity and songs of love

Knowing our day was ordained from above

We said I do and started our new lives

With you as my husband and me as your wife

Our little boy was ring bearer, you see

The three of us together, in unity

We chose the bentley for a ride, with glee

It was a sign of our living life...abundantly


Details | Ballad | |

LIKE AN ANGEL

LIKE AN ANGEL …………………angels…they really do exist…….. 






Looking into your eyes, 
I could see your undying love, 
Your wonderful smile brimming me up in joy, 
I just want to know, what makes you come back, 
To fill my soul with life and joy, 
You make me wonder of my soulless existence. 



Like an angel, you cast your spell upon me, 
Leaving me caught up in my memories. 
Your faith in me makes me to carry on 
To transcend over the horizon, 


You placed your hand upon my empty soul, 
You brought me back to life, 
Making my dreams real, 
Looking towards the sky, I could see your fragnant smile 

Like an angel, you rid me of my perils, 
You caress my soul as if I were your own, 
Dressed in white, you shine your light upon me, 
Helping me to wake from my soulless dream 


Details | Narrative | |

SEA TO SHINNING SEA

SEA TO SHINNING SEA,
 
...this is so intimate of time, as a first kiss of time is...so close of soul, so near, so dear of heart beat, so precious a rhyme that flows so intimately,
 
deep of time, down by the Crystal Seas...
 
...this is so intimate of dreams,
dreaming reality,
 
as the Crystal Sea so reveals of destinies galore,
sparkles,
destined as the night light of the moon-glows of starry eyes,
upon the waters,
 
...gazing
 
...seeing tranquility upon the waves...
watching to the depth of a dream,
and a sun-rise
 
being so true...
 
for underneath and within this a moon-lit poem of starry night eyes, down by the Crystal Seas, a vessel sets sail upon the deep...into a kiss of dawn...
 
Sea to shinning Sea.
 
mb(2011)
 


Details | Light Poetry | |

' Academic-Bright ... '

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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


Details | Rhyme | |

Taking The Lead

I can feel Your presence;
I can feel You in all that I do.
I can feel You walking with me,
And I don't know what to do.
I just need to trust You
Because this is a journey I cannot see.
I am giving up;
Thank You for taking the lead.


Details | Free verse | |

Fallow

The Lord above will guide you,
lead you were to go in life.
Fallow the road He lays for you, 

but stray away from the street and watch the cars fly by you.


Details | Free verse | |

The Road

The old man sits on the edge of his seat
quiet in manner with words you can't beat
dust swirls, his inspiration in the clouds
at the stroke of his pen, he can silence the crowds.
the young man stands in the nook of the room
anxious to be seen but always swept by the broom,
he blows away with a shutter and is lost in the sky
right then, the old man leaks tears as he begins to cry.
as dusk turns to night and the stars show their eyes
the young man floats down and passes on by.
at the front of the porch the old man now resides
he watches the young man take leaps in his strides.
astonished by this amazing feat
the young man has got him up out of his seat
thinking of things that could and will now be
he follows the young man on an un-found course he'll soon see.
the young man trembles undoubtedly into the unknown
briskly walking on thorns and reaping what he has sown.
going further and further down the barren road
baring the burdened weight of an undeserving load.
calling to attention the sunrise
as the morning has now arrived,
the young man turns bewildered by the silence
to see the old man quiet in manner, but revealing his guidance
before them is the course that's much less trodden
but as they walk, it slowly begins to broaden.
their days journey turns again to night,
two paths now lie, one with no light.
the young man whimsically follows the path lit by torch
to find at the end, the old man sitting on his porch.
the old man sits on the edge of his seat
quiet in manner with words you can't beat,
the young man stands at the top of the porch stairs
"father you've guided me home"
he proudly declares.


Details | Rhyme | |

circus

they paint my body,
and make me sing,
a smile i want,
from the man in the ring,

bend me this way,
throw me there,
with opened mouths,
they sit and stare,

i catch the eyes,
of one in the crowd,
of flowing laughter,
growing loud,

they see my chains,
my silent cries,
with each twirl in the air,
my spirit dies,

the lights go down,
i sit and wait,
as the one i love,
closes the gate

i wish for light,
where i used to fly,
before i was here,
where the clowns still cry


Details | Sonnet | |

Another World

Where do we go when we go away?
And why is it that we have to leave?
What happened to Adam and to Eve?
Where is the greatest scale to weigh?
 
Where do we go when we want to stay?
What about this great big world weave?
What about you what do you believe?
So what dues do we have left to pay?
 
Why me?
Why you?
I can see?
You do to!
 
I think we’ve all been twirled,
All the way into another world!
 
 
© Copyright: Ann Rich   2006


Details | Free verse | |

stand

these are not desperate times, these are times for contribution 
you are devoid of current circumstance 
and lacking in any forward motion 
if you are looking for more than less 
take any leftover position 
and turn it toward your command 
that is your accomplishment now 
that is your stand 


Details | Free verse | |

I Stand in Awe of Nature

The power and beauty of Nature fill my heart,
Sometimes, gazing at a mountain's grandeur make the tears spill,
Thunder and lightning at eventide, give me a thrill,
Yes, I stand in awe of Nature.

A bird's sleepy chirp at twilight makes me take notice
As I think of the hard life they lead, but still they're happy,
The clear, blue water of a lake gives me a glow,
Yes, I stand in awe of Nature.

Tornadoes, hurricanes, and earthquakes all speak of Her power--
Then I watch a horse  trotting around a track, and I think
"What raw power and yet what beauty we live with"
Yes, I stand in awe of Nature.

If you ever watch a sunset over Earth's waters,
Or listen to a tree whispering to another,
You can't help but feel the power And the love of our planet,
And, like me, you will stand in awe of Nature.

 



Details | Rhyme | |

DEAR SOON M COMING HOME

SOON M COMING HOME !!!

Summers been too slow 
Tides never been so low
Days haven’t quickly gone 
But We still have to hold on
Fates never been so severe 
Eyes now just holding onto those tears
Waiting for the moment is tough
Even seconds without U makes life rough

Dear 
Just need U to wait a little 
Bond we share is no more brittle
Passed through fieriest fire
 Our love will last for entire

Soon the flow will change
Tides will have an altered range
Would then be possible for self to steer
And navigate safely to pier

Promise won’t be late
Would be glad to see U
With those eyes comb
Standing next to gate 
Dear I’ll be coming Home
M coming Home.
						Yashu……


Details | Free verse | |

The Road I Traveled To Learn To Fly

When times were hard and the road was so rough it seemed my best efforts were not nearly enough I took a prescription of self-inflicting damaging words to tear my higher self down To tear myself down a very high risk I thought as I stood at the edge of the cliff for better or worse I shall learn to fly or the next fall could be the one where I die The day that I died I failed to exist floating impatiently into falseness who I was was not what made me the point of it all pointed into obscurity Live harder and faster void of disaster that was my goal from then and thereafter and right up to now it has worked well escaping the darkness in the great depths of hell from whence I came had to abstain this new existence now knows my name I painted it in the bad place I escaped as I stood firmly for the first time filled with faith.


Details | Tetractys | |

Defines Ones Path

Mind 
logic
does conclude
no matter what
that trials and tribulations bring forth sight

Giving clear understanding to the one
that heart felt pain
must endure
Body
in

Lift
Spirit
fallen souls
who choose the prize
living in a non-material world


Details | Lyric | |

Soar

Perched on the precipice
of the world,
Desperately trying to
Grow wings before the earth
Crumbles below.
 A misstep, a mistake
A single misspoken word
Will shatter the very foundation
Upon which i stand
And will cast me into 
The infernal abyss below.
Confined by the illusion
that turning back is not
An option, erasing my past
will sever the very fibers
Of my inner and outer selves,
I extend my arms and,
clawing the air,
I fall.
A leap of faith that sends me 
hurdling into the darkness below.
I close my eyes.
I dream. I hope.
I believe.
My motion slows.
I emerge from that pit 
Like a diver bursting through
The membrane between 
sea and sky.
I have found my wings
and I soar.


Details | Verse | |

All The Colors Of A Rainbow


The presentation, that sets course, 
wisely across the sky,open those, 
eyes, choose to make,
a difference, for it might save a life, 
for the better, never judge, 
rumor has it that god has a purpose, 
in all the colors of a rainbow,I presume to be gifted,
Open your heart, to me, and ill show, the path, 
to unlock, it's beauty, that passes through, 
the golden gates of heaven, come To me, 
I won't steer you wrongfully, This I promise, 
from a heart that's bigger than, the world itself, I am yours...


Details | Ekphrasis (Ecphrasis) | |

Boy Is She Smart {Ekphrasis}

young
lasse
educates
mind body soul
through
mass
reading
from her small
bible study
book 



Details | Ballad | |

Euphorianah'

The sapphire sun of what-were dreams
Setting in the forsaken east
My winters' desperation clung to your silent voice
Let death be a choice
Dusk revealed your truest nature
Before her argentine eyes
'Tis the darkest of tragedies, romances' maladies
Let your forgiveness be la Vie In this frozen air
The wings of my deepest despairs

Friend or foe?
The dagger close to my heart--
If your forgiveness is nigh
Let me know--or is this all a lie

Lilyheart Swain
Please don't give into your pain
You hold my soul on Eden's Edge

Your innocent flesh
Cradled in my broken arms
Forever you will be mine, forever you will stay
The snow caressing us as we tangle in deathly embrace
This darkness fades into amber innocence 
Hatred no longer exists
Forgive me
Come back my only
Euphorianah

The winterwind tears carress me
With whispers, (of) Someone I Once knew
Calming the fears inside
But the pain remains
--hallcunary rains 

Dreams fading with the Enya in your eyes
With the darkness of your hands
The silverfears of the pale moon
Shine on you

Lilyheart swain 
Please don't give into your pain
You hold my soul on Eden's Edge

Your innocent flesh
Cradled in my broken arms
Forever you will be mine, forever you will stay
The snow caressing us as we tangle in deathly embrace
This darkness fades into amber innocence 
Hatred no longer exists
Forgive me
Come back my only
Euphorianah

Your eyes search for mine
Oh how they shine, blue 
Sacrdice has a price
Heaven is calling us tonight

Cursed In shadowed illusions
Shall we dance?
Would there be a chance
Euphorinah 
Forgive me now
I will rip out every nail 
Of your coffin
I don't care if it's God it will offend

Lilyheart Swain
Please don't give into your pain
You hold my soul on Eden's Edge

Your innocent flesh
Cradled in my broken arms
Forever you will be mine, forever you will stay
The snow caressing us as we tangle in deathly embrace
This darkness fades into amber innocence 
Hatred no longer exists
Forgive me
Come back my only
Euphorianah


Details | Haiku | |

Journey To Unknown

journey to unknown
guided by the shining truth,
paradise awaits


Details | Free verse | |

The Climb

Surrendering atop the tip top of the world
Beauty surrounding this bliss that unfurled
A flag of freedom, who knew me up here?
God did, painted this picture in the clear
Breath of cool mornings, crisp and pure,
A blue painting.

High, high enough to see my fears below
Low, low enough to still be afraid, although
I could leap the distance and meet them,
Head on as they say, head first and cram
The lot of it in, but it was too much to take 
Internally.

Spirits come up here on the mountains edge
To talk to those who surmount the summit ledge
So I spent awhile and told them my troubles
They said, "son... down there it just doubles"
Knowledge is not always power, helpless feelings
Flow.

God was there too, at the top of the peak
Not everything was doomed to be bleak
With his hand outreached now, I began to wonder
Wonder if he wanted me here, sounds of thunder
Crashing loud in the distance he looked down at me
And he said, "Climb back down, you aren't ready to stay,
Besides... the true beauty in life and death is only seen on
The climb."


Details | Narrative | |

Road to Redemption

Introduction: Tribute to brothers in the fray and families for them pray...


Life in these rough times, We barely even feel the daytime Every second counts greatly, As there’s no going back in time Sometimes we lose to win, try not to fail again, But mostly we end up back to where we all began Every single day, we wake up in one piece, Where brothers in the fray, they hardly get to cease Our tears drop all over the floor, They keep on till their blood stains from their core Every second till the end, We pray for them to knock on our doors Sadly at times, things go the other way for the best cause, All we can do really, is not breakdown and pause Prayer’s the only strand through the last breath, When they depart with a peaceful end Emptiness and happiness, constantly flowing along, The memories, they always live right within our souls When days seem cloudy and life gets lonely Debts grow high and smiles fade into sigh At that instant, that very moment, Just pray, pray to get healed, Heal from this insanity, pray to be free, Free from this misery It all comes down to the crying in the end, The stillness stares up towards the sky As we do bid farewell to dear friends But at some point through all the pain and sour grin, recovery does begin The ones we love and care, Though some are not so near Scattered through this bittersweet world, Waiting for us to share; This life is like the weather, It changes altogether It may get bad and may get sad, But know it’s not forever, Better days will come eventually, The morning sun will shine brightly Through our endeavors and our prayers, we shall recover From things we’ve lost so dearly So just hold on to the light and believe in salvation, And the rays of truth shall lead the road to redemption…


Details | Bio | |

Love Transition






       ********

     To beam that
Beam of Happiness
            Thus,
Put other thing's aside
         Yes,
True love may
Seem like everything
Everything may seem
           That is not,
When love is all We got!


                Poet Author
                Gary Fields


Details | Rhyme | |

DRAWN INTO THE MOST BIZARRE DREAM

I stood on a shore so pristine and gleaming,
and being drawn into the most bizarre dream...
everything from imagination to fantasy seemed real,
and with arms outstreched I welcomed this sighting.


Astonishingly, a new world appeared reflecting the rippled sea below
encircled by white clouds swirling around it, not wanting to go...
it was of a navy blue without a patch of green as our former planet seemed;
instantly, I assumed that all the lovely continents had completely dissapeared.


Did I desire to venture myself and live there as an alien from Earth,
start a civilization from the bits of knowledge I had gathered from day one?
" No change for survival, " I told myself considering loneliness and dearth... 
then, enlightenment came to me, " It's not impossible...it can be done! "  


As a loner, drawn into the most bizarre dream, I meditated to achieve my intent: 
to seek God and ask Him to pull out one of my ribs and create my companion...
a kind and giving soulmate, so I wouldn't be taken by fright and wander alone, 
but share the new creation with the woman who wouldn't be tempted by a serpent.


Details | Quatrain | |

I Stood, Tall

I had nothing
but faith beside me
through it all
knowing I came down
again to walk 
on the face 
of the earth
 
Water began
pouring and pouring
from the sky
I knew I had
to head for cover
from the passing storms
I stood tall,
eventhough it 
was pouring rain 

While others fell
beneath the rocks
of fire
I saw the ocean 
began to rise
and the roaring sea 
waves clash on to the land

I stood tall,
as I heard thunder 
began to roar
and all the creatures 
shook with fear

I knew I had
to bring light
as the clouds 
in the sky grew dark
I came down 
as the ground was shaking

Knowing I came
down to walk
on the face of the earth

When the nails,
began piecing my hands
the arms were stretched out
on both sides 
and feet interlocked 
together on the cross

I had nothing
but faith beside me
through it all
knowing I came down
again to walk on the face 
of the earth
  



Details | Free verse | |

Imperative

Since time built fashion a reason to discover whether

Shelter lies dormant amidst a backoning call asunder

Sweet dreams fallen Elms in Summer sweat appease

A noble laugh then a fuze through its carnal means

~
In time,

A duration of timely gestures;
Such as the weather changes in laughter
In havoc we provoke fallen tears drenched through tears
~

Imperative

A challenge to be free is a question in time

Sublime...

We tend to make a mountain out of a mole hill
~

In soft Ivory towers overlook disaster proned to logical persuasion

Perhaps in need of a break on a long vacation;
Gone our the days we drift to frolic in a haze
Today were left as egg shells getting stuck in a maze
To dream in light of an imperative call

~
In laughter we frolic through the temporal call
In reason we quest an exchange of love
In hatred we get destroyed as a pig in mud
In peace their lies a filter destroyed the evil means

Imperative


Details | Bio | |

Cave Man

                    '" CAVE'"    =(:-)'s>>>
            --------#------#------&.....
We weren't married
  By a Pastor at Church
In-stead we were married
       In a Cave
Yes, we took our vowel's
     By me dragging
Her by her hair
   Dragging her home
           To the Cave
Like a Slave
      ------
The same Cave that we
          Bared our Cave Children
    The same Cave
The one with-out the Den
      ------
He promised to build a bigger house
But, he has been saying that....
            Since I don't know when...
      ------
But, the Cave Woman
      She loved her kitchen's nitch
That is where she cook the game
She would say...do you want it salt?
           Or plain....
      ------
Fore it took so much to cook a meal
It depend on what Cave Man father could
Either kill or steal...
      ------
He left this morning
To get him a snack
It was either a giant turtle
Or a brontosaurs
       ------
But dinner would attack'
      ------
Today, the equivalent of an BIG MAC.
      ------
But, never the least
The Big Mac did attack'
He knew with-out stake sauce
Or butter, that He would never
Get back
      ------
There is no telling how Cave Mother might...
 Act....or react!
      -----
Who ever knew how long it would take
If I could catch him
Would he taste just like stake...
Or a Slim Jim..    
  ------
We lowered it home
Took him to the house'
Either it would be him
Or would have to settle
For Mouse.
      ------
We lowered it home'
And took him last evening'
We saved the mouse...
      ------
We lowered it home
And took him in-to the house
We ate him last evening
We saved the mouse....
      ------
That Cave Woman did what
She could, fore she had four
Cave Children....
Their chances' of starving were
Good....God willing.....
      ------
That is a fact of life that was
Really understood..
      ------
She started a fire
With a stick and a rock
She put then together
      ------
The fire was hot
That brontoburgar surely
Hit the spot...
     ------
They ate what they could
And saved the rest for later
They had no refrigerator
      ------
So, they gave the rest to
The family who sat at the table
Who would eat it much later


************SEE CAVE MAN 11********
                        To be continued...




















































Details | Free verse | |

Blue Pyramids

Listening to the birds
of ancient rymedies, 
we were sharing music 
around America’s
modern camp fire.  

driving through
tiny plazas and scenic pastures
skimming  
into the what looked like
the grey, paved future. 

asking myself, 
what’s worth more than 
a rhythm of my time, 
A moment of hate?
Or the recognition of love? 

The answer-
must be somewhere above the city scape, 
lost in the bluely lit pyramids. 

I can’t imagine turning this car home.


Details | I do not know? | |

The Ease of Her Mind

The ease of her mind

Presently in decline

As she knows we follow her move

She can feel your shame

As she heeds your pain

While her ghost of past sails through

She can play this game

While you pray her name

As her silence will shun your groove

She will sit and wait

And add to your hate

While the white in your face shines true

If you scream out her name

She answers with blame

And points the finger at you

Killing time with her mind

Ending yours in true kind

Her fingers run down your face so blue

As you hold your breath

And pray now for death

She will allow you and say its past due

Forgive her bloody spit

And to you she only sits

And waits for your words to come true

As the gate opens wide

Delivering a horses stride

You must kneel on the golden pue

And pray to your God

Who is dead in her pod

For she is now the one who comes through


Details | Ottava rima | |

Indestructible Ye

Comprehending this about one’s energy
Then upon the pit there will be no casting
The Holy Spirit is what provides synergy
You and it both be combined everlasting
Mortal human life may be in jeopardy
The soul and spirit be Ye separate grafting
Yet most eyes fail to see this invisible force
It’s the power of the Creator almighty I endorse  


Details | Name | |

Onward Christian Soldiers

Open are his arms
Never will The Almighty leave you
Will given to Him triumphs against the enemy
All who cry out in Jesus’ name none can harm
Righteous in heart all must crave from start
Death is the test be it not in vain


Details | Free verse | |

Why Do You Weep

Why do you weep oh gentle One?
Why do you cry out when alone?
Even more, why are you silent when you go out?
Do your troubles embarrass you and run others away?

Would it make others uncomfortable to hear what you say?
Would your plight run those away who do not seem to care?
Do you truly feel alone this and every day?
Do you fear what more, next will come your way?

Know I am here… Though we will never meet.
Know my troubles are also great.
Know I too, cry only when alone.
Know I am just like you, my friend.

I know that others soothing words do not take away the pain.
I know that talk of God does not make the problems go away.
I know this dreadful journey never seems to stop.
But I know you are not alone and can still talk to God.

Hope does not pay the bills or bring back those we lost.
Hope does not cure all ills or bring the dawn.
But sometimes Hope and God, is all we have when others fail…
And me of course, for you were never alone.

After you have sat there and silently wept…
Go forth into this day, knowing that in this world….
There are always others like you and me.  
Hope and God are there somewhere, too. No one is truly alone…

Take heart when you are done weeping and know: 
You are not alone: for I am also here with you.
We all have afflictions and problems, usually several at a time.
My greatest affliction is epilepsy among others that abound.
Remember life is an epic to be over come and  still:
I am here for you.


Details | Acrostic | |

Joy Is By Far The Way To Be Good

Journey across
Oblivion's gate
Your soul is what lies in wait.

If you accept my challenge you must
Succeed in traveling through Oblivion completely.

But if you fail it is
Your wife's soul I will take.

Far past the entrance to the
Afterlife must you go.
Rely on nothing-trust no one. All here is meant to keep you here.

The halfway point has come and gone. From
Here on out your journey gets
Easier.

Wind your way past this last obstacle
And
You'll have reached the end.

To journey your way through
Oblivion complete has not yet been done...

Bring yourself to me, clever man, and
Everything I have done with be undone.

Goodbye, Traveler. May your journey through
Oblivion have strengthened your soul, and taught you what most men
Often cannot learn.
Death did not touch you here, and you leave here with my blessing.


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A Lonesome Noble

Amber ashes rise and fall,
Swallows the beating hearts of many,
Consumes and envelopes all,
What will be left if any?


One person can bring the truth,
And this one person can extinguish the flame,
If this hero is ever needed,
Just shout my name.


Details | Couplet | |

I do not know what tomorrow will bring

I do not know what tomorrow will bring
But today, oh today, just let us sing

Songs of life and all its creative potential
We are spirits born of something truly transcendental 

In the world, not as one, together we all live
We feel the pain, we feel the joy; we take and we give

Some are bad, some are worse, but we share the same soul
To see past form, the transparency of life, some strive for this goal

We are alive, not then and there, but here and now
But perception blinds us; only seeing what it will allow

We have so much more locked deep inside
We mustn’t be afraid, we have nothing to hide

For all hopes and sins are shared; part of the human condition
If we do not strive to grow, we will fight a war of endless attrition

Arrested development; so much potential gone unnoticed
We live in our habits and regret moments missed

If we go inside and nurture that strength
We can be calm in the storm, no matter the length

Discover what brings this out of you
Because it’s through action that makes this true
 




Details | Monoku | |

Rivers We Row Upon

Destination be our Almighty holds the key knock to open door


Details | Verse | |

New Life

There it is, I can see it,
	out in the distance, skyscrapers rising on the horizon.
Electricity in the air, I can feel it,
	lights imitating the stars in the night sky.
Still, it is a simple vision, I know it,
        one of many images found written in my sigh.

Holding on tight to this sight,
        as I’ve seen many pictures fly by.
Grasping with all my strength,
        wishes of miracles to greet this soul.
Yet, here I am locked within these four walls.

But I see, or is it an illusion?
        The gate is standing wide open.
Oh, do I dare?
       What would it feel like to walk away without a care?
Or, should I stare?
       What would it look like to live with time to spare?
Simply, I walk through,
        I shut the gate and head down the road to a future undeclared.


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1Hundred6

1Hundred6 
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CharlaXFabels 
 
Easter2 
 
 
Christ Crucified. 
 
The Cross 
 They took him from the crowd apart and nailed HIM both hands and feet unto the 
instrument of torture the cross of Golgotha complete the scriptures had prophecy 
concerning this event to complete the salvation of all of man. The LORD of all 
creation hung and suffered ridicule and thirst and hunger of a different sort for 
Heaven he was thirsty then. They cast lots upon his garment. 
The prayers were hardly out left far behind when eye began to reap the benefits 
of health improved my finances of wealth increase can be explained away by 
fools but ewe we knoe the truth for JESUS gives. My target Heaven my wealth 
health and all my food my found and scrounged and Easter egged 2 all come 
forth from HIM. A Poor and sinfilled man quite given to the drink may lie and steal 
and say he found it near his drink he “assumes someone has left it there” is 
what he barks at the beertender the drunk outside may soon die from his 
concussions the man left near the bathroom door he took a wooden batted 
thatch knocked upon the drunken noggin put the man all out took from him his 
wealthy purse to pay just for one more night out seeking oblivion again to drink 
perchance to dream the detectives came to task the man for overall complaints 
the thief he muttered “HOW? did you know that it was me ,yes? HOW?”  Detective 
Fabel was on the case he was pushing by the place the alleyway and heard the 
cricket paddle whack the commoner went down he is bound to get better now in 
the hospice we have found for him but you will only get worse in the old 
hoosegow. The old banded man in the alleyway digging in the trash can has 
more hope than you as they take the thief away the scrounger finds a basket full 
of boiled eggs left there an Easter 2 colored all purple and white inside the 
yellow yolk looking like a big surprise the color of a dandylion sunrise. 


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Echoes

Echoes
By Kevin Robey
January 6, 2014

If there was a time that I realized what I hide
It’s the day that they saw the fire behind my eyes
If there was someone in whom I'll never confide
Anyone anywhere while I reside in these lies

So scared of the sunshine in places they love
I’m safer down here where the shadows are bright
It’s not scary when echoes fit like a glove
Call out for everyone and no one at night

Don’t think I’m giving up, my faith isn’t used
I’ll just dig through hell to rise above it all
Two black eyes new I’m broken and freshly bruised
Still searching the dark for my own wonder wall

I see why you're scared, guess now that we know
What I meant back then, when I couldn’t fight
Revealed much more than words could ever show
Saw these bright lights in the darkest of nights

You won’t see me hide my insecurities
Expect nothing less cause my fears live out loud
With every degree of my abilities
I’ll give you the answers up high from the clouds

These words are like glass it happened so fast
I started these thoughts now leaking with love
The family tree from ashes of the past
Means something more, what I was dreaming of


Details | I do not know? | |

ET Stretch...

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

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

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


Details | Kyrielle | |

MERRY-GO-ROUND

I want to adopt, ready to go;
Application's in, don't say no.
Looking at kids, options abound;
My life is a merry-go-round.

Some days I laugh, some days I cry;
Process updates determine why.
Some days I'm up, some days I frown;
My life is a merry-go-round.

Praying for news, hoping at last;
Once I'm approved, I'll travel fast.
If I'm denied, I'll be so down;
My life is a merry-go-round.

It's crunch time now, down on my knees;
Just got accepted, I'm so pleased.
Packing bags, happy as a clown;
My life is a merry-go-round.

That's my new girl, glow on her face;
Walks over to me, sweet embrace.
My God is so good; joy abounds;
My life is a merry-go-round.

Kyrielle Poem


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Essential Things

Palm trees line a pathway to an alcove of cool mists and ocean spray 
Where golden sand and craggy boulders display
Their ageless beauty so well defined
Where tide trundles infinitely with no decline
Rehearsing with passion its eternal song
Performing dances with the wind, as it waltzes along 

Imagine stories it’d tell if it could, of life 
Long before scripted words, and endless strife 
Imagine plain truth not intersperse with subtle lies
 No hidden agendas to beguile, no alibis
Imagine it would tell of these essential things
Of God, of life and lessons we’re still missing
~*~



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Cosmic Kingdom

Thy moon is the camera,
Planet earth sets the stage,
Your existence is the movie,
Life knowledge is thy wage,

Every star is someones spotlight,
Each galaxy is someones home,
For thy universe exists within you,
A cosmic kingdom of your own,

Collaborate with thy neighbors,
Unto thine higher selves be true,
Every act is forever embedded,
The ensuing scenes are up to you,

Remain selfless with your creation,
For it is he whom reaps his own,
One who learns from past mistakes,
Shall one day sit atop their thrown!

~Zachary Allen Jackson~


Details | Light Poetry | |

soft strength

pleasure leaks as your sweet harmony joins my vicious endeavors, a new genre for your love streams, my manhood elevates your passion capturing your emotions' allow me to bury my transgressions please rescue me from my intentions. purify my soul open my eyes to a love untold', conquer my heartbreak align my romance with the deepest parts of your fears, catapult my ambitions unmask my ignorance sweet dear for the sweet edge of my sword of bravery admires my prideful gain.


Details | Verse | |

Le Vacance Pretentieuse: Tipping

Gracious smiles, a waiter waiting.
The service: quite nice actually.
The drinks cool and food sating
My average appetite factually;

Who knew they had coca cola here
In the middle of the desert... odd
Isn’t it? I ordered water and beer
And here arrives our saviour, god

And leader, dressed in a brown
Shirt despite the pre-mentioned
Heat. He never wears a frown,
Even at rush hour not tensioned.

7.30 comes and goes, morning
Or night, we arrive, are seated
And eat. The waiter is fawning
But nice, the food is all treated

And we eat it all up, fulfilled by
A fountain of beverages he will
Provide. Full, we give a goodbye,
And place tips away from the till

So the manager cannot see, risky
Business. But how to divide the
Cost? Calculators grant only frisky
Fractions, I only had a mint tea!


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Grasping light

What do you want
What is it that you need
Forget your life envision
Let it go and feel what you bring

Whether it's wrong to them
Whether it's right for you
You're the solution to your own catastrophe
You're the problem between the black and blues

Love will find a way
Have patience, be grateful
Not dead, not hateful
Quixotically underrated, and truly alive

Occasionally in disguise
For the devil tends to come uninvited, a mere surprise
Fool yourself several times til you return again,
Be true to your future heaven, respect the angels and dont forget they ride til the end
Because when it's all over, there will be no time for debating
Negative space for contemplating

Mistakes titled space and time crumpled into a trash bin
Creating a massive black hole
Welcoming you with a familiar smile telling you to come on in
Turn your back and lift within the light
for the truth you may see isn't always true
the future is potentially bright
Like the angel Marley says
Every little thing is going to be all right
Fly away with the blue birds
Over the rainbow out of sight
They told you you amounted to nothing
And now you're controlling the light


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Green and Blue

Fish swam in blue waves of cotton candy
Carless gulps of salty ocean
Tails whipping through chocolate sea
Sweet as a rice crispy treat
Mindless beauties beneath the land
Squishy scales under quick sand
While dinosaurs chant for reincarnation
Butterflies flutter in several mazes
Carrying souls from eras beneath to
Timeless eras above to retreat


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Wired To Limitations

Into the wildness unknown
no time for thought
I've already entered 
like it or not

against my own will, depression
hits me like a strong suggestion
I can't make wake or shake about
turns me upside down and inside out

No use for cheap imitations
my best bet know my limitations
won't fall victim to intimidation
certainty gives me such frustration

Once angry at the world
then angry at myself
until nothing else mattered
but amassing a staggering wealth
of knowledge in turn I learned for good
until everything in me worked 
exactly how it should
then nothing could stop me
but self or the creator
I am just myself
I am tired fool's savior


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The Blessing for My Book

As my job and health failed me... I dreamed to someday put together a 
book of poetry and this will be the blessing it will begin with...

As I sit here weaving my poetry
Into the semblance of a book…
I find that I must ask Gods’ blessing…
For the journey, that together we have took.

I find I must bow my head in thought…
Over this book that together we have wrought
As my hands clasp oh so reverently and earnestly over my heart…
As I believe his help brought the words together that I sought.

And God set the journey that shaped what now before you begins…
He helped me find the words that reached through my heart to my pen.
I pray the poems will be worthy of what he showed me as my life’s art.
And upon this book I honestly pray that his blessing he will impart. 






Details | Free verse | |

Empty

If you had it your way I’d have a ventriloquist mind.
Everything would be perfect and I’d be so on time.
You have tricks up your sleeves, but I would be blind.
The memories have disappeared and you’d be so kind.
We would travel the world in blissful sin.
You’d shower me with empty compliments that shine
Like diamonds and jade. 
And I’d think that thinking would ruin our home.
So I’d move with the light and the sound, hand in hand while
You’d be the man. 
Huffing and puffing about all of your fame, and me,
Your girl, I’d never recognize your game. 
And you’d win.
My soul would end and we’d form into one,
Blind to misery and in fear of the gun.
Breathing would stop and I’d look around in search
Of a past nowhere to be found.
trapped in a life I never chose,
Unfamiliar faces and you staged in a pose.
Your ego larger than the box in which I’m enclosed.


Details | Pastoral | |

The skies of clouds

As I sat here I gaze at the sky. 
The clouds you see,the blue in the scene. 
One could just get lost watching them go by. 
Looking for their life among them,the answers they seek. 
It is there you find heaven as the different things you see. 
It's not just by circumstances we see these things but by God he shows us his land. 
That of the animals running wild at play or perhaps it was there I seen you laid in my arms 
as we kiss each other with love it showed. 
It wasn't of my imagination because there he showed his eye's watching from above. 
The love he so desire us to have. 
The peace we found in the sky of clouds. 
That none existed why I layed here in the green grass of the field. 
That of all my worries he took away for them moments I stare. 
There wasn't a care in the world except your existance and me loving there. 
I even seen my old dog scruff who just recently passed away. 
With that of a smile on his face while he played. 
It just brings tears to my eyes. How wonderful heaven must be. 
Wishing I was there instead of here. 
I even seen you sleeping there with a tank top on and the covers pulled to you waist. 
How I wish I was there beside you in the cloud you lay. 
There's many things we see in the skies of clouds. 
That each might see different things but we all are as one in his land of milk and honey. 
As he knows my thoughts,he shows his love there. 
Because he show me you,knowing how much I love you there. 
There in my heart as much as what brung me watching them this day. 
That he knew I would feel better if I found you there. 
That I would smile through my frown. Just because of the love I have for you. 
As I sat and watch the skies of clouds. I look for our future and pray 
in tears to the one who cares. 
That my life may be fulfilled with the one I love with all my existance. 
But there I am at peace, knowing you are there.


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Point of view

I,my eye,saw a good man doing some thing evil,
out of love...
i saw a "big bad man" give food to his family..
selling drugs...selling drugs
and when he got arrested all his daughter really wanted
was to give a hug...give a hug
"mr.goodguy" bought a gun and started acting like a thug...kinda like a thug
*sirens*
dang...bang,bang
a rookie cop noticed they were both the same "maine",man...
put his mug shot all in the news,and the networks...
got 25 views...
the judge said "who is this young man to you?"
his daughter screamed out "let me go,thats my daddy"
"rookie cop" mumbled,"bastered..almost had me"
they threw the book at him while he took "the time",sadly 

amen??


Details | Sonnet | |

RETURN TO HELL - Monsieur L'Vampyre

 MONSIEUR L'VAMPYRE Return To Hell
Tonight love flies from where love never seems
to occupy, it comes from time somewhere,
and long ago, from emptiness of dreams
you've long forgot, but they are steaming there

deep in the night, from where I've spread my wings
and fly into your life in need of me
but be aware, sometimes my love it stings
upon your neck but sets your spirit free;

and then we fly through all of time and space
into the mist that's lifting cool and blue
back to the forests long burned by the race
straight to the heart of love that bothers you;

and you will love me like you've loved before
when you were someone else demanding more.

Take wing my love! There's naught your heart should fear
It's just like deja vu or times gone by
look deep into your death--love will appear
your love will never let your spirit die

and all are just as undead as I've been,
the only difference is you you come and go,
while dying as you have I've never seen
nor had the peace of mind the dead all know.

but love is constant in my life and heart
demanding blood be pumping through my vein
and when you feel my bite you'll be a part
of everything I've ever been, again.

Yes you have lived before and loved too well
and that's the price you pay to live in Hell.


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missing

The Missing Boy 
The farmer boy had his knapsack on and walked from the inland,
he had not seen the ocean only knew about it as a dream he wanted 
to be a part of.  At every milestone a maid telling him to turn back 
go tend his cows. When seeing the wondrous ocean he walked on it 
towards the sinking sun as it painted the ocean glittering golden. 
No one had told him it was not possible to walk on water; yet he did. 
He had been observed a boy’s shimmer across the sea, many thought
they had seen an angel. Boats were looking for him with lanterns, and 
sirens blared. Dawn, gleaming sun on blue sea and the boy was a ray 
of sunlight.


Details | Prose Poetry | |

Today

You brighten my day
Watching the clouds go away
I feel the spark
Lighting my heart
Looking at the sun light
So very very bright
You take away the strife
By giving me new life
Entering my soul
Once again I feel whole
Wanting to survive
I feel so alive
Feeling so free
That feeling belongs to me
And I will be
Just wait and see
Like a little boy
I see the joy
And feel the breeze
As it whispers through the trees
Singing a song
For now I belong

, This is how life should be, A new adventure every day


Details | Free verse | |

Yoga

 
my physical body......yearn......
my mental being......reach......
my spiritual energy.....pull......
 
within my sanctuary 
of mind, body and soul
I center in a calming request
of spirit awakening

with scattered energies tossed along the ebbing shore line
I must focus......
I must touch ailment......
I must harness thy yoke of completion 
my breath slows in silent acceptance 
as a single sun beam calls of gracious salutations 

my spirit drift endless
of cresent moon at twilights eve.
and warriors song in mornings mist

as warmth showers my flesh 
my spirit tingle complete    
touching a loving convergence, the ultimate purity received
I become one as the spirit calls

with each breath, completion......
___________________________


Details | Free verse | |

Our Love Is Enough

We don't need to go out and party,
We don't need to drink,
We don't need to socialize,
We don't need to go shopping,
We don't need to spend money,
We don't need to go to a movie,
We don't need to watch sporting events,
We don't need to go out to eat,
Because we found love,
And our love is enough.


Details | Burlesque | |

Death's Darkbeat Door


as many times I close my immortal chime-street eyelids
I hear the grim echo of the tap shoe reaper shuffling her uncertain deck
in the god forsaken rusty night corridor
of death’s darkbeat door
a waltz, a swing a whirling dervish belly hop bop 
pick it..she’ ll be a willing partner when it’s time


Details | Sonnet | |

I Love You, Death

           I LOVE YOU, DEATH
I love you death, and welcome all you're not;
no love, no hate, no failing and no gain,
no fighting for the things we haven't got
nor wondering about our latest pain.

Your mercy is a thing I surely bless
anticipating you, my only friend,
who brings conclusion to all wretchedness
the only one who knows us in the end.

So come you now as I help you along
you know you've tried to get me in the past
but now I know your timing is not wrong
and so I live and breath for you at last.

Your nothingness is what I hunger for
and in your end, I pray there's nothing more.
© ron wilson


Details | Lyric | |

Turn the searchlight on

Another tribute to John and Carla Sherman.


Turn the searchlight on

Turn the searchlight on
Let it bath you in it’s light
Take a look into you
Just look with all your might
Let the world be round you
But don’t pay it no mind
Just turn around and look at you
You’re not too hard to find.

Don’t ask so many questions
Beside the point these be
You have to do the looking
So very endlessly
The looking’s never over
It be your life, that’s all
Then one day when the fever breaks
It’s all so wonderful.

You have to do the looking
That’s all you have to do
Just take a look into you
Oh please just look at you
You must use self -reliance
Can’t count on no one else
The looking is the only way to health.

You don’t have to look for Gurus
No need for all the books
All you really have to do
Is stop and take a look
Then when the fear of life is gone
You’ll see life how it is
Just look, look, look each chance you get
I can only tell you this.

2 April 2011 @ 0430hrs.


Details | Prose Poetry | |

Milroy Farm

Milroy Farm
11-30-08
By
William L. Moore
For
William McCracken Milroy

Sitting in my Deer stand
Upon my Uncles land
Feel the simple breeze
As it whispers through the trees

Waiting for the Deer
Not a single hint of fear
Hear the leaves rustle
In all of the bustle

As they encroach
The closer they approach
It’s really really strange
As they cross the range

As you hear the gun go CRACK
I may have hit his back
He stumbles gently away
And falls where he may lay

I must wait until he dies
Let alone through the cries
I am through with the season
Since I have accomplished my reason

Uncle Bill I thought of you when
I wrote this and wanted to make
Sure that you got it
Love
William Lewis Moore
Bill


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Come away...

Into the dark,
far past your walls.
Into the heart beat,
that keeps time with your own.
Far past reality...
all plans carved into your stone.
Into your escape,
far into your freedom.
Passing all that does you harm,
and all that would ever do so.
You feel like you've won,
when a sound brings you back.
An alarm sounds.
Whaleing and crying,
through the mist filled wood.
I could go back...maybe I should.
I hear their dogs 
and I hear their calls.
I'm forced back into the darkness
Where dreams are made,
but never come true.
Hide me from my darkining spirits,
and I'll return the favor to you.
Come away with me,
I'll show you how to.


Details | Enclosed Rhyme | |

Isolated

Knowing this may sound a bit shwred
Feelings do become complicated
Words said to the desolated
The intentions are to elud


Details | I do not know? | |

Love of Life

Every day, every night
Everything seems the same
The darkness, the light
all smother me. 
When will
                                                                                             I  
Start to notice
All the issues apart from 
My own little world?
Seems to me that I
                                                                                            am  
Blind to life, yet loving life
How can both of these diverse
subjects be so alike?
It does
                                                                                             not
mean that one should not take notice
Through the babbling streams,
bubbling and warbling
There is LIFE!
No more tears,
No more sorrow
for no one shall be smitten
                                                                                               dead
by sorrow, tears, or misgivings.
Cherish that you are alive.


Details | Haiku | |

ages of pranquility

may I coincide
                         when darkness reighs the earth
the true morals rise


Details | Couplet | |

Dance Alive Itty Bitty

Hope banks at the shores of eternity,
faith reaches for the realm of reality.
Hear the sparrows sing on broken boles,
listen to the splashing of rain on lost souls. 
Look at the end of the tunnel O fearful!
wake up weary folks, life is beautiful.
The drum speaks of hope and fixed fate;
dance alive, sing aloud in your low estate.


Details | Rhyme | |

THE FLEETING SHADOW

The fleeting shadow 
Lurks in the dark murky meadows
It watches in the distance
At the walking figure 
Of a lonely fellow
The young fellow hinds his steps
As he smells the putrid odor
Of ancient death
As old as the vindictive serpent
He is the vagrant dead one
It was born in the Land 
Between Rivers
It peers into the young fellow’s soul
And makes his spine quiver
But the fellow knows of the ether
And it’s Divine Creator
He has studied the sacred writings
Knows of the Almighty Power
That can strike you down like lightning
He knows of a heavenly brimstone fire
That consumes all evil
Of those that speak with evil tongues
The Breath of Life
Will abandon their lungs
The young fellow casts his head down
And whispers a prayer
He had learnt form the great scriptures
A majestic angel appears 
Carrying a bejeweled scepter
And walks beside the lonely fellow
As he walks out of the dark murky meadows
The lurking shadow flees
At the sight of the angel’s 
Golden halo


Details | Light Poetry | |

trees are shinning

trees are shinning 
trees are mine 

all past diplomas cannot describ my mind 
because i am now holding nature with it"s sound 

i became the trees owner 
and seas ruler 

give me a try , i love you sky 
let me express you in words of mine 

 but  it  is coming now 
GOD took from me the beauty of lie 

i am not an owner 
i am not a ruler 

i am just a human who loves nature
so i said what i have said  

i love flowers , i love it"s smell
i have seen many lovers , talking about them

they were right 
once again , i am a liar 

but what can i make 
i am trees and flowers lover 

i love you natural flowers 
and lovely air going on fresh farmers 


moon ,are you always white
 because you have light 

with this light you are white 
i wish to have a face like your"s ,what that sounds?

thank GOD for boons 
and for rains and clouds 

 donot be sad people 
sad with all this light ?just laught and have funny sound


with all this nights, with all this natural kinds
with nature side
 


Details | Free verse | |

The Idiot

Almost 
Shades of pine in derision on the loom/

Generous sway through timeless appease the trees,
Brandished by timely groves chased after wind breeze,
Sullen...
I hit my head on a passing potatoe through the leaves;

The Idiot

Charmed in an almost decadence shattered fragments 
They say that we are young only once on point
Visible
Shattered glass amidst the decorum shredded braid,

Tempted again through the wind/

Blatant 

My head swell as if an almost glow;
Black ash through peach cornerstones
Farmers in delusion there frequent solution
Viable breach of peace 

Sullen fragments out on the pavement floor lest I implore,
Control freeks in sullen apartment dealings fly's on wall
The ocean with sun no fun we run in timeless fight
Shallow scheme amidst the chore a quaint bore of illusion

Fought back the tears with a smile etched in the decorum once more
A tree to loom in timeless bleed
Achieve
Certain factual death?

The idiot would squirm ego burn another page is now turned;
Ass!


Details | Sonnet | |

Great is the Day

Great is the day when a song you hear.
It makes your spirit soar through wind.
Great is the day when your time begins.
It makes you wake up and hoot a cheer.
 
Great is the day when it is a new year.
It makes you back to where you been.
Great is the day to manage a few grins.
It will put you into another hemisphere.
 
Great is the day just to be,
A part of a world that sings!
Great is the day just to see,
A wondrous mix of things!
 
Great is the day,
Is all I can say!
 
 
© Copyright: Ann Rich   2006


Details | Lyric | |

Reliance

Lord why is it that,
When I am behind foreign lines
I cling to you as if Im  running out of time
Meditating on your words
as is if it was the only antidote to my curse
And even though the unknown land is uneasy
and my earthly sense of security may no longer exist
It is your voice which becomes the softest kiss
and your releaving words become an addiction I can not resist
So when waves of anxious worries try to persist
I must use my 5 senses, to feel your presence,
Because,
The fear of losing sight of you and not being focused
Is so horrific
I do not grit my teeth and clinch my fist
Instead I get on my knees and to you I submit


I see kids dying to be seen
Saying daddy "watch me!", Constantly
There are,
 People making a declaration
with their clothes or  beliefs
Screaming out of desperation
"I am here, look at me!"
We all crave this attention
 It why we make big scenes
But there is this realization
That we were made to seek
A constant confirmation
We're alive and been seen
The only complication
That allows us to sink
Is the clear distraction
when we start to think
That our peers accept-ion
Is all that we we need
Cant you see,
This goes back to Adam and Eve
We were built with a longing
 To Have a strong Identity
And be in the center of the ring
Having the splendor of the king
Christ offers us those things
And he is more than willing
But we keep declining, though
He waits for us, in his quiet place
He shows his many faces in so many different places
He paces out outside of our door way
As we race through our days
thats why we forget  to communicate
But When We simply pray 
And contimplate his words
We take the negative 
and turn it into a positive verse
A plain reminder we need to put him first


Details | Free verse | |

Torture Within

There is a dividing line between the chasm fault

Some are eager & content to appear righteous yet
They are only fooling themselves through a dance
One in twain marked on its blotted page yet fully intact
Working too hard can give anyone a heart attack

Lines have been drawn in the sand
When will we ever understand?
The visible from the invisible yet now were caught in the middle
Some our eager and content in playin second fiddle?

Clearer heads have prevailed yet

There is still known torture from within my friend
One will take the time out to listen
A sign of grace spread out upon a peyton place
Circumstances all for second glances?

Yet the heart from within will surface again 

Fought back the tears with a smile still to know all the great while
A pen on a paper a stereo to caper
Me & Eric b & a nice cool plate of fish
Sorry to have missed its waiting bliss

In agony we will begin to see
A misfortune to a heightened reality as a key
Soaring ever higher then ever before reaching great heights
Shattered fragments on the pavement floor 

Some are eager & caught in vice
perhaps another chance or a roll of the dice?


Details | Narrative | |

Tis All About the Journey

I’m so thankful for the given path That began when I was just a seed The glorious plan that our God hath Tis all about the journey, indeed Each step in life I take with grace Filled with peace and tranquility Always keeping at a gentle pace I know the best is waiting for me You can’t reach the full bloom Without the growth of the stem Clear the space and make room For the journey provided by Him You gotta step through gritty sand To reach God’s calm sea of ecstasy Slow down and enjoy the given land As it says in that song, Feelin’ Groovy It’s good to be scheduled, almost mostly But some moments are meant to be still Which, always brings to stand a memory Of a moment in time, yes, a really big deal Where ever you are, as you go on your way And it doesn’t even matter where you start Take time often, to be with others and play But be sure you always carry a joyful heart Cherish the yester-moments and live for today Keep dreaming of what the tomorrows might be I may not know for sure, but that’s just what I say And I’ll keep believing, tis all about the journey Florence McMillian (Flo)


Details | Prose Poetry | |

Sunshine By WLM November 25, 2008

Sunshine
11-25-08
William L. Moore

Outside the sun is grand
In which I love to stand
Soaking up all the rays
Hope it stays this way for days

The breeze is cool
Like a shining Jewel 
The noise is so quiet
You wish you could buy it 

How heavenly I feel
It tis the real deal
The beauty abounds
As I walk around

The planes fly high
In the deep blue sky
Marking their time
Just follow the line

The tall trees that show
Will continue to grow
And are the trees we love to see
Glory Be!  We will jump up with Glee!


Details | Classicism | |

what is family

Blood doesn't always make you family to me its loyalty and respect if I need you right beside me is where you'll be To me blood is not a big deal,To me it matters whos real and whos around when im up or when i fallen to the ground thats how i feel for me always ready to chill and for me will kill the people who always been there before and are here still


Details | Rhyme | |

High Cloud

High Cloud

High cloud, high cloud, where are you going?
You seem determined to go where ever the wind’s blowing,
High cloud, high cloud, where will you go, 
While the sun sets and the shadows grow,
You’ve had a long day
You’ve came a long way
Drifting through the air, are you a castaway?
You provide beauty
You provide reason
You’re forever changing, as are the seasons
You hold a silent faith,
You serve a quiet purpose,
With nothing more to offer than what’s on your surface,
You amuse children,
Leave adults in awe,
You affix your grace where ever you are,
High cloud, high cloud, where are you going?
You’re fearless to go where ever the wind’s blowing,
High cloud, high cloud, where will you go,
Once the sun sets, and the shadows grow


By: Arvind Vallabhaneni
Write a backwards poem contest


Details | Rhyme | |

Prayer for a Soldier

I wish for you encompassing protection, a little extra of Gods attention to follow you 
wherever you roam until you return safely home.

I wish for you peace and love, a special tie from God above to keep you feeling safe 
and warm even in the middle of a storm.

I wish for you true understanding, a secret insight to what he's planning, in this war 
and in your life so you wont be broken by the strife. So you will know what is meant 
to be will be and that you will make it back home safely. 

No one will be able to bring you harm. 

You will return home to your family's arms.

This prayer I send out for you, a soldier who is strong and true, a man of great 
nobility, may you have the strength to BE ALL YOU CAN BE!


Details | Ballad | |

GIVE ME A CROWN, NOT A TROPHY!

Modesty is for the one not seeking more,
I came crashing like a wave to rage 
my battle over the undeserving one;
I declared my right and proclaimed it on stage..

Give a crown, not a trophy...
I struggled through years of obstinacies,
while others celebrated their life with garb:
nothing was given to me, I earned every degree;
when courage was scarce, I clinged to myself,
hoping that a better day would come!

Riches can make an individual's life free of needless pain,
and from that inheritance I never received a dime:
my careless dad squandered it on a wicked woman,
whose lust for pleasure was as lurid as her mind;
and my quest for a brighter tomorrow remained silent,
but this inner voice was there...to guide my step!

Give a crown, not a trophy...
I outran everyone tripping and falling,
and my stamina got me to the finishing line;
my sweat felt like warm rain  
and its raindrops seemed the jewels on that crown
that I had dreamt of winning!
Give a crown, not a trophy;
and do I ask much for this formidable try?

Wealth keeps many from being famous,
it may be rooted in laziness, or a life-style of comfort:
I have neither felt it nor enjoyed it...or even come close;
it isn't given without a cost...it must be earned without haste,
and if it is a crown you are after,
put away all your stubbornness and dare!


Details | Free verse | |

Frisky Dandy Lion

Let the air fill your vocal sounds
Be enlightened by a gospel, energized choir
You are the main event
Brazening with glamorous features 
How lucky could you be? 

I seek not to hunt you down...heartless of your beauty 
Your hoarse growling is replaced by a heartening melody
Appeasing to your malcontent hunger

Though your bones are fit enough to fight...
There's a possibility you could be a bending stem

I don't mean to hunt down your gracefulness and your brazening pride 

Don't turn against me...refrain from being inappropriate in your tensing growl 
Thrilled by denied consequences 

I seek not to hunt you down...heartless of your beauty 
Your hoarse growling is replaced by a heartening melody
Appeasing to your malcontent hunger

Pluck the dandelions and weeds in the Garden of Eden
So you can seek growth and maturity
Meandering around, trying to find the faceless truth
I could sense your controlled hunger

Snatching me in alarm
Meaning no harm...you are a cooperative, cheerful charm
Don't give away this edification...
Except it and don't lose it at all
Burn down 
The resistible temptations
Slightly crawling their way 
Out of drilling fears

I don't mean to hunt down your gracefulness and your brazening pride 

I don't want to be sprawled in your clashing, fist-shaped paws
Snatching me with a hook and I'm the victim who is lifeless-- the fish

Could you recall your dandelion, carrion life dragging you to deeper trouble 
Don't hide yourself in desperation, you dandy, enlightening lion
Strengthening your courteous and courageous thrills
Filled with pride and contentment 

Don't lack humbleness, I see your avarice, heartless auras 
Be the thriving, main event 
Create a courageous scene just for curiosity

Keep yourself stable 
Reflect your will on a clear, glass table
Meander your troublesome ways
Be a cooperative soul to your endeavors
Full of heartening compliments

Bring this ticket to heaven's heights 
Uplifting to your scorching, motionless fate
Running off like a withering dandelion without pedals
Still staying cooperative with the rhythm of the wind 
You are still considered 
My dandy lion sent from heaven's heights

Pluck the dandelions and weeds in the Garden of Eden
So you can seek growth and maturity

I seek not to hunt you down...heartless of your beauty 
Your hoarse growling is replaced by a heartening melody
Appeasing to your malcontent hunger

I hope you could reach your paws to heaven's heights
Where safety is freely given
To a hungry, pleasurable kitten


Details | Ballad | |

Josette, Drive the Faerie out of me

She's Lost--I'm the one left to blame Forsaken by my potent manipulating game I've killed the one, My starcrossed heart Desires ...But not By My hands I Try To Follow her ghost But the fog and mist are too strong My eyes are rendered useless "You're Never going to Find Josette" The netherworld Spirits sang I Won't lose Heart I Will Win this Fight For My Sacred Josette's Right to Life This is what happens when The Devil's Adovocate Falls for Jesus's Greatest Bride This is what happens When The life of the disease Loves the cure it desperately hates Drives you mad But Wasn't I already? Josette, I'm begging you To Drive the Faerie out of Me


Details | Free verse | |

Invisibility

Is it better to be invisible?
To be a nobody?
Because then you don't get in trouble.
But people don't notice you.
You don't know what to do.
I don't know what to do.


Details | Quatrain | |

Tonight I Went to Heaven

Tonight I went to Heaven

Tonight, I went to heaven even though I was asleep.
Alone stood I in a clouded hall, confused and at the brink.
Starkness attacked my presence; bewildered I began to weep.
In the distance, I saw figures and my eyes started to blink.

Slowly white approached me…light was their backdrop.
Awe-stricken by the quiet, my eternity seemed so near.
I could not feel my heartbeat throb; soon, breath, too, began to stop.
My swirling head spun very fast, images appeared unclear.

With open arms they greeted me my loved friends and relatives dear.
Peace and light surrounded everywhere as starkness disappeared.
“Come, my dear, do not shed your tears. Our Father is very near.”
I walked with them beyond that light; my trust had been commandeered.

I did not see the pearly gates, but the streets were burnished gold.
Winding paths where chariots passed on golden bricks placed with care.
There tapestries spun from angel hair, I spellbound did behold.
Glistened by the Father’s glow that radiated loves bright flare.

I expected the grandest mansions, exquisite, very plush.
But saw small dwellings of much style each one prepared...in place.
People walked upon the streets, but not one soul did I see rush.
Simple, like the Savior, unfettered-love filled Heaven's space.

Soft music permeated, heavenly singing infusing.
I wondered why they took me from the hall to that lovely hill -
Dressed in perfect whiteness they came with pureness embracing.
And led me to my amazing and beautiful dreamy thrill.

© July 17, 2010
Dane Smith-Johnsen


© July 17, 2010
Dane Smith-Johnsen


Details | Rhyme | |

Abide in the Light

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

Forgive me for drifting away from you… 

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

I’m still training for perfection    

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

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

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

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

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


Details | Dramatic Verse (Verse Drama) | |

Fallen Warrior

     The spell of the 
ring 
  proved too powerful 
for his proud heart 
He broke the promise 
    which bound the nine 
walkers 
   By trying to take the one 
from Frodo 
     and bring it to Minas Tirith 
 for the defense of that city
   Frodo fled from him 
       Boromir then faced orc arrows
 He fought bravely to the end 
but realized his mistake too late 
He died defending the hobbits 
   Too many orc arrows 
struck him 
  He died a hero's dath 
His body - along with his broken horn 
were sent down the Anduin 
Thus passed Boromir 
son of Denethor


Details | I do not know? | |

What should I do

I could cry or let the world get me down
But that would let it win I am to strong for that
I think I will go into town
And get a new hat

Or maybe I should write a pome or sonnet
On life and love
Make it funny heart felt or about a dog in a bonnet
Maybe some gray doves

It really is not important what I do
Or how I spend my day
As long as I don't let it make me blue
I know it will all be Okay

I can sing write or just watch tv
As long as I have hope it will be fine
And your here with me
Maybe I should drop some old friends a line

I really could do just about anything
Cause today I have faith in the world
I can do everything
I am a girl


Details | Free verse | |

Festi and Fireworks

Zurrieq Festa our destination
Driving off late into the night
Over terrible roads, chasing islanders
All worth it to see the sight.

The church golden and brightly lit
Shining out for all to see
Bunting and stalls lining the streets
Everywhere people, excitement is building
Bands lining up to be heard as they march.

Suddenly it's midnight!

Melodic sounds keep time with fireworks
Each display more impressive than the last
Whirling and twirling freely on posts
Physics at the base of their design
As beauty shines through in the colours and patterns
Hands clapping, people cheering, part of the moment.


Details | Rhyme | |

A Fight for the Light

I hear a cry from the world
A desperate longing for air
But how can I feed the poor
And what food can I spare
 
There is a knocking at the door
In his hand is something priceless
Worth more than any stone
Something that would feed them all
 
He knocks but very few answer
What he holds in his hands they mock
Isn’t anybody there?
Many talk but don’t know how to walk
 
I myself have let fear take hold
But fear will not reign in me
Things will happen before I grow old
Many beyond what I can see
 
I’ve answered the door I know what to do
I’ve seen the light, if only they knew too
Fear has taken hold
But it’s time to be bold
 
The one I spoke with at the door
He gave me some seeds
 He said I have a small chore
Could you please plant these?
I had many questions you see
But his answer was simple
All he said was follow me
 
And so I began on a journey
After taking a refreshing bath
With my hand full of seeds
I began on the narrow path
 
I followed the light of the one at the door
He said plant these seeds and I will give you more
I began to search for somewhere to plant
But the voice in my head said you can’t, you can’t
 
The light is moving ahead
But I am frozen still
Being torn to a shred
The voice says, what about your bill?
 
 Suddenly I look up and realize the light is far away
And I recall that one small, simple command
I ask myself, how could I have gone astray.
Then I remembered the seeds still in my hand
 
 As I realized my inadequacies
I was lifted up on the wings of a great white dove
Soaring over the trees
I saw all the others on the path from above
 
I watched them clawing their way through all kinds of trouble
I wanted them to be as I was, soaring above the world
I felt like I was safe here watching the world turn to rubble
Until flying from the opposite direction 
Came a pretty looking girl
 
She said come with me I’ll show you my world
I gazed at her, enticed by her beauty
Distracted I fell, and back to the ground I was hurled
When I opened my eyes she was not to be seen
 
But the light it was still there
It never fades, never dies
As long as I still breathe this air
The light never ceases to shine
 
I realized now that I was a liar
To think that I was any higher
Without that great dove
The power from above
I stand on level ground
With everyone around
So what right have I to look down?
 
Though fear has ceased me, pride has made a fool of me, and temptation has lured me
I can still see what lies ahead, should I march towards the light
I may fall again, but I can always open my eyes and see
That though this journey may take a lifetime, it’s worth the fight



Details | Imagism | |

Mountains, Pebbles and Sand

Isolation from familiarity
Leaves me alone with my thoughts
Leading to insanity
My exterior facade of calm
 
Illusions of stability and repetition of life
Fear sneaks upon me
I stub my toe walking
This seemingly clear path
 
In this landscape 
I see mountains
Imagine the summit's view
This trail requires faith -- not shoes
 
I choose to take off my sandals
Better to feel pebbles between my toes
Than to wonder about sensations
This adventure of life
 
Next time I stroll upon fine sand
I will remember the pebbles
Gratitude fills my heart
Familiarity blankets my being


Details | Free verse | |

Enigmatic Lane

Enigmatic Lane

This enigmatic lane-
I’ve walked long.
And now I see
Only barren lands,
A mere setting sun,
And a vague horizon.

I turn to look back
Along this enigmatic lane.
And then I see
Those umpteen vicissitudes,
Those sudden meanders,
Those familiar turns,
Those abrupt detours.

Down this enigmatic lane,
There have been
Many a rich meadows,
Many a bleak wastelands,
Millions of pompous marches,
Millions of disconcerting dirges,
Several comforts of love,
Several cruelties of reclusion.

Along this enigmatic lane
I may no longer tread, for-
As I now halt, I ponder-
Perpetuation has always been
The ruse of fleeting phases,
And what worth has it been
To walk this enigmatic lane.


Details | I do not know? | |

The Four Horsemen

The Four Horses went riding

as I trotted 'round in shame

Two worlds were colliding

and I felt the flame

 

 

So here I am in hiding

for I am to blame

Now, Four Horses are dividing

and calling out my name


Details | Prose Poetry | |

Sunshine By WLM November 25, 2008

Outside the sun is grand
In which I love to stand
Soaking up all the rays
Hope it stays this way for days

The breeze is cool
Like a shining Jewel 
The noise is so quiet
You wish you could buy it 

How heavenly I feel
It tis the real deal
The beauty abounds
As I walk around

The planes fly high
In the deep blue sky
Marking their time
Just follow the line

The tall trees that show
Will continue to grow
And are the trees we love to see
Glory Be!  We will jump up with Glee!


Details | Couplet | |

Treasured Relic

“As long as it stands with four walls and a door, a church will remain a refuge”

		   Treasured Relic 

I stroll upon the sandy path along the ocean side
And come upon a little church, well worn by time and tide.

Walking up the wooden steps, I open unlocked door.
Aware I am trespassing I continue to explore.

Fresh flowers at the altar and I soon come to realize,
This church is not abandoned. I was too quick to surmise.

Light through the stained glass windows is reflected on the walls,
As if lighting them for guidance of the choir to their stalls.

And then I hear them singing, notes still hang upon the air
From the last hymn they had offered to parishioners gathered there.

I turn as the church door opens and a small figure appears.
It is not a ghost or phantom, I see plainly as she nears.

She is a white haired lady with a smile upon her face. 
I stumble quickly backward but she does not slow her pace.

I stammer an apology for my bold intrusion there.
She says, "You need not worry you are always welcome here.

It is kept for wayside travelers who might need a place to pray
And a refuge from the weather should one need a place to stay.

We still hold Sunday services when vacation folks are here.
Stay as long as you would like to stay. You’re welcome, never fear."

With a smile she turns and leaves me and I linger for an hour.
As I pray I feel His presence and His everlasting power.

Then gathering my coat and hat, I walk back to my parked car,
Knowing I have found a refuge after traveling afar.

By: Joyce Johnson 9/23/11

for Constance-My Dear Heart’s contest “A Church By the Ocean” Place no. 2







Details | Free verse | |

Chapter 12 Annihilation

The Tragedy of Humanity is the Monoku of us failing to believe you
Is This Greed be ye Acrostic for not knowing the Gnostics 
Molding Most be the boast in Senryu saying you can’t tell me what to do
Excommunicating Faith is a Tanka for those who sank 
Insanities Calamities in this Enclosed Ryhme regarding to our binds
Sinful Are These Ways considers what we forgot in this Rubaiyat
No Righteousness In a Senryu for those who forgotten about you
Oligarchies Creating Hate in each and every state be in Enclosed Ryhme 
Worshiping Vanities is a Lanterne telling you to burn
Ruthless Deceptions be a Fibonacci trying to drown the mariachi
Evil Enemy Tricks informs of a constructive fraud in Ballade
Trouble Moving is trouble grooving to chime in this Enclosed Ryhme
Roadside Utilities you see they are a bank of put in Tanka
Indestructible Ye told Ottava rima, praying you have the mind of
But Backsliding means deciding what zone told in Canzone
Unruly Child is for the minds of you told in Haiku
Truth Be Insight be an Ottava rima about the main man Prima
Inclined Minds is another Ottava rima about the change of time for Ye
Opportunities There Be in this Senryu don’t you see
No Matter is about the chatter in an Enclosed Rhyme for you to find
Death Be A Lady This Night ask which way is right Ottava rima
Introduction Which Leads To Reduction a Nonet seduction
Sexual Acts Meant To Distract be the private zone Canzone
Turmoil That We Struggle With is a chime in Enclosed Rhyme
Redefining Ones Plight be Ottava rima telling you to fight
Instilled In Ye Is Light another Nonet so that you don’t forget
Believing Wrong or Right asks this Enclosed Rhyme the real war crime
Undertaken Be Ye is a new flight zone told in Canzone
Transcendent In Flight is the alteration told in Alliteration
Inner Subconscious Intelligence universal relevance in Name
Outside This Reality which is for you to do discern told in Lanterne
New To Old Experience is an Enclosed Rhyme we all mime
Nay Sayers Deny Greatest Fear in Acrostic about ye the agrestic
Over Energy Transfer is Canzone about the unknown
What Will You Do is just asking you in Haiku?


Details | Couplet | |

New Beginning

Introduction: It’s a piece dedicated to the lullaby of a different kind. It’s something which has happened to many out there, but the experience is distinctively significant…


A priceless surprise, silenced all in its tune By a soft heavenly cry, from the delivery room Only a few hours was the night; so young Where for the first time, she opened her eyes, While by her side her dearly loved one For the last time, closed her teary eyes Father held her near and resounded to her cry; But all mother could share was, this lullaby – The long last beep from the ECG Echoed her heartbeat…The last goodbye Happiness and sadness broke through the night With streams of tears for mother’s plight; She never had the chance to hold her close But left precious prayers that never left her side As she came down to their hearts Her soul flew up high apart, The transfer of two lives through one, Their journey was complete and done Caught within that reverie He conveyed the Azaan through her ears, In the wake of such irony He fell down to prostrate in tears When all hopes seemed to end, father’s prayer did transcend O’ Almighty became her closest friend and had for her a Grande plan, Under HIS mercy and HIS guide, she flourished through the darkest nights To a new beginning – she set off to write.


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Seldom

Seldom

Seldom,
So seldom does this word prevail;
How shall it seek you too?
Seldom is a spark renewed,
Ephemeral and divine it appears;
Its light seems certain to no purpose;
Like sparklers in the brain,
They thrive in numbers but exist
No longer than thought sublime;
Seldom do they stay,
They only drift and shine towards decay.



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In A State of Amnesia Falling Into Fantasia

Your love, like amnesia it made me forget all the dark forces against me they tortured me relentless then you put me into amnesia from the problems, hope came in the foresight of your prowess and the light emanating from your face what seems calm on the surface is often roaring within screaming, hair crazy like I'm the demon's descendant only strong feelings can push out the weak and those skeletons surface, hurt us and repeat so no ones around and I learn to hate me and no Love to be found because it gave me a profound amnesia. waking prematurely every other time I sleep seeking sanctuary why cant I be at peace? fill up a void come into my world exposed to be touched pay no mind I'm at home when the pain seems too much shut it off like a light now i'm all into peace a presence around me a love like amnesia I'm falling into fantasia calm as can be worries drift away forget how hurt I am for one meaningful day no I'm not the devil but I know who he is he once came to visit and make my soul his as a dark ball inside me consumes me at times i keep inching forward toward the many facets of mind knowing not showing much at all down in the sunrise revived by the fall a natural course of a star entering destruction like lotus flowers in bloom under a fog covered moon in the cold autumn wind healing old scars within practice the old magik into a new growing skill will it be enough the day which stands still worth fighting for.


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They move on tracks of never-ending light

Through every small step
You’re confidence slowly builds
Every little peace
Is part of the path we build
As we move forward
Throughout all the hard days
Our tracks are still there
To help if we lose our way.

It is no small feat
To go through this depression
But on paths we move
Never to ask wrong questions.

The past is long gone
And today we still look on
Walking on... and on
Until we have what we want.
Because we all move
To seek out the solitude
And to find the place
Where no angel sings alone
And no one will fall
Through heavens gates we shall crawl
One day; we will all
If you follow the tracks
Of the never ending light.


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Look for Me

Somewhere tingling on the tip of your tongue
Look for me
Remembering 
When we were young

Somewhere hiding in the bottom of your heart
Look for me
Trying
To finish what I start

Somewhere running in the back of your mind
Look for me
Falling
And getting left behind

Somewhere sinking in the depths of your soul
Look for me
Spiraling
Way out of control

Somewhere lurking in your shadows of doubt
Look for me
Searching
To find my way out


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intimate relationship

Intimate Relationship 

 Saw the rusty old tramp-ship on the glittering
blues sea mowing cumbersome eastward.
My god, I knew her, more than many, had spent
two years in her hot interior and long nights
listening to her reassuring heart beats.

When sea was rough she rode the waves like 
a swan, shuddered sometimes as to get sea off 
her deck. Here she was again, under alien flag, 
disappearing slowly as a dream remembered. 

Wondered if she was on her way to Caribbean?
She liked it there, warm water good for her hull.
And like me she knew every little port, she could 
birth blindfolded. Glad to see her again, yet sad
feel as I betrayed her for leaving; pitiable she, not 
anchored in the inlet of peace by now. 


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slumber

Walking down the dock on a sunny sunny day,
The ground begins to tremble,
The boards begin to shake.
Side to side the waters start to sway.
The houses started crumbling-
I'll go the other way.
Confused in dismay,
What brought on this day.
Then to hear steps running,
right down my lane.
Fear upload,I gotta go,
I'm running to the boat.
The boat takes off, relief sets in,
Then I think again.
I look around, my heart then pounds.
The demons chasing me,
were no longer on the ground.
I hit the deck & hold my breath,
But do not fear of death.
They see my face, its time to go.
I'll cut threw the evening show.
Somethings wrong,I do not know,
We start to over flow.
I grab a raft & say good=bye
I'm off this f*****g boat.
Arrive ashore,can't take no more.
Be sure to leave no trace.
Their right on my tail,they followed me there.
This game no longer a race.
Cut threw the yard,
Slow down my pace,
Look for some where safe.
Then to notice, I am all alone, nobody's here in this place.
The yellow house,the smell of paste,
I'll never forget this place.
The spooky sense I feel from here.
I hear them @ the gates.
I run out back, into the street,
then what I come to see.
A mansion on top a hill, as far as I can see.
I take off quick,& don't look back.
For this shyt, I ain't beat.
I reach the gates & continue to wait.
Hoping salvation for me.
--I turned to look and see,my demons in my dreams,are still chasing me,I cannot feel 
my feet.
I get so scared I close my eyes & open again to see.
I'm home in my bed,safe as any could be.
That was a crazy f***in dream.


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Integrity-

 
life of harmony
no exception to the rules
stumbling ..  I rise
 


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The Angels scatter The almighty Thunder NUFF LUV Galour

A priceless road I find 
dangerous game blasphemy,
Wing destiny. To my statue, 
leaning forward and less 
backward down helpless knees, 
begging for A breadcrumb, asking  
blood red wine. Quenching 
thirst of the almighty to his 
throne, for what we don't 
know, we will learn to speak 
tongue as we follow his 
nameless lemon drop 
in the lion's den feeding 
all who starve... With thunder Nuff 
Love!!!!!! God has handed 
freely.....  Striking, I dare not abuse 
thy neighbor shooting anger 
out thy hatred for the angels 
scatter... A natures beast, Galour 
Which has released mi from evil.... As we 
come heaven's door,crawling 
to meet his feet...... Tu wash dem
Clean.


Tribute tu di mi teacher, who has expanded mi mind to be A great writer; Richard Palmer..... Thanx mi friend and soul- mate<3 for our strength will cury pon.


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' Purpose and Conviction ... '

With Purpose and Conviction
May I Walk This Life
With Meaning and Love
And A Higher-Conscious-Price

Respect – Given and Accepted
With Modest Composure
And The Wisdom and Work
For An Optimistic Exposure

With Honor and Beauty
May I Walk This Life
… and Above All Else, With God
Each Step … Power-Precise !

So, When Paced Before The Throne
Of Pure-Passion and Glory
I May Flinch, but Not Dread
As They Relate, Whole Life Story

… for, With Purpose and Conviction
I Am Walking In Life
With Meaning and Love
… and Prayers, Thru Jesus Christ …


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A Force of the Divine

Have you seen little floaters that drift in the sky?
They can be quite deceiving; they exist on our eye,
They’re black in the centers, Surrounded in white,
A scratch on the lenses, protecting the eye,
I’ve seen others beyond these, that dance and move free,
Could it be what I’m observing is divine energy?
From the rays of the moon, they’re produced overnight,
Charged up by the sun and dispersed throughout light,
To the trees and all nature, throughout all living things,
Do we play the lead role because we’re human beings?
Colors of purple, Neon and white,
Translucent by day, rarely seen in the night,
Are they just an illusion or simply just and divine?
Do they have an influence on the subconscious mind?
Why can I see them and what are they for?
As a creative distraction or to show us a door?
To a realm of existence, less explored by mankind,
Leaving secrets between shadows for all species to find,
Which leads me to believe that this force in disguise,
Has an influence great on the mind and its’ eyes,
Facilitating our evolution as we live life to learn,
How to live in the light, it's a right we must earn,
This existence is puzzling; the ultimate unspoken test,
Of our will to live righteous, of our desires to live blessed,
To believe there's no evil is to believe there's no light,
Yet the belief there exists nothing in my mind is not right,
Although this life we design is so hard to conceive,
If you give it some thought you might come to believe,
That a power exists here, a force of the divine,
A power that does work through the mysterious mind,
Yet these messages relayed on a subliminal level,
Are most times distorted through the works of the devil,
Yet that's a part of life’s battle in my mind there's no doubt,
That a duty of ours as humans is to help figure this out,
So take a look within yourself and maybe contemplate this,
For thy kingdom is amazing are you living its' bliss?
 
Copyright ©2012 Zachary Jackson


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Life's Many Riddles

The foundations of life,
The existence of the divine,
The why not, what’s and why’s,
For the creation of time,
For the answers sought out,
They shall never be found,
They’re what keep our minds wandering,
That’s why life’s so profound,
Just be real to yourself,
Try to live in the minute,
Take advantage of this life,
Respecting everything in it,
Do not dwell on the past,
Do not bother with ego,
Try not to ask yourself questions,
Like in death where do we go?
Just make plans for the future,
What’s your next step in life?
Is it time to grow older?
And settle down with a wife,
Should I have a few children?
Could I support them if so?
Would I make a good parent?
I’m confused, I don’t know,
Just let life take its’ course,
As it comes sail along,
Everything happens for a reason,
No matter how right or wrong!

 
Copyright © 2009 Zachary Jackson


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Walking East To Freedom

I had spent two years behind a desk,
Working for good money like the rest,
No rest for me in my king sized bed,
Happiness was always one step ahead,
My conscious pulled, my person split,
A tug of war, to stay or to quit?
Car gone nothing to drive,
But feeling free not deprived,
Trusting him signing my resignation,
Pack on my back, feet on top of a nation,
Heading east feeling so well,
Till the highway, i stood facing my hell,
Feelings of sorrow, dis pare, and shame,
Regret for leaving battling physical pain,
Nothing behind me the way i came,
I prayed for strength, that the trip not be in vein,
As i continued my pace quickened,
To His voice i began to listen,
Tears of joy as i reached the trail,
Feeling so strong, not weak or frail,
A day of rest and then i was on my way,
This time it seamed like a brighter day,
The truth He spoke, i began to find,
With food and shelter i felt satisfied,
Happiness came in a sleeping bag bed,
And a small tent in which to lay my head,
Free from my shackles and chains,
Walking with Him finding love truly reins,
Pure JOY in the simple things,
In This Way I Am Free
Thankyou Jesus


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The Word of God

You knew me before I was ever formed
You called me by name and kept me from harm
You've placed desires and dreams in my heart with care
You've ordered my steps, cause you're always there
From beginning to end, you're guiding me through
I will succeed if I keep looking at you
You're always here, there, everywhere
Cause you are omnipresent, all over the atmosphere
Your word was in the beginning with you
Your word was, and is God-your word is you


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World's not ending any time soon

The sky's going to fall and we'll all live.
No lie, no deaths, and no one will even notice the solar flares.
We're supposed to die on the universe's say?
Please don't take it personal but I really couldn't care less about what scientists say!
If you don't believe in God, then this is the perfect excuse for you on how the world will
end.
For those who can't stand these superstitions, I'm with you all the way!
Now let me explain!

God cares about us
So he'll never let us die
At this point in time

When God says it's time for a change of venue.
Then don't be surprised if you find yourself on Heaven's Avenue.
Pinch yourself if you have to.
Just remember if you die you won't regret having a boo.
Not a scare to call you own but to add to your list and menu.


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As He Ran

As he ran to Tarish
Quick as he could go
Not taking time to pack
He had no extra clothes

Running in the opposite direction
From where God said for him to go
Carried a purse with some gold
Boarded a ship filled with cargo

He would make the trip right away
Never fearing that God couldn't abide
A soul gone in the state of blacksliding
Trying to hide from God

We all know the rest of the story
So if blacksiding is your case
Better repent and go on to Ninevah
Unless you want to be Whale Bait

They tell me inside of the Whale's belly
Is smelly, dark, and full of acid
That will bleach you up just white
Then no one will know your color

Only know where you have been
Down in the pits of the stomach
Of a mightly fish that has fins
Repent, repent, for a good end


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District 13 Revolution

Fireworks slide down the back of my tongue

Some went north to imitate stars, 

knowing all to well they wouldn’t even make it to the stratosphere

A fire can’t breathe with no air

Ask that man in the alley why he has to shoot black skies into his veins to see them.

You probably have more in common than you might think.

Satellite transmissions making waves like the oceans they cover

Healthy food is expensive, while poison is damn near free!

There is a storm coming

Grab your blankets and I will tell you how it ends with a new beginning.


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A Town Called RotGut

The dosage of bourbon stung his throat.
As Zachary sit at the bar, he guarded his conversation and did not talk much.
     He knew he was not favored by most of the men.
     However, this did not disarray him as a woman’s man.
The saloon was breezy from the wind.
Zachary heard gunshots outside and knew this was an enemy aimed to win.
     Rancor brought his death before his eyes.
     One will leave dead and one would leave alive.
_______________________________________\
PENNED ON JULY 08, 2014!


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There is a lot to learn

As I tred this pilgrims pathway to the marching in Zion
I sometimes will loose control yet I know very well
The person inside resides a tender chord of love
Shelter lies dormant onto its beckoning call

Filtered through a straw we loose our inner force 
To govern the most influential scope
Some haven't even bothered to cope
Having a fight with the soap on the rope

The turning of the tide we will hide behind
That heavy pier of loose compromise
Twisted allegations conspired in its diabolical lies
Shattered then shaped by a cullmination of respect

The service was over now pay the check !


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The Inner Struggle

Some our very eager perplexed swept within

Underneathe the belly of the beast
A needed flower to grow amidst the rise of yeast
Within sullen fragmented dreams & truth
One may even negate that inner truth for a lie?

That inner struggle within/

To remain attached to the vine sublime

We are more then qualified for its great design
To calm the nerves from within
We look to man yet find no hold
We look toward self thus grafted in again onto the rights are sold

We then read books based on logic & get trapped within
~

For some, 
It's inner struggle is what we all must seek to face
Within loose debris in decayed formation
Yet some its inner struggle is a way of escape?

Proned toward evident inhillation embraced with its surfaced Peyton Place;

The inner struggle from within
Fought back the heavy tears with a smile
Still to know all the great while
A hand to hold a loving kiss embraced

For this is the thought provoking struggle we enivatably all must face?

The inner struggle.


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Rites of Passage

I write right rites for I dare not get them wrong and if I do I promise you forever will I be one with the darkness that enters strong to take over my faith everything I've ever known to be will quickly be erased I don't think I'd make it that doesn't make me weak no one has crossed over and made it back without scars that can be seen I would rather be with a conscious free of guilt always inviting who I find mighty into the temple I have built I enter my own creation and take a look around to fix the flaws or scrap it all rebuild it on solid ground the morale can be found even in ignorance I admit I'm slightly jealous by your smiles of wild bliss is it really that easy to never give a care for any other person or thing but the reflection behind your stare I wish I knew my limit for then I could plan my life but the constant of the mystery is the source that fuels my might in a moment of clarity I see how small I am so let me back away with face before you know how far I can stretch my imagination a universe inside is born it only lasts for seven minutes before I destroy it with my scorn I'm a danger to myself all my lies are white I will soon unleash the godhead to rectify that one forsaken rite


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Entrepreneur at Heart

Hundreds of hours for a moments exposure,
When so many doubt you passion lifts helps composure,

Make sure shop looks fit, 
nice and neat,
Bottles straight, 
service cant be beat

Customers walk in
always greeted with JOY
Go the extra mile
No strings attached or extra ploys,

40 hour workweek?
Haha, that's for wimps,
Following a dream makes happiness,
That's a hard concept to grip

Financial stability,
At some point it hits,
The Pros always manage,
They tread along with the grit


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The Spirit Realm

Glimpses into the future:
A confusing mist clouds the conscious
Wishing for clarity
But receiving only blank stares of cruel misguiding
Signs
Soulless shrouds made from memories remind
Me of how to forget regret and
Remember occurrences of importance from
Mindful events happening out of
Chronological order

Ghosts from the past haunt the future
	Because superfluous audacities result in my
Anxious proclivities
A newer reflection of mirrored reactions result from
	Actions undone and committed
Longstanding traditions obliterated in favor of
	Bold conquests
Time traveling thoughts bring uncertainty to an 
	Already troubled mind
Revelations seclude me in the isle of exiled genius
	A beauteous punishment for a once
	Silent persona of strange
	Ideals

Spirits goad, burst from a reclusive shell
	Of apathetic spirits’
	Generalities
Of the future look to we for new hope
I cannot fail


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Water Rune

Water rune feed off the breast of the moon like a baby, new until by adolescence another ruined Aqua Deity Poseidon cast forth thy trident bellowing waves of violence sink towering ships, in silence How to tame a beast of rage first you must just turn the page a cold shoulder best these days soon to enter the new ice age Water rune welcoming bad news vicarious Aquarius the Water bearer enters hysteria takes his crown the common era is all but dead now Religion and science meet with a big bang God falls to his kneeundaunting wounded, but not yet deceased he makes a deal with the Devil for their synthesis why close your eyes if you don't wish to hear it? Forgot of Pisces like a vague evading memory of the childhood your hurricane came to clean life away, in ruin I stay, nothing wise left to say I'll just ride your wave to my grave, of icy water. Hallowing along to aloneness caught up in a priceless moment sea levels run rampant the rising tide rising high towards the sky rolling back down sound like thunder strike into oblivion, and drag me under lifeless, unconscious, abundantly undaunting holding onto that which might not be whole again ever, like Pangea for even the mightiest army surrenders without their leader


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Living the Dream

I am living the dream.
I stand here today,
Cannot believe what I am about to say,
But I am living the dream.
At times, it's tough
And it is not always easy.
I might be condemned
For choosing this path in life;
Some may think it's too bag of a risk.
When we give it our all,
Our passion and our might,
We can overcome and forget the fear
To become who we are meant to be.
I stand here today,
Another tear ready to wipe away:
You can do all you aspire to do!
Set your mind and never give up!
If I can do it,
You can too!
I can't believe I'm about to say this,
But I am living my dreams.
I am living the dream.


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INVENTION

To sacrifice my time of fate,
inventors urging's commonplace,
the nudge ~ inviolate, but grace,
invention seems to win the race!

That stark inviting quells replace
Lord, nothing else give me to case
this being my worthwhile, my space
and ne'er refusings' stymied trace!

The idea thriving, wholeness ace
at last surviving, millions pace!
I am Invention ~ no escape
Necessities remaining . . . chase!


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Concrete Jungle

You say concrete jungle? I've never been near
Only tall grasses and green fields here
This delightful place you speak of is unfamiliar to me
It's a place I'd someday like to be

They say it's a place where dreams are born and even torn,
Torn apart and never spoken of again
If it so happens to me,  my journey must not end
I'll skip home down south where my heart can mend
And come back stronger to challenge this concrete jungle again


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The Sea Blue Eyes I

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


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PLANET OF MY SOUL KEEPING

I DREAM ONE DAY I HAD ALL THESES PLANETS IN MY LIFE 
I SHARE LAUGHTERS N HAPPINESS ONE ONE PLANET
 I LIVE ON AND ANOTHER PLANET 
I LIVE ON IN MY NEW LIFE
 WE ALL HAVE PLANETS TO SEE
 MY DREAM WAS A PLANET
 I   HAD IN MY SOUL 
PLANETS OF LOVE
 SO MUCH LOVE INNER PEACE THE PLANET
 I DREAM OF WHEN I LEAVE EARTH
THE PLANET OF HOPE
 PLANET OF NATURE
 PLANET OF INNER SELF
 EXPLORING MY FAR OUT PLANETS
 IN BODY AND MIND
 SPIRIT SOUL HOW MANY PLANETS


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Under Pressure

Hold your breath
Take a drift into the sobbing clouds 
Keep them away from drowning death
They remained under pressure for years 

The clouds can't help it
They must release the pain and pressure

So they drown themselves in sorrow 
Sending dramatic rain from bitter clouds 
Leaving tomorrow 
In the muddied meadow 

The brook took its toll
Around the valley, below the drooping clouds 
Piercing the land like a fish crashing upon a hook

The clouds are relieved 
It won't miss a single moment of bonding foundation 
They believed 
That happiness was the key to a mere satisfaction 

*dedicated to Kalona*
Flow along 
Be relieved 
Don't remain under 
earth's pressure

Hold on to your jolly requests 
Remember this, keep this in mind: 

Build a reliable goal 
And kill the stress 
Push aside suicidal pressure 

Remember this as well: 

Go to school
And learn to 
cooperate with the world 

And get ready...be well dressed
For the biggest decision in your life


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One's Dedication

Sure as the wind blows through the air.
It carries my soul which is locked in life.
It carries across many continents just to get to you.
It sours high as an eagle as it crosses many blue skies.
It is there my eyes have opened this day.
That of my true love that waits my becoming.
It is there I do not sleep as you have filled me with excitement.
It is there my heart is not empty in life.
As you have filled it with your love.
It is there I give praise to my father and lord.
It is there he has giving me my heart back to love you forever more.
I will always be faithful to you my love.
And never forsake as he does the same for us.
It is by his grace and mercy to which we meet.
It just wasn't by accident but by him to which we fell in love.
It is with you I lay all my heart.
That of tears, hurt, pain and sorrow I give to you.
That of happiness and tomorrows I dream.
That with you my life will be fulfilled and never lonely.
But that you will kiss that of my heart and make it stronger.
That we might become one in life instead of two.
As we enjoy each others pleasures as we sweat in joy.
In that of a water that falls.
Not of tears but of us making love of the heart.
As we enjoy each others love forever to where there is no darkness.
But instead, a light that shines from with in us.
That reaches all the way to heavens door.
But most of all, we have to seek no more.
As you and I are as one.
And we share love forever in life.
As it is by his blessing that two becomes one.
As you, I love forever more.


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Tried, Tested and Godly Approved

We are always being tested in today's society
all through out our life from kindergarten to university

At one time there were certain individuals in positions of authority
who were envious of a man named Daniel, one of God's prodigies
they went to King Darius one day with plans of their undercover grudge
unaware that the name Daniel means "God is my judge"
they wanted the king to enact a law and sign some kind of decree
where no one could give homage to anyone but the king's sovereignty
they knew that Daniel was an obedient, a righteous and Christian man
who daily worshipped and glorified God, a true believer of the master's plan
unaware of the new law, Daniel continued to pray and honor  The Lord Christ
and as a result he was arrested and tested and the test was his very life

Daniel who always stood alone, he passed the test and by God was approved
he survived an evening in the lion's den, all night untouched and unmoved
he was shown approved because of his unwavering faith in The Lord God
a favorite son with a righteous hope contained within his heart

It matters not the types of situations in life that you are currently going through
trust in God, have no fear and let the blood of Jesus cover you
for God is the one true Judge, make His approval your daily quest
so study His word, do your homework and pray you will pass the test

Be aware of your weaknesses, be aware of your strengths
and be aware of the Living Gospel
be a true believer, possess great faith 
and trust in God to do the impossible
for the adversary is always working, 
attempting to pull you down
don't allow it to interfere
just remember you're standing on God's solid ground

In the lion's den surrounded by flesh eating carnivores in plain sight
God sent His guardian angels to watch over Daniel all through the night
In the face of evil Daniel remained untouched and unmoved
tried and tested by mere men, but by God was shown approved





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' Modern Moses (For John Freeman) ... ' 45th Senryu


    That One, Parts Red Sea
This One … Now Points To Set Free
           Moses’ Poetry …

               - - - - - - - -

Because Of Your Shining Faith-Light
            Day and Night
              Always On
        Truck-Drivin' Home

      On Highway (or) Space
      You Share God's Grace
        That Circle So Bright
    (Just Like MoonBee's Light  -  smile)

                God Bless You Moses
                           
                             MoonBee


Details | Blank verse | |

shipwrecked

Shipwreck 

As the ship exploded and sunk, her crew 
died a hundred times. 
Through portholes they saw the green sea, 
getting darker; they couldn´t hear their own 
screams as the noise of crushed iron´s was 
louder, like hundred express trains hurdling 
toward obliviousness  
And then the sea blew open doors 
filled every cabin with incomprehension
…and then, yes then, they died again.  


Details | Rhyme | |

See Me

See me rest in peace with 'the sickest' on my tomb stone. See me running up to the enemy while you've gone prone. You've got to be strong in the mind as well as the soul. No other enemy's will know what you know. See me defending you. As of right now our best option is to stay true.

See me by you're side when the sky went black. I'll be here right when the devil chooses to attack. Take what you want there will be no going back. Now what you need to focus on is survival. You need to gain strength if you're going to survive along side you're rival's. They'll try to push you down. I have faith that you wield a force strong enough to take the almighty crown. Now let's try and be real. I don't know how to say this. But i have messed up our deal.

I was supposed to give you Happiness and The Human Breed. Instead i gave you Untrue peace and Eternal greed. Remember these tactics they will help you fight the battle. When the enemy is upon do not shake make a noise or rattle. Me and You can help fight the world's problem's. Even if it hurt's when we see the outcome. But I love you son and i will always be with you. I hope to see you're staying Good Proud And True.


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Lost Love Found by WLM on March 29, 2011

I need not scream
For the return of my dream
I feel so much better
For from her I received a letter
Her feelings were not of being mad
But of making me feel glad
She still wants me
And that is the way it should be
There was never a great cost
Nor even a feeling of being lost
When I heard from my love
All was still sent from heaven above
She finally did show
And my face had such a great glow
For me she does still need
So for now I will not concede
She still loves me so
In my heart I will always know
To me she will still marry
Now my head is not in a flurry
And a family we will still start
In mine heart I will sing like a lark
As God meant us to see
Together we will always be
In the simple breeze
I will hold her in my arms to squeeze
Now that I have my dear
I will lose all my fear
I have my best friend back
Oh God thank you for that
For with her I have no doubt
Thank you God I will never be without
She has made me so happy I still cry
For in my heart I do not want to die
All the feelings of dread
Have been put out of my head
To her I have so much to give
And for all of that we will always live
We must always treat each so well
My heart can only swell
I feel so young again
And that is where she will begin


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In Scarlet Skies

In Scarlet Skies reflect God's face 
and Heavenly colors light up The Place 
There God speaks my Mother's name 
And there she sees from which she came 


In Scarlet Skies where saved souls go 
Where Jesus reigns and rainbows glow 
God comforts her and lifts her high 
and gives her wings that let her fly 

Heaven is a reward that Our Father gives 
And it's now Home to where my Mother lives 

A new Angel now flies 

In Scarlet Skies..


Details | Haiku | |

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

‘ Moon-Rock ’  Haiku # 12

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


Details | Free verse | |

At World's End

At the end of the world I find a place full of everyone's problems to hide my mistakes in total solitude my thoughts become clear my mind is a cave filled with wonder of fear in this dark recession of oppressed memories I escape all the pain by forever running right off the radar the facade crashes down and I see me, the way I really am Worthless, useless, pointless and pathetic the load lessens greatly as I learn to accept it the feeling is beautiful I never want to escape I own my ugliness making yours seem so fake its fate, ever so present taking all into stride has never been as pleasant At the end of the world, voices chatter, unheard choice is just a word to a prisoner of destiny the reason is everything and everywhere but everyone is too busy to notice, or care too busy to love, with much time to hate running faster in circles until the harmony breaks then shoot out straight surprised to be falling down into darkness the last friend still calling.


Details | Carpe Diem | |

Capture of The Light

Waking up in a new element
Started my day with nudity met with my window breezes
Called that jerk of a boss and gave him back his position
Cooked a breakfast I've never done before... 
Burnt scrumptious bacon and scorched scrambled eggs
Finally dressed in bell-bottoms and print tops so 60's of me
Emptied my bank account to see others share my wealth
The Gods are kind to me, but I don't question their ends
I know my place, it's at the sun where I'll be soon
Walked the streets preaching in silence with a smile
Met a new lover and decided its never too soon to first make love
Gave up my American life for a chance to become a foreign tourista
I seized my fate and grasp hold tight my fortune
Forgetting that yesterday I said I hated you
Remembering today that it could be both our last
Visited my family who never loved me
Showered them with mine
Laid down to die with contemptness as my burial
Living my life with no restrictions
Loving a new me 
In love with a NEW DAY


Details | Light Poetry | |

UNSUNG

Unnoticed
Unsung
Interweaved into our busy lives
Forgotten miracle

Beyond the horizon
U brighten my day
Wake me up to beauty
Lull me to sleep in your gone glory
And when u are not around
I miss you

Awakening
Realisation
At how i took you forgranted
I am Regretful
Remorseful even
At how i let you go
Never let you know

Never took note
Of your beauty

I amd hopeful
Waiting
For when you will the clouds away and shine brightly through
My dear sunshine.


Details | I do not know? | |

A long line of scallywags

I love my son he's always chipper
he's my scallywag and I'm the skipper
and the apple does'nt fall far from the tree
he's menatly challenged just like me!

and even though his dad's a zero
"hey dad your my hero!"
having fun is all he's wishing
"hey dad ya wanna go fishin?"

lost the house a home we have not
"hey dad looky what I caught!"
no business financal ruin we sank
"aww dad you can have my piggy bank"

rich kids need toys to have fun
"love you dad!" "love you son!"
think no toys would make him sad?
such a good boy "your the best dad!"

now I know I won't always live forever
"hey dad we always be together?"
"no worries son just stay chipper
you'll have your own scallywag and you'll be the skipper!"

by Captain Mike Harris and his son


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The Sun's Rays

The sun’s devouring rays
Reveals an astounding sensation against the marvelous universe
It caresses the earth with warm hugs and gives life to the motionless gaze
Its auras are above nature’s designating exteriors
Its swaying beauty is beyond Earth’s inhabitants, deserving my praise

It treasures the sky with joyousness and forms swarms of jeering birds
The sighs of the wind attracts clamoring herds

The sun’s appalling flames
Unshackles a zealous tune that reveals the Earth’s accord
It embraces the atmosphere with remarkable claims
Unraveling my curiosity; my ears are pleading to hear more, so I go forward!

It prizes the ocean with eagerness and forms swarms of screeching seagulls 
The strength of the waves draws in scorching souls 

The sun's unattainable rays 
Motivate life to trail on till its duty is done
Its auras seep through the whirling sky and strays
Embracing ambitious love like a father and son  


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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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Life and Death and way beyond

Between birth and death, is the lifedream most lead
when two parents soweed that loving seed
their elders cautions, they took no heed
a baby was born on umbilical lead.
A Mum to nurture, a Dad to protect
from their love was borne this project
a golden nugget, with love they did prospect.
But, so many people seem to think
after life, it's all down the sink
maybe why they live on the brink?
When you die, over, that's it
ooh, what a crock of...summit!
I've got a few things to say on it,
Walk through the door, there's so much more
make that wall take a fall
the things we all could be
lift societies veil on Reality
you are you, but also me!
Other side of this curtain, wait and see
it really is something else, all so differently.
Why is it hidden when we are alive?
when earthly bodies still survive,
we only see one side of the ride
the rest only appears, once you have died!
But it's not the end, just something else
many other life stories, yet to tell
when the soul and fresh body does gell
a new tale to yell
I'm so glad that wall, it fell.
Putting on my brand new skin
my old lives ashes in the bin
so much of life remains unseen
a lifetime of unconscious dream
the power is within you
deep down, you know it's true
there's Absolutely, nothing you can't do!!

The varied planes of existence
separated by a virtual distance
by what some deem, Realities curtains
But, Everything IS, of that i'm certain!!
©John-Ovan.P.Hull
Written for the Life and Death....and in between contest
by Mr.John-Ovan.P.Hull


Details | Free verse | |

Stand

Love all,
Trust a few,
Do wrong to none.
No matter what they do.
Never show envy, 
Never be scared,
Satnd up for your rights.
It's all you can do,
To help this world,
become a better place.
One person at a time.


Details | Personification | |

lilings

rIse and be sssh y
lIl dandy lying
ohh ver mts
and into molehills
allinone GIANT
l  e  a  p
with  asking
your (MuM).


Details | ABC | |

WAR IS THE GREATEST PLAGUE OF MAN

WAR IS THE GREATEST PLAGUE OF MAN


As war is fought it takes charge 
And events spin out of control.
The madness of men can alter the soil 
Which nourishes the roots of their soul.

Many things will forever change 
Far more then wished to be.
As the wrath of war starts to destroy 
Those things we fight to keep free.

War is the greatest plague of man, 
Religion, state and sanity.
Any scourge is more preferred 
Than the one which disables humanity.

When war breaks out, boundaries change 
And all who die are a token
Of the rage that must run it's course 
Before words of peace are spoken.

War I hate, though not men, flags nor race 
But war itself with its ugly face.
When we lose faith in the brave, which die 
Then we're not fit to greet those who cry.

What distinguishes war isn't death 
But that man is slain by fellow man. 
Crushed by cruelty and injustice 
With his enemy's murderous hand.

War tends to punish the punishers
So the losers won't suffer alone.
The essence of war is but violence
Till the survivors come marching home.

Sometimes it's hard to defend what's right, 
Sometimes we're forced to rise up and fight. 
Sometimes we survive, while others must die 
Sometimes never knowing the reason why.

The rush of combat is a natural buzz 
Caused by fear, leaving nothing as it was.
Hunting one another like wild game 
Without a shortage of those to blame.

Sometimes victory comes too slow or quick 
Sometimes the cost on both sides is sick.
Sometimes God is asked to intervene 
To help stop the savage from being so mean.

War is a hell we visit before death 
Fueled by the whisper of the devil's breath. 
There must be a reason man destroys man
But why it is so, I can't understand.


By Tom Zart






 


Details | Classicism | |

Noone Will Ever Take Your Place

Everyday I listen to songs that remind me of you,
 I miss you so much I feel lost I dont even know what to do
 This is the hardest thing I ever had to go threw.
I would give anything just to have you back, 
But I know thats not gonna ever happen so I dont know how to act.
Now your miles & miles away,
 If I had one wish it would be for you to stay. 
I just hope your happy and okay.
Since I cant tell you I love you to your face
 I'm writing you this poem to let you know 
our memories noone can erase and in my life
 noone will ever take your place.


Details | Free verse | |

God Is In Me

I come to the realization that I am merely man everything I have fought for was conquered by my own hand Each one of my poems were a time he wasn't there I keep looking to the heavens but all I see is air For now I see that God is in me existing vicariously through my mind sometimes it seems I lose him for it's me he's trying to find I once strived to be just like him there is no wrong in that I believed in myself enough to surpass him and put the whole world on my back Embedded in my memory the fact only I can hold me down for I have crawled into the darkness where my inner-self was found There I could see my failure it left a bitter sting I could see no evil for the Devil is not in me Now that I have achieved my Godhead there is no more setting sun only an army of watching angels weeping for lost souls by the thousand Every time I have been tested my fear is seldom seen if you are seeking God he is on the path far behind me.


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To Soar With the Holy Creator

Like patches of heavy-laden snow,

Nestled between the firmament and the below-

Being between the clouds, soaring on an endless pathway;

A dimension of time, being suspended in mid-air.

Like particles of the chaff being thrown to the wind, gliding upward, outward
 towards endless expectations-

As being a drift on the ocean with nothing to see but the glorious glitter of the 
sun  against the water;

An amazing feeling of tranquility and ease-

Soaring as the eagle soars: free, untouched and far-removed from the world.


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Setting up House

I met a woman, fell in love
She was a gift from above
Soon she became my spouse
We gathered things and set up house.

Some things were new without a flaw
Some were hand me downs from Ma and Paw
For some we saved nickels in a can
Some were bought on the installment plan.

Children came – a total of four
Two boys – two girls- no need for more
We managed to provide room and board
Did the best we could afford.

We moved around from house to house
On an adventure – me and my spouse
Gathering things to which we would cling
But we rarely got rid of anything.

Tables, chairs, couches, and beds
Cabinets and shelves taller than our heads
Mugs, pictures, and bells we did collect
Mementoes and heirlooms on which to reflect.

A man gathers a lot in over fifty years
And remembers many of them with tears
Many a thing still fills my house
But it’s not a home without my spouse.

She has a room in a retirement home
Care is provided and she cannot roam
I dreamed one day we would be old timers
But I never figured on Alzheimer’s.

Now I have a house full of stuff
Too many things - more than enough
The time has come to downsize
To an apartment in the high rise.

My children came one by one
Went through my stuff until they were done
One takes this and another takes that
And managed to do so without a spat.

Giving things away is a lonely task
My irritability I cannot mask
Gathering things with my spouse
Was more fun than cleaning out house.



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The Old House and the New Home

The Old House and the New Home
©2011 C. Brent Cloyd

I’ve lived in houses in the country side
There with my family I did abide
By the dust and gravel of a country road
Much pride was taken in our humble abode

I’ve lived in houses perched on a hill
Many of which are not standing still
They provided shelter in their time
Provoked memories that make life rhyme 

I’ve lived in a house on a city street
Where the neighbors came out at night to meet
I’ve lived in houses made of wood and stone
On avenues where children could safely roam

I’ve lived in houses of mortar and brick
Where driveways were paved and the grass was thick
I’ve enjoyed houses far better than most
Where friends would come and I could serve as host

But my current house seems like a foreign land
Where everyone wants to lend me a hand
Living in this place is not my desire
Of this arrangement I easily tire

The time has come for me to leave
To this old house I will not cleave
I no longer want a cottage here below
To a fine home in heaven soon I will go.

I long not for a mansion or streets of gold
But just a place where I will never grow old
A place where pain and sadness are never more
Where happiness is found on every shore

I am eager, yes ready, to move out
To possess my new home with a shout!
The promised home Jesus went to prepare
Death please come quickly, I want to be there.


Details | Free verse | |

Why i fight for this country

It’s foggy
I see people in the background
Running back and forth
But I can't make out who they are
 
I walk closer to see who they are
It looks like a girl
I get closer, she starts to run
Time for the chase, a chase to see who it is
 
I see a house, she runs inside
It’s a big blue house with a large front yard and a white picket fence
I knock on the door to see if anyone’s home
I walk in and in the house the fog has followed me in
 
I hear creaking foot steps coming from upstairs
I slowly walk up and stare at the wall
Its picture of me with an unknown family
A son, 2 daughters and a beautiful wife
 
I’m standing in the background in my navy whites
Where is this place, who are those persons?
Whose house is this?
Where are all the people?
 
I make it up stairs and see the children’s room. 
Daughters. It looks like twins, twins sleeping in the room all tucked in
The fog is slowly clearing, I’m getting confused
What life if this, whose shoes are these?
 
I walk further down the hall,
The next room is his.
The son in the picture,
Full of trophies and figs.
 
He looks like a sports jock
How many trophies he has
He’s sleeping with his shirt off
But still tucked in like a kid
 
I say good night
And slowly close the door
I feel this is natural
As I see his night light turn on.
 
I continue with my journey
With every step the fog clears
I see the master bedroom
And take a peek whose inside
 
I see a women, her back is turned
The women in the photo but can make out her face.
I can hear her laugh
My heart it pumping
She says to me "you’re finally home!"
 
Sounds like an angel sing
Who is this woman, what is this feeling?
She has her faced turned to her shoulder, like she wants to speak
Still can’t make out her face, its very mystique.  
 
I walk closer, I see her ring
Could this be the love of my life?
I get a little closer to see who she is
I trip and fall down 8 feet into the rhib
 
I’m on a small boat in the water splashing. 
Was I dreaming, or did that happen?
 
It’s the life I dreamed,
What I wish I had.
I fight for this country 
So everyone else can have
 
The dream that I wished for
Everyday I wake
I gave up my dream
So the whole world can take it.


Details | Rhyme | |

Not The Only One

Your not the only one,
That death is trying to con.
I still walk along,
Maybe not as strong.
To stand tall,
You'll never fall.
You may stumble,
You may fumble,
But never to think that's permanet.
It's just life's tournament.
Sometimes you don't always follow the light,
It may not always be bright.
Sometimes you follow your heart,
Even if it may seem wrong,
It'll get you a fresh start.
The dignity will stretch long,
The respect will grow more fond.
As the shadows gleam,
And the dreams deem.
Set your eyes upon the feast,
That shall get rid' of the beast.


Details | Free verse | |

Chains

I'm radically inclined to leave it all behind as soon as I find a motive A purpose to be purposefully leaning inward on me for you If ever you need a shoulder to bleed on a wish I shall submit the will to make a way Away with the dreams that lead to nightmares away with the means to care life creeps across my eyes with every lie inching closer towards absolution Fulfillment to me is a word I can't see it only exists as a feeling as the stillness breaks dawn the movement goes on far in and beyond the grave of a slave for that is all we really are until the powers that be come to fall Join me today together erase the pain that first drew us together for now or whenever we must bust out of the mold or grow old as the first radical idea


Details | Ode | |

The messenger

Like sleep thou took him
to journey the part of others
in unison and intimation
thou traveler , go tell them

Tell the fallen Majors
that we a'e losing
the battle they started
that our soldiers only drink and sleep

tell them
that they kill those
those they are to protect
making us weaker and losers

except they realise, their duties
We must be fugitives

	II
The gunpowder we make 
yet we carry unloaded guns

tell them
that our soldiers refuse
to recruit trained men
warriors of our clan

Tell them
that our soldiers now reap
what we sowed in unison
that they have forgotten

The sacrifice of our coups
the coups that was to
Eswama the clan
In order to edenise our clan


Details | Rhyme | |

Circular Life

Running to hide
Hiding to run
My life is a circle
When will this rotation be undone
Everything I do 
Its the same song and dance
A sheep in wolf's clothing
Yes a wolf at first glance
I can't help I am addicted to thrills
No words to describe how it feels
Honing my skills
Turning my heart to steel
Making my case to fight the devil
Stone versus stone
Fallen Angel versus Fallen soul
The thrill to shake the bone
Love made me
Then love destroyed me
Stuck with nothing to lose
And nothing to gain
Vengeance is what I choose
Standing alone 
Forgetting everything I've ever known
I can break this rotation
But it has to be now or never
All because I loved her
And she left me for dead
Destroying my heart
And messed up my head
Circular life
I am back to the night
I am back to fight


Details | Narrative | |

Walking to Redemption

Stuck in a place with negativity bound within it's Walls. I need to get out of here, before the phone rings with insanity's calls. I burst out of the door into the streets owned by the night. Shadows staring back dodging the lamps light. I begin to walk down the urban corridor of uncertainty. The workers of soul catchers carry out their shady activity. I find myself in the empire of danger invoking pure photo-phobia It's a small price to pay for escaping the mecca of claustrophobia. As I reach the climax of the spiraling vortex tunnel. I walk on tenterhooks as my problems funnel. Facing me at the end of this path, is a door laced with remorse around it's edges. The entrance to unknown stands out with a line of devoted pledges. Those waiting and queuing are the damned and the lost. As I drift towards them, I wonder how much my sin will cost. For I felt the weight of the pressure and stress, forcing me into the light of shame? For I was the puppet master, who poured onto me the petrol and drew the flame. My moment of selfishness was a cardinal sin to myself and others. lacking consideration, deprived of thought for my sisters and brothers. That self indulgent cowardliness, has lead me to this final act. A door beaten with the hands of the damned, regardless it's still intact. As the number descends down to it's final member. I stand there understanding my sin, bound to surrender. Reaching out I grasp the golden handle, and turn it to the right. As I push forward on the door and out bursts a green neon light. My chance of escape has come to a halt, it's time for me to face the jury's end. I stand by my plea of weakness and insanity, as into the court I descend. A skeleton of the peril court rises with a verdict and answer. The jury has decided I was overtaken by a vicious cancer. The disease wasn't voluntary but they agree my cure wasn't correct. My punishment is to fade into the man that never was, with immediate effect.


Details | Rhyme | |

tiny baby

Tiny flutters like tiny unfelt yet kicks
Little baby, a sweet mother’s bliss
A mother who can't wait to give the tiny you
Hugs and lots of kisses too 

I dreamed last night of your tiny face
An angel indeed, made from God’s sweet embrace 
A miracle that has come about 
Ment as a gift from God too daddy and I no doubt

When everyone else thought it would never happen again
When our tear drops were falling like rain 
We got the joyful news that you were due to come 
I could feel my heart beating in my ears like a drum

I know that somehow you can now hear
Oh, what a thrill you will bring us here!
Now hush my baby, it’s time to rest
Inside my womb, your own calm nest

May God help me to keep you safe
And always keep you strong, I pray
I loved you before you were even conceived 
And I love you more now that I have you

love your mommy


Details | Narrative | |

Night of the Ghost Knight...

Tender Rose! watch tonight
I reach thee there, in a wondrous flight
Sighs, storms not any more
as wanton winds soften the roar.
Tearing apart the paths I 'll be
trotting triumph through the untamed sea
hold unto thy dreams for a while
as riding I come charging the vile.
Queen of hearts, my charming bride!
shining I near over the tide
Danger, Death my old delight
truest promise tonight, must see the light.
Dogs, savages of the dark
Come an' they shall be ripped apart
Guides me truly...heavenly a spark
never let Fear rule thy heart.
The moment I kiss this castle enchanted
my silver armor in crimson painted
four or forty heads...I need not know
though fiery monsters shall be lying low
Moonlit sword shall drink the sun
the fire of my breast shall make them burn
Fear not faerie queen then, my faerie dove!
witnesses every move...the angel of love.
Softly like rain...fall into my arms
O' Heavens! Thy countless ethereal charms!
I shall fly thee...through kind the flashes of the moonbeams
away from tempests...to mid summer's night's dreams.!
Unpin the braid...we'll sail in the wind
hoofs won't touch the hard roads blind
into the sea of love...where no chains can bind
as mortal fear, mundane terrains...we leave behind...


Note-As the sailors enter the Thorde sea...they can hear a faint voice singing. As they 
move further deep into the waters...the wind all of a sudden hums low an' the voice grows 
distinct. A clear ringing voice...pain or ecstasy, they cannot make out. It sings of a deathly 
night...of a Knight an' his beloved...the rescue an' an almost successful escape. That 
night..as the two approach the sea...the knight finds his ship...set ablaze by some 
treacherous spirit...gone unbeaten. At this moment of great fix...ten arrows strike the knight 
from the back...poison tipped. The beloved princess is speechless in ecstasy...an' she 
knows nothing of this immediate dreadful strike. As a knight ...never falls or fails...he looks 
above, at the gleaming heaven in earnest pray...an' with his beloved holding him close; he 
storms into the sea with the horse. The waves this moonlit night...remind you the tale once 
more....as in above...


Details | Free verse | |

Life On The Street

Dried up like a reservoir
In the mid summer heat
The cracks in the ground
Are like
The life lines, upon my face
I have weathered many a storm
As if
I have lived a 100 lifetimes,
Instead of one! 

Bare, rough, dirty feet
Shoes are hard to come by,
These days
Unless, I steal them!
But, then I will become a target
Having something new
It will get stolen from me
By some other gang
Or by some cruel and nasty person!

“Bare feet it is!”
“Less problems, this way!”
Feet are made for walking
I will use them
For what
They are made for!
“Now let’s get something to eat, I am starving!”

Loitering around Hungry Jacks and Macca's
Asking people 
As they walk out
With their hot, delicious, fresh food
For a gold coin or two
Dumpsters and bins
Look nice, today!
Only half eaten, stuff
A lot of wastage!
“Not the freshest stuff, but hey!”
Make do, with what we have!

The sun is shining today
Not sure where to wash though...
Water is scarce, thank god for public toilets
They sure come in handy!
They say it is fun
And you are lucky to have freedom!
But, 
It is a lie we tell ourselves
To remain ignorant
To pretend, we don’t give a damn
But, inside, 
We really do!

For you see ,
There are sacrifices
To the choices you make
When you have to live them, out
“Don’t be a fool!”
Life is no fairytale, on the dirty streets of hell!

During the day, 
The city lights up
It glitters 
As if
It were made out of gold!
It comes alive with people
Rushing here, rushing there, rushing everywhere
Not really knowing, what 
They are presently, doing 
People reminding me of robots, sheep and zombies
Acting as if they are in control of everything
When in fact, they are not!

"Who knows what is around the corner?"
"What is coming, your way!"
Life is unpredictable,
"Beware!"

“Don’t be mislead by the fakes, around here”
“There is plenty of them!”
Eyes are on you,
Down every alley way
Standing on every corner
Watching you
"You, are in ‘our territory’ now!"

“Hold onto your bags tight!”
For, 
I may be lurking behind you
One minute there,
Next minute gone!
It is the nature of the game
As
I snatch and grab your bag
When I see you off guard
Taking your money
Claiming it, as my own
You see,
I need it to survive on!
I'm banking on you, being rich!
I told you
This place is a hell hole
And, 
I meant it!

This dark place
Full of shadows and conscious deceit
Will swallow you up 
Eating, you alive!
You will lose your way
In its pit of endless darkness
There is no Prince Charming’s, out here!
There is no one to save you
There are only damsels in distress
Like me!

No one
Comes to your aid
When you need it the most
You could diminish and disappear one day
Within a blink of an eye!
Without a hint 
Nor trace of you, left behind
No one will see it happen
Because
No one
Opens their mouth up, around here!
So,
Love and appreciate, one another!
Care for yourself and care for others!
Tell your loved ones 
'you love them' often
And,
‘Enjoy' 
The home, you live in!


Details | Prose | |

Train

I’m not sure when I became one to dream of a locomotive heaven, or if God struck the match inside of my mind to illuminate the path I thought about traveling on yesterday. I just want to see whether or not I can blink twice and then open my eyes into a brand new state of vintage, and venture off to see all of my dreams as countries, and the people I meet as the cities in between. Take me train; steam-roll my insecurities onto the next stop to forgetfulness. Let me remember the childlike freedom expounding as vast as the scenery outside of my mind’s window. Even if the destination is clear as glass, I want to be a traveler’s traveler and get lost at how much of the map I still don’t know. I desire for knowledge to become my excuse to learn more, and regret to be my motivator to never give up. Please, take my luggage away; I wont be needing style where I’m headed. Fashioned in my Father’s footsteps I’ll be, and tailored by his enchanting everything, I already am.


Details | Monoku | |

K. S. { Broken Monoku }

beneath coral depths reefbed


                        the mother of all pearls


Details | Blank verse | |

Forces Be Magnetic

These opposites they do attract by magnetic force
The course is clear unseen by many is this feeling
Subtle be its changes undoing all remaking heaven
Each second a step is made by the unseen hand
Victory in loss the war still rages lasting only a short time
Coursing through thy vain emotions be the emitter of synaptic nerves
Traveling through vast distance solar energy is felt
Heating the soil and drying the land yet it floods others
Raging storms await the world has not yet seen what all this means 
Electrified minds elevated out of site the day will become night


Details | Light Poetry | |

Letting My Hair Down

Settling down with a real good book
All safe and warm inside my reading nook

Watching time go by 
As well told stories arise

Tales of dragons lives
Heroes live and die
 
All in one simple look
Maidens love and cry

All here with-in a sigh
I laugh as I day dream about the time I took


Details | Free verse | |

If you wanna ride with me

You’ve got to be strong
Got to know what you want
Can’t be too sensitive
Have to know I am only joking
Got to be free
And frank
Got to be number one
Got to speak your mind
Not a very good mind reader I am
Got to live 
Got to be 
Got to see
Got to fly
Destinations unknown
Haha
So ready?
Promise it will worth your while
But can’t expect
As the opposite it will usually be
So the uncharted it is
Indefinitely, if you are game
You will achieve
Your lifetime’s dream
lol


Details | I do not know? | |

A Mansion Built for Me

The road is narrow,long,
and straight,as I travel through
the beauitful pearly gate.

Roads paved with gold,
my feet shall tread,
walls are lined with jasper,
sapphire,and rubies of red.

A crystal clear sea, runs
down from the throne,
the tree of life planted,
for me to look upon.

What's that,I see, shining
so bright,Wow, thats Jesus,
for in Him there's no darkness,
only light .

This is only a small glimpse
of what my eyes have seen,
one day for sure,I know not
when,my mansion in heaven, 
awaits me.


Details | Free verse | |

Leap of Faith

Silence is my enemy.
If it appears and you leave,
I won’t be alive anymore,
And though I’ll live, I’d rather die.
Yet I’m tempted by the abyss of your mind
And the shadows it brings.
The promise of fruit makes beggars dance,
And me resist.

Every day I could impress upon you a million reasons
Were you not fasting so strictly from temptations.
So I know,
That when the time comes I’ll have my proof.

Your eyes will belong to me,
And I will extract my vengeance from them.
We will stand on the edge of that cliff
And jump into the valleys of eternity
That lie in crevices of our minds,
And the earth will move on unaffected
As the universe changes within us.  
That day, I will be fearless,
I will be fearless.


Details | Free verse | |

Pain Sustains Eternally

Once, I entered insanity with nothing and walked away with something can only be explained as knowing everything is perception nothing is real just the really fake and the only power is in that which you create something from nothing a simple knowing no one ever knew me except for what they accepted from everything but the source for I am eternal a nothing existence in an invisible sun everything dead that it touches Your all just figments of my imagination and this whole wide world a small part of my creation just for entertainment I gave you pleasure never could measure any ounce of belief because the image only ever existed as a small internal knowing I knew it was there I know I existed while your living only through my cancerous cells Words hurt, and pain kills too many problems two little pills no more sorrow it serves no use no one cares when they feel abuse words build into a sentence as many lines lead me to finish a guilty closure, a salty sweet that can't maintain as words to be I close my eyes, to nod away the pain sustains, eternally.


Details | Free verse | |

Divided in two

Two parallel Worlds divide my body and mind in two.

One World holds my heart, while the other holds my limp body.

One World shows the life i'v held in my heart, where there is good and there is bad, but everything in that World always ends in good.

The other World shows the life i'v feared for years, where there is nothing but bad, but everything ends in death