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Details | Free verse | |

Of Ink

   Partial Paper
 -A poet in heat-

Ink carries its own tale,
When moonshine intoxicates your pen
Bottles of ink fill your mind
Composing symphonies on every line
Drops of passion all over the mask you wear
Nothing compares to black stains and broken nails

This part of you 
"A CAN'T BE REMOVED" tattoo
The tough skin you'll ever live in
Fountain pens of split identities
Who Are You?
Sinking  words like no other
Poisoned ink piercing every rhyme
Inferior poet, making the heart pure
Anger plus anger "GIVE ME MORE!"

You have a desire to paint all day,
Breathing and beating in every way
Toxic lines, from which ink flows
Inhaling images from the world
Deep and cold sorrowed emotions 
True love is always easy to poetize
Dear Poet:  "Ink Never Lies."

Pretty pink acrostic ink when she's nearby
Sugar and salt, Epic taste of reality
Ballads sung under the full moon
Sunny Sonnets, on any rainy day
Ode's of rivers from your past
A dark smile jotting down memory lane
Monologue tears brought under pressure
Loading cartridges of fresh Senryu and Haiku"
Dramatic red runs through your veins when all is done
Unfolding old and new propagandas
POET: You are my favorite verse in every stanza
((Only this, and nothing more))
Writing is like giving birth

by;)


Details | Light Poetry | |

FORGOTTEN TREASURE-

FORGOTTEN TREASURE

I found the fountain of youth.
When I stumbled across the forbidden garden.
Right smack in the middle,
Was what I thought to be a wishing well.
I tossed in a quarter!
Looking down with a puzzled face.
I peeked to see where it fell.
I leaned over and that's when I saw my vanity.
It was always there waiting for me.
The reflection in the water was my face.
In wonder I asked what this vision could be?
With one drop on my taste buds.
I knew I found the one true key.
The most beautiful thing that can set one free.
I reached in to touch the poetry inside me.

      S.K.A.T. POEMS

re-post- first poem on the soup


Details | Rhyme | |

As river flows

As River flows.

As river flows so peacefully
I sit here just content to be
As Ravens fly so high above
This morning, it was made for love
It enters deep into my soul
It’s sweetness making me so whole
This softest morning mystery
Oh, how it reaches out to me

The trees, they dance so gracefully
They wave, and flow upon the breeze
Bird song drifts from happy branches
Oh lord, how this my heart enhances
Silence rules above all this
A kind of stillness filled with bliss
Captivates my very core
Oh, I’d not wish for any more.

The river peaceful, calm and still
So wonderful it makes me feel
As it reflects those dancing trees
I watch and let the morning breeze
Caress my skin so tenderly
Then all is gone, there’s only me
The emptiness of all that is
I’m sailing on the waves of bliss.

15 March 2014 @ 0705hrs.


Details | Ballade | |

My Last Wish

If only I can ask the world
To gather all the love
Each person has.

If only I can feel the love
Free of inhibitions in some extent 
And share it with everyone.

If only I can be 
With the love of yours
So that I can have my last wish.

If you permits me to  live and die 
Unconditionally with and without you
Oneness reflected indeed.







Details | Free verse | |

AUTUMN ON FIRE

God’s inspirational napalm set ablaze upon the trees of autumn,
Welcome to the ascension of the fall season, bursting forth onto
The leaves once evergreen.
Colors of crisp snapping, auburn reds, fires aglow oranges, and
Subdued darken browns to contrast the mixtures blending, created
By the masterful hands of a higher powers creativity.
Tender timbers mutated into a glorious display of light and color,
Splashing the palette array of natural beauty.
Blessed in magnificence the lord hushes and stills, the mortal heart,
As inspiration captures the poets ink pen to write,
Upon the empty parchment page.
Strolling lovers huddle together, beneath a wondrous tapestry,
A canopy of leaf petals, that descend as it is caressed
By a chilling fall breeze.
Whispering softly in each others ears tender words
Sweet nothings, youth in utter splendor wrapped
Embraced in loves devotional shawl of emotions.
Behold vows promises of perfection uniting
These spirits of fall, united against the winter
Winds forever more.
Cold and slain lay the roses of summer, yet within
The wild heart of innocence, the flame of desire
Shall not flicker out, nay it lives strong in the young,
A blossom of delicate distention is true loves flower.
Oh in timeless remembrance as years will pass,
And only one shadow remains between these two
Souls united joined in life as one. 
Shall beyond another single silhouette awaits,
Tracing these burnt ambers of autumn from long ago,
 In cascading showers of melted colors of memory.
In angels tears a gentle rain does fall, yet a smile
Crosses the face of this eternal love, a blessings
Promise in one word spoken, always.
God’s inspirational napalm set ablaze upon the trees of autumn,
Welcome to the ascension of the season, bursting forth onto
The leaves of the evergreen.

BY: CHERYL ANNA DUNN


Details | Free verse | |

Beauty in my Palm

You are the wild flower in my palm
With no stem to keep you anchored to this covetous earth
You are the fragile thing I dare not cup,
As your petals whittle away under the wind
And flit unfettered in the air;
Exaggerated fear leaves my fingers numb
Hungry need leaves my fingers twitching
And my hand is paralyzed by turmoil
As every breath of wind takes another petal from me
And brings to my lungs, my chest and my heart
An overwhelming scent of need-

You are the wild beauty in my palm
And I dare not hold you to my chest
For I fear to crush you
To know first hand
That caged beauty, is beauty no more.


Details | Personification | |

At the Pawn Shop

I met her  in a pawn shop on a warm summer night
When running from the rubble of  my shattered life
To sell a broken dream that would never come true
An engagement ring to pay for the rent that was due

There she lay sleeping in a battered rosewood bed
Heart strings breaking in a rusty sea of velvet red
So hauntingly beautiful, she took my breath away
Violin - an old reject who would change my life that day

So I bought Violin and lived out on the street
And played Rhapsody in Blue as coins fell at my feet
And soon we had a  little flat high above the Bay
And every day, I got better with every note I played

Today I am a maestro playing Carnegie Hall
My name in lights blinking on a Marquee Wall 
For it was I who saw myself in Violin
A tarnished soul and the beauty buried there within


Author:  Elaine George
Written:  2013


Details | Blank verse | |

All I See Is Beauty

All I see is beauty in the burning of her words,
The flickering of flames,
Constructs of fires licking at the night
From snow white sheets of dreaming.

The senses of her bleeding, ink and roses,
Sensual vibrancy,
Gliding rails streaming to the stars,
The links between the earth and heaven’s tide.

All I see is beauty in the visions of her art,
The tenderness of angels,
Architects of chapels wrought of lace,
An arbitrary grace of love.

The impressions of her breathing, saffron breath,
Exhaling of her soul,
Bestow of sleeping kisses to the lips,
Priestess of the mind and loin.


Details | Sonnet | |

Eye of the Beholder

A child's beauty contest I watched in such awe;
  young girl in a wheelchair to her father, his all.
Escorting her on stage with such grace and pride;
 each so blessed to be at the others' side.

A fragile princess in a purple pageant dress;
 twirling her first in her chair then lifting her to his chest.
Their dance so inspiring; such an enchanting sight;
 so gently he lifted her high up to the sky.

Sparkling, bright eyes and the most beautiful smile;
 none deserving of a crown more than this precious child.
An imperfect body, viewed as a gift from above;
 her beauty matched only by a father's boundless love.

Beauty in my eyes is not found in perfection;
 but in acceptance, uniqueness, love and dedication.



June 29, 2014
Contest: Encore-anonymous positive new sonnet
Sponsor: Elly Wouterse
 


Details | Rhyme | |

Renewed

Upon the canvas in my mind
Quilted mountains greet sunrise
Softest kisses, sweet surprise
Brilliance charms the artist's brush
Delicate roses in hues of pink
Seem to make them blush
 
Laughing clouds speak dreams of love
Lightening jaded winter's frost
Lush forests offer quiet peace
To parched spirits who've become lost
Havens to slumber near sparkling brooks
In paradise born of dew drops from Heaven
And the change was priceless
 
 
 
 
KA Written 1/18/03


Details | Free verse | |

SNOW DUST

Melting tears of the moon is snow dust, frozen droplets
Turning into flakes of white icy lace, that cling to the baron
Limbs of the tree tops, for it is winters grace, a frozen
Kiss given unto autumns last sighs of farewell, until
The next seasons change takes place.
Softly floating wisps of thin frozen mists, shifting
Ever lightly, gracefully unto the winds, tenderly
Aloft, free falling paper thin crystals of ice,
Cascading downwards unto the frozen earth below.
Layers of delicate texturing of refineries elegance,
Transforms this landscape of falls color burst, into
A winter wonderland of frost and white icings
Gleaming brilliance.
A kingdom of flickering diamonds is show cased
Beneath the lunar shine, of the light hanging within
The heavens above, a glittering field of gems
Illuminated by the elliptical sphere, Called the moon.
In this picturesque display, the writer ponders
Humbly, to the wonders of nature’s masterful
Hands of creation, to be able to create such 
Beauty on
 this frozen canvas, and the poet
Is left in awes wake of hushed expression.

BY: CHERYL ANNA DUNN


Details | Free verse | |

THE GIFT

It vibes in harmonics broadband, a musical language universal,
Echoing across the heights divides, falling as a thunderstorms,
Raw force of spiritual power, descending from the heavens above,
The angels do yield, surrendering the gift of music unto the world
Of man.
Pierced by their angelic thorny prongs, tender notes of rhythm,
Melt downwards from the silver lining of graces everlasting meadows
Of inspiration.
Separations clouds expose the here ever afters, sparks of the divinities
Fame burning as a torch lighting up the skies white powder showering
The earth with sweet melodic undertones, a thundering vibrating beat felt
Throughout the pulsating heart of nature itself.
Music lives within all things, it binds a connecting link, a 
Symphony a blending element, a melting promise between heaven and
Earth, a harmonious balance, light equaling dark.
In the vaults of the skies, the heavenly chorus joins with
The voices of humanity singing a song of complete
Harmony.
What a true wonder is this gift given unto mankind,
To write and sing, to share such expressionism with
One another, music is honestly a universal language
Understood by every nation, or age group beneath
The heavens themselves.
A heritages legacy passed down from grandfathers,
To fathers, and than to sons, and daughters,
Is this the love and wonder of these arts there in
So shared by all members of the human race for
Generations of inspiration to come.
I listen to the songs sang by the morning doves,
To the charming voices of our youthful young,
Than those jolly fellows from days gone by,
You know the old barber shop quorate.
So many variations and depths of degrees,
Harmony, rock-n-roll, to golden oldies country,
Music is a wonderment all to it's own glory.
So we thank you those powers on high,
For this miracle of a gift called music.

BY: CHERYL ANNA DUNN


Details | Free verse | |

THE ICE FAWN

Rarest of beauty is she the ice fawn, 
Grazing within the ice meadows in crystal
Fields of frozen cloves, as the star lights
Flicker in brilliance shinning, all about her.
A shy creature of gentleness, made of ice
And snow, unique amongst the polarized canvas,
Alone in perfections glittering diamond dust, 
Of winter’s mystical enchantments.
Drinking from the pools of the moon,
Warmed by the twinkling shades of the rays,
Casted in the Aurora Borealis of the northern 
Pastures, beyond mankind’s encroachment.
Creations gathering of angel tears shed 
In tender moments of truest grace, was 
She this miracle thus was so made,
The ice fawn.
Chamber lights living Kalightoscope, a prism of
Dear shine, walking in splendors white ice.
A mystical being of opulence’s elegance, splashed
By the divine plate array, and brushed by the wings
Of the ethereal angelic.
A sparkling gem, a jewel of winter, with the
Soft brown eyes of clarity, behold the ice fawn
In all her glittering glory, walking in freedoms
Sacred Valley of the human imagination.
BY: CHERYL ANNA DUNN



Details | Free verse | |

Little Glistening Salmon

“Momma… what are those lights up there?” “Those are salmon fish, glistening in the sky…” … She begs to understand your fears, your passions, your pursuits She is down on her knees, and you above Feeling the tears drip from the heavenly precipice… She wants to catch them in her eye And truly… see And she does see….far off…beyond the shade, Beyond every single worry river… Two pairs of eyes across the way Glistening with perception, set upon a face so serene… A warrior stance of their own, the eyes gaze… She is both torn and joyous to meet them, And had she dared to look away, the cares would flee And thoughts would spew faster than the rapids… Where the salmon skid upon the rock… Only to be grabbed and mauled by the world Those eyes reveal a face…a mind so sharp, yet loving Unraveling a heart that could bear the strongest boulders Hurling them higher than the moon… Watch! Little glistening salmon fish floating in space Her giggles would make you smile, The lights in her eyes would melt you and shape you Her and your heart you would both hold so close In almost an innocent embrace Then, suddenly, in that moment, a newness would emerge Something deeper than anyone has ever imagined to feel Not two—but one would understand For one you would become Yet… there are so many questions she longs to ask you So many…yet does she carry those answers? Are they written upon the skies? In the trees…or the bustling breeze? In the small recesses of a child’s imagination? …. “Why do the salmon float in space, Mamma?” Her hand squeezes the child’s palm affectionately… “Because his love for her was so great…that he lifted the greatest, strongest boulders from the creeks…the salmon would skid upon the rocks only to be met by the great paws of the bears…but before they were caught and devoured by the hungry creatures of this world, the Great Warrior with eyes of justice hurled all of them toward the moon just to see her smile… the stars you see…are the fish that are free!”


Details | Verse | |

far better Farah

I am consumed by the beauty of your words
Stolen by the smiles of your lingering languages
And imprisoned by reality, as I walked through your world 
The world that you built on your poetry pages .
 
Tell me, have you only spent your green years
To harvest wisdom in the field of saintly sages?
And now using your wealth of words to erase fears 
Leaving joy and rainbow dancing over posterity’s pages.
 
Oh Farah! the far better Arabian wonder,
The beauty of brawns that resides in the mean marrows:
You drive many hearts to curiosity’s border
Now I see the strength that resides in the simple shadows.
 
Thy poetic passion paints the worms with wonders
Thy philosophic pictures push the fragile to become agile 
Thy poetic pen pulls giants out of the palace of grasshoppers
Oh little Arabian wonder ! thy poems make mountains mobile.


Details | Verse | |

This is me

You wake up in the morning to look in the mirror,
To say "This is me".
To Compare yourself to what you think you should be.
"I'm fat.",
"I'm ugly.",
"How can this be?",
"Why did God do this to me?",
You put on some make-up or some acne-cream,
To cover the blemishes that others can see.
But it doesn't mater what others see,
Beauty is in the eye of the beholder,
And the beholder is me.
So stop annotating,
And start complimenting,
Not on what should be,
But on what is!

You were created in God's image,
Oh.
How.
Powerful.
To see who you really are,
Oh.
How.
Magical.

In that mirror is not,
"I'm fat.",
"I'm ugly.",
But a scientific creation from stardust,
Something that's way beyond us.
And what's inside is something so unique,
So special,
Because no one else has it,
It's.
Like.
Magic.

It's you!

You are the most amazing thing to walk on this Earth.
With the ability to wake up and show your worth.
So why wake up and talk negative?
When you could wake up and smile.
Why not be happy for a while?
Why try to please everyone else,
When all you have to do is be yourself?

People say "What matters is on the inside.",
And you say "But look at my outside.".
And I say there is no good side,
You as a whole is the creation,
There is no separation.
Each person with 46 chromosomes working in perfect symphony,
Destroying themselves with negativity.
Just Stop!

You are beautiful because you are rare,
Because no one else can compare.
Your face,
Your nose,
Your eyes,
With your sense of humor to comprise,
Someone no one else can match.
Try to make it in a lab...
Try throw it down the hatch.
You compare yourself to everyone else,
When you are one of a kind.
Why can't you get that in your mind?
Diamonds aren't perfect so why should you be?
Beauty is not symmetry.
Look in the mirror and what do you see?
The beauty that you are...
This is me...


Details | ABC | |

There is a place

There is a place you can go that is full of only love and Warmth .
you will be surrounded by a light that shines from the Heavens ,
Sprinkles of Silver and Gold. 

This place is filled with brilliant colors of Purple , vibrant Gold, all colors.
not one Color is less significant then another ,
for every color is equal here .

This place is surrounded by the beauty of different Flowers.
All flowers have significance here . No one Flower is better then another .
All Flowers are equal here .

It is important you know , you can cry here , and should cry as often as needed .
For  the tears will cleanse your Soul and give the Flowers water to grow.
No  one Tear is insignificant here , every tear has value and not one is better then another .

 money holds no value ,  Where you live , what you own,  has no significance here .

You will be surrounded by a beautiful light that shines from the Heavens .
A shining warm light will encircle you and allow nothing to hurt you . 
Hate will be shed at the door light a old jacket of no use. 

There is a place of beauty and  Worth.
This place will not be found on Earth .
It is a place where no one person is better then another .


Details | Free verse | |

Picture Perfect

(Gentle Summer Rain)

Listen to:
light pouring silver gray
enriched thoughts fall from the sky
complete path towards-
Blissful, Delighting Peace
small ceremonial rain dance.
------------

Gentle therapeutic rain
on a warm summer day.
falls of heaven on my skin 
lovely healing memory
smiling tears 
embracing promise land
means of escaping
utopia in a cloud
Solace-
light mist paints the Earth

"Drizzling summer rays"
Swimming in sunshine, rain.



by:??


Details | Epic | |

Pledge of love and loyalty

This pledge that l,Ntando, make today serves
as my guideline that I shall follow
happily, ungrudgingly and tirelessly
for the sake of our love life.
Indeed l am well aware of the fact that
the beauty of this pledge does not only lie
in word alone but in action as well.

For that reason in every season
I shall show steadfast commitment
to the implementation of this pledge
with a great deal of astuteness.
I therefore commit myself to be your
devoted and delivering husband for
all the years l shall live with you
on this earth.

I shall treat you with the love and care
you deserve as my wife.
Indeed l shall treat you with
the distinction and dignity
that is befitting of the queen of my heart.
That body, that bone, that breath
shall be my mine to treasure,
for sure;
a dearness to promote and protect
for dear life…and love!
I shall stand by and with you in all the
situations of our life.
If the situation demands that we sail,
sail we shall together.
If the situation demands that we
climb,
climb we shall together.

I know very well what l am getting into:
I am getting into a marriage that is
overflowing with blessings.
This marriage- with our mutual
commitment-
will stand the test of time.
I know very well what I am getting into:
I am getting into a relationship that
brims over with a transforming power
of love.

This marriage-with our
mutual commitment –
will transform naivety into maturity
troubles into challenges
pretence into practice
pride into progress
bachelorship into companionship.
I pledge to be your steward and partner
for all times.

I shall value the consultations
and decisions that we make as
husband and wife.
As head of the family I shall do nothing

 

to derail our love train for anything else
least of all for personal and selfish reasons.
Now and forever

I am your lawful and loving husband…
This pledge that l, Nothando, make today serves
as my guideline that I shall follow
happily, ungrudgingly and tirelessly
for the sake of our love life.
Indeed I am well aware of the fact that
the beauty of this pledge does not only
lie in pronouncements but in practice
as well.

For this reason every season
I shall demonstrate untiring love
and loyalty to you;
a love and a loyalty that is a living
embodiment of our marriage vows.
I therefore commit myself to be your
honouring, supportive and loving wife
for all the years l shall live with you.
I shall treat you with the love and care
that you deserve as my husband.
Indeed I shall treat you with
the dignity and nobility that is befitting
of the king of my heart.
On my mind it is always fresh
that I am the flesh of your flesh.
Green or grown

I am the bone of your bone.
I know very well what I am getting into:
I am getting into a relationship that
elevates me into a kingdom of wifehood.
I shall endevour to put my family first
with all the rights, obligations
and privileges that come with wifehood.
I shall endevour to wipe off and ward off
loneliness and lostness from our relationship,
seeking nothing but your companionship;
banking on your stewardship,
sinking together any hardship.
Since you are mine
I shall not do anything else to undermine
our relationship for personal
or egotistical
reasons.
Now and forever
I am your lawful and loving wife…


Details | Free verse | |

Dementia

He was always so happy
strong and bold.
He'd give you the shirt off of his back.
Tough.
Independent.
He had a rough life
growing up through the depression,
but like he always does,
he got through it.
He has two boys, of whom he is so proud.
Moved from Regina, to Victoria.
He had the best life anyone his age could have wanted.
But ever since his wife died, 
he has not been the same.
Sad
Lonely
Empty.
But like he has always done,
he got through it.
Mind slipping, 
just a little forgetful.
That's how it always starts out...
But like always, he powered through it, 
until now...
He is not the same person that I used to know.
He been sentenced to the prison in his own mind.
Possessed by the thoughts of his dogs ashes.
He likes to play the blame game,
but we know he doesn't remember that it was him.
He wakes up in the night
shaking with pain, 
tears streaming down his face.
There is nothing we can do,
Oh well...
Two more tylenol.
Hold on to hope
for as long as you can,
It's only a matter of time now.
He gets vocal, a very loud tone.
He'll block you in your room
and make false accusations
But we know that it's the pain induced monster in him.
Tick tock, tick tock...
You can't handle the stress anymore
you have to leave.
Just hope for the best, 
maybe it will get better.
Surprise, it doesn't.
Your denial is foolish, everyone knows 
what happens next.
Sedation
Medication
Anger
Hurt
All results of
dementia


Details | Free verse | |

World above the clouds

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

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

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

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



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


Details | Rhyme | |

The Hypocritical Christian

I am the hypocritical Christian.
I say I follow Christ,
But I'm still consumed by my demons.
I go to church on Sunday,
But I refuse to invite someone back.
I want to serve on mission,
But I'm too afraid to act.
They think I read The Bible,
But I just fall asleep in it.
They think I'm positivity and smiles,
But underneath I'm death and addictions.
They think I'm clean and pure,
But I'm broken and mistaken.
I say I'm not worthy of His love,
But Jesus will never let me be forsaken.
I pray long prayers,
But inside they're empty repetition.
It might look as if my faith is strong,
But my core is too easily shaken.
I say the things I'm supposed to say,
But don't follow His actions or obey.
I speak the truth the church wants to hear,
But deep inside on matters I don't know what to believe.
I walk in shame as if I'm not good enough
To be loved by God and saved through Christ,
But there is nothing I could ever do to earn His peace;
It's a free gift.
I accept;
Now forgiven, changed, and released.
Thank You God,
Thank You Jesus,
Thank You Holy Spirit!
In Jesus' Holy Name,
We pray,
Amen!


Details | Light Poetry | |

FORGOTTEN TREASURE

FORGOTTEN TREASURE

I found the fountain of youth
When I stumbled across the forbidden garden
Right smack in the middle
Was what I thought to be a wishing well
I tossed in a quarter
Looking down, puzzled as can be
I peeked in to see where it fell
I leaned over and that's when I saw my vanity
It was always there waiting for me
The reflection in the water was me before this day and age
I asked what could this be?
With one drop on my taste buds
I knew I found the one true key
The most beautiful thing that can set one free
I reached in to touch the poetry inside me

             SKAT


Details | Free verse | |

Beauty Within

    I can see
a beautiful soul
 lies within me.
    Therefore,
    no mirror
   can reflect
who I really am.







 
For Giorgio Veneto's contest - "Laconic Verse"


Details | Ode | |

The Memories of a Dancing Peacock


The Memories of a Dancing Peacock 
( Based on a true incident captured in my Camera )



I was in a mood to sing, and

The Peacock was in a mood to dance, 

My singing came, while watching the beauty and 

The beauty started unfolding its wings and charms, 

As if the Peacock was listening the songs, 

I was singing, silently in my mind.  



Oh, what a joy it was to feel and share, 

Those wonderful moments 

I spent with that beautiful bird,

Who kept dancing and dancing,

Till the song continued in my mind silently.



You and I may not be dancing or living forever, O, bird,

But the image, which you have engraved on my mind and

The rhythms of that joy and pleasure, 

Which you have left,  

Would continue to generate always,

The music of silence and beauty in every mind.

Ravindra
Kanpur India 28th December 2011

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Raise Your Glass to BRITT

             A TRUE BEAUTY N' FRIEND OF LIFE'S
              NATURE I ASK RAISE YOUR GLASS
                                   TO
              THE BRAVEST SOUL I KNOW, WITH
                 SOFT BUBBLY CUSHIONS FIRST
                    ROW WE WILL FRUGAL ALL
                          FRUIT TO SCATTER,
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                      FOR WE HAVE THE SAME 
                      FORTAY IN LIFE'S SkILLs ....
                 Two VERY OPINIONAted WOMEN; 
                 WHO KNOWS WHAT THEY WANT.


Written By: CARMA SANDERSON
06/18/12
THIS IS A TRIBUTE TO A BEaUTy OF NATure: MY DEar  BRITtnay MaD Ink CaLDwell


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Willie Wagtail

Willie Wagtail

Willie wagtail wakes the morning
With his song outside my room
He tells me that the day is dawning
And sings away all shades of gloom.

Lovely bird, back black and shiny
With his belly creamy white 
He sits there on a roof so finely
Giving my Soul sweet delight
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‘Morning’s here’ his song is singing
Every note so loud and clear
As his song to me is bringing
A feeling oh, so sweet and dear.

26 August 2013 @ 0657hrs.


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The sparkling blue gem

Scaling the skies and beauty of her wonder world A fairy saw a sparkling thing down in a valley Intrigued she flew up to it Mesmerized she was, when she saw it A big ,sparkling ,blue gem with lustrous shine Thrilled by its luster ,she touched it And woof!!! Her magic wand disappeared She lost her wings and all her powers In desperation ,she touched it again and again But to no avail Disheartened she walked up to the nearby brook With her head in her lap ,she started crying Suddenly she heard a soothing music The music of rumbling, ruffling brook Freshly scented spring air wiped her tears Dusky splendid skies brought her smile back A new world was unfolding before her Elated she was, when she walked on the dewy grass Her eyes shone, when she saw a small pink flower, growing under a rock Her heart skipped a beat when she touched the bark of the tree Intoxicated by this beauty, she wandered around And unknowingly reached back to the vicinity of the blue gem On seeing it again ,she felt that it’s beauty had increased Again mesmerized by its luster, she touched the gem This time with an enlightened heart and a beautiful mind And woof!!! Her magic wand reappeared Her wings and powers restored Since night was befalling on her She with an elated heart ,flew hastily up to her abode Resting on her couch ,she felt something stuck to her feet It was the fresh dewy grass Holding the grass blade in her hand She smiled ,as she knew She had learned a lesson that day Had seen a new world, a world beyond her magic and had learned to keep her feet grounded….
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Rites Of Passage



lllllllllllllllllllll I haste not I fear not in harmonious cries, I plead where flight has called this mighty warrior red paint upon my cheek O cleansing smoke of wild grass high of resin and sacred bead a vision has taken this warrior's cry anon, to capture a dream I crawl through gates to reach the ledge where spirit and smoke arise and pluck the painted Northern Flora and gaze through Savanna's eyes ^^^^^^^


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Do you ever get that feeling

Do you ever get that feeling?

Do you ever get that feeling
When your heart is filled with joy?
When the world feels kind of crazy
And nothing can destroy
All this beauty that’s within you
As it blooms just like a flower
Oh, I wish that you could feel it
It’s a heady kind of power

Do you ever get that kind of bliss
That fills your very soul
Like a bird you feel like flying
And your being feels so whole
Oh I wish that I could pass it on
To all of the human race
Do you ever get that feeling
When your life is filled with grace?

Do you ever feel like dancing?
Like the world’s just here for you
When songs of beauty fill your heart
No matter what you do
Just love, love, love, it fills your cup
And the whole world feels so sweet
This be the way I’m feeling now
And life feels so complete.

15 April 2014 @ 1155hrs.






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In the darkness of the morning

In the darkness of the morning

In the darkness of the morning
There’s silence all around
Of the noisy din of people
Not a trace it can be found
Just the cars there in the distance
And the early morning song
Are all that’s heard here by this witness
And the peace is loud and strong.

The dog is lying on the ground
Just a chewing on a bone
It's an awesome kind of feeling
As I sit here all alone
And the silence fills my being
As the gas fire heats the air
I am dazzled by the sweetness
Of this feeling soft and rare

The morning sky is turning blue
As the darkness fades away
It seems the world is waking up
All the birds begin to play
As they flit amidst the branches
And the greenness of the trees
That sway so very gently
In the early morning breeze


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Purple

 boy and girl intermingling 

           blood and veins overlapping 

 vulnerableness 

           a violet's caress 

 lavender kombucha 

           passion's persona 

 jasmine's megaphone 

           harmony's tone 

 music's movements 

           sincere sentiments 

 amethyst's kiss 

           hot and cold amiss 

 an artist's loaded brush 

           a starfish's bluish blush 

 a fairy dusting 

           mountain berry ice cream 

 jelly doughnut filling 

           ripened grapes distilling 

 regal drape twine 

           an eggplant's bloodline 

 royalty's manners 

           hung Lutheran banners 

 a swing-seated spiritual rest 

           creativity compressed 

 a poet's potential prose 

           a rare rose 

 a nose of lilac blooms 

           beauty's ballrooms 

 a pleasurable bruise 

           love's uncomfortable shoes 

 a plum's point of view 

           progeny of red and blue 

 evening sky's blending 

           a rainbow's favorite ending


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As night creeps in

Night creeps in

How does one put it into words?
This beauty all around
This little camp in Pemberton
Such bliss there, I have found
I stand outside this tiny Chalet
Surrounded by green trees
As I melt into the song of life
And feel sweet mystery

I do not know the names of all
These trees that do surround me
The furthest ones be Karri trees
So vast and tall they be
As the shadows shade them into darkness
And fill them with such power
Then closer be a wattle tree
All filled with yellow flowers.

To see these trees dance on the breeze
Is a pleasure to the eye
As Sheep feed on the lush green grass
The day begins to die
The night time creeps on up to me
And birds sing goodnight songs
As I feel that here in Pemberton
My heart it does belong.


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Steel Butterfly

A weak worm hatched
From an egg that is fragile
Trying to survive the world
Full of predators and guile

Romanticsm has been just an instrument
To be confined in the ego
And a faint serfage
On behalf of love upon herself

So she claims herself
No longer merely a companion
Metamorphosed as time goes by
A mild steel butterfly


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BROTHER'S OF THE WIND

Through the whispering pines, down the valley's deep
And wide, do they call unto one another, the brother's
Of the winds.
North chases east to west, as south's warming breath,
Begs to play also, once around the world, over land, 
Sea, and mountain tops vast divides.
Tag your it, not I says, the three, as they roll, and duck, 
Shifting thus for cover's airy currents, above, below one another.
The east wind is the trickster, mischievous fellow,  seeking
Up behind his brethren, than laughing with sheer delights
Gleeful pleasure, until his companion’s kindred, catch up with
Him and pick on him later.
Latitudes unto longitudes, these spiritual pirates,
Of freedoms quest, to remain as liberation's
Outcasts, to conventional reality.
Mother nature's wild children of the untamed,
Swirling divinities whom never rest or settle in
One space, air spirits tasting the everlasting flavor
Of abandonment's desire, beneath their wings of flight.
Soar with destiny's favorite sons, brethren beyond
Human reproach, except unto one another calling,
Come excel with exhilaration's, mischief makers
Extraordinaire.
Ariel acrobats ascending, descending at wills whim,
Concurring the heights currents as invisible eagles,
Than free falling towards the earth beneath.
Gliding dare devils challenging the open air,
Testing the fates of destiny's sails, to imagination’s
Boundaries without fail.  
At night fall a whispering voice, she calls unto
Them, mother nature, come my sons, it is time
To finally rest.
Yawning with their blustery breath, these tempestuous
Mischievous lads, float a loaf towards the cave
Of the winds, and dream of the chase to come,
On the marrow's sunrise.
Illusion's dreaming realm tosses aside, it's veiled
Currant unto these ideal God's, whom play with
Raw power's force,  using it's strength as if a game at play,
These brother's of the four winds, set adrift within
This realm of imagery.

BY: CHERYL ANNA DUNN





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Forgotten You

Forgotten you
As your mind collects the memories of yesterday
Forgotten You
Epiphanies tie into knotty strings of realization
That very moment. . . 
You merely exist

Back then. . .those smiles
Those. . .distant laughs
Some you remember by name
Gone now maybe
Like the exhalation of the wind
Others dispersed in the world of arbitrary happening
Like leaves from falling, man-made trees
There is no doubt that they have
Forgotten you

Activate the bomb
Ignite the fuse
And you’re on next year’s history book
Never forgotten
But drained of all remaining good

That smile you gave
That happiness
The warm embrace so long ago
Salt-coated with piles of rubbish
Over last remaining mental spurts of comfort
Evil, evil, evil, evil, EVIL. . .
Always absorbed and remembered
. . .though never forgiven. . .

All good and gracious sentiments
Packed up in a box set nonchalantly in Downstair’s storage
. . .that chair with the broken leg in the corner of the room
That mangled cobweb holding a dangling, lifeless spider
A drowned sailor’s hat drifting through the current of the ocean
The single tear from a soldier’s vigilant, memory-stricken eye
The frustrating thoughts of a mute
The unchanged. . .HATED deformations

Forgotten you. . .
One soul brings to light weary, unthought-of happenings
Wedged deep into what she can only imagine
With not even a hint of understanding
. . .of the pain. . . .of the bewildering distortions
Of the ugly. . .
One soul merely vomits sickly verse after verse

As humanity embraces its downfall
The poet hangs onto her unjustifiable, forgotten. . .
Words


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THE FORBIDDEN GARDEN

In the land of the rising sun, lies a sacred garden,
It has but one care taker, a maiden of mystery,
Hidden beneath a mask of ivory white,  
And dressed In beautiful silken robes.
Tall pillars shine, beneath the dawn's first rays
Of light, kneeling in prayer, a beautiful ancient
Mistress gives thanks, for another days worth of life.
Appeased by her eternal devotion, heaven sends a
Gentle rain shower of crimson cherry blossoms
From above.
Blessing this child of tradition, a rare Japanese rose,
Grows here behind earthen temple walls, built thick,
 In these oriental gardens.
So delicate a flower is she,  in each qualities 
Perfection lies a  singular petal, tenderly.
Shinning in brilliance golden light.
Admiration's ancestors smile, with honors pride,
To behold thus creature of opulence’s graceful
Design, purities magnificent porcelain angel,
Known as the Geisha.
Enchantment's seductress, casting mysteries 
Spell of the forbidden orient, upon the 
Unsuspecting out landers. 
With each exotic motion's movement, 
She the seducer, weaves a magical spell of
Enchantment, until this stranger, completely 
Falls under passions web of intrigue.
In isolation's paradise many souls are 
As prisoners of loves captivity, within this garden,
Of greatest beauty and harmony.
At sunsets melting into the distant horizon,
A haunting melody is played, and sung,
It is the Geisha's lullaby,  a soft whispers,
Good night to the sun, and welcoming the
Lord of the night, to peacefully enter, her sacred
Gardens enchanted realm.

BY: CHERYL ANNA DUNN


  




  



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a second thought

You buy her a rose.
Make your way downtown only to find out through a text she wants to see other people.
You go to throw away your rose......but before you do, it hits you.
The flower is no less beautiful.
It smells just as heavenly.
The world still turns and you notice all the eyes on you and your beautiful flower....
What a lucky girl she must be they think.
What a lucky guy I am I think. 
To hold such a elegant flower.
He leaves it on the train seat and leaves.


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DANCING GYPSIES OF THE MISTS

Sisters of nature, gathered hand an hand, 
Finger tip to finger tip, as the goblets
Are filled high, and thus passed 
Amongst one another.
Nymphs of the evergreen wild, celebrating
The springs rebirth, listen to the drumming beat, 
Of seasonal change, it plays in perfect harmony,
With the earth's eternal motion.
Graceful steps of eloquence, lightly placed
To the rhythmic under tones, a seductive
Enchanted spell, weaved with gestures
Exotic mischief, by promises unspoken
Implied meaning.
Teasing virgins of sacred beauty's 
Renowned, unveiling each temptation
Hidden desire, yet it is nay unconquerable.
For these maiden's are the gypsies of
The mists, the untouchable, protected
By the Gods themselves.
Muses for inspiration, delicate spirits
Of pure joy, never knowing the heart
Aches of the mortal soul, regrets shadow
Lies beyond their realm, of this dance. 
Forbidden fruits of a lustful harvest,
 These the loveliest of pleasures maidens,
In a Grecian garden.
On the white topped peaks of the Gods, 
A blessings bouquet is lain to feast, in 
Honor such a magnificent vision to behold.
From above the deities toss golden bands,
To adorn these ladies wrists, and ankles,
A fitting tributes treasure to bestow, for
Such grace and elegance.
Hear the rustling winds blowing,
The echoing voices chanting,
Than feel do you not the silences
 Stillness.
They've gone again, into the thinness,
Of air from which they came, these ancient
Spiritual phantoms of the past.
Until the seasons call unto them once more,
Come it is time to dance, gypsies of the mists.

BY: CHERYL ANNA DUNN



 



 


 



 


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You Inspire

I cannot help but smile at the very thought of you
You create an image of loveliness that so inspires
For deep within this man rages a fire burning true
The very thought of you releases new desires

You create an image of loveliness that so inspires
Your face of beauty gives my mind words to write
The very thought of you releases new desires
As poetic fires burn from the flames you so ignite

Your face of beauty gives my mind words to write
So all come together then, neatly and with flow
As poetic fires burn from the flames you so ignite
Your beauty gives my poems light, eternal glow

So all come together then, neatly and with flow
For deep within this man rages a fire burning true
Your beauty gives my poems light, eternal glow
I cannot help but smile at the very thought of you


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To rise up in the early morn

To rise up in the early morn.
 
Some folk think it’s crazy
To rise in the early morn
And walk beneath the starlit skies
Then welcome in the dawn
As trees they dance in the morning breeze
 And wild birds sing their songs
Oh, when I walk these wetland trails
This world to me belongs.
 
In the early morning hours
I feel such mystery
And as I walk beside the lake
My life feels oh, so free
A terrapin might cross my path
Or a lizard or a snake
Or a frog or two might catch my eye
As they wander from the lake.
 
I would not swap for anything
This life I love to live
I could not lie there in my bed
Life has too much to give
To watch the sun wake up the day
As the lake reflects it all
This be to me a miracle
A thing so beautiful.


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THE STAG

THE STAG

It's a creature of vapors mist, existing within a thin veil
Of nothingness, descending from the unknown pastures
Called Nirvana.
A mystical spirit lingering in the sacred meadows of native, 
Legends and folklore, a beast of good omens, proclaiming
Peace and tribal bliss.
It's very breath brings forth life itself, in nature's 
Spiritual realm, where ever it's hoof's land, the evergreen
Thicket wild, sprouts renewals promise.
Routing it's horns, to a fine points sharpened edge,
The stag shakes the mystical forest free from the chill
Of winter's deadly embrace, and thus welcomes spring
At last.
No such a delicate of Doe appears, than she his mate,
Softest of the brown eyed kindred, gently she approaches 
His grand majesty, ever so tenderly and loving.
With sheer grace of step the two merge as one,
Uniting beneath the lunar moon of twilight.
Behold the white light of brilliance's fire, blazing
As a thunder's storm of the eternal, these are creatures
Of God's everlasting flame, burning on the hearth
Of seasonal change.
Hushed is the woodland, as if frozen in a soft pause,
Ascendence illusionary beings transcend the ages,
Flashing in the shimmering glow from the stars
Of heaven itself.
Melting phantom's of illusions, drift amongst
The night sky, leaving their earthy bondage,
Released once more to feast, in the glens of paradise,
Grazing in the meadows most high.
In the wilderness wild life is renewed,
And the goddess of spring praises them, for their
Sacrifice.

BY: CHERYL ANNA DUNN










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THE IVORY ROSE

Victorian white lace, ivory fair of face,
Lips as red, the rose bud does grow, and is
Cut's deeply by it's own thorns.
Graceful maiden, beauties sheer elegance,
Of olden years past, weep ye no more.
Within the golden looking glass, she dances,
To a yearling's lullaby forgotten.
A lone figure in a solitary waltz, gliding,
Stepping ever so lightly, no sound is made,
Except for the beating of ones own heart.
A ghostly image, held hostage in time, 
Frozen within a glass prison of pain,
Is this the lady of white.
Clouds of powder, set against a blue hued,
Sky above, is heaven so far away, to her touch.
A faded Porcelain doll, is she with eyes
Devoid of life, yet alive.
Hands do smack against the glass, but it is
A jail cell, the intent purpose, to hold
Hostage, what remains within. 
This door barred shut, has no key, or release,
Time's measurement, lies in rhythm, a ticking
Clock set, on perpetual motion.
Sorrow's tears melt into nothingness, her
Spirit bound to linger in a hollow image,
Emotions haunting loveliness, a broken
Soul of despair.
Will no guardian angel, wrap her beneath
Their wings of pity's warmth, nay even justices
Avenging, shall not dare to enter within.
Shattered crystal shards, burst forth, and memory
Fades to blackness, a white sheet covers the mirror,
And no light is shone, in this world of illusion.
Victorian white lace, ivory fare of face,
Lips as red, as the rose bud that grows,
And is cut deeply by it's own thorns.
Petals plucked by the forlorn, lead some
Down a path that should not be traveled,
Beware the lonely heart, follow nay the
Sweet voices echoing within the nights
Darkness.






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The Dandelion

The dandelion sat along on the hill 
watching the rose's play.
He asked to join the fun and games;
is it all right if I stay?
The rose's said, you can not play,
for you are not one of us.
Go back to your hill to your grassy clump,
and don't you make a fuss.
For we are tall with our beautiful stems
and nicely shaped leaves.
Our petals are grand,
the best in the land, 
so stay away you weed.
A beautiful flower, tall and grand,
you are, the dandelion sighed.
Your petals are grand, the best in the land,
but i'd rather be pretty inside.
For the rose's and their beauty so grand, 
will fade and wither with time,
but the dandelion's beauty within,
is one thing that will never die. 
:0)


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PAPER ROSES OF LOVE

Image if one will, a field where paper roses grow,
Each color an emotion, it's variations symbolic to 
Feeling felt, and yet expressed.
Compositions of love letters, shaped into delicate
Blossoms, growing or dieing within the fragile human
Heart.
A unique species of floral design, enchanting the
Raw essences of it's creator, with a mystical fragrance
All it's own.
Passions spice crimson red, romantic sensuality
 A white splicing with reds undertow.
Blues calming peaceful shades of hew, 
and a navy's hardened edge exposing devotions 
Everlasting love in beauty's open petals of the divine.
A golden sunflower opens wide, a visions friendship flower,
Seeds cast to the fertile soil beneath the kindred of humanity.
Compassion's evergreen bouquet, 
So many multitudes of description,
It is impossible to describe all,
 For change is the one constant rhythm
Of life itself.
Death's black rose, a crumbling love letter that melts away,
A disintegration of thoughts emotion unto the river of dust.
Not completely forgotten, 
Living only by memory's remembrances,
Of past echoes, 
Left alive in shadows contrasting shades faded by time.
Fragile is the human heart, made of crystal glass, 
Shattering easily to the touch, if handled to roughly.
But even more delicate are the emotions held within, 
A prism of reflections.
It's light leads to the inner garden of the spiritual soul, 
Where the paper roses do grow.
Imaginations field of wonders, thoughts glorious
Bouquet of possibilities to draw from.
A limitless expressive well, for the poet's ink pen,
Lightly dripped onto the empty page of white, 
To write upon, vivid are these roses to the poetic heart.

BY: CHERYL ANNA DUNN


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THE MYSTIC ROSE MAJI

The light aglow does shine, within the wagon train,
Many voices sing, to the tambourine's enchanted beat,
Playing along the fire warmth, of their encampment.
All together their rations share, with one another, breaking
Bread with an evening prayer, over warm cider, to keep the
Nights chill away.
These are the lost people, searching for a homeland beyond
The horizons hidden path.
Can you hear the echoing sounds, of the cricking wagon wheels,
Or the wind chimes, blowing in the timeless mountain breeze.
The last wagon is the smallest, it contains a precious prize,
 Of the Gypsies,
She is the magi woman, the heart of her people.
Fragile and bent with the curl hand of age, yet wise beyond
Her years on earth, a wondrous creature at one with nature.
Many winters passage have her eyes seen,
And felt the springs warming breath against
The raw flesh has she experienced.
 Blessings birthing, and sorrows burials, has this
Lone woman been present for, the tribes
Precious Magi, named Mystic Rose.
Lean does she, against a willow staff,
Walking generations ancestral path,
Remembering a cultural heritage, past
Down by mother unto daughter.
Within this living monument of memories,
Beats the heart of a wondering people,
Whom have cried an ocean of tears,
Yet do they not realize they are freedoms
Children, knowing a liberation beyond
Pains and suffrage ultimate dream, to be
Free without boundaries limitations.
But she knows, the Mystic Rose Magi,
So see guides them along the well hidden
Venues, to the valleys evergreen, keeping
Them safe from apprehensions heavy yoke.
For they are the gypsies tribes and she
Is their precious gift the sacred Magi,
Named the Mystic Rose.

BY: CHERYL ANNA DUNN


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QUEEN OF THE DESERT

All bow low unto Pharaoh,
Queen of all upper, and lower Egypt.
Hollowed halls echo thy name,
 Nefertiti.
Cast red sails towards infinity's,
 Swift currents.
 Nile waters part steadily 
Anubis guardian of the dead,
 Receive thus living deity.
Let sacred alters burn bright, 
Light sacrifices ashen embers, 
In thine honers reverence.
Beneath desertions desert ruins,
 Lies etched upon mortar's stone.
A royal tomb bearing her,
 Majesties,
 Unspoken name, Nefertiti.
 Golden saddles press against,
 Mortals realm,
Behold a phantom goddess,
 Brushed ageless,
By times untarnished memory,
The pasted reveals truths,
 Magnificence.
Through redemption's flame,
Two scepters crisis cross,
 Within beauty's touch.
An ancient throne has,
 Been reclaimed. 
Raise great sphinx, from
 Your sacred resting place,
Shake free fetters sandy mane,
 Breath once again,
 His might’s roar harold’s,
 Her return.
Soft winds blow against,
 Freedoms breeze,
Exposing a glittering figure,
 Standing tall,
Beside the great monolith.
All bow low unto Pharaoh,
Queen of all upper, and lower
 Egypt.
Hollowed halls echo thy name.
 Nefertiti.

BY: CHERYL ANNA DUNN


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Someone Sent Me A Rose

Someone special sent me a rose today
Each rose was a word that touched me in many ways
It told me a story that showed me the most beautiful scene
Of faces of beauty and places i have never been
The words were whispers that called to me
And for that moment from my sorrows i was free
Each rose that fell told me that all beauty comes and goes
But to never forget their is always a new bloom of a rose
For if all this beauty can only be placed in your mind
You have not let all your true inner beauty shine
So to this special someone i thank you so much
For this rose you sent me my heart it truly touched


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The Center's Footsteps

Thoust message rings,
But it is a wretched beauty.
Sew up thine tongue;
It forks in many directions,
Ensnaring, passing through the centers,
Weaving a thread gleaming, deceivingly white,
Yet drenched in the black goo,
The sticky gobs of our source, our blood.
Cast aside thine needle,
Let time make it blunt.
Wallow in thine sorrow,
But only for a moment.
Up, up with you!
The sticky gobs cannot protect thee.
See me, Hear me.
For I see thee...
Thou hast split thine tongue
To hide, to forget.
Thine forked words, black to all, clear to me.
Go on, go ahead,
Walk through its enveloping black.
And when you cannot run,
Crawl.
And when you can’t do that anymore, 
Find someone to carry you.
Thou art strong!
Let thine center give you new feet!
Yet,
If even thine center falls weary,
I shalt be thine legs.
I shalt carry you, my friend.


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Tag Christie Moses

Why; Hello Colin good morning mate
Son, there is no accent in hands of fate

Throw out the tea and chug the beer
Then I bet you find a keg in ere

Everything is a riddle once it is spoke
The tag is from you to me and then some other folk

But who should I choose, I’m here to say
So many beautiful feathers float by my way

Once while I was taking a path from here to there
When I noticed beauty beyond compare 

She made me smile and she made me think
Looking at her was like taking a drink  

She made me feel good and forget all the rest
I reckon that is a true poets test

The only thing I really did know
What a wonderful beautiful soul

My only complaint of her poetry was the last line
For I was hoping to have just a little more time 

Talk of someone who needs no adorning
She plays a huge role in the global warming

For she has a beauty that could melt Glacier Ice
I guess everything wants to see beauty so beautifully nice

So who is the beautiful Angel that I’m speaking of?
Tag Christie Moses your it my love


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Colin if I failed I apologize my head feels like it is in a vice
this morning but I wanted to respond. I will keep this poem 
and then on a better day I will write a reply to you also. I
feel better guys & gals 0r guy gals & gal guys - One just
never knows anymore. At any rate God Bless you all, mj


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Quiet Heart

A quiet heart
Is a beauty of art.
It’s so special in its own way.
When the nature of love touches
It’s there to stay
Feelings are so strong but silent.
For a quiet heart there’s no goodbye.
The beauty you see through the eyes.


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Look

Look from inside yourself and you will see.
All the splendor of God's creativity.
Flowers mountains bird bees
Animals and plants of all species.
Beautiful sights to please the eyes.
All people of every color shape and size.
Look at yourself your are God's prize.
Built by his hands so healthy and strong.
Given the strength to always carry on.
The beauty of life is open like a book.
In every little cranny and nook.
God's love is always there 
All you have to do is look.
Everything is within your grasp
All you have to do is ask.
Look to God to complete all tasks.
See the bird fly and see his grace.
The beauty of God is in every Human's face.
Look! His love shines brighter than sunrays.
Look to God and you will be happy all your days.





Details | Ode | |

First Love

First Love

Her eyes showed me a way,
Her unique smile let my tears go away,
Her Beautiful face made me to say,
Is this Love, or what???

Started to have feeling of love,
Started to behave nicely and different,
Started to smile when there was no reason to smile,
Still, Is this Love, or what??

Tried to approach her, but felt belittled, lowly, shy,
Tried to ask her for date, but felt afraid, scared, shocked,
Tried to express my love, felt would be rejected, hurt, unheard,
Well still, Is this love, or what?

I can fix anything, why not this thing,
I can talk to any girl, why not this girl,
I can really convince anyone, why not this one,
Came before many girl, why not this girl.

Do please not tell me its just nothing,
Do tell me how to do something about this thing...Love,
Do tell me anything about this thing…Love,
Will there be rejection or appreciation??????????


Details | Ballade | |

After the rain

After the rain

Velvet green with mauve and yellow
Touches blue sky overhead
I walk along this wetland trail
With fairy feathers in my tread
Green parrots in their crazy flight
Rise and fall above the trees
Who’s branches dance in splendid rhythm
As they ride upon the breeze

The ground still moist from yesterday
When the rain came falling down
It feels all kind of downy soft
And looks so very damp and brown
As sweet brown doves search for a feed
And a raven high above
Gives out a call of loneliness
In a voice brim filled with love

The lake it glimmers sheeny, shiny
As the sun upon it beams
It sings a song of sanctity
That fills my heart with lovely dreams
And whispers words of mystery
That seep into my peaceful soul
As I walk in morning silence
Letting nature make me whole.


23 Aug 2006





Details | Ballade | |

Grandparents

Grandparents

Grandparents they be two lights
Who may lead to wisdoms door.
For hopefully they've lived their lives
And made that journey to the core
And found the jewel buried there
Beneath the shades of sorrow.
And now these two be living life
No past and no tomorrows.

They be a pool within a desert
Where the grass grows lush and green.
A cool place where the kids drop in
To breath in air that's more serene.
They will be gentle, sweet, but stern
{If the need for this comes up}
But mostly kids look on these folk
To over fill the loving cup.

And when these ancient ones depart
And through the golden gates do stroll
The power that rules these mighty realms
{Once the aids have weighed the soul}
Will send them down as spirit folk
To help folks lives to flow
before they enter Earth again
To gain another chance to grow.


Details | Verse | |

My Words

Sometimes my poetry is just a case of words, 
and not necessarily my reality;                                     
and that’s what is so beautiful about writing

You can be who you want to be on any level 
and tell secrets about fantasies that may never be;  
or take trips to other dimensions on mental journeys,                                                                        or places that some don’t even think exist

They mimic thoughts that manifest themselves as poetry 
and rest on pages patiently waiting to adhere
My words are a reflection of my heart 
and they reveal the truth behind my mask of fear
they deliver reality doses  whether they are just cases, 
or me in the absolute right here

My words exude positive intentions; 
my imperfections apparent but I accepted rejections 
and reversed dejection  
and decided to bare all my fantasies, my flaws my very soul 
and temptations

Uncertain how voiced verses appeal to outside sources but internally they set me free
They provide a medium of light and creativity
A chance to apply knowledge and a time for reflecting on and making changes in my frequency
My words are attached to my soul and its overwhelming ability to just be
They reflect what I was before         
the choices I’ve made and the reasons that this life is perfect 
according to divine order

They represent the voices of my ancestors from the beginning of time 
because up until now, 
the ending wasn’t within reach so I make sure that I
carefully choose the format and the right place and time 
to deliver the message that may be blatant or hidden inside – 
of the abstract placements of verbs
giving praise to the source of power that calmly submits to the voice 
connected to my words
I am the originator of my own words
I hope that you are inspired, or simply entertained
by the process by which I've placed my words


Details | Senryu | |

Playground

Kids go down
The slide…they head toward the swings
TIME TO SCREAM!

Free time ends
Their parents want to go home
Frowns exchange 


Details | Couplet | |

Trust

God has a plan,
And it is out of my hands.


Details | Acrostic | |

Smile

Sense of humour, elevating our spirits
Musing over the simple things in life, rejoicing at what we find
Imagination stimulated, childlike, seeing the wonders in life
Light heartedness, laughing at one’s self!
Everything as it is meant to be, smiling, enjoying, the gift of life


Details | Free verse | |

Love Never Fades

There's a little history to this particular poem. I know I wrote it when I was 11 or 12 years old. I wrote it for my Grandma Dorabel, who is today 90 years old. I also wrote it for my uncle John who had been taking care of her at the time; I didn't want to leave him out so I put on the letter: For Grandma Dee and Uncle John! I wrote this short little poem along with a drawing of a cat and some flowers. However, I actually never sent the picture to her! My parents and I must have forgotten to send! To me that was unacceptable! I thought to myself today when I found the picture, I must send it now! The picture is now on its way to her, so I am happy she will at last receive it. 

---------------------------- You can send me a bouquet of flowers, You can order me a box of chocolates, You can buy me a fancy outfit, But flowers don't last, Chocolates eventually disappear, Outfits get out of style, Yet Love never fades, And it's the most precious gift of all


Details | Narrative | |

The People Around Me

Things seems to be very clear,
When actually felt it is unclear,
What really seems to be clear,
May never ever be clear for ever.

Your help for others,
May be to be appreciated,
Or taken as what is called,
to be uncounted.

My question is clear,
Why the help for others,
Is sometime never appreciated,
However it is always delivered. 

In response to ethics,
lingers in my mind the answer,
To help others is not to be recognised, 
But it is to be called someone, 
Who can be respected.

To all, continue to help,
Not to to be appreciated by others,
But to be respected by yourself.


Details | Dramatic monologue | |

acceptance

   Who's that staring through my window walls, with eyes as old as time
the clock has not yet moved and the wind outside has died
no breath for me to find nor the strength to check the time
unless the minute hand is lying theirs a chance i may have died
I wish this all a dream but the eyes i see dont lie, they have told me with their watching that all men do really cry
yet in vain is all my wishing but perhaps this is delusion of a sedimentary man with his mind ripe for losing 
Come at me then red devil, I shout within my mind yet the tension I had hoped for was delayed and rather dry
no ravishingly velvet flame encircled this such room, nor were the furniture and ottoman  thrown like an old shoe
marvelous the time in which a demon throwns your home and his only one intent is to stare right through your soul
 to that i bid goodnight to you, to do as you wish, regardless of the manner I am nothing more then fish. to be shot out of a barrel for a fellow such as this
If you do deem it fit that I wake another morning all i ask is that the clocks all please return to working order


Details | Free verse | |

Just Be

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

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

Jacob Reinhardt
10/07/13


Details | Free verse | |

Beauty, Love and Peace

Beauty, Love and Peace Beauty appears to be, In serene mood sometimes, Spreading the peace in mind Beyond horizons, limits and time. Peace is really such a wonderful state, Which enhance our mind and soul, and It makes us feel the joy of love and mirth, Influencing, our mind, heart and soul sublime, Which exist only otherwise, in that supreme being. Beauty takes us further and even beyond further, Amid the lofty heights, where love opens it wings, Where cool breeze blows to touch our mind, Where pleasure refresh our heart and feelings, Music and songs further take our souls, In a world of delight, so beautiful, so sublime, While flying and floating high in the sky. When peace reaches it's ultimate, It yields the fruit of love, Compassion and kindness, Then burst like buds, In every happy and serene mind, A Godly quality began to reflect, In every act of a cool mind. Beauty when get mingled, With the sparks of love, It bring the hearts and bind, So close and so loving, that bodies and beatings, Become one amid the ecstasies of loving minds. Nothing can reach here, nothing can disturb, Nothing can explain the beauty of love, Here the beauty even gets a new definition, It no more remains the beauty of body, It becomes the beauty of our being. Beauty dwells in every heart and mind, But very seldom reaches that stage, Where it become an inner decoration, Instead of a thing of vanity and pride. Ravindra Kanpur 19th May 2012 Inspired by Joann Grisetti’s poem
NOTE : To have the views and comments on these vital petals of life and poetry I have placed a Blog also on Poetry Soup on 19th May as "How you consider Beauty leads to Love and Love leads to Peace". The Blog is receiving most beautiful ideas from the pens of many of my most learned friends and philosophers on Poetry Soup.


Details | Narrative | |

Upon A Bed Of Petals

                                                        Upon A Bed of Petals
                                    The fragrance is so heavenly full of romance
                            With petals smooth and colorful it puts me into a trance
                                    The light shines upon the area of which they lay
                               With the oasis of beautiful smell I fall in a deep delay
                                    The aroma of sweet beauty comes a dream
                                With motion that reveal emotions with great steam

                                                        Upon A Bed Of Petals
                           Comes a well spent year with joyous laughter and self appeal
                                   With open arms we embrace the life that is surreal
                             Comes a time that we do have to dream with petals of life
                                         With occasional choices of passion and strife 
                                   Comes a venue of flowers of many beauty with value
                                      With another part of each season we stand true

                                                         Upon A Bed Of Petals
                                  The scent of life passes through and makes new
                                With loops that can be seen in an open sky so blue
                                   The wind takes one petal or two to show a trust
                          With to passionate people lying by the petals love is entrust
                                     The beauty is that the petal lasts in memory of
                              With two people passion with love rules true and above


Details | Ballad | |

A true friend

A Friend.

Associates, I’ve had so many
But let us speak of friends.
It be a term so often used
But I’m the worst of men
When it comes to picking holes in things
And a true authentic friend
He be as rare as rocking horse poo.
On a friend you can depend.

A friend would be there to the end
He’d take naught for himself
Oh yes a friend be wonderful
And adds to life much wealth
You know that when the chips are down
And the whole wide world looks grim
That friend will always be with you
His light will never dim.

This be as rare as hens teeth
But when the day does come
That you find this special friend
Your life will cheer up some
She’ll always soothe and comfort you 
And make you feel real great
A friend is someone sent to you
By the tender hand of fate

Cherish him or her so much
Cause when some-one your heart does touch
There ain’t no treasure on this Earth
There nothing that could have the worth
Of the one who loves and listens to
And gives support always to you
A true friend he till forever
He will not betray you, never!


Details | I do not know? | |

Walking with Hope


Walking with Hope


I walk with hope,
at long last, I walk with promise,

I no longer crawl,
scurrying between wounded moments,

I stand tall again,
at long last, I sing a peaceful refrain,

sheltered by your love,
I take solace from life's bitter rain,

comforted by your warmth,
I soar free, high above the empty plain.



I walk with hope,
at long last, I walk with promise,

I stand upright,
feeling the radiance of your gentle light,

and I thank you for taking me in,
I am yours, and your breath spreads life,

deep in my heart, my soul, my mind,
you are the love that I have searched so long to find...


Details | Prose Poetry | |

Act One (The Scholar of life- Opening Speech)

The love of life is a very beautiful and splendid thing. Regretfully, it’s something many
fail to ever recognize. One day, I stopped to contemplate the beauty of compassion and
forgiveness. This is where the true beauty of life is found. When we stop to recognize
that personal feelings are less important than the feelings we are able to create in
others, then we have started to embrace the true beauty of life. To our lives poetry is a
beautiful gift from God. It enables us to step out of our external surroundings and into a
beautiful place, which of course, is the place known as our soul. From its depths we start
to realize the true power that is found in words. Words have the ability to create
feelings in others. Words can open eyes to see the beauty that has not yet been seen.
Words can take us on journeys to places unknown. Open our minds to philosophical
views,which had previously never been contemplated. Thus, leading us into a world, which
has never been seen through our eyes. 
      We are poets, children of God, creators of feelings, and scholars of life. It is
only from the bottom of the well that we learn to truly embrace and understand the warmth
and brightness of the sun. It is only from the top of the mountain that we are able to
understand the darkness that lie in the back of the cave. Until our soul has been emptied
we never fully appreciate what it means for it to be full. Words are no less than the
knife we can use to slice open the cake of life. Thus, enabling us to share pieces of 
ourselves. What truly matters in this life is the fact that we are able to share and give
a little piece of ourselves. True success can only be measured in our ability to share our
experiences in life. Thus, enabling
others to feel and experience the depths of our knowledge. This is our gift and we should
understand the depth of its responsibility. We should all vow to enhance our gift to the
best of our abilities. We all have so much to learn and such little time with which to
learn it. 
        At the end of the play, as the stage dims and the curtains fall, I leave the
theater. Outside, alone at the corner I realize; sometimes I feel like a blind man
standing at a crossroad in the fog. Shuddering at the thought, I tighten my coat and walk
quietly down the dimly lit street of remorse.


I have no idea if this is correct but I did enjoy myself.
For Constance's contest. ps. I have reset these lines
many times but they keep moving when I save the
poem. I guess its a poem anyhow. If it happens 
again I apologize.


Details | Verse | |

Brown Eyes

Brown eyes that matched her hair
Sad and unhappy as she stood there
Waiting for her love to return, maybe yes
maybe never, only time will tell
Such sad brown eyes that matched her hair
Tied from behind in the most romantic way
Head slightly tilted gazing down in despair
Looking, but not looking staring into space
Memories, dancing inside her head
As she spoke silently “He promised to return” 
Talking to herself said… “I had to believe
What am I to do this is just my grief”
Time is just a lie man invented it to be wise
When two lovers are together
It doesn’t need Einstein.
He gave such a wonderful love
Love only known to a lonely heart
For what is life if not with him, I prefer to die.
Fool I am to think he will return
He’s been gone so long maybe minutes
maybe days.


Details | Narrative | |

Two Trees

Oh tree to my right how you mirror the left
Tree on the left, with great vigor you grow
When waters run dry, your roots search below
To the ends of all branches; lush fruits like Eden
Hundred thousand leaves dance in the wind

Oh tree to my right what phantom did come
Yielding fruit no more; nor vivid leaves to sway
All branches have ceased, no more but a stump
Fifty thousand leaves dance in the wind

Oh tree to my left so valiant, so true
A whip of your branch & firm grip of the wind
To the right, one seed you give; let life grow anew
Solitude tis as fire bound for a tree, a simple truth to all
Fifty thousand leaves dance in the wind

Oh tree to my right; look, now you're grown
As was, now are; from the tree to the left came your rebirth
Teeming with life & beauty displayed
Hundred thousand leaves dance in the wind


Details | Light Poetry | |

ONCE AGAIN THANK YOU

I was just trying to remember the past
 trying to remember the good people
 and the bad people,
 that i came across on my way,

i want you to know
that you are among the good people
 that left a good trace in my life,

once again i just want to say thank you
for passing through my life,
is so short but is wonderful
i want you here forever.


Details | Ballad | |

My Cousin Alf

Written by my Cousin Susan Northwood who thinks she cannot write. She wrote this poem for me. pleaser let her know that she can write very well, she is also an excellent artist. By the way, I am back from my holiday, and glad to be back with you all.





My cousin  Alf.

Whilst searching on the net one day
A name jumped out on me
Peter Duggan, as he is known
My cousin, that he be.
A crazy man, a writer too
Speaks his mind, I kid not you
He loves to argue, and debate
Gossip, and trivia, he does so hate.

He wrote me emails, all the time
And many poems in rhythm, and rhyme
His words were calming, made sense to me
Helped my fears,and anxieties.
Life for him had not been kind
Bullied, beaten, and a troubled mind
But here he was, helping me
With all my anger, that He could see

As time did pass, my life got better
Thanks to him, and all his letters
Back and forth, we wrote like mad
Happy laughing, and sometimes sad.
Now here in Oz, I've come to see
My cousin, and his family
Yes he's just how I imagined
Loves all life, and writes with passion.

He argues, talks, and often shouts
Sings, and laughs, but what about?
Yes, he's blunt, and can be rude
He'll shock you too, if you're a prude
But underneath his suit of armour
There stands a man, who's met his karma
All he wants is peace in in life
No more trouble. fights and strife.

There's many souls who cannot cope
With this loud, outspoken bloke
But I know where this man is from
He says it in his words and songs.
So for me he is not Peter
Or Billy, John or Ralph
He simply is my cousin 
Also known as Alf.

Written by Susan Northwood, for Peter Duggan.


Details | Free verse | |

Reflections of Love

To live is to Learn. To learn is to grow up. But at our elderly Age that doesn't mean much.... AAAhhh... The choices and freedoms that age does bring... They open the world of childhood again. This childhood is filled with fantasy and such… Including Dragons, and Trolls alive to the touch. I wish, I wish, you could see them with me. We could laugh at their antics, together you see. To live is to Learn. To learn is to grow up. But as my body grows old, my mind’s still young. My husband and I are like the two parts of the moon. He comes from the light side to pull me there, too. His reflections of love keep me there, each day. To live is to Learn. To learn is to grow up. But never stop smiling, along the way. It’s your reflection of love that’s given to the world, each day. It makes everything brighter, and everything OK. To live is to Learn. To learn is to grow up. To learn is to find how to give your own reflections of love.
For contest: Reflections of Love


Details | Terzanelle | |

Silent Beauty

The silence now pervades my soul and mind.
I smile in wonder at the scene sublime.
The silence now pervades my soul and mind.

I wish to hold this moment for all time—
The beauty of the flowers full in bloom.
I smile in wonder at the scene sublime.

There is no need for dustpan, rake, or broom.
The roses in their glory make me cry—
The beauty of the flowers full in bloom.

I want to understand why when I spy
Upon this garden planted by a man
The roses in their glory make me cry.

It must be all a part of God's own plan
To show the awesome beauty He creates
Upon the garden planted by a man.

When I discern the plot, my thoughts abate—
The silence now pervades my soul and mind.
To show the awesome beauty He creates,
The silence now pervades my soul and mind.


Details | Dramatic monologue | |

When a man loves a woman

When a man loves a woman..

He listens to how she’s feeling more than what she’s saying,
He will put her needs and desires before his own,
He will let her into his heart, and work to get into hers,
He will reinforce her as a woman, build her up, and encourage her to take risks, 
She will know he always has her best interests in mind,
She will be confident in her endeavors knowing she’s supported and loved,
Her beauty and desire will never be a question, in her own mind,
Because her beauty and desire will always be mentioned and nurtured,
She will know the relationship is worth more that the conflict,
She will know she’s cherished, because she feels cherished in the comfort of his arms,
He will make her a priority in life,
He will be inclusive and inviting
She will be able to trust him with her most intimate thoughts,
And know it will never be used against her,
She will feel free to express herself and be vulnerable with him
He will kiss her with all the passion of the first time,
He will do all this and more, 
Even when the color has faded from their very first photograph,
He will do this and more because he loves his woman.


Details | Acrostic | |

Happiness

Happiness (acrostic)
Happiness is found within not in people and things

Acceptance of the present regardless of what fears/ inner demons you may be facing

Persistence in seeking love and happiness inside ourselves so we may experience the abundance of love and beauty that encompasses us

Patience with ourselves as we learn and grow through our personal trials and tribulations life often presents to us, unexpectedly

Inside ourselves are all the answers we seek, believe in yourself with a smile on your face

Never give up on yourself! Challenge your belief systems with an open heart and a positive mind set

Endless love & happiness awaits you, seek it consciously without delay

Spirit of love is the essence of our original form; happiness is our natural state of being

Smile in the face of adversity and feel your spirit soar to new heights experiencing love, peace and happiness from this moment forward.  Live as if there is no tomorrow, for you reap what you sow :) :) :)


Details | Free verse | |

Ridiculous Me

Watch this scene with both eyes and try not to blink C: --> 

I stood there... silently
Like a predator near prey 
I sneak behind YOU

You weren't even aware of it!! Ha-ha! 

I made YOU jump hIgH
Like a startled hare
I chuckle and smile

You know that mischievous smile of mine? 

Your reaction was
PRICELESS - you were so upset
But YOU forgave me

Well...I'm flattered. . . 

We laugh'd together (just like the good times)
In a chorus - our volume
Picked up extreme sound

Believe me - I could hear our laughter from a mile away!

But I'm glad I did
My best to make you giggle

Ridiculous me... 
Wouldn't you agree?


Details | Free verse | |

In Praise of Your Beauty

My pen can not draw the beauty of Your glory
My voice can not sing the melody of Your story
My vision can not explain the vividness of Your beauty
My hands can not paint the beauty of Your grandeur
Only poetry can feel a ray of that beauty and light
Which inspires us to imagine, sing a song or write  

O you Almighty, Omnipresent God
We can not even define, O the best, among the most sublime 
But, we can feel Your presence in the beauty of a Rainbow
In the enchanting colors of butterflies 
In the wings of a dancing peacock, when it flies them high
while adoring your Beauty sublime
In the petals of every flower, when they open to show it to the sky 
In the melody of a native song, when it floats in the breeze
And allures our heart like the Pied Piper of Hamelin

We feel your presence, when the Moon shines in the heaven
And Sun with all its majesty and warmth
Return our hopes by illuminating every morning, our dawns

You exist in every particle of earth and every where in universe 
We can not even imagine and can not define
Without believing You O Divine,
We find your presence in every smallest molecule of atom 

But, we can not even imagine the endless stretch of your existence 
In Moon, Sun, Planets, Stars, and  Universe 
And in many Universes beyond Universe, galaxies beyond galaxies
White holes* beyond black* holes

We also can not image,  O Omnipresent God
The endless limits of your presence and beauty 
And the beauty of your presence 
In the endless beginning of every substance 

And in the origin of human race from that beginning 
Our counting’s fails, our imaginations becomes pale
We find ourselves looming and looming
And find ourselves again in the beginning

The Light comes only when we feel your presence
In the glory of Your light sublime
Which again brings confidence, kindness and love
To live a life full of hopes, faith, devotion and trust 

While shedding the seeds of hatred
And trying to make this our only most precious earth
And the only place to live among our entire learning’s
A beautiful place to live, share each others joy’s and sorrows
And to spread knowledge, peace, kindness and love.


Ravindra

Kanpur India  12th December  2009 

White holes * beyond Black* holes
* a White hole is the hypothetical time reversal of a Black hole. While a black hole acts as an 
attractor, drawing in any matter that crosses the event horizon, a white hole acts as a source 
that ejects matter...


Details | Ode | |

Dream Walking

In the small town of Campbell Missouri,
A young girl with lovely brown locks
Sits, having been told she might never walk again
As all aknowledge this belief in town,
A fear swept around, 
And many children were kept down

But in the spirit of this child,
Desire to walk snuck over her fears
Perhaps she wished to surprise-
Perhaps she could not stand
The judgmental eyes-but all the same, 
She picked herself up, smiled,
And sauntered around the room

Happiness pervaded the house
As the family friend, delighted,
Sang merrily the song,
“Have You Ever Seen a Dream Walking?”

Today, at California Mission Inn,
The same girl, now a woman
Walks her glorious walk
With confidence and grace
She is 91 years old and strong
As song,
Her eyes lighting up as she recalls
She hums the dreamy tune
As I jot down miracles 


Details | Free verse | |

The Righteousness Of Love

Love is a wonder shared by one another it's the only reason I'm not six feet under Love in which I believe in a will to sustain I give back to life, now in dormant states of pain The power of Love may not alone be enough locked inside my dreams escape only from above higher than any human being has ever gone before I must have evolved rise above hate, great once more My Father taught me wisdom I am imprisoned no longer now an beast not of burden I am no lion, I am stronger on my shoulder sits twin dragons long awaiting the day evil forces come forth to take what Love is left, away A Hero of Love light are what the world needs angels, not demons exist where ever you believe follow your heart's direction and you shall achieve objects of affection rid of materialistic greed My bright energy has awakened to a fire never consuming the source as the flames just grow higher that is the desire of a product we call Love Fear, the counterpart what I was once made of I am slowly learning how to win when my peace is harder to sharpen so I have given my pen leave the sword has its uses I must say I believe to vanquish the evil in the minds too diseased to serve any purpose except their own selfish ones tomorrow a new day in the clarity of the sun where we two are now one and one done now does bring about a great change lit by the righteousness of Love.


Details | Free verse | |

the Rose


                 The Rose innocent white, soft pink, yellows 
                colors touch your soul vibrant red to amethyst

                enhances beauty yet a thorn awaits to break skin
                as life does piercing your heart with a thin pin.

                My life has shed drops of blood through each petal
                 as if in return for the love and beauty you feel

                hence pain underneath patiently waits the bloodletting ~

                The rose symbolizes love yet vulnerable to hold
                for when you open your heart it can be left bleeding

                The best of surgeons can not beat your heart
                It is the inner faith and God himself whom gives strength 

                whispers in your ear you shall live you will exist
                your life meaningful as the water and sun to the rose

                 For I am your God  your existence is not over yet .
                        You must Live ~You must Bloom 
                       
                 


Details | Narrative | |

Indefinite Love

I saw a young lady who was so perfect that she made my heart beat
I could not figure it out and now I really don't know I had to take a seat
She smiled like an angel in the heavens with glorious blinding teeth
She seems so kind and full of life and never put people beneath
I do not have a bad thought or a moment without any ease
I notice that because she pulled me up and smiled with a tease
She kept things close to her like my hand and my heart
She knew that I was just the man that gave her a good start
I never had a thought of leaving because of a fight
I will never part with her because she is my sight
She looks forward at all times and never looks back
She knows how I am if some one would hurt her I would attack
I will never leave her side with out her knowing she is safe and sound
I am the man of her dreams I will never let her down hard on any ground
She loves me with all her heart and I know this because she gives me the look
She knew how long I waited for her to notice me, I remember it was long time it took
I waited by her side when she was ill and could not walk 
I held her hand and made her smile when I told her I love her, when I talk
She noticed it in my voice the feelings with care
She never looked at me in a blank stare


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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


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Last Kiss

Open your eyes to the ever turning skies 
I want to here with me through the night 
My heart yearns into your soul 
Burning as if newly lit coal 
I bravely submerg the embers 
That the time I have can be spent with you 
And I remember each kiss every moment 
I was caught in your love that for just this day I remember 
So what happened was a chance for your love 
A time that I kept in a locket tied with a kiss 
 I wanted you to feel, to love, to slumber 
And to awake in my arms with that times kept bliss 
I lay silient in an umber


Details | Ballad | |

Lift a Spirit

It is that of a persons heart to which we live. The pain and suffering but at the same time the happiness that exist in the world. It is only human that we feel what we feel and act the way we do at times. But it is the most inner soul's being we strive to be who we really are. We all want the right person in life,the finer things we struggle, for dreams we find crush everyday as we fight just to merely exist and get by in life. But the love we have in ourselves is remarkable and untouch as we are what God wants us to be. No one said life be easy and he sure didnt make us sin free due to eve and the poison she brung upon this earth. But man is man as we face our weaknesses everyday as most strive to be better in some way and others just turning pure devilest ways. Its there we share the same dreams really you and me. You see,I am no different for if you cut; we all bleed the same color of red through our vains. But always stand tall and strong in your beliefs and doings in life, just as long as you know your right. But be not afraid to face the truth and consequinces of our actions. Its only God you have to answer to and no one else in life control the path you walk but that of a higher power. Sometimes,just be a friend of encouragement to one another and dont try preaching all time cause you saving no one. You just beating the bush with words that are loud but hearts that are hard. But be a friend cause that's one thing none us truely really have. Cause think about it, even they stab you in the back. But lift up a spirit even with a smile cause there be the true happiness and God's way of showing he care when he gave you love.


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You Alone

Look at you, you have found my heart
With love I stare into your eyes
With passion I devise
I can not part with you or can not stop the things I have started

So I raise my hands to embrace you and you alone

Look I walk by your side and I found my self crying
With your hands so soft with gentleness
With your smile so beautiful with carefulness
I do notice life with you without sighing

So I raise my hands to embrace you and you alone

Without a fear of losing you, you are in my visions
With beautiful roses by your side 
I love you more than twelve times
Without doubt I do love you, I care for you and you alone

So do not walk away 
Please lets talk about things anyway
With feelings of letting you go is make me ache in the heart
Do not stop believing my passion has fallen apart

So I raise my hands to embrace you and you alone

Look I want us to grow old with each other through years of journeys
With hope of sharing life of fulfillment that gives us memories
With this I hope to give all of my faith and I hope it is not to late
I Look into your eyes with such full life because you have been my life date

So I raise my hands to embrace you and you alone

And you alone

So I raise my hands to embrace you

you alone



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The Glass Slipper

"The Glass Slipper"

I was waiting for a glass slipper
For my prince in shining armor
to take me away from my sorrow
into my happily ever after.
I sat around wishing on stars;
Kissing frogs wherever I went;
Dropping coins in wishing wells;
Waiting for true love's kiss.
It was only after he never came
that I realized what it all meant.
Magic is not naturally present,
but created through love for another
I did not encounter magic until I looked in my daughter's eyes;
Did not get my fairy-tale until I worked toward a better life.
I learned happily ever after does not exist,
not in the way we imagine.
It does not mean princes balls, and perfect hair,
but the feeling of fulfillment that follows
a life well spent caring for others
and pursing the dreams we had hoped to achieve
So don't be like me.
Do not wait for your prince to come for you. 
Create your own happy ending
and I promise it will come true.


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The Dust God

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


Jacob Reinhardt	
9/19/2013


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Gentle Ripples Passing - Lake Kariba

Water lapping at edge of the boat beneath the silence of the sky
Swaying branches of mopane trees and fish eagles cry
Wind of changing seasons and melting palates of hue
in the blood red sunset glow and murky silvery water blue

Elephants in numbers dot the shores
hippo’s and crocodiles are at the core 
of many memories and visions of old 
Lake Kariba, in land sea 
full of tiger fish and bream

The endless blue that roles into the distance
where the sun rises and falls in panoramic vista
The skeletons of petrified monuments scattered in the sea
forests of pre historic trees swaying in the breeze

It wasn’t always peaceful, tranquil, and still
nature has no chance to relax and withdraw
Scheming and dreaming in the depths of men’s mind

Up Up Up goes the building and climbs
Man made dam, Damn big problem
How could this feet of engineering the power of ages old be so easy
to tame such a wild beast as the zambezi

POURING OUT THE CONCERT 
RAMMING THE RODS OF STEEL
DRIVING THE WATER BACK INTO THE HILLS 

HOWEVER, THE RIVER REFUSED TO YEILD
THE WALL BEGAN TO TIP, BUCKLE, AND KEEL
NOT ONCE, TWICE, WATER MARCHED THROUGH
LIKE A FACELESS WARRIORS, DESTROYING THE BARRIER 
THE FORCE OF THE RIVER WOULD NOT BE SUBDUED 

LIKE ALL NATURAL EVENTS, THE WAVES BEGAN TO SUBSIDE 
THE SOLDIERS OF BLUE WITHDREW
UP WENT THE WALL, COMPLETED, IT WAS ONLY A MATTER OF TIME

Animals and people lost in the rising tide
from river, to dam, to lake to inland sea
Great and panoramic became the horizon wide

Like a whisper on the edge of wind 
was a grand concert of ages gone by 
Played out by wildlife, land, water, and sky

A harmonic existence of sublime serenity
Life here brings closure to one’s perspective
the sent of dust and adventure is quiet infective 

The place of the skeleton trees, mountain passes, and copper sun still
where the stars in the universe, scatterings like lost thoughts, visions, and chants chill
across the forging path, that strides through this african wilderness blue
Lake Kariba, the artery of the north, run straight, run true.


 


Details | Acrostic | |

Jesus

Judas betrayed Jesus’s whereabouts
End, was near
Son of God, knew this
Universe of the Son of the Divine Father, restored
Sins of man forgiven, Prince of our Universal domain, alive in the hearts of his children


Details | Free verse | |

A SISTERS LOVE

A SISTERS LOVE

Hearts dearest companion,
 My sister shines,
Mine protectorates against, 
Harms deepest heartache.
A sheltering umbrella,
 Repelling tear drops
Painful moments.
 Comrades council, wisdom’s
 Listening ear,
Defenders outspoken adviser,
 Ever ready
With tissues in hand. 
When in hearts sorrowful,
Shadows do I weep,
No other embrace holds, 
Me closer then you.
Loves everlasting angel  
Resides within her,
Behold our spiritual connection. 
 Softly whispering tender
 Encouragements,
Champions warrior stands,
 Tall beside me.
Built strong resolves,
 Foundational roots,
She never yields, against
 Challenges winds. 
Spirits kindred, a flame burning
 Clarity's light, 
We’ll meet together.
On the other side, always drifting 
But never apart. 

BY: CHERYL ANNA DUNN


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Bravery

It's not a lesson to be taught
Or a skill to be acquired
It's the nudge to move forward
Open when the time is right
It's the spirit inside
God leading on the way
On the journey to discover
He is all you need
It's the courage to let go
Say yes instead of no
Reveal what you've been holding back
As Jesus takes the wheel
It's the realization that it doesn't matter
What others think of you
God leads you where you're meant to be
Just allow you to be you
It's the standing up to fear
Proclaiming "fear's not gonna win!"
The battle has been fought too long
Time to let the stalemate end
It's the inspiration you've been holding
For others and for yourself
The light we've been dimming
Rather than shining on His behalf
It's the spontaneity in the decision
To follow His call all the way
Discovering peace in being you
Wide open as the perfect creation you are
The world out there is brutal
But there's a Holy Man holding out His Hand
His bravery now is all we have
But His bravery of love is all we need
May God bless you!


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Something is being said

Something is being said

across the whole world.

Something is being said

for all to hear.


Something is  being spoken

for us to be awoken,



Something is giving us life

to beat all this strife,



Something is being loving

to heal our pain and sorrow,



Someone has given us a new tomorrow,

Something is being said,



He is saying take His hand

He is saying forget the trials for they take you far,

Far into a land where life is left unknown,

He is saying, I am life,I am the true vine,



take my hand and we will live in eternity for all time,

for all days and you will learn my awesome ways.



Written by:©Betty Bolden

12-4-04

All poems are copyright!©


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The Duchess Of Paradise

She's highly sophisticated and full of undefiled wisdom
Yet a crowned Duchess in a paradise kingdom
Quite a beautiful angel flying with black wings
Covered in gold jewelry and precious things
She dresses like the women of ancient Egyptian class
Her wealth is generous and her money grows like grass
She loves orange scented candles with dark room flame  
She rules thirty legions of soldiers and Bune is her name
Her comely warrior voice can wake and relocate the dead
Her armies of soldiers gather around the cemetery
She is brave and deserves a princessly crown on her head
Her facility of speech and flair for words is legendary
A beautiful queen to be treated with respect and honor
Instead of blasphemy,wanton abuse and fictional horror


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Thankfully

God, my ears are open
And I know what to do.
Please help me to make a decision
That finally leads to You.


Details | Haiku | |

1st day of Autumn

                rain falls swiftly hard
                uplifting spirits inside
                 misty cold Fall breeze


Details | Verse | |

michelle



                    Michelle ~
                        my sister we have been through life suffered loss
                 you making conscience effort to make amends for past

                         Je Taime Cheri  ~
                Michelle~                
                    my sister finding her own path without orders 
                 never have I left your side knowing in time you will see

                   
                             so proud to be called yours 
                    Michelle ~my sister
               Loving you always unconditionally 

              we all stubble and fall on this ridged road 
                      Michelle I love you 
                                    not enough told ~


Details | Rhyme | |

She is Everything I Need to Know

She is my life and love and everything I need to know.
She is my strength and health whenever I am sick and slow.
her light sticks to my heart all day long: she shuns my shadow.
Comfort springs from her arms: she is my pleasant pillow.

A lovely lady, so bright, bold and beautiful.
A priceless princess, so cute, cool and colorful.
She is the sweetest song in my mouth, I can’t stop to sing.
She is my dearest dream, a courteous queen for a kind king!

She is an immortal image, a perfect painting… an alluring art.
She is every blessed blood flowing through my humble heart.
She soothes my soul and spirit with her cheerful charms.
She takes me to a wonderful world whenever I’m in her arms.

A darling dame whose sensual smiles rock my ribs.
She tames my heart and head …with her tender tease.
Her fine face and figure takes me to a sensual space;
She has got a pleasant picture that old age can never deface.

She is the smile I need to make me go the extra mile;
the unsinkable ship that can sail me safely on the Nile.
She is my hope  whenever it seems my life is wearing away
She is a home-maker with a radiant role to perfectly play.

She is an immortal image, a perfect painting…an alluring art.
She is every blessed blood flowing through my humble heart.
She is a passionate poet, with terrific theme, thrust and tone.
She has got rhymes and rhapsodies that thrill me on my throne!

She is a dazzling damsel: a sweet angel sent from above.
She is the reason I am singing this song of life and love.
She is a trailblazing tale, only a wise man can truly tell;
She is that flawless flower for whom I finally fell!

She is my sun at noon and the shining star in my sky at night.
She is in every picture I see, whenever I look left and right.
She is a sweet story without end because words are not enough...
cool, calm and careful but sometimes she appears to be tough.

She is an immortal image, a perfect painting… an alluring art.
She is every blessed blood flowing through my humble heart.
She is lovely, lively and laudable; faithful and full of fun.
She is every thing I need to know, … ‘Is she the one?’

(c) Adeleke Adeite


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…


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An eye for an eye

Though I am not considered to be a Christian, [I love most religions] But I lover to read the gospels of Mark and Mathew, so I wrote them all in verse...Peter

Eye for Eye.

Folk were listening to our lord
Such a crowd had gathered round
The news of this enigma
Had spread from town to town.
The multitudes all came to him
To hear the words he spake
He’d been speaking there for quite a while
And the day was getting late.

The lord with Passion in his tone
He told those multitudes
{There were poor and rich, and saints and sinners
The good Lords words, their food}
He said to them “now you have heard
An eye for eye, and tooth for tooth
But I give you another law
So listen to my truth”.

“Do not resist an evil person
When struck on the right cheek
Turn to him the other also
Just hear these words I speak
If someone wants to sue you
And take your tunic too
Then let him have your cloak as well
This, I do say to you”.

If someone makes you walk a mile
Then walk with him for two.
Give what one may ask you for
This be the thing to do.
If someone would borrow from you
Then do not turn away.
Hear ye this, it be the truth
These words you hear me say”.


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 | Iambic Pentameter | |

Elayne will dance


Elayne will dance; she holds a long white rope, 
above our heads - in air aloneness spreads, 
cold rain pours on damp ground - the circus' dead, 
remote's the emptiness - devoid the scope.

Elayne will dance! High on the ropes upheld;
through acrobatics, apt, her act perfects,
she lifts to skies, her bold routine projects
the tears of wind that blows will be withheld.

Inside the air, ropes thrum upon the mast,
we both had lived ten years before this sound
we laughed there hung, in void, above the ground
the rags now wave to gallivant miscast.

Inside the winds she posed; admired Elayne
will dance; the ropes keep thrumming on the mast;
will hang in void; beguiled, unearthly trust,
spectators watch Elayne's hung wraith in strain.

"Address my love when nimbus rain on Earth
I'll dance with you in fields of heather, 
because your soul beholds my eyes forever
and stars are embers of a longing hearth."

A skyward streamlet to expend in space, 
admired Elayne departs in splendid glow;
rags wave, the thin mistle kisses my brow , 
- she followed the drops paths to upwards trace.


© 04-22-2013


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Pink all day

              
               The old cashmere sweater in my cedar chest 
                always warming my soul on a winters day 
                
                Ice skating with your true love hand in hand
                frosty breath brings a warmth to your cheeks


                Anticipating that very first date 
                first glance the color lightens your way 
                
          
                as if Cupid decided this will be a day like no other
                celebrating in stars above Valentine days Forever

             It is the day God took hold of your heart and beat it for you ~


Details | Free verse | |

Distance

Are we not all
The night sky for our atoms,
A brilliant display for our elements,
A grace for our composure?
All are vivid; All are rich,
But as with any star,
Dimmer with distance.


Details | Romanticism | |

Love needs Two Hearts

Love cannot bloom,
love cannot go on,
love cannot persue it dreams,
love cannot be what it is meant to be,
love cannot be where it is supposed to be,
if love doesn't have two hearts.

Love needs two hearts to be true,
Like water to a dried rose
makes it bloom in spring weather
with such glory and beauty.
Love cannot be true if one heart
doesn't love the other.
Care, trust, honesty and loyalty
in love it has no boundaries,
it has no color, it has no age,
like a fine wine or an aged whiskey
it grows better with time.
But love cannot fullfill without the other half.

If a woman loves man,
let her love him,
if you love me,
than love me, but if my heart is gone
and cannot be found in such relation with you
then I must halt, till my heart comes around.
If it never does show with the first light of morning,
then it wasn't meant to be with thee.
Come now, do not shed a tear for me,
a simple heathin, who cries havoc
when something doesn't go his way.
Do not cry, do not shed your one of a kind tears
for a souless man, for a heartless man like I,
but do not blame me,
if my heart cannot be found.

Love needs two hearts,
not one or the other can survive
without each other.
Love is patient, love is kind,
but with ever lover comes another.
And we will all fall in great and deep love,
be intoxicated with each other,
and our sweet kisses that God himself would shed a tear
for such beauty that still exisits.
Love needs two hearts,
you cannot have one, without the other.


Details | Ballade | |

River scene

River scene.

Oh such a lovely river scene
The trees so very green
Reflect themselves upon the river
Oh what a lovely scene
It’s the wondrous morning hours
I sit here on this seat
And watch the beauty of this scene
So wonderful and sweet

The trees above, reflect below
To soothe my aching soul
Though all I have is just this pen
And this it be my role
To paint this theme with words only
But I never get it right
This scene so very wonderful
That’s here before my sight.

Oh how I wish that I could paint
This scene before my eyes
But all I have are words so dull
No picture does arise
Upon this sheet although I try
With all my heart and soul
I have no gift like artists do
	For this be not my role.

27 April 2014 @1150hrs


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My Best Friend

My best friend
Is your best friend too!
He died for me;
He died for you!


Details | Carpe Diem | |

Questioning Life

Forget! Regret not, for it all has intention...
To attempt comprehension leads to double block wall.
In searching your question, much more loss is gotten, 
Confusion, dismay a deeper dug hole.
Infinitely seeking you strive for some meaning, 
the truth is quite simple you are not sole at all! 
Infusion connection the union eternal, 
Is easy to grasp when knowledge of whole,
is truly encountered from deep within query
The meaning the truth the love of it all...
Once trouble & strife and struggle are missing,
The clear light of being shows beauty once more.
Accept what is given agree to the treaty.
Fight not with your fears, and answer your call.
Find substance in living, step over delusions. 
Regardless of meaning, life’s radiance will soar.
So use this awareness these words and this practice,
Come forth tall and sturdy, head high and recall..
When sad and when empty in need of intention,
No doubts I plead! No need to explore!
Emotions you hold are sensed by your siblings,   
Your waves of sensation your truth and your soul... 
Are parts of us all, we are all together we are all but one!
In oneness we’re whole! 


Details | Free verse | |

new aquatic species

       Science in all fascination has discovered a species aquatic 

  Theorizing this new yet old species remained hidden as Merman  

  only to live in secret at the oceans floor the mermaid a tribe indigenous 

  once said to be myth yet all proof and technology film does not lie 

  Tsunamis has given the ocean a true glance of the man with webbed hands

  The species communes with dolphins will be under a microscope to analyze  ?


    " The World is not ready to see what I have "  Jacques Cousteau ~


         to be entered in The Science contest ~


Details | Free verse | |

The Glass Goddess

All around me
Great cities made of sand.
Green sky scrapers poke through the ground 
To thrive in life’s strict conditions
And melt away with the tide…

Great houses made of cards
Form lines, and tightrope walk existence,
Knowing that any moment, the wrong brick may fall
And buckle our world to its knees
As Mother Earth shouts Jenga! from the sidelines.

So while were here
We dance with the Glass Goddess 
Poised miles above reality,
Leaping over the heavens on our domino stilts-

We floor it in the sky
Living death in the fast lane, 
Seizing the day
Because any moment 
We could disappear 
Into



Jacob Reinhardt	
10/15/2013



Details | Free verse | |

The Fountain Garden

Amid the flowers ever blooming, ever fragrant,
Amid the stone pathways edged with brick,
Amid the gravel I peacefully walk over, 
Hearing the slight crunch beneath my feet,
Here lies color upon color of hanging baskets and garden trims.
Here lie bushes of color to draw me in.
Cooler air and peaceful, beauty surrounds me like a cocoon.
And amid this a fountain of gentle beauty I do not wish to leave soon.
A fountain that totally greets my senses.
The running of water, the bubbling and tumbling over stone.
I feel the peaceful sounds deep and close inside.
A bench begs me- “Stop. Rest your weary soul. Feel the peaceful sound.”
Here the songs of birds do greet me as they eat from feeders above and
Drink from the fountains below.
Their colored plumage and delicate flight adding to the beauty bestowed.
Other fountains with gurgling water entice me from place to place.
What beautiful shapes and designs do I anticipate to be next?
Beside what peaceful flow of water will I next seek my rest?
I linger and forget my travails as I mentally rest.
In this shadowed and cool garden I linger to hear sounds and see sights 
Never to forget.
As I continue the journey an occasional bench begs my senses- to stop again.
Feel the peace. See what is here.
Some fountains have hidden treasures to espy.
Statuary nymphs and frogs peak quietly from gentle foliage nearby.
I beg to know what animals traverse here in peace within this world.
My mind begs me to write words to describe such delights.
I am enveloped in a feast before, behind, and surrounding my senses.
A trellis begs my attention in lush smells sent to my nose.
A trellis of color and unusual design to add to my prose.
A water sprite beckons my indulgence to notice her again.
Finally the tumbling of water sends me forward to a new treat,
Begging of my senses the new treasures for to eat.
Each a joy to behold. Each adding to my wish to never leave.
Eventually the world will again bend me to my knees.
But a moment I have gained of beauty to behold.
A memory to take in my sojourn, as my life unfolds.
Memories that can bring me back to this peaceful place in my mind.
Though only a moment, I have gained something precious to behold.
I now carry within a pocket of my mind- a memory to bring me back to
The Fountain Garden.

CSEastman  


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To Be

                  to be considered a poetess ~
          to be told by so many talented people here 
               This is a beautiful write , keep writing 
           I love the way you gracefully put the words together 
            
            To be the Mother of three amazing children 
                For my Daughter to tell me she is proud of me 
           for she thinks I write beautifully ~
           To be loved infinitely ..and for me to love in return 
 
            I was asked for my Autograph 3 times in a year  
                 I will not lie ...that was amazing !

            To be told " has anyone ever told you you're beautiful ?
               Well ..I didn't want you to forget ."
            to be called Yvetteishka ~
         
               to be entered in  ~The best compliment Contest ~











Details | Ballade | |

You've got to love your life

You’ve got to love your life.

I’m drifting through my life
As I climb those rocky trails
The only place I want to be is now
The Spring comes, me just sitting here
As the grass grows by itself
I never did want too much, anyhow.

Can’t worry about your burdens
One has to travel on
The past can’t do no damage, it be gone
And the future, well there’s no one knows
No matter what they do
You cannot stop those hands from moving on.

You’ve got to love your life
That’s the only way to go
There ain’t no going back to what’s been done
Cause life was made for loving
The song you sing is yours
You’re a one off soul, you be the only one.

You have to live your story
No matter where it goes
No matter what the hard knocks you might gain
The road might lead to nowhere
Yet dance it anyhow
When life stand still, then it be lived in vain.


Details | Free verse | |

Words of Life

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

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


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

*chorus*

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

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

*Chorus* 

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

*chorus*

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

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


Details | ABC | |

what is beauty

I often ponder as I lay awake and let my mind wonder, what beauty realy is.
If it is truly only in the eye of the beholder? am I then blind when I hold her? 
Embrace her and see infinate possibilities like trillion probabilities of us creating
Our own galaxies with the simple serinty of jst the sound of her voice.

If beauty does exists then surely it must be more than visual, like a complex 
Machanical sphere that governs all that is tangible. What manner of beauty then 
Lies in the air above us or ground below us or is it limited only to our comprehension?
If so then beauty must be all that I can see, for that is where my understanding reigns.
Oh but if it truly so then beauty is in no order and far too complex to define. Because
What is beauty to me is imperfection to u.

With that reasoning we find that beauty is unique to each man according to his own predetermined 
Desires and createria of what he considers beauty so long before he saw u, he knew u were beautiful
Because u were exatctly what he considered beauty to be anything less is mare imperfection. How 
Shallow we think and allow our eyes to percieve the world. I wonder is that why we are perhaps so quick to justify failure than to correct our errors? 

But this I knw without a shed of a doubt...for if the is beauty in light then surely darkness must glow in its own light too.
Even moreso the surely must be beauty in sorrow as the is in laughter.
But what I seek most is the understanding and appreciation in knowing that as the is beauty in life so is the in death and with this I silently conclude that the greatest beauty of all is the celebration of life and not the moaning of what is lost or left behind


Details | Light Poetry | |

Rise, Die, Shine

Build me a temple high…high…high up where the sun can rise
Where good can shine and the evil die as a plant in winter time.
Let it rise
Let it die 
Let it shine
Build it high up the moon
But under the sky
And let the sun shine
Through the skin that dims inner light
Let the light unfold the eyes
And see the beauty inside of this small world that wants to shine
Let the war be the plant that could die in winter time
Let it rise
Let peace in the world rise
High…high up like a bird flying up to the sky
Let it die
Let hate die
As a phoenix and be reborn as a flower
Full of scents and beauty instead.
Let it shine
Let our inner light shine
Let it shine through our skin and show us that we can light up the way without hate and 
without pain
Let it rise
Let it die
Let it shine
Let the battle field turn into a garden
Let the soldiers be the flowers
And the ammunition be the fertilizing soil
Build me a temple high…high up the sky
To symbolize world peace.
Don’t rush take your time 
until we find out that we can shine
Let our soul rise
Let our evil die
Let our ability to find world peace shine.


Details | Acrostic | |

Life

Life is you and me, sometimes we wish to be free, but If we stop to think a minute, this is life and were in it, so dont take advantage of what we got, this is life so give it a shot, so go out there and show who you are, and stop wishing on that shinning star, because you can make that wish come true, this is life and its for you.


Details | Light Poetry | |

Beauty

 
I am beautiful and im not just talkin about looks. Im UNUSUAL personality UNBELIEVABLE. Rare and unique just sit down and really get to know me. Im bein the only one of this kind. ....Without equal Im REMARKABLE. To love me is to know me. I have alot of good qualitys thats deep down inside of me. Qualifed to be the very best, willing to take on any quest. My beauty runs farther than just skin deep. My beauty lives inside of me...I have a radiant glow that flows in a steady stream. Deeply penetrating in me. Although to be uncomplaining, patiently, enduring thee essence of my beauty....Therefore endlessly bursting empathy. Unconditionally able to console sympathy brings out the best in me. Im BEAUTIFUL with a smile thats magical makeing my heart supernatural....defines my beauty and thats justifiable...no need to be judgementel....my beauty is always humbel, never deniable simply just wonderful... MY BEAUTY...


Details | Ballade | |

I have it all

I have it all

What need I, I have it all
There’s nothing that I need
This garden offers everything
Oh, yes, it does indeed
Those branches dancing on the breeze
Green parrots gentle call
Soft music on the stereo
Oh yes, I have it all.

No treasures in this whole wide world
Could give me any more
One moment spent among the flowers
This be what I adore
Hibiscus with its purple flowers
Those softly cooing doves
Soft green leaves in the morning sun
Oh, all of this I love.

Those dark grey clouds that fill the sky
Give off a hint of rain
As I wait to feel the velvet drops
I’m like a man insane
Drinking in the sweet damp air
And this beauty all around
I open up my heart and soul
To the harmony here found.


Details | Couplet | |

Beautiful You

                                            Beautiful You


When Heaven opens up, I feel the spill; the rain; the pour - 
I know your heart still breaks, and you need to cry some more.

When you think you're alone, with no-one beside you to listen - 
Remember I'm here along side you, drying the tears that glisten.

          I see you in mind's eye; your soul is open wide - 
          I am not gone, I did not die; I'm always by your side.

          Through your eyes, I see; my soul can boldly stride - 
          Born again, I'm free, as together our world's collide.

Over lush green grass I canter, I sprint; I bound and play - 
Infecting flowers with laughter; a breeze tickling their gentle sway.

Twinkling star called love; it's beauty is you; love's abound - 
A playful sun through cotton clouds, and dancing trees surround.

          If the sunny breeze is a voice so warm; grass, loving hands so true - 
          If flowers and trees, a form - then the beauty around me is you.

          Linked by love, so symphonic; I know, we're never apart - 
          Calming sound, so melodic; It's the music of your heart.



Details | Alliteration | |

Echo Thought

Sweet breeze I feel,
Across thy face,
As the flowers seal,
And the church spills grace,
The birds have meaning,
With a passion to fly,
I have visuals screening,
Each inch I walk by.
A gift lies within,
An echo from thought,
Letting the mysterious grin,
Fill in the right slot.
Oh, what a beautiful scene,
As movement is still,
Swaying grass is green,
Soaking in with skill,
A wonderful mind,
Receiving messages,
Waking up-on the grind,
Leaving behind presages.   
Think today will be A GREAT day, and see how the world changes.


Details | Free verse | |

Last Summer Saturday

Poorly heated coffee;
I can't seem to get it hot enough.
Tired eyes still rolling,
Film draped for dreaming.
This last Summer Saturday,
Might as well call it Fall.
The pumpkins out and jumping,
Future jack-o-lanterns for fun.
Gentle breeze cascades,
Every once in a while a poof.
Sunny sun still sunning;
Please don't ever go away.
Time to heat up the coffee;
My goodness this is good!
So open arms and lean back;
God is so, so good!


Details | Pastoral | |

God Almighty

When I came to you I was broken and frail~Half my mind gone in despair

 Feeling so Low~Like mud on the ground~Wondering if my Joy would ever

 be found~Fighting and resisting at the very Start~then slowly you entered my heart

 Quietly and gently working insid my soul knowing just what you were doing to help me glow

You broke into my soul where I had been suffering the most you cleansed me

and entered me showing me what I needed to see, working endlessley on my soul

you cleansed me and made me once again whole. God almighty you never cease to

amaze me always by my side even when I'm at my worst, loving me endleslly and uncondionally..

You have opened my heart to the beauty again, the beauty of the clouds the beauty of your creations'

The beauty of the rain, the beauty of the thunder, the beauty most of all of your people.

Opened and vunerable I am to you always. Enter me and have me do your will in my life

help me to always follow you in every aspect of my mind, body, and soul with every ounce of me

Silently by my side help guide me in my ways so I do your ways and your will dear god almighty

Walking together down this journey in life nothing can go wrong with you by my side

Hold me and love me in this I pray guide me down the right roads along my way

I want you by my side for the rest of my life, no more going alone on this journey

I need you Lord God ALmighty to guide me ,Love me. and Hold me through my good and bad times..!

Written By Christina McCullouch 8/3/2012


Details | Ballade | |

Beautiful life

Beautiful Life.

Sometimes my life’s so beautiful
My heart begins to weep
When life just seeps on into me
So very, very deep
The power sends out a message
With the sound of the falling rain
There’s nothing now that matters
The mystic’s back again.

I feel just like a squirrel
On a sunny morn in spring
I don’t know why it happens
But it’s like a kind of dream.
As the rain goes clitter, clatter
Like it beats an old tin can
The sky be like a curtain
As the rain comes falling down.

I’m having them more often
These kind of mystic days
And today the rain is falling
And it kind of feels okay.
Yes I’m caught within the mystic
As the rain plays loud and true
All logic gone to roaming
And that’s a good thing too.


Details | Free verse | |

United Nations Plaza

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


Details | Free verse | |

Make him a soldier

Make him A Soldier


Make him a soldier 
so I won't cry anymore

Transform a boy to a man
 so he will stand...alone

 In the dark forest
 beaming 
as natural combustion of dusk in the sky 


Red blood running through our veins is the same
identical as if we share the same DNA 

And even as a child I couldn't deny how our hearts beat the same 

Rate pulse pace...boom 
it startled me
 but as I gaze in his eyes 
I felt a deep connection 
as if he knew me better than I knew myself
 
White
Our love is so pure and shall never be tampered 
and even if life tries to poison us 
we will always have each other 
pure love
 
Blue water
 a million miles away from me 
and as he travels from sea to sea 
I think of him daily 

I try to remember where we came from
 blue water 
shared space 
different times

 Blossomed from a tulip where our petals do not vary 
and the sepals seem to follow a course set to sail 


So I beg you 
Make him A soldier 
so I won't cry an ocean of tears 
Transform a boy to a man
so he will stand beside me in my darkest hour.
 Help me to raise my head 
when he is long gone from here 

When my fears are red 
 my soul turns blue 
let me remember the purity of us 
how I loved a my brother a man of red, white and blue!


Details | Acrostic | |

Easter

Earths people, it is time to wake up, the ‘Prince’ is alive! 
Ascension available, access through your heart 
Seek and you shall find! 
Time is short, personally unite, connect as one
Eternity given
Rise to the occasion, celebrate the gift of life, bond, with ‘our lord Jesus’ and ‘our Universal Father in heaven, building a bridge, experiencing kinship, between human and spirit

                     ***Happy Easter Everyone***


Details | Ekphrasis (Ecphrasis) | |

AN ODE TO THE HANDS

On Grandma’s bedroom wall hung pencil sketches
To inspire me and draw me in, never fail
The hands in prayer our daily blessing fetches
The cuffs rolled back, work ready, in the detail

The fingerprint motif of light on hands
To give us notice we are unique – and His
Strong thumb accentuating Holy Bands
Steeple elongated fingers, preaching Bliss

On The Tree, He died for our earthly sins
(The cross marked in the veins of the left hand)
He wished to spare us the suffering since
Love and compassion, for which we should stand

Only in Truth can we realise beauty
The Hands setting the example of: “Thank Ye!

[Poetry form used: Sonnet]

If we do not live in Truth, a God given opportunity which we must embrace, then the beauty of all that we perceive will pass us by. ~ Su Crous 

Inspired by: ‘Hands of an Apostle’ by Albrecht Durer: http://uploads4.wikipaintings.org/images/albrecht-durer/hands-of-an-apostle.jpg
DEPICTED IN THE ABOUT SECTION

28/1/2013
Sponsor:	Heather Ober
Contest Name:	Famous Art |


Details | Lyric | |

Zoo - Just to Amuse You

One fine day, I planned a visit to zoo
Alone landed amidst the fauna left so few
Treaded merrily on greenery, singing my heart out
Whilst a lion’s scary roar made me shout

‘Ah! Another visitor’, said the lion annoyingly
‘Why should we entertain you?’ said he fumingly
‘What’s the point in wasting your energy and mine?
Making us do the funny acts, do they seem so divine?’

Hearing those words I dared
Reduced the distance, still scared
Said I, ‘Stop fuming King of Jungle, watch out for your age,
Hadn’t I come to visit you, wouldn’t you be bored in your cage?’

‘The answer dwells in your question, silly girl
You humans have no heart of pearls,
The so-called king of jungle imprisoned in cage
Heartthrob of millions I was, at my early age’

‘To meet my family, hope it doesn’t get too late
I need to eagerly meet ‘em all, my cubs, my mate
I still feel them, they are waiting for me
Oh girl! Be kind enough to set me free.’


I couldn’t have done that with all my might
Turned my way, delighted by a peacock’s sight
The multihued beauty was sheltered in a metallic cage
Awe! Gloomy this beauty looked, in distress and rage

‘What is wrong? Do you want to fly?’
It turned around and looked straight at the sky
‘Show me those vibrant feathers, the fan-like crest
Guests would adore seeing you dance at your best’

‘I dance just for my love, my love for rain,
Cool breeze no more likes crossing my lane
Why do I open my feathers without my mate’s presence?
Just to amuse you, I shall do; confined in this fence’

Dumbstruck, I decided to turn my way
Walked ahead in quest of animals happy and gay
There it was! A crazy monkey, flirting and making its choice
Mimicking others and playing around, hear its evil noise

Bouncing, bouncing and dancing, dancing
It ruled as if dungeon’s dominant king
Wow! You look so happy; what’s the reason?
‘Girl! No more fun for you, ‘coz free I’ll be from this prison’.

Two giant men came forward and opened the door
Good Lord! It’ll be free, unkind humans is just animal’s lore!
Monkey screeched, ‘Meet me soon in the nearby forest
Where I meet my pals, play, eat, have fun and rest’

 Happy to see the monkey’s joy, I walked ahead
Across the bushes, saw a van, a huge van in red
Giant men carried animals and dumped in the van
Shocked I was to see the sight and reckoned their plan

Why was my monkey friend inside, for what purpose?
It was clear as I read the van’s name, ‘The Great Royal Circus!’


Details | Free verse | |

Porn No More

I've watched the war from behind closed doors;
Eyes too glued to close.
And now knowing what's in store, there's porn no more.
God's love is the only hope we know.
We are forgiven because of the love that is Jesus.
We are saved because of the love that is Jesus.
We give our lives to the Father for we are His children and He loves us.
We are loved!
No matter what we've done, we are loved!
Confess and ask for forgiveness;
This is such a beautiful gift!
Thank You God!
Thank You Jesus!
You forgive me!
You save me!
You change me!
I am changed!
I am new!
I am renewed!
I am forgiven!
I am saved!
I am changed!
There's porn no more
For God's hope is in store!
There's porn no more
For God's love is the hope of the world!


Details | Free verse | |

THE AMAZON

Invisible figures moving in the mists of time,
Hidden female phantoms, masters of the wilderness
Wild, blending in as chameleons, they are the unseen.
Legend's cryptic tribe. 
Maidens veiled beneath mysteries coverlet’s of beauty,
Vanishing, as if a vapors mystic dream, created by ancient
Historic mythology.
But nay the Amazons, were fierce fighting warriors,
Battle hardened women, whom lived by the basic instincts.
Of survival and honor.
Unbridled by the whims of society, no chains bondage,
Could restrain their desire to be free from mans law.
Liberation's winds moistened their lips, and inflated
The lungs of these warrior women.
Nomads raised on the theology, that man are inferior creatures,
To be used as beasts of burden, or at leisure’s pleasure, 
Nothing more. 
Skilled in the art of war, renowned for courage’s
Unyielding voracity, armored maidens of legend,
And for raw endurance’s strength of will.
Blow the golden horn of victory's challenge,
As the ancient archer thus thread's her bow,
In anticipation of the battle to begin. 
Drawn swords at the ready, do you not
Hear their ancestral cry to arms, take
No prisoners alive.
Shield maidens whom answer to know man,
But only the Gods themselves,
Behold they are the Amazons.
Shoulder to shoulder, and back to back,
Shields raised glistening in the sun.
The battle lines are drawn in history,
A fierce fighting force by all accounts
Renowned, to legacy's ancient passage,
For all women to be proud of generations
Forward to come, remember their battle hymn.
Freedom sisters, can you not taste it's
Flavor of liberation, carried on destiny's
Four winds, I'll raise my cup in tributes
Honor unto them, known as the Amazons.

BY: CHERYL ANNA DUNN



 


 


 



Details | Rhyme | |

Just Like you

I have dreams too
I have hopes too
I have plans too,
I cry too,
I laugh too,
I fail too,
I succeed too,
sometimes my world is
in black n white too,
sometimes so coloured 
and beautiful,
I make mistakes too
sometimes am so right too,

I pray too
sometimes I just forget tom
I care too
sometimes just 
indifferent
I try hard sometimes too
I relax sometimes and 
just let things be,
I'm just like you,
 just that
you'll never find another 
VIRGINIA like me,
am unique,
JUST LIKE YOU.


Details | Free verse | |

Where The Next Dollar Will Come From

I'm worried where the next dollar will come from.
Will she ever arrive?
Will she ever show up?
But why am I worrying?
Stop it!
It's all in God's Great Hands!
It's all under God's control!
It's all within His plans!
It's all His
And He will provide
Because He is our Father!
He loves us!
It's all His!
Trust Him!
I know it's difficult;
He will not lead you wrong.
He knows where you need to go.
He knows what you need to endure.
It's all His plan.
It's all in His Hands!
Lay down your life;
Give the control.
He is in control!
Thank You Father!
Trust Him!
It will all be okay!
Trust Him!
Thank You God!
Thank You Jesus!
Thank You Holy Spirit!
I love You always!
I trust You always!
I trust You!
I trust You!
Yes, yes I do!
I trust You!
I love You!
Amen!


Details | Carpe Diem | |

Pricked

Your  love pricks me like a rose each thorn grows but no one knows Your so full of 
it as it shows so carry on now go on, go. I'm fed up with the phony and  i'm 
through with the tears, you couldn't pay me all your money to make up for those 
years. Someone help me I feel faint how could I think he was such a saint and 
worst of all I let me fall into a spiral down below. A magic called love carried 
by the dove of someone I use to know.


Details | Free verse | |

THE ICE BUTTERFLY

What lives in moisture's molecules, water crystals dripping 
Downwards, frozen tears of the winter angels, forming a
Crystalline ice cocoon, within life's angelic essence thrives,
A metamorphism of beauties extreme, bursting forth
Behold the ice butterfly.
Sliver's sheer wings of delicate perfection, fluttering on a
Wintery November breeze, spreading flights appendages wide,
It captures the arctic currents beneath, soaring through the
Thickets barren wilderness.
Angelic creatures whirling majestically, a swirling swarm
Of fragility, symmetrical elegance in motion, reflective
Chambers of crystal light, the colors palate array, are trapped,
Within their graceful wings of ice.
Nature's magnificent work of art, flying aloft ever so
Gently, nipping at the frosty lace floating from heaven,
A cascading blizzard of snowflakes,  blissfully descends
Upon a wintery wonderland.
Living icicles glittering in the cold sunset, set free 
Unto liberation's crisp chilly air, light as feather’s
Down, soaring flit to flights ascension, circling each
Other in wild abandonment’s carefree play, drifters
Castaways lost amongst kindred's mischief.
As tenderly lain is the mornings dew, does it's
Limbs rise and fall thus softly, resting at a stands stilled
Pause, such beauty captured in silence's repose.
The Aurora Borealis, in kaleidoscope a shimmering
Prism of brilliance, sparkling with winter's natural
Essence, purified by the temperatures frigidity. 
Shine little ice butterfly, for soon life's ice-kissed
Spell, shall be broken by the first warming breath
Of spring, enchantments flutter bug, inspiration's
Muse, melts away at the thaws ember, revealing
The evergreen beneath the powders white.






Details | Free verse | |

When Beauty surpasses


When Beauty surpasses When Beauty surpasses The realms of normal visibility and It becomes a thing Of heavenly dwelling Then one can see The splendors Of His colors and grandeur Even amid the darkness of sky In every ray of His shine. Ravindra Kanpur India 12th July 2013 The Poem is based on my Photo of 23rd June 2013 I have placed on Google https://plus.google.com/photos/106499143291103075687/albums/5899550164419354737/5899550169880219362?pid=5899550169880219362&oid=106499143291103075687


Details | I do not know? | |

What My Eyes See Now

Sadly we are a product of our upbringing...
We were taught to see in color but not of speaking...
Not long ago I met a lady from Kenya who changed my eyes...
Not a racist by any means,  I just never had a chance to
test the why's...
She is covered in beauty in and out, with a heart 
so deep and a soul that shouts...
She taught me to express myself in anyway, from
words to painting just have my say...
I don't see her as black or white, just an angel who
took my heart to flight...
The words you read today are an influence of what 
she gave me and how I've grown....
Without her in my life these words wouldn't be shown...
I can never pay back this lesson learned in race, for
I am forever grateful and just see Wendy, not in color just
true beauty and grace...


1st palce in PD Best Dedication poem.
btw this poem is in my book and in the dedications
and thank you's I thank her also..




by Michael J. Falotico


Details | Free verse | |

THE SNOW WOLVES

Against the pale October Moon, a lone howling cuts
Through the chill of the winter’s night, gleaming yellow
Green eyes flash in the forests wilderness wild.
Sleek mystic swift of feet, white powder chameleons,
Living by the creed of basic instinctual desire to survive,
In this harsh environment of the Rocky Mountains.
By the flight of the morning blue jay, spooked from his
Perches vantage point on high, the pack hunts in the
Deep valleys thickening glen.
Snow wolves on the prowl, seeking freedoms liberation
By tooth and claw, but these are beasts of the free spirit,
Out laws nomads, wondering where the restless heart so
Leads them.
Beguiling creatures of beauty, representing the raw
Force of power of the untamed soul, roughed individuals,
Stalkers of the ice and snow.
Spiritual brethren to the tribal Indians are these
Sacred guardians of the great spirits creation, darned
With mutual respect and admiration honor, let them
Roam freedom’s path forever.
Symbolic warriors under the skin and fur, does the animal
Run beside the human hidden within the shadow realm of realism.
Echoing in the distance, with a chilling presence that
Crawls up the neck bone of mankind, announcing,
Erriely, of the hunger driving them in silence.
Nature’s selectors, weaving the weak from the strong,
Legacies ancestral brave, soldiers of canines pack,
Living on the edge of extinction mighty wrath.
But looking into the eyes of the beast, one can only
See the beauty of a wild creature, whom wishes to remain
As he was born to be, simply put FREE!!

BY: CHERYL ANNA DUNN


Details | Free verse | |

THE ICE ANGEL

What happens to the angel figure, that we make
In the newly fallen snow, does it simply waste away
Forgotten beneath the October moon?
Oh no my dearest friends for it has been blessed,
By the laughter of innocence children, and graced
With joys utter bliss of happiness.
It's been given a life spark, a gift from the angelic
Spirits on high, illuminated by a polar glow above,
And low behold the birthing of an ice angel..
Under the hushed spell of midnight, amongst the
Diamond dust fields of winter, the fluttering
Of shadow wings can be heard.
Sheer to the light of ebony’s opulence, the blackened
Figure stirs within her shallow grave, to emerge as
A glistening specter of flights ascension.
Thinned glittering gems sprinkled by faiths devotion,
Are these appendages made of snow mists.
Shifting with beauty, she soars to the kingdom of the lord.
Reflected in the sunlight these ice wing chambers do shine,
Capturing the colors of the rainbow, exploding, bursting with
Each appendages flapping, climbing through the vastness of
The heights, does not the warmth of the sun, embrace these
Creatures of ice and snow, and so do they melt with sorrows
Regrets, becoming heavens tear drops of frozen lace.
Fractured shards of crystalline endities, whom almost touch
The face of grace itself, yet none returning unto the earth below,
As sleets crushed dreams of winter, thus this icy cycle of life
Continues ever more.
What happens to the angel figure, that we make
In the newly fallen snow, does it simply waste away
Forgotten beneath the October moon?
Oh no my dearest friends for it has been blessed,
By the laughter of innocence children, and graced
With joys utter bliss of happiness.

BY: CHERYL ANNA DUNN


Details | I do not know? | |

My Wishes are Simple





My Wishes are Simple


My wishes are simple,
my desires few,

to gaze upon an ocean,
and marvel at a solitary drop of dew.



My wishes are simple,
my dreams not too grand,

to feel the waves teasing my tired feet,
with no footprints left in the cool, wet sand.



My wishes are simple,
my thoughts serenely gentle, calm,

my heart resting beneath a swaying palm,

healing my being, caressed by nature's soothing balm.





Details | Rhyme | |

Princess Fairy Tinsel

Princess Tinsel.

It was a day in springtime in the valley
All the Elves and fairies gathered round
Today it was the coronation morning
Fairy Princess Tinsel would be crowned.

As blackbirds and some thrushes in the treetops
They warbled out a happy sounding song
The crickets and the frogs joined in, in chorus
You could tell that there was something going on.

Fairy Princess Tinsel, she was lovely
And on this very day she would be queen
And all the woodland people were ecstatic
For such a caring princess she had been.

So then the valley's filled with happy laughter
As fairy dust did sparkle everywhere
For Princess Tinsel soon she would be ruler
And oh, that lady was so very fair.

And as I end this story our Queen Tinsel
Has married her the prince who now be king
And peace and happiness does rule the valley
Which now they call "the land of everything".

21 August 2013 @ 1635hrs.


Details | Free verse | |

Move On

So you sinned?
Well, that's done and over with!
Keep it in the past
'Cause that's where it belongs.
But ask Jesus for forgiveness;
Don't dwell on mistakes any longer
Because He makes you new again:
Renewed.
Love is the outcome;
Forget the wrongs,
Love and move on!


Details | Ballade | |

There's a whisper deep within you

The whisper deep within you

There’s a whisper deep within you
Like a kind of shadowed feel
It’s always there, it is you!
It’s the, you, the one that’s ‘real’ 
It’s there each moment of the day
But few will notice this
Their mind talk pushes it away
So never they find bliss.

Just stop the mind a moment
Take a look at who ‘you’ be
You must dance within the music
Of the love, and mystery
That shines just like a diamond
In a mirror shiny bright
You must listen to your own self
If you want to see the light

No book can ever save you
No counselor, nor priest.
No guru, but the one within
Can ever tame the beast
But the song goes on forever
If you find that light in you
To look so deep within you
Is the only thing to do.

12 January 2014 @ 1333hrs
Peter Duggan, for Georgios contest
‘In the faraway’  spiritual.


Details | Quatrain | |

Never Erased

Eternal faith;
Love in His name.
Saved by grace;
Never erased.


Details | Ballad | |

Starlit night

Starlit Night.

Way up there in the great North West
In a place called Exmouth town
I’m lying on a sandy beach
With sea so vast and grand,
And I’m waiting for the turtles
To beach and lay their eggs,
As the evening’s soft and balmy
And the sand’s a snug warm bed.

No turtles came ashore that night,
Cause folk were everywhere.
With too much foolish people noise,
Oh, so much din was there.
No turtle would be that insane,
It was like a circus show.
So me well I just settled down,
And went me with the flow.

I lay there looking at the skies,
And as the day went dim,
I saw the stars a gleam like jewels,
As me, I dived within.
And Venus glowing like a lamp
Reflected from the ocean.
Aphrodite did shine through her,
I could feel me loves devotion.

And Orion was above my head,
Three stars there in a row.
And above them was that greyish haze,
It was like a milky glow.
And that milky- way poured into me,
As I felt such mystery.
And in that mystic space so vast
I glimpsed me ecstasy.

Two hours passed, my mind was stoned ,
By the beauty of the night.
As the star of love shone so intense,
With no moon there in sight,
And I thanked the all so tenderly,
For the bliss I gained within.
I never saw no turtles there,
But I cleansed my mind of din.

2003


Details | Free verse | |

Beyond The Distance And The Days

Our love grows stronger,
Even beyond the distance,
Even beyond the days.
I know you're with me always
And I'm always with you;
In God together we're together forever
And physically we'll be together forever soon.


Details | Free verse | |

LIGHTENING IN A BOTTLE

Run, jump and frolic with childhood abandonment,
Grab down, that dusty old mason jar, recapture
The lightening in the bottle, of yesteryear’s remembrance.
Refresh one's youthful heart, in the memories evergreen
Pastures called imagination.
In the meadows of human thought, all remain young,
Release thy inner spiritual being, race the wind,
Feel it's liberation, brushing against your face once more.
Time stands still here, within this field of dreams,
The eye of the hurricane is set aside,
 Within this lulling of the life's stormy seas,
Reality ceases to exist, in this fairytale never land.
Shed every layers aged texture, be as one reborn,
A kindred reflection of the child of innocence, lying
Within thy inner self.
Relive pleasure's laughter from long ago, when troubles
Were unknown, only glee and happiness lived in our
Realm of true joy.
Let the pain of heartache float away, as bubbles drifting
From the palm of your hands, than popping
 Unto air's nothingness.
Come recapture the lightening within the bottle,
Chasing those glowing ageless memories, and relive
A lighter time in your life, infuse one's youth again,
Entrap that fragile spark, in a glass mason jar,
A delicate tinder box, flickering within all of us,
Whom wish to stay forever young.
Shatter that thin pain between these worlds,
Keep the youthful fire burning, let it shine through,
In all it's brilliance to touch all those surrounding thee,
Enlightening every heart around you, embracing them
And enriching their lives.
Oh what harmonious music lies in  a child's laughter,
So free, so liberated, without cares restrictions,
Look into the beautiful eyes of the kindred, and remember.
A time when one chased the fireflies, in a timeless meadow 
Of thought, run, jump and frolic with childhood abandonment,
Once more, and feel alive reborn.

BY: CHERYL ANNA DUNN





Details | Couplet | |

Morning glory

For the hills they undulate and roll,
Set beneath a crimson sky.
Image liken, to castle ramparts past,
Now slowly worn away with time.
For only seconds before the dawn,
And the mighty sun to rise.
Once more its rays to warm the earth,
And ascend into the sky.
For little bird how sweet you sing,
As you usher now the new morn in.
From branch to branch flit to and fro,
Along the leafy wild hedgerow.
For amongst the green, a dusting fare,
Of pastel shades of color there.
For gentle are the flowers that spring,
Who’s petals blossom like fairy wings.
©  N  Windle.


Details | Light Poetry | |

Beautiful Consists Of More Than One Colour

This Poem is about racism
Have you wondered: That Homogeneousity is relative and does not exist? Why air is a mixture of gases and not just one matter? how the radiation from Sun consists of several raws? How Metal and Wood can make up a door? Why each Animal Genus has a species and more? Why diversity is the bedrock of Nature? And no National Flag consists of only one colour? Why then: Green and Black Grapes cannot be at par? Coffee and Whiskey cannot be served in the same Bar? A Sunflower and the Rose cannot grow in the same Jar? And then we make these pairing possibilities seem so afar? And Yet! Some make one less and the other better. Even with the advantage given to the latter, it still turns out to be the hater. Leaving the former feeling very bitter and in both minds hatred litter and forgetting that the difference is not as thick as a centimeter.


Details | Verse | |

* * * * * SPACE * * * * * *

Space the final frontier,
Floating up high but no one is near.
You and you alone embrace the unknown
Looking for the way, the way to be shown.

How can this be, the glorious sight,
Blues, greens, reds in all their might.
You reach out, you stretch afar
You gaze upon a cosmic star.

Amazed that you are seeing the past,
Millions of years gone in a flash, gone so fast.
God’s workshop for you to see?
Projects in the making, which is a possibility.

You have entered a galaxy unknown,
You glide swiftly and gently to a planet shown.
Your heart beats with a mixed emotion,
As you speed towards a great blue ocean.

Landing gently like the touch of a kiss,
Overwhelmed instantly with a feeling of bliss.
Sandy beach where you stand is tinted with pink,
Such beauty everywhere, you rub your eyes and blink.

A dream like state watching the two Suns set
Casting amazing shadows and a glorious silhouette.
Your soul set free by the power of now,
To feel beauty is the secret, that is how.
Welling up as you have experienced the truth,
Finding today that you have eternal youth.


Details | Free verse | |

My Notebook

Stimulating ideas pop into your head
You need a pen…you need a piece of lined paper 
It looks like you’re outtah luck…no wonder you’re drowning in dread
You need a shoulder to lie your head down for a moment’s rest… 
You need a helper…to aid you while you struggle emotionally…
I’m not trying to irritate you purposely

Try with all your might…try your best
To stay optimistic and fervent 
I believe that you’ll pass the test
Be upbeat, kindhearted and jubilant  

I appreciate the words you wrote on my notebook…
Sometimes, I feel like leftovers left on the counter…
I’m a rotten mess – you’re leaving me as if I’m an uninteresting book 
Sometimes, I feel like a coward – I don’t mean to bother…

But, you’re like no other . . .

You’re like a mat – you’re constantly stepped on…
I’m like YOUR unwanted tool – 
I stepped on you and
Pushed your buttons
I accused you of being the fool 
When, in fact, I’m the fool by your side…
You’re drifting…pushing me aside…

I’m writing words of truth though – 
Expressing how much I’m fond of you 

I esteem your presence
Glowing with glee 
At times, you do say things without thinking 
I’m the god of distress – 
You’re leaving me breathless 
Cutting me down like I’m some decaying tree
You don’t see how much you make me…
Guilty for your crimes
Taking the blame about the hundredth time 

At times, I feel that I’m awkward when I’m around you

You’re like a backpack – you carry everyone’s weight…
You’re like a sponge – soaking in our stress
I’m a distraction to you – you’re wasting valuable time…but don’t hesitate 
I’m writing words of self-centered feelings – logic doesn’t exist…
But these feelings aren’t as bad as committing a crime
These feelings come and go – I just had to confess 
I didn’t mean to screw up your progress…

Hey, if you need a few sheets of paper to right on, 
Use me like a notebook instead…and write with all your might
It seems as if you read me…like a book that drags on and on 
Use me as your tool of relaxation… and read me all night  

When you wrote those words on my notebook…
It made my day…you’re such a delight 
Like reading a fascinating, classic book


Details | I do not know? | |

You, Me, Us, Everyone

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


Details | Rhyme | |

Beyond the Frontier

Where am I? Why is it dark?
This isn’t what I had in mind when I left the park…
Why isn’t the wind whispering…the songbirds singing?
All I remember is a telephone ringing…
A scream and a crash and a pain in my side…
Is this what happens after one’s died?
I don’t feel like myself, I feel wild and free,
Yet I’m cold and alone, 'stead of filled with glee.

My whole life I’ve studied, and pondered, and prayed,
Trying to fathom what would happen this day
But now that it’s here, I’m beginning to fear
Maybe the afterlife’s not what it appears…
It’s certainly not what I’ve been told by my preacher
Or my parents or brother or best friend or teacher…
Is it a bad thing, or is it good?
Maybe it’s just not quite understood...

While I was on Earth, I just couldn’t wait
To meet good St. Peter at the heavenly gate
And ask him a question or query or two
“What was my purpose?” “What good did I do?”
“What’s it all for?” “How does it all flow?”
“Can I have one more body, one more try, one more go?”
But where is the angel? Where is the gate? And
If this is Hell, then where is Ol’ Satan?
Am I a lost soul? Am I forgotten?
Am I to be left here until I am rotten?

Lo and behold! what, now, can this be?
Is this a wonderful spiritual epiphany?
Is this the magical feeling all souls receive
When they leave Earth? Oh! was I that naïve?
How could I have not seen the realism?
Why was I consumed in man-made idealism?
This is more wondrous than all I was taught
Oh, all the times I argued and fought
With others, ‘bout how their views were asinine
Now I see, theirs were just as wrong as mine!
Little I thought was actually correct!
How, why, did I let others petty beliefs infect
My untouched, my pure, my virgin mind?
I regret all the hours I self-tortured to find
That compared to what I see now, I was empty and blind…

Wait - - What is this that I see?
What is this gateway that is revealed unto me?

Now a door is opened to my immortal soul
I am expected now to enter my life’s final goal…
I am scared, intimidated, but still I am glad…
For the truth I have just seen is anything but bad.
This is the end of my journey, I’ve nothing to fear,
For now I am going Beyond the Frontier.


Details | Light Poetry | |

Crap Happens

Crap happens.
Get the hell over it.
Suck it up.
Take it like a sane human being.
There are over seven billion
people in this old world of ours,
they are not all going to like you.
You are made in God’s image
and that is a plus that no one
can take away from you.
Spit in the devil’s eye,
he has no hold over a child of God.
Dance a fancy victory dance,
you are the beloved of God.
You are cool.
You are no one’s fool.
You look beautiful through the eyes of God.
You even look pretty dang good to me.


Details | Free verse | |

Naked Embrace

Naked, embrace
Entwined, as one
Two hearts, beating in time
One rhythm


Details | Ballade | |

Learn from nature

Learn from nature

If you want to know the answers
Look at nature, not at books
Words can never tell it truly
Turn around and take a look 
Nature always goes in circles
Watch the moon, and stars at night
Watch the coming of the seasons
Watch the sun that shines so bright.

I say, your life is just a story
Do not let it make you terse
As your mind goes to that moment
When your shell enters that hearse
Know you well that it’s not over
Soon another story comes
Live, and love, and dance forever
Do not sit around so glum

Get to know what lies around you
See the seasons come and go
Nature gives you all the answers
It’s written there for all to know
Watch those circles, all those circles
Know without the books you read
That it all goes on forever
Awareness, this be all you need.

20 February 1014 @ 1354hrs.


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 | |

LIGHT A CANDLE FOR LINDA

Cascading water falls flow, in the infinite
Stream of life's circle of harmony.
Cast thus forget-me-knots asunder, upon
The rushing currents of time, for we shall
Meet again dear friend, and drink deeply,
From the wells of remembrance.
Keepsake's dearest treasure are these reflections,
In the stilled ponds beneath, I see thee their,
And remember lines of courage, written with a
Gentle hearts wisdom. 
It is harsh some may say, that the divine spirit,
Took thee away, so quick and without warning.
But a higher powers choose is not to be questioned,
All seasons have there time, and reason for being.
We'll miss thy kindness, and your sweetness, 
Tender lady of clarity's perfection.
But I believe in guardian angels, whom watch
Over those dearest spirits left behind ,
From heavens gates thee can see us below,
And gently stirs us away from harsh troubles
Shoals.
I'll light a candle in my window tonight, in 
Honor tribute for Linda's contribution, has touched
Many lives.

BY: CHERYL ANNA DUNN


Details | Free verse | |

The Green River

She slips from the sleeping ice.
Green, fresh, free to flow
through the great fjord.
Past the blue mountains.

She glides smoothly
over the rocks with glee,
covering them with her cool touch.
Tall evergreens cheer her on.
Waving as she courses down her chosen path,
carrying life. 

All the while never tiring!
Surging forward to join the others like her.
This vast journey ,
will not end till she reaches
The Great Shores.

Her journey is joyful.
Touching all on her banks,
leaving the gift of life in her wake.


Details | Free verse | |

THE WINDS OF AUTUMN

The mystical maid of the seasonal change, in summer darns a
Gown of evergreen, with rose petal blossoms of bows, and leaves
Ribbons woven intertwine through thorns and beauty.
In the rush the colder winds blow at natures rare textured garments
Of elegance personified, limb by branch, fall do the delicate flowers,
Tenderly bidding the great lady a loving farewell remorse, until next
Years calling madam, they do softly whisper till then my dearest love.
Now in the white dress of the elm, a white maiden of porcelain skin thus
Stands alone, brushed by the on coming chilling breeze of autumn, decorations
Multicolored rainbow leaves create a sheaves protection of golden copper, mixed
With reds crimson detailing of perfection’s design.
The waltz of the timeless begins to play the harmonic music, so the tree
Of life it so does sway, in glories joyous dance.
Ever lightly stepping on the stage of destiny, this lady grace moves with
Her charming silhouette whom keeps in rhymes precision to the tune.
Attempting to beguile this mistress of the season, winter wishes her to yield,
So she may ware his whitest gown earlier this year.
 But nay the lady will not be tempted by the icy gown of winter’s seductions,
For it is she whom decides the changing of the seasons.
It glitters in the air, shimmering with like rarest gems of the sky, enticing
The maid enchanting the women beneath the browning leaves the are blown
Away one by one unto the quickening air swirling around her.
So a tarried figure will appear, ravaged threadbare, a Grecian statues goddess,
Standing stark naked held captive beneath the winter’s lustful spell.
Surrendering the beauty yields to the beast, dressed in sorrows brilliant shifts
Of ivory, that sparkles and shines beneath the moonlights illumination.
Heavy is the burden she must bare, this now ice maiden, waiting until the life 
Cycle to begin again, then a lighter a gown she’ll darn once more.
In the night the sweet music takes a harsher tune, yet she dances onwards,
Her tears turning to snow fakes white lace, thus before they have even a chance
To hit the ground, a damsel of ice and snow waiting to be rescued by the first
Kiss of spring.
In faith she puts all her trust, to end this season of death, she prays to the almighty,
Oh lord it’s lasting to long, my inner heart bleeds so with agonies longing, the heavenly
Father thus sends her a small sign, a minimal of insignificant size, the ground hog, I’m here,
For thee he says standing before her majesty, don’t give up hopes loving embrace.
Then in a lightening flash of colors array, winters chill is whisked away, melted now
Is the heavy garments tethering, and she smiles in the warmth of springs gown of 
Fragrant flowers, and she the maiden of the seasons, praises the power of God on high,
Thank you my father, never again shall I forget your loving grace.

BY: CHERYL ANNA DUNN



Details | Rhyme | |

CARLY CATERPILLAR

Carly was a caterpillar
She loved to crawl and eat
Ostracized by the other creatures
Teased for all her many feet
So most days were spent alone
But she refused to get down
Carly had an incredible dream
To her tree she wouldn't be bound
Perhaps it was a mistake
That to one other she'd confide
They slipped and shared her dream
Now from ridicule she couldn't hide
So she climbed high into the tree
And wrapped herself real tight
Into a protective cocoon 
In here she wouldn't have to fight
The days were dark and cold
But Carly kept dreaming what could be
To fly above the fray
Oh, her passion to be free
One day she said enough
And folded her blanket down
The sun was shinning bright
And Carly began to look around
That's when she realized
She was a different dame
This caterpillar now had wings
Nothing would ever be the same
Now all the creatures admired her
They called her butterfly
But she saw they picked on others
It made Carly want to cry
So she flew from branch to branch
Letting every caterpillar know
How they could also cocoon 
And wings they too would grow
The moral is.. inside every creature
There's magic to be had
If you're getting picked on
Start dreaming don't get mad
Soon your day will come
And your beauty from within
Will make your heart to glow
And will make your mouth to grin

Contest: Carol's "Fable To The Rescue"
Date: 11-8-14
Poet: LyricMan


Details | Personification | |

Why Should I

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

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


®Registered: 1997  Ann Rich


Details | Ballade | |

Spreading joy

Spreading joy

I’d like to scream it out
Wake up, and come alive
Smell the air and fall in love
And let your soul survive
You’ve buried it beneath the dust
Of who you think you are
Because you think you be an image
When really you’re ‘the star’.

When you find the truth in you
You’ll know just who you be
And everything will lift you up
And all the mystery 
Will flood into your very being
And life will be so sweet
You might not get enlightened
But you’ll feel more complete

Oh, I could scream and cry
I want to spread the truth
That you only have to look within
Then you’ll have all the proof
So then it will be gone
The fear, and emptiness
And life will be a song of joy
Each day a sweet caress.

15 August 2013 @ 1715hrs.








Details | Free verse | |

more than fascination

When I first met you 
you were so cute that
my brain just couldn't compute 
so I went mute
 As I stared in awe 
Wanting to know you
Noticing that 
the reason my heart ached was 
 because of you
A girl much more than a pretty face 
I never wanted to make love out of lust
but then I realized 
that it was in you I trust
So I must change 
to show you
this isn't simply fascination 


Details | Haiku | |

PEACE - HAIKU

Peace; humble, serene Can be found within the soul Be still, listen, be


Details | Pantoum | |

The dawn, it paints the sky

Pantoum

The dawn it paints the sky

The birds sing in the morning hour
The dawn, it paints the sky so red
Mornings seems to have such power
I’d hate to watch it from my bed

The Dawn it paints the sky so red
Lord, how I love these wondrous dawns
I’d hate to watch it from my bed
I need to see the new day born

Lord, how I love these wondrous dawns
I love their sense of mystery
I need to see the new day born
The bird song gets right into me.

I love their sense of mystery
These mornings as the day comes in
The bird song gets right into me
I love the parrots with their din

These mornings as the day comes in
My heart it sings with so much joy
I love the parrots with their din
This feeling nothing could destroy

My heart it sings with so much joy
Because each morning I’m alive
This feeling nothing could destroy
On mornings beauty I do thrive.

19 November 2014


Details | Free verse | |

The Name of Jesus

Whisper me the sweet sound of freedom,
The sweet sound found in Your Name,
Holy and Heavenly freedom,
All in the Name of Jesus!


Details | Couplet | |

NATURE'S GRAND STAGE

Sea of sand, on this sun bleached land, painted desert's fight for life
Mountain peaks, ten thousand creeks, the balance of bliss and strife

Red dust swirls, yet splendor unfurls, covered by magnificent cloud canopy
Cactus is king, in the struggle for living things, narrow, twisted trunk, tree

Oasis and wasteland, more beast here than man, music is in the wind
The miracle of a desert in bloom, infinite expanse of room, lovely friend

Beauty to amaze, eerily echoing passageways, the eagle is flying high
Rain is seldom seen, a phantom often mean, the edge of earth and sky

Fire and ice temperature shifts, sheer edge of mountain cliffs, to survive
Secrets written in the rocks, rebel breeze that often talks, a canyon alive

A wretched place of solitude, creatures with attitude, hard rocky ground
Dusty trials lead nowhere, purple shadows everywhere, treasure's found

Lightning's rage, takes a center stage, see the tyranny of a relentless pour
Canyon bath in nature's suds, single rose in the mud, life springs once more!

*A kaleidoscope of views and impressions from the Grand Canyon


For Linda's "Nature" Contest 
Date: 5:21-14


Details | Light Poetry | |

LOVE FOREVER FADES AWAY Leave you my tears

 LOVE FOREVER FADES AWAY!!!!   wrote by Mrs.Madhavi.Suyog.Pagare

Waving like the sea,
Your decision was bias.
You ought to give me wedding ring,
But set my dreams on fire.

Can you answer me for the single reason, what made you do this?
Was it the beauty? Was it the caste, or the complexion?

You said I am your love at first sight.
You were the one who took the initiative and intended to keep it up.
You were the one who delightedly filled my heart with zeal of love.
You were the one who elegantly filled the warmth of love in my soul.

Confronted with an unsolvable dilemma’s where there is no right answer, we always know the answer to everything.
But what you did? You just made false promises.
Still you define it as the love, true love?
Or the love that vanished with no reason.
Answer me, answer me, my thee??

Near the bandra reclamation,
Sitting at the amusement park,
You were the one who excitedly expressed your thirsty feelings.
You were the one who stared at me without closing your eyes for a single second.
But you were the one who set my dreams on fire.

You said you will ask your parent’s for lifetime commitment?
But I will ask you one thing, if you feel your parents will understand and decide your love,  then why you fell in love?
If you know that story wont line up with an happy ending, then what made you do this?
It’s just the pain you mounted on my heart. You just broke my heart.

When you blamed, that it’s the caste, it hurted me like hell.
Answer me my love, what made you do this?
I was happy being single.
Then, why you disturbed my life with no reason?
Then, why I got so much acquainted with you for all season?

It’s was so easy, that you picked up different slices of life but why Castism you did my almighty?
In the bruising darkness just left with ashes of memories, lying my face down in ignorance.
You broke my trust for all the life time in my way.
But still you left the happy prints, as a hope of ray.
It’s because of you, Love forever fades away.
But still left with the mementoes of yours, reminded me every day!!










Details | Quatrain | |

Fallen Victim

I have fallen victim so many times
To nobody's fault except only mine.
I will ask for forgiveness and have faith,
Even though I feel like I am not saved.


Details | Alliteration | |

Armageddon

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


Details | Quatrain | |

Cherish

We will cherish these moments
Because they are few,
But please always remember
I will always love you.


Details | I do not know? | |

Wisdom Reigns

WISDOM REIGNS If there is righteousness in the heart, there will be beauty in the character. If there is beauty in the character, there will be harmony in the home. If there is harmony in the home, there will be order in the nation. If there is order in the nation, there will be peace in the world. Righteousness in heart, brings peace and joy. Written for and in honor of John Moses contest Sayings of Wisdom 8/4/11 The kingdom of God is, righteousness, peace, and joy in The Holy Ghost. Romans 14:17


Details | Romanticism | |

Your Eyes

As we were admiring the color of love last night,
Appeasing our thirst like two cats in a fight,
Your eyes were as shiny as the sparkled stars.
They were as admirable as the lights of the bars.

As I was starring at them with no ambiguity
Fears, lies and evasions surround their clarity.
But the reflection of love in them retains me
From trying to quit being sentimentally a softie.

Like the seven wonders of the world,
They fascinate me with their eyelashes so well curled.
Just Like the famous Eiffel Tower in Paris,
I can observe their allure all the way from Ferris.

They rhyme the harmonic melody of my heartbeat
Because their beauty is so stainless and so neat.
Your seductive eyes is my favorite site of tourism.
They shape my emotion and imagination by Romanticism.

Because of January 17th God makes me see,
Their color should reflect the beauty of the sea
Because another page of my life is just turn over
I can only hope they remain part of me forever.


Details | Rhyme | |

The halo effect

If there is one thing I remember
It is what life told
Just open your eyes
All that glisters may not be gold
So who is to blame and whose fault I hold
The halo effect, the one in disguise
Manifesting deception in front of thy eyes
Treat one different because of their look
Why read? Judge the cover of the book?
But you do read others because they don’t have the look
If you understand, how long has it took?
The halo effect, we magnify a trait
Condone the flaws, we magnify a trait
Attractiveness, is this what you mean?
All this talk, my perception a feign?
What I see, aint what it seem?
Huh, thanks for this, as well as that.
The halo effect, my mind was hacked. 


Details | Blank verse | |

Wild Portland Marion berries

The wild berries of the Northwest 
it seems every path you walk on , they are there for you to sample ,

Almost as The city of Portland  itself is welcoming you with astonishing beauty, the view of a snow tipped Volcano , as if greeting you  with a basket full of fresh wild Marion berries 

The beauty, just picked plump , the color of dark purple 
a fragrance to savor , what will I do ?
will I make a pie or preserves ?
Oh the pancakes and waffles , the Tillamook ice cream is a must ~ 

After rinsing the fresh picked Berries with water and dusting them with fine Sugar , a hint of cinnamon  , if pie , waffle , or cake . maybe just plain ,
serve with whipped cream made from scratch and a leaf of mint .

The Salmon , the berries , roses and apples all in the Great Northwest ,
You may visit however be warned , for many have come this way
Many have travelled a far , 

For the great Spirit of This Northwest will encompass and astound you .
Begging your soul to stay and  live the way of a Portlander .

Give me rain I say , for the green here will blind you, it is
 like walking off the black and white set of Wizard of Oz,
and opening the amazing door to Colors .


Details | Rhyme | |

Summer's Rose




waiting throughout winter for
your beauty to appear

seemingly forever since your
presence mingled here

amongst the frozen tundra
having melted all the snow

summers warmth attracts you
and your beauty starts to grow

at last a new beginning
from this frozen earth a pose

introducing summers rebirth
at last the precious rose...


Details | Free verse | |

Have You Ever Read

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


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

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

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

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

You'll see...

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



Details | Light Poetry | |

Help Wanted

Singular square
Seeking others
Sew to become
Snuggable quilt*


Details | Quatrain | |

Beautiful, Glorious Day

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


Details | Rhyme royal | |

Doors Will Open

Doors will open, doors will close
Poetry could rhyme or end up like prose

Doors will open, doors will close
Life is hard, life is easy – everyone knows

Doors will open, doors will close
Poetry is dark…poetry is light – every word flows

Doors will open, doors will close
Death is kind…death is cruel – life has its highs and lows 

Doors will close, doors will open
Life is tiresome…life gives you adrenalin 

Doors will close, doors will open  
Poetry could be lovely…or gloomy; invite positivity in 

Doors will close, doors will open
Death is troubling…death is peaceful…a new life shall begin 

Doors will close, doors will open
Poetry is depressing…poetry is uplifting…
Writing’s a success from deep within
That everyone wants to win!! 

Doors will open
Everyone – come on in! 


Details | Narrative | |

The Empty Rib Slot

Dedicated to all of the guys who helped me to make the checklist - thanks!

The Empty Rib Slot I think I might have A perfect checklist Highlights from men Gathered now missed Yes special highlights Each man carried some Now added to my checklist For a guy having it all in one This could be the key to find The man I’m dreaming of Not with bits and pieces One filled full of love A man made for me No it would be not I should fit perfectly Into an empty rib slot Let me share this list With every one of you Then decide for yourself If it could possibly be true My first check comes from This guy with dreamy eyes He deeply touched my soul Way more than ever realized He even had a special smile That made you want to grin No matter if life was down He encouraged me to win There was the big hugger With squeezes oh so tight He lifted me off the floor Like if I was taking flight He never did grow tired Of giving me those hugs I never had to ask for them He always did it out of love Then there was the dancer He stayed light on his feet He loved dancing with me Carrying rhythm and a beat Now of course on this list There certainly has to be That best friend I count on Who can also count on me I am even going to count The good points of quality Generated from my brothers And even from my daddy From them they all carry A very good temperament Always being so easy going Not looking for an argument When I am nestled in that slot With a perfect feel of passion All of his glory will then shine As it eludes from my reflection The most important one of all He who shares a spiritual side Being spiritually open with me Not allowing his beliefs to hide I know how this all may sound Like a crazy thing that I’ve got I want the man I fit snuggly with When I match his empty rib slot Florence McMillian (Flo)


Details | Rhyme | |

The Puzzle

I don't have all the pieces together;
This puzzle is just too much,
But God already has it figured out
As He is solving this from above.


Details | Dramatic monologue | |

I Have No Color

I have no color
My wrists bleed black and white
I am not ashamed

I am true to myself 
Because I know that naturally,
I am beautiful
People can judge, and announce my difference 
But I will embrace it
‘Cause I know who I am
And I love the skin I’m in

I should not be defined by my pigmentation,
But by the creativeness of my imagination
And the person I am inside despite their augmentation 
To make me believe that I am less than a person

The names they throw at me 
Pierce my outer covering
But they don’t change who I am
Because words are merely words
They don’t define me


I am the beautiful product
Of a black man and a white woman
A little grey girl with curly hair and dark skin

When you look at me
Do you see what they see?
Or do you see through my skin?

I am different
I am mixed
I am beautiful 
I am me


Details | Free verse | |

My Grass Daffodils

                           Dedicated to my neighboring Agri. University Lawn, Kanpur India.


My Grass Daffodils

The Sun was trying to hide away, 
The Stars were yet to shine on way, 
The trees were silent, 
But the breeze was a little violent. 

In the fading golden light of Sun,
I was lost in simply watching, 
The spreading beauty of Yours in abundance,

The ravishing beauty, was trying to stop me to leave,
To hear and to feel,  the music of winds and Daffodils, 
Coming from the swinging and singing grasses,
From which every year comes out, my yellow daffodils.

Every year I wait for them to come out,
Every year they wait for the raindrops to shower,
To show their short but enchanting appearance 
On the neighboring grassland. 

In those memorable moments, 
Which sometimes I have spent, 
In the alluring company of my sweet Daffodils, 
I have tried to take away with me, 
The swinging and singing splashes of my grass Daffodils.

They come out every year, 
In several hundred thousands of numbers, 
When ever the rains start showering its love, 
Only on the grass lawn of Agri. University.  
I often try to understand, how even a thing like grass, 
Can be so beautiful and so fascinating, 
That, any one can get lost, 
In the eternal joyous singing and 
Swinging of these Grass Daffodils.

In mild rains they bloom, without rains they died away,
Like humans, who gets faded and dull without love
And one day fades away or become jealous or cruel,
Without the tender care and love. 

Every year you fascinate me, every year I get lost in you,
O my childhood friend from where you have come,  
And to where you would go like a mystery of life, I do not know.

Once the rains are over, 
You vanish like the diminishing light,
Like me you also seem to love,
The rains and its mild showers, as a blessing on us.

I know like humans,
You also do not like too much of rains,
And too much of showers,
Which can spoil the beauty of your petals,
And the beauty of you, my amazing Daffodils. 

But like the Grecian Urn, you will continue
To bloom and smile, 
On the grass lawn of Agri. University during rains,
And after that on the pages of my mind, heart and soul,
You would shine like the Sunshine,
Till I am living and dreaming on this earth.

Ravindra 

Kanpur India  26th July 2010                                                               








Details | Haiku | |

Efflorescence

Blossoming 
Effulgent sun proffers love 
Clambering… 

Ascending
Above the undergrowth…of
Thorns and weeds

Furtively
The moon unravels wonders
Glimmering  


Details | Light Poetry | |

Close your eyes and dream with me

Close your eyes and dream with me

the way things are suppose to be

the Love inside will set us free.


Close your eyes and dream with me

the way things are suppose to be

the burdens we carry lets share today

Lets do things in our Lords way.


Close your eyes and dream with me

lets walk in the way He made us to be.



Close your eyes and hear His voice

things are crazy in this world of pain

close your eyes and let Him lead

also help me see His truth in me.



My life bounces back and forth

close your eyes and dream with me

on how things are suppose to be.



Help us Lord to live free

in your way,please reveal

Your heart to me.



Close your eyes and dream with me

Take my hand and walk with me

to the ends of the earth

show our true worth

His love in us,

this is the way its suppose to be.



Close your eyes and dream with me.



Written by:©Betty Bolden


Details | I do not know? | |

Many Questions, One Answer

The bills, the pain, the drama, the rain
The storm grows larger and floods your brain 
With thoughts that begin to drive you insane
 Like, if I trust God will it all go away?
What am I missing? Empathy? Faith?
What will happen if I stay on this pace?
Am I one of those people that God can replace?
If I don’t change now is it hell I face?
Could we all be afraid of meeting our fate?
All these years trying to find someone to relate..
Is it true you can fall victim of a time and a place?
If I pray hard enough can I erase [pause]
The anger, the envy, resentment and hate ?
or at 25 years old could I be too late?
To try and change my life to get a new slate
And chills cover my arms and my heart begins to race
All of a sudden I can’t hear any rain
Laughter replaces the fear that remained 
and God lets us know it will all be ok
Forgive those around you and thank God for each day
Think with your heart and in Gods you will stay.


Details | Sonnet | |

The Rose

Once upon a time there was a single blooming Rose.
The world rejoiced at all the beauty given her to show.
But as with every rose her time was shortly bestowed.
After, the world felt hollow, so intense did its sorrow flow.

They sought a reminder of the beacon they once did truly hold.
They found a small flower of white that in its purist form did unfold.
The thorns reminded all, that the original could never be theirs again.
But still it did impart hope, for another one, like their virtuous friend.

Eventually the flower was cultured and created into what we hold to now.
For even the present is needy of something so precious to hold some how.
And though no one remembers how the flowers’ name was earlier sown…
It still holds us tightly to the purity, hope, and beauty its known to bestow.

There are many legends that have traveled down to us thru the years.
But there are none so beautiful as the one that became the Rose so dear.


Details | Haiku | |

Planting a Tree

What can a man do

To plant a seed in the ground

So strong a tree grows


Details | Free verse | |

A WINTER WONDER LAND

A land of ice and snow, a picture perfect postcard,
It is here I walk alone, lost in thought, of glories utter
Amazement surrounding me.
Draped across the pine branches of evergreen, frozen white
Lace glistens, in the December sun.
Raw wilderness lain exposed, on a canvas of bare natural beauty.
Freedom's unexplored world, lies outstretched before me,
In this my wintery wonderland.
Crisp is the wind, blowing against my skin, it sends
An icy chill downwards, but I notice not.
I'm a dreamer set adrift, engulfed by a poets
Yearning, to put words of inspiration, onto an empty page.
Heavy steps, crunch the layers texture beneath, nay
I'll remain still, soaking in this forest portrait.
Before these eyes, I'm unable to grasp everything,
There is to be seen, but ti’s a spiritual moment,
Of reflection, in clarity's vision.
The mountains breath, is a thin chilling mist,
A fine thin halo, placed upon rocky peaks majesty, by the
God's themselves, a majestic crowning of divine design.
Covenanting these exteriors hardened edge,
It gives a taste of harsh flavor, to this natural
Paradise left undiscovered.
The blue hews of the sky, are Chris-crossed by
The northern lights, aurora’s multicolored rainbows,
Dancing in the Alaskan horizon.
An echoing peace lives here, a quite tranquility,
Humanity has forgotten for progress.
It is a magical essence of solitude, that
Speaks to ones inner being, a purity in the
Meaning of existence.
Within my little cabin, I'll rest, beside the fire side,
Warming these aching bones.
 But the mind remains alive and alert, sparked by
A higher powers kindling, a flame, ignited with imagination,
In this my wintery wonderland.

BY: CHERYL ANNA DUNN


 


















 




















Details | Free verse | |

THE DRAGONFLY

Oh where does the dragonfly go, between the reeds,
And murky shore.
Gently dipping his wings edges, in the waters cooling
 Ripples, dancing across the tingling ponds waves,
To moisten it's beautiful translucent appendages,
So sheer and delicate of design.
Danger's bullfrog, on the Lilly pads so sits still,
Waiting ever so patiently, for the dragonfly to slip.
Yet awareness’s great aerial acrobat, knows better
 Not to mess around with this amphibian's slick
Devilish tongue.
So flights fancy leads him beyond, the flabby 
Froggies reach.
Testing limitations boundaries, this lighter
Than air insect, soars at mercy's whim,
 Gliding the currents wind, and tasting freedom's
Glory of wonderment.
Inspiration's tiniest of miracles, melts the poetic
Heart within, humbling one to pause, at nature's
Beauty beyond words expression.
Gleaming beneath the summers sun, the light
Shines and shimmers, as if made of glass,
A reflective surface of diamonds, cast asunder
With hews deepest blues, as it's aquatic canvas
Background below.
In this spiritual garden of the wetlands, cannot
Thee taste the essence of true purity, amongst
Clarity’s crystal clear air.
Oh do I not envy such a creature, as this the
Dragonfly, to drift a aloft from reed, to the
Abandoned Lillie pad, and see such magnificent
Natural beauty within nature itself.

BY: CHERYL ANNA DUNN

 

 
 

 
 

 
 

 


Details | Free verse | |

Freedom in Love

Keeping my head up, treading water
Cut throat surviving, struggling
Going under, death visits
Will to live, tested!
Selfishness Vs Selflessness
A Greater Love, encompasses me
God demonstrating mercy, for his children
Learning about forgiveness, cultivating, inner faith
Melody of Love, one can experience
In the darkest, waking hours, of everyday living
Self survival, learning how to live
Peace of Mind, Peace of Heart
Peaceful Spirit, Freedom in Love


Details | Free verse | |

The Beauty of Nature

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

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

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

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

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

Nature is precious, it is profoundly beautiful.


Details | Ballad | |

Hera and Hephaistos

.Hera and Hephaistos.

Zeus and hera, King and Queen
Over all the Gods that ruled
In a fit of passion, one fine day
Made child, yet life was cruel
Hephaistos was an ugly child
All twisted out of shape
He walked just like a drunken man
Fun of him they‘d make.

The Goddess Hera felt a shame
In having such a child
She looked at all his ugliness
Her mind going all wild
She threw him from the mountain top
Into the deep blue sea
Yet Thetis took him down with her
For nine years there was he.

A gifted one he did become
A craftsman of renown
Forging artefacts of beauty
For the sea nymphs there to own
His anger at his Mother Hera
Was understandable
So he did work out his revenge
His plan was very cool.

He made a golden throne of beauty
And sent it to the Goddess
Who loved it, so did sit upon it
Yet though she tried her best
She could not get up from that throne
As it gripped her tightly there
She looked for someone to release her
Couldn’t find one anywhere.

They sought Hephaistros everywhere
To free his Goddess mother
And when they caught him he refused
He looked at one, the other
And told them I want Aphrodite
To be my blessed bride
Then peace made with his Goddess mother
One day he took her side.

This day when Zeus was beating her
His mother Goddess Hera
Hephaistros at his own peril
He did stick up for her
Zeus, he seized him by the foot 
And flung him from the heavens
Yet soon the two made peace again
And then peace it did reign.

The moral of this story folk
Is to tell you with respect
That your children are not there
Your glory to reflect
A child must seek his own glory
Not try to live for you
So listen to this story folk
And hear it’s wisdom true.


Details | Quatrain | |

Not The Same Without You

It's not the same without you;
The days are rainy and the nights are blue.
My heart is crying and God is too,
But we are smiling, waiting here for you.


Details | Free verse | |

The Light

They praise me like a saint,
But I am a sinner;
They don't know the man they see.
I am an addict.
Broken eyes to pornography,
Only Jesus can set me free.
Only by His death on the cross
And the grace of His Father's love
Am I able to be set free.
With God as The Light,
The One and Only Light,
The Only Hope in sight,
Will I be set free.
I am free.


Details | Ballade | |

On the beauty of the river

On the beauty of the river

Oh, the beauty of that river!
It’s like I’ve never seen
Just looking from my chalet door
Oh, what a lovely scene
On this cool morn the silent river
Reflects the many hues
As the sun shines down on the Tingle threes
Creating wondrous views

No artist could have painted better
That river shines so bright
As sparling gems of wondrous power
Do give my eyes delight
And greens and blues, and misty hues
Shone out in mystic power
A magic glow within my heart
Does turn into a flower.

As little wrens of gentle blue
Do twitter in the grass
Two ducks sit down here by my feet
And as the moments pass
I thrill them with a simple tune
As that river flows on by
To touch my heart with a gentle tug
As soul, with joy does cry

26 JULY 2013 @ 1426hrs


This poem is for the Beauty contest.


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 | Free verse | |

THE OPEN ROAD

Down dusty roads by ways,
Hidden trails spreading wide.
I've been seeking freedoms,
Blazing liberty on the back,
Of my Harley Davidson two,
Wheeling masterpiece.
 Along our nations country side.
I'm casting aside social shackles,
To breathe fresh airs exhaust 
Fumes,
Loving every moment of it.
Feeling destiny's winds brushing,
Raw bare skin exposed.
To the elements.
Images disappearing from,
 Realities rear view mirror,
Igniting a flame within,
 America's rambling son,
A drifter gone wild,
Behold a restless spirit,
Eagerly roaming.
Chasing the whims of chance, 
Leaving it to fates navigation.
I’ll rest here awhile,
 Just observing.
Until destiny's song spurs,
 Me forward.
The open road beckons, 
Once more I hear it calling.
Pushing the pedal to the metal,
Chromes steel shines.
The distant interstate sign,
States no speed limit ahead.
God's heavenly highway, 
Lies beyond this point.
I'll ride on my friend
 Humming hymns last refrain,
Blinded by taillights amber glow.
 Lord embrace this motorcycle man,
He's lived hard but loved well.
Riding along hells edge,
 Heading into,
The last light of the setting sun.

BY: CHERYL ANNA DUNN


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 | Rhyme | |

Overcome

I picked up a penny face-down,
But I don't believe in luck.
Everything happens for a reason;
God's mercy frees the stuck.
Redeem me, Heavenly Father;
Please, I know the wrong I've done.
Thank You for dying for me;
My sins You have overcome!


Details | Narrative | |

L O M L Always

The thought of her smiling gave me faith
From when we were little we bathe
My mother and her mother is best friends
They both took care of us and gifts they send
We pulled each others hair
And she was always quick to dare
When I smiled at her she knew it was no good
She learned to pull me up and she understood
I just wanted her attention and that she gave
She knew it in her heart love was my slave
From when we were a child with full of energy I had my way
She was the one who was my guide and she did not push me away
When I saw her cry one day and her eyes was so sad
I gave her a flower and I smiled at her and made her glad
When some one special leaves her heart
I sat by her and never wanted to depart
She is the love of my life always
She is the one who gave me my hope through out my days
So I gave her my heart and love from within
And I did not make it thin
I stood by her side since I was a child
I gave her my support when we were wild
She knew who I was and I let her go the distance
I did not hate her or give her resistance
My mother and her mother are great friends and their virtue will never end
Because of their love they both trusted us to live our ways to transcend
So my childhood friend was my best friend, and now my wife
She new it from the start that we part of each others life


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 | Free verse | |

The Essence of Beauty

Beauty is awe-inspiring and praise-invoking the source of eternal joy the essence of truth It's a timeless, ageless wonder inspiring the human soul filling it with a quiet ecstasy that permeates one's inner being with a sense of mystic wonder


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 | Ballad | |

Dawn is breaking

Dawn is breaking

Willie wagtail in my garden 
Sings a very special song
Telling me the sun is coming
Dawn will break soon, won’t be long
It’s dark outside with full moon shining
But soon the light will show its face
Green parrot makes his bell like music
How his song has so much grace

Kookaburra, he is laughing
Something funny has touched him
Could he be laughing at us human’s
With all our wars and crazy din?
Spring is just around the corner
And all of nature seems to know
As I sit here in the morning
My world it has a special glow.

Now the world has gone all silent
Waiting for the dawn to break
Soon the chorus is beginning
Singing just for loves own sake
All the birds will join the chorus
And my heart will start to sing
How I love these life soaked mornings
Such joy to me they always bring.

25 August 2013 @ 0631hrs.




Details | Quatern | |

Your Only Friend

     YOUR ONLY FRIEND       
Out of the night she's called for you
and raised you from a restless sleep
into the life you're going through,
into the life you can not keep.

She's known by all, her name is Death,
you see her, then you realize,
she is your very final breath
and you have seen it in her eyes.

You look again, to clear your head
but truth is truth, and now you know,
your book is finished, it is read,
and now it's time to go.

So long you wondered who she was
if she would ever be a friend,
but now you see the love she does,
and it is there beyond your end.

She whispers all the things you've done
and sings them in her song
each rising star, each setting sun,
it all played out, but played out wrong.

And there is nothing here for you,
so welcome her, she is your end,
and go to where you must go to
to know sweet Death, your only friend.
        ©  ron wilson aka Vee Bdosa the Doylestown Poet


Details | Prose Poetry | |

My Unconditional Dog

First of all, it’s a big responsibility,
especially in a city like Jacksonville, or Philadelphia, or wherever really.
So think long and hard before deciding on love.
On the other hand, love gives you a sense of security:
when you’re walking down the street late at night
and you have a leash on love
ain’t no one going to mess with you.
Because crooks and muggers think love is
unpredictable.
Who knows what love could do in its own defense?
Broken glass bottles.

On cold winter nights, love is warm.
It lies between you and lives and breathes
and makes funny noises.
Love wakes you up all hours of the night with its needs.
It needs to be fed so it will grow and stay healthy.

Love doesn’t like being left alone for long.
But come home and love is always happy to see you.
It may break a few things accidentally in its passion for life,
but you can never be mad at love for long.

Is love good all the time? No! No!
Love can be bad. Bad, love, bad! Very bad love.

Love makes messes.
Love leaves you little surprises here and there.
Love needs lots of cleaning up after.
Somethimes you just want to get love fixed.
Sometimes you want to roll up a piece of newspaper
and swat love on the nose,
not so much to cause pain,
just to let love know “Don’t you ever do that again!”

Sometimes love just wants to go out for a nice long walk.
Because love loves exercise. It will run you around the block
and leave you panting, breathless. Pull you in different directions
at once, or wind itself around and around you
until you’re all wound up and you cannot move.

But love makes you meet people wherever you go.
People who have nothing in common but love
stop and talk to each other on the street.

Throw things away and love will bring them back,
again, and again, and again.
But most of all, love needs love, lots of it.
And in return, love loves you and never stops.


Details | Free verse | |

My Love Intended

My love intended for the girl of my dreams,
she walks from side to side,
not knowing that I walk alone.

She is beautiful than any other thing in this simple world,
everything around her shakes and trembles
as she walks on by without a spare of a passing glance.

The wine is drunk
the last cigarette smoked,
the pain of heartache gone away.

It feels good to see her go my way,
to take the pain with her away from me,
as I sit in the wayward cafe on the river of ashes.

A beautiful girl she is mine,
but that course of life shall no surpass mine,
and my heart beats and takes me away
in hope of falling in love.

Irony of love and hate,
it is similar in many ways,
as I sit and think of her.

She angers me,
but when the vail of anger falls over my eyes,
the passion of love enters my mind.

Come now, take me away,
hold me in your beauty,
and love me with your gentle body.

Go into the gardens,
where the nightingales sing,
and sit at the patio's crossway.

Watch the artists paint pictures of the garden,
watch the writers write about the garden,
and watch us go and pick flowers in the garden.

The air smooth and wind breeze calms the nerves,
the pain of my sorrowed heart is soothed,
by her sweet intellegence and beauty.

Her eyes, orbs of blazing sunlight,
blind me with the beauty of her beauteous face,
her lips and skin smooth and pure.

She is glorious,
My love she is the dream girl,
who comes and takes my nightmares away from me.

As I sit on the park benches,
I light my last cigarette,
and reminicse on the days with my love.

I close my tired eyes only for a moment,
and the moment is gone,
my beauty is gone.

The tears are all gone,
the pain has gone,
the feelings of everlasting love are all gone.

Where did it all go?
Where did my beauty go?
Where did my love go?

All gone now, all gone now,
as I grow old,
the feeling of death takes me by surprise.

The park bench is cold,
the cigarette is burnt out,
I am longing for a drink.

I lay in a wayward cafe
drink a coffee and talk to myself
discussing a book of poetry.

Looking over to the right
I am blinded by beauty once again
this time this is no dream.

Alas, my dream girl came
that appeared in my sunny pleasure dome,
who has walked barefoot in the gardens of my mind.

She sat with me,
I looked at her
and we smiled together.

We held hands together,
and dreamed together,
forever and ever.

Love everlasting,
everything everlasting,
cigarettes smoked together.

A cloud over our heads
in the shape of a heart
my love.


Details | I do not know? | |

Words for you

"Love the life you live, Live the life you love."
Words to live by, or is that so?
The motto for life will be forever unknown.
For life is tough and life is ugly
Life is rough, never thriving always struggling.
Does life have to be this way? The answer is yes.

No war has been won without a fight
One may disagree, but you know I'm right.
Nothing is given, only taken
"Life is easy."... You have strongly mistaken.
The will to wait will bring success.
Only time will lay struggle to rest. 

Those are words to live by.


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 | Rhyme | |

Your Gorgeous Life

You wake me up with Your endless light
So beautiful in shining, so bold, so bright!
You paint the landscapes and let Your love shine
For the whole world to see, to feel Your gorgeous life!


Details | Free verse | |

Love Built By God Above

You are in my heart wherever I go;
You I will never let go.
You are with me always;
You I am always.
This is love.
Build by God above,
This is love.


Details | Free verse | |

Every Second We're Away

Every second we're away,
We grow stronger everyday
Until that day will finally come
When we know it's okay
And we will rest in each other's arms
In peace from God above,
No longer missing one another
Because we're together;
Built forever in each other's love.


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 | Ballade | |

A question of beauty

A question of beauty.

I watched TV the other day
And saw these foolish girls
All dressed up in silly gear
Their poor minds in a whirl
I heard then say, that they had beauty
And this caused me to smile
Cause all I saw was glamour there
Which fools heart does beguile

I don’t mind much what people say
But when they think like this
And speak of glamour, call it beauty
Well that’s not how it is!
So soft and wonderful is beauty
So pure and oh, so sweet
When beauty shines within one’s soul
How life feels so complete.

When seen within a persons soul
Pure beauty just shines out
And when you’ve felt it’s wondrous touch
You’ll know what it’s about
Cause, innocence and purity
And a heart so soft and pure
That’s what beauty’s all about
With it‘s wonderful allure.

24 June 2013 @ 2037hrs.







Details | Free verse | |

PETER'S MOUNTAIN

White capped peaks, set a calming essence's surroundings,
A hushed place of peaceful contemplation and serenity,
Time stands still here upon Peter's mountain.
In this isolation's retreat from the outside world, 
A lone solitary soul, does lean onto his walking staff,
Pondering thoughts of life's past experiences, and
 Remembering days, oh not so long ago.
Here this wilderness man, has a freedom that most
Men will never know, in his personal paradise
Of the forest wild.
Living off the land, did he so hack, and chop for himself,
Taking a small portions piece to live upon, 
A rustic cabin built in a meadow's glen,
It's more than enough for him.
A trapper's trade, by God's promised blessing,
Does he make a small living's income,
But wealth's gold, lies in them there hills,
Liberation's breath, to be inhaled, day by
Day with no strings attached.
Outside stands one stone, carved by his
Own hand, here lies my wife beloved,
Spring violets lain in hearts respect, unto
Her memory are thus given, as he wipes a
Single tear away, soon dearest in softest tones,
Is spoken by this rugged soul. 
The last is he of a dying breed of pioneers,
Those searching for the next grand adventure,
Just over yonder's distant horizon.
Daniel Boone's back pack fever, runs through
The mountain man's reins, and only death's
Blacken trail, can sever their need to roam.
Leaning against the fire place hearth,
Puffing on his corn-comb pipe, this dreamer
Makes peace within himself.
I've lived a good life, had myself a good wife,
Soon I'll join her, God be willing.
Slowly, he sits within the rocking chair,
And closes his eyes one last time, 
Allowing his bones to relax once and for all.
White capped peaks, set a calming essence's surroundings,
A hushed place of peaceful contemplation and serenity,
Time stands still here upon Peter's mountain.

BY: CHERYL ANNA DUNN




    

    

    

    


Details | Free verse | |

THE BIG BLUE

Mid-summer breezes bellow a 
Whistling tune,
Echoing soft melodies freedom's,
 Playful abandonment.
Against sandy shores waves gently,
 Splashing,
Multicolored shells mixing amongst,
 Pebbles,
 Rolling'n'turning hear the everlasting,
 Hush.   
Gliding torrents dive through rough,
 Surf,
Greedily seagulls screeching, 
Screaming who was here first.
Snappy crabs running to and fro, 
Tasty morsels at a fleeing feast.
Then suddenly captured, dragged by, 
Watery under toes.
Rippling calmness returns at last, 
Basking in days repast.
Day break's glow warms mans soul, 
And awakens his heart.
Yet nay know mortal's eye can deny,
Such beauty that lies before him.
Tranquility's slumber lie thee down,
Gently rock me by the sounds of 
The sounding sea.
Release thus abandonment’s spirit,
Foam unto spray washes all my, 
Troubles away.
Here at night's curtain fall,
While stars above shimmer 
And shine.
Another morning sunrise appears,
But quietly I know longer remain.
Silence can become a bitter sweet,
 Thing,
Just once more to hear distant 
Loons calling sorrows cry,
But nothing except silences, 
Response, 
Answers to me in still calm.

BY: CHERYL ANNA DUNN


Details | Rhyme | |

Shimmering Darkness

She woke up everyday 
to the beckoning of death's toll. 
But decided to embrace life, 
pulling herself from the darkened hole. 

With a new brightness in her eyes, 
she lived life as partially buried gold. 
Never afraid of the darkness, 
or what the future may hold. 

Shimmering beneath the dirt, 
her beauty shall now unfold. 
True legacy lies hidden to reign, 
for a prodigy has risen from bitter cold. 

One example of grace goes far, 
farther then any story ever told. 
With strength that comes from deep within, 
that's been held from days of old. 

Among the majority she lived, 
witnessing atrocities flare. 
From her soul she would always give, 
though no one seemed to care. 

As the bells of sadness began to ring, 
she would rise above the gloom. 
Out of darkness and despair she would sing, 
with a melody that filled the room. 

The tears that had fallen proved as strength, 
to her ever-impending light. 
Onward traveling to any length, 
for what she believed was right. 

When darkened paths shimmer, 
despite the pangs of apathy, 
through life she will always glimmer, 
no matter what the tragedy.


-Collab with Dan Kearley! You're the best, Dan!


Details | Dramatic monologue | |

Everything that Never Was

 
i can feel it dissipating from every clogged pore on my body never a timeframe more wasted has this dismal nothing taken all of what was left from these ashes i shall be rebuilt only to stare back at that reflection to see nothing more than what i feared my soulless vessel will be ceaseless there is nothing more grotesque more monotonous more beautiful than what you could never take what was never born shall never die. Joseph B. Garcia


Details | Rhyme | |

Visual Melodies

Visual Melodies Fresh evergreens stand beside A crisply clear slow moving brook Reflections of minnows glitter In the midday sun’s warm look Bare branches began to don The tiny green leaves of spring Nature’s ring of promise encircles The earth with an array of floral bling Exquisite beauty peeks through The smallest opening of vision Rainbow colors expose themselves Inside sky born hues made with precision A willow tree has greened and Tips to weep into the brook Providing a sultry place for the Mallards to create a safe nook All eyes have rested upon a scene A four by four swatch of land Possessing a great beauty from the Multi colored seas to its albacore sands People are gardens of luscious fruits Solely crafted by the master’s hand of grace Like precious oil sticks of incense whose aromas Rise, as Heavens Holy fire ignites our spiritual space Burn Bright With His light Carole Cookie Arnold 2011


Details | Ballad | |

Those blessed wetland trails

Those blessed wetland trails.

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

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

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


Details | Rhyme | |

The Firefly Visit

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

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

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

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

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


17 December 2013


Details | Haiku | |

SPRING'S HAIKU

beautiful sunset
incredibly few brush strokes:
aha, Spring's haiku

Contest: Regina's "Aha Haiku"
Date: 7-31-14


Details | Ballade | |

The garden of Eden

The Garden of Eden.

It be the place we all came from
Way back fore we were born
We grow among, Its tender flowers
In our tiny seedling forms
The silence there is oh so pure
The rhythm is such bliss
We spend nine months there, each of us
It’s just the way life is.

No worries happen in this space
Our souls are filled with peace
Each moment is pure harmony
It’s a life of perfect ease
No struggles there for anyone
In this garden where we grow
Then all too soon from Eden’s garden
 Our fate it does us throw

We always want to go back there
But know, this can’t be done
We have to grow and move along
Yes each and every one
Must find the path to ecstasy
Find the key to Heavens door
To dwell in peace and harmony
Until forever more.

22 April 2014 @ 1422hrs.


Details | Free verse | |

spectacles

Show me who you are and i shall paint out broken columns on the valleys of her back as if such figure is un-common
i have found no beauty bending as the vines that are her hair and the frailty of man upon her back is what she bares
bleed her body for the harvest let them feast upon her soul for the nurishment of mother is leaps beyond so bold
she is like the flower growing in the deepest of dark forests,amongst the ivy and hemlock but her skin is much too porous
to concern herself with games that tantalize the men, as they marry on crusade it is her children that she tends
sheath your swords with her ambition and tip your arrows with her will, craft your armour from her strength and in the battle you will kill
come now children from the pasture and lay each upon her side, suckle gently at your mother although theirs pain she does not hide
though the water leaks from rooftops her leaves are thick and block the rain, as the water level rises cling to her branches with no shame
she is the stone upon the beach, once a mountain pound and breached
yet still her disposition clear to love her children that are near

inspired by Roots Frida Kahlo, 1907-1954


Details | Lyric | |

I'll keep dancing forever

I’ll keep dancing forever

In this wonderful world that I’m in
Everything is a beautiful dance
I don’t know what’s coming before me
It’s a sweet game of wonderful chance
So many get caught in the fear game
As each day does crush them some more
But I’m on a wonderful journey
Though I know me not what’s in store

The end I can see in the future
But what is the future I ask
The past it has gone like the dust in the wind
So, can in the future, one bask??
So I say ‘who cares’ it’s all nothing
Just an old boat afloat on the sea 
As it waits to be broke by the ocean
And join in with eternity.

So it’s all a dance, to my thinking
The good parts, the bad parts as well
And me I don’t know where I’m going
Don’t believe in no Heaven, nor hell
One dances, no thought for the ending
And so it’s the same with my life
I’m going to get into the dancing
Through all of my love, joy and strife.

7 July 2013 @ 0712hrs


Details | Romanticism | |

A Dedication to my Darling Mystic

Dedicated to my darling Mystic Rose...


For my everlasting rose,
for my darling Mystic Rose,
Charished deep in my heart,
for generations to last lifetimes,
on this Beautiful gift,
we all call Mother Earth.

Oh now my dear
come now and do not fear,
I shall take you by your sweet and loving hand,
as we set out in a band,
of two lonely hearts
that both need to be loved.

At first when I came
to this desolate Wasteland;
I was a lonely heart
with poetry that was my art.
You were the first to come to me,
with a smile and a hug.
You read my work,
I won your heart
and you praised me,
looked at me in anew
and treated me diffrently than any other.

My darling Mystic,
Oh how you make me feel;
so grand, so new, so happy.
As I lay my head to rest
I reminisce on your loving words,
that spoke such truth to my soul.
As you praised me through my heights,
and weaped with me through my sorrow,
as I uplifted your soul with the arrangement of words
I wrote from deep down in my weak and weary soul;
You were there always to touch my heart
and cure me of sorrowed tears.

It is impossible to express my love for you,
but see me, to feel my love,
for you my darling Mystic
it tears me apart to not
see your face, to hear your voice,
only to read your loving words
comments on a poem
that was written on a page;
It tears me apart.

Oh, my sweet and everlasting rose,
Blooming in every season,
at every hour,
a beautiful poetess at her midst of an evening twilight
as the nightingales sing outside your window,
I come and show you love and compassion.

Let us go, you and I,
I take you by your hand
and we sail off,
two poets writing of beauty
both in ink upon a blank piece of paper.
To write of love,
My compassion for you
my beautiful rose,
my darlin Mystic.

We shall part seas,
bloom in gardens of beauty,
roses and violets grow tall
around us,
reminding us of our everlasting friendship.
Lilacs and tulups stray long away,
to show my love to a stranger,
but you are no stranger to me.

You are an everlasting rose,
which blooms evertime at the stroke of nine,
and there you stay,
growing in a large and beautiful garden,
that is located deep in my heart.

Now take me, my darling Mystic
your LoveSlayer,
and charish this beautiful write
Charish it at all times,
every hour of the days! 
In honour of your beauty and inspiration
I am a fool in love,
intoxicated with your beauty at heart.


Details | Free verse | |

THE SNOW FLAKE

THE SNOW FLAKE

What happens to angels tears, as they fall from the
Heaven above, into diamonds of ice so are they
Transformed, turning, spinning in the atmosphere.
Until unique unto themselves, white pieces of 
Frozen lace, perfections icy miracle, descending
From the blue hewed skies of Nirvana.
Covering the last leaf of fall, one by one
The power flakes glisten beneath the October sunshine.
Crystal shells of ice, freeze into water cylinders,
Forming sickles of decorations, that hang from
Every house and tree.
It is truly a winder wonderland, so beautiful
That the angels themselves come to behold,
What their teardrops have made, as a single
Feather falls from wings of grace, it to turns
To ice, and is blanketed beneath the freshly fallen snow.

08-04-2014


Details | Rhyme | |

Looking Down From 41 Above

Looking down from 41 above,
I only wish I was below.
The sights and sounds so clear to see
Glitz as white as snow.
The lights are distant to the mountains
And the cabs travel around.
The brightest city in the world
Beams into the heart of this little town.
God please give me the grace to see
You are all I need.


Details | Quatern | |

The powerful silvery stardust

On that starry night, as I sat on the open balcony Of my own pigeon home, so cosy I saw, mesmerization, O pure adoration How beautous was this great attraction! A blanket of stardust, a black one full of stars Faced with it, so trivial seemed my scars Life itself seemed so mysterious And so full of grace so imperious! As I watched with wonder, came running down my cheeks Those tears, seeking their way out of their creeks Merciful must be the high Lord None knew why he did create a world so haggard! Somewhere, thought I, must be an abode There, sing the fairies, an eternal ode While switching on and off the blinking lights Of life and death, such must be its sights! On that starry night, living seemed a must A travel from a forgotten place to an unknown one To live simply with the wills of just Shall someday give me the high stature of the great swan!
Name : Anoucheka Gangabissoon


Details | Free verse | |

This Is The Love

Stand up and shake;
Feel the rhythm in your heart.
Ignite those pants;
We get up and dance.
God on our mind,
Eternity in our souls;
Feel the chills of those bones.
It's the hope.
Open those closed doors:
Into Heaven we go,
Welcomed and forgiven.
Here is the love;
Let's dance!


Details | Rhyme | |

DIFFERENCES

As my pen declares and writes the truth
Just look around at everyone that’s the proof
Everyone is different in some many ways
But it is methodical that we all hope to see another day
By faith I see the unseen things hid from all earthly eyes;
What I’ve seen will make you cry
You may think I'm tough;
But you have no idea my life has been so rough
Many have judged me because the color of my skin
I have never let color or gender stop me for wanting to be their friend
But like they say sheer ignorance is bliss
I have a question, “In what ways do you think we can fix this?”
Now days a lot of people feel grander and they differentiate,
And against those who are different they discriminate.
It feels as if I was just a shadow of the day,
But in the light I exist and in darkness, I am gone away!


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Tribute to two wonderful people

My tribute to two wonderful guys

I know I’ve said it all before
But I must tell you again
About a man called John Sherman
Maybe I write in vain
But I must tell the world about
The two guys in my life
Who I’ll put on a pedestal
John and his lovely wife

He don’t come from religion
Nor any beliefs at all
He’s more like a Psychologist
His approach is wonderful
To don’t claim to be a Guru
He’s just a humble man
Yet he will do most anything
To help you if he can.

Once I suffered oh, so much
With anxiety and fear
I hated me, the whole damned world
My head was never clear
My wife was set to leave me
My kids thought me so low
All because of a foolish war
So lonely I did grow.

Then John he showed me just one act
And said ‘That’s it, that’s all!’
And I just listened to the man
Though I am not a fool
And now It’s four years later
And my heart is filled with bliss
There’s nothing could destroy it
That’s just the way it is.

No more the fear of life is here
No more the fear of death
No more that awful greyness
No more I feel bereft
Every day to me right now
Is another brand new day
As life becomes more beautiful
In every kind of way.



I know I talk about john a lot, don't want to bore anyone, but what I gained from him was absolutely phenomenal, and my main reason for joining poetry groups was so people might know of him...Peter


Details | Nonet | |

A Gift

(Nonet)


Sunday wakes to a pink horizon,
new day is a gift wrapped surprise.
Miracles await many
who with open hearts will
believe and receive,
with gratitude,
blessings of
any
size.

June 16, 2013


Details | Choka | |

Your Gift To Me

"I have dipped my pen in the sublime, it is my gift to you"
                                                                A Rambling Poet ~

A gift of sublime
To create beauty from pen
Inspiration all around
Emotions beckon
Waiting for their release
Finding their way through our dreams
The subconscious mind
A relative mystery
Lost words unable to find
My masterpieces
Echoes of yesterday 
Dreams of tomorrow, today
Beginning anew
Confidence reinforced 
Time to better myself
Spread my wings and fly 
Free to wander and write
Creating beauty from pen 
Dipped in the sublime
Wrapped in a fantasy world
Fresh with raw emotions
Marking who I am

Written By:  Shannon Deane
Written:  June 27th, 2011
Contest:  Writing In The Sublime


Details | Couplet | |

True Beauty

Beauty is within,
Not if your waist line is trim,
Exquisiteness is worn,
When hearts are pure not draped with thorns,

Beauty has much class,
It’s not control or sarcastic sass,

Beauty’s developed from true ladies,
It’s not loose, confused or shady

Beauty has a unique presence,
Its grace refined, restored with elegance,
Captivating all who are fortunate to meet
Its truth and love, which is stronger than a heart beat,

Beauty overlooks other people's wrongs,
Comforts those who aren’t as strong,
Delighting in others achievements and success,
It’s not superficial, self-seeking and obsessed,

Beauty is a person’s unadulterated soul,
Completely dressed, renewed and whole,
It’s not what you see in television ads,
Or a magazine model's newest fad,
It’s the essence of a person’s being,
Beauty is not defined by what you’re seeing,

Break away from faulty conditioned views,
Realize beauty is something we all can choose,
Take a moment to look deep inside,
Strip away any vanity, conceit or pride,
Watch as you begin to sparkle and gleam,
Then true beauty is what will be seen.

By; Sabina Nicole
written:2-29-12


Details | Free verse | |

BY THE BAY

BY THE BAY

A beach vagabond am I,
Lost amongst the foam and spray,
Enchantments careless cast away,
Set drifting alone, a lunar moon child,
Of the free spirited, enlightened ones.
Dreamers, whom sought the seasonal warmth,
Beyond the reach of the winters chilling
 Embrace.
Here my lullaby, the oceans tides braking,
Against the shores rocky harbor. 
Imagination's thoughtless wanderer, making castles
Build of sand, than watching them being swallowed
Whole beneath the waves.
Peacefully, I do listen to the stilled silence,
Natures harmony in balance, a musical symphony,
Of sight and sound intensified, by beauty's
Overwhelming, raw exposure, beguiling the
Eyes of youthful promise, to inspirations
Poetic heart.
 Hear the wind, how it whispers thy name,
Ever so softly, it echoes within the seashells
Hollow chambers, come rest beside thee.
Once more, so do I recline at eases pace,
Beside mine oldest friend the sea,
As the gentle tides rush onto the shore.
The heightened senses recalling yesteryear's
Wonderment, of spiritual liberation.
Behold I've returned unto thee,
This the restless voyager, home at last,
Tasting the salty air, feeling your welcoming
Breeze, brushing against my bare skin.
Never to roam again, I do solemnly promise,
For know sheltering harbor has appeased me,
Except thine.
The lamp light still shines, in the old weathered,
Window panes of home, so did it lead me back to thee.
As a lighthouse guiding a lost ship to a safe harbors,
Port of call, here I shall linger, until times ending,
And dead reckonings final journey begins.
To a farther distant shore beyond.
I'll thus step onto my holy father's sacred
Land, regretfully leaving thee behind,
For thou art my haven, my heaven,
My solos, by the bay.

BY: CHERYL ANNA DUNN




 





 





 





 


 





 


 





 


 





 
 


 





 


 






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Blossom

Like a cherry tree in the spring,
God if this is meant to be,
Please let this blossom.


Details | Ballade | |

By the beauty of the lake

I gaze into the crystal waters
Of the lake, the day awakes.
A kookaburra laughs so loud,
To the silence of the lake.
As a stork gives out it’s grating call,
Two swans in coal black feathers,
Come floating past and one can tell,
They were meant to be together.

I see those pure white wading birds,
There’s three of them in all,
All surrounded by a semicircle
Of ducks, it looks real cool.
It’s like the wading birds be stars,
And the ducks their audience
Sometimes my rich imagination
Comes out with so much nonsense…

Then the birds be going crazy
They fly off every where
I see a falcon circling round
Those birds had felt him there
The big bird hovered high above
And it seemed he ruled the sky.
I knew that bird would have his meal,
Before much time passed by.


Details | I do not know? | |

The Canvas of Night


The Canvas of Night


Stars like sprinkled sugar,
lay strewn across the canvas of night,


enthralled by the wonder of the cosmos,
my dreams take to the heavens in effervescent flight,


I bathe in the beauty, soaked in sublime delight,
absorbed in moments of bliss, transfixed by the serene sight.




Stars like sprinkled sugar,
lay strewn across the canvas of night,


and my being is infused with feelings of hope,


for even in darkness  I find the sprinkled sugar of hope's light.




note: special thanks to one of my heroes, the late Dr. Carl Sagan, for making science accessible to younger me, many, many moons ago.





Details | Rhyme | |

Black Diamond

A lovely lady you are, 
And lovely always be.
Your beauty bright as midnight stars,
And moonlight shining on the sea.

You're all that is fair and kind,
The sweetest dream and reality.
Many times you've crossed my mind; 
My lasting hope is of you and me.




©2013 Honestly JT


Details | Ekphrasis (Ecphrasis) | |

Time

Time (Based of Hans Zimmer's Time)
Down the day, great heroes spent and spilt
An eternity of flight and fight and courage.
I hear them singing- but only for a moment.
Must I open my eyes? My oh so heavy eyes

The needed breath of light washes out my outer dirt,
but still remain the frightened faces, like scars
wrapped around my mad mind- it shrieks
for a fleeting escape to calm lands unknown, serenity calls.

But the glory plays on much like hope never dies
and I will march on with soaring strength to no match
for victory is behind me with the dark and demons
And left for me only, is light and freedom

Reason rarely runs, but as I steady stride
the victor’s way, away my thoughts slip.
Like fantasy’s fledgling my reality is true not,
surreal to some, fake to most, but headstrong I stare into life

Is there something I have missed, lost along the weary way?
For gaps and holes break the focus of my mind 
and my gilded history feels ever far behind
Tears supplant my missing memories unfound. 

And my steps tick on, though each second is too long
So why does a smile find my face now? 
The journey isn’t yet complete, and somehow I know
I have met my fate, and at last I can go. 

written April 27, 2014
Be sure to check out Hans Zimmer's composition here: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Z0kGAz6HYM8


Details | Free verse | |

Stuck In The Struggle

Sometimes I get stuck in the struggle
And I forget that this life is real,
Full of real love,
Full of real people,
Full of real strength,
Full of real faith.
Look around
Because this is real.
Welcome to reality;
This is God's amazing life!


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!


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THE NIGHTINGALE'S SONG

The sun has been slain, by the sweet song's melody, of the
Nightingale, perched upon the thickets branch.
Sweetly, lyrically, whispering in it's lovers ear, I'm hear my
Passion's desire, come unto me, within thy pleasures nest.
Flights fanciful play mate, whom causes my heart to soar
Beyond the clouds divides, enchantment's mystical spell keeper,
Holding thus musical song bird, hostage by loves inspirational muse.
Let us descend together, as two angels falling from 
Heaven's grace, spiritually united creatures of the air, melting,
Intertwining, within a feathery embrace.
No harms a fowl will touch thou’s t, just listen for mine warnings
Call, and know I'm always near thee.
But love's dearest remains a loaf, shyly, coyly, beseeching,
More musical enchantment, from her ministerial of song.
So the nightingale sings, of the broken hearted lovers,
Lost to tragedies twisting of fates ill hands, never to touch,
Or join as one.
Than he sings as a hushed whisper, carried across the
Soft country side, at twilight’s stilled last hour, just before
The suns dawning is stirred, awaking the mornings rise.
She cannot resist him, anymore, the beauty has concurred,
The maiden's virtuous soul.
Oh springs lovers of devotion, feather thy nests well,
With precious strains, collected through life's weathering
Storms,


Details | I do not know? | |

Where Wild Violets Grow

Where Wild Violets Grow

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


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


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


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


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



Details | 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 | Free verse | |

Serenity Beach

Mystic beauty of the sky,
high above the eagle cries.
Tranquil sands beneath my feet,
reminding me of nature's peace.
Blending beauty all in one,
with silent moments under the sun. 
The silence of Serenity Beach,
and calmness of the open sea,
whispers from the solem breeze.
Breathing in the salty air,
the wind brushes through my hair.
With tranquil moments under the sun,
soon this day is over and done.
Waves in tune with melodies,
and peacefulness surrounding me.


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Wisdom from the Tao

Wisdom from the Tao.

A man of wisdom was heard to say
Live your life the right way
Then life will lead you to its goal
Just flow from day to day

Walk real easy, watch the flow
And dance your way through life
Letting everything come in
Floating over strife.

Row, row, row your boat
A song, it once did say
And that’s the way to live one’s life
It be the only way.

31 August 2013 @ 1550hrs.


Details | Rhyme | |

Dwell on what goes well

Don't want to dwell
On what doesn't go well
Sometimes you see yourself move one step forward
And soon, you find yourself take two steps backward
Life moves that way when you dwell
On what in your life doesn't go well.

Clouds have gathered in the sky
Ready to show their game of might
Some will decide to stay home today
Others will visit someone alone to bring a ray.
Don't want to dwell on the rain
For any day, someone needs you to come their way.

Don't want to dwell on the heat
When in other parts of the land, folks face fear
Perhaps their crop has been destroyed by flood
Others live in places that are under winter frost
Don't want to dwell on the sun too hot
When there are those who suffer great loss.

Don't want to dwell on the thorns
Of the rose, but the beauty of her crown
It will then receive the proper care
That will only enhance the beauty of her ware 
Dwell on the things that make you do well
Dwell on what in your life goes well.

By CarolineCécile
Copyright © 08.24.10


Details | Lyric | |

Heart and Soul

~ Heart & Soul ~

It’s not just about that one person
You can’t imagine your life without
It’s so much more than that

It’s waking up each morning
Knowing you have a family who loves you
It’s a group of friends 
Who care about you 
Not just 
Some made up version of you

It’s that feeling you get when you help someone out
Or when a dream comes true

It can be happy or sad
It can lift you up or break you down
It can break your heart
Or it can heal you
Yet one thing is true

If you have felt it even once
You’ll never want to let it go

It has so many forms 
With so many different ways you can feel it
Even a day to celebrate it 

It is a feeling that 
Is hard to live without 
Those who have never felt it 
They are the ones I feel sorry for

LOVE
A four letter word 
That says so much
Means so much 
Has such an impact on so many lives

It’s so important 
In so many ways
A couple just starting out
Two people spending the rest of their lives together
A family
Friends
A lifelong dream
And so much more
A feeling
Called Love
I prefer to 
Call 

~ Heart & Soul ~

By: Jean Bonella

February 14, 2013

Happy Valentines Day!
To all my family and friends
Thank you, for all the love you give
 


Details | Ballad | |

The mustard seed

A mustard seed

Our savior told a story
In his usual way
He tried to make folk understand
As he did on many a day.
He said with voice all soft and calm
“What be it like? God’s heaven
What story can I use today
How can I tell you then?”

“It be like what happens then
When a mustard seed
Is planted there beneath the soil
It be so small indeed
“And yet” he said “once it be planted
So large the tree does grow
And spreads its branches all around
Gives shade where birds can go”

Our Lord, he used these stories
When he did talk to folk
And all that then could understand
They gained from words he spoke
He told folk naught without these stories
Yet to his twelve disciples
He explained then everything
To them he told it all.

2005





Details | Free verse | |

THE FORBIDDEN CITY

Bow the great dragons, unto the mighty,
Ruler under heaven.
The divine master's iron heel, lies upon the
Serpents neck.
For brilliance illusion a golden throne shines,
Blinding those whom refuse to see the truth.
The trail leading unto the river of blood,
Streaming across a ruined country side.
Striking powers scepter against angers, 
Weakest point his own peoples innocent
Beliefs.
How did this tyrant usurper create such,
Beauty with arrogance strangle hold??
A rampaging tiger tightly grappling,
All ends of a concord nation.
Tarring it's inner seams until it bleeds, 
Internally leaving it unable to breathe.
Push wide the ancient gates, and behold,
The forbidden city of crimson red.
Sky pillars an archway, holding seemingly,
Up the very heaven's themselves.
In awed amazement beneath the great steps
Of China towards Beijing’s southern most edge.
Lies a glittering palace, of opulence greedy design.
Honor bound at royal bidding's commend,
Living china dolls, porcelain ladies of finest
Quality, his majesty’s playthings.
Green emerald eyes, flash enticing mortals,
To venture beyond safety's threshold.
Meet certain doom for those whom,
Trifled between temptations desire to satisfy,
Lusts insatiable thirsts.
Or honors sacred trust between master and servant.
The lion guards his holy temple ready to strike,
With sharp talons drawn.
Drinking the blood of his vanquished enemies.
But falls unto shame as blackness vail descends 
Casting his dark soul unto the four winds of 
Destiny.
Even in deaths wake, split by thunder, and
Lightning’s mighty quake.
Doesn't the poised hood cobra lie in wait 
To protect this his sacred garden,
In the land of the rising sun.

BY: CHERYL ANNA DUNN


Details | Sonnet | |

The Broken Girl-not me

Is my life not tortured enough for you to see? 
I am broken as can be. 
My heart is torn. 
My tears stain these perfect floors.  
Why are singing with glee? 
Why do you not care about my every plea? 
I am trapped in your arms. 
I am the hopeless moth. 
How did you pick me? 
What is it that you see? 
A girl untouched by life? 
A flower blooming in the desert? 
I have said goodbye to my loving integrity.  
You took that from me through R-A-P-E.


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Childlike

I can laugh all night
Until sunrise
That might sound childish

I can act foolish
But I deserve 
To be treated right

I’m proud of myself
For preserving my 
My child innocence 

I can be naïve 
But I’d rather
Use my childlike brains

I have a grand gift
Of uplifting
The distraught spirits 

I can be mature
But who cares...I’m
Happy-go-lucky


Details | Verse | |

Instruments of Love

I recite your name in              the whispers of the wind
for bonded to my heart          are you until the  end
I lifted the chalice                   drank deeply of its wine
I felt of its effects                    the fullness of divine

Like the chords of piano        and dulcimers delight
your melodies do waft            through every thought at night
a master plays the chords     a violin with strings
plays my heart like a harp     whose music on it rings

Your fingers play me like       the stroke of piano keys
every touch I enjoy                your heart it aims to please
you are a symphony              whose chords have touched my heart
a birth cries transmission       of transformation every part

Songs like an aria                  may yet I learn to sing
whose vocals resonate          the inmost of my being
You left no line untouched     no strand is mine alone
made sure you did I knew      would make you me your own
 
Somewhere I lost myself        I gave it all to you
things I don't understand       reasons appear askew
I inhale you my breathe         to deepest parts within
need you to embrace me      as close as your own skin

We retire together                 speak 'neath the baleful skies
of every trial in life                 and those who live in lies
greet me in the morning        curl around me at night
sing to me of love songs       of futures very bright
 
The wedding of my heart      tears away my mind
I want to    forever                 hold you for all of time
Are not your words a bath     that removes the worlds dirt
a balm of medicine                to heal the deepest hurt

Its surpassing sweetness      a palate of good taste
love so intoxicating                no drop will go to waste
the adversary's here             and tramples the flowers
but you oh my beloved          too freely roam my hours

My life is but a breath           an instrument of song
music tells the stories           of lives and right and wrong
The scent of yesterdays       the pathways of the past
forward now the future          into the everlast

Proverbs 16
24 Gracious words are a honeycomb,
sweet to the soul and healing to the bones.

COPYRIGHT © 2013 C. Michael Miller
via Duboff Law Group LLC 


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THE HEART OF THE SEA

Mistress of sea is she,
Draped  in foam and sprays,
Clarity hues of blue.
Seaweed's emerald green eyes,
Gazing into the horizon's sunset,
Dreaming of loves sweet ambrosia.
White sails against the morning mist,
As dawns first rays, light up the sky,
Bursting with orange, melted by crimson
Reds adornment.
Black raven tresses, caressed by
 Abandonment’s wind.
A restless spirit watches, from
Arrangements strategic vantage point,
From a far off.
Longing to join amongst mortal beings,
But she is an aquatic child, born to
Dwell in a realm, beneath the ocean 
Fathoms depths.
A Titan's kindred spirit, never to
Set foot, or fin upon the earth of
Men.
A weeping siren, clinging to a 
Dream illusion, of two
Silhouettes dancing in mystical
Harmony.
 Falling in love with each
Foot steps movement,
As the music plays in melodies
Enchantment.
But she is the heart of the sea,
Beating in a sacred rhythm, 
A captive prisoner, of her
Physical environment.
Yet within imagination kingdom,
She'll be held spell bound,
By a lover's secret desire.
To be embraced forever,
No longer a creature of water,
But a land princess, walking
The shores with her prince
 Charming.

10-6-2013


Details | Romanticism | |

An Exotic Heart

It is there to which is the beauty in all. 
That of the heart to which we live and crave life. 
It is that of an exotic heart to which we love in life. 
That with a beauty of the skies as we hold that someone of special inside. 
As it is that of a blessing to have that to which comes from inside. 
It is that with a heat of passion as I have found myself to love one of passion. 
It is that of the soul I fly as I soar that of the higher lands. 
It’s there my erotic passion is as I think of us in play above a cloud. 
Yes’ that of a land of free with rivers running abroad. 
With that of beauty to behold as it is a land of bright. 
Filled with that of great joy and love, knowing that you are here to love. 
That in you I have found that of a greater love and that’s my hearts in love. 
It comes with that of an exotic love as you make my heart feel that of love. 
Feel that of a land of free as it soars above that of the highest seas. 
Yes’ that of a mountain top rise because it is there the sea once lye. 
But in my heart I have found that of a higher rise and knowing of you and 
the love from inside. 
As it is that of my erotic heart I hunt, is that of a fulfillment I feel 
as I feel you here next to me. 
In my heart but laid deep in the soul for it is there you roam as I feel that of 
a passion and that is to which is my exotic heart in passion. 
Feeling that of you here with me and both our hearts in an exotic passion, 
with that of a love of high. 
Because I would love you from the deepest of the inside as I would 
always feel that of an erotic move. 
As it is you that has made my heart in an exotic move.


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Prism's Hue

I the stained glass panel
Impeccable by craftful hand
Adorned with the color of rainbow
Stand tall but unviewed
You my dear are like the sunlight rays
The starlight's twinkle
Yes
You are like the moonlight beams
You shine through my hue
Prisming my heart’s colors to illumination 
Touching off Opalescent glass seen by all
For my soul now engulfed by thy beauty 
Made perfect with thy light
Viewed by all


Details | Rhyme | |

Happy In Traffic

Always running late;
Just taking time to enjoy it.
Life is a car speeding fast,
But it's better to be stuck in traffic.


Details | Rhyme | |

The Sundress

She's got a perfect smile
her body an hour glass
A beautiful girl
in a beautiful sundress

And perhaps it's just the dress
that gives her that right
the right of perfection
to my imperfect sight

A kind of beauty 
she doesn't try to show
a kind of beauty 
I will never know

Silly to dream 
of what I'll never be
of a dress that will never
look that good on me

But why can't I wear that dress?
That summer came with it a personal promise
3 seasons and 60 pounds at last
I am the beautiful girl
In the beautiful sundress


by: Nicole Hawkins
written for The Sundress contest*


Details | Free verse | |

Flying High In The Aqua-Blue Sky

High…way up high in the aqua blue sky,
I see a black and white checkered kite…
floating higher and higher than I, myself…
But, I was shoved 
Into another shelf…

High…way up high in the aqua blue sky,
2 birds were flying together in harmony… it made me smile 
If only…I could fly another mile…
If only…I could higher my smile…
If only…I could fly higher
If only…I could taste ecstasy…
people would accuse me as a liar
If I experienced the best day of my life…

But, I don’t wanna live with undying strife…
I want peace…
Hand it over, please…
Hand me the keys
So I could experience perpetual peace 

I took flight like those bird couples…
But, I was on an airplane…

High…way up high in the aqua blue sky,
I wouldn’t be greedy for gain…
I’m trying to act sane…
But, I’m actually insane
In many ways…I love my uniqueness…
And my stubbornness… and my gladness…
And my madness… my imagination goes wild
But, I need to put it on a leash…so I could remain mild

High…way up high in the aqua blue sky,
I’d feel the rain
Trickle down my hands…my wet, wrinkly hands

High…way up high in the aqua blue sky,
No one would understand
How awesome and wonderful I’ve felt that day…
Up there…
up there…I felt like a king…
But, now I lost that memory…I lost my ring
To success…but I’m willing to pick up my progress…
My pace…is slow like a snail’s pace
Do you see me crying? Just look at my face…

High…way up high in the aqua blue sky,
I’m the clouds absorbing tears

High…way up high in the aqua blue sky,
I’d be willing to release them…

but they’ve been stored up forever it seems
And…hell – I have been 
Shaking with fear…
Breaking by the seams 

High…way up high in the aqua blue sky,
I was……..
Daydreaming again…
My mind was stuck on cloud 7…
Thank heavens
That I’m still alive – staring into space
Just look at my sopping face…

I see no grace…I see only a pathetic face
In the mirror…….

This little dream of mine
Was rather sublime
I was a sweet boy, 
but now I’m sour like lime


If I were a bird, 
I'd fly away from my problems...

I'll flutter away
Without a care in the world...

I want to be happy-go-lucky...
But, I'm bound to submit to my 

Misery.............................


Details | Haiku | |

Bird Song

The birds sing a song

On a tree that is very high

Music fill the air


Details | Rhyme | |

I, Alone

I, alone,
Have felt this pain 
That you have been hiding from me...
Stinging me with abhorrence...like acid rain
That pours fourth envy and strife in the wilderness
I, alone,
Have been inflicting pain upon myself - I just had to address

I, alone,
Have bottled-up my emotions forever it seems
Bringing me down...dragging me down
In a dark, murky trench...the sun beams

WHY do the sun not shine on me? 
I, alone,
Can't bear my affliction 
...all alone...
This solitude will 
always hover around me...
The reason is still unknown
My mind is blown...
I'm surprised how much I've grown

I, daily,
Wish and pray for a brilliant future
For you...Remember, friend of mine - 
To shine with confidence like the sun
REMEMBER, friend of mine:
You are never alone no matter what

I, alone, 
Have experienced and felt your suffering...

You and I
Have to work together
And help each other along the way - 

Are you willing to accept my offering? 


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Decisions

Lord, I do not know what to do;
Please, lead me by Your side.
Decisions I'm facing are lost and through;
Please, lead me to do what's right.


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Rest, Beautiful Guardian

rest, black, velvet wings. . .
your flight was long and turbulent
your heart is raging in blue fires of hell
quench your spirit, oh lost one
and whiff the fragrance that I now offer
broken heaviness threatens to tear you
release it all and weep, sweet angel
you have watched for oh so long, dear one
it is time that you won
the world itself rages war over another
your cry is muffled in the sorrows and screams
of other atrocities and sinful endeavors
the pain screams to devour your purity
your vigilance has become as a dry sponge
absorbing all moist negativity
all tears of forlorn gravity and angst
don't fall fearing you lack humility
you are the very strongest of all
willing to face the trials they suffer
rest along the begloomed clouds
let your delicate chin sink into the cushions
I will keep watch as you rest, beautiful guardian
my eyes are blackened with the darkness of humanity
but they know all is not lost
we are among a dying earth
an earth with so much potential 
still can be saved
do not fear you will see the end before a beginning is established!
do not fear darkness after the light!
prevailing still is the desire to stay alive
the power of will will be enough for sustainability
the power of self-sacrifice and self-awareness
will save the creation 
seek the future at hand, beautiful guardian
rest in thought and body, knowing all will be okay
everything will be okay
and now, beautiful guardian,
it is time to rest


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Cave dweller

Cave Dweller.

Once there lived a little man
A dwarf yet smaller still
Who lived within a little cave
All cold and darkness filled
He'd lived there such a long, long time
And knew he nothing more
That there was nothing better he was sure.

Then this maiden fair and beautiful
She ventured in his cave.
Her eyes were blue like crystal gems
For her most men would crave.
When the little man discovered her
With the candle in her hand
He saw a nymph so beautiful and grand

The maiden told that lonely man
About the beauty of the world
She spoke about the wings of a butterfly
All Gossamer unfurled
And she spoke of lush green meadows
And the flowers by and by
That lady spoke, her tone so very wise.

But that dwarf when she had finished
Sadly sighed and shook his head
For the thought of leaving his snug cage
Did feel his heart with dread
And he told that lady wistfully
That her fine land was not for he
For he was born to live this misery.

Socrares Dec 8 2003.


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Her Final Words

"No." She whispered before drowning into her sorrows.
Her life had been a simple happy one. 
There were no pains and no troubles.
Life was life and people were people.
Life was simple.
and life was all about tomorrows.
Life didn't know about sorrows.
Her sorrows.
Those same sorrows that she drowned in never existed. 
They were never there, but where?
First to be sad in the naive town of joy.
Sorrow became contagious and what was known as happiness no longer was there.
It was non-exististent. 
A meager thought 
and a blessed memory.
She tried and tried.
She failed and failed.
Life was no longer hers.
For Pain was her only possession.
Her curse.
She lived and she died.
Yet, her legacy was passed on.
Never was it gone.
"No." She whispered before drowning in her sorrows, 
"Save them."


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England,My Country

 The rolling hills so green and tender
 Mountains on high i will always remember
 Colours of the seasons so fresh in my mind
 All of the beauty so easy to find
 This is England,the country i live
 The country i would die for,the country i love

 The fields the forest the mountain stream
 The hills the dales the lakes agleam
 Scent of summer so strong on the breeze
 My land of beauty thats so hard to leave
 This is England the country i adore
 Home of truth,faith,hope much more

 And if the time comes then leave it i shall
 To a foreign country an unknown land
 Where the thoughts of England will always remain
 In Gods own country ,Gods domain

 


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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.


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Walking by the lake

Rispetto

Walking by the lake

Whilst walking by the lake today
I heard the birdsong loud and gay
The sky was blue, and beautiful
There was such perfume in the air
From honeysuckle everywhere
I heard a lonely ravens call
Whilst waking by the lake today
I heard the birdsong loud and gay

I felt that God did walk with me
Life was brim filled with mystery
This lake it gave me so much joy
This feeling nothing could destroy
Whilst walking by the lake today
I heart the birdsong loud and gay


19 November 2014


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Collaborating In The Clouds

God, as I close my eyes and pray to You,
I ask You for an important thing to do:
Please, let my daughter grow up strong;
Let her be safe and away from wrong;
Let her laugh, let her play, and let her run;
Let her find her moments in the sun;
Let her know joy and be filled with glee;
Let her see the pride that abounds in me;
Let her know You and answer Your call;
Let her not from Your graces fall;
Let her grow in love and peace;
Let her zest for life never cease;
Let her beauty shine inside and out;
Let her discover what life is all about;
Let her find love and share in its desire;
Let her have children to share and admire;
Let her find happiness in all that's around;
Let her laughter be her one true sound;
Let her serve well with all her charms;
Let her seek comfort in Your caring arms;
Let her find beauty in all that life offers;
Let her be blessed with overfilled coffers;
Let her grow old in a very graceful manner;
Let her children carry on the family banner;
Let her life be an example of Your true love;
And let her fly away on the wings of a dove.



For "Collaborating In the clouds....." contest sponsored by Poet ~ Destroyer.

Written By: George Aul


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SUMMER NIGHTS


SUMMER NIGHTS

Sheltered beneath the moon’s enchantment,
Are the careless castaways, of the lost summer
Nights of innocence.
Released from the binding tethers of society,
These youthful spirits of the wild heart soar,
 Beyond flights passion into seductions
Nether realm of pleasures hidden within
The inner desires flame.
Gliding, melting asunder it is a spiritual
Union, seamlessly mixing completely absorbed
Within the embrace of one another. 
In dawns purifying light, two souls join as
One, kissed by the first rays of sun, ever so
Tenderly, awakening from dreams enchantment.
Sing sweetly songbird, let your softest melody
Be their  lullaby’s sounding, in harmony’s
Gentle whispering undertones, of hushed
Vows eternal.
Shimmering translucent rainbows, are set
Aglow, lofting in silences offerings of future
Promises exchanged between these earth
Angels unbound, lost within loves mystical 
Embers of these summer nights.
Let the raging storms of life, strike with
The force of a hurricane blast, nay shall
This beautiful memory of youth last forever
In the deepest book of remembrance.
A tender render of days long since past,
Delicately preserved in the hearts of two
Spirits, whose wings brushed against each
Other along a distant shore,  during a time
Of lost Innocence, on a warm summer’s
Nights dream. 

BY: CHERYL ANNA DUNN



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Your Love Is The Strongest

Send me to the darkest places;
That's where I feel You strongest.
A kiss and hug down the deepest alleys;
Never letting go, Your love is the strongest.


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My Beauty Still Grows

Oh this skin of mine
So silky and smooth
Deep reddish brown
Stares it ensues
These eyes of mine
So deep and so brown
Don't stare in them too long
Or in love you will drown
This hair this hair of mine
So curly,black,and fine
I am like a rare portrait
that no one can confine
Do i have a big head
I would have to say no
Just because some don't like my color
Doesn't mean my beauty doesn't grow
I will always and forever love me
Even if others don't
'Cause guess what
Just'cause you don't
Don't mean others won't


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Cherry Blossoms

The silk like blossoms

That bloom in the night time air

It captures moonlight


Details | I do not know? | |

A woman I knew

There was a woman I knew once
Her beauty was awe inspiring
And she wore her pride on her head like a crown
She wrapped her confidence around her neck like the fine beads her mother 
gave 
In the palm of her heart she kept she kept mine
Her body was molded and perfected by the hand of the Creator
Solely to deliver His gift of life
Her chest was full and her breasts rich with the milk that built nations
Her hips were carved and chiseled impeccably to give birth to tomorrow
So hypothetically the rising and the setting of the sun were placed in between her 
hips
Swaying from side to side
Echoing hypnotically into infinity
This dismantled the very fabric of the men who craved to be with her 
She traded in her beads; she took off her crown and left her confidence out for 
the hyenas to tear up
All for the smooth silky fabric that did not fit her waist
The cut of that dress did not flatter her hips
Her chest was too full and her breasts were just too big 
She smiled and laughed but she had no joy
They made the dresses smaller even and in to them she had to fit 
She tried and over centuries she passed down to her daughters that into that 
dress she had to fit but it didn't happen
So what they learned was that she was not enough
She was not slim enough, that her hair was not soft enough
That her skin was not fair enough, that her feet were not small enough
And eventually she felt ugly and that she was not good enough!
But one of these daughters realized, that before 'they ' created this size two into 
which she had fit 
Her body was already dancing in her Creators mind...in all its glory
So she tore that dress to shreds, and with it went the standards of beauty that did 
not worship her curves
She put back her crown; she wrapped her confidence around her neck even 
tighter and retrieved her beads
Her body was not too big for that dress
That dress was not worthy of her body
Till this day that woman holds in the palm of her heart, mine
And this woman I knew
Is the woman in you

Love yourselves ladies?...in ALL your glory!


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It's Simple

It's simple.
We make it much more complicated than it is;
Just live.


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Treasure House

Your treasure house oh Father is filled with many gem
priceless stones and gold and silver found within men
costly and refined cut to beauty rich and rare
they will form your church founded on Jesus loving care

A peaceful and mild spirit are ones that you seek
those who hunger for righteousness pure in heart and meek
those knowing your instruction their spirits must be filled
who mourn and for your sake like prophets have been killed

The gift you give where holy spirit lives for a creation new
what you mold has been foretold your children character hew
all will abide where you reside your will within a few
they will not falter but to the alter life's sacrifice so true

You have washed them clean and bright
removed their darkness and it's night
they live their lives with your Law in sight
to do your will and please you do delight

Each precious gem it's clarity no inclusion or flaw
must reflect the Light so clear and fulfill all your law
how could one hope to please and God be Loving True
if he hates his brother and what's harmful continue

There is beauty in the Truth the heart can never miss
facets crystal clear and bright the sight cannot resist
God has raised from living stone children of Abraham
from every nation upon the earth with Jesus take their stand

Their life is the Truth to nothing else will submit
for all of mans pleasure himself to benefit
you have formed them from the day they were born
unto the Truth and Love their lives must conform

And you oh Father are their glass of wine
to have been grafted in upon the Vine Divine
you have given the taste upon the bread of Truth
like every child you have fed them from their youth

sources Isaiah 54 Matt. chptr 5 ICor.3:10-15 
Galatians 1:10 IITim 2:19-21 IIPet. 2:4-5
Apocalypse 21:10-27

COPYRIGHT © 2009 C Michael Miller
via Duboff Law Group LLC


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BLACK

Dark as the night goddess, she is an ebony princess,
Blackest beauty whom sheds layers textures, as veils
Cast upon the breath of the night winds.
She the temptress enchantress, passion's desire burns
Within, these emerald eyes of seductions flame.
Fallen have men, and gods into shadow, faded by
Thus empress of the dark arts Magi.
Woven spells of intrigue entice the innocent,
To play deadly games of the lost, ending paradise
Illusions, but oh how they dream still, within
The realm of her kingdom.
Beware those of fragile soul, the black maiden's waltz
It is a singular pulse, beating at the heart of darkness,
Alive spiritual being, is she known as black.
The sun fell in love, with the first rays of the dawn,
Forlorn she cried unto the moon eclipse, and so he did
Comfort her, shielding thus within his embrace.
The child was given forth from their union,
Is she, black.
Royalties clinging robes, cover thus all in twilight’s
Faded hour, beauties most fair, inhales all light,
By shades quilting blanket, with the woven stars
Lain ever so gently amongst the heavens themselves.
Here she sits on golden throne, that orbits the universal
Immortals, casting dreams enchantments in a mystical,
Plan known only to her majesty, black.
Throw passions rose petal unto her temple pools,
Pray thee young lovers for blessings approval,
To thus goddess, the keeper of loves devotional
Faith.
In the ivory bricked temple of black, desires
Lustful heart of men, so is judged by the queen
Of enchantments, thy guardian of the dammed.
Oh beware the whitest rose left alone,
May be red at mornings first rays of light,
Or torn to shreds, leaving only a stem behind,
This goddess of silent fate, holds the answers,
And she only speaks in whispers by night.,
In her world of illusions, black after all
Is the dreaming goddess.


BY: CHERYL ANNA DUNN





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Africa III

Heart pounding
Nervous feeling
Overwhelming
Deep breath to shake it
Cold chill slivers down fast

Beating against cage of heart
Cage of body
Cage of soul
Legs begging to run
Heart aching to be free
Truth to self 
aching to be seen

Sweet scent of dry savannah plains
Sharp smell of thorny veins
The aroma of Africa surrounds
Scents sights sounds 
In these home is found

Frustration mounts 
Captured leopard
Bound

Snarling at every motion made
Scared but defiant
Blinded by fear and rage

Paws long for endless journeys
On paths walked centuries ago
For elegance in element
A space all her own
Where earth still bleeds red on horizon
Morning and night
Continuing the endless fight

Fight for borderless freedom
Everlasting sight
The pale yellow green eyes
Dismays the truth inside
But tell the story
Of wild soul
Story to unfold


Details | Senryu | |

Spring Break -Part 2-

I had the best Spring Break yet!
Spending time with
Family makes me happy!


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Sacred Mother Earth- Colors Of Nature

Oh Great Woman of all Nature
  Mother of our Divinely blessed, sacred Earth
Your beauty has kissed my lips
  with the splendor of your clear, sapphire skies
 

The golden, moon bathed Sands
  that are gently caressed
 by your crystal blue clear flowing rivers
Your gentle rain that ascends from the Heavens above
  to delicately soothe and blend
with tears that flow from the broken hearted
 

Your moist, emerald green hills 
 filled with enchanting, lovely flowers 
of every elegant shade and hue
I have beheld the splendid beauty…
 of your green weeping willow's gracious bows and limbs
of iridescent greens and golds
that whisper gently in your swaying, languid winds
 

I have witnessed golden eagles fly so gracious and free
  in your pictorial, periwinkle blue skies
I've feasted my eyes on the sublime splendor
  of your enchanting, golden harvest moon
as its elegant beauty paints a rose, gold, splendid image 
  so deep within my mind
 

All your violet-blue endless horizons
  Your smoky, gray mountains so grand
in the rose blue cool light of dawn
  Your chattering bird songs in skies of azure blue
The fragrant scent of amber gold pinecones
   in the sparkle of the crystal clear early morning dew
 

I pay Ode’ to you Great Mother Nature
  for every golden ray of sun that warmed my skin
that hangs brilliant and dazzling...
   in your glorious skies of cerulean blue


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Difficult Trials -Part 2-

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

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

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

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

I'll shut out the feeling of anguish

You'll get what you wish

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

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

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

We'll be hiking
These somewhat difficult hardships together 


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Such reverence

Such reverence

I have such reverence for life
I love the mystery
Of walking by a lake that glitters
Or when full moon’s floats on sea
I love to hear the song birds sing
Just around the break of dawn
And I love to feel that solitude
On those dark, dark early morns.

I love to feel that silence come
When the day has just begun
I love to see those wondrous hues
Then sight the morning sun
Then there’s that silence even deeper
As the day begins to fade
Oh when I am within this space
I’m like a new born babe.

I love to hear the thunder roar
And see the blessed sky
Fill with wild and jagged light
It makes me want to cry
And laugh, and sing, and dance a jig
As the rain from dark sky falls
Tis then I really understand
I understand it all.

23 February 2014 @ 1632hrs.








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Dawns tenderness

Dawns Tenderness

Wind chimes singing in the breeze
They serenade gay dancing trees
As fountain burbles sweet and clear
A melody I love to hear
A croaking frog joins in with zest
It’s dawn, the time that I love best.

The breeze it brushes tender skin
As life’s sweet symphony begins
To seep softly into my soul
Awakener, it be the role
Of dawn to whisper joyfully
The song of mother’s mystery.

I sit alone, not wanting aught
Forgetting things that I’ve been taught
With no ambitions touching me
Just this, that’s all, oh just to be
Is all I ever want, that’s all 
To live right now, Its beautiful!

Two Pink parrots fly in the sky
My heart starts singing, don’t know why
As sleepy sun peers from a hill
The magic silence, oh so still
It fills my soul with tenderness
As I melt into dawns sweet caress 


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GOLD-ATHENA THE GOLDEN GODDESS

A storm collides, with a mystic flame, 
It's raw force strikes, the last ancient Phoenix,
She rival's in pains agony, falling to the earth below.
The fire bird descends, crashing unto Mount Olympus, 
From burnt ashes residue, a new deity arises,
Behold it is she, Athena the golden goddess.
The blaze of hail's fire, burns through her finger tips,
Thunder bolts strike, in aggressions anger,
 Wisdom's strategist, in the art of war.
 None compare to this battle hardened warrior,
Patron saint of the gods, a heavy metal protectress, 
She is the iron clad maiden, guardian of the 
Grecian world.
A shimmering silver shield of lightening,
Blinds in a flash oppositions foe, 
Weildiing the double edge blade of justice, 
Her righteous might vs. evil's dark force.
Doesn't the earth itself shake utterly,
At her mere appearance.
Blow the ivory tusken horn, oh mighty Nikey,
Beloved symbol for victory, to vanquish thy adversary.
Sitting on the left shoulder of Athena, as the clash
Begins in Olympia, leave no Titan alive or unmangled.
Through the haze's fog, a golden chariot appears,
Pulled by Hades twelve black Stallions, breathing  
Hell's fire, with crimson eyes piercing the nights
Dark abyss.
Thus she is the master of this devils herd, a
Golden Goddess Athena, striking fear in the
Hearts of the foreign invaders.
In the Greek pantheon, her valor is celebrated,
And she is victorious on the behest of the gods.
Pay homages respect to her, Athenian's, for she is,
The Grecian image to courage and strength.
Beware this golden goddesses glare, it is the rising
Of the storm to come.

BY: CHERYL ANNA DUNN


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The Gracious Woman

The gracious woman is hated
She is not overrated but such a natural one
Morals and values dictated
Through her trials and tribulations her smiles stun
Family and friends created
Stay optimistic throughout the long run
The woman is so courageous
A strong heart is number one
She seems to be contagious
Her relationships are always undone
Her worthiness is outrageous
To find another is dreadful
To lose her is regretful
A woman of this caliber is so special


Details | Quatrain | |

The Robbery

Rob me of my purity,
But once again it's all my fault;
Fell into the trap of false promises
Because I pressed play instead of pause.


Details | Free verse | |

8:15 To Freedom

Do you hear the train a'whistlin'?
I wonder where she's a'goin'.
Can she be boundin' toward freedom?
Well, there's freedom in Jesus!
And that's all we need!


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.


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BEAUTY IN YELLOW

Purities sweetest honey melts, as tear drops
Of sunshine.
Fallen thus upon the meadow of thought
And imagination.
It yields the tenderest of wild flowers,
Delicate bouquets gathered yet grown within
The minds of humanity.
Golden wheat fields, shining beneath a yellow sun,
What a marvelous harvest, to share with thy,
Brother's kindred, that of your own idealism and
Expressionism.
Sweet harmony’s music angel's do play,
Upon golden yellow harps, a mist heaven's
Blue divides above.
Inspirational muses are these divine angelic
Creatures, gliding upon white powder clouds
Of softness.
 The poets heart hears their melodic
Melody, and responds with words deep
Felt expression, placing the quail pen,
To paper.
But ages yellow turns the plant fibers,
To mush, and blacks ink fades with time.
Yet the memory is past down, and others
Word of mouth, shall remember beauty's
Once written words.
In the honey hive of the human world,
Many bees do buzz, seeking the nectar
Of the most beautiful rose that grows in
The garden of inspiration.
But the lone bee touches his uplifted wings
To enlightenment’s thought, so thus he
Himself may create a masterpiece, that
Will be remembered forever.

BY: CHERYL ANNA DUNN
02-03-2014



Details | Senryu | |

The Vital Holy Day

Getting ready for
Passover to shed us might
For joyous future

The significance 
Of God’s holiday is way
More vital than us 


Details | Ballade | |

Galah tree

Galah Tree

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

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

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


Details | Light Poetry | |

Reflections Of You

When walking a path that you wish to take
A memory of love that never was a mistake
Holding hands with the most of caring person
Gave a virtue of different emotions and lesson
Now you share and grow to care for another
And you have created a family with no other
It shows through generations that you have virtue 
Of whom you shared your love and faith in is true
The image of both of you comes to make a new
A new creation of a reflection of you


Details | Couplet | |

Canadian Sally

Canadian Sally with red ribbon strings
tightening an apron fit to the seams.
Canadian Sally with jet-black hair
bound in a hat of bright red beams.

Canadian Sally with pockets of fortunes
sowing them out to us all.
Canadian Sally of sombre spirit;
patience like that of a doll.

Canadian Sally a twilight bust
who's wreath circles 'round like an aura.
Canadian Sally from love and joy
who spreads it around like a flora.


Details | I do not know? | |

Love Endures

Love floats by,


reaching,
tantalising,
meandering,


tip-toeing past pain,


leaping through walls,
weakening the barricades,


of the most private heart.



Love settles in,


trusting,
searching,
dissolving,


quietly beyond anguish,


erasing the desolation,
soothing a battered spirit,
enveloping the shivering soul.



Love stays, it is true,


love endures, as do you






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God Saw My Distress and Healed Me part 4

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

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


Details | Ballade | |

This moment now

This moment seems so wonderful 
 Just a few short days of rain 
 Then grass that grows beneath my feet 
 Be velvet green again 
 The dry, hot days have waved ‘good bye’ 
Lord breeze be cool and fresh 
 As dancing trees that line the lake 
 They sing with happiness. 
   
 In the sky, there forms a herd of clouds 
 As the trees caress the day 
 The sound of raucous Ravens heard 
 Echo from skies so grey 
 As nature tames the wild in me 
 I walk these lakeside trails 
 With nothing reaching out to me 
 But sweet, eternal now. 
   
 So wonderful, so beautiful 
 As seasons come and go 
 The breath of nature shows the way 
 And with it’s restless glow 
 It shows me circles, only circles 
 And breathes into my soul 
 And with it’s breath of mystery 
 It makes me feel so whole.


Details | Free verse | |

A SINGLE RED ROSE

A single red rose blossoms alone, 
Shedding it's petals one by one.
Springs winds softly blow, 
A teasing fragrance with,
 It's delicate bouquet.
Loves romantic essence floats,
 Amongst warmth’s embrace.
Lightly tripping, spirits dancing,
 Mingling uninhibited, freedoms 
Carefree beings shine.
Liberation’s grand celebration,
 Captures,
 Flights brilliance, as their wings,
 Spread wide.
Twilight's bells ring out, under 
Heavens glorious display.
Simplicities gentleness, sweeps across
My thoughts, allowing imagination,
To flow undisturbed.
The unconscious mind releases, 
Earth bound creatures.
Admiration dreamers lift,
 Towards heights grace,
Forever journeying. 
 Touching infinities universal
 Cosmos.
 Motions poetry written at splendors,
Tender mercy.

BY: CHERYL ANNA DUNN








Details | Free verse | |

ROME

In battles hymn, raise your shield,
 Sharpen metals sword.
All hail bow low unto Rome,
 Be blinded by opulence's glitter,
And greed’s excess
Salves feel her golden sandles,
Upon bare skins flesh.
Shackles hand cuffs, bind generations,
 Under whips task masters.
Architectural thieves, swallowing,
 Cultures as the serpent gorging itself.
On it's twisted belly the beast,
 Encircles it's prey.
At blades sharp edged point, the innocent
Lie slain,
In histories dust humanity bleeds.
Crimson skies light Cesar's horizon,
As thousands gather in the Colosseum.
The gladiator stands alone, facing madness's
Throne
Awaiting death's final release from bondage. 
A simple thumbs motion,
Down meaning liberation,
Up for another soul taken. 
Behold blood sports ultimate challenge,
To live or die by strength and valor.
Fates twisted sense of humor,
Laughs at him behind justice's,
 Blackened curtain.
Mocking the crowds lustful,
 Calls of encouragements.
Sacrifices altar burns brightly, 
Upon the false Gods alabaster statue.
Patiently waiting veracity’s venom,
Ambitions royal descriptors feasting,
At harvests festive table.
The warrior faces reflections honored soul,
And behind them destiny's predator stalks, 
Those soon to fall it's victim. 
To a coiled cobra poised to strike,
Decadence audience claimers at fevers pitch,
Adrenaline rush, excelling the 
Combatants deadliest game.
Immoralities remembrances,
 Or defeats cowardly shame.
Devastation final reckoning
To the victor goes spoils waste,
For the dead remains emptiness.
Champions hero kneels before,
The emperor's mighty power.
An evergreen crown of laurel leaves, 
His treasures only gift.
Freedoms mercy to live another day,
Beyond the arenas iron gates.

BY: CHERYL ANNA DUNN


Details | Rhyme | |

Surreal Love

I pray to God that it will be a brighter day; 
I want his warmth to clothe me day after day 
Someday, the sun will erase all of my doubts
 and push away the clouds…
I want to be a positive schoolboy – but the clouds 
Cover me like mesmerizing, despondent shrouds  
I want to be a positive youngster – I need to stay
 True to my unaccomplished goals everyday

Lord, I know life has its ups and downs – but, I must keep a steady pace…
I want to develop a stable mentality with no trace of pity 
Lord, I know life gets problematic in the long run – I FEAR I might fall on my face
I just want to be content – I want my dreams to become a reality 

I'll be loving you forever… 
for you’re the last thing on my mind before I go to sleep at night
I’ll take a moment just to ponder… 
About you and our time together – thinking about you restores hope, joy and might

our love is wholesome and so much more…
our love will grow on forevermore…
our love is real and it’s a great deal…
our love is beyond measure and it’s totally real…
Our Love is oh so surreal 
You melt my anguish away…
Our love can heal a broken heart
You cherish me in the month of May 
You blow away winter’s dismay

I pray to God for a more optimistic mindset…
Hopefully it doesn’t result in forfeits  
 Push away the gray…and laminate it with a striking sunset, 
I’m drowning in his inclement, rainy regrets

I’ll make sure to embrace competition…
for you're my reason I run the extra mile, winning honor and applauds
I’ll take a moment to pursue my ambition...
Of being with you always and forever – I fear I might lose all of my odds 
With you…your heart isn’t pumping with vile frauds 
Every single second spent with you…
Makes my spirit soar anew...
I never experienced such surreal love
Our love flourishes rapidly from up above 

I’m sick with a love flu *cough* *cough*


Details | Rhyme | |

EYE Don't See -Part 3-

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

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

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

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

Nourish me…and be my beloved friend

Will this friendship last forever?

Hopefully it has no end

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

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

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

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

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


Details | Lyric | |

Song In The Air

I like to sing there's a song in the air
There's a vastness all glowing as stars in the sky
I hear mother's sweet loving prayer
Behind her thus I hear a baby's low Cry!
Up in the sky the stars rain its fire with a beautiful song
Within the glowing manger of Bethlehem there in a 
cradle is a King!

There's an enormous of joy 
For the wondrous birth
All people praise the Virgins sweet baby boy
Tis' the Lord of our earth!
So the star reigns its fiery light as the beautiful sing
Now in the manger adorns Bethlehem cradles a King!

Up in the sky all glitters a star
Lie the angels impearled
They rejoice beauty of a song from a far
They swept all through the world
On every hearth is inflame for the beauty to sing
In every ones home through all nations that Jesus is King!

The angels all sing into daylight
As we all take part in tune with thus song
The songs sings through the night
Within the heavenly throng
As ye shall shout with the lovely angels as they will bring
To meet and greet in his cradle our Savior and glorious King!

Written: Sept. 22, 2014
Eve T.M.Carter


Details | Rhyme | |

The peace within

The peace within

Such peace it lies within so deep
The beast within be fast asleep
The breath of love it just pours out
Oh my, what is this all about? 

The bird song chatter echo’s deeply
As heart takes over mind completely
And silver silence sings to me
As I be here, alone I be.

The finger’s pointing out the way
Behind the moon, the warm sun rays
Reflect through her the breath of love
As stars shine brightly high above!!!

The sun be hiding from the day
As stormy skies below, they lay
I see as flowers open wide
The space where pristine love abides.

I sit here in this garden chair
Senses sharp and so aware
As the day cries out “Wake up you fool
Eyes open wide, it’s beautiful!!!!!” 


Details | Prose Poetry | |

Rich Man Poor Man

Human tastes vary and so are the desperate cravings to capture the best in human ambition,
A more desperate thirst for fame, riches and for power can be a low, vulgar bitter taste,
I admire the spirit of the man who sees richer recompense as a sign of alleviated misery,
And I see goodness in smiles and enlightened hearts of happy people that enjoy their life,
Men who enjoy what's free in life, the softness a beauty of a June night and warm breezes,
The calm clear loveliness of a dark sky where moon beams shine and an evening star glows,
Acknowledging wonder as the smallest sounds of the night, owl's hooting, crickets singing,
Enjoying the night time smell where different breezes unlock, the sweetest secret essences,
It could be the leafy aroma of the trees or the scents of many wild lovely forest flowers,

 
A man who knows the price of a wives 'I love you' when he comes home from his daily work,
A man who knows the value of money and would rather his name valued in poor mans prayers,
There are two choices in this world, greed or contentment but they do not go hand in hand,
So we see these choices as two garments spread out for your selection, which do you choose,
One is tattered slops of your own righteousness for ambition, to waste life chasing money,
Or be happy and live in a world that you can enjoy and afford, no one banging on your door,
Choosing between the two seem to be very simple and even a child would tell which one it is,
The fact is most grown men would choose the road to ambition and riches and all its burdens,
To these men a brilliant morning sunshine means nothing, a morning mist on a lake is wasted.

To rush through life chasing gold, not hearing curlews in far off moors, is the poor man,
The rich see joy on a beautiful day listening to quails piping from green corn in twilight,
To feel a flush of happiness along margins of a beach, waves break in flame at your feet,
To hear strokes of an oar, somewhere in the dim obscure and list, wild cries of the tern,
A plover that never sleeps soundly, sweeps past and plunges onward, until gone from sight,
The man who understands real treasures in life, remembers happy times, into his last days,
Greedy men remember too late when old and grey, reflecting through an ocean of wet tears,
These musing men spring forward forgetting poetry of the ocean and a new mornings sunrise,
Then let them go from beauty, the understanding of beauty is wasted, the poor man is rich.  


Details | Free verse | |

Humming Bird Moths At Moon Rise

Luna flower spread open scented blossom
In response to the full moon's soft yellow glow
So much designed like a Sand Dollar
Amazing the resemblence even with first sight

Humming Bird Moths drawn to the glowing white
The irresistable beauty and appealing scent
Ten were buzzing, humming drinking nectar
From white beauty by only moonlight

Ants were working even at night 
Drawn to the goodness that will leave at dawn
Preparing a storehouse of goodness for winter
So that the species can survive to rule summer picnics

That scented sticky nectar must be delicious
Tasting like a very rich clover honey
So sweet that just a tiny amount sweetens
So many slices of simple bread

Amazing the blessings to enjoy from simplicity
The simplest things in life sometimes give goodness
That wealth can't provide
Sometimes wealth has gardens but not enjoyed


Details | Ballad | |

Neptune, Mystic lady

In mythology Neptune is male. But in astrology she represents unconditional love. 
which to me is a feminine thing. 


Neptune, Mystic Lady.

Neptune, sweetest mystic maid
They call you yang! Yet can’t they see?
That you, you be the mystic Mother,
You symbol purest mystery.
Ruling Pisces with your beauty,
Two fishes swim, the one each way
You point each soul unto each journey
“The Tao! Yes you be the way.

“Poets, musicians gather round me”
That’s what Neptune seems to say.
Her way be easier via Pisces,
Yet you may get there any way.
But don’t you fight her, or confusion
Might drive you to insanity.
Or drugs, or booze may beckon to you,
Young Neptune well she must be free.

Neptune says “Come on, disolve now,
Find out, you be the ocean too,
Each wave it be its own creation,
Of something that be ever new”
Oh Neptune “love with no conditions”
You be each souls own destiny,
You be the all, filled bold with beauty,
Oh, Neptune, maid of mystery.


Details | Rhyme | |

Try to be You

Look outside.
Can't you see?
Not one thing has the same side,
so why are you trying to lose your identity?

I know it's hard,
it always is.
Just look for your card,
it's better than this.

Stop being her.
You will never be identical.
Just be who you were,
before you lose it all.

Now, you may not like yourself,
but we change that.
You just have to look at yourself,
and admit to yourself, you're not that.


Details | Ballade | |

Misty morn in Nornalup

Misty morn in Nornalup

In Nornalup
It’s a cool old winter’s day
The mist it rises from the river
In a grand mysterious way
A grass tree nestles in the center
Of two old spindly trees
As Dawn it seems so very still
No sign of any breeze.

Across the river
The mist hides tall green trees
As dead trees they stand out like ghosts
And what my eyes do see
Is mystery, pure mystery
As all alone am I
In these early morning hours
As the night begins to die

A Pelican floats by
And in his silent form
I feel something so magical
As deep within is born
A song of life, sweet mystic life
As tears flow from my eyes
 Tears of joy, and happiness
As the morning passes by.

8 May 2014 @ 0710hrs.


Details | I do not know? | |

You and I



You and I.


You.

Your heart blazed,
with a warmth of spirit,

soothing,

alluring,

soaked in truth.



Your smile burned,
branding me permanently,

gentle,

tender,

enveloping my being.



Your love was complete,
from the depths of your soul,

unsaid,

yet fierce,

bathed in silent knowing.



Your dreams were poetic,
fluttering in the afternoon breeze,
infused with the distilled essence of rhyme.


I.

I squandered your generosity of spirit.

I vainly discarded your priceless poems.


Now I stand,

alone,

empty,

desolate,

wasting away,

rotting inside, day by day.




Details | Ballade | |

In the hills of Crystal Haven

In the hills of Crystal haven.


In the hills of crystal Haven
Roams a lady of real beauty
Who wanders with the wolves In liberty.
She has left the town of Brookville
To seek what Can't be found
Now she likes to hear the wind among the trees,

She had met this wise old hermit
Poorly washed and all bedraggled
And he had told her what could not be known
As she listened like still waters
In that space that feels like velvet
And now that mystic lady she must roam.

So she wanders all the hillsides
As she listens to the silence
And she talks to her good friends the forest folk.
While meanwhile all the townsfolk
They just laugh and call her crazy
As they point at her, and treat her as a joke.

For none have heard that whisper
That murmurs silence softly
As it comes from somewhere deep within ones soul
Drawing forth the butterfly
That flies one to the mystic
And with a soothing flutter makes one whole.

Dec 9 2003


Details | Free verse | |

The Lord's Peace

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


Details | 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


Details | Blank verse | |

Beauty

The pores of the skin 
Are simply the doors
To the beauty within.


Details | Free verse | |

LET THE SYMBOL STAND

A circle of harmony, symbolizing the
Idealism of peace,
In this world of troubling times, 
We do lean against it's inner bars,
For comforts sake alone.
Let us turn a new page, my friend
In history no more black ink, 
But a greener color a weaved lore wreath,
For the dawning of an age of 
Enlightenment.
Can one hear mother natures voice calling,
It is time for the Eco revolution to begin,
So let us join together and save our world.
Let the winds of change blow free,
What a better symbol to represent,
Than that of peace, waving in open
Air, captured in the morning breeze.
Flower power's generation has come of age,
Dig out those tie-die T-shirts and
Let us represent not with voices,
But with action. 
Light the torch of freedom again,
It's flame needs new kindling,
Stoke it's sacred embers once more,
And allow the modern world to
Know we are American, the country
Illuminating a greener planet. 
By example shall the United States
Stand tall, or fall by natural disaster's
After shock.
The global unity of the brethren, of
Mankind can make a difference,
Let our inspiration be our children,
The future generation, inheritance
Should be something worth the leaving
Of it behind.
A legacy called pride, on a green planet,
Proud of my kindred called humanity,
Let our youth hold their heads up high,
Not low in shame.
Allow the age of peace to stand for
Something meaningful, I'll give the sign
What about you?

BY: CHERYL ANNA DUNN





 





Details | Light Poetry | |

AWAKENING Tagore Poem Recast

Him fountain of eternal joy from 
Where life is renewed, 
Ageing and life to be drained out, exit 
From the world is nigh, 
When suddenly comes a call from him 
Above, who regulates 
The flow of life through cycles of many 
Births and deaths, to stop. 

Suddenly sounds the drum from sky for the 
Second act of play, 
Life really awakens, drooping life 
Joyfully responds to the call; 
The wintry night desolate soon turns 
Into a joyous spring day, 
Undoing death, His rhythm and dance 
Rejuvenates life force. 

The flow of life from star to star 
Follows the rhythm of his dance, 
Freed from the confinement of matters 
Th'Earth finds salvation; 
With multitudinous fruits and grains and 
Flowers of myriad hues 
Her baskets of seasons are filled to the 
Till and brim and all. 

Thus she attains the fulfillment at the 
Touch of his dancing feet, 
The flow of life gushes up from death 
Following incessantly 
The pattern of his rhythm and dance, to the 
Tune of his golden flute; 
In the tornado of this violent dance, 
All that is withered falls. 

The triumphal arch of life is erected 
Midst the joyful tunes, 
And the journey of this spring meanders 
Towards the fountain again. 

This poem was originally written in Bengali Language by Rabeendranath Tagore. Its Bengali Title was Udbodhan. It was then translated into English by Mr. Rabeendranath Choudhury who expressed his wish that somebody from some other generation may attempt the rest so that all the English-speaking people may enjoy India's Pride. And here it is, slightly edited and recast in the true poetic form by P.S. Remesh Chandran, Editor, Sahyadri Books & Bloom Books, Trivandrum. 

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Details | Free verse | |

Am I Still Forgiven

I did it again; I need forgiven.
Will He still forgive me even though I've fallen before?
I've fallen into these same sins countless times before;
I still haven't learned my lesson.
I am an ignorant hypocrite.
Am I still forgiven?


Details | Rhyme | |

Through the seasons of life

I was born on a snowy day
not cold at all
in my parents' embrace
as love surrounded me.

 
I walked in the spring
with a bit of chill
but warmed by the beauty burgeoning
as trees dress in green, the air fragranced filled.

 
I walked in the summer
with the sun in my eyes
Tear filled by the joy of nature
as I walked with you by my side.

 
I walked in the fall
with great wisdom
for all that I learned, the value that I know
what remains is the love I feel and own.

 
And the cold gave me the strength to endure
learning to stay warm inside
And the beauty of youth
gave me the dreams that I could fly
Through summer's heat and thunder storms
I learned that love is what makes it all worthwhile
And in the Autumn I felt no fear
For God had carried me all the while.

By CarolineCecile
Copyright 12/01/11
 


Details | Free verse | |

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 | Verse | |

Aye, Spanish Needles

Aye, Spanish Needles, far from native shore
We the Diaspora exult to meet
Though our station, not what we dreamt of yore
Is battered by grimy dust and slimed sleet
Aye, Spanish Needles, still unbowed you stand
A dazzling prince in a far foreign land.

Dreaming gold reposed on ivory stars
Where evening's chill draws near the weary night
Shining still despite dusty mannered cars
Aloof in their suburban hedge from blight  
I see you huddled in mass fore my eyes
Aching through El Dorado's balmy sighs 

Extreme doubt supposed in old poet's tale
Of woodland springs and love's certain patience
Your hardy forms admit a desert gale
Thrashing grim your tropic resilience,
Beside beaten edges, and brackish yards
Still hold time's beauty against fate's crude cards.

Aye, Spanish Needles, resident aliens
From another shore, what long age brought you
From the ocean's salt milk, and fresh grievance
To stake your claim to Conquistadors' clue
This Florida had breast to fountain new youth?
Will you now tell islands this empty truth?

Juan Ponce De Leon took back nothing too
Except the joy of the great river here
But I have seen gold softened by silk dew
On regal petals protesting time's wear
And I have kept better company than
Ribault, Jackson, or the old Cowford clan. 

Aye, Spanish Needles, brother of the earth
With me, dare my heart now its hope to green
Like you from this rustic place telling mirth
In golden gold and whitest white yet seen
Something in your character is changed here
Something common is now a beauty rare.

It is the mettle of our birth for each pain
To mirth, and wear love's beauty like the stars
Singing redemption songs with tears for rain
And count for medals our battles bright scars
Aye, Spanish Needles, bright golden and white
My heart like a ship rejoice you hold the light.


 



















Beside the beaten edge in full abandon
There prolific in your numbers, a car
Of rubbery resilience, in my


Details | Free verse | |

MY WINTER WONDERLAND

 A land of ice and snow, a picture perfect postcard,
It is here I walk alone, lost in thought, of glories utter 
Amazement surrounding me.
Draped across the pine branches of evergreen, frozen white
Lace glistens, in the December sun.
Raw wilderness lain exposed, on a canvas of bare natural beauty.
Freedom's unexplored world, lies outstretched before me,
In this my wintery wonderland.
Crisp is the wind, blowing against my skin, it sends
An icy chill downwards, but I notice not.
I'm a dreamer set adrift, engulfed by a poets
Yearning, to put words of inspiration, onto an empty page.
Heavy steps, crunch the layers texture beneath, nay
I'll remain still, soaking in this forest portrait. 
Before these eyes, I'm unable to grasp everything,
There is to be seen, but ti’s a spiritual moment,
Of reflection, in clarity's vision.
The mountains breath, is a thin chilling mist,
A fine thin halo, placed upon rocky peaks majesty, by the
God's themselves, a majestic crowning of divine design.
Covenanting these exteriors hardened edge,
It gives a taste of harsh flavor, to this natural
Paradise left undiscovered.
The blue hews of the sky, are Chris-crossed by
The northern lights, aroura's multifcolored rainbows,
Dancing in the Alaskan horizon.
An echoing peace lives here, a quite tranquility,
Humanity has forgotten for progress.
It is a magicial essecces of soilitude, that
Speaks to ones inner being, a purity in the
Meaning of exsistence.
Within my little cabin, I'll rest, beside the fire side,
Warming these aching bones.
 But the mind remains alive and alert, sparked by
A higher powers kindling, a flame, egnited with imagination,
In this my wintery wonderland.

BY: CHERYL ANNA DUNN


 


















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Moon

Might I ask about what the moon means to you?
It means the world revolves in a transcending path with a satellite.
Why does the moon shine in the midnight sky?
It shines because it is a guide between the world of the dead and the living.

So does the moon fill the air with hope?
The moon itself is hope for people.
Why does the moon pull us in with such soul searching?
It is because we feel that the moon is part of our every day life.

Children who asks these questions; I have strive to tell them some truth,
And for the adults out there I created a little Moon lite poem to sooth.

So the moon is our light in the darkest hour of the night
With romance in the air that is so bright
We all hold hands once in a moonlit walk
And with such passion we would talk
The moon gives us our pull on each others heart
With a dinner that we take part
The ritual of wooing ones heart is a great feeling of love
The moon is always there to shine right above
In time we think we are blinded by the moon 
But to tell you the truth it reflects the sun light during midnight noon
It gives out a warmth in the darkness
We probably do not think of it less
Because the moon is our memories of our past 
It shows it everyday and night and always last

April 13, 2013


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Time -part 2-

Even then though—you ask how!
How can she not return the hatred!
But we humans cannot think so beyond
To even dare comprehend the mystery sentiments she possesses
Surrounding her are twelve unattainable senses
That we only know from a single mind’s imagination
Like space she is enigma
And she will wander there without any question
Her senses are twelve sojourners that never tire
Watching with melodious eyes
Some see darkness and some see light
And none are ever affected by the garish dark
Or even the furious bright
Only Time can tell
What the multiple futures hold
But she is patient and silent
Speaking for all of our burning minds
Anger often burns our sides
For we do not want her silent comfort
Her hints seer us and overbear us
Were it be truth we would see it as deceit 
Were it deceit we would at last find her a flaw
We want everything now
And for that we suffer
And she is confused by our abhorrence
But she is intelligent, brave and belligerent 
And she cuts no slack
She will give none back
But in forwardness she is abundantly generous
Feeding us futures of hope
Her thanksgiving is art to those at death’s door
Those that make it in the uncertainty of night’s long abode
Some think her cruel to have them live on
But she had no choice in the matter
She is merely a vigilante
And in that vision—a humble giver
Time sees the rulers of this world
And smiles as she sees them go
May you not think her cruel to smile
To think that she thinks us inferior 
For it isn’t so!

Time is on our side
But we are ever against her
Ever against her
 
8/5/13
(note: This was meant to be one full poem, but I could not fit it on one page. Thank you kindly for reading)


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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


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BACKSTREETS OF PARIS - Monsieur L'Vampyre

BACKSTREETS OF PARIS -  MONSIEUR L'VAMPYRE
One spring and sunny day I set my sight
behind my darkened lenses, feigning night,
so I might stroll in my own way
and see what's life in light of day,
my thread put to my back, I travelled light;

when Paris comes to all its greenery,
there's not a sight that means so much to me
as flowers holding to the hair
of Mademoiselles out ev'rywhere,
and laughing children, that's how life should be.

The beat of Paris leads a steady pace
and if you stop, you're holding up the race
there's not enough time in a day
to walk all of Champs Elysees
and so you miss the smile of ev'ry face.

But there are places few would care to go
with streets so narrow, darkness is the glow,
where yesterday's not in the past,
but here and now, and here to last,
with cobble stones laid many years ago;

a world of silence, far from natures care,
a place of echoes, snapping here to there;
the signs of life flow past your feet
and to the Seine, just down the street,
but leaves its scent, it's with you ev'rywhere.

This is a time, more than a place to be,
the soul of Paris few can ever see,
the very secrets of her heart,
where light of Paris had its start,
and left here for the very likes of me.

You hear her whisper in the mid of day,
or you might hear a concertina play,
but all that's Paris surely lies
right here for you before your eyes,
and it's the dream Parisians want to stay.
© ron wilson aka Vee Bdosa the Doylestown Poet


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Butterflies Are Free To Fly

Butterflies Are Free To Fly
(Written by Josie Parrelli)

Sunlight shines through the window pane
I look and see my butterfly
The one that was wounded not so long ago
The beauty of your ray of colours
Your sunshine, your love, your beauty
Your eternal vibrancy emerging through
Through hurt you hid away
A muted wing a stunted speech
You hid your light away
Afraid to fly

Looking at the bloom entow
Wanting to be that butterfly you have always meant to be
You drew your curtains thinking you weren’t deserving of this
This life of goodness
I knew you would come back
To emerge and reach out when you where free
When you felt ready to fly

Butterflies Are Free To Fly
Flying high in the sky like a phoenix rising
Never hiding your eternal beauty away
Knowing it’s safe to look outside your home
I knew you would land we’re you’ve always meant to be
I’ve always seen it
I’ve loved you so long

Life is different when you see things through the pure eyes
The pure heart
The one of sincerity
As you put one foot in front of the other, retracing your steps
Learning to fly again 
You see the sunshine, you see the love, you see the truth
Your wing has healed, your heart emerged, your confidence soaring

You’ve removed the curtain
The wing has healed 
Your speech strong and concise
Speaking in a voice that will always be heard and never abandoned again

© Josie Parrelli 2011


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Time Flies

Time Flies...
When in great conversation, perhaps of one
day ruling the nation.

Time Flies...
As one daydreams of colourful beauty within a carnation.

Time Flies...
While you enjoy playing fetch with your pet dalmatian.

Time Flies...
On the Islands delighted by a week for two vacation...

Time Flies...
As you constantly gaze into a elaborate illustration...

Time Flies...
When one has a unique brilliant maybe genius creation...

Time Flies...
While one is blindly involved in lives temptation...

So get pleasure from ones daily agendas,
Live life with No Regrets,
Take delight throughout ones journey,
Relax and explore the essence and beauty of life,
As Time Flies....


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Disillusioned

Now I'm just a failure
Too afraid to make a mistake.
I've already been there,
Stuck in a route that leaves no breaks.
What is Your plan for me Father?
At once I thought I knew.
Now I'm disillusioned;
Please bring me back to You.


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I Am So Very Thankful

I’m So Very Thankful… I’m so thankful for everything the Lord has made... Everything he’s created… His beauty is displayed! I’m so thankful for the breath I have to breathe… Until that one day, from this earth, I shall leave. I’m so thankful for the way God has made so evident. The principles of his word… Are so relevant! I’m so thankful for the beauty and glory he’s shown… It has brought blessings and healing to my home! I’m so thankful for the many things he’s done for me… He’s given me his love which flows abundantly! I’m so thankful that each day,.. Is another to live for him… He’s taken away my pain and has forgiven every sin. I’m so thankful that I can write these words from my heart. I know that he’s with me. And he’ll never depart! I’m so thankful that you’re reading what I’ve been saying… May this cause you to once again start praying! I pray that this same Jesus I know… Who’s merciful and kind… Will speak words of hope to you and give you a peace of mind. I pray that before you go to bed and this day has ended. You’ll allow Christ to have your heart “amended.” Thank you Lord! For what you’ve done and are going to do… It’s another way that I can say “I LOVE YOU!” Thank you Lord! For all that I‘ve received and so much more… You’ve made my life complete… And are worth living for!


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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!


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I Feel You

Its there I want to feel your curves drip in wetness.
To feel your chills turn cold as I drive you up the wall.
I want taste your pleasure with my tongue as I run wild.
Wild through your valleys I can hear the waterfall run.
Drip,drip your juices flow from deep within..
The heat unbareable but a pleasure none the less.
It's winter time but I'm sweating like summer is here.
As you find me at play up and down your bodies sensation.
My lips you feel tugging your emotion as they gently kiss your curves.
The spots I hit you've never known this before.
As I find everyone that puts you in a twitch and a awh of the moment.
The peaks are hard as snow cap mountains in a winter blizzard.
Our bodies skin to skin all wrapped in loves pleasures.
The moment we share be of great spirit and soul devine.
But the love we play through our emotion only to find.
To find that we both most want and that is to be near and loved.
But to be stripped and done in a way none other has ever know.
But to pleasure you through and through as I kiss you softly.
I just want to explode in the excitement of two in love.
But feel you next to me naked and both us sweating as the fan blows through.


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I Stand, Alone



I stand, alone.

Scratching for my truths,
peeling away the veneer,

I stand, alone, before this
impregnable cliff so sheer.

Cocooned in my solitary shell,
wrenching a smile from a tear,

I stand, alone, a little odd,
and definitely quite queer.

I stand, alone.


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Kiss the Rain

Time off from the chaotic rhythm of the office
Exhausted from a long day’s work
Never mind, for tomorrow is a chance to peep
In the blue haze of early morning

Another day, another chance
Of a wishful thinking of the seventh heaven
That a Godsend may soon fall to earth in drops
To break the silence of the morning

I need the rain to accompany me
And lull me into a deep therapeutic easiness
Unbosoming the thoughts of turning back time
Between playful stomping and dancing on water puddles

The cloud drifted on to reveal a blinding cloudburst
The first sign of a light drizzle gave hope
Therefore, I looked upward to the gossamer layers of clouds
As railing rains trickle down my face
I opened my parched lips and closed my eyes to kiss the rain


23 February 2013


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I Am A Spark Of Life

A spark of life
Fire in my belly
Giving what I have
Serving you
Honouring, who I truly am
Loving you, in return


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Forever Changed

No longer here to sulk;
That only yields more pain.
Here I am to live these words:
I am forever changed.


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Soul Beat

Run into my heart;
Run right into my arms.
I will never let you go;
I am yours forever, please know.
You make my soul beat;
You bring me back to life.
God, thank You for this love;
God, thank You for this life.


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The soft whisper

Looking at me

Deep in me I feel a soft whisper
It seems to be beckoning me
I glimpse it, but it don’t ever linger
It just gives me these glimpses endlessly
Yet always I know that it be with me
I have known it since that time eternity
And I know I’ll keep on looking
Forever, and forever
For that sweet little whisper of me

There is nothing can be said about it
Every explanation will be wrong
Cause words they have no power to convey it
Though often it is felt within a song
I know that I’ll be doing it forever
I’ll always be looking at me
I don’t need to ask the questions
Just have to look, that’s all
Keep asking ‘Am I her so endlessly.

I’m looking, I’m looking, hey, I’m looking
There is no way to stop this carry on
It seems that I’ll be looking
Looking, looking, looking
It’s the only way to bid the fear ‘be gone!’

I swear to you I cannot understand it
And yet this fact don’t bother me at all
I just keep looking like a mad man
I don’t care If, I’m wise or just a fool
‘Am I here, am I here’ I keep on saying
And always with this question I will be
I’m going to look, and look, and keep looking
Every day you’ll find me looking at me.

Another dedication to John Sherman..


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Resting Spirits

up on the hill where you can just about see heaven 
thats where a spirit goes when it's concious is guilty of sin 
the spirit rests till it's own will can see 
all things that were are and will ever be 

if I wait till the dawn rises the reflection will stare 
straight twords the soul untill God's will is there 
up twords the sunlight follows the brilliant suns glare 
back from the heavens with all new flare 

where there is an opalesence look to the new moon 
follow it's shadows in a monthly gracefull swoon 
peacefullness in it's patterns a place away from the suns doom 
Carry me there away from here resting in it's shadows 
here in my souls cocoon


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A Gorgeous Fatty!!

Bodyweight !.. I constantly gain..
Diet Regime ..gone in vain...
My body- totally out of shape..
Gymnasium is a total waste!


Huge shoes and clothes size-jumbo,
They tease me"Fatty Little Bumbo".
They say I'm fat and call me a ball,
Or they say I am huge wall.


Elephant, Hippo , they call me animal names,
All these words put me to total shame..
Hydrogen balloon , I am to some,
Hurting comments..yet I keep mum..


With tears rolling down my chubby cheeks..
Lonely and dejected I sit on the beach..
"Yes I'm Fat!", I scream aloud..
"Yet I'm happy and very proud!"


Confidence rises with my self esteem,
Happy and joyful, now I seem,
To all hurting comments, with a "Thank you" I smile
Leaving commenters surprised for  a while..


Slowly though, one day they ask..
"Don't you feel like taking us to task ?"
"We hurt you and call out names to you..
And you only respond with a polite Thank you?"


To Them I say "Yes!, I'm fat..
So you tell me how to solve that ?
All diet and efforts have gone in vain..
Does that mean I live in shame ?"


"Comments from you , the beautiful! 
Are compliments for me -the ugly fat Bull!"
My words make them feel terrible..
For ridiculing me they feel miserable..


Soon,  towards me their attitudes change..
"Lady!! You are very beautiful! " together they claim
"Your inner beauty triumphs over our appearance..
Fat is Ugly..is  our wrong inference.."


"Ultimate beauty !..is the beauty within...
That matters more..than being thin.".
Then they say "You are a gorgeous little beauty"..
And I wink" A gorgeous little fatty"!!


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Simply not infatuation

When I first met you 
you were so cute that
my brain just couldn't compute 
so I went mute
 As I stared in awe 
Wanting to know you
Noticing that 
the reason my heart ached was 
 because of you
A girl much more than a pretty face 
I never wanted to make love out of lust
but then I realized 
that it was in you I trust
So I must change 
to show you
this isn't simply a fascination 


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AM ALIVE NOT DEAD

Crazy how when one problem is solved,
Another one arises,
When one thing is lost,
we find another one,
When we give up
someone else moves up,
When we think its the end of the road,
the journey has just began.

Crazy how when one stops hurting,
worry wants to take over,
When we are down and crushed to dust,
freedom calls, wanting to sweep you away like the wind.
Crazy how when i cry,
I realize am normal,
I have emotions and tears.

Funny how When my life is out of control,
When am broken and hurt,
Scared, thinking that this crazy world,
Is going to bring me down,
i find a reason to smile
I realize AM ALIVE NOT DEAD.


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Your true beauty lies right underneath the surface



Your true beauty lies right underneath the surface

Written By Dean Masciarelli

November 10, 2010 (4:22am)


Your true beauty lies
right 
underneath the surface

And it cannot 
be seen by most

Except for your friends 
and your loved 
ones who are truly close

Yet your outer beauty 
may only be temporary

Embrace it with passion 
and enjoy it while it lasts 

Because it will 
fade away quickly

But no matter how old you get 
try to remember that your inner 
beauty will always shine through

Because your true beauty 
lies 
right underneath the surface


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Growing Older And Hopefully Wiser

If this is how it's supposed to be,
Then, baby, I can't wait!
If this is just a taste,
Maturing will be great!


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I Messed Up

Lord, please forgive me.
I need You.
I messed up.
Please, save me.
Thank You.
I trust You.
I love You.
I am a hypocrite.
Please, change me.
Thank You.
Amen.


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The super artist

The super artist

With each, sweet, precious moment
There’s a different kind of show
As I sit and watch these Tingle trees
How they glisten, how they glow!
Soft branches dance on cooling breeze
Beyond the river shore
Reflecting colours on the rivers sheen
As it sparkles more and more.

Am I standing here in Heaven?
What be this wondrous bliss?
That comes from all this beauty?
I’m mesmerized by this
As the sun shines on those Tingle trees
And I watch this picture show
A feeling soft and beautiful
Within my heart does glow.

There has to be some power
In the heavens up above
Who keeps this sun a shining
He’s an artist filled with love
He has those special powers
To fill each soul with bliss
As his colours fill the Universe
When he the World does kiss.

26 July 2013 @ 1322hrs.


Written for the 'Beauty contest'


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Be here now

Be Here Now.

Now I’ve known fear my whole damned life
And I’ve seen worry, and I’ve seen strife.
‘Been afraid of living and afraid of dying
‘Been reading lots and I’ve been lying.
Acting like I know the story;
The fall to Hell, and the rise to glory.
But now I know, that I know naught
And I know that Truth, it can’t be taught.

But sometimes I do come upon
Some wise man who may sing his song
In such a way, I see the truth.
I see it clear, don’t need no proof.
With eyes like oceans, mystic orbs!
He’ll look in me and I’m absorbed.
And his words come out, so all in tune
Just fingers pointing at the moon.

These guys they speak of a mystic state.
When I hear them, I don’t hesitate
To believe each word that comes through them
As each they say the same again.
“Be here now! my friends” they say
“It’s the only time there is”
And the truth of this be in those eyes
And their faces filled with bliss…

2003.


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No One Can Be Better Off Than Me

When the light of day is climbing 
And all the words I’ve heard are rhyming
And everyone around me laughs and sings;
When the sky looks so appealing as I gaze into her ceiling,
No one can be better off than me.   

When the rivers’ slowly rolling 
And kisses I have stolen
From someone in my life dear life did bring;
While staring up at stars in space and I still see her lovely face,
No one can be better off than me.

As the moon is full in measure 
And I’m gazing at that treasure 
Shining down on oceans as we dream;
When dew in grass is fading fast 
And time is lost both near and past,
No one can be better off than me. 

When now and then I see a friend
From back inside my bank of memories;
Or when wheat fields lay a ‘golden
And a crimson rose is unfoldin’,
No one can be better off than me.

And when summer dies before my eyes
And like a bird I’m ready to fly free;
I pray that I can still love more
On both sides of that mighty shore
For no one could be better off than me.   
 


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Secret Touch

God created woman
Just as God created man
However I think woman are the most precious
Let me help you understand
A woman bares fruit that a man cannot produce
Just a man has has certain tools, which some women are desperate to put to use
Women are different, sensual and soft inside
The exterior isn't always that way
Look hard enough & her simplicity you may find
Yes we are complicated and at times hard to read 
We are strong and slick at the mouth
Some of us full of lust and greed
Yes that sounded blunt
However my words blunt and true
You know some of these descriptions somehow express the woman in you
Long hair, Short hair and some straight bald
Different shapes and sizes
Different explicit names we are called
A woman I am, And Women I  love
To my appeal, there's nothing like a woman's touch
The softness of her lips
Like the Silk of my sheets
The beauty of her presence
The innocence that glows while she sleeps
The curves of her shape i see clearly through a tinted screen
A woman's Ora is like a drug
So I guess most men are considered feigns. 
They say its a mans world
Which is quite comical to me
Because without women in this world 
A man cant even succeed
We are the back bone
We are the foundation
Women are a blessing
A blessing with complications
I love my gender
And trust when I say they love me
Two women powered together
With that only Glory I foresee
Look at us women
The world is blessed to have us
Believe me when I say
There's nothing like a woman's touch


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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


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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!


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A Perfect Painting

If one is compelled to stay longer,
If one’s senses are assailed,
If one is driven to suppose its motivation,
If one is urged to seek detail,

If the palette makes its statements,  
If each stroke helps one define,
If the subject can be seen anew,
If one seeks to know the artist’s mind,

If one sees therein a beauty,
If one somehow identifies,
If one feels their heart is touched,
If one is thankful for their eyes,

If one is moved to remember,
If one can see it in one’s mind,
If one is pushed to revisit,
If one seeks out more in kind,

If the painting is acclaimed or 
If it's “art” to only one;
Then it’s a perfect painting,
And its work is done.


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that's the slippery slope of duality ~

in the congress of Love
only Loving is the Truth
and that's the Beauty of beholding
with a realEYEsed look that dares to see
that Truth like Beauty is relativity --

so, look 'n look 'n really see
with eyes the heart has seared with fire,
that passionate insanity on the sharp edge of desire
where the fool and saint are one and the same
as players in the play of this duality game --

promulgate your Truth as if a wave on the Sea
where waves all gather but disagree
yet often move from deepest blue
as if they were both me 'n you

such are these terms
of endearment made merry
with sounds that alliterate 'n show
the tender moments Lovers know


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BARNEGAT BAY

Down on the waterfront, with a fine view of the bay,
Through autumn’s first of many leafs bathing Barnegat Bay on far-descended glory
See where the shivering sea-gulls go and play in year drops
All is a compliment to receive before those hungry lovers.

The ocean, blue by the depth water on-coming winter
And, driven by drifting winds off-shore a visitor smiled in front of this magnificence,
To find a pretty grace from God’s beginning.

The eye-filling day is full from the introductory clouds of flesh and yellow leaf
She will fall more and from the off-shore sea-gulls keep playing, and without
A sound they narrow in circle everywhere and a visitor must write a last
Note from his stay: a welcome-song on the grain of sand because more 
Leafs will fall… More sea-gulls will fly and play, and, driven from this unspotted 
Site, a visitor will kiss the sun and not spoil the natural work within him.

There is a trinity of consecrated laughers in such spectacle to whom
We poets dream and through light and show of autumn how picturesque New Jersey 
Glowing underneath the sitting sun. 


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A Love Story in ABC format

All I will say is how I did my best ever day to say you are my love
Before I go to bed and before I wake up I pray above
Cluing you with the best of my affections that I hope you see
Did you know that everyday I look at you my day is pleasant and that is the key 
Everyone that knows me knows that you are the one for me
Friends and family love you as much as I expect to be
Going forward with all my heart I give you my love unexpectedly
Holding your hand while walking and whispering to your ear I love unconditionally
In my heart I expect in return is a smile of faith
Just when we look into each others eyes in love we bathe
Kindly we speak to each other with passion
Life we have together we love our every hug and kisses in occasions


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EYE Don't See -Part 4-

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

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

Why do you spoil me rotten with your fatherly affection?

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

Eye 
cherish 
that 
REMARKABLE 
moment 


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Today I hit the wetland trails

Today I hit the wetland trails

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

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

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

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

15 August 2013 @ 1350hrs.


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In a land of Christmas dreams

There’s a special place not to far - you know
A special place where we all can go
A place where dreams run as free as our mind
A place where we stop the happiest of times
To live our fullest at being who we are
To share and listen in each others beliefs of who we are.
To be happy being who we are

In a land of Christmas dreams
Is a special place for you and me
Somewhere to go and always see
How truly life can really be

Listen to our loved ones how we want to be heard
Understanding completely with out stating a word

Where giving is a pleasure with a hug and a kiss
Open minds and hearts and feelings as this

In a land of Christmas dreams

In a land of Christmas dreams
Is a special place for you and me
Somewhere to go and always see
How truly life can really be

For this beauty of freedom and dreams
Every night stares at you in your sleep
This giving and caring is special indeed
This giving and caring is shared between you and me

Expressing our gracious love for our friends and family
Always supporting our love and devotion
Being there for each other through times thick and thin
Always to return strong in message of the truth within

In this land of Christmas dreams
All of it’s beauty of freedom sings
Every night sings to you in your sleep
This giving and caring is special indeed
For this giving and caring of Christmas dreams
Is all behind the spirit of you and of me.


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The beauty of the wetlands

 
Have you seen, lake Joondalup
In Yellagonga there?
Oh what a lovely place she be
There’s wild life everywhere
It be a precious wonderland
Of trees and birds and flowers
 It’s a place that be so beautiful
All filled with natures power

Frogs, they croak, and insects sing
And the birds in all their glory
They sing from trees all bent and gnarled
Such a blessed song it be
As breeze it plays it’s melody
And trees dance gracefully
To leave the mind without a doubt
That there be a deity

I walk these trails most every day
As I’m stunned by the sweet power
Of everything that’s beautiful
Every tree and every flower
And bird, and beast and tiny insect
Do tell a wondrous story
Of life among these wetland spaces
All filled with precious glory



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Beyond What's Seen

You do not know what I see
I see you crying next to me
I see your pain, I see your tears
Through your laughs, and through the years
Past your mask I see your face
You are hiding in this place
Trust in me, I won't let you fall
You don't have to hide at all

Open up what's in your heart
That is the place I will start
Open up your eyes and see
All that's left is you and me
In the end you'll see the light
Come on, I don't want to fight
Together we will make it through
Come on. Now, It's me and you

Now you can start to feel
How much this love is true and real 
behind your eyes you keep your pain
It's all locked up in your brain
Come on. Now, just let it out
It's okay to scream and shout
I will help you through and through
I will always be with you


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Gods Beauty

I thank your dearly god for all the days
 You've shown us beauty in so many ways
 The crimson sun against the smoky sky
 The speckles of villages from mountains high
 When everything is covered with a film of dust
 Painting your trees 'n shrubs with a film of rust
 September's trees in warm attire all flush
 As they cover their bareness in quite a rush
 The fires that creep over the hills at night
 A pretty red rope is all that's in sight
 So much awe in the wake of destruction
 As all your creatures struggle to function
 Under October's sun bearing down
 Upon the ground completely brown
 The rivers trickle to an absolute nil
 As all the land becomes deathly still
 Upon the flats as the heat's haze lingers there
 Survival a must we can hardly bear
 But the trees remind us it again soon will rain
 As in faith their green leaves refutably remain
 As the darkened clouds upon the horizon meet
 The hope in the air drifting past is sickly sweet
 The parched earth eagerly waits to greet
 The large drops of manna falling at its feet
 And we all breath a large sigh of relief
 As with the waters gift, gone is the grief
 Thank you god for all we go through
 When we can't really see what's true
 Time in its circle such a complex thing
 We know healing u always will bring
 So much beauty does abound
 That faith can always be found.


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The Sieve of Time



The Sieve of Time



Cast ashore,
along the banks of time,

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


Cast ashore,
thrust into an unrehearsed pantomime,

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


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

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


Cast ashore,
flung aside for no discernible crime,

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

I stagger ashore, 

alone,

embracing each moment of detached, oblivious time.



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World We Live In

I sit in the classroom
Start of a brand new year
I am really nervous
New students, surround me
They come from diverse cultures & backgrounds
None that I am familiar with
It’s like God gathered the whole world 
And placed us together
In one, tiny classroom

I admire the beauty of their different coloured skins
It’s like gazing at a mesmerising masterpiece
Neither human nor artist can replicate that kind of beauty and colour
God’s colour palette, extraordinarily vast!
I love the way their eyes stand out
Beautifully matching, their shade of skin tone
Warm and welcoming eyes
White, shiny teeth
Hearty laughs
Everyone’s so friendly!

Going about my school work
I listen to them talk
Talking in their native tongues
The rhythm and tones of the sounds, so fluid
I noticed they think before they speak
Where most people I mix with ‘blurt’ stuff out
I love the way they pronounce things in English
Faces full of expression, lots of hand gestures
Wanting to be understood, validated

I like the clothes the cultural people wear
Bold and bright colours 
Shiny, printed and patterned fabrics
Where I choose to wear black, most days than not
I turn my attention 
To the others in the room
They are dribbling on about nothing
Nothing, worth listening to!

Drawn back to the cultural people 
I notice some come across as sad, scared or timid
Often too shy, to speak up
To say what their thoughts or opinions are
I wonder if each knows how beautiful they truly are
I can’t wait to learn from all these new people
I am blessed to be surrounded by so many races and nationalities
What an amazing, wonder-filled world 
We ‘all’ are privileged, to live in!


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Natures Treasure Chest

Natural glory is ours from Heaven’s sun.
Always continuing blessed from above.
True vivid colors to see lots of fun,
United and bonded out of God’s love.
Rebirthing of blooms again and again,
Explicit beauty flows from every petal.
Spiritually glowing, glistening again and again,

Toward the sky shining like metal,
Rewards not only from beauty alone,
Each of us enjoys the bounty that we eat.
All the fruits and vegetables so well known,
Sensual tastes and smells a special treat.
Up from the root nutrient flow,
Releasing so many flavors that cannot be weak,
Exploding with vitamins to make us glow.

Challenge not the prizes from our earth.
Health is a treasure we all should seek.
Each of us should have had since birth.
Search for hearty, silver and gold every week.
Toil not; devour Mother Nature’s worth.


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The Unusual Fragrance

The unusual fragrance looms above my room, 
Its owner not yet known, 
Its purpose still a mystery I assume 
Sweeter than any other fragrance I ever own, 

Its mood is ataraxia, 
Cold soothing scent, texture so smooth, 
Like dying in a peaceful euthanasia, 
I have it trapped in a booth, 

Smells like angels on a spring break, 
Dancing gloriously in the water fall, 
With a rattling feeling like an earth quake, 
Its particles bouncing from wall to wall, 

Clogged in my mind is a fog of disconcert, 
As I battle my feeling to a perfect stranger, 
The feeling of unrest causes discomfort, 
As the unusual fragrance puts my heart in danger,


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RAMBLING ROSE

RAMBLING ROSE

Struggling towards the light amongst
the weeds and cast-off junk
it’s survival a minor miracle 
in these deprived surroundings
the solitary rose bends and twists
to find a place to flourish
from where did it come? Who planted the seed?
does it matter?

for it is seen, noticed and admired
for its drive to exist
amongst a landscape of broken, 
discarded and unwanted debris
it blooms a thing of rare beauty
a testament to determination and courage
bringing hope, joy, happiness
and much needed inspiration
so, yes it matters


© DilysBrown Ocotber 2013


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Your Whisper

You whispered in my ear,
a breathy secret, hushed.

“I love you”, you murmured.

I said nothing,
lost, in your arms,
I found a home. At last.

“I love you”, you said,
I said nothing,
lost in my thoughts,
I found peace. At last.

“I love you”, you said,
words failed me then.

They still do.


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My happy mood

I have no cause for alarm
'cause I have nobody to harm
Nor have I harmed anyone and would revenge.
I'm happy 'cause I have no lurk to avenge.

I feels so amazed...
For my dad and mum have said
'Yes' to my Maze and wisdom.
I'm happy they're ready to pole my kingdom.

I am happy 'cause my fists are warm,
My mind is pure and my arm 
Is willing to hug my ally
And feelings to make my foes smile.

By: Abdulhafeez Oyewole

30th March, 2013. 

For:
Donald Williams' 
"What is your primary 
emotion today" Contest.


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On the Wings of an Eagle

If I had the wings of an eagle
I would soar to the heights of the sky,
To look down on the beauty of life itself
And the marvels of creation from on high.

I can imagine all that our Creator does see
As He watches from heaven above,
Every creature, every thing that He has made,
Every beauty, each thing how he must love.

If I had the wings of an eagle
I would soar to the heights of the sky,
To look down on the beauty of life itself
And the marvels of creation from on high.

Can you imagine what it would feel like
To soar through the clouds way up above,
To kiss the edge of Heaven itself,
And feel the touch of God's own love.

Oh, if I had the wings of an eagle
How I could feel so free from earth beneath.
To soar to the very heights of the sky,
And enjoy the quiet of the clouds soaring by.

If I had the wings of an eagle
I would soar to the heights of the sky,
To look down on the beauty of life itself
And the marvels of creation from on high.



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Our Divine Haven

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

I wish you a carefree 
Future


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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……


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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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Morning Marsupials

Morning Marsupials.

It’s half past four, morning time
The sky be dark, dark blue.
As Venus shines there all alone
I see two Kangaroos
They cross the road in front of me
Then on the other side
They stand like statues watching me
All kind of sanctified.

They stand there for a little while
They be so curious
And then into the half lit morning
The two go bounding off.
On this cool fresh summers morning
With the breeze upon my skin
These handsome fellows soothe my soul
And still the minds dull din.

It’s funny, I’ve three cameras
Yet none with me today
If I’d have brought one with me
{As be my usual way}
I’d never see me hide nor hair
Of these sweet Marsupials
I didn’t get no picture
But they were beautiful.


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Hypocrite

I am a hypocrite and look what I just did:
I fell into my darkest pit; now, again, and again.
I thought that I was strong enough to live the truths I said;
Now I realized I'm much too weak; a fool too ashamed to raise his head.
God, please save me, please forgive me, and please give me strength. 
I love You.
I thank You.
I am forever changed.


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THE GEISHA

Mystery's enchantress, whom dwells,
Admits fortunes favored land,
Of the rising sun.
Treasures precious peril, 
Amongst oriental gardens,
 Scared walls.
Delicate flower mistress,
Of silken gowns.
Softness steps, make no sound,
Except sweet whispers music,
Announcing her arrival.
Shedding cherry blossoms descend, 
Under moonlights translucent spell,
The Samurai lays down his sword.
Casting for-get-me-knots toward,
 Four winds temptations.
Forbidden lovers partake, 
Pleasures in stolen silences,
Embrace.
Yielding surrender unto,
 The heart of humanity,
Within deepest chambers,
Recesses the lady weeps,
For loves everlasting embrace.
The Geisha kneels, in prayer.
Behind Ivory skin masquerade,
Perfections doll knows sorrows, 
Truth.
Yet gracefully, she walks away,
A false smile crosses redden lips.
Hidden behind paper laces fan,
Deceptions actress concealed,
Beneath beauties most fare.
Alone figure patiently, 
Awaits nights,
Secret calling,
In the farthest most eastern,
 Garden.
BY: CHERYL ANNA DUNN









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Unworthy Elf

Have i ever told
you how comely
thou art?
 
for you are my
 loveliness
 
the reason i coo
in the awkward feathers
of my fledgling ugliness.
 
 
 
Your voice
like bathing leaves
in nude empty cool fountain.
 
 
 
i your dark elfin shadow.
you pass by
and in supplication
 
i cover my thoughts
with the hood
of my nonconforming robe.
 
 
 
For unworthiness
is the only gnarled key
that bids me
 
sneak  a whisper
into your world
for how often is the monstrous
caught by what
 is most mysteriously beautiful…


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A Shooting Star

Love who you are;
You are a shooting star.
Shining high above the sky,
Your heart reaches out so far!


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Nighttime Wonders

There is a place,
a magical wonderland
that sits at the end of your mind,
and everybody dead and living
goes there when they are tired.
It is a place that is special
and is diffrent to stand to your approval.
It is a nighttime wonder
only open from eleven to five
and you can only come,
if you truely believe.

It is a place
where the streets are paved gold,
peace runs through every corner and avenue,
no jails, no hospitals
because there is no crime and no sickness.
The skies are always blue,
and the clouds are all white,
the sun is blazing hot
and the woman all give you a wink of an eye
and all blow you kisses,
where the men want to be you,
and where the women want to sleep with you.
It is a nighttime wonder,
a special place,
in the back of your mind.
It is real, not imaginary,
nothing is fake about this place,
this is where dreams come true,
where there are no cancers, headaches, toothaches,
no wars, no enemies, no hangovers,
no schools, no politicians, no lawyers, no greed,
no sin, no temptation, no demons or devils;
everything is beautiful, and everything grand.

A piece of Heaven on Earth.
Everyone is happy,
all with a smile on their face,
not a frown in sight.
Songs are sung with the most beautiful of voices
and the sweetest of songs sung.
This place is a nighttime wonder.

When you tuck yourself under the sheets,
grab your pillow, or girlfriend, or boyfriend
husband or wife, or even your favorite stuffed friend,
we all go to this special nighttime wonderland.
A place of joy, a place of happiness,
a place where you go to forget
and enjoy,
a mini vacation.
Till that alarm clock's annyoing buzz comes on
and pulls you out of that nighttime wonder
and places you back into reality.


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Friendly Love

There are a lot of things to say
Why do I feel so alive when you're around?
There’s so much to do today
But how do I get rid of the clouds – shadowy and gray
We're lying on the ground...
Looking at the stars overhead... 

You are my beloved friend – 
Our love won’t break or bend
I’ll love you until the very end…
I’ll love you endlessly…our happiness blends
Like coffee and cream– yum! 
I know…these rhymes are quite dumb…aren’t they? 

Our light will shine and burn out the night 
Maybe there’s a star in the sky that scorches with love 

You are my superb friend – 
Our love won’t wear off or wither away
I’ll love you until the day I die
I’ll love you every day…our delight will be
As sweet as pie – how appealing 
I know…these words are overused…aren’t they? 

Our flight will be as dazzling as the elegant eagle 
Trained to ascend for more than half his life – or we’ll be like the seagull!! 
We could fly there and catch it someday
Fly…fly..fly…with me! Shoot the bull’s eye!
Our love will never die…so don’t say otherwise
Or I’ll sink in dismay


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True Finds

In love am I with a great deal of things
Of wonders on earth, of darker shadowy background
Of artists, of ghouls, of nature’s fools
Of genius soaked in all matter of internal sound
Who knows what cradles these concepts, what lies beneath the admiration
—the reality
The minute…disappointment—it is naught
There it is not until the light hits the bay
Every single detail displayed
And oh, how my judgment is frayed!
By your unfathomable beauteous words, by images I receive so absurd
I imagine lives untold—I fantasize a fib
And make out with it—TRUTH, with darkened veneration
Baffling me, filtering me with joy and mysterious longing
As if by heaven the song sung is from below
Rested on the meadows of our minds
And in our hearts
True…treasurable….finds…


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Heart And Soul

I see in your heart I see Inside your Soul

I feel the feelings only you can see or know

I feel your pain from deep down inside

And know the hurt and feelings combined

Your an Amazing,Sweetheart this you should know

Don't let anyone take that from deep inside your Soul

The hurt you feel the anguish deep down inside

will only go away if you learn to let go and cry

The release is so great and healing. Refreshing I would say

That your heart will grow warmer and warmer each day

The Love you have inside shows in your outer glow

So let that glow reach deep down to where it needs to go

You are Beautiful on the inside and out dont let anyone

ever make you dought. Take control and let your inner

 light glow.. Come on girl let's give them a beautiful show

Don't lighten your glow for anyone you know let it shine

 and always abound..

Just know this to me you are one of the most Beautiful Souls

One of the most precious I have ever encountered on this earth

Although our friendship is beginning to bloom in leaps and bounds

I feel in my heart there is plenty of room for it still to grow

You are the most open, welcoming, sweetheart of a girl that I know

It feels like our friendship has been around forever your already in my soul

I Love you more than words could ever express I'll always be here

to help with any and all Stress or obstacles you go through

So know in me a True friend you have found one that promises to

NEVER let you down!!!!

Written By: Christina Kirks McCullouch

03/17/2013


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A Chipped Heart

A Chipped Heart...


Dreaming, my heart brittle as glass,
my solitary facade a pitiful farce,

shards tearing out of my skin,
seeking release, from cages within,

I am lost, in the dream,
bellowing out a silent scream,

torn from reality, drowning in the now,
yet I refuse,
I refuse to succumb,

I refuse to bow.



My chipped heart, may be wounded,
wreathed in pain,

still,

I believe, love, truth, belonging,

will take my hand,

again...


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Down the Glen I Look by, Olive Eloisa Guillermo and James Fraser

From my window, down the Glen I look Amidst forested slopes, a stretch of water lies Seeing it once can leave the viewer hooked I now know why it's hard to bid goodbye Wandering far, limpid blue loch says hello It's sublime beauty seizes my leisure walk Alongside whisky coloured grass that grows Teeming trees, as the scene greets me in flock Candy fluffy clouds, glide above her waters blue Caressing cliffs, shading all for free Bluebells scents satiates my sense so true It's crystalline fluid beckons me to spree Whether one is local, or a holiday tourist The loch freezes the eye so one can't resist . Written by, Olive Eloisa Giullermo & James Fraser


Details | Rhyme | |

Turn All Your Worries

"I don't know where to go,
And I don't know what to do."
Turn all your worries out to God;
Trust Him,
And He will lead you through.


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When You

I love watching your hands 
when you hold the camera 
when you touch the area 
when you move the spot 
when you caress the glass 
I love to meditate on the art 
describing your joys


Details | Prose Poetry | |

Resting

“Resting”

It is as if the world stood still
A moment froze in time
No sound of water rippling through a stream
For peace possess my mind
I lay alone, my time to rest
A cloud beneath my head
My thoughts my dreams
Of pleasant things
My life is at its best
It is as if the world stood still
Of a time only I could know
As I have laid in a bed of peace
Like sand upon the shore
Escape the scorns of worldly test
My eyes are gently closed
As the scent of roses fills the air
My worries are no more………I rest


Details | Rhyme | |

Happy New Year

As I look back upon another year gone by,
I can't help but remember the moments that changed my life:
The people, the faith that fueled this fire;
If I had to describe this year in one word: Inspired!


Details | Free verse | |

Have You Met Your End

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

From His light

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

Your heart breaks instead of bends
You still have some errands

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

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

WITH ME! *smile* 


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Within Me


Within Me

Flowing through the rivulets of my everyday thoughts,
memories of you surface, gasping for air, breathing in,
permeating, absorbed by the pores of my ageing skin.

Famished, greedily gulping mouthfuls of fractured life,
awash in distant yesteryear, when your feathery kisses,
banished the vacuum, dispelling my anguish and strife.

You are eternally carved, and embroidered into my soul,
I wash ashore, smashing against the boulders of the now,
seeking solace, begging for absolution with my empty bowl.

The book of fate is sealed shut, the tea-leaves have been read,
nothing remains within me, the burden of smiling has been shed.

Now I am stranded, between dreams and the empty years ahead,
searching for forgiveness, in the miles I have yet to wearily tread.



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Midnight

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


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Stars

Morning stars so bright
A gift from so far away
That moment is gone


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In Shallow Roots

We're here to love all God's people
No matter who they are.
Brightness still shines in shallow roots,
Even if the world thinks they've fallen too far.


Details | Prose Poetry | |

A Beautiful Flower

A Beautiful Flower

If one could be a beautiful flower
How would they spend their day
Would they blossom in the adulation
That many others may send its way

Would its spirit nourish the hearts
Of those who are blessed to see
The color of it's very lovely soul
And its wonderful  endearing vibrancy

Or would it shun the light that comes
From the brilliance of a new Sun
Shying away from its special gift
To make a day better for someone

For though it may seem its true beauty
Quickly vanishes over a very short time
I find true value in its enchanting embrace
I'll forever admire in my heart and mind.


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TAKING TIME TO SMELL THE ROSES

The Lord bless you in a very special way in the year 2006. In our society today 
which is very fast paced there is a place you can go to anywhere, at any time, no 
matter what your day may be like. Take time out to smell the roses!!!  Look up 
and around you and you will distinctly  see God's hand of love, mercy, and grace.  
In the people He created, in the tender smile of a child, in the beauty of the blue, 
blue, skies.  In the early morning sunrise, in the beauty of a sunset, every season 
has it's own heavenly beauty.  Each day is a blank page and God  has filled the 
outline through His creation, and He will fill the day with His awesome love and 
smile and help, if we would just let Him!!!  God is still on the throne  and His ears 
are always open to our heart cry.  Take time each day to look up and you will be 
pleasantly surprised at what the Lord has in store for you this day.  He is waiting 
and will reveal Himself to you !!!  You are fearfully and wonderfully made. Your 
destiny is held safely in the palm of His hands.  And know  this day and every day 
that Jesus loves you, with an everlasting love.  Be greatly blessed and 
encouraged.


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living in a dream world

you were there
and so was i
you in youre world and me in mine
yet somehow we werent there at all
and our worlds were just to small
together we would unite
leaving our old worlds behind
creating a new worlds together
one that we would share forever and ever
now here we are
as we have and always will be
in a world that we created
for only you and me
no longer in our own worlds 
but in our dream world


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Be Creative

BE CREATIVE

Being creative
May be addictive
To think right-
Is less might

Rest your muscle
To pen a puzzle
Let your words scream
Bring to pass a dream

Strike men in the heart
Thrust through them like dart
Make the world reason new
But make those that ponder few

Turn your ink to a print,
Let your lines run a sprint
Form a thoughtful world of track
That their pace may run the track

Make the world innovative
And let their thoughts associative
For the word makes the world
So pen and make it called

That the living-
May reason
And those that read
May lead




Details | I do not know? | |

She

She

She smiled, gently,
her warmth infusing me,
with a serene stillness of time.

She settled, slowly,
in my waking thoughts,
a soothing balm of simple joy.

She remains, scribbled,
on the walls of my fractured heart,
memories of happiness that once breathed...



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Lost and Found -unedited version-

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


Details | Free verse | |

Deep Colors of Night


Your song, A Beautiful Child, touched my heart long ago, inspired to love beauty I could never hold, inspired to love beauty from afar. I am the sleepless child who grew tall enough to reach a star. You sang of feelings that remain After the Glitter Fades, and I listened to the sound. Late at night, I dreamed I was Rhiannon, visions kept to myself of a bird in flight, a night bird taken by the wind. Unforgettable songs of love and joy, sorrow and pain, wash over me like Silver Springs, Violet and Blue. The songs from your Book of Miracles lift me on a White-Winged Dove. Feelings of freedom soar in my soul. The higher I fly, the more fragile love becomes, but the heart is strong when we sing. Resilient, I find the courage to carry on, triumph over trials, leather compliments lace. Your voice rings clear like a bell in the still of night. You ask the mirror in the sky, what is love? Bolder with age, I seek to find my own answers. The Gypsy in my soul searches for more. Sometimes, I find my own reflection and a brazen heart. Sometimes, I find an innocent child, shy and unassuming. All of life is lyrics set to music. In the deep colors of night, I hear your voice. for What Songwriter or writers Inspire you???? Contest ***Stevie Nicks***


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I Shall Bless The Lord

I Shall Bless The Lord! I shall bless the Lord with all of my soul! His blessing in my life…. seeks to bestow! God is great! And is clothed with a robe of majesty! Not to serve him is surely a tragedy! He covers himself with a garment of light… His beauty radiates the heavens so BRIGHT! He lowers the beams of the waters’ depths… His beauty in creation has been forever kept! The clouds are his chariots on the wings of the wind… His will is accomplished... As a new season begins! He laid earth’s foundations at the beginning of time… He did this with great power and had YOU in mind! His beauty in creation will never be taken away… His is the Lord God… And is alive today! By Jim Pemberton Read Psalm 104:1-3 and 5


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Make Me Pretty Handsome Beautiful

Dear Cartoonist,
make my lips full
and my cheekbones
arrogant. Turn my eyes
into “attention grabbers.”
I want my body to be 
described as perfect
symmetry. Draw me a 
cartoon in which my
character is desirable
and such a presence that
all others in the room
are destroyed. Make me
beautiful, no one else,
in fact, take the other
end of the pencil and make
all of the competition go away.
What’s that? 
You work with pens?!!
Then drown those pages
of other beautiful people
in gasoline, stuff them down
my throat and give me a match.
Watch beauty burn inside of me
and listen to others as they marvel
at the hot beauty that seeps through
my pores. Make my beauty a 
MONSTER and let me live 
within those pages because 
my reality is consumed by
imperfections and in my 
society that is unacceptable. 
Dear cartoonist, make me
pretty handsome beautiful.


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idk

In this world of live do God give or do God spend.
In god we trust your money make your life bless for best. Pay why when die heaven give no money life. Said of game now dont take da words an miss name da fame. smh. Cause this world is vein, so i bleed outside to water my mainstream of heart filled out the box of art. A gift is but live so a gift is what give. Present I wake no mistake to my take of day, now I play a one way ticket of gold with sweet palace like chocolate for da kids an family. Can't stand it, well dat make manish no planish; know how to stand it. Nerves get on some badish. Then handle all debts publick an private no childish just so wildish. Judge me not 4 i break only da law of da land with out a sight of the man. Then I walk out this cell knowing every step I take is hell to heaven.
amen


Details | Narrative | |

TRAPPED IN THE FOG

Can somebody please explain to me?
Why is it that she hates what she sees?
A seemingly perfect life
She is forced to hide behind a smile
Scared to face the truth
With a glance in the mirror, she doesn’t recognize her own reflection
A young girl’s view so distorted she feels so lost
Terrified to disappoint, she forces herself to smile
The girl trapped inside, so desperate to break free
And with every passing moment, the beauty inside begins to fade
It fades further and further away
She has lost herself
So desperate to belong, yet she is unable to move on
Unaware of the damage she has caused, she lives in a dream
She is trapped in the fog
She continues to live her seemingly perfect life
Never showing the fear
Never showing the pain
Never showing the tears, she hides from herself
Her reality is one where the truth can no longer be found
Why is it that no one can see the beauty of the girl trapped inside?
Why it is that no one can see that this girl is me??


Details | Enclosed Rhyme | |

Special Nature

There is music in the wind
it blows so softly and sweet;
humming at the top of the hills
and all the trees swing to it

There is beauty in the water
when it flows from the mountains to the valley
splashing on its path from boulder to boulder,
reflecting the sun like a flawless ruby

There is beauty in the morning;
the fog hangs in the air like incense burning 
drops of dew hang from the leaves 
and sparkle like diamonds set in eaves

There is music in the evening
the sounds of roosting birds fill the evening
and in the sky, just over the horizon, 
a yolk-colored sun hastes to its place of dwelling


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Who are you?

Walking by me with such grace
Words fail me to express my craze.
Your eyes hold such mystery in them
Lifting me off my senses.

I cannot stop myself 
From inclining in your direction,
Your eyes they put me in a trance.
A face so full of light and warmth
A beauty like i've never seen before.

Talking to you is like trying to walk on hot coals
I can never give in.
Your the only apple of my eye
Making my heart skip a beat.

Your beauty is unparallel
Like none i've ever seen.
It lingers to haunt me,
Even in my dreams.

Your smile holds a mystery 
To be uncovered,
Everytime i try, 
It conceals further.

What is it that keeps you from me?
Is it that you dont like or despise me.
All i want is to stare at you,
That is what is food for my soul.

Your existing and personality 
Is such a conspiracy to me
The more i dwell in it,
The further i get carried away

Who are you? 
Is what i want to know.


Details | Dramatic Verse (Verse Drama) | |

The Woman in the Mirror

Today I looked in the mirror 
And I didn’t recognize the woman 
That stared back at me 
She frightened me 
For she told the truth 
Where I wish I could lie

I decided to look closer 
And oh she resembled me greatly 
But I looked into her eyes
Which led to her heart
And they appeared to be as cold as death

I don’t know when she became like this 
But the time had come 
I started to remember what had 
Made this woman so beautiful
At one point in her life 
Actually not too long ago at all

I then found the source of her beauty 
She used to cherish prayer and her time with her God 
She used to value being able to tell Him 
How wonderful He was 
And how much she adored Him and 
Longed to imitate the beauty she saw in Him 

She used to cling to His words, 
For she knew without them she could not live 
She loved to help and please all those who worshipped Him 
And she loved to encourage those who did not 
Because she felt the love of God 
And wanted to share it with others 

She valued purity and prided being one with God 
Indeed these things had made her beautiful
Yes she knew these things alone
For she once knew that 
Flattery from man meant nothing

But as I look in the mirror 
The woman I see doesn’t value
 Any of these things
No, not the way she once did 
Her eyes are white as snow 
And her skin still soft but she no longer 
Resembled the beautiful girl that once was 

I wish that I could go erase 
The disaster that I created 
However what was done was done 
I wish I could tell the woman in 
The mirror that she is loved 


Details | I do not know? | |

Your Beauty Inside

Everyday I think about life,
And see how I can change it,
But one thing I wouldn't change,
Is having you and loving you all the time,
For you are one of a kind,
Because you are a very special person,
Worth more than any amount of dimes.

Remember your beauty comes from within,
And this is what makes you special,
For not everyone has this quality,
Nor do they have the type of beauty you have inside,
Never change and you will find,
Happiness and love that you deserve,
Since everyone deserves someone next to their side.

Trust in your heart, mind, and spirit,
And never give up on yourself,
And somehow you will find,
Your own happiness within you,
Which is what makes people around you,
   More kind.


Details | Free verse | |

love, l-o-v-e

I love you

I love me

I love he

I love she

I love they

I love then

I love now

I love before

I love after

I love forever

I love why

I love

I love sky

I love truth

I love floor

I love ground

I love sing

I love happy

I love joy

I love to hate death

I love to hate evil’s employ

I love I love I love

I love to never want to hate

I love to never want to kill

I love to never want to read more stories of anger and despair

I love to see the truth 

     out there

I love to ask why

I love to not want to have to die

I love l-o-v-e

most beautiful word in 

    hist-o-ry

love, l-o-v-e

"what’s that sound

everybody knows whats going down"

love, l-o-v-e

is coming home

to house and home and hearth

and park bench

where homeless man sleeps

night away

having worked his whole life

as a good man

sing out the truth

dear world

falling down

falling down

into ground

dear world

sing out the truth

nevermore

for how many times

do we have to knock on the door

before one percent

hears the cries of truth?

how long will we have to sit here and cry?

I love

i hope that love will win the day

I hope people listen to that word love

l-o-v-e

l-o-v-e

mothers fathers daughters brothers sisters aunts and uncles

evermore

knock on my door

knock on my door

pay me a visit

l-o-v-e

knock on my door

my brother

knock on my door

my sister

knock on my door

knock on my door

pay me a visit

knock on my door

come say hello

knock on my door

knock on my door

knock on my door

and tell me

I love you.


Details | Romanticism | |

The Feel of Love

It is there I sat here all alone. 
As I think of a woman not here in my arms. 
There my love lingers in blues. 
As I fill the emptiness of my soul down deep. 
It's there my heart longs for love. 
As I miss a woman’s love. 
It is years that has past since I have felt pure love. 
But even more I have never had a first love. 
But there I long to be near one to hold. 
As I feel I have became a nun with no one to love. 
As it is that I am getting none makes me feel alone. 
Not having one to touch and show my true heart. 
It is there my soul cries for someone to love. 
As I think of my pain of not having you here. 
It is there it drives me crazy out my mind. 
Just thinking of the moments we could share. 
As I think of your curves and beauty you portray. 
It's there I would love you for hours in the day. 
As you would have the best of even foreplay. 
That when the time came, you would be wet with excite. 
Not just your juices from inside but the sweat that would fall. 
As I would taste each flavor all the way to your inner wall. 
As the both of us would find a passion of love from inside. 
But most of all, we would love of the heart and soul. 
As you would know the way you make me feel. 
Just by my action and the words I say. 
You would know you are love by a true man. 
Only to show the same in return. 
But there you would feel like never before. 
Because I would love you all the way to the floor. 
But you would have tingles you could not explain. 
Just because it's me there next to you loving in many ways. 
It's there I give you my heart forever in life. 
If ever that day comes and I make you my wife. 
I promise to always fill you with the love and joy in life. 
And never forsaking the one I would like to be with for life. 
But knowing it is your beauty that I strive each day. 
As my heart beats for only you, I dream of the day.


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SKIES FULL OF WONDERS

written 9th June 2013



See the sight of a full moon in the dark of night
 if done just right, it's a magical sight

Watch, as the sun descend's off the edge of the earth
 it's flame's extinguish, as if by the ocean's thirst

Look deep, into the sky at night
 you'll be "surprised by your delight

All of the heavens glory
 will return again, the next morning

So send a wish, upon your favourite star
 you'll never guess that your wish, went so far

So at the end of every busy daylight
 breathe in the gift, of heaven's blissful night 

I guarantee, it'll help you sleep peaceful and right
 well, into his new mornings delight


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 | Free verse | |

Cracked

Cracked windshields,
cracked sidewalks,
broken hopes,
sad dreams,
hurry before the fire starts,
and your good friends leave you
and your enemies take you over,
hurry before people cry out
for the happiness you possess
they with suck you dry like a bone
and take you for granted;
when they need you,
they are nowhere to be found,
just check the coffee shops
and bookstores;
they'll be there,
hiding and betraying and kissing your dream girl
or that real cute guy you really like a lot.
See you can't see the open road with a cracked windshield
in a rainstorm,
but just remember that you can always get it fixed
and the charge will be free;
but keep driving with a cracked windshield
you will regret it! - Don't regret life,
for it is a special gift.
Pave that road or sidewalk gold,
see that love is in the air all over,
not just for a certain few,
Love is in the air,
sing it! Sing it so loud
that the people will see your true beauty
if they stick around long enough to see your true self.
Cracked smiles,
with chiseled abs and rock solid chest
and a nice face,
that is all we want in life,
we don't want brains,
or logic,
or a sense of humor,
if so we'd be with someone long ago and happy with them...
NO! We want the bikini body,
the beach body,
that hour glass figure,
and we want our teeth straight,
and our breasts enlarged
and our horoscopes read from the TV.,
we want birthday candles on a huge chocolate cake
and we want money and time and fame and that dream body
and we walk and walk and walk blinder than the day before and the day before that,
that we don't look at that one thing that is truly perfect...
and that is the heart, the soul,
the heart and soul never receive cracks
because they’re not fake and cheap materialistic things.
We never stop and realize that we should be happy about the cracked windshield,
and the cracked smile and cracked teeth and cracked sidewalks,
because we aren't Barbie’s and Ken dolls,
no we are human beings,
created to bound and be tortured by temptations
and admit to their mistakes,
even if they don't want too.
We are unique with or without that crack,
but never pave that crack,
never pave that pothole,
because that is a mistake in your open road called life
that made your journey unique!
Cherish those cracks
cherish them forever.

12/4/13


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Imperfection

One, two strokes of my pen touch my paper, 
Resurrecting dreams vanquished in despair
and with a glance I discern the imperfection in my work.

With a smile I show reverence for my imperfection
For it is what makes me who I am,
what makes diversity possible,
what makes life more meaningful and purposeful.

Imperfection is such a beautiful thing
Perfection lacks originality
Mastery is not the absence of mistakes, 
but using those mistakes to your advantage

Those who strive for perfection
Will only waste their time and fail.
While those who embrace their imperfection 
Are bound to succeed


Details | Free verse | |

Wonderworlds

What the artist seeks to incite is a shadow of insight
Drawn out of the circumstance of desperation and regicide,
He becomes a spokesman for an intelligent design iterating itself into the human mind
He articulates the livelihood of the presence which confounds his nights, 
Tearing seepage in his imaginative unconscious 
Yielding unto the downpour of new words as unfamiliar feelings emerge  
Xenophobic he cannot linger, for in the twilight of his contortion
The strange uniforms with hypnosis,
To the knowledge that approaching is the ferryboat that is meant to take him
The manifold of novelty unbounded in telling
Would he surpass the mirage of his peers’ regrets for his sanity,
The man will bring forth a new reality

What is worn
Is spoken as a token of return
To what is felt beyond
Worn to transcend the alarm  


Details | Senryu | |

Basic Notes

Take a seat!
Let’s learn how to read basic notes 
Take your time . . . 

Quarter notes
Appear in our choir pieces
Math’s involved . . . 

Unique notes
Catches my full attention 
Everyone sings! ! ! 

Sight reading
Could be challenging at times
Try your best! 

Basic notes – 
It’s vital to your skills 
CONCENTRATE!


Details | I do not know? | |

Port of Call

Port of Call


Barefoot on a talcum beach,

alone, not lonely,

with the breath of the ocean a caressing balm,
soothing pained memories away,
to the swaying of a solitary palm.


Barefoot on a talcum beach,

alone, not lonely,

feeling the brushing away of all past turmoil,
on a quest for solace, ever so hard to find,
yet comforted by the crashing of the waves,
as the tide cleanses all pain,
and leaves despair far, far behind.


Barefoot on a talcum beach,

alone, not lonely,

drenched in a sea-breeze of mist,
that hushes the ache of bygone moons,
tasting the salty tang on my lips,
as the burnished sun,
over the distant horizon,
swoons,

and dips.


Barefoot on a talcum beach,

alone, not lonely,

searching, ever searching,
for a slice of solitude,
as memory bids a final adieu,
reaching under the sea so vast,
and seeking comfort in the depths,
while embracing,
the tomorrows to come,
wishing that they be true.


Barefoot on a talcum beach,

alone, not lonely,

seeing my truths drown,
as they slip beneath the turquoise waters,

feeling my heart ablaze,
with a passion that rarely falters.


Barefoot on a talcum beach,

alone, not lonely,

yet knowing that I am home at long last,
wishing the waves would wash away,
the defences that once stood,
like an impregnable wall.


Barefoot on a talcum beach,

alone, not lonely,

I have found, at long last,

my final port of call.


Details | Dodoitsu | |

Dark beneath light

            Edged beauty carved precisely
                                                               The heaven pours its soul out
Contrasting with the evil, 


                                         beauty hides the shame.


Details | I do not know? | |

She



A sweetly-scented, earthy rain-storm,
she came to me,

thunderously raging with raw emotion,
she came to me,

drenched in the essence of truth,
she came to me,

she touched a chord deep inside,
she strummed away all emptiness,

she came to me,

once...

she comes to me,

still...


a gentle presence filling my life,


she comes to me,


still,

a healing spirit soothing all inner strife.





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 | I do not know? | |

Saturday Rain in Johannesburg

Saturday Rain in Johannesburg…


…With sighs of torrential passion,
the heavens shower teardrops,

weeping with me,
as memories of you come cascading back,

skin on skin, ablaze,
moist kisses, fiery,
gentle whispers of undying love, murmured,

in another life, another time,

far removed from my present, a desolate state of despair,
wallowing in the grime.

…

The rain keeps falling,
each teardrop stinging my face,

tasting the salt on my lips,

I wonder, do you still remember the caresses of my fingertips,

between breathy confessions, and vows of eternal love,

before you left me, stranded on an island of solitude,

wounded as a wingless dove,

bereft of life,
stripped of all traces of fortitude


Details | Ballade | |

This Nornalup

I stand there on this patio
And watch the river flow
As grey skies in the heavens
Do hide suns warming glow
Tall trees like giants on yonder shore
Stand as icons to the power
That made this earth so beautiful
With it’s trees, and clouds and flowers.

Five boats lie on the grassy bank
As they wait to ride the river
As motor boat comes speeding by
To my eyes it does deliver
A breath of action to the scene
So silent, soft and still
And everything feels wonderful
And wonderful I feel.

Some fishing folk fix up their boats
A day of sport they see
While me, I watch the river flow
The whole day, endlessly
As I ponder on the magnitude
And the power of this scene
In the loveliness of Nornalup
On this morning so serene.


Details | Light Poetry | |

Holly

                                              Holly

As I look deep into her eyes. I see the love waiting there.
Like the most beautiful sunrise. It warms my soul and removes the chill from the air.
She lifts my spirits with just a simple smile. She heals my heart with her warm embrace.
She helps me forget my worries for a while. She does all this with her style and grace.
All too often I let the world get me down. She seems to share all the pain I feel inside.
It breaks her heart to see me frown. She’s the only one whom I can confide.
She found me in the dark. She led me to the light.
When my world was torn apart, she held me so tight.
She is my Reason 
She is my Purpose 
She is my Life.
In fond dedication to my wife Holly ^^


Details | I do not know? | |

The painter

A painter once waited day and night, for a beauty to arrive at his door
Day after day when she did not arrive, he figured he'd wait one more
Soon he grew weary, hopeless, and a little distraught
For he still hadn't found the beauty he sought
He set out on foot to lands far and lands wide
To find this rare beauty for wherever she may hide

He painted the valleys, the rivers, and fields
All the cities, the buildings, the knights and their shields
The men, woman and children were all painted too
Provided they paid a few nickels or two
He traveled wide and far; much time was spent
To find the beauty for which his canvas was meant

One day he came across a small town off a path
He got a room to clean up and take a bath
As he sat by the window pondering who she might be
The beauty he so desired is what he did see
He jumped and hollered, but she was just too far
So he ran down real fast and jumped in his car

Buckled his seat belt and sped off real fast
Narrowly missing some people as he passed
So focused on her, he ignores all the cries
Swerves hits a pole, crashes and dies
The beauty ignores him, and walks on by
Not even batting an eye lash, or leaking a cry

His obsession was too much, imperfection in everyone
He found no beauty where there was none
All the time searching and money he earned
Only made him more hungry for what he yearned
Beauty is found in every King, peasant or crook
You can enjoy it if you take the time to pause and look


Details | Rhyme | |

My Pupils

Fatigued eyes droop, lacking sweet slumber
But my eyes are an exception…everything’s a blur
They stare off into space…they ache with displeasure 
But I still wonder… my pupils still wander

My pupils still wander… never planted in one spot 
Their cup is half full…rather than half empty
My pupils see what others cannot  
Because… their too busy to smell the roses of plenty 

My pupils project feelings…
They comprehend – they spiral up and down
They express horrendous sorrows…they observe their surroundings 
My belongings are misplaced – my smile lowers into a frown

Optimism isn’t in the picture…bestowing infection
Upon my crestfallen heart 
I’m a broken compass – I’m losing my direction  
My animated heart tears apart 

Their voices are high in volume…rather than using half their volume
My pupils glance in many directions – beaming with glee 
Because they’re focusing too much on their social lives…let us resume
On with our soothing music 

Intrigued eyes lift…willing to wonder in curiosity 
But my eyes swelter, wearily drowning in discouragement  
They spot what others are too oblivious to see… 
Nonetheless, I still ponder…
Are my pupils singing merrily OR are they wandering in bafflement? 

Do I witness the fears and woes?

My pupils reject the precious scenery 
They are carefree – they are heedless of my despondency 
My pupils forever look forward to freedom…observe the hardships and disparity
My surroundings are chaotic and wild – my heart pounds profoundly…

My pupils…
Oh dear pupils…
Will you ever pay the bills?
Will you ever use your skills?

My heart bleeds in the river mills
My pupils ascend…above the dazzling hills 
My pupils spew out remorse 
My pupils are like open doors…


Details | Rhyme | |

God Is Awesome and His Beauty Displayed

God Is Awesome and His Beauty Displayed!

God is awesome and his beauty displayed!
He’s my protector!  I’ve no reason to be afraid!

God is wonderful!  And his glory never ends!
He is my Lord!  My provider and friend!

God is magnificent!  And his glory is real!
Behold the God of Abraham, Jacob and Israel!

God is omnipresent! 
 He’s wherever I go!
His son Jesus, has totally
 cleansed my soul!

He’s the reason that I am here today!
I love him much more, than words can say!

He’s the reason why I can face tomorrow!
He’s removed my pain, guilt and sorrow!

His word is my guiding light as I travel on.
It shows me what is right..  And what is wrong!

He put his love, like a shield around me!
I once was lost, but his spirit found me!

He’s given to me his faithfulness!  Forever true!
And spoke to me; “I’ll forever LOVE YOU!”

He’s my rock, my hope and salvation!
Through Jesus, there is no separation!

He can be your God too! 
 Why not come to him?
Through Jesus, is where
 a new life BEGINS!

By Jim Pemberton


Details | Rhyme | |

Humbling Pride

What need have we of arches?
What need have we of domes?
What need have we of Churches?
What need have we of Romes?

Let's look beyond our crippling cultures
To perceive all that is  truly real.
Haughty temples,homes to cold sculptures,
Grind and crush what the spirit does feel.

Look upon one flower to see nature's beauty rare,
There is nought of human making with it can compare.
Our frozen works of art,beautiful as they seem,
Are more hubristic nightmare than any pleasant dream.

As we cower in our caves of shadows dim,
Above us ,arches our bright blue all embracing dome.
We skulk in our world ,so shrunken and so grim,
Eyes too weak to gaze upon the light of our true home.

Look at all the beauty the revolving seasons bring,
No pride infects their humble ,yet glorious display.
'Tis of life's joy and sorrow that  they serenely sing
While they present their passing show on their brief day.

No need have we of arches,
No need have we of domes,
No need have we of Churches,
No need have we of Romes!


Details | Free verse | |

Aesthetic and Static

The beauty is
aesthetic and
static.
When in moving,
We desire watching
the silence,
Static and beautiful
shapes.
When freeze;
The fleeting beauty
of a dance.
From silence, to the
sound of trumpets.
What we really want,
We do not know.


Details | Free verse | |

THE SCULPTOR

A solid block was she, within held prisoner,
By natures degree of depth, but the master
Sculptor saw beauty's sorrow.
Day to night, he labored, by might and chisels
Heavy hand, and imaginations vision.
Finished did he finally, and the sun shone,
Upon beauty's elegance at last.
But so tired the artist, miss stepped, the immortal
Fell to the earth, broken the lady did weep,
Crumpled in a heap on the sculptors floor.
Yet piece by piece, he gentle placed her so,
Pour liquid gold called kintsujural, uniting,
Fusing each delicate piece together once more.
A golden alabaster maiden, now stands
As a craftsman legacy, the name written beneath,
Is beauty’s sorrow released.

BY: CHERYL ANNA DUNN


Details | Rhyme | |

The Rapture

Escaping from the patterns of my life
From crime and hate and inner strife
I visit a place that is pure and serene
Where i'm alone as a morning bird sings

I followed a path forged in stone
immersed in beauty, that nature owns
It is nature that owns the morning haze
That envelops the glory of this mystic maze

A labyrinth of answers to my dreams
this paradise is false,or so it seems
As the sun beamed its radiant light
i choose a place and did recite

I gasped at the trees and fertile soil
that inherit the flowers as my quill toiled
The flowers have blossomed this early spring
Akin to a babe, immaculate and pristine.

The scent of the air is not of smog and dirt
that blackens the white and decays the dirks
Yet that of a fragrant scent from the flowers 
that abides in memory to this very hour.

i heard patter from a creek a distance away
Gentle and calm it enraptured my stay
And to my eyes not a ripple shows
As i induced a wish then tossed a rose

Akin to a morrow, i saw my reflection
Hued in beauty of Mother Nature's protection
For all this beauty that envelops me
unfolds clearly for the world to see

And to the world like a perpetual fire
it flares and glows never to tire
prevailing past the wars hate and crime
the creek remains until the end of time
 
The morning bird wings again before me
Adieu Mother Nature I'll never defy thee
Yes! the bird of faith will lead the way
To some other secluded haven to  stay.


Details | Rhyme | |

Path Warn Down

The shore is what I have seen since I was little
     when I grew up it was so far in the distance to see.
Walking the distance when I was a child I was so brittle
     to notice the path was so warn out to me.

The little strides I took was not so bad
     it was just how it ended up when my mother had my hand.
She pointed out to the horizon to make me glad
     that I could look out and see the sand.

The look in her eyes was so beautiful 
     it was one of those moments that can be captured.
My mother showed me the path and told me to be careful
     to not worry about the pain she pictured.

The final walk up to get home was a bummer
     because it was the sign that ended my time their.
My time at the beach and the sea was the end of summer
     that is when I said, I will be back I swear.

The path might be warn more and more out
     even when time passes and when I get older.
My memories of my mother and I will last with out a doubt
     with time I get smarter and much bolder.


Details | Rhyme | |

BLOOMING

start of a new age reality of beauty,
peek of cuteness.
rough surprise of coming out,
spontaneous with no doubt.
art with no limit,
joy with no toying.
planting security,
reaping serendipity.
enjoying carefree innocence;
with no pressures of risks,
open to new things,
feeling of genuine experiences.
going out of the way of the norm,
beauty yet not known.
untold sharing of this blessing;
some left wanting,
some left with no content,
the reality of new changes,
freedom of impressing others.
going beyond what you were meant to be,
overlooking others,
just to sprout new wings......!!!


Details | I do not know? | |

My Countless Wishes -Part 2-

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

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

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

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

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

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


Details | Rhyme | |

Gods Perfect Creation

God’s Perfect Creation In the beginning the Father and the Son Were revealed in all creation. Christ spread out the heavens above And laid the earth’s foundation. With His hands He hung the world in space And fashioned the flowers in the field. He filled the earth with such beauty That only a Creator’s mind could yield. He wrote the message of love On everything He created; All creation to last forever; Perfection its beauty stated. Every tree and shrub was made For a specific reason, But because sin entered Everything has its season. Every single flower Breathes its fragrance into the air. Its beauty unfolds from a tiny bud As our Creator does declare. The sun sheds its light on the day, So that our vegetation grows; Gives life to the many seeds That farmers water and sow. God in His infinite wisdom Created a place of beauty here. A place for mankind’s enjoyment, Such pleasure with God to share. But sin entered the garden And rebellion took a hold. Due to one wrong decision, This beautiful earth found death and mold. God’s Perfect Creation became tainted With sin and it miseries. Death touched every living creature And extended to the lakes and trees. Fear replaced peace and love And nakedness was found. What a disappointment for our Creator— The curse of sin spread all around! Copyright © Maureen LeFanue 2012 www.maureenlefanue.com


Details | Rhyme | |

When Robert Emmet Arrived

Hallowed The Halls of Antiquity
Frail The Parchment of History
When a Host of Quills Touched Destiny
And Rose a Peoples of Democracy

Hail sayeth to MAN not King?
Immortal Freedom When it Rings!
Freshly minted or neatly Forged!
No Queen or Earl or English Lord!

Across an Empire -England Stamped
With Sword and Powder and Steel Lance
And Spies and Traitors and the Gifted Lie
Soon Fear Peoples that may Do or Die

On an Island Nation Deep Dark Depths
Proclaiming freedom or cold stone death
Was Green their color yet red they Wept
As Tides of oceans the English Swept

Upon her shores and into her Land
Crushing Centuries English Black Hand
Rape and Plunder encouraged the day
Starvation Misery established the way

Intrigue with Promise and Commitment too
When they Lifted the North  for only a few!
Son against Father and Father against Friend
The Wiley Weapon YOUR English Best Friend

To an Island Nation with an Emerald Sea
Of Warriors Poets Braving To Be Free
No Pestilence or Famine generations deep
Or Hangman, Lordship or Company they keep

No Black Hand Hovering -or Forcefully arrived
Dare Diminish the Centuries of Irish Celtic Pride
Never Taken Never Borrowed Never Given as a Gift
From hilly top to turf down flat to misty sea adrift

Thus was the day that born
When Robert Emmet Arrived
Thus was the day that born
When an Irishman had Died


Details | Free verse | |

Light as a Feather

Dear beloved,
I wish to see you again some time and watch you gaily soar
Dear beloved,
I wish to see you fly once more
Dear beloved,
I want to hear your voice before dusk 
I crave for your melody to ring in my ears.... You are as precious as the sunset's horizon
You're as peaceful as a snow-white dove beyond my reach...go on...go on...
Keep on flying until the arrival of the dawn...
Dear beloved,
Weep till your eyes refuse to shed another fretful tear
Have no fear
Dear beloved....your touch is like velvet rubbing against my back
But i lack your beauty... I lack your tranquility 
And i hope to see you succeed one day...
Your radiance embraces my body...but i want you to get rid of my dismay
One day...your spirit will float above the ground
Your blessed spirit...will be as light as a feather... Why do you still feel so ashamed and bound?
Dear beloved,
I wish you a sunshining day along with perpetual delight 
Dear beloved,
I wish to keep a smile on your face...i wish i could see you beam bright like a dandilion, joyfully waiting patiently for summer's endless ecstasy 

Dear beloved,
I wish to abide by your side
Till the day my demise meets my lips
Despite the tribulations we must face
But, keep your own pace
And preserve your beautiful grace
Dear beloved,
I wish to be in your heart forever
Till the day i have to let go....and gove in to the grave
Float like an angelic feather
I treasure your efflorescence and your feather-like, jubilant spirits

You're as light as a feather
Dear beloved,
our love will restore relishing serenity forever...
And ever
Dear beloved,
You are the gold nugget to my eye
Im hoping you won't pass me by...
Goodbye...love
Goodbye....
Take wing, 
Dear beloved dove


Details | Sonnet | |

Cherry Blossoms- Yoshino Sakura

Your beauty and delicate nature, indeed we cannot deny
Yet having such a short life span, you somehow eventually die
Like the transient nature of mist and clouds, you superbly reappear
Then breathtakingly take your time to freshen up the air

A majestic symbol of power, knowledge and spiritual pulchritude
Celebrated blossoms attained in Spring you've magnificently exude
You evoke an artistic comparison through your bright ruddy hue
And in the night when we're asleep your petals the skies bedew

Your flowers are nearly pure white, and tinged with the palest pink, 
Without hesitation you shrivel and fall before I could even blink 
Your spiritual and cultural significance is never an incomplete
Accompanied by your long weeping branches are flowers so very petite

So stunning and stupendously, you lay about the trees
And even when you've carpeted the ground, your beauty never cease




©RashanaKing2010


Details | Free verse | |

Glowing Magnificence

In it's floating presence One gains hope
Through it's gorgeous glow One finds the beauty
Finding the hope to push on and See
Gaining the vision...that All is Not Lost
Floating in the it's sea of Dark
Speckled with the Lights that were Seen once
Glows the beauty of that which must BE Seen
Never Wavering
Always Moving
Shining Evermore
To bathe thee in rich Silver


Details | Free verse | |

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.


Details | Narrative | |

The Sea Blue Eyes I

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


Details | Iambic Pentameter | |

I Need To Walk Around This Place

I need to walk I need to stroll I need to explore these ancient paths
That fills this landscape showing the way for timeless travel
To reach destinations deep inside the forest or on a Maypole green
Or to reach the sea or mountain high so much for one to marvel

I do it for I love this land its hedges brooks animals and flowers
I grew up here always drawn to the beauty and simplicity of its being
Then the concrete jungles came filled with a different feeling called fear
I want none of this I don’t need these eyes sad at what their seeing

Apparently it’s called creation it took 6 days to create one day to rest
Why not take the rest day put a wall around creation beauty contained
Anybody on the outside could have a featureless landscape to build up
Towards a sky where apparently the god’s live contemplating our pain

Leave us alone with what’s left of paradise let us smell the flowers
There’s so many of you and so few of us we won’t be much trouble
But after a while you’ll tire of us and want taller and taller temples
And finally this spaceship called earth will finally burst its bubble


Details | Free verse | |

The Night of Unleavened Bread

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

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

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

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

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


Details | Rhyme | |

I'm So Thankful For Everything

I’m So Thankful… I’m so thankful for everything the Lord has made... Everything he’s created… His beauty is displayed! I’m so thankful for the breath I have to breathe… Until that one day, from this earth, I shall leave. I’m so thankful for the way God has made so evident. The principles of his word… Are so relevant! I’m so thankful for the beauty and glory he’s shown… It has brought blessings and healing to my home! I’m so thankful for the many things he’s done for me… He’s given me his love which flows abundantly! I’m so thankful that each day,.. Is another to live for him… He’s taken away my pain and has forgiven every sin. I’m so thankful that I can write these words from my heart. I know that he’s with me. And he’ll never depart! I’m so thankful that you’re reading what I’ve been saying… May this cause you to once again start praying! I pray that this same Jesus I know… Who’s merciful and kind… Will speak words of hope to you and give you a peace of mind. I pray that before you go to bed and this day has ended. You’ll allow Christ to have your heart “amended.” Thank you Lord! For what you’ve done and are going to do… It’s another way that I can say “I LOVE YOU!” Thank you Lord! For all that I‘ve received and so much more… You’ve made my life complete… And are worth living for! By Jim Pemberton


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With you...

When I am with you, I feel like nothing else 
matters generally in this world to me.
When I am with you, though I did not know how you do it,
but I never want to be without you for a second.
with you, I feel fulfilled and comforted.
What more would I have asked for?
In you I have found the woman I have ever wanted and always dreamt of
To some, beauty is the carriage you have
but to me, beauty goes beyond that look of yours.
No doubt about that, that a lot of people would give anything,
just to be with and around you because you are beautiful
That, without doubt, is the truth.
But to me, with all the beauty in you,
it would have been so meaningless to me 
if that beauty that springs from within you is not there
Do not get so confused when it seem like I cannot do without you,
The reason is not far fetched,
It is just because I have found in you true, genuine
and unadulterated beauty and love.
With you I have found a solution to my puzzle,
have found an answer to my quest
and my adventure is completed in you.
Words are cheap but not easy to come by.
With you, I see this world as the most beautiful gift nature has given me.
You have given me peace of mind and joy insatiable.
With you, I have found true love manifest itself.
Always will I be appreciative of that which I have found,
...in you!.


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The Road

THE ROAD

The road ahead is long; it’s also wide
‘T has all the promises of a fulfilling ride
That need not mean that you speed along
Like those who the meandering highways throng

Create your own pace; it’s your ride after all
When to start or stop; it’s your own call
Yet, don’t lose control, but focus ahead
Tread over the bumps and stop when it’s red

Learn the rules as you drive and maintain the pace
Respect the signals, but steer your own race
Watch out for dangers in people and places
And revel in the beauty of wide open spaces

At times, it’d be good to stop and take stock
Unnecessary baggage, unload and unlock
Turn back and look; take in what is past
And ensure that you have the power to last

At times the path may be dangerously rough
But remember that you are sturdy enough; and tough 
And that you have, in your hands, the power to steer
Through tempests and hazards that the multitudes fear

In those times and places, when the weather is fine
And, on what lies ahead, the sun does brilliantly shine
Accelerate the tempo and drum your fingers
As you enjoy the beauty for as long as it lingers

Whatever it is; and wherever you go
Remember what you are and what you know
Of all you’ve seen and what you have yet to see
Of what you are and what you can ultimately be

So that, when, for one last time, the brakes you apply
You can, at last, exclaim with a final sigh
“The journey’s been great; ‘tis been a wonderful drive
That has made me blessed for being so alive!”


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I Met you in your Story

I met you in a story long ago
Between the pages of a book
I found you there, pouring your heart onto the paper
It was a mixture of tears, blood and flowers
The blood fertilized the ground, 
Your tears watered it
And out grew the blossoms
They fell onto the starched white pages
And became letters
Sprinkled with periods, commas and exclamations
Lots of exclamations.
And there in that leather-bound volume
I watched your life unfold
I saw the scars upon your heart
The gashes across your head
The sores on your body
And
I saw the light within your eyes.
I met you in a book you wrote
So long ago
And without even seeing your face
I knew you so well.
Strange
More of you was revealed in that book
Than could ever be told by your body.


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Picture Perfect

Take a picture. 
Halfway between, two extremes, film exposed to light; 
Corrupt or cleansed, shaking hands, or about to fight. 

Make a picture. 
Roll film right back, start again, I am what you see.
More film to load, left alone, so many stills to be. 


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Tranquility

Timeless beauty to behold
Wisdom, glory, sights untold

Mountains crowning into crystal skies
White clouds floating gently by

Soft breeze blowing, caressing leaves
Whispered nothings to the trees

Evening's shadow begins to dance
In hidden corners, a stolen glance

Scents so strong and warm and true
Mingling sweet, the earth's perfume

Filling body, soul, and mind
Misty memories of another time

A time which can't quite be recalled
Yet forever lingers through it all 

Water trickling over rocks
Mind at ease, all worry stops

Wrapped in comfort’s warm embrace
Abounding, peaceful, calm and grace

Nature’s beauty filled with song
A tranquil scene to dwell upon


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THE GYPSIES DANCE

Moonlight’s mystical creatures,
Hidden under sacred vials,
 Enchantment.
Ancient specters cast deceptions,
 Romantic spells,
Captivating beauty’s illusions array,
 Most fair. 
On lookers raised voices, cheer
 Nimble feet,
Pulses acceleration encourages,
 Faster pace.
Tambourines keep time with,
 There exquisite mistresses, 
As gypsies rhythm hits fever, 
Pitch gazes remain fixed.
 In reckless frenzy cares, are tossed,
 Unto the four winds distraction.
Dresses swirl, slashing against,
 Wild attractions surrender,
Swaying shifts orchestrate, 
Imaginations indulgence.
Maidens tiptoe in hearts tender,
 Perfection,
Bathed in star dusts brilliance.
Magical beings beguiling, 
Shimmering figures,
Heavenly bodies, in motions,
 Seductive dance.
Blazing flames ignite torrents,
 Desires yielding.
Passions spiritual release, under,
 Night’s lunar glow.
Coins quicksilver melts, beneath,
 Sensual bare feet.
Fallen angels collapse, breathless,
 Exhausted in pleasures sheer,
 Radiance. 
Camp fires flickering embers,
 Quicken amongst twilight’s,
 Vibrant rays. 
Leaving remnants residue, behind,
 In golden memories reflections.

BY: CHERYL ANNA DUNN


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Lily of the Valley

Below the mist covered mountains lies a valley of beauty so rare
As I view from the flowery meadow, I look on in awe and stare

It's moss covered slopes in carpet, a greenery so rich like a vein
The hillside undulations grace like a wedding dress train

The cascading of translucent pure, these waterfalls of delight
Each with a different voice as they sing through the day or night

Trees so iconic standing proud as they reach up to the warming sun
Magnificent they are in their splendour, they're not to be outdone

As I sit down and admire the meadow, it's riches befall my eyes
The colours of greens and pastels makes every one a prize

As I close my eyes and listen, I hear many marvels all around
From insects that buzz to chirping birds in this beautiful surround

I turn my head as she calls me, my love in her white summery dress
She's my lily of the valley, her beauty in my eyes caressed

We lie back and take it all in, this place on this planet earth
For our children and our children's children, it's kept in it's worth

Below these mist covered mountains lies a valley of beauty so rare
Is there anywhere else out there, that could possibly compare







http://www.thehighlanderspoems.com/nature-11.php


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CLOCK

In the vast beauty and diversity
                 of the reaches of the cosmos
           impresses upon us all
the shear minute dust we are
                 in any comparison
The simplicity of laws
            that govern it's most basic
     and complex movements
Birth , Life , Death
                 some would distain this as "circular"
as the patterns in creation are
for all things existing within its confines
the birth , life , death of stars   , galaxies
entropy and the recirculation of those elements
into new structures encased
                 in the womb for new material
apply equally to the diversity of structures
                 cycling on the little blue marble
seed  sprout   bush    tree     seed 
seed  sprout   plant    flower     seed
seed   baby    child     adult       seed
same  down    onthe   cellular    level
same  down    tothe    atomic     level 
                 and its clock
in a state of perfectly circular self propagation
For those who foolishly accuse us of being
 
                   CIRCULAR
 
Let me explain              a simple something
     how we measure time in the cosmos
 
is based on a circular orbital movement of planets
                      and stars
and as for thinking
are questions seeking answers which just
                     lead to more questions
 
          and that's the beauty of it
 
       simplicity defines even the most
        complex systems that function
 
right down to the circuit boards for computers
        and technology
 
Mama      seals     it      with     Kiss
        Keep it simple stupid
 
anyone who doesn't know
a clock embedded in the universe
has not recognized his own 

Ecc 8:17
9:5-10
 
COPYRIGHT © 2013 C Michael Miller
via Duboff Law Group LLC


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Taj Mahal

Taj Mahal is the beauty of ages;
A beauty lost in time,and lost in dreams.


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From My Heart

Sit down for a moment with me dearest
Listening closely to what my lips say
You have never heard these words before
Dropping freely from my mouth today

Often you have heard me lovingly speak
Of your beauty which I daily praise
Yet I do not see you only with my eyes
I see you deeply where love truly stays

A tranquil place where it nourishes actively
The genuine longings which each day start
A place in life where no other will enter
For only you have true ownership of my heart

So realize that it is not the only way 
When I see your loveliness with my eyes
For there will always be a more tender way
When I embrace you from my heart inside.


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Perfect Truth Perfect Love

        Perfect Truth Perfect Love

The simple facts of life are just that simple
The fabric of our existence becomes sublime
Measure by measure
Love consist of ordinary things 
A hand held in the rain
Commitment, sharing in one’s pain
A measure taken a measure given
Drawn down in empathy to be that person
Tears feed the preeminence of our souls
Brings out the best in us
Measure by measure
Fear destroys, decays, takes lives
The perfect truth the perfect love is trust
When loving someone so completely 
Selflessness is our divinity with God 
That which defines us
When selfishness cannot define the darkness or be there
There the perfect truth the perfect love prevails
Sharing in the oneness of and with my love
Measure by measure the great leveler of life
Eternal truth

                                     5/21/14 Measure by Measure Contest


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Take me into the eternal Beauty

Oh take me into the eternal 
Beauty of that world
Where I can sing a melody 
Adoring you my love
Where I can feel the freshness of 
Your ever refreshing breath
And can dive deep in to the charming
Beauty of your eye’s depths
Where beauty can fire me to fly
Higher and higher
And poetry can become a Moon to
Inspire and inspire

Oh take me into the eternal 
Beauty of that world
Where I can sing a melody 
Adoring you my love
Where I can feel the fragrance of life
When others have lost their roads
And are gloomy and sad without Hope
Where music can fill me 
With the joy of love & eternal happiness
Where sound can bring peace 
In my mind and heart

Oh take me into the eternal 
Beauty of that world 
Where my lyrics can become 
A song of the singing bird Koyal* 
Where my faith can bring a smile
On sad and gloomy faces 
Like the smile of a new born child    

Oh take me into the eternal beauty 
Of that world
Where I can sing a melody
Adoring you my love
And can get lost till I feel
The freshness of your ever refreshing breath

Ravindra

Kanpur 29th Nov. 2009




*A melody singing bird of India (like the Nightingale of John Keats)
Koyal mainly sings in the season of spring.


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PLAN A frica

PLAN A (frica)   
                                                                     
Such splendor 
      Gazelles by the thousands, flawless
       Springing into green and golden dawn
Staggers the thought
Sucks the air
        Roars lion thunder, roars again---- sated, delighting
        Cubs cuffed for bothersome nips
Grabs the gut
         Night drops under a falling dome of star sky
         suddenly --no warning to bid adieu the sun

Such magnificence declares:
 Big Bang was just plan A
       more to come


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Void of Progression

There is no destiny too small

“For all the world’s a stage”

And we all have parts to play

Too many minds are in a cage

They can’t hear what their hearts are trying to say

 

Mirrored images reflect silent

Shadows in the night

The dying of the light, too violent

To be captured in the conscious sight

But small wonders that should astound

Go by and by unnoticed

And die with out a sound

Candle wax that drips and falls

On the tattered pages of my book

A picture image of enchantment

That is permitted not a second look

But holds more beauty than a rose that thrives

Though that faded majesty survives

If only in my memory

 

The honored heroes trapped in stone

As if saints and angels dare to weep

Their holy congregation born

Of promises no man could keep

For beauty in it’s modern form

Consists of statues in the storm

 

For there in lies a nature dark

Of which we dare not speak

Tiny frailties leave no mark

Nor no glory seek

 

Poverished light that can not gleam

For the penalties we owe

And lies in the dark, afraid to dream

But as we beckon, will not go


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A Hollow Shell

a hollow shell
of tangled synapses
sparked into gradual madness
which drowns out the truths of the day
as the mind reeks of the rotten sad moments
that swirl in the rancid soup of forgotten dreams
dreams that once traced a gentle path of innocence
dreams that reached for pure love’s tender touch
dreams now paralysed but once vivaciously alive
what became of those fresh dreams and hopes
as they lie mustily on dusty bookshelves
torn into shreds by time’s fine scimitar
devoid of the touch of raw passion
when all that remains of love is
a hollow shell


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Colors Hold The Flowers Tight

      Colors Hold The Flowers Tight

Here we are again once again
Before the same actions as before
Fragrances of the myriad of flowers
That come and go before us, yet never change
In the fading scent and sense we make of time
In that vault we cannot open on nature’s game
Our garden grows again once again like us
Cultivating and up-earthling old ways
Not always going on in the same direction
But always towards the sun
Being in accord with one another
Never made us the same one 
The myriad of colors hold the flowers tight
They take on the same brevity of purpose
Stopped again once again after season falls
Wanting no more
And wanting to do just that


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Blessed Breeze

Something feels wrong –
the atmosphere
 Feels dry 
upon my skin
I remember 
the summertime 
and 
its blessed breeze 
– it kept
On flowing…
blowing…
bestowing…
jovial love 
for the renewal 
of your heart… 
Once bleeding…
Beating…
 from deep within
Accept me 
For who I am…
Accept me…
Do you ever ponder
About the good times
We’ve shared?
Have you
Erased it
From your mind 
Forever? 
I wish 
You could rise 
like the sun 
when the dawn 
comes rolling in 
The fog 
Surrounds us… 
With gloominess
There’s no need
To feel my stress
Remain
Stress-free
For eternity 
Dread 
Is caressing 
your soul
Don’t let it
DEVOUR YOU.
YOUR.
Life. 
Is. 
Meaningful. 
Believe me…
Please…
Keep it 
at ease…
Cast away the sorrow
Flick it off
into space
I’ll be there
To run the race
With you 
So wipe away 
The blue liquid…
blinding your eyes
DON’T.
Be. 
Afraid…
Don’t be burdened
By the shame
Sway with me
In the wind…
Where peace
Grows on and on and on…
Forever – 
Until the demise
Of the dawn 
Let the clouds
Drift away 
And sleep without
Disturbance… 
And don’t forget
To pray for 
The blessed breeze
Let me help you
Track down the worries
That try to 
BREAK.
YOU.
Don’t let it get to you
No matter what

Your body is warm
Your eyes glisten 
And reflect
Fascinating light. 
Shimmering
With 
All 
Of
Its
Might. 
Something feels right…
AT LAST! 


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illogical prayer

That day, the sky delineates the beauty of a golden dusk,
The dusk which shed the azure of a day,
The dusk which seduce the earth to picked up her shadow upon the moonlit,

To the dear night she sang,
Chanted about the grief of a daylight,
Wrapped neat the anxiousness within the side of a jaded soul,
Shush the wishsong when the world began to burke,

That day, in the hubbub sense tucked a prayer,
A prayer with all improbabilities of a reality,
A prayer with all of the naivete,
Is the prayer in her desire to have a pair of impossibilities,

A pair of wings,

A human being who literally could not set down the sky with her bare feet,
A gifted creature with the remarkably things around her yet full of limitations,
A naive prayer but able to bring tiny grin on that day,
That day, that single beauty returned to her essence as a needy creature who craved for the existence of the almighty


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Beautiful

I've met  people young and old,
who compliment my hair so gold,
And my blue blue eyes, like the ocean on a sunny day,
And curves and height which make heads turn my way.
They say I am beautiful, That in looks I reign.
But truth is this is a crown I will not forever obtain.
And so I thank politely and shove them aside,
Working hard to not let them become food to my pride.
Yet the other day an old lady with sun glasses on a rainy day,
Inquired my help to fined her way.
As I settled her in her final destination,
She held my hand soft as she made a declaration;
She peered into my soul with eyes that can not see
And said:
"You are beautiful".


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My little English

My little English is a Doll
who can say ”Ma-ma I'm so small”
and every word inside her Head
is just a temporary Star
a hot spice in her plastic Bread
that can not be eaten so far
but yet there is a secret crop
of dormant herbs under the Seas
and I expect the seeds to POP
in all my empty cavities
the holly matter of the Speech
will make Lost Objects float again
and I will be the Happy Witch
who keeps them on my shiny Pen.


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Breakfast in Nornalup

The sun shines through a misty haze
As the river sparkles so
A love song plays on the radio
And the whole world seems to glow
The suns rays turn to a billion gems
Before my very eyes
And a magic, mystic harmony
It all around me lies.

Two brown ducks hang around my legs
As I blow some music out
These ducks take pleasure in my tunes
Of this there be no doubt
As I give some bread to each of them
Those hungry little fellows
And watch them gobble it all up
On this morning soft and mellow

The wife and daughter in the kitchen
They call out ‘chow is up’
There’s eggs, and bacon, and fried bread
And hot tea in a cup
Then Gus, the dog comes bounding up
To cadge his share of food
On this morning here in Nornalup
I’m in a bliss filled mood.


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Pretty Little Singing Bird

Pretty little singing bird
Pretty as can be!
Singing, the sweetest melody
Serenading me
Pretty little singing bird
You make my heart sing!
Pretty little singing bird
Will you be my friend?
With my love of writing 
And your sweetest songs
We can make the world
A beautiful place
With our own personal, unique style
Pretty little singing bird
Don’t fly away!
Did I scare you?
Won’t you stay?
Be sure to tell your animal friends
To come visit me soon!
I love you
Pretty little singing bird
You are, my sweetest friend!


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Small Little Victories

If we break life down into small little victories,
It won't be long until the battle is over,
And before we know it,
The war will be won.


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The Rooftop

On the rooftop of an abandoned building,
Overlooking the mighty blue sea.
She danced her worries away
While the sun slowly disappeared in tranquillity.

Her beautiful n colourful Aura,
Swayed with her every move.
As she danced to the beat of her heart,
Her soul moved with a rhythmic groove.

With the sounds she heard around her,
She created her own musical beat.
The bells around her ankles,
Added a unique sound as she moved her feet.

She danced and danced for hours,
As though she was in a world of her own.
One where she expressed herself fully,
When left completely alone.

The ethereal light from the moon,
Created a magnificent spotlight glow.
As though the Gods' from above,
Where watching her on show.

She began to slow down,
Caught her breath n came to rest
Cooled herself with water
and felt a little refreshed.

She looked at the breathtaking view.
A blissful moment she experienced every day.
One her dad taught her to appreciate,
When he use to bring her up here, after ballet.

The rooftop holds many priceless memories for her
And a place her parents use to share their endless love.
A kiss on the cheek felt, as a gentle breeze passed her by.
Tears rolled as two bright stars twinkled at her from above. 


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PASSION MUSE

the guiding light of true inspiration;
brings genuine stimulation,
an exotic ecstasy of a sensation,
the embodiment of teh real beauty of passion,
pure thrill of a rush, 
a true artistic touch.
the rare use of invaluable emotions:
the intensified suspense of a reaction,
the power of a deeper connection,
the value of an even deeper meaning,
twisting mixed feelings for a poetic ending.
a true understanding for the art of drama,
the need for more than extra.
art of beauty that is perfect in every way,
making a fashion statement on how you look everyday.
bringing back an artist's intent of excitement;
the true path to wisdom and enlightenment,
the real hard work of art that causes intrigue!!
a hidden secret that causes admiration;
like untold treasures that has much value,
kept untouched and unharmed until the promise of importance becomes true!!!


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Change will come

Rain dripping on the window
Sunshine shortly follows
Too much beauty in this world
That isn't meant for us
Fighting, killing, spilling blood
All for nothing
Blood pouring like a flood
Erupting innocence on youth

Strange as it may seem
We all are to blame
Just looking past it all
Nothing to be done
or so we seem to think
Not wanting to be apart
Just sitting in the dark

Waiting for the chosen one
On our knees we pray each night
By dawn we awake
Forgetting what we had asked
Foolishly we dig the graves
of our children or there's
to walk the land of ours

This room shall shine with gladness
with arms wide open wild and free
Tis the dawning of a new day
Flowers growing where we touch
Living for the beauty inside 
Shall remain for all to see

Rapidly it's becoming more
Harder to look past it all
Closing your eyes won't take it away
The screams you'll still hear
and it will follow wherever you go


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My Countless Wishes -Part 1-

I wish 
To be a pigeon soaring in the morning sky
I wish
I have all my issues fly out the windows
I wish
My whole body could simply wither away 
I wish
To start anew and be on a fresh start 
I wish
I had the ability to fly 
I wish
To have a talent of writing cheerful, exquisite poems 
I wish
I could be a wonderful guy 
I wish
I could have a future family and be the best father in the world
I wish
I could have a positive mindset 
I wish
I had the desire to talk things out and live a peaceful life


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BEHOLDING HER (4)

She wasn't the perfect description 
Not of less beauty or over pretty
Cannot be said to be an angel
Or the goddess of the beauty
But, honestly, I must say 
Yet, she was a pretty damsel
That her sweet voice on phone 
Was more beautiful than her image.

I walked along with her
Many thought ran through me
I wasn’t too keen about her beauty
For her beauty only lies in my eyes
She is indeed an asset to guide jealously.


Alayande Stephen T.
5.15pm
23rd November 2007

Still in the bus at Ogbagi-Akoko.


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Me Versus

Mirror of no lies
Me versus their perfection
Smiling in my skin


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The Hole Glorious Picture

To get lost amidst a painting
cast into my mind
falling into my eyes
all these scenes creating
fast forward and rewind
all that is before me, can shatter into behind
the distance between us is clearly insurmountable
oh, but the numerous ways you captivate me, they truly are uncountable
a clearly jumbled message symbollically unpronouncable
to place visual sound upon the wall
one of mankinds best achievements of them all
began our understanding of this home we call
oh those myths so long and tall
the many graces and disgraces of our rise and fall
these forces that drive, or events contrive
to wither and die or somehow survive
the riddles left behind, from a picture once scribed
a monumental scene so puzzlingly described
from somewhere deep within the mind
that 'til now had lain blind
until the light helped you find
accesible yet locked away
those emotions that run astray
to gaze upon this scene
and melt into your dream
these secrets that you weave
concealed tricks flourish from your sleeve
the inconceivables you make me believe
the truth you make my eye deceive
all the abstracts I dare to conceive
a flick of your wrist, a twist of your brush
however the blood may rush
or whatever need you must
I place in you absolute trust
a splash of blue here
to make your point clear
guiding eyes far and near
colour all the space between
a timeless beauty in no need of a dream
expertly blended, with neither crease nor seam
these various regions of the whole glorious picture
the beauty portrayed could almost rate scripture
so drain your glass and raise your pitcher
a subtle change in the texture of the tone
as dramatic as the angle that glance is thrown
collisions of kaleidescopic insight you've woven and sown
a majestic masterpiece i'm sure you've known
as from those first daubs of paint you planted this seed you've grown
that sprouted this vision which before you is shown.
©John-Ovan.P.Hull


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In You I See God's Beauty


In you…   I see God’s beauty displayed!
His work in you life…  
Has been portrayed!

In you…  I see a desire to truly be…
The kind of person Christ
 wants others to see!

In you…  I see an inner beauty God’s given…
It clearly shows, in the way you’re livin’!

In you…   I see a faith and certainty…
You want to be with Christ, for eternity!

In you…  There’s a grace and love so evident!
Christ’ love in your life,
 is ever so radiant!

In you…  I wish for God’s very best today!
May he bless you!
 !n everything you do and say!

In you…  There is a goal and an ambition…
To be more of a Christ’ like creation!

For you…  You’ve chosen and decided…
All that you are…  
God has provided!

By Jim Pemberton    




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Nocturnal Noises

A sun drenched day decided it needs some sleep, again
A nigh time shadow leads to nocturnal noises, again
Then it came; first a bat frequency noted its presence
Then it’s sharp noise; first the crunch, then the crackle
We looked up high, the moon beam caught our eye

We turned to leave, the beady prey took swoop
Too small, it’s shadow cast upon our faces; we turned
It’s breath caught her hair; no scream just a jump
The nocturnal hunt in full flow, we stood firm

Then the beats, then the chorus, then the cracks
A crescendo of noise; more creatures, more shadows
Why run? Why care? Why dare? Why here?
Don’t fear the nocturnal nature hunt

A carnivore, a herbivore; an omnivore; 
All present, all here, big and small
We are mere spectators; they don’t care

Natures sway, their way, never to decay
We stood firm 
We closed our eyes 
We listened
We danced
We felt at one
Oh nocturnal noises; natures natural music


                                                    By Shane Cogan (September, 2013)


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The Beauty of God's Love

I will never
 fully comprehend.
The beauty of God’s love
that I have within!

From where I was,
 to where I am today…
I praise him! More than
 words can say.

I shall give him all
 honor, glory and praise.
And be obedient to him,
  all of my days!

He’s more precious to me
 than ever before,
His presence in me—
I need so much more!

His marvelous love,
 shall bless me to the end…
For this, I say, “Hallelujah”, 
“Glory to God!” and “Amen!”

By Jim Pemberton


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The Dance of the Ocean

The ocean seems so relaxing when you hear the wave 
Healing sounds that can clean a soul and save
Even when the waves brings in an unknown 

Dodging the sadness can be shown
And the things become more easy
None will dance with balance so steady
Can a person by the ocean feel free of fright
Embarking conquest with passion that last in the day and night

Out on the beach on the sand we dance on a spot
For we hold our friends and an family a lot

Tricky the waves move with a trance each day
Hardly understandable to what I have to say
Even when the wind pushes the water most

Onto the sand by the ocean cost
Cites that people love to see and use as a passionate source
Even when it the wind blows the ocean waves set a different course
And finely the wave pulls back and forth in a lash
Notes that make music in every ones ear with a splash


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The Sum

The sum is much greater than just its parts.
More than a thought it grows in your heart.
I look at all these pieces that make up me.
When they join together, beauty you see.

I look across a field and see many trees.
Upon a closer look, grass and a river I see.
They all present beauty when they are apart.
But put together, they are a painting in my heart.

I look up and see the grandness of the sky.
My imagination grows wings like birds fly.
There also is the sun along with the clouds
When put together the picture it allows.

It all seems to change as I head toward night.
The sun explodes in colors, the sun still shining bright.
Darkness soon approaches the stars and moon in sight.
It paints a picture of peace and everything is alright.

As we journey through night it shall start over again
The sun greets the horizon much like a good old friend.
The light shines downward, revealing each and every part.
 When they join together, they are a painting in my heart.


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My First Love

My First love you are the reason I am alive. You are the reason I keep climbing 
the treacherous mountain of life. You have tenderly placed my bruised and torn 
heart in the palm of your hands.  You have been with me from the beginning. 
When all hope is lost when all my dreams are shattered.  There you always are 
waiting patiently and sensitively dancing your way into my heart.
 
When my heart feels like it’s been abandoned and my tears are swimming 
fiercely to reach the seashore of new hopes and dreams.
I suddenly am awaken like a new born child and for the first time I can see that 
you have always been there waiting for me and loving me unconditionally       

My innocence as a child was stolen but you gave it back to me by blessing me 
with a young heart and a very youthful appearance. So that by your grace I can 
bask in the beauty of youth without fear and scars.  

I have been betrayed by those close to my heart but you stepped in and blessed 
me with courage and strength and unveiled the beauty of my heart.

You have blessed me with the finest pearls, my children that shape my heart

You have shined your light in the fabrics of my heart and manifested compassion 
and covered in your blood, gently stepping in the fountains of the waters of life a 
rainbow of empathy made a home in my heart. 

You are my first love, you are the reason I am alive and my children the pearls 
that shape my heart.  I love you.

tropicalangel   







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She

She.

She,
remains just out of focus,
an elusive portrait,

etched in the corner of the mind's eye.

she,
sometimes strays into view,
a blurred mirage,
of burnished words cast in indelible dye.

she,
steals fragments of each day,
a welcome thief,
of emotions left in some dusty space.

she,
scatters my poems in the breeze,
an invited spell,
that vanishes into the wind without a trace.

she,
renders me mute and so often blind,
the wild dreamer,
a seeder of impossible thoughts in the mind.

she,
brings the elements of nature to me,
a gentle healer,
she unfolds my thoughts setting them free.

she,
comes and goes as she chooses,
an untamed spirit,
soothing the very place that she bruises.

she,
rouses me in nights of empty slumber,
a murmured breath,
brushing my cheeks with kisses too many to number.

she,
remains to me the enigmatic one,
a burning riddle,
yet she stays with me as each torturous day is done.

she,
my heart knows not why she stays,
my consistent constant,
filling up my nights and consoling my days.

she,
deserves so much more from fate,
the truest soul,
she loves too much and knows not how to hate.

she,
arrives again tonight as I lie awake,
a thoughtful shield,
my coat of armour in a world far too fake.

she,
stays with me and within me stays still,
the true one,
and to dwell deep in my soul is where she always will.

she,
from whose cup I have so greedily drank,
a giver of life,
I have not the words with which to her wholly thank.

she,
knows how desolate a world this can be,
my sustainer of hope,
and of life and of breath is what she will always be.


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Bud

A promise to behold
Unfolding not to be rushed
Wait, hope and trust; it’ll be.


Details | Free verse | |

Universal Children

A child I am, a child of love
Seeking my universal home
Seeking the creator of my being
Building my faith and courage 
Love, my foundation
My spirit, navigating me 
To where I originate from


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Beauty in the Mark

Classic going,
Where are you going,
It's not time to go yet.

Why so childish, if you're so gloomy,
On what you just said.

It's not about hate,
It's not about beauty,

Why can't you just admit
That we have beauty in a different way?

There's nothing to prove,
What you want to believe.
If not, then you're just naive.

There are a lots of beauty everywhere;
Beauty in nature,
Beauty in everybody,
Beauty in eyes,
Beauty in the world.

Why can't you just admit,
That who ever we are,
We are considered beautiful?


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An Agent of Life

My names symbolize and mean victorious.
I am a soldier of a higher power.
I am one that is here on a direct mission:
To defend the defenseless.
I am a sword.
The sword strikes those who attack the weak.
So that the attackers feel the wrath given to me,
And understand that I treat them as they treat others.
So that the weak know,
They are never alone in this fight.
I am a shield.
The shield defends and respects.
It respects that all are human,
I am wisdom.
I step back and watch the skirmishes of life,
I review them rationally,
So that when I join a battle,
I know, I am on the right side.
There is a higher power.
It inspires me to act.
But It is kinder than I.
It would forgive where I would strike back.
But I will fight anyways,
For it is my duty to fight other battles.
Life is a fight,
But I…
I am a sword.
I am a shield.
I am wisdom.
I am…
Victory!


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I've Dreamt

I’ve dreamt of a time,
When I could drink clean water,
I’ve dreamt of a time,
When I could eat clean food,
I’ve dreamt of a time,
When people would be able to see,
That all should be treated equally,
I’ve dreamt of a time,
Without sorrow,
Always telling myself “It will come tomorrow.”
I’ve dreamt of a time,
Without war,
For it fills the shore with bodies of those I adore,
I’ve dreamt of a time,
When I wasn’t looked at,
As just being some black,
I’ve dreamt of a time,
When I wasn’t looked upon by the ignorant,
As being some illegal immigrant,
I've Dreamt

-Jerome L. Kidd Jr.




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The beauty of an Angel

It is the storm that we brave when there is no sight to see. 
But that of your beauty that I strive for when I live this life in despair. 
It is there my heart soars is where the eagle is. 
Way up yonder in the blue skies of heavens grace. 
There my soul laids deep in a love of wonders and maze. 
That of an angel to which darkens my door steps. 
Not with death does she bring but that of my heart she holds there. 
It is with love I have lost myself as I search to find again. 
But there you shine a light brighter then the moon itself. 
As I see a star shine through them cloudy days. 
Just knowing you are there and we share the greatest thing of all. 
And that is the love of two hearts desire. 
That it is there I breathe the air of my breath as my love is that of an undying one. 
As you squeeze my heart to which you hold and keeps me pushing for more. 
As I find myself loving you more with the words that cut so deeply. 
It is there it bleeds for you and the way you care for one. 
That it isn't just your beauty I crave but that of your love I so desire to have. 
That of an angel with so much love that I have fallen to one knee and prayed. 
For God to give my heart with sweet love of devotion and you never to leave my side until 
our dyeing day. 
For there you have my heart, so be careful not to squeeze too hard. 
Because it is fragile and doesn't take much to shatter. 
As I can just feel your hands laid upon my chest as every beat it feels you are there. 
With great love I send a kiss to you that it may hit you square on the lips. 
But with that of a gentle but soft touch it carries a love so true and dear.
For it is there my world is bright and snow lay. 
As I have found a snow angel of heaven best but with love and beauty she portrays.


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Dark Beauty

Hidden beneath the shadows, Feeling her fingers upon his lips, Knowing that she has come for thee, With lips gentle as a rose. The dark beauty that he once knew, Lost with the love he once held, Who once cradled him in her arms, Like a newborn babe. She was the one, Who watched over him, As he grew, Sheltered from the world beyond, Having his bubble popped, Before he was fully grown. Dropped into this pitiful world, That scarred him, Made him the beast, That dwells within his head. She was the one that made him, Who he was, The one that once gave inspiration, The one who gifted him, With pen in hand. He learned to express himself, Through his art, To hide himself in the shadows, Where he believed he was safe, But it didn't last long... Once he learned to love, His dark beauty disappeared, And to this day, He still searches for her, She's the piece that's missing. He knows that he'll find her someday, And will restore that part, The vital piece that is needed, To break free of this hold, To be normal for once, And never know pain anymore.


Details | Free verse | |

The Little Things

Its the little things that brighten your soul
just a little bit more than it was before

To be captured is unlikely 
Yet you have found it so freely 

Feel how serene in that moment you have seen
For such beauty created is unique
and will not ever repeat


Details | I do not know? | |

Michael's Mother

The beauty of your mother was not in the clothes she'd wear
it wasn't even in the way the light danced upon her hair.
The beauty of your mother is beyond these words I write
her beauty came from in her soul, you saw it in her eyes.

The beauty of your mother was not measured by success
yet overflowing was her resplendence when you felt her soft caress.
A light warming every room she entered, words melodious and sweet
washing over you, as her verbal hug was your personal retreat.

The beauty of your mother had really only just begun
Showering you with drops of love and laughter as the sun.
The beauty of your mother is what her wish would be for you, 
Pure happiness and joy, For you, true love, to be loved too.

Remember each day your mother and the beauty that she shared
all the lessons she tried to teach you and how much for you she cared.
Because the beauty of your mother is not gone, its in your heart and in the skies
She is in you and when you gaze at me, the beauty of your mother is reflected in my eyes.


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Lady Moon

Lady Moon
Full moon, you brighten up the night sky Lady Moon, cool, serene, and beautiful Your splendor surpasses all. Come to me, Stay with me, Lighten up my life Oh wondrous beauty! You rise up in golden brilliance Then turn into silvery radiance Keep on shining, Moon of Blue.


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a single prayer

~a single prayer~

a single prayer is prayed…
up up and away is sails…
like a leaf on an air current...
soaring up to the heavens…
or is it likened to a feather blowing in the wind
that where it ends up no one knows?
perhaps like a ripe dandelion plant with its seeds scattering across many lawns?
i say my prayer is grabbed…
grabbed like a warm kiss in the middle of a rainy day…
taken a hold of and never let go…
lifted up like a joyous choir of young children 
to be appreciated by all those who gather to listen
i say my prayer is a simple act of kindness to another person
sending my request to the Only One who can tackle it…
his name is Jesus…
he is the One who takes all the petitions from the saints…
he quickly addresses each and every one of them 
by supernaturally moving his adoring angels
i say that as soon as my prayer is lifting off towards heaven
that my Savior anticipates its arrival
knowing all along the prayers in my heart before they are even spoken...
today i sent up new petitions…
new petitions and new praises…
and even before the telegram is forwarded back to me 
that they were received I am already singing a tune of thanksgiving!

Gwendolen Rix
8-26-14


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Nature's Beauty

The Mountains stood so high,
Yet, their shadows fell so low.
Distances between them both seized screeching winds,
And I did hear each one of them bellowing an echoing blow.
Big Birds with white long feathers were flapping their wings
They just flew up into those baby blue skies soaring way up above.

You tell me why up atop a Mountain befalls pure sparkling crystals of white snow.
The Sun shines down upon dried out fields or drenched out botanical gardens,
Yet it maintains its abundant rays brewing up some new batches of summer love.
You tell me why God made this great big world with just one pure heavenly white dove.
Oceans too deep and waves too slow, still they manage ripples and shine a dazzling glow.

In between natural layered sands, my rapid creative perceptions finally began to grow.
Seals and whales ride atop tides with a bit much pride I’d never seen the likes of such.
You tell me why Nature’s Beauty is so slow in revealing itself for us to get to know.
The Moon leads with guides bringing cascading lights back to life by a smell or touch.

You tell me why my luck struck the Mother Star granting my life with more than enough.
You tell me why days of light and nights of dark make white puffy clouds perk and fluff?
Abounding around this big Earth Nature’s Beauty spurts out plenty of its heavenly love!


®Registered: Ann Rich  2005


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Warm to Touch

Warm the touch, gentle the breeze
Guiding the path on which we believe
Fortunes that encumber stand firm to tether

Consume my heart the flames that gather
Upward eyes stare at stars that surround
We blend to belong, hold back our disguise

Fold around endlessly entwined


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Jimmi Cannibis


Jimmi cannabis sweeps

Toward deepening feet

Doesn't call a river to wash me out of the Sea


I’m deepening the beat


Jimmi Cannibis leaks

Lie’s of the beast

Jumps out a door when you can’t feel my heat


Wait in the warrior horde if you’d love to hear me speak

And adore the geeks

Streaking like tweets


Lessoning like the little

Blessings by an unholy fiddle


Crosses to manage the middle


Oh yes,
Danger could be yours too ya widow



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His Child

I’m a child in heart 
I’m sensitive,
So don’t misuse it

I’m God’s special child
I need to respect 
My zealous Father

I need to honor Him
With my young heart,
I pray for freedom

How awesome are Your deeds? 

Relieve my heart’s ache
Help me escape 
From the darkened pit

I can be active
And beat that race 
I’m on God’s good side 
God’s mercy 
Aids me in times of trouble 

I appreciate His consideration 
He fulfills me with elation


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The Beauty through broken glass

 

The beauty through broken glass

Lay there thinking of the past

Everyday feels like another year

Begging for her to be done here

 

She'll never leave for she has seen

Such a beauty through broken glass

He looks at her and it's like a dream

She cannot believe such time has passed

 

Day by day they move forward

Through the obstacles they surpass

Looking at the beauty through the broken glass

They will make it, they will last

 

As the day comes to and end

They lay together taking in

All the things that have come to pass

Looking at the beauty through the broken glass.

 

 


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The Star

Out in the fields on a moonlit night, there shines a star
with all it's beauty and light. Its' colors are many; It's 
beauty is great. So how can someone say it's a mistake?
The star shines on until someone comes over tells the star
it's shining too bright. The star grows dim, then loses its' light.
Day by day the star gets darker until it disappears, the star that shown
with so much beauty is no longer here.  People miss the star that shined
so bright and wish it shined like before. The star hears their wishes 
and comes back shining all the more!  Why did it stop shining, like stars are
supposed to do? Well, here is one last question. Why do you? People want to 
see your light, so like the star, shine full and bright!


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TELL ME WHAT I SEE

                                                  TELL ME WHAT I SEE

                             SO SPACIOUSLY ENGULFED IN SPLENDED BEAUTY
                             TELL ME WHAT I SEE
                             SO COLORFUL, SO WARM 
                             IT'S THE CRUTCH I LEAN ON 
                             WHENEVER I NEED SET FREE

                             YET IT CAN BE WICKED
                             AND FULL OF FURY
                             AND THEN AS SMOOTH AS SILK
                             AND IF  YOU LOOK REAL HARD
                             YOU'LL FIND WHERE SOMEONE SPILLED MILK

                            NOW DON'T BLAME IT ON SOME KID
                            FOR THEIR HAND IT WAS NOT BY
                            NOW WITH ALL THESE CLUES...
                            YOU SURELY MUST KNOW
                            YES! YOU'VE GOT IT! OUR GLORIOUS RADIANT SKY!



                                                                               WRITTEN BY,
                                                                                     TIM SCOGGINS


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Unescape Artist

When you are an artist, you can't escape from it. 
No matter how much you tell yourself 
that you will starve, 
that your'e stupid for wanting a useless degree,
that you should become an accountant; 
you can't fight it. 

Maybe because when it comes down to it, 
you simply don't want to, or maybe its because 
to fight against it is like warring against yourself instead of all the evil 
around you. 
And that is exactly why you can't.  
Because in some inspiring, 
self possessing way, it helps you 
fight all the evil around you.  
It becomes your sword, a way to cut through 
the frivoluous, 
to see the beauty that sustains us all.  

And you want to know the most beautiful thing?  
When your tool to beauty 
becomes the tool 
to help cut someone else's dark.
 
So that is why I am artist. 
Not simply for choosing or for sanity, 
but because it's in my heart, 
it pumps through my veins, 
it is my blood, 
it is me.  
I am artist. 
And to detach this from me 
is make someone new.  
So it is not my choice really. 
You asked why I choose this.  
But in fact, this is why I can't not choose it.


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A Tribute

I look into your soul and I am in awe
I read your words and I fly to heavens doorway
Each word carrying a message of beauty so profound
I travel through glorious gardens I can scent each rose 
The colours of your garden dance before me and I sing
You take me to a Ballerina and I feel her love for dance
You take me to your inner soul and I cry with love so true
I fly with you across the Universe and come Alive
I step into a world I always knew existed
But never dreamt such beauty could be shared
I thank you for this gift of words that enrich my soul
I want to fly back to the garden and its beauty behold
You are a conductor with baton poised
And I dance to the music of your words with joy
Whirling, whirling lost in time and space
Climbing higher and higher, upwards ever more
Humbled by the experience and emotions unleashed in me.


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Pretty Flower on a Lonesome Walk

In the twilight of a Summer day
In a barren place far, far away
I came upon a yellow flower among the rocks and scree

Through great strain she pushed through the stones
..and in this blight she made a home
She made me smile as I looked down and she looked up at me

A thing of beauty so misplaced
No palace garden or jeweled case
Just me and her out in the wastes, what is, but shouldn’t be


Details | Free verse | |

And Yet, I Forgave

There once was a woman.
I, in all my searching,
and all my dreaming,
had never seen nor imagined such a one.
In her, for a while, I found my muse,
in her I thought I'd found my future.
 
And for what seemed like the best time of my life,
what seemed our own place in heaven,
it all really was;
but, alas, perfection's shine too wears off sometimes,
and eventually we did part –
eventually we did fall.
 
I tried so hard, for so long, to forgive –
but a broken heart does not so easily the hatchet bury.
I wept, and I cursed, and I threatened the night sky itself;
this grudge, I thought, for pain so freely given,
unending –
this anger boundless.
 
All I could see was the problems with letting it go –
the frustration with what had been done,
the sadness with no release other than pain
and being turned into this anger.
My only thoughts were on how much I hated her
for what she had caused me to become, to feel.
 
Forgiveness looked, to me, weak,
appeared akin to giving in to the anguish,
letting it rule over my life;
if I couldn't be mad at her for bringing me so much pain,
then what recourse would be left me?
What worse pitfalls, worse level of hell might I sink into?
 
And yet, I forgave.
 
Just that short while ago,
and yet it does seem so very far away,
I relinquished the pain, the sadness, the fury and fear –
got rid of that anger, the beast's brand.
Revenge was not what I needed,
only time; time to see things in that crucially different way.
 
Her face I remember,
her love I'll never forget;
but now, the memories bring triumph instead of tears.
Triumph, that I could find such a beauty in this world,
and be able to watch and join her dance.
That I could make such an angel happy, no matter how long.
 
Hope, that I could do so again;
triumph, that I glimpsed the light of the heavens
and came away, not unscathed, certainly not unchanged,
but in the end happy –
better for the experience, with a love that may have died
in the traditional sense, but lives on in remembrance.
 
Forgiveness may not always be the road to take,
but in this, this time, I found my salvation;
put the wrongs behind,
and sometimes that's where they'll stay.
It's a difficult thing to just get up and do, and might take time –
but such is a challenge of moving on.


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~ Simple Wood ~

~ 
Simple 
Wood I am thee one yonder 
seeking, as so in way. 
I leave behind me where they 
lay one so the many 
these crisping leaves, as so 
aspiring my feet do move to taste them 
freshly at 
last 
in ending. ~


~ For it is true, they will come I know, these leaves, to play more, beyond this path I'm on the one way higher and 
narrow winding. For Thy will, it is this day I am finding, for all to remain to be as docile, and as free, as moreover 
and to secure. Beyond me and with a hand I bend one a given knee to pick one from this leafy jest a tender leaf. ~

~ As amid the beauty so found, in abandon and so abound and in way of me, so aware. Brought, yes I am a man 
taken in now to see this, my one now humbled souls soul reflection so given in the certain beauty, yes the open 
and ever pure nature, of this tender wooding leaf, as to know, I know, I am a man one alive and so alone and just as 
lost without Him, so now as to gesture in way of this, just like the perfect passions of this leaf, ever so humbly, I 
move. To give Him this, the openness of my life, as I send back to Him His humblest of heart's, as I give to Him this 
the whole of my soul in due recognition, giving to Him all of what is the peaceful nature, the very soul of my free 
will, and so as to let go, I move to set this, my one captive spirit, free. ~

~ As today, to be found in the here and now I too have been found and so set aloft the very wonder of the free hand 
of the Father, to be opened up and be made to live as one with Him, one a man ever more and moreover willing to 
be picked up by Him again, so to soar to one a new hight even higher, and higher aloft than ever I was before, 
only to be brought to lay upon the foundation of His true intentions for me and for all, to be open to be cast about 
and set apart yet again by Him to live life just as faithfully and honestly yes, and just as openly, yes my friend as 
freely as the humble soul I have now found to be one ever so sweet abandon, of this ever faithful, and patient, 
tendering wooding leaf the one so cast and placed in my hands and so set a ways aloft before me, and all for to 
know, this blessed lesson in lieu of this ever wonderous reality, all sewn and so contained herein, within this simple 
wood, in lieu the crisping of the leaves. Ah yes the given beauty so to be found herein, yes given in lieu and within, 
yes within the openness herein, found within the ever perfect freshness, of the leaves. ~


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The Beauty That Lies Within

Were it not for this body
that I now inhabit
could we be friends, even lovers?
Would that you could look beyond
my outward being and see what's inside
see beyond a body/face that to you is not beautiful.
Would that you looked with your heart
instead of with your eyes.
In doing this you might see that true beauty
isn't always on the outside.
Instead, look with your mind and know that beauty is,
as it has been written, more then skin deep.
Would that you could see through Gods eyes
that we are all beautiful, as he meant us to be.
Love is more then the physical, it lies within as well
it is in the beating of our hearts,
it  lives within our soul, also within our spiritual self.
This beauty asks nothing more then to be nurtured,
to be awakened, and in doing so,
one will find that love is, at its best
something wondrous to behold.
Beauty comes to us in many forms
and should your eyes not open to this truth
you may loose that which stands here before you
that very being that God, in all his wisdom/glory
created perhaps only unto you.
He chose to make me as I am for a reason
it is not for us to question
buy only to accept and thus look for 
the beauty that lies within.


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Enlightenment

It is seeing the stars

in the light of the Sun

in the daytime


It is hearing the heartbeat

of a rose as it blossoms

in the spring


It is smelling the scent

of love in a desert

which has no sign of a bird

in the grave-silent sky


It is speaking a similar language

with butterfly-fish and dolphins

as you explore the enchanted floors

of an ocean in the tropics


It is being at One with everything

that is around you in your soul,

making you to be part of the fabric

of the Universe


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Invisibly Invisible

Invisibly Invisible

Jealousy is a weak emotion
while you're sinkin'
I'm still floatin' and if I'm sinkin'
I'm still coastin' cause my God keeps my life goin'
to the extreme, you gotta feel this and know what I mean
and if you can't comprehend, you can get the 411 through him.

How can you judge me, when you don't even know me?
You think that you know me 
cause' one time, you so-called spoke to me...
My inner beauty so in depth with God's spirit
my outer beauty speaks to you 
Close your eyes...
Can you hear it?

Your cars on rims can't compare to his;
Gossip in the beauty shop...
about that girl that speaks of God all the time
seems like she can't stop 
You look me up and down
I smile at you and you frown...

Could it be the God in me that keeps you around?
The way you hate me, I could never hate you
The saddest part about it, you don't want to hear the truth
but it is just this...
He loves you as much as he loves me
pure crystal, nothing fake that can break
like shining stones, all so mythical 
so could it be that's why you look at me and I'm invisibly invisible.




By: Aleasha A. Martin


Details | I do not know? | |

Michelle's Song

Michelle’s Song

Beautiful baby girl
You came into this world with a smile 
On your face
Such a joy to be around
A happy baby with her own special song

Michelle’s Song

Red bouncy curls 
A sweet lil’ toddler 
So full of mischief
Making everyone laugh
Even if it wasn’t in front of you
We never knew what you were going to say 
Or do next

Michelle’s Song

The red curls turned into brown
Still bouncy as ever 
As you grow your cute curly sue looks 
Have changed so much
The cuteness is almost gone
In its place is a beauty queen
Yet still just as sweet
I always said you would break some hearts 
Someday
And as I am sure you already have
It is no wonder as 
Who can’t help but fall in love with you
Especially when they hear your song

Michelle’s Song

I love watching you grow
Even while I want to keep you small for a while more
I know I will always see 
The same Michelle 
Who we love dearly
As your beauty inside and out 
Makes us all smile 
Laugh and so much more
All the same things that make me want to 
Sing a long to 

Your Song

By: Jean Shular

For Michelle, we love you and that will never change
Just we will always sing a long to your song


Details | Light Poetry | |

Beauty of one's Heart

It is there to which we live,the beauty of one's heart. 
The kindness,the joy,the love each of us share.
It is there deep in the heart we care not just for ourself's.
But others we tend to shed a tear or two because it is felt.
It is the beauty of one's heart to which we live even the bitterness.
But with love we still find a way to share what is deep inside.
That even a sad scene can make us cry the hurt or emotion we feel.
It is that of ourself's we make others believe we are even if not.
But down deep, it is the beauty of the heart we love most of all.
But even through our actions we see that you still care.
It is in each person the grace of God near, telling us to be nice.
But it is us being who we are that makes us so great then most.
Cause it is the beauty of the heart we love each other with care.
But most of all, it makes us human and not all have that love to share.
So be gentle with words and beauty of the soul we seek.
It is there we are fulfilled even in darkness a light shines from down deep.
But be of the heart cause is a most valuable access to life itself.


Details | I do not know? | |

SSRI's and I

SSRI's and I ...


... the sounds of thoughts clattering, my neurones sparking,
like Dylan said, my morning recedes jingling and a-jangling,

worn down by this leaden knot, tearing my insides out,
the cacophony drowned in a whisper, lost in a silent shout,

dreams and screams scratching the back of my dry throat,
caged in, liberation hovering like a mirage beyond the moat.


I claw my way, slowly, through a thicket of solitude,
feeling my emotions peeling, stung by unseen nettles,

crawling to an open field, to rest, beneath a sky ablaze with stars,
as my mind glides, brushing the soft grass as it peacefully settles ...







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ATTRACTION

sparks of chemistry,
never seen before.
link to unity,
one can admire.
set in a distance,
scenery to be seen.
more than a mirage,
better than any illusion.
treasured like a hidden secret,
feelings unlike any other emotions.
valued more than oriental jewels,
rarer than any rare pearls.
striking in any mood;
spontaneous and random,
enticing to the senses,
arousing to the mind.
weakness for the romantic,
better than chasing chaste.
friendship with no waste,
attraction that sets unlimited passion a reality!


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IMPRESSION

constructive criticism at the first sight seen,
opinion that lasts a lifetime.
your first look is so overwhelming,
idea so bright;
pictures of you that shines,
impresses even the enemy of mine.
a critic's tool,
one can never fool.
expression with meaning,
sophistication with feeling.
arouses emotions,
a long lasting notion.
vague but deep,
puts you into a trance.
like an unwritten script,
bold with every chance.
like a rumor or a secret,
takes your breathe away!
teeming with surprising emotions,
so critical with hidden agenda of opinions


Details | Romanticism | |

A Vision Of Loveliness

Your beauty is as refreshing as a Summer breeze,
with loveliness such as the seven seas
it is no mistake and it is no blunder,
your beauty is an amazing wonder
you're as breath taking as nature itself,
beauty such as yours should be placed upon the highest shelf
so that nothing can take that beauty away from you,
so that it will always shine so radiant and true
as I look up really high,
looking up towards the sky
looking up towards the Heavens above,
I thank God for your wonderful love
as I gaze upon your lovely face,
I thank God for your beauty and grace
and as I ponder such loveliness, it's so obvious for anyone to see,
how truly blessed I have been ever since God sent you to me


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Tranquility -Part 2-

Pour fourth your tranquility 
Show us Your endless glee 
You're just like a key...
Unlocking me free
From captivity...closing in on me

Shred me like paper... my emotions rip me apart...
As...if...
I had no point of existing... 
I'd love to socialize here...
But I feel so tarnished 
Tattered deep inside
My emotions 
Swallow me alive 
Like a dark, mystical tide
Pour me into His delightful cup,
Oh GOD! Give me
The strength to lift up my fist 
Shred me like paper... my life doesn't matter
You make me cry tears of remorse...
Hear it spitter-spatter 
Upon your rooftops...I wish I could mend your sores
The emotions cling on to me...
Always by my side
I wish it would...just...
Subside. . . 
For they always beg for me 
To go on a bumpy ride...

Sorry...I'd rather hide
And seek God's tranquility... 
I'll remain by His side
Hopefully...I'm not denied

My future ride
Has arrived
 



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Spirituality

The whirlpool
of confusion tries to sink it,
but it firmly remains afloat

The winds of logic try to blow
its supernatural nature away,
but it still remains firm like an oak tree

The flames of selfish ends
try to burn it into bursting flames,
but it still remains fresh and beautiful

The sands of time try to hide it,
but its essence of Truth resurfaces
in our hearts, regardless of our culture
and beliefs we are born in


By: Teddy Kimathi

Choice of Motif: Philosophical


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Beauty Blooms

So much beauty in each rose
Vibrant colors of the lilies
Scents of all the violets
Everyone with varied charms
Different flowers bring such splendor
Gifts of loveliness & sense their own
Magnificent is each one of them
Never meant to stand alone~
In all seasons they do gather
Weather far away or at home
Women like each flower, varied
But all needed as we roam
Every spectrum God did cover
All shapes, colors & sizes needed
For in every woman are seeds galore
As every woman beautifully blooms her own


Details | Ballad | |

My heart

My heart rises with the smoke
With my eyes closed I see all that is
Looking at who we are
            Not
At who we were
A vision of you is my gift
Not many can see the beauty as I do
For them beauty is on the outside
With my eyes closed 
I see more then others
            For
I look with my heart
I love
  I feel
    I touch
      With my heart


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Laurel

I am victory.
I wonder: present, not past or future.
I hear, sunset… and sunrise!
I see with your eyes, with eyes unclouded.
I want: helping, love.
I am smart.  I am strong.

I pretend … it’s alright though.
I feel: happiness, brokenness.
I touch the hearts, the spirits.
I worry, does it help, what I do?
I cry, loneliness.
I am done with losing, on with choosing.

I understand: alone, as in, unique.
I believe: it’s alright!
I hope: family united – kindred-ness.
I dream, conquering suffering.
I try, NO… I do!
I am the coolest girl in the whole wide world!
I am – me!


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HELLO KITTY WORLD

aligned with cuteness;
it meows and it purrs,
showing a side of genuine innocence,
it even makes you playful.
to a child it's meaning is unlimited;
so precious and rare,
once you liked it,
you can never return it, again.
inspiration on it's own;
with pureness to be shown,
makes the true meaning of being the only child good enough in the world.


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Out of the Mist

Like a spirit bathed in a soft warm light 
You stepped out of the ethereal mist. 
Your beckoning smile 
I could not resist. 

Your presence was overwhelming, 
And engulfing my senses, 
Shattering my world 
And destroying my defenses 

You reached out your hand 
And as I held it in mine, 
I felt the power of your glory 
And knew the meaning of divine 

Your touch was so tender
 It made my heart weak, 
My body felt limp 
And I could not even speak 

You looked deep in my soul 
With eyes so calm and so clear, 
Searching for my truth 
And all I held dear. 

You found my very essence 
And the core of my existence 
And with unyielding trust 
I offered no resistance. 

I gave myself freely 
With faith and with love, 
For I knew in my heart 
You were a being from above.


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Last Night I Went to War

Last Night I Went to War

Last Night I Went to War,
On an unknown battlefield known to secret soldiers clothed in shame and 
disgrace,
Tongue speaking samurai,
Last night I went to war,
On an unknown battlefield with weapons of mass destruction,
God given warfare of a secret guild, 
I went to war not against Iraq, but the spirit of blind fundamentalism,
Last night I went to war against an unknown enemy who torments me day and 
night,
With a brother from old who I love dearly,
A brother of great courage and integrity,
Last Night I went to war against my father’s cancer and mother’s insomnia,
Last Night I went to war against my daughter’s fear of isolation and my 
therapist’s impending neck surgery,
Last night I went to war for America and the freedom that it stands for,
And I’ve had many casualties,
I’ve heard voices telling me to drive off the road,
And I’ve felt dark forces rise up in my mind to steal the beauty of my 
consciousness,
Last night I went to war for my nation,
A wondrous eagle, young and impetuous, righteous and misguided,
And I felt the strength of the cosmos well up within me and I knew for a moment 
that God is real,
Last Night I went to war with a brother for life and longer for a 4 year old girl 
tormented by the beauty of her own soul,
And It through me off track and now once again I sit confused and alone,
But look into her eyes I tell you and see the peace of freedom,
To look into her eyes I tell you and see the peace of a freedom that alludes me,
It’s worth it, 
It’s worth every moment of torment,
For to look to that day,
That blessed day,
When all the Jews and Muslims and Buddhists and Hindus and Right Wing 
Christians and Atheists and Agnostics and Liberals and Conservatives and 
Blacks and Whites and Reds and Yellows and Communists and Murderers and 
Terrorists and Infidels and Thieves and Saints Alike are all on the same side,
To look to that blessed day when all are one and we look to the enemy and 
say “No not one Satan, YOU CAN’T HAVE EVEN ONE!”
To look to that blessed day I tell you, I am chosen beyond the dismal nature of 
this moment.
To look to that blessed day I tell you, I am lifted high above to the mind of God 
and know Joy,
I don’t care how many friends I lose or loved one’s turn against me, I will keep 
fighting.
I will keep fighting in unseen battlefields,
Until all are one.


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THE MYSTIC DOVE

Tender is the heart of my dearest white dove, 
Whom carries the red rose of love within her 
Golden beak, and within lies the gentlest soul
Of peace that I’ve ever known.
Allow thy wings of inspirations to spread forth,
To capture the winds of glory evermore,
Taste the fragrant fields of imagination through
Her words of sweet melodies song, a timeless
Tune, that flourishes in a soft echoes moment
 Of pure joy everlasting, the thoughts unbridled
Freedom of liberation set to the release of this
Winged creatures beating heart.
Oh in the thunder storm of lifes hurricane,
She is the calming eye within the hailing of
Realities harsh shades between the fading 
Embers  that divide the light from the  darkness.
Brushed by the spiritual angels of faith and 
Devotion, she judges not but excepts all mankind
For whom they are faults and all, loving them
With a full heart’s warmth of grace, and cherishing
Their inner muse tenderly beneath her wings of
Inspiration.
Shimmering  white feathers glitter, in the bathing
Rays of the sunshine, she is legacies promise for a
Brighter tomorrow, this mystic dove of mine
My friend, my soul sister of the poetic heart,
May she soar forever amongst the clouds of
Inspiration for all time.

BY: CHERYL ANNA DUNN


																																																																																																																																																																																																																																																																																																																																																																																																																																																																																																																																																																																																																																																																																																																																																										




																																																																																																																																																																																																																																																																																																																																																																																																																																																																																																																																																																																																																																																																																																																																																		


																																																																																																																																																																																																																																																																																																																																																																																																																																																																																																																																																																																																																																																																																																																																																										


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The Gift

I've finally found my Special Gift
In the writing of poetry
Though I never viewed it as special before
Just another facet of me.

Poetry is part of who I am
Not a hobby that I pursue
It's like breathing, blinking or simply thinking
It's something I've no choice but to do.

And who'd have thought these words that flow
In Joy and Grief and Pain
Were more than a private remedy
To keep me from going insane?

Yet mingled upon my pages with tears 
To my delight and disbelief
Were words of power, beauty and hope
Words of love and comforting peace.

I've discovered my buried treasure
My blessing to share with the world
I've found the way to unfold myself
So the sails of my soul are unfurled

I can finally see the real, true me
And the long twisted paths I have taken
Oh, why in the world does it take fifty years
For Sleeping Beauty to awaken?

I'm so thankful I've found my soul's magic
I'm so grateful to share my heart's song
And who would have guessed the enchantment
Was right here in me all along.


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Godly Expression

Godly expression
BY HEROLD OSMOND OWOSEB
Character full of colour 
Many shades of beauty 
Seeds of greatness trapped within
A great mystery I desire to discover

So composed, a great masterpiece 
Clothed with stillness and humility
At times getting lost in thought
A great journey undertaken

Like the colours of the sunset 
You are blended with uniqueness
Like a cloud in the midst of a cloud-covered sky 
You stand out in the world 

Many will draw life from your utterances 
A river springs forth from within you
You are not meant to fit in
 Your unique design is God expressing Himself through you

Dedicated to Kamilah !Garus-oas					       March 2014


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The Boot

The Boot

The boot careless
Tramples the rose  
Tearing petals muddied

No longer beautiful
Not to be chosen 
Waiting gardener sheers - trash

The ground below
A hint of blush
A scent of sweet
Delighted in the boot’s thoughtfulness

Published: Poppy Road


Details | I do not know? | |

Tears Of A Beautiful Woman

For her exterior is priceless & beautiful. Truly the definition of beauty at its finest.
Precious is she. To find another of her kind, is like finding a needle in a hay stack. For
her make & model; her whole caliber, is cut from a cloth all of ts own.

The interior is nothing like the exterior.
For the inside is battered & bruised, misled, misused & abused.
Her scars running deep & wide as the Mississippi.
The inside is grotesque! From lies, wounds, hurt & pain. Too view the two separately, the
thought would never arise, that they are one.

It takes for width & depth of the Mississippi to flood the roof of her exterior.
And in doing so, she is asked, why such beauty is displaying such pain; She holds her head
up to reply,
"THESE ARE THE TEARS OF A BEAUTIFUL WOMAN, A BEAUTIFUL WOMAN IN PAIN".


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Fidelity of Blue Nebula Sentiment

When my being is the focus from her glance
I am swooned with adoration as if under the magic of the full moon...
As I look into her enchanting blue windows of the soul
This one is embraced by unconditional loves serenity dance...

Surpassing the bliss of her lips reciprocity; knowing her eyes divine generosity...

Her inner beauty flows like that of a mountain stream as her eyes arise in the morn from her angel blessed dream...
Beaming the frequency of compassion, loyalty, balanced sensuality...
Uplifting all others self value; giving goodness to humanity...

Surpassing the bliss of her lips reciprocity; knowing her eyes divine generosity...

Opening your heart fully receiving the gaze of purity
Sets one forth on the path free from vanity...
Worship this sacred blessing; cherishing the warmth given freely to thee
Eyes of the goddess teleport my attention to a new realm of timeless love...

Surpassing the bliss of her lips reciprocity; knowing her eyes divine generosity...


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Listen And Act

Try to grasp my words, my friend
And see the soil in desert and street
It flow it blow and lay on the bed
And with the air still rise!

Try to grasp my words, my friend
And see the nature of sky
It lights after dark seems step after fall
And enlight the world without demanding something

Try to grasp my words, my friend
And see the trees that stand
Bearing the evil from nature and us
And stand to help with love!


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Nothing Compares To The Beauty Of Jesus

Nothing Compares To The Beauty Of Jesus!

There’s nothing that compares to the beauty of Jesus!
No matter how many things may try to “please us.”

There’s nothing that can match his awesome power!
No matter the day, the time, or the hour!

There’s nothing that can ever replace his love for you!
In spite of what you’ve done or are going to do!

There’s nothing at all that cam compare with his glory!
His “life ever after” is more than a “fairy tale story!”

There’s nothing that this world 
could give to you or me.
That can match what Christ 
offers for eternity!

There’s nothing that compares 
with a heavenly mansion!
Christ prepares a place for us
 from his compassion.

There’s nothing for Christ, I would ever trade!
His life for mine.  The price has been paid!

There’s not a moment too soon or a moment too late.
To prevent you from entering into heaven’s gate.

The opportunity is here!  Won’t you accept him?
He’s waiting to change your life!  Won’t you let him?

This could be your day of salvation!  Jesus is here!
His faithfulness to you is everlasting and secure!

He brings salvation with healing in his wings!
Behold the Lord!  Our savior and king!

By Jim Pemberton


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God's Message to Man 1/2

God’s Message to Man				1/2


Man, O Man, 
What you have given to me, O Man
I gave you the wonderful Earth, Sun, Moon and Stars
The wonders of the world and even gave the entire Universe.

I gave you day and night, dreams and imaginations
I gave you the most precious and the loftiest,
The feelings, emotions and the rare gift of dialogues 
A gift by which you can always win a heart

I gave you the most beautiful and loveliest among all 
The gift of love to share with your soul mate
Above all the gift of beauty in the form of woman
Which has no parallel, in the entire Universe

I gave you the power of vision, to express yourself,
Through the splendid and most beautiful gift of words,
To write, to listen and to reveal your heart
And above all to sing songs and dance in fabulous ways

I gave you the smell of flowers to enjoy and to look,
The beauty of dawn and sunsets on the horizons,
I gave you the gift of clouds and raindrops, 
To wash away the dirt, spreading on earth

To make your life, full of happiness and pleasures,
I gave you the blessings of seasons, climates, winds and dew droops,
To make your life cool and beautiful, I gave you the snowfall,
With a touch of thunder, storms, haze and rainfalls.

I gave you the mist, breeze, wind and the beautiful fog,
So that you can make out a poem or may sing a song,
To know yourself and you position in the world,
I gave you the gift of North Star.

Ravindra

Kanpur India 20th April  2010		concluded in 2/2




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Dreary All Day Long

You’re so far away
I’m on my own... I am so alone.
You’re the dawn of the day
I’m taking wing on my own... I am so forlorn.
 
Which route should I pick?
When I’m silhouetted in loneliness?
Which road should I drive?
When I’m enclosed in dreariness?  

You've pushed me to the ground
I'm sick of the lack of love...
You're no where to be found...
I'm taking my first flight...like a 
baby, ravishing dove.

Which direction do I turn to? 
When I'm bewildered and scared?
You're the sunset with the hues of 
Red, yellow, orange and blue
I'm dreary all day long - I'm most certainly...
Unprepared. 
And worn-out by the worries of this week
At least I get the evening to myself...
But... I still feel weak...
The bad news that you sent me
Made me feel 
Bleak...


Details | I do not know? | |

Look into God's Beautiful Garden--Of Rose's--God Made Beautiful-- YOU

When you look into someone heart
What do You see???
Do you see.. their beauty?
Or do you.. See unpleasant to your eyes

Just Like a Rose--You see... beauty
Or You see. The thorns

My momma always said
This world is like a garden
When you look at the garden
Of Beautiful Colors of the many Roses
Colors of within their hearts and souls

You can look upon a Rose
And see Such Raving Beauty
And know what's in their Heart
Doesn't matter of out shell
Or 
Do you can look upon a Rose
Just see the thorns? 
That through life has inborn  

Always Look to see the good
Do what Jesus would do
See the Beauty within
Just like Jesus said... 
Walk always in Love

Always look to the good
I wish others would
Don't you?

For if you see the beauty
Of all
Then You see... Treasures inside
Within their hearts and Souls
With Love to behold

So in the World... Tis a Garden
Always Look at the Beauty 
within Heart of a Rose

as I see in many...
Here behold.. Beauty of heart light
Within their Rose

Yes.. Devil plays tis games
For in this life... tis be tuff... 
Hard to believe and trust
Sometimes makes it hard 
even for others... too

Always..
Look and see... 
God's Divine Beauty
What God really has made... 
                        Beautifully Is "YOU"

             Always Look and See 
                          God's Divine Beauty can be found
                                  Within the Hearts and Souls All around
                                                         God's Beautiful Garden of Roses


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Beauty

There's a certain beauty.
A beauty in the ability to fall
Freely,
Arms open,
Eyes closed.
Falling
Unafraid,
Confident,
In love.
There's a beauty in being able to fall without doubt,
Without knowledge,
Without awareness,
Without care.
Falling, with every intention of landing exactly how you want to,
With faith that what you want is exactly what will happen.
There's beauty in falling blindly.
No matter how many times you've been hurt,
Close
Your
Eyes.
Let go.
Fall
Blindly
Freely
Arms open,
Eyes closed.
True love won't let you fall.
It catches you
Every
Time.


Details | I do not know? | |

On Crimson Petals

on crimson drenched petals

and scarlet folds

dew

like tears, like blood

clings to the delicate flower

withering in the breeze

like tears, like blood

falling, dripping

from eyes wounded at having seen too much

from a mind numbed into a solitary prison as such

like blood, like tears

flowing freely with nothing to hide

except the ache that lies coiled up tight inside

tears and blood

drowning the soul

in a torrential flood

of pain, of torn thoughts, of wasted moments entire

like tears, like blood

drowning, smothering

the will

and quelling all desire

like bloodied tears

trickling down

clipping at the being

with emotion-less shears

consuming the soul with countless fears

of today, and tomorrow, and the passing of the years

as the dew clings to the delicate petals, and intricate folds

of the crimson flower

drenched in scarlet, bloodied tears

knowing not what the future holds...


Details | I do not know? | |

Modern Society

Ages, eras
Pass on by
in essence
Time flies

But what have we come to
As a society?
Simply falsehoods
And false piety?

Sorrow, hate
Ruined fate
Terrorism, controversy
As of late

Do we really comprehend
The effects of our defects
The implications
Of what we elect

What we elect
For society to accept
What eventually reduces us
To ignorance's depth

From everything now
Today, yesterday, and tomorrow
It seems as though
The default emotion is sorrow

But not all hope is lost
For there is a light
It may be in the distance
But there is one cost

We as a society
Must choose to resolve
Our immorality
We must dissolve

We must vanquish
All hatred and conflict
That we create
And that media depicts

Maybe if we take this
One step at a time
We may step out of this abyss
Out of this paradigm.


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You Are My Beloved

You Are My Beloved And the Love Of My Soul… I am the rose of Sharon and the lily of the valley below… As the lily thrives among the thorns.. My love for you grows! As the apple tree lives amongst the other trees in the woods. My commitment to be with you is clearly understood. I’ve invited you to this banqueting table under a banner of love. Stay with me and comfort me. You’re a gift from God above! As I listen to your voice. May it leap from the mountain tops! In my heart… You’re more beautiful that the clearest raindrops! You spoke to me; “My love…” “Please arise.” I come to you and see the beauty in your eyes! My dove, you are in the cleft of the rocks. In a “secret place.” Let me see the beauty, that shines on your face! I shall always cherish and love you… Much more than you can give.... My love grows ever so deeper…. Each day you live! When the sun arises… And the shadows shall turn away. Your beauty arises! And brightens my life every day! Your beauty and wisdom is something to behold! You’re more precious to me than the purest gold! My love for you shall endure beyond the end of time! How I long to be with you! I’m so glad you’re mine! By Jim Pemberton 11/27/11 Read Song of Sol. Ch. 2


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The Great I Am

There is a beauty that lies with-in
Often hidden in a world of sin

We each hold beauty in our own way
Let us all please bow our heads to pray

I once kept my beauty hid from view
Something that I shall never again do

True beauty is born with-in the soul
And nourishing that is now my goal

I love my Lord and I love your life
Yet, all of my heart belongs to my wife

As broken down as my body may be
I’m in a great deal of pain and misery

But do you know what; that’s all ok
For it is the Lord that guides my way

And he has brought me to this place
I have an awful lot pain but no disgrace

If I am the river then my Lord is the dam
My course was altered by “The Great I am”


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The Star

The Star
Bright is the morning
But night's for the star.
Light in the dark,
Hope for the lost.

The morning mysterious star,
Brightest of the midnight stars,
The duet' et machina of life
That knows and sees all.

The loud voice from distance,
The one that banks with fish,
Sea walker and master
Whose robe and WORD saves
Hmm! The bright morning star,
That within and afar lives.
The unimaginable light!
Indeed you light the way.


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Mesmerized

Mesmerized

               In the mirror image of yourself as far and near do I take
                           myself clear as I have a tear for you.

             Reach out toward the moon lit stars while I repair the stars
          afar, Reach the top stair as I am here, When I awake I will  do 
                       a double take for heavens sake.

          I will hear the sweetest sound playing in the court yard of 
            your heart, As I stand here with the curves of a woman
              But only the melody of a sweet sounding guitar.

    Not a care in this world, I choose to share my words of wisdom
  within this mirror, I am aware as Im walking on air, Can you see  
            How I am Mesmerized through the sound in the air
                        holding my woman of curves.


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Imperfectionist

This is a mixed up world
and im a mixed up girl
wait im a man
its just that everything's unfurled

and yet quite all together
true beauty under any weather
at times scary
but vastly beyond measure

if everything was flawless
it would seem lawless
for imperfection
gives individual solace

and its quite perfect
from every prefect
toss up the pieces
watch how they reset


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Hidden Beauty

Unveil the curtain that hides your inner self.

Let the world see the beauty within you.



For true beauty is hidden in each and everyone of us.

It is like a gift on Christmas day.

We don't know what we will get until we open it up.



Open your gift and let your beauty be shown.

For somethings can be bad in life but have a beautiful covering.



So unveil the curtain now and let us see your true beauty.

For a light will then shine brightly from your heart announcing a great arrival.


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As I Look At God's Beauty



As I Look At God’s Beauty… As I look at this world and the beauty God has created… His beautiful handiwork is not debated! As I marvel at the majestic mountains… I see beautiful lakes, rivers and fountains! As I gaze up into the beauty of the stars… I say to myself; “God.” “What a wonder you are!” Everything on this earth is a sight to behold. A testimony of God’s awesomeness, as I’ve been told! As I read the Bible, I was able to find. When God created Adam and Eve… He had YOU in mind! God has a plan for us! We are his creation! He freely offers to all, mercy and salvation! Let’s bring honor to God. Where honor is due! And tell our creator; “God, I sure LOVE YOU!” He’s given to all of us the opportunity to live. He patiently waits with a new life to give! Won’t you come to him, and listen to his voice? Giving your life to God… Is always the best choice! By Jim Pemberton


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Cutie and the beast

I saw her again today

We passed with nothing left to say

Wish I’d turn back the hands of time

And say what my heart meant before yesterday

I feel as though the other man

Will take her for granted once again

If she could see inner beauty in me

I’d show her how my love can stand

 


This is a story of Cutie and the beast

A woman who is hurting from what she truly believes

How can I make her understand

That if she looked closer I’m someone who can

Bring out the best in her, from the beauty in me

 



My heart seldom falls apart

Looking for light, when love may seem dark

Loneiness could maybe go away

If their finish, would mean for us to start

A good man, rarely will come along

So rare if you blink once then he’s gone

Open your eyes and tell me what you see

Cutie this beast could bring a love as strong

 



There are many ways you can fall in love

My personality along with words I speak

Aside from looks, it is the feeling from their touch

Cutie I’m sure what you deserve assume it’s me


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Ode To Helen Steiner Rice - Monchielle

(1900-1981 (Monchielle) Lovely lady,she shines Ambass'dor of Sunshine Daughter,sister and wife Upliftin' poems she wrote She persevered through strife Lovely lady,she shines She's famous poetess Wrote verses of faith and hope Her life was so very hard She fought thru life to cope Lovely lady,she shines Verses sent from God 'bove Love for God kept her strong Thousands poems she wrote Poems soothes my soul long Lovely lady,she shines In heaven she wears crown She truly loved the Lord Endured many set-backs Her poems are just adored. Dorian Petersen Potter Aka ladydp2000 copyright@2009 October,7,2014


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Beautiful World

Beautiful World



Look at the Stars in the night sky, they are so
radient and bright,they bring joy and real delight 
to the heart which is our inner sight.

The sky is like a black velvet sheet with the stars dazzling
like jewels making it beautiful and complete.
All stood in a ray look so magnificent and neat.

The Sun is a golden  ring in the sky that sheds warmth and light
upon our beautiful world each day is a pleasure to behold to
the human eyes the window of the mind, all these wonderous treasures
and beauty we seek to find as the one who created them must be awesome
and truly kind.

The Depths of the sea is a vision of peace and tranquilty it is serene
pure and clean. Creatures of the sea are devine and  incredibly beatuiful
especially to me.

There is beauty all around the world in every place in the universe there are sights
to see that you would never imagine the sunsets,beaches and the underworld creatures
are all awesome features that give insight to the one who created them for us to enjoy and care for.


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THIS LETTER

its full of cheers
full of love tears
has no fear
cuase it from above
full of love
i hope you feel better
as you recive 
THIS LETTER


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The Heart's Beauty

catching beauty in a world of difference,
pictures inspired of loves existance,
simple words of a heartfelt touch,
that magnify God's beauty means so much,
the worth in it takes us to a love we know,
being there in our hearts for our mind to show,
us standing in one spot through one's heart and one's dreams.
to view God's love in everything


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THE OVERFLOWING GOOD WOMAN

A wonder she is like never before
In the hearts of all and even the poor
A woman so full of hugs and lore, 
To one, two and so many more.
Who can say less of her unreserved affection?
Unconditionally devoted to the call of perfection
A woman persistently of a charitable mind;
A woman so dear and hard to find. 

A love sown to last forever;
Is one sure devoid of fever
 A mother of grace she has always been
To give enormous strength like never seen.
As children we pray to never depart
But grow to be an exceptional part.
Offsprings for the whole world to see
And blessed as we can ever be.

A lucky man I am called not just for a day,
Here, there and everywhere I may go.
She puts smiles on my face like milk to a kid
Built closer bond to my family and niece. 
A huge debt I sure can never repay 
For gifts of treasure, favour and so.
Fame more valuable than one may bid,
To the spouse of this extraordinary work piece


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Awe Inspiring

My awe inspiring moments of today
The beauty of a sunset changing colors
There were sand colored clouds against 
The bluest of blue skies

Then these clouds turned to black
It seemed in almost seconds
Then further South the same sun
Was casting red onto the horizon

I ask myself how can this be
All these are horizons
All the same sun
All the same sky

This beauty was just for me
I don't get to see sunsets
From where I live very much
Without going to a good bit of trouble

This awed me today
Moments just for me
Thank you God for the beauty
For a day with a sunset with no rain


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BLUE BUTTERFLIES

Pretty flowers in her hair....... 
Blue butterflies.......... 
You are there 

Blue butterflies.......... 
Follow you......... 
They love you too 
The field..... 
golden through 

For amongst the pain......... 
Such beauty 
Cannot stain 
Blue butterflies.............. 
Pretty flowers in her hair 
No one knows you are there 

The golden field 
Where I saw you first 
Pretty flowers in your hair......... 
Slaked my thirst 
I want to yield 
I want you there 

Blue butterflies encircle you, 
in the golden field 
Pretty flowers in your hair 
I know you are there 
For, love is true 
For beauty comes to those, 
who seek and want it too 

Dancing in the golden field......... 
These blue butterflies.......... 
Follow you, 
beneath blue skies 
The love you weald......... 
The love so true 

Pretty flowers in your hair........... 
Blue butterflies dancing round........... 
No one knows you are there......... 
It is you I found 

Pretty flowers in your hair 
The things you can find, 
amongst the pain you feel in your mind........... 
I am already there 

Blue butterflies surround me.............. 
Golden fields as far as the eye can see 
The pretty flowers in your hair............. 
I am there 

Love and gentleness to find........... 
Blue butterflies around................. 
a girl... 
with flowers in her hair.................. 
coming from the depths of my mind 
I am already there 
what I already found 

Love comes to all.............. 
Who seek a blue butterfly.......... 
A girl with flowers in her hair............ 
A golden field............. 
Beneath a blue sky........... 
where you can be there 
Standing tall 


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Take My Hand And Walk With Me



Know that we are here, you and I
Reflections of God's beauty I see 
Love's miracles I can always see 
When I look at this gorgeous sky 

Such beauty in all this magic! 
Such splendid symphony! 
Treasures of a lifetime for me 
That feels my soul with joy 

My heart will always feel like this 
For dreams of love are endless 
And thoughts of love are ageless 
When love and hearts are real... 

Take my hand and walk with me 
All God's blessings for you and me! 



Dorian Petersen Potter 
aka ladydp2000 
copyright@2009 


April,9,2009 


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I'm So Thankful To The Lord

 

I’m so thankful for everything the Lord has made...
Everything he’s created…  His beauty is displayed!

I’m so thankful for the breath I have to breathe…
Until that one day, from this earth, I shall leave. 

I’m so thankful for the way God has made so evident.
The principles of his word…  Are so relevant! 

I’m so thankful for the beauty and glory he’s shown…
It has brought blessings and healing to my home! 

I’m so thankful for the many things he’s done for me…
He’s given me his love which flows abundantly! 

I’m so thankful that each day,..  Is another to live for him…
He’s taken away my pain and has forgiven every sin.

I’m so thankful that I can write
 these words from my heart.
I know that he’s with me.  And he’ll never depart! 

I’m so thankful that you’re reading
 what I’ve been saying…
May this cause you to once again start praying!

I pray that this same Jesus I know…
 Who’s merciful and kind…
Will speak words of hope to you
 and give you a peace of mind.
 
I pray that before you go to bed and this day has ended.
You’ll allow Christ to have your heart “amended.” 

Thank you Lord!  For what you’ve
 done and are going to do…
It’s another way that I can say 
 “I LOVE YOU!” 

Thank you Lord!  For all that I‘ve 
received and so much more…
You’ve made my life complete… 
And are worth living for!
 

By Jim Pemberton 
  01/25/11


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Tuesday Morning Blessings

Up and about again on
Yet another Tuesday
Morning

Thanking God for all the
New blessings he be stored
On me
Cause I rose this Tuesday
Morning to see another
Rising of the sun

He awaken me early this
Tuesday morning

To cherish all his beauty he
Gave with unconditional 
Love

He touched my eyes
So I could see and hold
The beauty of all so dear

He touched

My ears so I could hear
All the early morning sounds
That play through my head

He put strength in my body so I
Could walk

To enjoy the beauty of all his
Blessings he gave

But yet the most important part
Of all
He touched my soul and gave me
Life
As he whisper in my ear

Wake my dear child, wake and
See and recieve those blesssing
Of this
Beautiful day I laid out for all
My children to enjoy

I can walk,I can Run, I can Talk, I
Can Hear the wind sing
All these blessings my father be
Stored on his children so dear

All this beauty I hold inside is so
Precious to me
I
Pray and thank God for this
Beautiful picture of mother nature
View

And through all his blessing
He allowed me to
Stand amidst the coming of the
Sunrise
To feel the cool dew droplets
On the green grass

And inhale the sweetness of his
Cleanliness so pure  
 


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The Future

Dim not the spirits light
take pride in the way we walk.
Horizons are a colorful site
without ever a thought.


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It was the beauty

It is the beauty of this world

That makes me so inclined

Inclined to stay and watch everyday

To see the season unfold to the next

To watch life and what they expect

 

Never before have i known such wonders to behold

So many colors blending together

Painting all i see so beautifully

 

I love this life, I love this world

I first saw from miles away

The blue it beckoned ,the green felt safe

Such a site to behold from out in space

 

To touch the tree's

Feel the breeze

To gaze up into the sky and just let hours slip by

To hear the insects play there songs

Watch the butterflies dance along

 

When looking down i yearned with all my soul

To know this world and feel it whole

To be human on this planet

Dwell along side them all

To love and learn, to know

 

It was the beauty of the planet 

That lured me to the surface

This planet i do hold dear

It is the beauty that keeps me here

 


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How is it Possible?

How is it Possible?

How is it possible that one can be a pluralist and still be true to the savior?
I am the way the truth and the life, he said!
I AM!
Not confession or even faith, but I AM THE WAY!
And in him was life and the life was the light of men!
He is the light of the Bodhisattva!
He is the light of Buddha!
He is the light of Allah!
He is the light of Siva!
He is the wisdom of agnostic intellectuals!
He is the fury of feminist revolution!
He is the joy of liberation!
He is the burning beat of rhythm in the streets!
No man has seen God, but the SON OF MAN HATH PROCLAIMED HER!!
From the Jews who he chose!
To his humility to learn of the suffering of men!
To his exaltation!
IT HAS BEEN HIM ALL ALONG!!
ONE MEDIATOR BETWEEN GOD AND MAN!
I AM THAT I AM!
The burning fire of love that transforms all things!
And so you ask, who shall not make it?
Some may see hell, but they will not stay there!
For God rains on the Just and the Unjust!
For God will have mercy on who she will have mercy!
And so, in the end, All shall be reconciled!
He is  the WAY, THE TRUTH, AND THE LIFE,
He is  the wisdom of the Vedas,
He is the weak and strong force that holds all things together!
And enabled Teilhard de Chardin to speak truth to power!
He is the light of Ghandi’s nonviolence!
He is the strength of Mary’s courage!
He is the love of mother God!
Dancing in Trinitarian Jazz, 
With the spirit that he wields and who wields him!
God of the Chosen!
God of Hagar’s son!
God of the East!
Lord of the Magi!
And King Supreme!
Though meek and Lowly,
He is unafraid of our exploration!
He is unafraid of the beauty of men laying with men, and women laying with women!
For he is love incarnate!
And he is THE WAY THE TRUTH AND THE LIFE!
And he shall birth new Deborah’s and New Joshuas
To change the face of Arrakis,
For he is the Quizazk Zaterack,
He is the communion of the saints and the power of the ancestors!
And in him, he has reconciled male and female,
Black and White,
He is unafraid of justice,
And with justice he wields punishment on corporate monopolies and white supremacy!
He is unafraid!
Risen, Strong, True, Just, but Merciful.
And so in the end, all shall know the beauty of God eternal.
For we shall see Angels ascending and descending on the son of man.
Amen.


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Come Display Your Love

Don't argue and fight
For this is not right
Don't Judge another soul
For through Jesus 
Born-again 
we become whole

Each and every day
Hearts of All people...
Have something to say
Don't use hurtful words
For tis be.. Brings pain

Our Tongues are Sharper 
than a two edge sword
Bring life and death
Love.. and saddens of those wept

As we write our words
Tis be with a pen or display
Choice of words everyday
Watch what you say...

For you may offend 
someone heart
Tis be.. even a friend
Open your heart
Give Love a Fresh Start

The Beauty of Love 
God has given 
Within our hearts
Walk always
Love Tender-heartedly 

Speak words of Wisdom
Share hearts of Love
Give edify words
Hearts heard
Brings Life.. 
Beauty unto Souls

Come share the Beauty 
Of Love  Everywhere
From my heart to Yours
It's simple

Price we pay
Is out of Love
Our Hearts 
Words display

Come Display Your Love
Shine Beauty & Beyond


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I Seen

In my safe haven I wander’s
In many beautiful forests

Leaves of a bright deep green
Grass of silk I rest my body
I rest my soul

Exquisite colors pure colors
So beautiful
To much beauty for only one
Body to hold

Purple sky fading into blues
And greens
Goldenrod colors of yellows
Rain down around me

I almost could reach and touch
With my hands

I walked through
Little pathways leading into
Many mirrors of mazes
Filled with
Sand castles and shadows of 
Times sitting still

I talked with my mother I talk
With my father

I felt their arms around me
I felt their love surroun me

You know I could not have
Been happier

I seen the river of Jordan I heard
The trumpet blow

I heard the sound of happiness
I did not see a tear

All sadness was washed away alone
Side the river of Jordan

I seen the worlds beauty shredded
From all its gloom

I walked the lands where only a few
Could go

Than

I had to awaken into the same old
World I thought I had left behind 
 


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A Lovers Feeling

Here I sat, in this lonely room.
Thinking of my baby far across the room.
How it would feel.
If she would just come crawl in my arms.
How it would feel for the two of us to make love.
It’s there she sits, looking all pretty and gorgeous.
That my heart just melts.

Like a waterfall it runs as I can’t be near her.
Just because I have an undesirable feeling to love her.
It’s there in the distance, the quietness fades in.
As my eyes behold the beauty I so want to love.
It is there my heart feels alone.
As the darkness falls upon.
As I think of us two alone.

Enjoying happiness and the love we share.
But most of all, me enjoying loving you in a kind way.
It’s there in life we find few we love.
But it’s there we love, is to live for true love.
But to feel this close, just kills my heart with flowing love.
As me being next to you, makes me fell like I’m dyeing.

As my heart I can’t control and keep from loving such beauty.
As my heart floods with love and I just want to be up next to you.
It’s there in the distance to which I love thee.
As you make me feel like putting my arms around thee.
And kissing your lips and softly whisper I Love Thee.

It is still there the distance is in between.
As there is things to which keeps us apart?
But most of all, they keep me from loving you.
But still yet, it is your beauty that entices me.
As with every entry in the room.
I just fall apart for thee.

As I see each time, just how much I want to love you.
As I see you skin of passion, to which I want to touch with tenderness.
But most of all, my heart to which I want to love with fullness.
I see you, as a woman I would enjoy loving.
But most of all, I see you and your curves.
Now that’s worth loving! 


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